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 I Have Discovered That Polygamy Is Fun



   My name is Nawal, I am a 27 years old Lebanese woman.  I am also a
lecturer at the American University in Beirut.

   I married a fellow lecturer, Tarek Al Kasser, and was happily married
for 2 years.  Then Tarek, whom I thought was a liberal and not at all a
fundamentalist, announced that in accordance with Islamic law he had also
taken a second wife.  He informed me that his second wife is Alia who is
24, and a student at the University.

   Tarek practiced polygamy by setting-up separate houses for the two of
us. He visits both of us wives when he feels like it.  This arrangement was
highly unsatisfactory, as it caused both Alia and me to vie for his
affections and sexual favours.

   The day that the following happened was my birthday, and I was looking
forward to my husband visiting me.  I was looking forward to being fucked
by him all night long without having to worry about him running back to
that bitch Alia.

   There was a knock on the door.  It was Tarek...  and his other wife,
Alia!  I was enraged.  How dare he bring his second wife on my special day.
Alia is very tall, about 5'10" with 36D boobs.  I could see why Tarek had
fallen for her.  It made me jealous.  I felt very drab in my sweat pants
and sweat shirt.

   Tarek ignored my discomfort and announced that he and Alia had come to
help celebrate my birthday.  Alia was also looking very uncomfortable.  I
felt like I could kill Tarek for destroying this special day.  Tarek put on
some music and began to dance with Alia.

   They are a very nice looking couple.  I got jealous again watching Tarek
hold her so close.  After the first song, Tarek asked me to dance, and I
accepted.  I wished Alia weren't here.  I was thinking that I would like to
take Tarek to the bedroom.

   All too soon the song was over.  I didn't want to stop.  "Ok, you have
each danced with me, but you haven't danced with each other," Tarek
announced.  "Oh, Tarek...  don't be silly," I replied.  Alia and I were
appalled at his suggestion.  We are each other's rivals for our husband's
love, and he wanted his two wives to dance together?  Reluctantly Alia
walked over to me and put both her arms around my waist.  The next song
started.  I put my arms on Alia's shoulders, and we began to dance.

   Alia gently pulled me against her.  Her body felt so soft.  Her
beautiful hair tickled my face.  I had to lay my head on her shoulder to
keep her hair pressed down, so it didn't tickle me.  I had never slow
danced with another woman.

   Alia stroked my back with both her hands.  Then one hand slipped under
my sweat shirt.  It was incredibly soft and smooth as it glided so
effortlessly across my back.  She very lightly slid her soft hand up to my
shoulder.  "Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh..." a very low moan escaped my mouth.

   I found myself snuggling up even closer to Alia.  Her soft body felt so
good against mine.  I felt her breasts pressing on my chest, just above my
breasts.  By that point, her legs were brushing against mine.  It felt so
weird to dance with another woman.  I had never been that close to another
woman in my adult life.  Her hand drifted down my back, across my bra.  She
unhooked it.  That's when, without thinking about it, I put my lips on
Alia's neck and softly kissed it.

   Her hand slipped around to my chest and cupped one of my breasts
underneath my unfastened bra.  I looked up at Alia, and without thinking, I
kissed her on her mouth.  It was my first kiss with a woman.  Alia kissed
me back, oh so warmly and tenderly.  Her tongue entered my mouth.  She
licked my tongue, the roof of my mouth, my gums, my teeth, my lips...  at
the same time she fondled my sensitive breast.

   The sensual situation was overcoming me.  I lowered my arms to the
buttons on her blouse.  My trembling hands slowly unbuttoned it.  I slowly
opened her blouse and slid it off her soft shoulders.  My actions uncovered
the most beautiful breasts I have seen in my life!  They are about a "D"
cup and contoured perfectly, with only a very small amount of sag.

   The skin on her breasts is creamy with large, perfectly round reddish
aureoles surrounding pencil eraser-size nipples in the center.  I placed my
hand on one of her breasts.  Alicia moaned slightly.  Her succulent breast
felt so incredibly soft and pliable.  I compressed it gently to feel it's
softness.  I pushed it up high on her chest, then moved it around in
circles.  I tugged on her hard nipple.  I found that I was fascinated as I
played with her breasts!

   "Ooooohhhhhh..." Alia moaned again, as she squeezed my breast, and slid
her other hand under the elastic of my sweat pants to rub my bare bottom.
"It feels so good", I whispered.  All this time Tarek just sat to the side
and watched us.

   I felt my panties getting wet.  I was thoroughly aroused by this point,
and ready to disregard all conventions!  I lowered my head and took one of
Alia's pristine nipples into my mouth, and I sucked on it.  I licked
circles around it.  It felt so good to suck her soft breast.

   I felt her smooth skin around my mouth.  I put my hand on her other
breast, cuddled it, and then played with her hard nipple.  Alia pulled me
up straight, raised my hands over my head, and slipped my sweat shirt over
my head.  It dropped on the floor.  When I lowered my arms, my unhooked bra
slipped off my shoulders.

   She was standing in front of me, inspecting my naked breasts.  I held my
stomach in, shoulders back, and stuck them out.  I hoped she liked them. 
She smiled and placed a hand on each of my breasts.

   She moved them around all over my chest.  She held each nipple and shook
my breasts.  Oh, it felt so good!  I returned to her breasts, as I slid my
hands all over them and pressed them against her rib cage.  I couldn't
believe how good it felt to play with another woman's breasts.

   Tarek walked up behind me as I was playing with Alia's breasts.  It
startled me because I was so wrapped up in Alia, I had forgotten he was
there!  He placed his hands on the elastic waistband of my sweat pants and
slid them down to the floor along with my panties.  I stepped out of them
while still holding Alia's supple breasts.

   Then Tarek moved behind Alia, unfastened her skirt, lowered it and her
panties.  She never released my breasts as she stepped out of them.  One of
her hands moved from my breast and found my pubic region.  She clasped a
handful of my soft hairs and gently pulled me close to her.  Then she
kissed me full on the mouth, this time with much passion.  One of her
fingers sank between my engorged outer lips, slid to my wet orifice and
entered me.  The sensations were driving me wild with passion.

   My hands left Alia's precious breasts, and I wrapped my arms around her
beautiful body.  I hugged her tight, pressing our breasts together.

   By this time Tarek was nude too.  I noticed Tarek's cock standing
straight up in the air, begging for some attention.  I bent down and slid
my tongue up and down his long, fat cock...  in slow smooth strokes.  I
paid close attention to the slit at the end of his penis, licking the
pre-cum from his cock.

   Then Alia knelt down to watch as I sucked on Tarek's hot cock.  Alia's
nipples were sticking straight out.  I was in awe of her large breasts.  I
wondered again, how breasts that large could stick out that straight.  As I
continued to suck him, Tarek reached out and started to caress Alia's large
brown nipples.  They became erect.  Tarek began to roll Alia's right nipple
between his fingers.

   Tarek released Alia's breasts and lay back on the floor next to me. 
That's when Alia nudged me aside and mounted our husband.  She began to
ride him, caressing her own titties at the same time.  I straddled Tarek's
face, and he began to lick me.  Soon my body trembled as I enjoyed a
wonderful orgasm.

   Alia's tits jiggled against my back with my every tremor.  Tarek grabbed
my tits and squeezed hard as he moaned and began to come in giant spurts
inside Alia's snatch.  Alia removed herself from Tarek's organ.  Tarek got
up and sat on the couch.  "God that felt great," he said.

   Alia knelt in front of me and began to kiss my mouth.  We both brought
our hands to each other's breasts, kneading, and pinching and rolling. 
Both of us were enjoying what the other was doing.

   Tarek seemed to be in awe, watching his wives as we passionately
explored each other's body.  I saw his lips move, thanking Allah for his
blessings, and I felt his cock spring to life again.  He had already come
in Alia.  He obviously wanted to come inside of me next.

   Tarek got off the couch and knelt behind me.  My ass was still swaying
slowly, as I continued to lick Alia.  He grabbed my ass and rammed his cock
into my pussy from behind.  He got it in with his first thrust.  I was wet
and hot, and my pussy was throbbing just like his cock.

   At first I stopped licking, but Alia quickly reminded me to continue
what I was doing.  We were all three enjoying ourselves.  We had a nice
rhythm going for a while, when Alia started to moan and quiver.

   She abruptly pulled herself from me and began to suck my tits and to
finger my clit, then the area below my pussy.  Alia said she could feel
Tarek's balls hitting her hand every time he rammed his cock deep into my
snatch.  Within moments, both Tarek and I were coming together.  I was
moaning and shaking as Alia kept playing with my tits and clit, and Tarek
shot his load inside me.

   We all lay on the floor for a while.  None of us could move after the
powerful orgasms we had enjoyed, and were still feeling.  Soon we all
decided to take a shower, to clean off all the juices from our shared
passion.  After our showers, we got on the bed and continued our play for
many hours.

   Alia and I enjoyed ourselves so much that night that we are now all
living together in one house.  Together, we now share our marital bed with
our husband Tarek.  We satisfy his every sexual need, and he satisfies
ours.
   Polygamy is all right by my book!