From the Book of Jasmine

THE KASBAH — PART 2

Jasmine steered me in the direction of the bed and asked, ‘Have you ever tried a water pipe?’ I told her I had not and she motioned for me to sit on the edge of the bed. She picked up two mouthpieces and handed me one. She blew a bit into the pipe and as the water bubbled, she began inhaling and told me to do the same. I didn’t expect to enjoy it but the flavor coming through the pipe was intoxicating! ‘That’s not so bad.’ I said. ‘Yes, Jamal and I each have one. We love it.’

Putting down her pipe, she turned and lay back on the bed with her gown wide open. I turned to lie next to her when she said, ‘Let’s have another drink.’ I picked up the glasses from the small table and she took a sip from hers and held it in her mouth while reaching to kiss me. As she did, she passed the cold liquid to my mouth and swirled her tongue around and over my teeth. I took a swig from my glass and returned the favor. We did this a few times until both glasses were empty.

I took the glasses to the other table and refilled them. As I returned to the bed, she stood up and removed her gown. Putting the glasses next to the water pipe, I turned and removed my gown too. Then we lay together on the bed with our legs entwined while we kissed each other. Almost simultaneously, we both slipped one hand down to the other’s genitals. As I fingered her clit gently, she took my balls in her hand and massaged them.

The kissing and massage along with my finger on her clit was working wonders and my cock started to react as expected. Jasmine moved her hand to my shaft as I continued gently massaging her clit while letting my middle finger slip inside her pussy with each stroke. She soon began moaning loudly and released my cock. I knew she wanted me to bring her to a climax. This was a woman who loved the feelings her body was capable of and was not afraid to express how good it felt. A few seconds later Jasmine began wriggling to and fro and when she screamed with pleasure, I knew she was satisfied!

Reaching for her water pipe, Jasmine told me to wet my cock and slip it into her pussy. I took a slip of Champagne and spit some on my hand. After wetting my cock, I pointed it at the target and spreading her labia with my fingers, I let it glide into her beautiful moist pussy. Jasmine handed me the other water pipe and we inhaled the pleasant smoke as we began moving in rhythm. I wanted to go slow and easy but the smoke and the shear pleasure of gliding in and out of such a beautiful woman was too much. Sensing I needed to come, she picked up speed and said, ‘Come on boy, fill my tank with high octane!’ Dropping my water pipe, I put both arms around her waist as I began ramming it home. It took just a moment more and I felt my cock expanding as the hot jizz forced it’s way out, splashing all over inside her pussy.

I held my cock deep inside her as long as I could but Jasmine said, ‘Bring me your dick, I want to lick it clean.’ I did as instructed and, taking a sip of Champagne, she washed my dick with her tongue and then pointed down to her pussy saying, ‘You know the rules, don’t let your jizz run out onto the bed.’ I took a sip of Champagne and began licking up my own cum as she gently squeezed it out. I was starting to enjoy this task, at least with my own creamy white jizz!

When I was finished licking her pussy, Jasmine asked me if I wanted to see the rest of the apartment. I nodded positively and she said, ‘OK, bring your gown and follow me.’ Her penthouse was larger than most ranch houses I have seen. The living room or salon, whatever you want to call it, had been at the west end of the apartment with the kitchen and balcony just to the right. Moving east, she passed the large rosewood dining table with eight high back wooden chairs. To the right of what I would call the ‘dining hall,’ there were two guestrooms, each with its own fully equipped bathroom. The windows were high up so you could not really see out. Jasmine’s bedroom suite with walk-in closet and oversized bathroom extended along the left, north side, with floor to ceiling windows facing the lake.

As she had said, there was a door to the other Penthouse, but it did not actually butt up against Jamal’s bedroom because there was a huge fitness center in between with Jacuzzi, exercise machines, a sauna and a steam room that Jasmine called a ‘Hammam’. Running the full length on the south side was a rooftop swimming pool reached by a set of steps from the outside sunning area that Jasmine had fitted out with lounge chairs and beds. There was a wet bar in the fitness room and another one outside next to a gas-fired smoke pit. At the other end of the fitness room was the door to Jamal’s quarters.

Jasmine purred, ‘Let’s have a shower’ and we went back to her bathroom where one corner was a large, open shower area. Jasmine put on a shower cap before touching some buttons on the wall. At first, there was a light mist of steam and then it began to rain on us. We lathered up making sure to clean our tools very well and, after toweling off lightly, we returned to the balcony for some more fruit and Champagne.

It was already time to open another bottle and I did the honors again. After a few moments, Jasmine said, ‘Steve, peel a banana and bring it to the bed.’ It was the fist time she had spoken my name and I couldn’t figure out how she knew. ‘You know my name?’ ‘Of course, it’s on your Caller ID. I’ve known it ever since you called me last week.’

Jasmine lay down on the bed with her legs spread and said, ‘Fill my pussy with Champagne and lick it out please.’ I did as instructed taking my time to lick every inch that I could reach. Her pussy was now open and she moaned for me to insert the banana as far as possible. I removed the green skin and licked the hard banana before sliding it into her waiting pussy. I was careful to keep it from breaking off inside. Jasmine was moaning louder as she said, ‘Please add some Champagne and bite off the top of the banana.’ I did as instructed while letting my mouth slide up onto her clit.

I continued biting the banana and licking her clit as she gently forced the banana upwards with her pussy. All this eating and licking was making me really horny and I wished it were my cock in there. I continued adding bubbly and licking her pussy until the banana was all gone and she began to writhe about while fondling her breasts and pulling her nipples. When she finally erupted, I had to stop licking because it was making her ticklish!

Now it was my turn and Jasmine said, ‘Bring your drink and come lay next to me.’ Turning onto her stomach, she raised her butt up and said, ‘Lick my anus darling.’ I took a sip of Champagne and allowed some to dribble on her anus as I licked up and down from her pussy to the top of her anus.

Without asking, I pushed my index finger into her butt. I could feel the muscles contracting and releasing as I added another finger. Soon her anus was open and she said, ‘Take that tube of cocoa butter and spread some onto your cock.’ I had never put cocoa butter on my dick before but as I did so, stroking gently, my dick became warm and moist. I massaged her anus with some of the cream and began gently pushing my cock into her butt.

Jasmine turned her head to say, ‘Jamal and I discovered this years ago. He could fuck me without hurting my hymen or making me pregnant. It’s wonderful!’ I wasn’t so sure, but as I thought of her brother fucking her this way, I became excited, if not a bit jealous. I wondered how he felt, knowing it was his own sister whose butt he was pounding. Nevertheless, as I looked down, watching my throbbing cock slide in and out, with her squeezing and releasing, I began to feel my own juices start to flow and I wanted to move my dick even faster.

Jasmine turned and said, ‘Pull out now and let your jizz spray over my back.’ I realized she had been fingering herself and, as I pulled my dick out, we both stroked ourselves to a climax at the same time. ‘Rub your creamy protein into my skin.’ she purred and I did as instructed.

Jasmine’s phone vibrated somewhere nearby and she smiled at me saying, ‘I’m sorry my dear, but my boyfriend is waiting.’ I realized that I had already been there for a few delicious hours and, of course, I knew she always spent Sunday evening with McGuire. I wondered how she would be able to do all this again in a few hours when she said, ‘Time for a rejuvenating trip to the Hammam.’ and took my hand as she stood up to put on her robe.