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BFF (BEST FRIEND FUCKED)
(Author Unknown)

BEST FRIEND FUCKED

    

    Yasmin and Shehnaz had been friends for about four years.  Both had arrived from overseas, India and Pakistan respectively, had two children and both had had husbands in well paid jobs.  As is the way with women from that part of the world, once married they are expected to settle into a life of domesticity, which chiefly meant cooking, cleaning, looking after their husband's, kids and in-laws.  While Yasmin's husband Amir was very loving, very supportive and wonderfully passionate, Shehnaz's husband, Wasim, was not.  

    Shehnaz was slightly envious of Yasmin because she would often see her together with her husband either out shopping or out and about with the kids.  Even domestically he would help out with his share of the chores and look after the kids to give her a bit of a break.  Conversely, Wasim paid scant attention to Shehnaz and even less to the kids.  He often worked away from home and would only come back at the weekends.  Even then, he was usually on the internet, watching films or going out with his mates.  Shehnaz was getting increasingly frustrated as a result of Wasim's lack of attention.    Over the months she had got more fed up with the situation.  

    What made it worse was she saw how Amir behaved towards Yasmin; respectful, loving and often playful (sometimes even in front of Shehnaz just to see if he could make them both blush).  Truth is, Shehnaz fancied Amir.  She would never dare do the dirty on her best friend, but Amir was everything Wasim wasn't.  One time when she popped around, she saw Yasmin was just in leggings and her vest.

    'Did you sleep late?' said Shehnaz

    'Barely slept at all, Amir was being his usual naughty self.  But recently he has just been non-stop,' replied Yasmin.  

    She hadn't told Shehnaz about her other adventures yet; some things had to be secret, even between close friends.

    'What's he been up to?' enquired Shehnaz as she settled next to Yasmin on the sofa.

    'Well,' blushed Yasmin 'You know I said we watch a lot of porn together, now he wants to re-enact what he sees online.  He has got more dirtier, licking my pussy, having sex in different positions, on the floor, on the sofa, all over the house in fact.  One night we even went into the garden and did it behind the shed,' giggled Yasmin.