The Consul and Her House Help

Irene shook the can and pressed the nuzzle. She covered my abs with whipped cream as Khadija put chocolate on my ass with a knife.

“Let’s switch positions,” Irene said as she stood up from the ground. Khadija came to the front and started licking the whipped cream as she courses down my body. Irene licked my left cheek and when I turned I saw her smiling with chocolate on her teeth.

“You’re tasty. Isn’t he”? She asked Khadija who had travelled her way through my stomach and now had my dick in her mouth. She tried to say something but couldn’t.

“Don’t talk while eating darling, you may ?” She told Khadija as she licked the chocolate off her finger. Her voice had changed in 20 years.

“Hey! How’s my little hero doing?” She used to say when she came to our house when I was a child. She was a college student then. Now she was the Canadian consul in Saudi Arabia.

“It’s tough for women here, How do you manage?” I asked Irene as she sipped her coffee.

“I mean it’s tough but you get some benefits as a consul which are not given to other women in the kingdom”

Irene’s face looked fuller in the hijab, she also had wrinkles under her eyes now. Although she still had the same smile.

“So, How’s your mom and dad?” She said as if trying to subvert the conversation

“They are doing fine. You should come sometime” I said as I looked straight at her

“I would if I find time waddling through this shit country,” She said as she looked out through the window.

“It’s this bad?” I said as she looked back at me. She smiled at me. She was wrinkled now. I looked at her hair, I found a solitary white strand. She patted her hair and curled the strand to the back.

“You should visit my place this evening, I wouldn’t take no for an answer”

I giggled, “Yes ma'am”

She lived at the embassy

“Yes sir, how can I help you?” The Arab security guard asked me

“I’m here to meet Irene,” I said as I stepped back

“Sir, you can’t meet a woman in the night in the kingdom, you need permission from the government,” The guard said as he put one of his hands in his pocket and tucked at his rifle’s strap

“He’s my nephew,” Irene said as she stepped out of the balcony. She was still wearing her Hijab and full-sleeve cotton gown.

“So sorry sir”, The Arab Guard said as he stepped to the side.

“it’s okay”

I went to the door and Khadija opened up.

“Assalam Walaikum,” She said as she gestured the welcome

“Come in sweetheart” Irene called from the dining room

I went in as Khadija closed the door.

“How was your day?” Irene asked as I sat on the chair

“Very bad,” I said as I rested my hands on the table, “I had to go to the external affairs ministry after I visited you, they interrogated me for like 4 hours”

“I know that feeling," She said as she drank some juice, "No in this country to drown your sorrows in,” She said

Khadija laid down the dinner and I chatted with Irene about her experience in Saudi and how she has been. “You should stay here tonight, I will get the bed made in the guest room, "Irene said as she peeped in the hall for Khadija

I went to my room after dinner and slept. When I woke up I felt that my shirt was wet. I stood up and saw Irene pouring wine over my chest.

"Shhhhh!", she said as she put a finger on her lips

"Let me have you, it’s been a long time since I had someone,” She said as she emptied the glass of wine on me.

She pulled me up by my shirt and then licked my neck. She then picked up the whipped cream tin can kept on the side table and sprayed all over my face. She made a quick motion with her tongue from one ear to another.

I looked out of the door and Khadija, was standing there with a bowl in her hand

“Come in sweetheart, you must have been bored by my pussy. I have the reward for all the work you did for me.” Irene said as she pulled down my trunk and my cock sprang out.

Khadija came forward and put the bowl on the side table. She had her hands folded in front of her and her gaze was down at my cock. She went down and took my cock in her hand. She started stroking it slowly as she thanked Irene with a smile. Irene then towered over me and I could see her pussy which was wet now and her juice dropped on my chin. She then sprayed the whipped cream on her pussy. I held out my tongue and with its tip, I licked the cream till her pussy was clean again. Then I held her by her waist and she ground her pussy on my face. Her pussy rubbed all over my face from my chin to my nose and I tried to breathe. Khadija lifted my legs and was putting chocolate with a knife on my butt. She covered both my ass cheeks with chocolate and then with her finger she put chocolate in my asshole.

“Ma'am, dinner is ready,” Khadija said as she still held my legs in her hands. Irene got up and walked to the bed's end. She took one of my legs from Khadija and then looked at her

“Where are your table manners?” Irene said as she looked at Khadija. She then lifted Khadija’s long shirt. Khadija wasn’t wearing any bra. Her breasts were not too large. They were in a conical shape. Her nipples were darker than the chocolate matching the color of her lips. She started licking my left asscheek as Irene licked the other side. My legs were starting to pain but my cock was hard looking at the two women licking the chocolate off my ass.

Irene then lowered my leg and Khadija followed suit. Irene then took the chocolate bowl and toppled all of it on my dick. The chocolate flowed down to my balls and my navel. Irene licked my brown cock which was covered in chocolate as Khadija licked my navel, her tongue was precise perhaps because she lived with Irene for so long. Irene has finished her job by licking my dick off clean. She was now licking my balls from the bottom. I am clean now.

“Khadija, it is time for the dessert and today it is me and you,” Irene said as she sprayed whipped cream on her pussy and on Khadija’s

She pulled me by my hair and now I went back and forth between her pussy and Khadija’s. I now stood up and Khadija turned back. I had a view of her bubble butt. Irene held me from the back and whispered in my ear “Start” I pushed my hard cock into Khadija’s wet black pussy. Irene was at my back licking my asshole.

“Alhamdulillah” Khadija screamed as I was at it. Irene was fucking my butt with her middle finger. I was tired now. I lay on the floor. Irene mounted my cock and Khadija sat on my face. My face had turned red from exhaustion as Irene vigorously scaled my cock.

“I’m coming,” Irene said as I was licking her cunt. She squirted all over my face. I too was at my peak but Irene held my balls tightly so that I couldn’t cum.

“I can’t hold it anymore,” I said amidst Khadija’s cum splattering my mouth. Irene got off my cock and started shaking it until I got off

I got up in the morning. I got down to the kitchen and saw Irene at the table with Khadija in the kitchen.

“I saw a wild dream last night,” I said to Irene as Khadija poured the milk into my glass.

“Will you like to react?” Irene said as Khadija smiled at me.