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From: "Stephen Gray" <sgray113@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Arabian Nights 15 {S Gray} (MF cheat)
Date: Wed, 18 Dec 2002 17:10:04 -0500
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Chapter Fifteen:  Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves - Part One

 Once upon a time, there were two brothers named Kasim and Ali Baba.  Kasim,
being the eldest of the two, had inherited a considerable fortune from his
father.  He lived in a splendid mansion, and had a beautiful wife named
Melina, who was every bit as greedy as her husband.  The two of them lived
in comfortable luxury, yet they always hungered for more.

 Ali Baba was not nearly as fortunate as his older brother.  His own
inheritance had been very small, and he was forced to work very hard in
order to survive.  He did not have a wife, nor did he hope to find one.  As
poor as he was, how could he afford to start a family?  What sensible woman
would ever want to marry him?  It was useless to even think about it, so Ali
Baba spent most of his time working and tried not to think of his
loneliness.

 One day, while leading his stubborn old mule along a path through the
hills, Ali Baba heard a great clamor of noise from a nearby valley.  Curious
to learn the source of this commotion, he secured his ass to a tree and
carefully crept through the trees until he saw a multitude of men on
horseback.  Judging from their dark clothing and sharp weapons, he guessed
that they were bandits.  His heart began to race with fear, and he thought
about returning to his mule as quickly as possible.  But he wanted to learn
what the bandits were doing here, so he hid himself in the trees and waited.

 The horsemen came to a stop at the end of the ravine, next to a sheer cliff
wall.  Their leader dismounted and shouted a strange magical phrase to the
wall:  "Seismic orgasm!"  To Ali Baba's astonishment, the rock wall suddenly
began to shake and convulse.  With a thunderous rumble, a large vertical
crack opened at the base of the cliff, and a stream of clear liquid began to
pour forth.

 The bandit leader smiled and entered the cave.  Several of the other men
followed, carrying large sacks full of what Ali Baba assumed to be
ill-gotten treasure.  A few moments passed, and the men walked outside
again.  As the last of them exited, the rock began to quake and move again.
The cave entrance closed, the crack in the cliff disappearing as if it had
never been there.  The horsemen departed, and Ali Baba was left alone to
marvel at what he had just seen.

 He waited to see if the bandits would return, but they did not.  As quickly
as he could, he climbed down the hill and stood before the rock wall.

 "Seismic orgasm!" he shouted.

 Sure enough, the rock gave way, and the cave opened up before him.  He
cautiously made his way inside, his feet occasionally slipping in the water.
There must have been some sort of lake or underground spring nearby, because
the walls of the cave were very damp.  It was very warm inside, and Ali Baba
felt as though he was walking into a dark oven.

 Then he saw the treasure.  Bags and barrels, chests and crates, all full of
gold coins and jewels.  It was more wealth than he had ever dreamed about -
and indeed, it took a moment for him to realize that he was not dreaming.
With this realization, he hurriedly gathered as many bags as he could carry.

 While he was doing this, the cave began to quake again.  To his horror, the
cave entrance closed behind him.  He thought he was doomed - but then he
remembered the magic words.

 "Seismic orgasm!"

 The cave walls trembled and heaved, finally revealing the sunlight once
more.  Ali Baba sighed with relief and scrambled out of the cave and back to
his trusty old mule.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 Melina wore a devious smile as she sauntered into her husband's mansion.
It was a hot day, and she wore a white summer dress that did nothing to
conceal the attractive curves of her female form.  Kasim did not like it
when she wore clothing like this in public, but that did not stop her from
doing it.  She liked to feel other men's eyes upon her.  Their lustful gazes
were like compliments to her, and she enjoyed the idea of inspiring desire
wherever she went.

 Some days, when she was outside in the hot, sunny air, she longed for more
than just a glance.  Walking through the streets, amongst all those handsome
men, she could feel herself growing restless.  They might smile at her, or
perhaps offer a polite greeting - but what they really wanted was to get
their hands upon her.  In the crowded market place, it was impossible to
avoid it.  Men took every opportunity to press their bodies against hers,
and every fleeting touch made her hunger for more.  Sometimes she would feel
a hand upon her breast for just an instant, followed by an insincere
apology.  And once in a while, some daring hand would sneak between her
legs, tickling the place that was forbidden to every man except her husband.

 But why should she limit herself to only one man?  She could have Kasim
whenever she wanted him, and she often did.  But there was nothing like the
touch of a stranger.  When the meat merchant took her into the shadows of
his tent and pulled her clothes off, she would just melt.  When the dairy
farmer brought her into the barn to suck on her nipples, she would feel her
pussy dripping.  When the bedmaker pushed her down onto one of his
mattresses and began to slide his huge penis in and out of her juicy twat,
she would moan and whimper like a cat in heat.  Those men could give her
what Kasim could not: the dark thrill of forbidden lust.  She would smile
wickedly as those adulterous cocks pumped her pussy, knowing full well that
with every delicious thrust, she was betraying the promise she had made to
her husband.  She would betray him again and again, opening her legs for
countless men who would happily sink their dicks into her beautiful body,
granting her the illicit orgasms that she craved.

 She would always come back to Kasim, of course.  Mainly because he was
rich, but also because he was easily deceived.  Kasim knew nothing of her
infidelities - or if he did, he did not say anything about them.  Perhaps he
was simply glad that she always returned to him, for her body was beautiful
enough to fill any man with desire.  Kasim also shared her love of wealth
and luxury, and the two of them enjoyed being better than everyone else.
She knew that what she had seen today would be of great interest to him, and
she was anxious to see what he would say.

 But Kasim was nowhere to be found.  She searched the entire mansion: the
pool, the library, the lavish bedchambers - all empty.  Even the servants
were gone, which was unusual.  Kasim would not have expected her to return
home so early, and had perhaps gone somewhere else - but why would he take
all the servants with him?

 As she passed by the entrance to the garden, she thought she heard a woman
cry out in anguish.  A rush of panic seized her - had a murderer invaded
this house?  But then she heard another cry, then another, and another.  She
soon realized it wasn't anguish she was hearing.  A scowl appeared on her
face, and she walked toward the garden.  The female cries grew louder, with
occasional moans and whimpers.  Whoever the woman was, she was evidently
enjoying herself in a way that Melina knew very well, for she had made
sounds like that just this morning as the woodworker stuffed his thick cock
into her sweaty groin.

 She entered the garden, and her suspicions were confirmed.  One of the
young slave girls was sprawled face-down on the grass, her ass raised up
high behind her to receive the vigorous shoves of a hard cock.  The young
girl mewed as her pussy got filled, and Melina could hear how wet she was
even though she was standing at least thirty feet away.  The constant sound
of "schluck", "schluck", "schluck" filled the garden, a sexual rhythm that
grew faster as she listened to it.

 It was Kasim's cock, of course.  He kneeled behind the pretty young girl, a
look of rapture on his face as he plunged his swollen organ into her willing
twat.  He just kept sliding it in and out of her, making her squeal and
gasp.  Had he done this before?  How often?  Melina smoldered with fury as
she watched her husband basking in the joy of another woman's pussy.

 The young girl eventually noticed Melina standing across the garden.  Her
eyes were glazed over with lust, and it seemed to take her a moment to
realize that her master's wife was watching.  Melina expected her to cry out
in terror and end this insolent tryst, but she didn't.  She just smiled as
Kasim's penis sank into her juicy groin, over and over and over again.  She
kept staring at Melina as if to say, "Your husband belongs to me now."

 Melina could not stand it anymore.  With a glower of rage, she marched
toward the mating couple.  When Kasim noticed her, his eyes widened with
surprise - but to Melina's outrage, he did not withdraw his cock from the
slave girl's pussy.  He just kept rocking his hips back and forth, slowly
screwing the young girl while she looked up at her master's wife and moaned
with lustful triumph.

 Instead of screaming and scratching the girl's eyes as she wanted to,
Melina forced herself to smile.  She adopted an air of calm as she began to
unbutton her dress.  Her white satin bra soon came into view, attracting
Kasim's gaze.  Melina continued to unravel her dress as she slid one leg
across the slave girl's back, straddling the insolent woman's ass while her
husband continued to hump her.  But Kasim was watching her now.  He could
not take his eyes from her white dress, which was now hanging open all the
way down to her belly button.  He stared intently as she removed her bra,
revealing the plump, voluptuous breasts that had drawn the attention of
countless men.  Her taut, rosy nipples poked out at Kasim, just waiting to
be suckled.

 They didn't have long to wait.  Like a cat pouncing, her husband leaned
forward and began to lick her left nipple.  She smiled as his tongue swirled
and prodded the swollen tit, bathing it with his warm saliva.  Then his lips
were upon her, and he began to suck her nipple into his mouth as if to draw
milk from it.  She held his head against her breast, pleased to note that he
had stopped moving his hips.  But his cock was still inside the other
woman's vagina, and Melina wanted it in hers.  While he suckled and fondled
her breasts, she allowed her dress to fall away completely.  There were no
panties to guard her pussy; these had been ripped away in the woodworker's
shop this morning.

 "You've been a bad boy," she whispered into her husband's ear as he
hungrily nibbled her tits.  "Fucking another girl while I'm not here."  His
teeth grazed her nipple, making her moan.  "You promised you would be
faithful to me," she murmured, grinding her crotch against the slave girl's
ass.  "That means you have to fuck me, and only me."  Kasim's nipple kisses
were growing more fervent now, and his hands were all over her naked torso.
"So I want you to fuck me, right now."

 The slave girl moaned as Kasim's rigid cock pulled out of her sopping twat.
Melina watched eagerly as her husband guided his glistening penis to her own
groin.  She gasped as he nudged it inside her fleshy sex lips and sent it
squirming up inside her.  She moaned loudly as the hard cock meat filled her
pussy, burrowing its way toward her womb.  Then it began to slide back out,
then in, then out, then in.  He began to fuck her.

 "That's better," she cooed, stroking his hips as he settled into a cock
rhythm that grew steadily quicker.  "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist
me."  She could feel her heart racing as his thick penis plunged in and out
of her moist sex.  "All it took was one look at my breasts, and you were
mine again."  She fingered her stiff nipples, which were still wet from
Kasim's kisses.  "You can't stop looking at them, can you?"  With a coy
smile, she sucked her finger as her husband kept staring at her tits and
drilling her pussy.  "Maybe I'll let you have another taste a little bit
later..."  Her wet fingertip rubbed circles around her swollen nipple.  "But
only if you promise...to be a good boy from now on."  She was panting now,
starting to lose herself in the erotic friction of his hard male flesh
rubbing inside her.  "Will you...promise me...?"

 Kasim only grunted as he shoved his cock into her pussy again.  He was
fucking her like an animal now, a lust-crazed animal driven wild by her
words and her body.

 "Yesssss..." she hissed, frowning in agonized pleasure as his rigid penis
worked its erotic spell on her.  "Fuck me...nice and hard..."  She threw her
head back and groaned as he plowed her pussy, again and again.
"Ohhh...yesss...just like that...fuck your wife...fuck your wife..."

 Kasim was happy to obey.  His hands held Melina's hips as he mercilessly
pounded her cunt, making the beautiful woman moan and writhe upon the back
of the miserable slave girl beneath her.  Kasim had greatly enjoyed seducing
the young servant, and he would certainly continue to mate with her - and
with many more women - behind his wife's back.  But he had to admit that
Melina was a fantastic lover, and he took great pleasure in seeing her burst
into orgasm.  He savored the sounds of her helpless moans as his massive
cock continued to sink inside her, as if plugging up a quivering fountain of
hot cream.  As long as he could keep giving her orgasms like this, she would
never leave him.

 They spent the rest of the afternoon having passionate sex with each other.
The slave girl was dismissed, and Melina knew that she would not reappear -
or if she did, she would suffer an unpleasant fate.

 By nightfall, Melina finally told her husband what she had seen while
traveling to the marketplace this morning.  His brother, Ali Baba, had been
wearing new clothes - clothes that he should not have been able to afford.
He had also been eating lunch at a restaurant that he should not have been
able to afford.  As she suspected, Kasim was filled with suspicion upon
hearing this news, and he resolved to learn the secret of his brother's
sudden wealth.


to be continued...


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