| Hajar - Eldest Wife and Mistress III Warning: If you're under 18 or it is illegal to read this, then don't--go elsewhere. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2011 Penelope, All rights reserved --- Hajar rested in the shade next to the fountain. She had a strong feeling of contentment. As eldest wife had all she needed in material terms, and she was the undisputed Mistress of the household. Karim, her husband was nominally in charge; and though he was clever in his business and made a good deal of money, he rarely interfered with the way she managed things. Had she not chosen pretty young wives for him and had these wives not delivered him many children including two sons? And some lovely daughters too. She recalled the stressful years between the time she had first wed her husband and when he had finally taken a second wife. Hajar had been worse than barren. She had conceived three times: the first two foetuses had miscarried and the third had only survived his birth by a few days. Inshallah (it was God's will) because the boy had been deformed. Her husband had been busy building his business and travelling frequently to France and other parts of Europe. He had surely frequented blonde haired prostitutes during this time. Hajar did not begrudge him - this was a man's prerogative. Perhaps he even amused himself with young men. No matter now! When he was ready to settle down Hajar had found a second wife for him, a dark beauty named Nabilah who had been 15 when she wed him. She was a simple girl from the south of the country near the border of Niger, and she readily accepted Hajar's authority. Nabilah bore him a daughter Siham, now 10 years old and two sons Amin and Hassan. Hajar knew two things about herself. The first is that from a young age she was always horny. The second was that at about the same time she became fixated women's sex organs, beginning with her own. She learned she could obtain pleasure by touching herself in different places between her legs. When she discovered she had another hole besides the ones she pooped and peed from, she was eager to explore. Her hymen proved no barrier to her explorations and she was soon masturbating herself with common household objects such as hairbrush handles and candles. She was equally interested to know if other girls felt the same way when they touched themselves; but this proved a hazardous undertaking in the conservative Moroccan society in which she was raised. When Hajar was 10 she met a schoolteacher who changed her life. This woman's name was Aider Ben Ali. She was well into her sixties when they met. The teacher recognized something in the young girl, and it was not her intelligence. She offered to privately tutor the young girl for free, and her parents willingly accepted this gift. The teacher quickly seduced the young Hajar. As soon as the teacher had her alone, she pulled the young girl's gown up around her waist and thrust her hand inside her underpants, Hajar was completely under her spell. She used her finger to masturbate the girl's vagina and her thumb to stimulate her clitoris. Hajar was soon gasping from her first orgasm at the hands of another woman. From that moment the young girl became the older teachers' pussy slave. She was taught to suck her hairy pussy with its large labial flaps. The woman's body reflected her age. Her breasts were flat and saggy. Her face was wrinkled and she had the trace of a mustache on her upper lip. Her belly was soft and large and nearly covered her crotch. Her pussy hair was grey and her fat thighs dimpled with age and cellulite. Hajar did not care about her teachers looks. She was besotted with her and the discovery of her own sexuality. She was also forced to lick her teachers' ass and learned to love the smell and taste of the older woman's sweaty and ripe smelling hole. Aider taught her how to suck her saggy breasts with their huge oversize nipples for an hour at a time while the teacher masturbated herself. Sometimes Hajar would have her hairless pussy spanked, and other times the teacher would let her cum, using her fingers or licking the juice from the girl's young pussy. Hajar continued to serve teacher until she developed into a woman with full breasts, large hips and an hourglass figure. It was at that point that Miss Ben Ali, as her students called her, lost interest in Hajar and found another younger girl who was willing to please her in all the different ways she could imagine. Sitting by the fountain in the late morning sun Hajar was daydreaming of her old teacher. She could imagine the strong sweaty and musty smell between Miss Ben Ali's legs and she began to become aroused. It was too exposed in the courtyard for her to stroke herself, even surreptitiously, so she got up and went in search of sexual release. As he crossed the courtyard, her sandals made a flip-flapping sound on the terrazzo. She entered a shady doorway which was draped with beaded curtains. As her eyes adjusted to the shadows she recognized Fatema, who was 23 and her husband's third wife and the mother of three daughters, in the kitchen. She was dressed as if she was to go out, which is to say her head was covered with a scarf which bound her hair from view, and in which her long hair was knotted at the back. All she needed to complete the outfit was to add the chador scarf, which is folded over the head and fastened into place with special pins. 'Salaam Aleykum.' Fatema said to her. 'Aleykum Salaam.' Hajar replied. Fatema had been a good wife to her husband, and a fine companion for herself. In fact Hajar had chosen the girl for herself, with her husband's needs only an afterthought. Even now, 15 years later, she congratulated herself on her inspiration. On a hunch Hajar had looked up her old teacher - Miss Ben Ali, hoping that she might be able to pick up one of her cast-offs; and a very well trained young slut in the bargain. After some inquiries she found her old teacher. But the woman was by then in her eighties and well past seducing pre-pubescent schoolgirls. But, as it would happen, her last student had remained with her, and become a teacher herself. The student had also learned how to seduce young girls. The two had a good arrangement, the student was able to live in Miss Ben Ali's house and share her pension. In return she let the old lady use her little pupils from time to time. Fatema had been 13 when Hajar met her at Miss Ben Ali's. She explained to the teacher what she was looking for and was told that indeed, Fatema was getting too old and she had already been looking for a younger replacement. Several thousand dinars changed hands, Hajar was introduced to Fatema's parents and proposed a match with her husband. Given Karim's wealth and reputation, the match was concluded effortlessly. Fatema indeed proved to be a well trained little slut, who seemed to possess no shame, nor limits as to what she would do for her Mistress. A perfect submissive! The main reason she had to pay so much to Miss Ben Ali's partner was that the old lady's plumbing had deteriorated with age, and she was seldom able to reach an orgasm without losing control of her bladder. Which meant a face-full of the old lady's hot piss for Fatema, each time she used her tongue to please Miss Ben Ali. It would not be easy to find such a willing replacement even if Fatema were no longer a young girl. Hence the reason Hajar had to pay dearly. Hajar found that Fatema had proved to be a bargain even at the high price she had to pay. - to be continued - Please email if you have any suggestions or comments. |