Forbidden Desire 8

Meeting refugees Priya and her 11 year old daughter

I received the text just before bed time, Mark had already fallen asleep and I had just been watching him look so peaceful on the pillow next to mine. The feel of his cock still fresh in my mind and body, some of his cum leaking into my panties. Mary needed me to come to her house in the morning for something important. I had personal days to use at work, so I texted my boss that I needed to use one. I had not missed a day in three years so he was fine with me missing work.

The next morning I woke up early to get ready. Rachel had told me that Mary liked people to look their absolute best for meetings. I chose a knee length skirt and blouse to wear and paired it with one of my favorite pairs of heels. After dropping Mark off at school, I made the drive to Mary’s house, the size and beauty of her house always impressed me.

Jamie opened the door and greeted me with a hug, my mind flashed back to the day her and I had enjoyed each other’s body’s and pussys for her mom and Rachel to see on camera. Jamie led me to the back den area. Mary stood from the couch and thanked Jamie. Mary greeted me with a hug, God i wished that I had been blessed with breasts as nice and large as hers. She had on her usual knee length dress that fit her body tight, the plunging neckline displayed her ample cleavage nicely. On the couch sat a young girl and a woman, their heads covered, both wearing ankle length dresses, the middle eastern mom and daughter gave me a smile when Mary introduced us

“Sarah, this us Rukhsana and her mother Priya. They are refugees that the church has taken in” Mary gestured to each as she said their name

“It’s nice to meet you” I said as Mary and I took a seat on the second couch. Jamie brought in a cup of coffee for me

“It’s nice to meet you too” Priya’s accent was strong. The girl only smiled, obviously shy. She had no make up on and had an innocent beauty about her.

Mary gave me a brief history on the mother and daughter. How Priyas husband had been killed by terrorists. How Priya had endured years of rape at the hands of the terrorists, and they had managed to get put of the country before the dame could happen to Rukhsana. I could see both ladies were upset hearing the description.

“Priya and Rukhsana would love to become American citizens and to embrace our lifestyle. So, I thought it would be great if you took Rukhsana out today, showed her around, buy her some new clothes and maybe get her a mani pedi and makeover. I will take Priya out to do the same”

“That sounds like fun doesn’t it?” I looked at Rukhsana, who smiled ans nodded

Mary handed me a credit card with her name on it, the address of her hair stylist ans nail salon, and another address that we were supposed to go to at 3 pm. Rukhsana hugged her mom and Mary and walked with me out of the house.

The girl was soft spoken, only speaking when I asked her questions. She was 11 years old, loved writing and reading, and had recently discovered YouTube on the hotel computer. As she warmed up to me, our conversation flowed more freely, every chance I could, I looked at the girl and was amazed at her pure beauty. As we pulled into the mall parking lot, she was hesitant about getting out of the car

“People will look at me funny” She said, on the verge of tears “is it okay if I take off my hijab?” Her hand by there head

“Of course” I replied and patted her leg

When she removed it, I saw the most beautiful black hair. Rukhsana smiled when she saw my look of approval. She adjusted her hair with her hands, letting it rest over her shoulders. When we entered the mall, a first for her, I saw her eyes light up and a smile came to her face. It took two or three stores before she was ready to try something on. I picked out a somewhat shirt skirt and a tshirt for her and sent her to a fitting room.

My pussy instantly tingled and I felt a little dampness in my panties when she emerged in the outfit. Her caramel complexion legs were perfect, her petite body was so perfect, I noticed little nub breasts pushing against the fabric of her tshirt. Her curly black hair laying over her shoulders framing her gorgeous face. Her smile was glowing as she stood there.

Rukhsana modeled a bunch of looks ans we left the store with her dressed in the tshirt, skirt, and tennis shoes that she had worn first, she carried two bags, I carried two. Mary had said no limit on spending, a shopping spree it was. When we finally left the mall, we made the first visit to McDonalds of her life. All that ran through my mind were thoughts of what she might look like naked, she had to be just as perfect under those clothes.

At 2:30 we had finished our day together, Rukhsana kept admiring her freshly painted nails and had studied her new look with make up on, smiling proudly. The shy girl was gone. With time before we went to the address Mary gave me, we sat in the car to talk

“Can I tell you the real reason that mom and I had to leave our country?”

“Of course, you can tell me anything sweetie” I replied, I could see the emotion in her eyes

“In my country, girls are only supposed to like and marry males. I didn’t have feelings like that for boys”

“You liked girls?” I asked, she nodded “it’s okay, we accept that here”

“I know, I had a friend that I was very close with, we had feelings and were going to kiss for the first time when mom said we had to leave the country”

“So you never had a first kiss?”

She lowered her head and shook her head no slowly. I saw her chest heave as she took a deep breath “I really wanted to kiss another girl. It’s all that I think about”

“Rukhsana, you’re a beautiful girl, I like girls too. I know I’m a lot older than you but I can give you that first kiss if you like”

Rukhsana lifted her head and looked at me, there was a long few moments before she smiled and nodded “we just can’t tell my mom”

“It’s our secret” I said and reached to her, caressing her cheek with my thumb.

My fingers moved behind her head and gently pulled her toward me. Our eyes were open until just before our lips met. Rukhsana had the softest lips, the softest kiss. For a few minutes we just lip kissed. My hand moved to her chin and I gently lowered her jaw, opening her mouth for my tongue. Her arms wrapped around me as we French kissed. She was a quick learner, her kiss was so good that I felt myself get wetter.

I moved my hand up her belly and let me hand gently rub her nub breast. Rukhsana pulled from the kiss and looked at my hand. She moved one hand fron behind me until she was cupping my breast. As I caressed hers, she mimicked the movements on mine. We started to kiss again, I was so happy I had tinted windows and parked somewhere without much foot traffic. I slid my hand under her shirt and up to her training bra. I lifted the cup and felt her tiny breast against my hand. Her hand moved under my shirt, my free hand lifted the cups of my bra

“Do you like this?” I asked as we caught our breath, Rukhsana nodded as she bit her lower lip. I began kissing her neck. A soft moan escaped her lips.

I had to go further, my hand moved down her belly, over the fabric of her skirt, her hand following what mine did. As I slid my hand up her thigh, she parted her legs slightly. Her small hand on my thigh, I parted mine. I reached her panties and slid my hand inside. Her 11 year old pussy felt so good on my fingers, her pussy grew wet on my fingers. Her little fingers entered my panties and I let put a moan, she was so perfect and we were sharing a perfect moment. Our fingers rubbed each others pussys as we resumed kissing. I was racing toward an orgasm when the phone chimed

“We are here, where are you?” I read Mary’s text with one hand as I continued rubbing Rukhsanas pussy with the other

“Will be there soon” I replied and sighed a frustrated sigh

“Is everything okay?” Rukhsana asked

“Yeah, it’s fine, but we have to go meet your mom and Mary”

Rukhsana looked disappointed as she pulled her hand from my panties ans I pulled mine from hers. We adjusted our bras and shared one more light kiss.

A few minutes later we were parking in the garage of a downtown apartment complex. One of the places I drove by but knew I could never afford. We entered off the street and the doorman used a key card to open the elevator for us. We rode up to nearly the top floor alone, sharing yet another kiss before the doors opened. Walking down the hall, we saw a door open and looked in.

Mary and Priya stood inside the furnished apartment that overlooked the city. Priya wore a form fitting dress and high heels. Her hair curly just like Rukhsanas. She looked stunning in the outfit and make up. Mother and daughter beamed with joy when they saw each other and hugged. I Gabe Priya a hug, God she was hot

“This is a three bedroom suite that the church is renting to give you a safe home to live in, and I have arranged for you to work at the law firm that Rachel and Sarah work at” Mary explained

“Three bedrooms?” Priya asked “but there’s only two of us”

Mary gestured for us all to sit down, I hadn’t known her long, but somehow knew she always had a plan for everything. She had a look on her face like she was trying to figure out how to say it

“You want to become a citizen quickly right?” Mary looked at Priya

“Yes” She replied with a smile

“The quickest way is for you to marry a citizen. That is why Sarah and her son Mark are moving in here too”

“Wait, we are what?” I asked, the surprise news hitting me like a freight train

“You’ll live here, help Priya and Rukhsana adjust to life here and Priya will become your wife” Mary looked at me seriously. I had never imagined marrying a woman

“Miss Mary” Priya got her attention “it’s wrong for a woman to marry a woman, I don’t know if I can do that”

“Just trust me, it’s the fastest way, and the men in this city are horrible”

“How will I know if I even like women like that?” Priya asked, still looking shocked

“I guess that you will find out as you live together and share a bed. Remember, we are giving you a safe place to live and a chance to become citizens. Trust me”

Mary got up to leave the three of us, Priya and I both still in shock over the arrangement. I caught a glimpse of Rukhsana, who was smiling, maybe we would get to further explore what had started in the car less than an hour earlier. As Mary got to the doorway, she stopped at turned

“I almost forgot” She pulled out two cell phones, handing one to Priya and one to Rukhsana, both beamed with joy at having their first phones. Then she closed the door as she left.

“Well, that was unexpected” I chuckled “I have to go make sure my son got home from school okay, is it okay if we come back later and get to know each other, maybe try sleeping in the same bed?”

“I guess if we are going to have to get married then we should” Priya replied not sounding very enthused. Inside I was excited at the thought of sharing a bed with this middle eastern goddess before me, and being under the same roof as her irresistible daughter.

“I promise, it will be okay, we will get used to it” I hugged Priya and then Rukhsana

With a key in hand and a key card for the elevator, I exited the apartment to go home ans break the news to Mark, that he would have a gorgeous step sister his age and a gorgeous step mom as well. As I drove home, my mind raced with thoughts of how I could seduce Priya, or how I could be alone with Rukhsana to finish what we had started in the car.

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