In the heart of the ancient city of Istanbul, a middle eastern brunette woman named Zara lived a life of luxury as the favored concubine of the wealthy sultan. With long, flowing hair as dark as the night and a body that could make any man’s heart race, Zara was the epitome of desire. Her full breasts were the perfect size, firm and perky, with nipples that hardened at the slightest touch.
One day, the sultan grew bored with his harem of women and decided to take a trip to the markets to find a new plaything. Zara, feeling neglected and eager to remind the sultan of her charms, decided to take matters into her own hands. She slipped out of the palace and made her way to the markets, determined to find a way to seduce the sultan once again.
As she wandered through the crowded streets, Zara’s eyes landed on a handsome young merchant named Karim. He was tall and muscular, with piercing black eyes that seemed to see straight into her soul. Zara felt a stirring in her loins as she approached him, her heart pounding in her chest.
“Greetings, my lord,” Zara said, her voice husky and seductive. “I am Zara, a servant of the sultan. I have come to the markets to find something to please him.”
Karim’s eyes raked over Zara’s body, taking in her full breasts and long legs. He felt a surge of desire course through him, and he knew in that moment that he had to have her.
“I have just the thing,” Karim said, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “Follow me.”
Zara followed Karim through the crowded streets, her heart racing with anticipation. When they reached a secluded alleyway, Karim turned to face her, his eyes dark with desire.
“Take off your clothes,” he commanded, his voice low and husky.
Zara hesitated for a moment, but the fire in Karim’s eyes was too much to resist. She slowly began to undress, her long hair cascading down her back as she revealed her perfect breasts and smooth skin.
Karim’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Zara’s naked body. He reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her hard nipples. Zara moaned with pleasure, her body responding to Karim’s touch.
Karim’s hands roamed over Zara’s body, exploring every inch of her smooth skin. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth as she moaned with pleasure.
Zara’s hands roamed over Karim’s body, feeling the hard muscles beneath his clothes. She reached down and rubbed his cock through his pants, feeling it grow hard and thick in her hand.
Karim growled with pleasure as Zara stroked his cock. He reached down and pulled her panties aside, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clench around him.
“Fuck me,” Zara begged, her voice husky with desire. “I need you inside me.”
Karim didn’t need to be asked twice. He pulled off his pants and positioned himself at Zara’s entrance, his cock hard and throbbing. He thrust inside her, filling her completely.
Zara moaned with pleasure as Karim began to thrust inside her. He pounded her hard, his balls slapping against her ass as she cried out with pleasure.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Zara chanted, her voice growing louder as she reached her peak. “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming.”
Karim groaned as Zara’s pussy clenched around him, her orgasm triggering his own. He filled her with his cum, his body shuddering with pleasure.
Zara collapsed against Karim, her body spent and satisfied. She knew that she had succeeded in her mission to seduce the sultan, but for now, she was content to bask in the afterglow of her encounter with Karim.
The end.
