Burka and Mary

Sadaam, Burka and Mary

A Tale of Tail with an Explosive Ending

By Izzy Ess de la Grande Vitesse

Sadaam Hussein was living with a Jewish woman and he felt he had the best of both his worlds.  Still, he could not eat a pig or even bacon, which was his favourite.  So he sought out an English Anglican and found for her a nice apartment on the Bosporus where they could set up housekeeping and she could make some pork chops or fry up some bacon.  It was great but our Sadaam was getting tired in his obligatory shuttling back and forth between his two abodes and having to begin to satisfy two women at one time.  It got so bad, he fell asleep one night at his new mistress’ apartment and he slept ‘til dawn, missing breakfast at his big old house in Troy.  His legal wife began to get suspicious that he had another woman and that he was eating pork, because she found some lipstick on his private parts with bacon bits within his pubic hair.  She threw the omelette at his head and barely missed his eyes.  He ducked and asked the matter and she said, “You’ve been unfaithful to me and you’re a pig because I think you’re eating bacon and you’re giving something salty to another woman, who does feed you unclean meat!”  Sadaam denied her allegations and protested at her trying to put out his eyes, so he could not see other women.

His wife recharged her batteries and threw a frying pan right at her Sadaam and she hit the bull’s eye, right between his eyes and he was knocked out cold.  She left him there upon the floor and went out in the streets of Troy just screaming that her husband was an infidel and should be punished.  She screamed his name out loud: “My Sadaam is like an unclean pig!” and “Sadaam and his new mistress are such bad dead meat!” and “Sadaam sucks!”

The English Anglican cute mistress heard the shouting and assumed the crazy woman that was shouting was her master’s wife.  She took to the streets and followed her around the town.  The wife sat down in a sidewalk café and ordered Turkish coffee in a demi-tasse.  The mistress, apparently innocently, sat down beside her and she ordered Turkish coffee in a demi-tasse.  The Anglican thought that Sadaam’s old wife was very much attractive, though her burka and her gauzy dress just covered up the details of her body.  She rightly guessed that Mrs. Hussein was very zaftig and attractive in a very sexy way, perhaps like Salome.  She rightly guessed that the woman sitting next to her was good at belly dancing.  The Englishwoman, Mary Chesterfield, decided to just try to get a better social life in Troy above her duties as a mistress to Hussein.  Mary opened with, “Excuse me, ma’am?  Do you know where I could get lessons in the art of belly dancing?”  Burka Hussein was a little startled by the interruption in her feelings of great rage.  She calmed down a bit and turned to the cute woman by her side and said, “I do not talk to strangers, eh?  My name is Burka, Burka Hussein.”  Our Mary smiled and extended her small, slender hand, “I’m pleased to meet you, Burka.  My name is Mary Chesterfield.”  “I could give you belly dancing lessons, Mary, if you’d like me too.  I wouldn’t charge you anything but perhaps you can teach me about performing sex that might be more interesting to my husband.”  Mary was unsure of how much Burka, the Jewess, knew about her Anglican cute rival.  She decided it would be OK to accept Burka’s offer of an exchange.  “How ‘bout this afternoon?” asked Burka.  Mary said OK and followed Burka to Hussein’s own home.  She entered meekly and could see that it was furnished lavishly.  She relaxed and realized that her Sadaam could treat his women very well.

Burka got her belly-dancer’s harem outfit and retrieved a smaller size for Mary.  The women simply dropped their clothes and donned their harem outfits after some short glimpses of their nakedness.  Both did think that the other woman was real sexy and well-built.  Each had breasts which strained against the bra-like top of the harem outfits.  Each had narrow waists that made their figures quite attractive and quite sexy.  Each had lovely legs that were so similar that they might have been twins had not Mary had blue eyes and lighter skin, while Burka was quite swarthy and had big brown sexy eyes with long black eye-lashes.  Burka had a small disc player and started Mary with a slower melody for swaying and performing belly dancing.  Burka was a good teacher and Mary was a fast learner.  By the end of the afternoon, the ladies were having a ball with very fast wiggling and expert hip and shoulder moves.  They both started smiling with the stimulating body movements and then began to laugh out loud as both of them did pop their bra straps and were topless.  They laughed some more and wiggled out of their harem trousers and became completely naked.  They continued swaying and just having their large breasts just swinging freely as they swayed their hips seductively, and quite dramatically.

Sadaam Hussein came home and dropped his clothes.  He’d danced with Burka many times before.  He stood between the women and he swung his big erection with the music.  While Ms. Mary held his penis, Burka punched him in the nose and flattened him.  When he sat up, Burka held his shoulders down and Mary kicked him fiercely in the nuts.  Sadaam screamed out in pain and then his Burka hit him with a frying pan and knocked him out.  The ladies laughed and pushed his limpid penis and his flaccid body to the side, so they could do some more of the quite naked belly dancing.  When the music stopped, Burka opened wide her arms and took her new friend, Mary, to her breasts and hugged her very fiercely.  Then she grabbed her hand and led her to the master bedroom where she lay upon the bed, thighs quite parted and her knees uplifted.  Mary knew exactly what to do because she’d done it many ties when she had lived in Birmingham.  She hopped between the gorgeos thighs that Burka had and bent her head to lick her private parts.  Burka moaned and squealed and started having one of many spasms in her inner private parts.  Burka whispered, “Mary!  You can do that licking with your big strong tongue, just any time you’d like.  And, if you’d like, I’d like to do the same for you!”  mary lifted up her head and said, “It’s my turn now, my dear.  Let me change positions with you and you can show me your big tongue and your ability to lick my little private parts.”  Indeed, our Mary had a smaller thingy and two smaller lower lips than Burka had, but, nonetheless, they were quite responsive to the licking that our Burka did with her big muscular long tongue.  In fact, our Burka could reach into Mary’s honeypot and lick her G-spot which set off our Mary with a bang, and then another banging orgasm and ten more after that.

Neither woman noticed Sadaam coming through the bedroom door.  Without a sound he mounted Burka from the rear and pushed his giant penis in as far as it would go.  And then he imitated a car piston and he drove his penis with a force that Burka had not felt before.  Sadaam was pistoning like a racing car and Burka almost fainted with an hundred spasms that were wonderful.  Finally, Sadaam gave one hard push and he exploded with an ecstasy that he had never felt before.  Mary started laughing and remarked that Burka may have gotten what she’d bargained for.  Now she knew a little clearer what her hasband really wanted!  The trio separated and Sadaam lay on his back between them, cuddling both his women, warmly and affectionately.  Exhausted, they just fell asleep.

At 3:00 am, they all awoke and felt a little hungry.  Burka whipped up some scrambled eggs and found some bacon she’d been hiding and fried it up.  The Turkish coffee was delicious and they all sat naked so enjoying all the food and loving feelings that abounded.  Burka spoke up first.  “You idiot, Sadaam, whey didn’t you ever tell me that you preferred the back door to my front door, darling?”  Sadaam was sheepish as he said, “I thought it would displease you as you might consider back door screwing as unclean.  I guess that I was wrong.”  Mary asked, “Does that mean that you won’t require all my talents any more.  Both Sadaam and Burka spoke right up: “It was you, dear Mary that has opened up my eyes.  Please stay with us and we will have a royal balling each and every night!”  Mary laughed.  “I’d be happy to accommodate the both of you but I would like some back door action, too!”  It was Burka’s time to laugh.  She said, “Of course, dear Mary.  I’d be happy to give you this dodo for your turn with back door screwing.  Do you want to have some now?”  Mary jumped right up and leaned across the table offering her derriere to old Sadaam.  Sadaam had been re-loading and he gave his all to Mary right in front of Burka who assisted them.  The table did collapse with all the hard vibrations and they all fell to the floor.  They laughed and moved their wonderful activities to the master bedroom.  A ball was had by all!

The trio made a trip to Mary’s apartment and they moved all her stuff to Sadaam’s big house.  There was an extra bedroom for all of Mary’s stuff while everyone assumed that they would all sleep together in the master bedroom on the kin-sized bed.  And, their assumption was correct.  For forty days and forty nights, the trio practiced back door sex with Sadaam’s growing penis and the very attractive ladies with the wonderful private parts and shapely legs and substantial breasts.  As foreplay, often, they would belly-dance completely naked and display there charms.  On the forty-first day, it was a Tuesday, Mary and her Burka took their oversized bags and sallied forth into the market place to buy fresh food.  Sadaam had budgeted their food expenses and they had some cash left over for a Turkish coffee in a demi-tasse.  The earth rumbled under them.  A huge explosion had occurred.  The Police and Firemen ran toward Hussein’s big house and so did Burka and her new friend Mary.  The house had been reduced to rubble.  Although there were a pile of body parts, Sadaam Hussein could never be identified and was presumed dead.  He would have been exhausted by his women’s strong demands and would have slept ‘til noon, until his ladies would come back for lunch, loaded down with groceries and good fresh food.

Rumour had it that it was a suicide by someone armed with bombs around his waste.  He was also not identifiable.   The truth was that it was the American Armed Forces that had recently attacked Baghdad and all of the country of Iraq searching for Sadaam Hussein.  An intelligence report from Troy had identified Sadaam Hussein, our Sadaam Hussein who was hard-servicing two women, voluntarily.  The Americans realized that Sadaam Hussein was, indeed, a common name and that “our” Sadaam was not “the” Sadaam Hussein for whom they were searching.  The Americans had kept it secret so as not to look foolish and mistaken.  Burka and Mary decided that the better part of valour would entail them emigrating very soon.  They moved to Birmingham where Mary had connections which allowed them to find an apartment quickly.  They had no furniture or clothing to be moved since most of it had blown up.  Burka and Mary married and lived happily ever after in Birmingham, Great Britain.

The End

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

October 15, 2013