So yes I wrote this story on a different account about a week ago but deleted it due to a weird threat I thought was real. So here’s a shortened story of how I met my current fuck buddy. Who happens to be 13 years older than me… and arab Muslim .
I would regularly go into my local Arabic grocery store and be in awe at the lady in the front. She typically dressed modestly with a hijab but you could tell she had a rocking body. She definitely looked like a mother and a little older but definitely looked fantastic for her age . Even for a older woman. She had a slimmer waist but the bumps necessary to make a woman sexy. And she was just that to me. Sexy. Everytime I went in there I gladly flirted with her. Sometimes getting side eyed by the other customers or employees being white. I began feeling uncomfortable so I began to dial back a bit. But she soon noticed this. Asking me one day playfully “what happened to your confidence young man” she said with a snicker.
Seeing that she happily remembered who I was I began flirting again. More discreetly however. Then one day after I left one day I received a DM a few hours later. It was her. Let’s call her “Ishtar” . We began talking all night long . Nothing dirty to begin with really. We talked about our personal lives mainly. She told me she was married and had 4 children . She was born in America despite being Arab and her husband was born overseas so their mindsets were different and they didn’t really get along. I then asked why she messaged me and she admitted she was really just bored and thought I was cute. She said she doesn’t get a ton of attention at home from her husband and that she had never cheated or anything.
Then I asked her if she was ready to cheat. She admitted that she had been attracted to me for a little while and often fantasized about me when she was home. I told her my fantasies of her and that sparked the conversation in another direction . We began complimenting each other and I soon sent her a picture of me shirtless. She then sent me a picture of her with her top off wearing a bra. Despite pushing out 4 kids, she still had a nice smooth body. Her boobs were also a pretty big size. She then took off her pants and revealed the fat ass I knew was always there. We began sexting through the night and I busted at least 2 nuts to her as we did so.
The next morning I woke up to a picture from her on her floor naked with her legs opened captioned something along the lines of “would you enter me”? And damn. I would. I sent her a picture of my thick cock and she told me how badly she wanted to put it inside her mouth while she rubs my thighs. I offered her to come to my place later in the week and she agreed.
So on Saturday. She came to my place. I opened the door and allowed her to walk in. She wore a tighter shirt than usual with tight jeans and still her hijab. Makeup done. I let her walk in front of me so I could glance at her ass. She walked in and looked around a bit. Naturally I grabbed her hips and kissed her cheek. Now she wasn’t much shorter than . I’m about 5’11 and she’s a staggering 5’8 ish. Her skin was a bit darker than mine tho as I’m pretty damn pale and she has a tint of brown.
Within a few minutes of us talking on the couch she was on my lap and with our lips locked. My hands gripping her fat ass and my 7 inch dick poking her through my pants. We made out for awhile. I wasn’t in a rush to have sex. It felt good twirling our tongues together in our very unlikely meeting. I eventually ran my hands up her shirt and began feeling her body. She began moaning in my mouth as I felt her different body parts. She let me know she hasn’t had sex in awhile, and probably even longer since her body was cherished. So she was absolutely loving it.
I pulled away “let’s go to the bedroom” I said. She nodded and stood up. I took her hand and walked her to the bedroom. I began unbuckling my belt and pulling down my pants while she watched. I got down to my underwear . “Can you do the rest” I asked. She nodded and got down to her knees. She slowly pulled down my pants till my dick practically flung out and nearly smacked her in the face. She grabbed it and stroked it slowly. “It’s bigger in person” . She said. Fully clothed she put my entire cock in her warm mouth and put my hands on her head while she sucked it slowly. Enjoying the thick girth of my white cock inside her mouth. Using her tongue to lick. Sucking my balls like she cared. She did it all.
She would take my balls in her mouth and look up at me. Would lick my dick and continued looking me in the eyes with her beautiful brown eyes. She kissed it. Sucked it. She loved my dick. She choked on it . Gagged on it and much more.
Eventually I stood her up and told her to start taking off her clothes. She got down to nothing. Laid on the bed where I ate her out too. Then I stood up and rubbed my dick. Preparing to pound her. She looked at me breathing heavy with her arms behind her head. “Are you ready” I asked. She nodded. I laid on top of her and placed my hands on her thighs. And asked . “Should I take it easy” I asked with a smirk. And she shook her head no. “I’m not cheating on my husband so you can take it easy” she said back with a smile.
I then proceeded to unapologetically fuck the shit out of her. Thrusting all 7 inches balls deep inside her brown cunt. She moaned loudly and told me she loved it the entire way. I fucked her many different ways. Missionary. Doggy style while yanking her beautiful black hair. And ended her in the mating press flushing my cock deep inside her as far as I could go till I dropped a fat load deep inside her. (I’m able to cum inside her since I had a vasectomy done)
After we were done we laid there. Sweaty and exhausted. We had fucked for a good 45 minutes. She eventually turned and said to me “I never planned on cheating on my husband.” Then proceeded to ask me if she should feel guilty. I told her she shouldn’t since her husband hadn’t touched her in months but I could tell the guilt was getting to her. She admitted that this would be a one time thing and we’d probably have to stop seeing each other completely. And couldn’t talk even as friends since she was still deeply attracted to me. I didn’t fight it, I pretty much expected this to happen since she was married and had children.
She left after a little while of us cuddling and talking naked and we hadn’t talked in weeks to that point. I still went to the grocery store to make things not abnormal and she still greeted me like any other time. This time, the day of fun we had in the back of both of our minds with everyone around us oblivious.
After a few weeks and me thinking it was over however, I received a picture. It was Ishtar, shirtless asking me if I was free tm cause she needed to relieve stress. I wasn’t free. But I canceled my plans on the spot.
Then next day I fucked her brains out again. Only this time there was no guilt afterwards. And over a year later, I am still very happily pounding this married Muslim woman with no restraint and no guilt or strings attached.
Are there any feelings involved? Maybe. But that’s a problem for another day
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wdj4wk/i_m24_fucked_a_married_muslim_woman_f37_once_she