[FM] I was an innocent Muslim girl at the time. He took that away from me.

This happened almost four years ago and I feel different about it. I don’t feel as bad as I used to and I do miss him.

I was 19 at the time. My parents had sent me to study abroad in the West whilst I lived with my aunt, uncle and cousins. It was a complete culture shock but the area that my aunt and uncle lived in were comprised of mostly Arab Muslims so I didn’t feel so alone. My aunt was extremely strict and expected me home at a certain time which I always abided by. In fact, I didn’t mind too much as it wasn’t as bad as what I endured back at home. I still dressed the same: a modest dress and my headscarf. My aunt was proud to have a niece who was, as she put it, “obedient” and well-mannered and I had received many marriage proposals from her friends for their son. They were told that my parents preferred I finish my studies first.

My aunt would sometimes be away for several hours to visit her in laws and she took my younger cousins with her. She would let me know the night before so I made sure to take the spare house keys with me when I left for class. I had come home one evening after studying in the library and had been knocking for a while. I called my cousin and she informed me that they were at her grandparents. She told me to just wait for her dad to come home but that wasn’t in two hours or “try one of our neighbours”. I was scared of my uncle and didn’t want to worry or inconvenience him so I just waited. It was absolutely freezing that day and I paced up and down trying to warm myself up.

I watched my neighbour come out to throw the trash out. He was in his early 40s, bearded and very tall. And from Yemen (which I later learned). He rarely spoke to us. Only exchanging a few words with my uncle. I found him a bit odd as he seemed very “strict” and always looked moody. My aunt used to say, “it’s because his wife left him. The man is miserable”. I did feel sorry for him.

He and called out to me in his rough voice asking if I’m okay. I told him I’m locked out and I’m waiting for my uncle to get back. He just nodded his head, told me to keep warm and went back inside. Almost half an hour passed and he called out to me again. “Look, do you want to come inside? It’s so cold and you’ll fall ill”.

I hesitated at first but reluctantly agreed. I walked over and he told me he’ll make tea as it’ll warm me up. I placed my jacket on the coat holder. His house was warm and toasty. He told me to take a seat by the electric heater.

He came in a few minutes later with biscuits and tea. He didn’t sit on the armchair and sat beside me on the sofa which did make me uncomfortable. He opened a conversation and asked me about my studies and my future plans. I asked him about his life. For the first time, he did not seem as intimidating as I had initially thought.

I saw him getting closer the more we spoke until his hands were on my thighs. “Is this okay?” I nervously laughed and told him I need to get going as my uncle is back by 7pm (that was a lie). He said I shouldn’t leave so soon and to just wait. I got up by now. He got up too and quickly grabbed onto me from behind. “I said not yet”. I became really startled and scared. I raised my voice and told him to let go of me and this is inappropriate. He said he won’t let go and he’s been wanting this for a while. Mind you, I stand at 5’1 and he was towering over me and grappling hard. I started crying and he just ignored me as he held me hard with one arm. I was scared to move again and he knew because I stopped resisting. He pulled his trousers down and exposed himself. I had never seen a penis before in person and my heart started beating fast. He moved onto me now and unbuttoned my dress from behind and let it fall. I was only in my bra, leggings and headscarf. “Today, you won’t be a virgin anymore”. I told him, “please, stop. I’m waiting until marriage”. He told me to shut up and he wants my underwear and leggings off. I started crying louder and pleading as he began to do it himself. All my clothing had been taken off apart from my headscarf. I stood there humiliated and ashamed. My arms wrapped around my breasts.

He pulled me down on the sofa with him so I was sat on his lap. He ignored my silent tears as he started caressing my breasts hard. “Shut the fuck up and start sliding your cunt up and down my cock”. I wouldn’t and resisted for a while and he slapped my breasts hard before twisting my nipples. “Do it or I’ll fuck your ass, too”. I started sliding and he groaned into my ears. I felt his penis harden and largen. He was kissing and biting my neck from behind. All I felt was disgust and embarrassment whilst this man violated me. “I can’t wait to take that tight pussy”. I felt like filth knowing something I kept for my future husband will be taken from me. I was so fucking scared and no one could help me.

“Stop crying, you fucking bitch. I’ll give you something good, too”. He made me stand before him as he pulled me off. “I want you to spread your legs and squat over my face. Now. You whore. You’re going to ride my face and feed me. Stop covering your breasts and let go”.

I did as he said. He lay down and I sat myself on his tongue. I started moving my hips up and down. I don’t know why but it started to feel good. His tongue was folded onto my clit as he was moaning into me. I let out a soft, restrained moan too and caught his eyes. I turned red and I felt so ashamed. I could almost feel him smile under my pussy. He had his hands on my ass and was helping me motion. I could hear a squelching, wet noise as he began licking faster and swallowing my cum. My body jolted and I had to pull myself up. He told me to not get up so quickly. “Watch your cunt. See those sticky juices flowing? Let it drip into my mouth”. I watched as he lapped up the string of juices. “You taste so good. Remember how I said I’ll take your pussy, whore? I’m going to take your ass, too. In front of the mirror so I can watch you cry when I destroy you. Upstairs”.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xiltos/fm_i_was_an_innocent_muslim_girl_at_the_time_he