Little bit of disclaimer:
First and foremost. I got consent to post some of these confessions/stories. She is completely aware as long as we use anonymous and fake names. Secondly. I’m in the mood to post these cause she is currently observing Ramadan so I’m seeing her a lot less often.
Onto the good part
At the time of this story I was 25. I met Sara a couple of years ago through mutual friends. She’s related to a good friend of mine who invited me over to his graduation for college . I saw her for the first time there and even met her husband . We chatted a bit as I was being introduced to the fam but I was completely infatuated from the jump.
She was 31 at the time and despite wearing the hijab stunningly beautiful. I could tell she was thick in the right places yeah not thick in others. From the first moment I saw her I immediately thought about all the things I’d do with her. As a matter of fact seeing her made me go extra wild on my girlfriend at the time when I saw her that night.
A few months went by and my girlfriend and I split and I saw Sara one day at the store. I didn’t know if she’d recognize me but I said hello anyways and her eyes lit up with a big smile. I immediately felt a connection as we stood there and talked for a few moments . She got a call and said she had to go and that was that, but said I should “come by and join the family again” sometime and called me the token white guy family member. We both laughed and went our separate ways.
Later that night I was playing video games online with the same family member that introduced us until my phone went off. It was a request from her on social media. I immediately made up an excuse saying I had to go and read the message and it said something like “sorry for being in a rush earlier I had gotten a call from my husband”
I brushed it off with a comment and a remark how she could buy me a coffee to make up for it . I honestly wasn’t expecting her to, but she agreed.
As the days went on we made no plans for a coffee date but we dmed day and night getting to know each other. She didn’t need to say it but I was absolutely certain her husband had no idea. She told me how he was the only guy she’d been with and other personal details. As time went on flirtation began to fly from both ends . And the tension was absolutely clear. So I shot my shot and invited her over.
To my surprise she agreed and said she could bring over some food she cooked and we could hangout and talk as friends , but nothing more. And that we couldn’t even touch.
When she came we didn’t even eat by the time we were on my couch passionately making out. My hands on her big ass and her hands running between my arms and face.
It all honestly was a blur. The next thing I knew we were in my room and she was nearly naked with only her underwear on and my cock down her throat. She even removed the hijab.
After some time she was on her back and I was giving her the roughest pounding I could give. I wasn’t sure if this was a one time opportunity and I wanted to use it properly if it was. By the time I had fucked her in about 6 different positions and had, her in doggy,I flipped her around and sprayed my cum all over her face and chest.
After that we ate the dinner she prepped and went and talked as friends. And from there she has become my amazing married Arab Muslim fuck buddy.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12b5zz9/im_m27_fucking_a_married_arab_muslim_hijabi_f31_mf