How I (M23) fucked a married Muslim hijabi mom (f37) into oblivion (LONG TRUE STORY)

Things had been starting to get back to normal. Due to COVID I haven’t been getting around to girls as much. I was 23 living by myself working at home so I didn’t have a ton of social things going on especially with women.

I wouldn’t say im a bad looking dude. I’m fit and am a decent build. I’m also just under 5’10 .

A new Arabic store had just opened up. They were a grocery store that also served the best food. I loved Arabic food and instantly became a regular. The Arab women in there were also beautiful. The young girls were nice but I had a strange attraction to the older cashier (who ended up being 37)

She was taller than me by a bit. Id say just at 5’10 . Not much taller than me . She wore a headscarf (or hijab) Her physique was what I admired though. Even with loose clothing’s you could see her absolutely humongous tits and ginormous ass. She looked like a mom. she wasn’t fat or even chubby but she wasn’t skinny either . I estimated her bra size had to be no exaggeration an F size. I was in love.

I’d go in all the time and try to make small talk. Watching her take my credit card with her olive skin hands was so sexy to me even though everything else was covered up except her face. I knew I stood no shot but I always imagined her with those same very hands running down my body pleasing me.

As time went on and I was more of a regular she began making small talk to me and once even glanced at my name on my credit card. I didn’t think anything of it however. Till a few hours later I received a request on Instagram . She only had 17 followers so I was cautious at first. Maybe it was one of her Arab friends or husband trying to play a trick or test me .

I messaged her with caution asking her if I knew her. She then instantly began joking. “Well I hope you would I catch you checking out my ass all the time” my face kinda shrieked. Whoops. Was I really that obvious ? She then instantly followed up with “I’m just messing with you, I mean yes I catch you checking my ass out all the time ” she sent with a laughing emoji. I instantly apologized “sorry I didn’t realize I was making it that obvious… I’ll stop and it won’t happen again” she then replied to my surprise “don’t be, it’s all in good sport. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t checked you out too.” I was shocked and couldn’t believe my eyes to what I was reading.

We began talking over the next few days getting to know each other. She had revealed to me she had a husband and 2 kids. As things went even further we began flirting. I would compliment her ass or body in general and she seemed to love it a lot. It was clear she didn’t get enough attention at home and while I felt sorry I was happy to provide it. I enjoyed the flirting but tried to tread lightly. Until one day she asked.

“How big are you” I knew what she was asking but I played dumb just in case “ I’m
About 5’9 and a half” she then sent me another message saying “don’t play stupid” I was in love with this girl. She was straight to the point and so open. “Idk if that’s appropriate do you think”? She then followed up with another remark “oh yeah but telling me you’d love me to sit on your face is super appropriate ” . I kind of laughed and so I went for the balsy move. I sent her a picture of my dick.

“What do you think”? I said. She replied with a picture of her ass in spandex “I’m thinking about giving you access” she replied. It was the first time I had seen her skin other than her hands or face. I then proceeded to tell her that I wanted to fuck her and that we needed to make it happen. “You live alone “ she asked. And I did.

The day of I woke up super excited. I hadn’t fucked in months and now I wasn’t fucking any girl. It was a real woman that I had been eyeing for awhile. One that I believed was a fantasy.

However I woke up to a text. It was a long text of her apologizing saying she couldn’t do it. Saying it was wrong ask how she felt sorry if she felt like she led me on but she couldn’t cheat. I tried to plea with her then even said “look let’s just hangout. I like being friends with you cause you’re actually funny and I won’t try anything”

I was desperate to get her over and she agreed. She said we would just hangout but made me promise we wouldn’t do anything. I promised. But I still needed some action.

Around 1 there was a knock on the door and I opened up my condo door. There she was she was wearing a button up shirt that was a bit tighter than what she usually wore and some tight jeans. She looked extremely nervous. “Can I please hurry in nobody can see me” I stepped aside and let her in. She walked past me and the first thing I did was glance at her ass. At least I thought it was a glance. She turned around and said with a smirk “wow you said you wouldn’t try nothing and you’re still gonna look at my ass” I replied “ sorry”

We began talking in the living room just shooting the shit like a couple of friends. I honestly forgot for a brief moment that I wanted to have sex with her cause the conversation was going so well. As time went on she began telling me about how she had to use an excuse to get out of the house and someone to watch the kids. She really wanted to meet up but felt guilty even though her husband showed her no affection. “If he showed me more of it I wouldn’t even be here” she said.

“Well you deserve a guy who couldn’t keep their hands off you. She then shot me a bit of a look “don’t try anything” she said with a laugh. We then put on a movie but talked through it. I’m not sure how it happened but we eventually were sitting next to each other on the couch side by side. We connected over conversation for almost 2 hours.

A moment of silence came. She began looking at the movie. I believe it was zombieland. I then reached over and went for it.

I put my hand on her thigh and without looking she did the same. I then looked at her and she looked at me “well you have a vulnerable woman you’ve been staring at for months right on your couch. What’re you gonna do” she said softly. I reached in and began kissing her. And there we were making out on my couch.

It felt weird making out with a girl with her hijab on. However I wasn’t gonna let it stop me. She sat on my lap and I violently grabbed her ass. Kissing turned into tongue action. I could tell she was a bit inexperienced despite being married. But it was still extremely sexy.

Then on the couch she began unwrapping her hijab. I knew what that meant. She was mine. She had long black hair. “Yanno my bed is extremely comfortable if you wanna try it out.” She then smirked while unbuttoning her shirt “yes I want you to fuck me.” She took off her shirt and left it on the couch revealing more of her olive toned skin We walked into my room with her in her bra. It was black and now I was sure her bra size was at least an F. To match I took off my shirt.

She came to me and began kissing my chest. Then my stomach and was on her knees. She began unbuckling my belt and lowered my pants. Then with the very same hands I dreamed about she began rubbing my thighs. “Take it out” I said. She looked up and smirked. She slowly lowered my shirts till my nearly 8 inch cock nearly slapped her face. She instantly put it in her hands. “Wow” she said softly. “Is it bigger than your husbands” I was sure that it was, as she was thoroughly impressed, but she looked up and gave me a look “I’m not gonna answer that” right after she said that I grabbed her head with my hands and lowered her face back to my cock and pushed it in her mouth. She showed no resistance.

Her mouth was so warm and indescribable. I could tell she had never had a dick this big cause she was struggling at first but caught on. Not deepthroat caught on but she was putting most of it in her mouth within a few minutes. She was thoroughly enjoying it. I could tell. She even took time to lick and suck my balls inbetween. I was ready to cum but I thought “no, I didn’t work this hard to not fuck her.”

I grabbed her head and pulled her out. I directed her to the bed and laid her down where he feet hung off a bit. I then began kissing her and lowered her bra down to suck on her tits. Her nipples were so perfect and round. They weren’t too big and weren’t to small. But bigger than usual due to her huge tits. I then began licking her body and she moaned “I’ve never been loved like this.”

I then got to her jeans and unbuttoned them. Without hesitation I began ripping them off of her and she gasped. Black underwear to match her black bra. I then remembered back fo a conversation we had the night before about how she told me she had never been eaten out. It was my duty and pleasure. I pulled her underwear off and spread her legs far and drove my head with my tongue out. She shrieked and let out a squeal. I began licking her juicy pussy. It was the best pussy I ever tasted in my life and she couldn’t stay still. I had to hold her down. I devoured it for a few minutes and her legs shook and she yelled loud as fuck. I could tell she came.

I then got up and wiped my face. “That was amazing” she said with her eyes closed. With no hesitation I spit on my dick “hopefully this is good for you too” I then with no warning split her pussy with my white cock. It was nice in contrast to her brownish/olive skin. She opened her mouth wide “ohhhh fuck” I knew this was her biggest but I pounded away like I was never going to get this opportunity ever again. After a few minutes I flipped her around into doggy style and put her face down. I then drilled her there for a few minutes while she screamed for more while she was in pain. I could tell she was having a rough time. But the time of her life.

Once I was ready to cum I flipped her over and squatted above her. I let out every drop of cum I right onto her beautiful face. I stood up and grabbed her a towel and she wiped her face. We cuddled for a bit and talked about it laughing. Her head on my chest the whole time. Big smile and tits pushed against my chest. “You know we have to stop talking right” she said. I tried to plead but I didn’t really have a case “this was amazing, and even if we stay friends we’re not gonna be able to restrain ourselves. You know that. And I have a family. This was amazing but I’m sorry” she kissed me on the cheek and began getting dressed. As she got dressed I watched her the entire time. With everything on except her bra and her shirt she walked to the living room. Then walked in a moment later fully dressed back in her hijab . “I’m gonna go now. Thank you for this amazing time. I’ll never forget it” she came over and kissed me one more and left.

I laid in bed the next couple hours digesting it all. Bittersweet. I got what I wanted but it was over.

I didn’t go back to the Arabic store for a little while . It felt awkward. Until one day I was really craving it and just hoped she wasn’t there. But she was. I went in and ordered the food. She bagged it up but I noticed her write something and slip it in the bag as I was ready to pay but she stopped me “this ones on the house” she smiled. I said thank you and walked out.

When I got home I opened the note. “I’d love to talk about things with you so there’s no hard feelings. Please meet me at my house at 8 o’clock. This Friday So we may talk”

The note had the address and I debated going. But something told me to go anyways. I rung her doorbell. It was only her car and she opened the door with a smile. It smelled good in her house.

“Come in.” She said. She was cooking and had the table set up for two. “Sorry if this is weird my husband is out of town and took the kids for a few days and I wanted to talk things out in person. I’m Super glad you came.”

She was wearing her hijab so I actually thought maybe she wanted to clear the air. She apologized for leaving me hanging dry and apologized if it felt like she used me. “No worries. I had a great time and I understand the situation. You’re married” I said.

She smiled “thank you but I wasn’t in the right state of mind. I was filled with guilt and made a brash move sleeping with you… do you by any chance have the picture of me in spandex I sent to you still”? I felt the need to be honest. “Yeah I do. I’m sorry I promise I didn’t show it to anyone” she replied “that’s fine I understand. But can you please delete it”

I deleted it on the spot. And she smiled when I did “thank you. I now know you’re a trustworthy and honest person.” She said but she continued “but last time. It was amazing. I don’t know how to describe it. I had only slept with my husband before and you showed more love than him in those moments. He usually just wants to cum and finish. Doesn’t really care if I do”

I paused “what’re you saying” she smiled “I’m saying, once you’re finished eating I would love to try sitting on your face… and feel free spending the night here as well” she smirked.

So for that entire weekend I fucked her . We spent the entire weekend together. Between pounding for her and her actually pampering me it felt amazing. It felt amazing. Being catered to just to pound this woman felt like something you had to pay for.

And as you can guess, this was not the end of our sexual endeavor.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qfqlfc/how_i_m23_fucked_a_married_muslim_hijabi_mom_f37