1. Pious Muslimah turns Cock Addict Slut - Part 2


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Taboo, Author: shezard, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    After Primary, I went to a high school specified for girls only and after completing my studies there; my father took the initiative in deciding that I should now go to College and complete my graduation. My father searched a girl’s only College which was far away from our house but as I was to wear burqa all the way and take my younger b*****r along to the College as my guardian, it was found to be workable. At the College I met my seatmate, Puja, a Hindu girl, who lived close to my place. She was my seatmate and we became good friends in a day. Her friendship helped me relieve my b*****r from my guardianship to and fro the College. I may add here that a few decades ago, Muslims and Hindus could not sit together as their clothes should not be touching each other, they could never think of eating together nor could they drink water from the same utensil. There used to be Hindu water and Muslim water; nothing but two different utensils to drink. But time changed and now I used to drink water from the same cooler and glass which Puja used and we also ate our lunch together. She invited me to her house and with the permission of my f****y; I was allowed to go to her house too; of course on the pretext of joint studies. Puja was a young girl of my age, with 5’ 5” as height, wheatish brown skin color, developed breast of 34 C, big eyes, smiley face and a beautiful jawline with dimples. I have not described myself as I never looked upon me as a girl; one who could be aspired or ...
    desired as a beautiful. I, as a Muslim girl was brought up without ever considering myself as girl, one who could be appreciated, liked or praised as beautiful, pretty or charming. I was not allowed to use any makeup. I was a commodity or at best a chattel who would at appropriate time be handed over to a male for procreation. After meeting Puja, who used little makeup for the College, I started having weird thoughts, comparing my own self with Puja. I was not Caucasian white but have much fairer color than Puja, my height was about 5’ 7”, my breast were upright, firm, round and more developed, my jawline and eyes were much better than hers; yet I was always fully covered in a Burqa, could not be looked at by any male other than my father and my b*****r. I was allowed to meet only my female teachers, my female friends at College or my mother. No one was there to pass a word of appreciation about my charm or beauty. Puja, on the other hand was appreciated by the boys on the roads who did whistle at her. Even her own mother and b*****r, Manesh praised her charms and beauty but my own mother never said a word of praise for my charms or beauty. After all I was a young girl and did feel a desire to be appreciated as beautiful as Puja was. Manesh was 2 years elder to Puja and was studying at University for a Math’s degree. He was well versed in Math’s and used to give us some coaching in mathematics at times. He was about 5’ 9’ in height, well built, broad shoulders, clean shaved, ...
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