1. Muslim Slut Gets Fucked


    Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Taboo, Author: jonno89, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    even think about a girl who probably had to remain a virgin for some arranged marriage. For some reason my head turned back around again and she was walking back to take her seat with a wry smile on her face. This girl had dressed for attention today, and was delighted that she had found it, even if it was from a white man. I gave her a smile back, a quick look up and down, and she knew that I was interested. I made sure that I looked at her tits twice. She came and sat down and I said “Hello, I’ve seen you around at uni a few times”. “Oh, have you now!” she replied. She started packing up to leave, as she had finished her work, I had to think quick as this could have been the last chance for me to get to know her. Otherwise I’d probably never get that chance again. She got up and said “Well, I’ll see you around”. As she bent over to pick up her bag I noticed that she had unbuttoned her top further, obviously in the minute or so that followed her catching me looking at the printer, and I got a good glimpse down her top at her beautiful firm tits in her red lacy bra. Instantly my cock twitched. She got back up slowly and asked me my name. I told her that my name was Jon, and she replied telling me that her name is Atiya , leaving a piece of paper on my keyboard and quickly moving off. My heart was pounding with excitement, and I was scared to pick up the piece of paper in case it wasn’t the phone number that I was expecting. I waited for her to walk up the flight of stairs to ...
    the floor with the exit before picking it up. I couldn’t fucking believe it, there was her number written on the paper with a kiss. I was in complete shock at this stage. Here is me, your typical fairly good-looking white dude holding the phone number of a hijab wearing Muslim girl. I’d been turned on by this girl since the moment that I’d first lay my eyes on her seven months before, I’d wanked off whilst imagining fucking her on several occasions in my room, and got a thrill out of imagining her b*****rs being racist extremists who would despair at the idea of her even looking at a white man. That night I tried to pluck up the courage to call the number. I had two or three shots of whiskey to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach, eventually I phoned at around 10.30pm but she didn’t pick up. I was pretty gutted, obviously she had given me the right number because it worked, but she had perhaps changed her mind about me or decided that what she was doing was just too risky. I settled down to finish a DVD that I had been watching the night before, lit up a cigarette, and cracked open a beer. Then, at around 11.15pm, my phone started ringing. Initially assuming that it would be a friend from home I got out of bed slowly, and picked up the phone on about the fifth ring. There it was, on the phone, ‘Atiya’. She was calling! I answered immediately so that she didn’t give up. “Hi, it’s Atiya from the library”. I asked how she knew that it was me, and she said that she had never ...
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