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Tony Carter – Day Sixty-Two

I loved my powers.

Mrs. Aziz was naked save for her black hijab and her panties bunched around her knees. Her husband and son were sitting at the dinner table to enjoy the meal that she had prepared for them. It was a scrumptious feast for the Arab family.

The dusky-hued and busty had answered my Facebook post asking for housewives to volunteer to be used. It was much better than driving around to find them if they just sent me pictures of their sexy bodies and their addresses.

Then I could find and use them at my leisure.

She wiggled her ass at me as her husband and son said their quick prayers. My cock was so ready to ram into her. I gripped her hips and smiled at her husband and son. They were both starting to eat their meal. It was fried fish and rice. It smelled delicious.

But not as delicious as Mrs. Aziz’s spicy cunt.

She was dripping wet. Her shaved pussy was a treat. It peeked out between her dusky thighs. I brought my cock to her hot folds and nuzzled into her cunt. I thrust into her snatch, burying to the hilt in her silky depths.

“Fuck!” I groaned.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so big! Oh, oh, use me, Tony, sir!”

“Yes, yes, use my wife,” said her husband and dug into his food.

The son glanced at his mother’s swaying breasts. I winked at him and drew back my cock. I savored his mother’s cunt around my dick. She felt spectacular. I enjoyed burying back into her cunt. I fucked her so hard. I loved being in her snatch. She groaned, gripping my dick with her hot flesh.

I buried deep and hard into her cunt. I fucked her with all that I had. It was just a wonderful thrill to fuck away at her cunt. She moaned as I plowed into her over and over again. I fucked her with so much passion as she moaned out her passion. Her pussy wiggled, stirring her cunt around my dick.

It was a beautiful thing to have her cunt massaging me. I groaned, fucking into her cunt with hard strokes. I loved this passion so much. I savored every inch of her cunt around my dick. It was a beautiful thing.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”

“Yes, it is!” I groaned, fucking to the hilt in that delicious snatch. “Mrs. Aziz!”

“You young stud!” she whimpered. “Thank you for picking me! You could have chosen so many wives!”

“You looked so sexy in your hijab!” I groaned. “Muslim women… Damn, always so modest, but you’re just wet whores for my dick! You all want to be used!”

“We do!” she moaned. “At the mosque, we talk sometimes. You are known! Women want to be used by you!”

A mosque…

That was a Muslim church. Shit, that was hot to think about. I fucked her harder, burying into her cunt. She clamped her pussy down on me. She held me tight with my every thrust into her cunt. I loved it. I fucked into her snatch hard and fast.

She gasped, stirring her snatch around my dick. I loved every second of fucking to the hilt in her. It was a beautiful thing. She was such a glorious creature. She moaned out her passion as I buried into her cunt deep and hard.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growled. “Take it! Take my big dick, slut!”

“Yes!” she moaned. “Tony! Use me! I’m being used, Hashim! I’m being used so hard!”

I smiled as her husband grunted, “Good, good!”

He sipped tea as I fucked his wife. I slid my hands up to her tits. I gripped those large mounds. I kneaded the Arab MILF’s breasts as I enjoyed her pussy. She gripped me. Massaged me. It was so good to fuck to the hilt in her.

I wanted to cum in her. Just unleash all my jizz into her snatch. She clamped down on me hard. I groaned, savoring every thrust into her cunt. I loved fucking her twat with all that I had. She whimpered in delight as I fucked her.

I pounded her with force. I reveled in every second of this heat. It was a beautiful thing to fuck her like this. I groaned, reveling in that wonderful snatch. It was so amazing. I enjoyed her around me. It was outstanding.

“Just fucking amazing!” I groaned.

“It is!” she whimpered. “Oh, oh, Tony! You’re using me! Me!”

“You’re one sexy fucking MILF!” I groaned. “A hottie! Oh, yes, yes, you’re so fucking delicious!”

She gasped in delight as she clamped my cunt down on my dick. It was a beautiful thing. I pounded her cunt hard and fast. I plowed into her, reveling in the warmth of her snatch around my dick. I fucked her hard, my nuts slapping into her clit.

I kneaded those big boobs. My hands slid down to her nipples. I pinched them. Twisted them. She gasped as I did that. Her pussy squeezed down on my cock. I savored every silky inch of her cunt around my rod. It was fabulous.

“Oh, damn, that’s it! That’s so good!” I churned her up. “You’re going to make me explode!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she whimpered. “Use me! I’m going to… to… Yes!”

Her pussy spasmed around my cock.

I reveled in her hot twat spasming around me. It was so good. I fucked her hard and fast, reveling in that wonderful cunt convulsing about me. I churned her up, savoring every second of this. It was a beautiful thing to have her rippling around me.

I buried into her and growled, “Mrs. Aziz!”

“I erupted.

“Oh, that’s so good!” she moaned as I flooded her cunt. “I love it! I love it so much! Yes! Use my pussy!”

Her pussy convulsed around my spurting cock. Rapture shot through me as I dumped more and more cum into her cunt. She rippled around me. It was such an amazing moment. I reveled in every second of flooding her with my spunk.

She trembled as her cunt milked me. I spurted into her cunt over and over again. I dumped my load into her pussy. She gasped in delight as I erupted into her snatch. The pleasure slammed through me. It was an amazing moment.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she groaned. “That’s so good! You’re such a stud!”

I grinned from ear to ear at her words and dumped my load into her pussy. It was so amazing to fill her up. I loved spurting all my cum into her snatch. I flooded her with everything that I had. It was an incredible moment.

“Damn!” I growled as I spurted all my cum into her pussy. “Damn, that’s so good!”

“So good!” she whimpered, her cunt writhing around my cock. “Oh, oh, wow!”

Her husband and son kept eating, not caring that she had cum hard on my cock. It was such a beautiful moment. I smiled from ear to ear, so glad that her pussy had gone wild around my cock. It was fabulous. I trembled here, sucking in a deep breath.

I pulled out of her, loving the cum spilling out of her. She trembled, bent over the table. I slapped her ass, watching my pearly spunk running down her thighs. She turned around, this big smile on her lips. Her eyes twinkled.

“That was so amazing,” she purred.

“It was,” I groaned, nodding to her. “Damn, you are sexy. I have to use you some more.”

“Please,” she moaned.

I cupped her face and kissed her. She moaned, melting into my lips. Our tongues danced together. I made out with her, pulling her tight against me. My wet cock rubbed against her belly. We kissed. It was an exciting moment.

She purred in delight as I broke the kiss and stroked my hands down to squeeze her ass. She shuddered as I did that. My fingers dug into her butt-cheeks. She trembled there, her eyes sparkling bright.

“Mmm, you want to use me more,” she moaned.

“Sit on the table, Mrs. Aziz,” I said. “Be a good Muslim slut.”

“Yes!” she moaned and backed up from me. “I am a slut for you, Tony.”

She sat on the table and spread her legs wide. She leaned back on her hands, her magnificent breasts jiggling. Her legs spread wide, my cum staining her thighs. More dripped down her taint to what I craved now.

I moved between her thighs. She wrapped them around my waist, smearing the spunk on my skin. I don’t care. I pressed my cock into her taint and nuzzled it down to her asshole. Her eyes widened. She shuddered and bit her lower lip.

“First time?” I asked.

She nodded again.

“You’ll love being used anally,” I growled and thrust.

“Oh, oh, Hashim, he is using me anally!” she moaned as I drilled against her asshole.

“Good, good,” her husband said. “Inshallah.”

“Yes,” she purred, her eyes so dark and passionate.

I didn’t know what that meant, but I didn’t care. I just kept thrusting against her asshole. She groaned as her anal ring stretched and stretched to take my cock. She gasped as her backdoor widened. I popped into her bowels.

She trembled as I slid into her asshole. I pulled her to me and kissed her again. She moaned, her tongue dancing with mine as her bowels devoured my cock. I sank inch after inch of my rod into her bowels.

I bottomed out in her, loving that I was in her asshole. She trembled, clamping her bowels down on my cock. I loved being in her anal sheath. It was so good to have her all the way around me. She squeezed down on me.

I kissed her with such passion. My tongue danced around in her mouth. I loved her passion as her asshole massaged my cock. She clenched down on me as I drew back my shaft. The pleasure melted through me.

It was an incredible delight. I slammed back into her bowels, savoring every inch of her anal sheath around my dick. I plowed away at her. I fucked her with passion. She groaned in delight as he buried into her over and over again.

It was so hot to fuck her like this.

I pounded her anal sheath with all that I had. I hammered her with such force. It was beautiful to have her squeezing down on me. I loved slamming into her cunt with so much force. I buried into her over and over again.

She moaned, kissing me with such passion. I loved it. I was so glad to pound her bowels with everything that I had. She moaned into my kiss. The utensils clattered on the table as the son and father finished their meal.

“Good, good,” the husband said and rose, walking away.

I broke the kiss with Mrs. Aziz as he headed to the living room. “Hey! Your wife’s busy being used! Clean up the table. Help her out.”

“That is women’s work,” he said. “But if you want…?” He shrugged. “I’ll do.”

“It’s your work now,” I growled. “Every night, you clean up after your wife’s dinner!”

“Fine, fine,” he said. “If that’s what you want, I’ll be used.”

The son smirked as I kept fucking his mother’s asshole. I grinned at him. The dad seemed a bit of a dick. The wife gasped in delight as I plowed into her asshole. Her anal sheath clenched down on me as I fucked into her so hard. So fast.

“Oh, oh, that’s good!” she moaned. “So good!”

I hammered her asshole good and hard. I loved fucking her bowels. She groaned with my every thrust into her asshole. The pressure built and built in my nuts. I could not wait to flood her with all my spunk. I would just fill her to the brim with my spunk.

She clamped her cunt down on my dick. I buried into her bowels with hard strokes, savoring the warmth of her anal sheath around my rod. She moaned and gasped as I fucked her, bringing me closer to erupting.

“Damn, that’s good,” I growled.

“Use me!” she moaned. “Because… because… I’m going to cum from being fucked!”

“That’s right!” I growled, the husband washing the dishes. “Shit, shit, cum on my cock, slut!”

“Yes!” she moaned as I buried into her. “Tony!”

Her asshole convulsed around my cock. Hot pussy cream gushed from her cunt and soaked my crotch. I loved the scent of her cunt. That heat smelled so good. I enjoyed that spicy aroma as I fucked her spasming bowels.

“Cum in me!” she moaned. “Please, please, use my asshole!”

“Yes!” I growled and buried to the hilt in her spasming bowels.

I erupted.

My cum spurted into her anal sheath. She rippled around my cock. I loved that heat spasming around my cock. It was just a wonderful sensation to have that wonderful cunt writhing around my dick. I savored every second of her spasming flesh.

“Oh, oh, yes!” she whimpered, her boobs bouncing.

She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me again. I groaned, dumping my load into her asshole. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped more and more of my cum into her asshole.

She moaned into my lips as she milked me dry. I savored every second of this. It was a wonderful moment. She spasmed around me. It was an incredible moment. I was so happy about it. I groaned as she convulsed about me.

“Damn!” I growled as I pumped the last of my cum into her asshole, breaking the kiss. “You are such a sexy thing, Mrs. Aziz.”

“Thank you,” she whimpered, this heat in her eyes.

I smiled at her and pulled my cock out of her asshole. Cum spilled out of her as I stepped back. She trembled. Her son was still watching. He stared at his mother with lust in his eyes. I grinned at him as I motioned to his mother.

“On your knees,” I growled. “Suck my dick clean. And you, fuck your mother in the ass. You’re allowed to use her asshole when you come home from school, but only if you worked hard all day. You can also use her asshole before bed.”

“Sure thing!” he said.

“And you,” I said, staring at the husband. He annoyed me. “No using your wife. She’s off-limits to you. Mrs. Aziz, no cocks in your pussy until you have a period or confirm you’re pregnant. Then, besides your son fucking you in the ass, you will fuck a different man a day. Invite him to your house, fuck him in your marriage bed, and post about it on Facebook.”

“Oh, my,” she said, her eyes so wide. “Of course.”

“Now suck my cock clean,” I growled.

“Yes, Tony,” she moaned and opened her mouth wide.

She engulfed my cock. I loved having her in my mouth. It was such a wonderful moment. She groaned, nursing on my cock. It was a fabulous rush to have her working her mouth up and down my cock. I groaned as she suckled on me, cleaning off her own asshole.

Her son moved behind her. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. He dropped to his knees and pressed his cock into his mother’s sloppy asshole. She moaned around my pole, sucking hard to buff me clean.

“Mom,” groaned the son as he found her asshole. “Yes!”

His smaller cock popped into her mother’s well-used asshole. His eyes widened as she moaned around my cock. She suckled harder as her son sank into her bowels. It was fabulous to watch the incestuous passion.

I grinned, savoring that heat working up and down my cock. She put her all into buffing my rod clean as her son bottomed out in her bowels. Her tongue danced around me. It was a fabulous treat. Her son enjoyed it just as much.

“Yes, Mom!” he groaned and started fucking her asshole.

“Damn, damn, damn!” I groaned as she polished my dirty pole. “That’s it!”

She purred around my cock as she bobbed her head. She loved me with that wonderful dick. It was so amazing to have her sliding her lips up and down my cock. I loved every second of her buffing my dick clean of her asshole.

Her son groaned, pumping away at her asshole at the same time. He used his mother’s asshole as she polished my pole. Her tongue danced around my cock. I shuddered as my nuts tightened with the joy that she gave me.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Damn, that’s so good!”

She groaned her agreement around my cock, sucking so hard.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” her son grunted as he hammered her asshole.

The mother bobbed her head, loving my dick as her bowels gripped her son’s taboo dick. He fucked her sloppy asshole hard, her butt-cheeks rippling. Her dark eyes melted with her pleasure. She enjoyed having her son ass-fuck her.

I loved it so much. This was the kinky, depraved stuff that I loved. She suckled hard on my dick, nursing with such passion on me. I would just flood her mouth with all my cum. I could not wait to soak her with my spunk.

“Don’t stop!” I groaned.

She moaned around my cock, her son fucking her hard. He hammered her bowels. He wouldn’t last long. This was probably his first fuck. She moaned around my dick as he fucked into her with force. She squealed around my cock.

“What?” the son gasped.

“She’s cumming,” I groaned. “Your mother’s a whore!”

“A whore!” moaned the son as he buried into her asshole. “Yes!”

She suckled so hard on my cock as her son came in her bowels. He flooded her with his jizz. I savored her nursing on my dick. She slobbered on me as her pleasure washed through her. My nuts tightened. Her tongue danced around the crown of my rod.

“Fuck!” I growled.

Erupted.

I flooded her mouth with my cum. It was incredible to dump my load into her hungry maw. She gulped down my seed as her son filled her bowels with his spunk. Ecstasy shot through me. I loved my power.

I reveled in it.

I dumped more and more of my cum into her mouth. She gulped it all down, purring in delight. Her son panted, his load spent. He pulled out of his mother and stumbled back. She kept nursing on my dick, her boobs jiggling.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Damn.”

I erupted a final blast of cum into her mouth. She purred, her eyes squeezed shut. She swirled her tongue around my cock. Her hijab still covered her hair. I thought about telling her to take it off, but the modest garment made her sexier.

“So, you go to the mosque on Friday?” I asked.

She popped her mouth off my cock. “Yes. Every Friday.”

I smiled at her. “I’ll join you. I want to fuck you at the mosque. What time do I need to be here?”

Her eyes lit up with delight. Tomorrow was going to be a hot day.

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Carla Turner

I was so nervous as I headed to PornHub on my phone to watch porn. I had never done this before, but my sister said I would need to learn how to make love to women so I would be ready for visiting her family on Thanksgiving.

My nephew, Tony, would want to use me.

I took in a deep breath. I was in bed. Beneath the covers. My husband was brushing his teeth as I reached PornHub and searched for, “Lesbian.” I didn’t know what else. Videos started popping up. The first one read, “Lesbian teacher spanks her naughty student.”

I clicked that one.

There was some porn actress with blonde pigtails and a tartan skirt so short, it didn’t even cover the bottom of her butt-cheeks. She wore her white blouse tied around her boobs. She had tattoos down her right arm and a nose stud.

The teacher was wearing a miniskirt and a blouse that was half-undone to show off her huge, fake tits. She wore glasses, her hair up in a bun to have that sexy librarian look. She was up front and noticed the student walking to her desk and bending over.

“Whoops,” the girl said.

Her skirt rose to flash her naked ass and shaved pussy, her clit pierced.

I blinked at that as the teacher bit her lip and squeezed her tits. The girl then sat. The clip cut to the girl openly masturbating as the teacher was writing on the chalkboard. I shuddered at the sight of blonde’s fingers rubbing at her pussy, her juices clear.

“Rhonda!” the teacher gasped. “What are you doing? You are in class. Get up here!”

It really wasn’t doing much for me, but I kept watching. The girl was hauled up front, and the spanking started. It was done with a ruler that made this stinging sound. Her rump reddened. I squirmed on the bed as the girl gasped and moaned.

“What are you watching?” Dave, my husband, asked as he came out of the bathroom in his shorts and nothing else.

“Lesbian porn,” I said. “Abigail said Tony would have me doing lezzie stuff on our Thanksgiving visit, so she told me to watch porn to no what to do.”

“I see,” he said. “And you’re watching a girl being spanked.”

“By her busty teacher.” I smiled. “It’s so cheesy.”

“Turning you on?” he asked, pulling back the covers. I wore a nightie and no panties.

“A little,” I said. “The spanking’s hot and… Oh, the teacher’s going to eat her out.”

“Want me to eat you out?” my husband asked as he slid onto the bed and between my legs.

I nodded as I watched the teacher devouring that cunt. Her pink tongue stroked through the folds. The girl moaned in delight, crying out, “Ms. Honey!” It was clear the teacher knew what she was doing. The girl was dripping wet.

My husband pushed up my nightie and nuzzled into my thick, blonde bush. I groaned as he found my pussy lips. My sister hated having sex with her husband. I loved having sex with mine. I groaned as Dave flicked his tongue up and down me.

“Oh, wow,” I groaned, watching the teacher eat out her “student.” My husband’s tongue felt great as I was getting into it. “Mmm, she’s feasting on her.”

My husband growled and did the same. His tongue stroked up and down my cuntlips. I groaned in delight, savoring what he did to me. That felt so good. I shuddered as his tongue flicked up and down me. I trembled, enjoying what he did to me.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” I whimpered. “Oh, Dave!”

My husband buried his tongue into my cunt. The teacher was tonguing the slut’s clit. Sometimes, she swatted the girl’s reddened ass. I trembled, savoring my husband swirling his tongue around in me. My orgasm built and built.

What would pussy taste like? I pondered that as my husband feasted on my cunt.

Maybe… I would have my husband kiss me after I came.

“Ms. Honey!” the girl in the video squealed as she came.

I gasped as I watched her squirting her pussy cream across the “teacher’s” face. I shuddered, my husband licking my clit. I had never seen that before. I certainly didn’t think I squirted like that. I shuddered, watching the lesbian sight as I felt better and better.

My husband eating me out made the porn even hotter to watch. I trembled as his tongue swirled around in me. My bush rubbed into his face as I trembled, humping against him. The porn actress squealed off her head as she came, her perky tits jiggling.

“Oh, Rhonda, you fucking bitch!” she gasped. “I’m going to make you eat me out! You get down there and lick my cunt!”

“Yes, Ms. Honey!” the “schoolgirl” said.

They traded positions. I trembled, my husband’s tongue stroking up to my clit. He licked over my bud. I groaned, rising and rising toward my orgasm. Now it was the slutty Rhonda feasting on the MILF’s cunt. The “teacher” sat perched on her desk, her big, fake tits jiggling.

“Lick my cunt, whore!” hissed the teacher. “And my asshole. That’s it. Tongue my asshole!”

I gasped as I watched the girl doing that. She rimmed the “teacher’s” asshole. My pussy clenched. I was so close to bursting. My husband suckled on my clit. He drove me wild with that. I shuddered as he fluttered his tongue around it.

My back arched as my orgasm swelled. The teacher was gasping. The slut was back to licking Ms. Honey’s pussy. My husband’s strong lips nibbled on my clit. He drove me wild. I couldn’t take much more of this.

“Yes!” I squealed and came.

My pussy convulsed. My husband groaned, licking at me. Waves of rapture swept through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I pressed my phone between my breasts as I trembled through the ecstasy.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” I gasped. “Oh, Dave!”

“Carla!” my husband groaned.

I pictured a woman eating me out as I climaxed. Or me eating out with a woman. This was all so wild. I trembled through the ecstasy, stars flashing across my vision. My husband lapped at my folds. I whimpered, hearing the porn stars gasping.

“Lick my cunt, slut!” hissed Ms. Honey. “Make me cum!”

“Yes, yes, make her cum,” I groaned. “Oh, Dave, kiss me!”

“Let me wash my face,” he said.

“No, no, kiss me with my juices!” I moaned. “I want to taste them. I have to know what cunts taste like!”

“Shit,” he growled and crawled up my body.

My husband kissed me with my tart juices on his lips. I groaned as we made out. It was so amazing. I loved the flavor of his lips. My cunt tasted so good. I shuddered as my husband’s cock nuzzled into my cunt.

He thrust into me.

I trembled beneath him, savoring his cock sliding into my snatch. I loved having my husband in me. I had been happily married to this man for nineteen years. I savored his thick shaft in me. I clutched my phone, the porno still playing, as my husband pumped away at me.

“That’s it, bitch!” Ms. Honey hissed. “Yes!”

As she came, my husband pumped away at my cunt. I trembled in delight as he churned me up. The clip came to an end at her orgasm. I just savored my husband fucking into my cunt. He pounded me with such passion.

I shuddered, loving my husband’s cock churning me up. He plunged into me with such passion. I whimpered as my breasts rubbed against his chest. He plowed into me with so much force. I groaned, my cunt clamping down on him.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned.

“Carla!” he groaned as he plowed into me, his nuts slapping against my taint. I loved it. He grunted, fucking me hard. “Shit, shit, shit!”

“I can’t wait to be used by my nephew!” I moaned. “Tony is going to enjoy me!”

“He is!” Dave plundered my pussy. “He’s going to love your tight cunt! He’s going to use this pussy!”

“Mine and our daughter’s!” I groaned..

“Yes, yes, yes!” he growled, fucking me so hard. “Tony’s going to use you and Sarah! Shit!”

I loved those words. My pussy clamped down on his big dick. He fucked me so hard. I rose toward that moment when I would cum on his dick. I was so ready to explode on him. I whimpered as he fucked into my cunt’s depths.

It was just so incredible to have him plowing into me. He fucked me so hard. So fast. My pussy melted around him. I loved this so much. I trembled beneath him as he fucked to the hilt in my cunt. I whimpered in delight.

“Shit!” gasped as the pleasure burst inside me. “I’m going to be used by my nephew!”

My pussy spasmed around his cock.

“Yes!” Dave groaned, fucking my cunt. He pounded my twat hard. “Yes, yes, yes, Carla!”

He buried into me and erupted.

My husband’s cum flooded my pussy. I groaned as he spurted more and more of his cum into my spasming snatch. I milked my husband with my cum. This wonderful heat swept through me. I shuddered on the bed as my husband filled me to the brim.

My pussy milked him. I groaned beneath him as he dumped more and more of his spunk into me. The bed creaked as he filled my twat with all that wonderful cum. This heat burned through me as my cunt rippled around his cock.

“Oh, oh, Dave!” I whimpered.

“Fuck, Carla,” he panted as he erupted one more time into me.

I shuddered as my husband rolled off me. His cum spilled out of me. He lay on his back, sucking in breaths. I was, too. I picked up my phone from my chest. There was another lesbian porno being recommended. I started playing.

I jumped right into three women kissing and fingering each other. They were naked.

“I have to learn how to do this,” I said. “My sister said I should find a lezzie bar and hook up with some women to practice being used. It’s what Tony wants. Me to be experienced at this stuff. That way, he can enjoy using me the most.”

“If that’s what Abigail thinks you have to do, be ready to be used,” Dave said, “then you do it.”

“Yeah,” I said, watching the lesbians now licking each other. “It does seem fun. I tasted good.”

“You taste amazing,” he said.

I kissed my husband on the lips. “You’re a great husband. Thanks for being so supportive.”

He grinned at me. I was such a lucky woman to have him.

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Mrs. Ayesha Aziz – Day Sixty-Three

I was so nervous as I drove Tony to the mosque. He was naked. So was I, except I wore my hijab. He hadn’t even fucked me. He wanted to save it for the prayers. I turned into the parking lot, trembling as the mosque rose before us.

“I didn’t even know this was here,” he said.

“We’re a small community,” she said as she parked. “Um, we have to go through that door. That leads to the women section.”

“You have your prayers segregated?” he asked.

“Of course. If we mingled, the men wouldn’t be able to control themselves.” I touched my hijab. “That’s why we have to cover up. Men have no self-control, so we can’t tempt them.”

“That’s fucked up,” muttered Tony. “Very, very fucked up. Damn, well, let’s get in there. I want to fuck you with all the other Muslim ladies around.”

“Muslimah,” I purred. “That’s what a lady Muslim is called.”

“Gotcha,” he said and climbed out naked. It was chilly. The rain was coming in. He marched forward, though. I shuddered, rushing after him. I gasped as the rain splattered my naked breasts. I caught up to him and pressed against him. He wrenched open the door to the entrance.

“We put our shoes in here,” I said. “And wash our hands and feet in the fountain.”

He nodded, taking off his shoes and socks. I did the same. We slipped them into the cubbies. We washed our hands and feet. No soap. He looked confused by that, by the Prophet, peace be upon him, said water was enough to cleanse the body.

Then we entered the women’s part. There were other women already there, chatting before we began. There would be prayer, and then the imam would give his talk. They noticed him and gasped at the sight of us. I wasn’t embarrassed about being naked.

I was being used.

“It’s really him,” said Bethany. She was an American revert who had married a Muslim man.

“Oh, my,” said Majda as she saw us. She was the imam’s wife. “He really is here. Is he going to use us?”

“He’s going to use me,” I said with pride.

“All of you,” said Tony. “Prayers at the Mosque will be naked and full of lesbian passions. Let’s see, one of you gets to be the ‘prayer rug,’ and the other woman lies on her so you can sixty-nine. Eat each other’s pussies. Make each other cum. If you have an odd number, she can masturbate until it’s her turn. No man can touch you during prayers. You have to have wild, lesbian sex during the entire time. When you cum, change positions. Even partners.”

The women all nodded and began stripping.

Tony nodded and said, “Let’s have you kneel on your prayer mat so I can fuck you hard.”

“Of course,” I purred as I knelt on my prayer mat. This was so exciting. The other women were taking off their dresses. The wall separated us from the men, along with a curtain. We could hear them, but not see them. “I am so ready to be used.”

Tony was watching the other women. I knelt before him, ready to be fucked. My pussy dripped juices as he watched them get naked. Bethany’s pale body stood out. She was pulled down by Majda, who was the “prayer rug” for their lesbian coupling. Other pairs formed up.

They started devouring each other around us, moaning as they feasted on each other.

“Incest is okay, too,” said Tony. “Preferred. Mothers and daughters. Sisters. Aunts and nieces.”

“Oh, my,” I groaned. I had already enjoyed incest with my son last night. He fucked me in the ass while I suckled on Tony’s cock. Then once more before bed. “This is exciting.”

“Yep,” said Tony as he knelt behind me. He pressed his cock into my pussy. I shuddered, so ready to be fucked by him. He gripped my hips and buried to the hilt in my cunt.

“Yes!” I squealed.

I pressed my face into the prayer mat, my forehead against the ground. That was how the Prophet, peace be upon him, instructed us. I shuddered at that big dick fucked me. I moaned in delight as he pumped away at me.

“Oh, Allah,” I whimpered as that big dick fucked me. “Oh, oh, Allah, that’s so good!”

“So good,” Tony grunted as he used my married pussy.

He fucked me hard as the moans and gasps of the other women “prayed” around us. This new style of women’s prayer was wild. Lesbian passion. I wanted to be used like that. I shuddered as Tony kept fucking me.

He pounded my cunt hard, his nuts slapping into my clit. Pleasure burst from my bud. The sparks sizzled through me. I whimpered in delight, savoring this moment so much. He churned up my twat with his mighty cock.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I whimpered, rubbing my forehead against the prayer mat. “Don’t stop! Please, please, don’t stop!”

He did not stop. He thrust into me again and again. It was so magical to have that thick shaft fucking into my cunt. My pussy clamped down on that delicious shaft. The others whimpered about me as they prayed to each other’s pussies while I was used by him.

Tony.

I loved his thick shaft fucking my cunt. It was so beautiful to have him ramming into me. I gripped that thick shaft with my pussy. My boobs jiggled beneath me. I moaned as the imam was leaning everyone in the prayer, signing out the Arabic.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Allah!”

I rubbed my forehead into my prayer mat as Tony used my pussy. He fucked my married cunt with so much force. I loved it so much. The other women moaned as they sixty-nined around us, praying in the new lesbian style.

Tony was so amazing to use us all this way.

I was so happy to be a part of this.

My orgasm built and built with his every thrust into my twat. He fucked into my cunt with such power. He buried himself into me with all that he had. It was just so good to have him burying into my snatch. My pussy melted around him.

His balls slapped into my clit. Sparks sizzled through me. That felt so good. I was so happy for it. I groaned, rising toward my climax. I would have a huge burst of pleasure. I could not wait for him to cum in me again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I whimpered. “That’s so good. Just fuck me like that. Allah! I’m going to cum. I… Yes!”

My married pussy spasmed around Tony’s cock.

Rapture flooded through me as I squealed out my ecstasy. He pumped away at my spasming snatch, sending more ecstasy shooting through me. I loved all that bliss drowning my mind. I was just such an incredible delight.

“Fuck!” he growled, using my cunt. “Yes!”

He plowed into me.

Erupted.

His cum flooded into my twat. I shuddered in delight. Other women were squealing around us as their prayers reached their climaxes. He grunted, dumping more and more of that cum into me. I trembled as he flooded me with his jizz.

I shuddered in delight, my boobs swaying beneath me. I enjoyed this cum pumping into me again and again. It was so hot having him fill up my snatch. I was so thrilled to have all that jizz in me. I quivered through my orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes, use me!” I moaned.

“I fucking am!” he growled and erupted one last time into my cunt. “Damn!”

I shuddered there as my pussy rippled around his cock. My cunt brimmed with his cum. I hoped he bred me. He wanted me to abstain from any man, except my son fucking me in the ass, until my period came or I was knocked up.

He pulled his cock out of my cunt and said, “Your turn to be the prayer mat. Ladies, let’s switch.”
“Yes,” I groaned and rolled over onto my back on my prayer mat. I had never done anything with a woman. I was so eager for it. “Mmm, I want to pray to Allah with one of you.”

“Wonderful,” cooed Bethany.

The revert sister straddled my head. She had a blonde bush that dripped with her cream. She lowered her furry muff to my face. I groaned as she sat on my face. Her curls tickled my lips. Her sweetness soaked through my taste buds.

I shuddered at that and licked at her. My tongue stroked through her hot folds. She whimpered on me as she leaned over, her boobs rubbing against my stomach. Her lips nuzzled into my sloppy snatch. She licked up the cum leaking out of me.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned as she licked through my folds. “Oh, oh, that’s so wonderful. Mmm, devour me!”

“I will!” Bethany moaned and licked at my pussy lips again, gathering up more of Tony’s cum. “Oh, that’s delicious!”

She lapped at my pussy. I shuddered as she stroked her tongue through my folds. I feasted on her sweetness, licking with wild abandon. I loved being used by this. The imam’s wife squealed in delight. Was Tony using her?

Hot.

Bethany moaned into my cunt. She lapped up his cum spilling out of my snatch, which made me feel so good. I trembled beneath her. She drove me wild with her licking. It was so good to have her doing that to me. I whimpered in delight.

She buried her tongue into my cunt. She flicked around in my twat. It was so good to have her doing that to me. I loved it. She swirled about in me. I groaned, my back arching. I whimpered as she feasted on that cum.

“So good,” she moaned.

“Yes,” I whimpered and licked through her folds.

I brushed her clit.

She gasped.

Right, right, that was sensitive.

I kept licking her bud. I stroked over her little clit as she moaned, her tongue wiggling around in my cunt. I loved her finding more of his jizz. Her lips massaged my folds and my bud. I trembled, my orgasm building and building.

We moaned, our passion joining the other “praying” women. My fingers dug into Bethany’s rump as I suckled on her clit. She squealed and attacked my bud. She licked over that little jewel. Pleasure sizzled through me.

It fed my building orgasm.

I rose toward my climax. I could not wait to explode on her. I loved this so much. I suckled on her clit. I loved nursing on her with passion. She moaned as I did that. She squirmed on me as I suckled on her with such passion.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I whimpered.

We licked each other’s clits. My orgasm built and built in me. Her tongue stroked over my little jewel. She polished it. I moaned around her bud, my lips massaging it. She squirmed on me, her bush tickling my face. I was so close to bursting. I suckled hard on her nub.

“Allah!” Bethany squealed on my face.

She drowned me in her sweet cream.

“Oh, oh, yes, Allah!” I squealed in rapturous worship, my pussy spasming.

Bethany lapped up my cunt cream. I tongued her cunt. I lapped at her wonderful snatch, licking up all that delicious passion that gushed out of her. She trembled on me, whimpering in delight as I drank her passion. She squirmed on me as I feasted on her.

“Oh, my, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”

I licked through her folds, savoring every second of feasting on her. She trembled, humping her pussy against my face. Her bush tickled my lips as I devoured her sweetness. The rapture of this moment swept through me.

It was just so amazing. I loved every second of this. I trembled in delight, my fingers digging into her rump. The revert devoured my cunt, squirming on me. I loved the White beauty’s pussy. She devoured mine until…

We reached our pinnacle of bliss together.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned.

“Coming to the Mosque just got so much better!” moaned Bethany.

“Yes,” I breathed, “Inshallah.”

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Tony Carter

This was a great idea.

My cock dripped with Mrs. Aziz’s pussy cream. The blonde crawled off her, leaving another Arab woman painting. She stared at me with such heat in her eyes, her big boobs jiggling. She also had a shaved twat.

The Arab women all seemed to have that.

“Who’s the, er, priest’s wife?” I asked.

“Imam,” the woman purred. “That’s me.”

“Perfect,” I said. “Ever took it up the ass?”

She shook her head slowly.

I grinned at her, itching at the back of my neck. “Good, you’re going to love being used that way, Mrs….?”

“Mrs. Tawfiq,” she said.

I loved my powers.

To be continued…

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