The Luck Of The Draw, My Seat Mate Wanted Sex With Me

I had a trip planned for a long weekend. Beside me was a man who said he was born in Lebanon to Lebanese parents. He came to the US when he was a boy and studied through college here.

Somewhere over the Gulf of America he put his hand on my thigh and didn't remove it. His hand was warm and strong. When I let the tray down he moved quickly to cup me with a firm grip. We talked and he was on business whereas I was going to meet some friends for a long weekend. He told me the hotel he was staying at, I told him I would be in a time share with my friends. We agreed that I would stop by to see him and we could get a drink and dinner.

After dinner we went up to his room for some playtime. He is young, around 35 and had a very nice erection which I serviced with pleasure. We moved onto more exiting things, he serviced me and I gave it up to him. He was very sure of himself and the act itself was very satisfying. We agreed to meet again the following night.

We met again, this time we were out till midnight before we went back to his room for fun. I serviced him again, I was so horny for him to go ahead and mount me. But before he did he serviced me and we ended up as the night before with his hard dick in me. This time he played with me, withdrawing from me without finishing and returning to finish the job.

I want to say he was my first Arab and I can confirm that Arabs are quite hairy, and they are intent on sex, they don't hold back. For me, at my age, it has been a long time since I really had a round with a man. It was well worth it. I recommend and Arab if you are half the mind to experiment a little.

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by Anonymous on Jan 23, 2025 at 9:50 PM

Three years ago I was working a summer job at the company my mom was Human Resource Director at and technically I was too young being 17 but turning 18 in three months. I'd graduated high school and was placed working with three Iranian engineering students.
I'm fem and bi which excited them because they said cute boys like me usually entertain men because they're smooth like girls and Muslim girls have to remain virgin. "What about boy's, I'm virgin!" I blurted out then realized what I said I started blushing. The thing about boy's dressing as girl's, dancing for horny men and getting big tips for flavors excited me for some reason. The cute panty's that I wear with matching lace camisoles kept me popular with my three boyfriend's but I'd made out excitedly but no further than suck'n and panty on butt humping.
They were more than interested now and so was I and one of looking closely got an upshorts view of intentionally worn lace panty's. I was invited to go out with them for forbidden in their country beer and Iranian dinner. We drove around drinking beer and I was quite high not having drank much. I was in the back seat with Akshay and my shorts were unbuttoned as he kissed me, my tummy and penis through my panty. I reciprocated but instead sucked and swallowed his uncut salty load. Him and Samir switched seats and he was all about me and my pantied perky little cheeks so I sucked him to slow things down because he was trying to finger me. We drank a few more beers and the plan was to drop me and Ahmed off at there townhouse and the other two would get dinner. Within minutes Ahmed had me in only my lace camisole and ruffled panty grinding against my cherry bottoms thick lace. I melted as he had me on my tummy with legs spread as he pulled my panty down in the back he was face first between my cheeky butt tongue working it hard I exploded into the front of my panty. Feeling my cheeks clenching he knew that I was ready.
Working his thick dark mancock between my boipussy cheeks his presume lubed the way as the burning sting of his thrusting into me made me tearfully whimper till he nestle balls n scratchy hair saying it's all in. He slowly fucked and fucked till I was uncontrollably spasming fluttering and gripping as he unloaded. His cock slowly slipped out followed by blood n cum that filled the front of my once virgin panty.
I wiggled out from under him and was all about cleaning up washing my panty with handsoap. Ahmed came in and I was almost naked as he was and he hugged me realizing that I had been virgin and my acting like I had experience was an act. He kissed me as a tear rolled down my cheeks, starting to wash me up then my panty drying it with the hairdryer. Safe again in pretty ruffled lace I asked Ahmed "when are the guys getting back?",,, "Oh, I have to call them when we're finished. " he replied basically telling me that it was a planned thing. I kinda broke down pleading him not to tell. He was way over apologizing because he was on love and I was also.
It was over two weeks almost three when I creamed my boypanty's dreaming about Ahmed and I mentioned at the job if I could see him again but alone. I'm in college, Akshay and Samir are back in Iran and my only boyfriend is Ahmed.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jan 24, 2025 at 6:20 AM

It’s the “Gulf of Mexico” and always will be.

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by Anonymous on Jan 24, 2025 at 8:08 AM

Where is this "Gulf of America" ? I can't find it on any map. That very term indicates that the entire "confession" ranks high on the bullshit scale.

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