I’m Saif Ikram and that is the story of my spouse Saima and her seek for one other man, I’m a Pakistani Muslim cuckold. Earlier than you learn this story please seek for some Pakistani women footage while studying this story and consider their photographs to see the true delicacy of a Pakistani Muslim girl and why she wants a extra well-endowed man than me: the principle one I like is Tehmeena Afzal so google for her. Additionally hearken to this video between 41:50 to 45:00 this Pakistani lady talks about her dad and mom desirous to marry pakistani and never black guys:

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Saima and Saif Ikram are non secular and religious Muslims in residing in Lahore, Pakistan. Saima wears a hijab. Even trying upon different males for greater than a look is frowned up for ladies. Saif is about 5 foot 8 and Saima, fairly tall for a Pakistani lady stands at 5 foot 7. Saif is of wheatish complexion while Saima, like a real Pakistani lady is truthful and delightful, massive eyes, pink lips and light-weight brown eyes (google for tehmeena afzal to see what she appears to be like like).

Saima was married to Saif in a Muslim marriage ceremony, which she had little selection in, she was much better trying than Saif and had a greater job than him. However after marriage Saif didn’t let her work and was often having intercourse along with her in order that they may have a child. Little did Saif know Saima had been on the capsule, she didn’t benefit from the intercourse with Saif and located his penis small and uncomfortable.

Saima all the time had a naughty facet to which Saif had not seen within the mattress. Little to Saifs information, earlier than marriage Saima was completely hooked on web porn, her thoughts had been corrupted by seeing enormous properly hung black and white males having intercourse and giving their companions on display screen orgasmic climaxes. Saima discovered intercourse with Saif fairly boring, he would solely do the missionary place and his penis by no means actually hit her spots, she would usually rub her clit to orgasm when he was at work to maintain herself going and remembered the porn movies she watched on the web to maintain herself sexually happy.

However Saima all the time had one other fantasty, what if she might have intercourse with a person that was not of her faith? That will be completely out of order, however on the similar time…would make it very kinky, she all the time had a factor for the native Hindu boys at her faculty however by no means might specific herself within the concern that her dad and mom would discover out and marry her off early. The Hindu boys had been much more relaxed with their ladies, extra assured and never insecure like a number of the Muslim boys about their ladies. That made her moist and fantasise that the Hindu boys had been extra more likely to strive completely different acts along with her, possibly 69, anal, blowjobs and even eat her out.

At some point when Saif had gone to work Saima, went to a neighborhood web café and looked for dogging websites in Lahore. The place she discovered a younger native identify by the identify of Amit, a Hindu identify seeking to meet up close to the again finish of Anarkali Bazaar in Lahore, a well-known native market. The again finish was quiet and rumours within the faculty days had been that women who needed to lose their virginity earlier than marriage would go there to satisfy boys who needed to greater than masturbate.

Saima created a pretend e-mail id and agreed to satisfy Amit the subsequent day. Saima had intercourse with Saif that evening, once more in missionary, she seemed up on the ceiling throughout it and couldn’t cease serious about how Amit could be like and the way they’d get on, how the intercourse could be. Its bought to be higher than this. Saif completed his enterprise, as regular little or no cum got here out and he rolled over to sleep. Saima closed her eyes to fall asleep, she puzzled if Amit would nonetheless assume she is a virgin as a result of there has hardly been something actual up her but.

Saima went to the again finish of the bazaar the subsequent day… Now this story will speak from Saimas perspective…

I went to the bazaar, and noticed a person within the again door of a small white van, I used to be scared however I went over within the pleasure and he stated advised me he was Amit. I simply smiled carrying my tight shirt. I walked into the van and he closed the door.

Amit didn’t want an engraved invitation after this. He was out of his garments in a jiffy and was on his knees behind me. He fondled, pinched and slapped my tight spherical butt for some time. Then put his finger in my pussy, and chuckled on the wetness. And really quickly, ahhh… a cock in my pussy. After experiencing how Saifs small circumcised cock feels, I used to be now a pure uncut cock in my pussy. However there was rather more to Amit’s cock than simply being uncircumcised. There was girth, the kind that I had by no means skilled earlier than. Amit was atleast 7 to eight inches, in comparison with Saifs small one which was solely 3-4 inches onerous.

Amit drilled me onerous and quick. His hand stored shifting from round my waist, up my again, taking part in with my boobs, again to my waist, grabbing my butt flesh and so forth. He bought on his knees, grabbed my hair and began fucking my mouth. I used to be experiencing a never-before bliss. An actual huge Hindu cock with actual girth due to the additional foreskin, which Saif or no Muslim man might ever give me.

“Oh sure, oh sure, you randi, you slut. You want this do not you, you Muslim bitch? You want being fucked by Hindu dicks. Do not you? Do not you? Reply me, slut.” and he took his dick out of my mouth. “Mmmm…hmm…AHHH” I moaned in response as Amit was hitting the appropriate spots and the appropriate tempo.

“Say it, bitch. Say you want being fucked by Hindu dicks.” “Sure…OOOO…AAHHH…I like…AHH..MMMM…being fucked….AHHHHHHH…by Hindu dicks. Ohhh Ammmmmmmmmmiiiittttttt” I yelled as the primary orgasm hit me. I do not know if Amit making me acknowledge the taboo nature of this encounter performed a job in it, however I had a particularly intense orgasm. I yelled and shuddered because it lasted longer than regular. “I wana hear my Muslim bitch scream with pleasure.” Amit stated triumphantly “Wager she is a sunni bitch too. Are you? Are you a sunni slut?” “Yesssss” I exhaled. Amit  was nonetheless at it. His longevity amazed me. Mentioned couldn’t hold going this lengthy at this tempo and tempo. However Amit was in a position to hold going on the similar tempo, even with the friction that his thickness and my relative tightness should have generated. Superb.

In a few minutes, his grip on my hair tightened much more and I noticed what was about to come back. Inside seconds, my mouth was flooded with a giant load of his cum. It took me three gulps, however I swallowed it. “Wow, look how simply she swallows,  my little Muslim whore.” Amit stated as he pulled again my hijab to unveil my lovely hair. He took his dick out of my mouth, and used my hair like a serviette to wipe it off “Good for fucking and for cleansing, HAHAHA” he added.

“Get in your again.” he stated. I circled and bought on my again. Amit put his knees on both facet of my butt. He then took my ft at put them on his shoulder. Then along with his arms grabbing my boobs onerous, he rammed his dick into me once more. And I virtually got here once more. At this angle, he had reached even farther inside and touched locations that had by no means been touched. And he began but once more, at that hectic tempo, fucking me.

” That is how all these Muslim sunni sluts are. Taking capsules to allow them to go round screwing Hindu they like.” Amit murmered pounding away.

Amit exhaled loudly, let go oh my ft and stayed like that on his knees, his second orgasm. I used to be nonetheless writhing with the after-shocks of my orgasm. I might nonetheless really feel his dick onerous inside me for a couple of minute extra. He lastly took it out and sat there. I took my hand to my pussy and couldn’t imagine the quantity of jizz that was popping out of it. I sat up, not sure of what to say. Then he simply fondled my breasts like an actual man.

We put our garments on after which I lay there within the van for some time to regain my breath. I bought up and walked in the direction of dwelling, thanking Amit for one of the best intercourse ever. He stated we might do that anytime.

At occasions when Saif went out of city, Saima stayed with Amit. Amit additionally often spent the week finish with Amit of their dwelling. Saima turned pregnant and when the appropriate time got here, she gave start to an attractive boy, it was Amits boy not Saifs. After a while, Saima left Saif and ran away and began residing in with Amit. Simply after 2 months she stopped carrying her hijab and left Islam and so they each bought married.