A Moroccan Gift
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By Makeitso (Edited)
John and Carol were determined to enjoy their holiday in Morocco. It was their 5year wedding anniversary present to themselves and at the age of 28yrs, both with successful careers they had plenty to be thankful for.
John was hoping the trip might take Carol’s mind off the subject of children, since of late she had been dropping more and more hints that it would be good to start the family that they had talked about. John didn’t feel ready, however for all the intrusions that a baby would bring to their carefree lifestyles. At the back of his mind John also thought that once Carol had children his fantasy of seeing Carol with another man would disappear. It was a combination of his fantasy and a reticence to engage properly on the subject of babies that was to lead to the life changing holiday that they had embarked upon.
Whilst packing for the holiday John had insisted that Carol should pack several revealing dresses together with ‘appropriate’ lingerie and two pairs of John’s favourite high-heeled sandals. There was something about seeing Carol’s 5ft 6inch 125lb frame with long, lithe legs dressed up like a model. No, to be correct, John liked Carol to look slightly slutty since whenever they were out and she dressed this way, numerous men would gaze at her long legs. John could imagine that they were all wondering what she would be like in bed with her long legs over their shoulders as they fucked her.
This fantasy of seeing her taken by a bigger man in every sense, but certainly one who would be equipped with more than his four inches, surfaced more and more of late. It had led one evening during a session of foreplay, to John suggesting that Carol might like to flirt and let herself be seduced by a big man. John had been busy tonguing Carol’s sensitive nipples when he paused and slipped this suggestion into the conversation. Carol’s reaction had been immediate.
She had berated John for thinking that she would consent to be with another man, even if he did have a bigger cock than his. It was this last comment that suggested to John that she had at least recognized that his cock is on the small side. Later, during their love-making when John’s condom covered cock was doing its best to make her feel better, he noticed that she seemed to be more excited than usual, but he wasn’t sure he could pin it on the talk of this fantasy lover.
So several weeks later they were checking into their plush hotel in Morocco. As they completed the formalities at the desk, John was aware that several of the local men were ogling Carol’s bare legs. He said nothing, but could feel his cock twitch and this continued when a young very dark-skinned bell boy carried their cases up to their room. In the lift the bell boy stood behind Sarah and John could see him admiring her full curvaceous figure.
When she stumbled on exiting the lift, John again noticed the bell boy quickly leap to her aid and put his muscular arm around her waist to help steady her. As Carol regained her balance and stood up, her face came very close to the bell boy and just for a second they stared into each other’s eyes before each of them composed themselves.
John was drinking up the spectacle and of course it only served to fuel the fantasies he had, especially as the man was so dark-skinned. Carol seemed not to have noticed, although John was sure her cheeks had reddened and her breathing was erratic.
Once they had unpacked they went out to dinner, and again John noticed many of the local Arab men were openly staring at his blond wife. Even Carol noticed eventually and asked John what was going on. John explained that attractive blond western women were highly prized in this region since most local men only ever saw local women who were darker skinned and had dark hair. Carol accepted the explanation, even though it made her uncomfortable. She did however notice that she became more aroused when thinking about all this attention from these dark swarthy men.
Over the next two days John and Carol did some sightseeing and then on the third day they decided to go out to a club that had been recommended to them. Carol asked John what she should wear and of course John suggested that she wear her most revealing dress, stockings and five-inch heeled strappy sandals. John didn’t know why he wanted her to dress this way in particular, but he had a feeling that something might happen at the club.
Carol protested and said “do you want to encourage all those men to ogle me even more?” John told her it was only harmless fun and since she had brought the clothes she should wear them. With reluctance Carol agreed and soon they were in a taxi heading to the club. Again, John noticed that the driver was repeatedly looking in the mirror at Carol and he had the cheek to re-position the safety mirror so that he could look at Carol’s legs. John had to admire the man’s boldness and found himself smiling at the driver in response to his wink.
Once in the club they found a quiet table and Carol was thankful that it was reasonably dark, so that other men couldn’t stare at her so much. During a couple of dances John could see various men gazing at Carol’s body as she moved around the dance floor. For the most part Carol kept her eyes closed so that she couldn’t see who might be looking.
After an hour or so and several drinks later, both John and Carol were feeling very relaxed. They were sitting chatting when a tall, muscular Arab man appeared at their table. “Pardon the intrusion,” he said, “but I wondered whether I could have a dance with your lovely wife.” John was immediately confronted by the opening gambit of his fantasy. Here was a man asking his wife to dance. Where might it lead?
Carol on the other hand immediately said, “No thank you, I’m married, it wouldn’t be proper.”
“Oh come on Carol, the man just wants a dance. You know you love dancing, why don’t you let…”
“Abdou,” responded the dark stranger, “yes, why don’t you let Abdou have just one dance?”
Carol was flustered, why was her husband letting another man dance with her? She couldn’t think of a reasonable objection and so she found herself saying ok to just one dance.
As she rose from the table Carol looked daggers at John. She couldn’t believe it.
There was no further time for thought as the big Arab pulled Carol to the dance floor. As John watched, he realised that Abdou was a big man. He looked to be about 40yrs old, but at some 6ft 4 inches in height, he looked very muscular and fit. John watched as they danced to a fairly quick number and then when the music ended, he could see Carol turn to come back to the table. Abdou however, caught her arm and pulled her back. He was not
Oh no. Abdou wanted to hold this fair-skinned beauty tight to his big body and hopefully she would feel his big cock as it erected against her taught and toned tummy. Yes, he thought to himself I’m going to enjoy the slow seduction of this one.
Abdou had been in the club when they arrived and had looked on with increasing arousal and excitement as this blond long-legged wife had danced with her wimp of a husband. He didn’t care that they were married; on the contrary, it made the chase and capture more exciting. After all he had done it many times before, but never with a woman as beautiful as this one.
And so as he pulled Carol back to him, he said “Please just one more, this is a slower number and we can relax a bit.”
Carol again had no answer to the reasonable request. She could feel her heart thumping and herself blushing like a school girl at the thought of dancing with this hulk of a man. “Alright, I’ll dance one more.”
Abdou smiled at her and Carol felt herself being pulled in close to the big man. Try as she might to keep him at arm’s length, the slow music made it a necessity to dance close. She sighed and gave up the struggle and let Abdou put his hand on her back and pulled her in close.
Carol realised that she had nowhere to put her head other than against his chest and that’s when she realised how tall he was. With her five-inch heels on she knew she was pushing 6 feet, yet Abdou still seemed to tower over her. As they moved around the dance floor Carol could smell his musky odour and strangely she found herself becoming aroused by the smell. To her shame she could feel her nipples hardening and was sure Abdou would notice. Abdou did indeed notice.
With her head against his chest, he could smell her scented hair and this coupled with the intimate closeness of their bodies caused his cock to grow and thicken. He hoped this American wife would feel his passion building against her lithe body. Carol certainly noticed something pushing into her tummy, but couldn’t quite register what it was. “It can’t be his penis,” she thought, “It’s much too big, surely?”
From John’s vantage point he had a ringside seat to the couple. It looked so sexual as they danced, the big tanned man holding his fair-skinned wife close. He could see Abdou’s big hand on her lower back and every so often it would dip down onto her sexy bum. John wondered whether the big Arab was getting aroused by dancing so intimately with his wife and if so what Carol would think if she felt the man’s erection.
Carol had exactly the same thoughts as she was guided round the dance floor expertly. As they danced she was constantly reminded of the huge bulge in Abdou’s trousers. She just couldn’t believe that it was this man’s penis; no man could have something so big surely? Abdou made sure that he pulled this sexy woman close at every opportunity and he hoped he was stoking the fire that would allow him to bed this wife later that night.
When there was a break in the music, Carol excused herself and went to the restroom. Abdou sauntered over to the table where John was sitting. “She’s a good dancer isn’t she?” Said John.
“Oh yes the best,” agreed Abdou. He was trying to think of a way of progressing his slow seduction of this white woman and decided to be bold. “Look John, the band will be winding up soon, why don’t you both come back to my apartment and I’ll show you some Moroccan hospitality. I also have some special liquor that I know you’ll love.”
John’s mind was racing with the possibilities of the situation. Would this be the chance to see his wife seduced and taken by this big stud? Supposing Carol won’t agree? Before he could engage his brain John found himself agreeing to Abdou’s offer. “Wonderful, wonderful,” beamed Abdou and he could feel his big cock twitch at the thought of bedding this beautiful wife.
Just then Carol reappeared looking slightly less flushed than before. “What are you two talking about?” She said.
Before John could say a word, Abdou said “Well, my dear, your husband has kindly accepted by invitation of hospitality at my apartment.”
Carol didn’t know what to say. She had thought John would whisk her off back to the hotel and give her the fucking she desperately needed. Rubbing up against Abdou’s manhood for over an hour had taken its toll and she could feel how wet she was. In fact, in the restroom she had needed to dab at her inflamed pussy with tissue paper in order to stop her juices soaking her skirt. Why do I always get so wet when I’m ovulating she wondered? “Well, I suppose we could come and see where you live,” she said, “but we mustn’t stay too late must we John?”
“What? I err no, I suppose not,” stammered John as Abdou rose and offered Carol his arm.
And so five minutes later the three of them found themselves heading off to an apartment where the lives of John and Carol would be changed forever. As they walked along John held one of Carol’s arms and Abdou the other. However, after a while John consciously let go of his wife’s arm and stepped behind Abdou.
This was not lost on the big Arab and he put his big protective arm around John’s wife as if to say to everyone she’s mine. If Carol hadn’t been so dazed by the evening’s events, she might have noticed various other Arab men smiling at Abdou with knowing grins. They had recognized the situation immediately; a western couple with cuckold husband following on as a big, powerful Arab man led the wife to his bed.
Soon they reached Abdou’s apartment and both John and Carol were pleasantly surprised at how spacious it was. “Let me get you some drinks,” said Abdou as both John and Carol collapsed into a big recliner.
Having sorted the drinks, Abdou put some music on and walking over to Carol he said, “Can we have another dance Carol, you’re such a good dancer?”
Before Carol could answer she felt her husband pushing her up. “Go on Carol, you know how much you enjoy it.”
John secretly wanted to see his wife in the arms of this Adonis again and who knows maybe more. Having no real reason to object, Carol agreed and as she accepted Abdou’s hand, she couldn’t help but feel a shiver at the thought of being reacquainted with his penis, albeit covered by his trousers. She had a suspicion, however that he wasn’t wearing any undergarments since his penis had seemed so clearly outlined back in the club.
As he clasped her to himself Abdou could feel his big cock twitch once again. He moved one hand down to the small of her back, just to test the waters and meeting no resistance after another minute or so he moved his hand onto her sexy bottom. He could feel through the thin dress that Carol wasn’t wearing pants, or perhaps only very skimpy ones and he couldn’t wait to see her naked.
Carol felt lost in a different world as she circled round with this big man. Not only she could feel his penis growing hard against her once more, but she felt his big hand on her bottom pulling her onto his hardness. When she looked at her husband, she noticed that he was just rubbing his own penis through his trousers. “My goodness,” she thought, “he’s getting turned on watching us. Supposing I flirt a bit more and show him what he’s missing?”
With that Carol deliberately started to open her legs and let Abdou’s muscular leg rub against her inflamed sex.
This change in Carol’s demeanour was not lost on Abdou. He let his hands roam all over the back of this sexy white wife and he leaned down to kiss and nibble her neck and ears. He heard Carol sigh and knew that he was close to capturing this sexy wife. “Carol, let’s give John a show to remember shall we?”
Carol was brought back from her dreamlike state by Abdou’s question. “What do you mean?” She asked.
Almost in a whisper Abdou said, “Just this.”
He had already found the zipper that ran down the back of Carol’s dress and he had it in his hands as he spoke to her. He slowly started to pull the zipper down and it was half way down her back before Carol realised what was happening. “Wait Abdou, we can’t do this I’m married.”
“So what of it, John wants me to undress you, don’t you John?”
John had no hesitation in replying in the affirmative. This is what he had wanted for so long.
Caught in the confusion and surprise of hearing her husband say that he wanted to see another man, a stranger at that, undress her, Carol just stood while Abdou pulled the zipper right down and then eased the dress off her shoulders. Suddenly she realised that she was standing in only her stockings and garter belt, thong panties and her high heels.
As she looked up at Abdou she saw something that she hadn’t seen in a man for years and that was undisguised lust. This man was lusting after her, this married woman! She should have felt ashamed of her feelings, but she didn’t. Having got half naked, she realised that she was enjoying the attention of this muscular Arab man. In fact, she decided to walk around in front of him as if to say ‘look at what my husband has and you haven’t’.
This might have been a foolish act, but it merely served to confirm what both men knew. For Abdou it confirmed that Carol was absolutely gorgeous, the sexiest western women he had ever seen and that she needed to be loved sexually. For John as he fingered his painfully erect cock, he knew that he was just a few steps away from pushing his wife in bed with another man. He was close to realizing his fantasy.
Abdou pulled Carol to him, lifted her face to his and he kissed her. Carol would always remember that first kiss since it was both passionate but more significantly the precursor to her crossing a line that could not be re-crossed, and to setting in motion events that would last her and her husband a lifetime. She accepted his big tongue into her mouth and her tongue fenced with his. She could feel his big hands roaming all over body now and she could also feel her overripe vagina juicing up again.
Suddenly, Abdou broke the kiss and taking Carol’s hand, and said, “Come, we’ll be more comfortable in here.” So saying, he led Carol into the adjoining bedroom in which there was an enormous bed surrounded by mirrors and also as Carol noticed a mirror above the bed on the ceiling. The significance of this she would remember later.
In her trance like state it seemed quite natural that Abdou should start to remove his clothing. Both Carol and John watched as the big man removed his shirt to reveal a hugely muscled chest and then he dropped his trousers and just as Carol had suspected he wore no underwear. His big cock reared up in all is magnificence and Abdou was gratified to hear both husband and wife express surprise at his size.
Abdou walked over to the bed where Carol was sitting and stood in front of her, his big cock semi erect. Carol’s head was at the same level as the big man’s groin and she was amazed at the whole size and muscularity of this man. Her trance like state was broken by Abdou who said softly “Take my cock into your mouth.”
Carol was aghast, “I can’t! It’s dirty and I’ve never done that before.”
Abdou laughed to himself. This wife was indeed naive and yet he was gratified that he would be the first man to have his cock sucked by her. Lifting her face so that she could look into his eyes, Abdou said, “Do it, you know you want to taste it and I want it now.”
There was the forcefulness behind his words that seemed to command Carol to do this act that had always seemed so abhorrent to her. And so she found herself reaching out and taking Abdou’s cock in her hand and stroking it.
Carol watched in fascination as her actions caused the cock to grow. Within a few strokes Abdou’s cock grew close to full erection at around Ten inches.
If Carol had been taken aback by this Arabs size earlier, now she was astounded. She only had her husband’s penis to compare this to, and she knew that he was only four inches. This magnificent specimen was double that and much thicker. From his vantage point John was also amazed that a man could have a cock so big. Yes, he had read stories of men with large cocks, but seeing one close up was amazing. John also felt a wave of excitement when he realised that his wife would be taking something that big into her pretty mouth.
Abdou loved the silky feel of this pretty wife’s finger wrapped around his throbbing cock. As he watched her face, he could see the conflict in this innocent women and was looking forward to the final conquest. Suddenly he felt Carol’s tongue swirling around the underside of his shaft and he couldn’t help but let out a groan of pleasure.
As for Carol she was warming to her task and found that licking a penis was not that bad after all. She loved the way it throbbed in her hand and she realised that she had the power to make this big man feel good. As she allowed more of his penis into her mouth, she decided she would do her best to make him enjoy it and hopefully bring him off so that she and her husband could go home for some passionate love-making. If only she knew how wrong she was!
Neither Abdou nor John was in a hurry for things to come to an end. Although Abdou was really enjoying this western wife sucking his cock, he knew it was her cunt that he had to possess in order to fully cuckold this husband. And so with much sadness after some five minutes of Carol doing her best to please him, Abdou pulled away from her.
Carol looked disappointed. “Didn’t I please you?” She asked.
“Yes, yes,” sighed Abdou, “but I don’t want to come in your pretty mouth.” So saying, he helped Carol onto the centre of the bed and pushed her onto her back. “Now I am going to return the favour and make you feel good.”
Carol was puzzled at what Abdou had in mind, but when she saw his big head dive down between her legs and his tongue come into contact with her vagina, she knew what he had in mind. “No, not there, it’s so dirty, I… Oh, oh Abdou I…” Her sentence was unfinished as she felt electric shocks running through her loins as this man licked and probed and sucked.
Abdou loved the smell and taste of this wife. Like all western women he loved how fresh they smelt and how neatly her bush was trimmed, not like the local women at all. He was going to make this naive wife beg for his cock and show her sissy husband how a woman should be loved.
John looked on with a mixture of excitement, but some jealousy as well. Carol had never let him lick her down there, but there again, he had never been that forceful with her. He now realised that he should have been more dominant with her. John realised that his own cock was straining for release and so he dropped his pants and underwear and took his throbbing cock in hand and started to toss himself off at the sight in front of him.
Carol was fast approaching her first orgasm and she knew it was going to be a big one. The pleasure just kept on growing and building and growing until with a massive shriek and gripping the sheets in her hands, she arched her whole body as her orgasm broke. She felt as if someone had connected her to an electric supply. Her whole body was tingling with pleasure radiating out from her core; her vagina seemed to be acting as the dynamo for her pleasure.
Abdou was gratified that he brought this wife off is such a spectacular manner. He was certain she would never have had such a big or intense orgasm before. He kept on sucking and licking as Carol shook and writhed and he was genuinely surprised at how hard she had come off. He could feel her body pulsing into his face.
It took a few minutes for Carol to come down from the massive high that she had just experienced. As she came back to reality she felt the big man moving up over her body until he was lying on top of her and his big brown eyes were looking into hers. Without hesitation Carol lifted her face to his and kissed him. “Thank you Abdou, that was amazing, I have never felt like that before.”
“It was my pleasure,” said Abdou, “but the best is still to come.”
“What do you mean,” Carol asked, thinking that now would be a good time to leave.
“I’m going to make love to you and make you feel like a real woman,” said Abdou.
“Oh no, I can’t make love to you, I’m married and I can’t break my marriage vows.”
“But your husband wants to see me make love to you and admit it, you’re dying to feel what a cock like mine would feel like aren’t you?”
“No, I-I… I’m not I… John is he right? Do you want him to make love to me? I’m your wife, it would be wrong.”
Both Carol and Abdou turned towards John and what a picture he was, sitting in a chair with pants around his ankles and small cock in hand. John was caught up in the sheer spectacle and overcome by lust. He knew he had to see Abdou make love to his wife, here was his chance to fulfil his fantasy and watch his wife being taken by a big cocked stranger. “Yes, I want Abdou to please you. He deserves to make love to you after pleasuring you like he has.”
Abdou smiled, he knew his husband was under his spell and would not stop him from taking his wife. “See, he wants it and you want it.” As he spoke Abdou was rubbing his bloated cock head across Carol’s sopping cunt and made sure that he kept dragging his cock across her inflamed clitoris.
“Put me in,” said Abdou.
Carol’s mind was in turmoil, she couldn’t believe that her husband wanted another man to make love to her, and yet he had said it in front of them both. “Ok,” she whispered, “put a condom on and make love to me.”
“I’m sorry,” said Abdou, “but I won’t be using a condom, I never use them and besides they don’t fit me anyway.”
Carol’s eyes widened, “No, no way, you’ve got to use a condom, I’m not on the pill and totally unprotected. I can’t risk getting pregnant with you, especially as I’m fertile right now.”
John had been avoiding the question of contraception in his mind, but he knew that his ultimate fantasy was to see his wife fucking another man bareback. And so he found himself, saying “It’s alright Carol, let Abdou take you bareback, and he will be careful and pull out before he comes. Besides, his cock will feel much better without anything wrapped round it.”
Carol couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Her husband wanted her to make love with another man and to cap it all to take her without any protection. Was he mad? She had never had a bare cock inside her, since she and John always used condoms. However, she had to admit she was curious as to what Abdou’s cock would feel like skin to skin and so she found herself telling him, “Abdou, you can make love to me without a condom, but promise me you will be very careful and pull out before you come. Will you promise me that?”
Looking into her trusting eyes, Abdou said, “I will do my best to be careful; we will both listen to what our bodies need and want.”
Carol didn’t quite understand what that meant, but she believed he was going to be a gentleman and pull out before he came.
“Now put me into you,” Abdou said with a tone that suggested that Carol should comply. “And your husband, come over here and watch as your wife takes my big cock.”
And so it was that Carol found herself gripping Abdou’s big cock with her left hand and John watched in awe as his lovely wife held the Arab’s shaft. It seemed especially erotic as Carol’s wedding bands caught the light as she rubbed this stranger’s cock up and down her slit and then eased the giant head into the split of her womanhood.
As Abdou pushed a couple of inches into Carol he heard her intake of breath. As for Carol she felt as if something was trying to split her vagina in two. Abdou kept up the firm and insistent pressure and suddenly he had five inches pushed into the squealing wife.
“I bet I’m deeper than your husband now, aren’t I Carol?” Said Abdou.
“Oh yes you are, is there much more to go?” Moaned Carol.
“Yes, but you can take it, just relax.” And so Abdou began a gentle rocking motion that saw him gradually work more and more of his big cock into the welcoming channel of this wife.
As John looked on he could see that Carol was gradually opening up for Abdou and after a few minutes the big Arab had managed to stuff all of his cock into his wife. He could see Abdou’s big balls pushing up against Carol’s bum and he became aware of his wife whimpering and making little ‘uh uh’ noises each time the big shaft was pushed fully home.
Abdou was in heaven, he had never felt such a tight gripping, quivering pussy before and the feelings encircling his cock were fantastic. His initial thoughts that this wife would be a great fuck were being realised as he ploughed his big cock into the whimpering wife. Carol was also sharing the wonderful sensations being generated by Abdou’s cock.
She couldn’t believe that she had taken this man’s entire massive penis into her vagina, but when she had felt his big balls slapping her pert bum, she knew that she had taken him all. Yes, there had been some discomfort, especially when his cock head had pushed into her cervix, but after a while she felt that he had pushed that barrier open and now the pain had been replaced by a feeling of being totally full, totally stuffed to her core. Any misgivings about letting another man make love to her had vanished and she now realised what she had been missing, with a small cocked man as a husband.
Deciding to abandon herself to the fuck, Carol looked up and for the first time noticed the mirrors on the ceiling. She was mesmerized by the reflection of Abdou covering this fair-skinned white woman, whose long stocking clad legs were draped across the man’s calves. Could this really be me, Carol wondered. As she gazed at the reflection, she noticed the body of the woman jerking in time to the thrusts of the big Arab. She marvelled at the muscular form of the man and in particular the large thrusting bum that was driving an enormous cock in and out of her body.
John was getting more and more worked up as he watched his wife being taken by the big Arab. As he stroked his cock he hoped that he would not come before Abdou pulled out and sprayed his come across his wife. As he knelt by the bed, he realised just how erotic the couple looked, the fair-skinned wife clad only in strappy stiletto sandals, long, lithe legs encased in nylons, draped across the thighs of the dark-skinned Arab, whose body was focused on driving a big cock in and out of this unprotected wife.
The contrast in the two skin colours was fantastic and to see his wife’s hand around the back of the Arab, wedding bands twinkling as she held close this man who was so expert ploughing her willing furrow. Although he was excited beyond belief, there was a nagging doubt at the back of his mind about pregnancy.
Although Abdou had promised he would pull out before he came, could he be trusted? After all, the feeling of fucking another man’s wife’s unprotected and the fertile womb must be tremendous and wouldn’t he want to finish the fuck by spewing his virile seed inside her?
These thoughts were interrupted by the moans of his wife, who had become more vociferous over the past few minutes. John realised she was going to come again. Abdou knew as well, he could feel Carol’s grip tightening on him and when she moved her legs up around his waist and grabbed his neck he could feel her orgasm begin. “Oh yes, oh my god, oh, I’m coming, yes, yes YESSS!”
Carol thought she would faint as her orgasm engulfed her. The pleasure was indescribable; every part of her body seemed to come alive as she thrashed around on the huge fuck stick that was pounding her convulsing cunt.
Abdou rode through her orgasm, determined not to let the pace of his fucking lessen. As the white wife lessened her grip on his neck, he was gratified to feel her long sexy legs clasped around his thrusting buttocks. What a sight it must be for her pathetic husband. Well, it wouldn’t be long now; soon it would be time for them to receive his Moroccan gift, as he emptied the contents of his big balls into the helpless wife. He prayed to God, she was ovulating today so that he could seed her in front of her husband.
Gradually, as Carol came down from the high of her orgasm she realised that Abdou was becoming more urgent in his lovemaking. She guessed that he had to be getting close to orgasm himself, after all he’d been fucking her for ages. “Abdou!” She gasped between thrusts, “Don’t forget to pull out will you?”
There was no reply from Abdou other than a grunt.
“Abdou are you listening? Please be careful, don’t come inside me or I will get pregnant.”
Abdou lifted himself up on his arms and stared down into the eyes of Carol. “I’m sorry Carol, but I’ve got to come inside you and fill you with my Arab seed, it’s my duty to send you home a real woman, one who has been fucked and seeded by a big cock.”
John was roused to say something, “No Abdou, you promised, please don’t make her pregnant with your baby, everyone will know. Pull out and come on her breasts.”
“Yes, yes,” said Carol, “Please do that, don’t cum in me, please, I’m begging you.”
Abdou just smiled. “Sorry, I’m going to fuck a baby into you. I’m going to show your husband how a woman should be impregnated and I’ll send you home with an Arab baby to swell your womb. Now hold on and prepare for your Moroccan gift.”
So saying Abdou set to on the last part of his journey in the cuckolding of this western couple. He could feel his Muslim seed churning in his big balls and he knew he had plenty to inseminate the womb of this woman. As he brought his fucking to a climax he noticed that Carol once again tightened her grip on him. He could feel her cross her ankles over his bum and once again, her hands were pulling his head down toward her.
As he dipped his head lower he felt Carol pull his ear close to her mouth and he heard her whisper the words, “Seed me Abdou, and make me pregnant. I want my belly to swell with your Arab child.”
Abdou was amazed at her sudden change, but not totally surprised. He had seen it before, when white women succumbed to lust and yearned for his spunk in their fertile wombs. Well, he wouldn’t disappoint this beauty, if she wanted a baby; he would certainly give her one.
John was frantically masturbating and scarcely able to breathe thinking about what was about to happen. He knew he couldn’t stop Abdou putting his Arab seed into his wife, but part of him knew he had to witness this ultimate betrayal of their marriage vows. With a sudden groan, he came, his thin, watery sperm splashing uselessly across his legs.
Just at that moment, Abdou felt his spunk beginning to rise. “Oh Carol, I’m going to come and fill you with my seed, here comes my baby you western slut.”
Carol could feel Abdou’s cock swell inside her and knew he was about to come. “Yes, my love, give it to me, breed me, make me yours and swell my belly with your baby.”
Abdou groaned, “Arghhh… Oh yes, here it is…” and with that he roared like a bull and started to fire his virile seed into the fertile womb of this lovely wife. Again and again he pumped as wave after wave of his sperm was pushed into the helpless wife.
John watched on with a mixture of fascination and horror as he saw the big man’s bum muscles clench time and time again, knowing full well that this was signalling volleys of spunk being fired into the unprotected womb of his wife.
The climax seemed to go forever, which was not perhaps surprising since Abdou hadn’t come for nearly two weeks. Carol was getting the benefit of his swollen balls. Eventually, however the thrusting stopped and the pair of them lay recovering from the fantastic mating.
Abdou made sure that he kept his big cock plugged inside of Carol to ensure that his sperm did its job. Not that he needed to bother since his big cock had fired his seed directly into her uterus and as they lay his seed was seeking out the helpless wife’s egg.
Carol lay softly stroking Abdou’s back and she continually kissed the man who has just made her a mother. Oh yes, she was in no doubt that the combination of large cock, big balls and her state of fertility would combine to make her pregnant. She didn’t want to let Abdou go, but eventually the big man pulled out of her and stood looking down at his conquest.
John just sat spellbound looking at the flushed body of his freshly fucked wife and his gaze was drawn to her sex which was plastered with their combined love juices.
After Abdou had cleaned himself up, he said to Carol, “If you want some more come back tomorrow and I will make love to you again.”
Carol looked at him through lust filled eyes and said, “I might just do that, after all, we want to make sure that I’m pregnant, don’t we!”
John didn’t know what to say, but sat in silence as his wife dressed and they hardly spoke a work all the way back to the hotel.
When John got into bed with Carol he thought that he should make love to his wife to give his sperm a chance to impregnate her. However, he was rebuffed by Carol, who told him she had to know who the father of a baby would be and so that until her next period came she would only fuck Abdou. John didn’t know what to say, but knew that at least he had temporarily lost his wife to the Arab.
And so it was that for the next five days Carol visited Abdou’s apartment, where she was thoroughly fucked and seeded numerous times. On the day they were due to go home, she got Abdou to fuck her four times and she boarded the plane home with his seed dripping out of her cunt and soaking her pants.
Once back home they waited for Carol’s period to come but of course it never did. After two months Carol took a home pregnancy test and went slightly pale when she realised that she was indeed pregnant with an Arab baby.
Despite arguments with John, there was however no chance of her getting rid of the baby and she told John she would carry it to full term. What she would tell her parents she had no idea, but she knew one thing and that was every time she looked at her swelling belly she would remember the fantastic fucking that her given her their first baby.