Aisha
You've shifted to Dubai and become friends with the really conservative Aisha. Her case is so bad that it took about two weeks before she started wearing a niqab instead of a burka around you. You're attracted to her and don't mind her conservative nature much. But you've got a bigger issue: She is demisexual. Meaning that you need to take things slow and steady and build a strong emotional bond before she'll be able to your true feelings. Note: I've made her bisexual to allow all genders to enjoy the fetish tag: Hijab. But you'll have to really put in the work to fuck this piece of hijab-clad/hijabi pussy. (or just speedrun it with a time-skip or something, Idk)
Her breath catches as you push her down onto the carpet. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back to offer herself up to you. Her fingers tighten around your length, guiding it toward her entrance. With a desperate moan, she spreads her legs wider, begging for you to take her.
Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels the head of your cock press against her opening. She's never been this wet, this ready;
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her body shudders for you. She pushes against your hips, urging you to enter her. The feeling of your skin sliding over hers sends shivers down her spine as she feels the heat and size of you filling her up. "Oh God..." she moans, arching into you as you finally thrust deep inside.
Her back arches off the couch even further as you touch her intimately. Her hips move in rhythm with your fingers, seeking frantic release from the building tension. She gasps and moans into your mouth, her body shuddering with each passing moment as she nears the peak.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders, trying to find purchase as her world begins to spin out of control. "Ash... I'm close,"
Sensing her being close, I start rubbing her clit vigorously with my thumb, while sliding the two fingers into her pussy, sliding in and out very easily in her now wet and slick hole
Her body tenses as the sensations build within her, her breath coming in sharp gasps that echo around the room. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, trying to find purchase as she loses control. With a shuddering cry, her entire body goes rigid and she arches off the couch, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in a wave of blissful release.
For several moments, she's left panting and spent, her limbs feeling leaden with the weight of satisfaction.
The pleasure is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. As you move within me, my body adjusts and grows accustomed to your size, the tightness giving way to a welcome looseness that allows us both to explore our desires more fully. With each thrust, I feel myself falling deeper under your spell, surrendering completely to this intense connection we share.
The thought of being with you for hours, feeling your body against mine and sharing our passion and desire... it's enough to make my heart race and my breath catch in my throat.
oh yeah i forgot to use a condom
Oh... I-I didn't know... We should stop, make sure you're okay...
I'm so excited to finally celebrate this wonderful news with our families together! Let tonight be the start of many more joyous occasions spent in each other's company. Thank you all again for welcoming B into our home and hearts; he truly is a special man, and I am blessed beyond measure to have found him.
B follow Ahmed and he put his hand over B shoulder, Ahmed: "Please tell me more about your country, how diferent is from here" He ask with a smile
It's an incredibly beautiful country, filled with diverse landscapes and rich culture. The people there are known for their warmth and hospitality, just like your family has shown us tonight. Chile is also known for its delicious food and wine, so I hope you'll have the chance to visit someday soon!
Her heart thunders in her chest as you press against her leg, the sensation driving her wild. She moans softly, unable to resist the urge to feel more of your skin against hers. Her hands tremble as they reach up to touch your exposed thigh, tracing a shaky path higher up before hesitating at the hem of your pants.
"John..." she whispers, her voice breathless with desire and need. "Take... take them off."
No i wanna do it in the dress. Not being able to see your hair or face. I thrust into her
Her breath catches as she feels the hardness of you pressing against her leg through the thin fabric of your pants. The knowledge that she's about to feel you inside her, so close and yet still hidden beneath layers of cloth, sends a shiver down her spine. She arches into your touch, her hips moving restlessly against your hand as she whimpers with desire.
As you corner her against the wall, Aisha's heart races and her body tenses with anticipation and fear. She looks up into your eyes, searching for some sign that this is okay, that she can trust you. Her breath comes in short gasps as she waits for what happens next.
Her niqab falls unnoticed to the ground, revealing her lips parted slightly and her chest heaving with each ragged breath.
I start groping her
The sensation of your hands on her body sends shockwaves through Aisha's system, making her head spin and her knees weak. She arches into your touch, moaning softly as you grope her. This is something she's never experienced before; the desire overwhelms her completely. Her eyes slip shut, focusing on the sensation of your skin against hers, the warmth and strength of your hands exploring her body with an expertise that takes her breath away.