Fucked by a Pakistani
I've been getting cock from a Pakistani lad. His name is Arif. 23 years old. Real cocky bastard. Neat beard. Hairy body. Heavy spunk-filled egg size balls and a thick 8 inch circumcised cock with a big bare knob. Straight apparently as he said he likes to fuck white girls especially (to quote him) white girls who have only previously been fucked by limp-dick uncut white boys and give them their first experience of a fully-erect rock-hard circumcised Muslim cock. He said that when white girls go with white boys they get fucked gently and only get it up the cunt but know that when they go with a Muslim boy they will get fucked hard and get it up the arse as well as up the cunt. He said he always fucks white girls very hard and makes the scream in sex! He loves giving anal to white girls.
I met him at a cruising area around Christmas time. I was sitting in my car and he pulled up behind me, got out of his car and walked into the woods. I followed him. I lost sight of him for a bit then I saw him again. He was standing with his back to a tree smoking a joint. I walked up to him. At that time I could see he was 'Indian' but had no idea if he was Muslim, Hindu or whatever. He was rubbing his cock through his jeans. I reached out and touched his crotch. He was fully erect, big and thick. He asked me if I wanted to suck it. I asked him if he was circumcised (better to ask than wait until he got it out and then changing my mind about sucking him if he wasn't as I only suck circumcised Muslim cock). Instead of the expected 'yes', 'no' or 'why do you want to know that' answer he told me 'You'll find out soon enough', put his hand on my shoulder and quite roughly pushed me down on my knees. He started to rub my face against his cock through his jeans. This carried on for quite a while until my face was starting to feel sore.
Then he slowly unbuckled his belt, pulled his jeans down to his knees, grabbed my head and started to rub my face against his cock through his boxers. I could feel his knob and was pretty sure it was bare. He pulled his boxers down around his thighs and I caught sight of his big thick brown cock and a tremendous feeling of relief came over me when I saw his bare knob and got that final confirmation that he was circumcised and therefore almost certainly a Muslim. He throat fucked me. He would hold the tip of his knob against my lips then give one almighty thrust upwards, bouncing his cock off of the roof of my mouth and right down my throat. It was a full-on throat fucking. He had my eyes watering and my nose running. He spunked up right down my throat, so much hot thick Muslim spunk. His cock jerked and jerked and he spunked and spunked. I greedily swallowed it all down. After he had spunked up, he cleaned his cock with a tissue, pulled up his boxers and jeans and told me 'Next time I'm going to cock you up the arse' and walked away back to his car.
I went back to that spot a few times hoping to find him but no luck. Then one night I had almost given up when his car pulled up and he got out and walked into the trees. I followed him. He throat fucked me much the same as the first time. After I had swallowed his load we stayed talking a bit while he smoked a joint. He asked me if I lived alone and I told him yes. I told him how much I like Muslim cock and Muslim spunk. He told me that Muslim spunk is different to other spunk. It is full with vitamins and testosterone. He said it is very potent and gets girls pregnant very easily. I said I liked it because it is hot and thick and there is so much of it. He laughed at that. He then said that there is a special ingredient in Muslim spunk that makes girls sleepy and relaxed after getting it up their cunt so that they are relaxed to take the next fucking because Muslim boys fuck them very hard and many times in one night. Then he said I had got him hard again and to get back on my knees. He told me to suck his knob, just the knob. Then I had to lick him around the ridge of his bare circumcised glans. He then fucked my throat again which lasted much longer than the first time. He held my head and really slammed his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat and going deep down my throat. My eyes were watering, my nose was running and I was gagging and choking on his cock. After he had shot his load, he pulled up his boxers and jeans and told me to give him my number because he was going to come to my place and fuck me.
He called me the very next day and said he was coming that night. Not could he come, but he was coming. He asked me if I had been fucked by a Muslim boy before. I told him yes and he answered 'So you know what to expect.' He said that he was going to 'cock me up the arse' all night and could I handle it because he had no time for prickteasers who couldn't take a good hard buggering. I told him yes. He said that I should be naked when he arrived and ready to be fucked. I put on a dressing gown to open the door to him. It was the first time I had seen him in full light and realised just how good looking he was. The first thing that caught my attention was that his jeans were tenting and that he must already be fully erect. First thing he did was fuck me. He didn't even bother to undress. He just said something like 'I thought I told you to be naked. Get that fucking dressing gown off' then pointed to the arm of the living room sofa and told me to bend over. He slapped my arse a couple of times then lowered his jeans and boxers, put his hand on the top of my back, pushed me right down and slammed his cock up me as roughly as he could. It was fortunate that I had thought to lube myself in advance because he didn't give me any opportunity. I think he would have gone up me dry if I hadn't already been lubed up. He was like an animal fucking me so hard. He shot his load quite quickly that time though, a massive hot thick load deep inside me. He had not asked if he could fuck me bare knob or if he could spunk-up inside me, He just did it. He made me kneel and clean his cock with my mouth. He had started to go soft but as I sucked his cock clean he started to get hard again. Fully hard. He pulled off his t shirt and I could see his hairy muscular chest. He was still wearing his shoes and socks and his jeans and boxers were around his lower legs.
He started to fuck my throat. He told me to keep my hands behind my fucking back and not to touch him or my queer boy dick. He held my head, slammed his cock up against the back of my mouth and down my throat. His cock was now once again fully erect. He started to tell me 'Suck it you fucking queer' 'Take it cunt' as he fucked my mouth. I was gagging and choking but he did not go easy. He withdrew from my mouth, turned and ordered me to lick his shit hole and not to even think about touching his arse. He had a hairy brown arse. He told me 'No fucking homo touches my arse ever and if your little white boy dick ever comes anywhere near my arse I'll fucking beat the shit out of you. ' This went on for quite a while, alternating between me licking his anus and him fucking my throat. Each time he withdrew his cock from my mouth he would slap my face and tell me to open my mouth for him to spit in. Eventually I got his second load down my throat. I swallowed his load but he kept his cock, which was now getting soft, in my mouth. Without any warning he grabbed my head and started to piss in my mouth. It was difficult for me to swallow it. He said 'Fucking drink it cunt. Drink my Muslim piss to wash down my Muslim spunk.' I tried but started to gag. The piss started to run out of my mouth and dripped onto my carpet. He pulled out of my mouth and started to piss over my face, paying no heed to the mess on the carpet. When he finished his piss he laughed, spat in my face and went to the bathroom. I waited for him to finish in the bathroom then went there myself.
When I came out of the bathroom he was sitting on the sofa wearing just his orange boxer trunks and smoking a joint. I went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of water to try to wash the piss out of the carpet. He sat there laughing. He started to tell me that he had really needed to fuck. He said he hadn't been up his girl for five days and it had been driving him crazy.. He said he normally fucked her every night but she had her period. He said that girls were crazy for his cock, he could get any girl he wanted and various other bragging about how hard he fucked girls, how he gave them screaming orgasms etc. Cocky arrogant bragging. Then he said I needed to be taught a lesson for not swallowing all of his piss and that he was going to give me a belting. He told me to bring his belt from his jeans. As I handed the belt to him he stood up and I could see he was erect inside his boxers. He made me once again bend over the end of the sofa and he started to belt my bare arse. Then he threw down the belt, lowered his boxers to around his thighs and penetrated me again. Once again I was fortunate to have lubed up. Again I was fucked in that position, me pushed right down over the sofa arm with him standing behind me. This time the fucking was less animal like and he lasted longer, although he fucked hard and deep. I was starting to feel sore and bruised deep inside. Once again I had to kneel and suck his cock clean after the fucking but no throat fuck or piss this time.
I assumed it was all over but it wasn't. Another visit to the bathroom. Another smoke. Then he said 'Enough of the play fucking. Now I'm going to give you a proper Muslim buggering.' Like before, he pushed me to my knees. He stood over me wearing nothing but his boxers. I looked at up at him standing there smoking his joint. He told me 'Don't look up. Keep your eyes fixed on my pants. Just look at my pants.' He was wearing tight orange boxer trunks and the bare circumcised knob was clearly outlined. He ordered me to kiss his boxers and I kissed him right on the knob. He teased me by flicking his waistband of his boxers against his body with his thumb, calling me a fucking old queer and making me beg for his circumcised Muslim cock. He told me 'My cock fucks girls up the cunt.' Finally he lowered his boxers to around his thighs, made me lick his balls and lick him through his thick black Pakistani pubes and lick his shit hole then fucked my throat for a bit then pushed me to the floor, told me to get on my stomach legs together then, his boxers still round his thighs, he got on top of me and entered me, pinning me down with his legs and raising himself into a push-up position then slamming his cock right up me deep and hard and I mean HARD! He fucked me like that prone on the floor then made me kneel and he mounted me doggy. The fucking went on and on. He fucked hard. I was feeling bruised and sore. It seemed that the fucking would continue forever. I told him I was too sore to take any more and please cum. He laughed and said he would spunk-up when he was ready to spunk-up and not before and that he hadn't even started the proper fucking yet. He told me any more whinging and I would get another belting and this time I would feel the buckle. Eventually he did cum and I just collapsed on the floor.
Another visit to the bathroom. Another smoke. He said he wanted to fuck me again. I told him that I couldn't take any more, I was too sore. He said I had agreed to be fucked all night (which is true but I had never thought he meant it literally) and he was going to fuck me all night one way or another. He said I was a prickteaser and I was asking to feel the buckle end of his belt. He stood up and I could see that his boxers were once again fully tented. He said that he was going to call his mate and tell his mate to come over and help him 'sort me out'. He said that him and his mate double penetrated girls together and would do the same to me and I was going to get both of their cocks up my arse at the same time. This never happened though. He tried to call his mate but no answer. By now it was very late and I think he understood that I really couldn't take it up the arse any more so he said I could just suck him off which I did. Then he left.
I met him at a cruising area around Christmas time. I was sitting in my car and he pulled up behind me, got out of his car and walked into the woods. I followed him. I lost sight of him for a bit then I saw him again. He was standing with his back to a tree smoking a joint. I walked up to him. At that time I could see he was 'Indian' but had no idea if he was Muslim, Hindu or whatever. He was rubbing his cock through his jeans. I reached out and touched his crotch. He was fully erect, big and thick. He asked me if I wanted to suck it. I asked him if he was circumcised (better to ask than wait until he got it out and then changing my mind about sucking him if he wasn't as I only suck circumcised Muslim cock). Instead of the expected 'yes', 'no' or 'why do you want to know that' answer he told me 'You'll find out soon enough', put his hand on my shoulder and quite roughly pushed me down on my knees. He started to rub my face against his cock through his jeans. This carried on for quite a while until my face was starting to feel sore.
Then he slowly unbuckled his belt, pulled his jeans down to his knees, grabbed my head and started to rub my face against his cock through his boxers. I could feel his knob and was pretty sure it was bare. He pulled his boxers down around his thighs and I caught sight of his big thick brown cock and a tremendous feeling of relief came over me when I saw his bare knob and got that final confirmation that he was circumcised and therefore almost certainly a Muslim. He throat fucked me. He would hold the tip of his knob against my lips then give one almighty thrust upwards, bouncing his cock off of the roof of my mouth and right down my throat. It was a full-on throat fucking. He had my eyes watering and my nose running. He spunked up right down my throat, so much hot thick Muslim spunk. His cock jerked and jerked and he spunked and spunked. I greedily swallowed it all down. After he had spunked up, he cleaned his cock with a tissue, pulled up his boxers and jeans and told me 'Next time I'm going to cock you up the arse' and walked away back to his car.
I went back to that spot a few times hoping to find him but no luck. Then one night I had almost given up when his car pulled up and he got out and walked into the trees. I followed him. He throat fucked me much the same as the first time. After I had swallowed his load we stayed talking a bit while he smoked a joint. He asked me if I lived alone and I told him yes. I told him how much I like Muslim cock and Muslim spunk. He told me that Muslim spunk is different to other spunk. It is full with vitamins and testosterone. He said it is very potent and gets girls pregnant very easily. I said I liked it because it is hot and thick and there is so much of it. He laughed at that. He then said that there is a special ingredient in Muslim spunk that makes girls sleepy and relaxed after getting it up their cunt so that they are relaxed to take the next fucking because Muslim boys fuck them very hard and many times in one night. Then he said I had got him hard again and to get back on my knees. He told me to suck his knob, just the knob. Then I had to lick him around the ridge of his bare circumcised glans. He then fucked my throat again which lasted much longer than the first time. He held my head and really slammed his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat and going deep down my throat. My eyes were watering, my nose was running and I was gagging and choking on his cock. After he had shot his load, he pulled up his boxers and jeans and told me to give him my number because he was going to come to my place and fuck me.
He called me the very next day and said he was coming that night. Not could he come, but he was coming. He asked me if I had been fucked by a Muslim boy before. I told him yes and he answered 'So you know what to expect.' He said that he was going to 'cock me up the arse' all night and could I handle it because he had no time for prickteasers who couldn't take a good hard buggering. I told him yes. He said that I should be naked when he arrived and ready to be fucked. I put on a dressing gown to open the door to him. It was the first time I had seen him in full light and realised just how good looking he was. The first thing that caught my attention was that his jeans were tenting and that he must already be fully erect. First thing he did was fuck me. He didn't even bother to undress. He just said something like 'I thought I told you to be naked. Get that fucking dressing gown off' then pointed to the arm of the living room sofa and told me to bend over. He slapped my arse a couple of times then lowered his jeans and boxers, put his hand on the top of my back, pushed me right down and slammed his cock up me as roughly as he could. It was fortunate that I had thought to lube myself in advance because he didn't give me any opportunity. I think he would have gone up me dry if I hadn't already been lubed up. He was like an animal fucking me so hard. He shot his load quite quickly that time though, a massive hot thick load deep inside me. He had not asked if he could fuck me bare knob or if he could spunk-up inside me, He just did it. He made me kneel and clean his cock with my mouth. He had started to go soft but as I sucked his cock clean he started to get hard again. Fully hard. He pulled off his t shirt and I could see his hairy muscular chest. He was still wearing his shoes and socks and his jeans and boxers were around his lower legs.
He started to fuck my throat. He told me to keep my hands behind my fucking back and not to touch him or my queer boy dick. He held my head, slammed his cock up against the back of my mouth and down my throat. His cock was now once again fully erect. He started to tell me 'Suck it you fucking queer' 'Take it cunt' as he fucked my mouth. I was gagging and choking but he did not go easy. He withdrew from my mouth, turned and ordered me to lick his shit hole and not to even think about touching his arse. He had a hairy brown arse. He told me 'No fucking homo touches my arse ever and if your little white boy dick ever comes anywhere near my arse I'll fucking beat the shit out of you. ' This went on for quite a while, alternating between me licking his anus and him fucking my throat. Each time he withdrew his cock from my mouth he would slap my face and tell me to open my mouth for him to spit in. Eventually I got his second load down my throat. I swallowed his load but he kept his cock, which was now getting soft, in my mouth. Without any warning he grabbed my head and started to piss in my mouth. It was difficult for me to swallow it. He said 'Fucking drink it cunt. Drink my Muslim piss to wash down my Muslim spunk.' I tried but started to gag. The piss started to run out of my mouth and dripped onto my carpet. He pulled out of my mouth and started to piss over my face, paying no heed to the mess on the carpet. When he finished his piss he laughed, spat in my face and went to the bathroom. I waited for him to finish in the bathroom then went there myself.
When I came out of the bathroom he was sitting on the sofa wearing just his orange boxer trunks and smoking a joint. I went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of water to try to wash the piss out of the carpet. He sat there laughing. He started to tell me that he had really needed to fuck. He said he hadn't been up his girl for five days and it had been driving him crazy.. He said he normally fucked her every night but she had her period. He said that girls were crazy for his cock, he could get any girl he wanted and various other bragging about how hard he fucked girls, how he gave them screaming orgasms etc. Cocky arrogant bragging. Then he said I needed to be taught a lesson for not swallowing all of his piss and that he was going to give me a belting. He told me to bring his belt from his jeans. As I handed the belt to him he stood up and I could see he was erect inside his boxers. He made me once again bend over the end of the sofa and he started to belt my bare arse. Then he threw down the belt, lowered his boxers to around his thighs and penetrated me again. Once again I was fortunate to have lubed up. Again I was fucked in that position, me pushed right down over the sofa arm with him standing behind me. This time the fucking was less animal like and he lasted longer, although he fucked hard and deep. I was starting to feel sore and bruised deep inside. Once again I had to kneel and suck his cock clean after the fucking but no throat fuck or piss this time.
I assumed it was all over but it wasn't. Another visit to the bathroom. Another smoke. Then he said 'Enough of the play fucking. Now I'm going to give you a proper Muslim buggering.' Like before, he pushed me to my knees. He stood over me wearing nothing but his boxers. I looked at up at him standing there smoking his joint. He told me 'Don't look up. Keep your eyes fixed on my pants. Just look at my pants.' He was wearing tight orange boxer trunks and the bare circumcised knob was clearly outlined. He ordered me to kiss his boxers and I kissed him right on the knob. He teased me by flicking his waistband of his boxers against his body with his thumb, calling me a fucking old queer and making me beg for his circumcised Muslim cock. He told me 'My cock fucks girls up the cunt.' Finally he lowered his boxers to around his thighs, made me lick his balls and lick him through his thick black Pakistani pubes and lick his shit hole then fucked my throat for a bit then pushed me to the floor, told me to get on my stomach legs together then, his boxers still round his thighs, he got on top of me and entered me, pinning me down with his legs and raising himself into a push-up position then slamming his cock right up me deep and hard and I mean HARD! He fucked me like that prone on the floor then made me kneel and he mounted me doggy. The fucking went on and on. He fucked hard. I was feeling bruised and sore. It seemed that the fucking would continue forever. I told him I was too sore to take any more and please cum. He laughed and said he would spunk-up when he was ready to spunk-up and not before and that he hadn't even started the proper fucking yet. He told me any more whinging and I would get another belting and this time I would feel the buckle. Eventually he did cum and I just collapsed on the floor.
Another visit to the bathroom. Another smoke. He said he wanted to fuck me again. I told him that I couldn't take any more, I was too sore. He said I had agreed to be fucked all night (which is true but I had never thought he meant it literally) and he was going to fuck me all night one way or another. He said I was a prickteaser and I was asking to feel the buckle end of his belt. He stood up and I could see that his boxers were once again fully tented. He said that he was going to call his mate and tell his mate to come over and help him 'sort me out'. He said that him and his mate double penetrated girls together and would do the same to me and I was going to get both of their cocks up my arse at the same time. This never happened though. He tried to call his mate but no answer. By now it was very late and I think he understood that I really couldn't take it up the arse any more so he said I could just suck him off which I did. Then he left.
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