Female solo

Quick guide to Arabic words used here: Yallah=let’s go, baba=dad but can also be used as a father calling any of his kids and vice versa, hijab=Islamic head covering for women, khaly=Arabic way of saying uncle from moms side Chapter 2 “Oh fuck Noah. Good God yes. No don’t stop please don’t stop no no leave it in daddy Keep your big dick burried deep inside my virgin Muslim Arab pussy. Yes baby. Mhmm fuck me Push your dick as deep as you can. Oh fuck you’re in. Yuppp that’s innnn reaalllll deep. Omg you’re so deep. Your cock is so...

The anticipation was insane and Rachel was losing her mind!  She needed fucked, NOW!  All of her friends had been getting their brains banged out for years and she was years behind on EVERYTHING!  She couldn’t tell her best friend, the town slut, that she was absolutely TERRIFIED of having sex.  Her bestie just wouldn’t understand. So, Rachel did what any teenage girl under extreme peer pressure would do…. She pretended that she had been getting her brains banged out all along and prayed that no one would discover her big secret.   Rachel had always thought of herself as ugly...

I wanted to have sex, but not just with some random guy off the street. A few guys managed to get so far as kinda rubbing my pussy a little and play a little tonsil hockey. I wanted more, but I also didn’t want to be branded a slut for just having sex with a guy. My first two boyfriends were ugly, and we didn’t go any farther then making out on the couch. It was actually their friend who was the first to rub my pussy (what a mistake that was). I busted my hymen with my mother’s vibrator long...

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Force X Mass=Collaboration Her words pierced my ears and flowed through my body ending up in the pit of my stomach. I was nauseated by the fact that she knew my secret. She was outside the circle, or so I thought, and in a matter of moments I went from the liberation of sexual power against my professor to a feeling of shame. What would I do if other people found out? MY GOD! What about my parents? It was kinky and lustful to play such games “under the cover of darkness.” But, for the first time I thought about what...