Hira al-Masri was an Arab girl that had been living in the UAE all of her life. She had gotten married early(at the age of 21), which was the custom in her country. Her husband Ahmad, was a rich businessman who owned a business in Sharjah and was a lot older than her. He was in his mid 30's but her parents had thought he was a good match for her financially and they had rushed to get her married off.
Hira's sex life had been pretty decent by her standards, she was a virgin and inexperienced and though her husband was reluctant to do anything spicy such as oral sex, they would have sex on a regular basis. A few weeks after they had been married, her husband brought up the idea of going on a honeymoon since they had not gone anywhere since they'd been married. Ahmad asked Hira if there was anywhere she would like to go. Hira had recently gotten into Bollywood movies and promptly suggested to go to India and visit the Taj Mahal, which was always on her bucket list to visit and the whole love story behind it intrigued her.
The couple planned the trip and a week later, their flight landed at Mumbai airport and Hira's husband suggested they take the overnight train north to go visit the Taj Mahal. Hira had never been on a train and readily agreed to the new experience.
Hira and her husband boarded the train at around 8 PM just as the sun was setting. Their train ride would be overnight and their ETA was to arrive in the morning. As Hira boarded, she noticed a couple stares from the locals that were on the train, she looked out of place as she had on some tight jeans paired with a white blouse and she had on her hijab which she would wear whenever she left her house. Hira was around 5'7 which was tall compared to most of the women in India, she had long black hair and was very fair skinned which made her stand out even more. She was what most would describe as curvy, with an ass that stuck out and tits that were much bigger than average.
Most of the ladies meanwhile on the train were wearing "sarees" or other type of cultural clothing. She could feel the stare of random men, checking her out as she followed her husband through the main area of the train. They kept looking at her ass and she could feel like she was being undressed by their eyes. She had heard that Indian men were into fair skinned foreigners and as she made her way to her seat, she felt hands rub against her thighs and ass.
Thankfully her husband had booked a cabin on the train and Hira was grateful she wouldn't have to stay among so many people, the couple made their way to the cabin and slid open the door where they would staying. The cabin was well-lit with a bench on each side to sit and a folding table in the middle.
"We are on this side Hira," her husband told her as he placed his suitcase on the right bench.
Hira followed his lead and placed her suitcase next to her husband's and they both sat down on the bench. They heard the whistle of the train and assumed the train was getting ready to set off.
"Looks like it's just us in this cabin," Hira said. Before she could finish her sentence, the door slld open and in walked an older looking Indian man. He looked to be in his 50's with a gray stubble, wiry and very dark skin, he was well dressed and about the same height as Hira.
"How is it going folks, I am Aravind, I believe this bench is mine," he said as he set his stuff down on the opposite bench to theirs and sat down. Hira and her husband introduced themselves and no sooner had they done that, the train took off.
Dinner arrived around 10 PM and both Aravind and the couple had a light conversation about where they were going and where they were from.
"Sharjah hmm, must be you folks first time here in India," Aravind exclaimed.
"It is, a first experience for both of us," Hira's husband responded.
Aravind grunted his acknowledgement and soon dinner was over. Hira's husband and Aravind both folded the table as they got ready for bed. The train attendants had offered them blankets, sheets and pillows but the benches were too narrow to sleep on.
Aravind folded up both benches as everyone stood up, he suggested that they spread the sheets on the ground and they can all go to sleep on the ground. Hira's husband agreed that it was the best solution to their dilemma. The couple and Aravind spread out the sheets and arranged the pillows and blankets. Hira noticed Aravind glancing her direction every time she bent over to lay out the sheets and could tell he was checking her ass out, she didn't want to assume anything and stayed quiet, because after all, it was one night and why create a fuss.
Aravind couldn't believe his luck, he was about to sleep to next to one of the most beautiful looking Arab woman he'd seen. Despite his age, he was still a pervert. He could see that this young hijabi was just married, her ass sticking out everytime she bent over, he wished he could walk over rip off her jeans and eat her ass out then fuck her ass like no tomorrow. Aravind had always had a hijab fetish, the hijabi muslim girls he knew were all so conservative, only exposing their bodies to their husbands, being reluctant and their sexual nature being hidden made him even more aroused.
"Now who's going to sleep in the middle?" Aravind inquired with a sheepish grin.
Hira weighed up the options, it would have to be either her or her husband, now way she could sleep against the wall of the cabin getting spooned by a stranger, atleast if she was in the middle, she could be closer to her husband.
"You are going to have to be in the middle Hira, you know I get too hot and can't get any sleep with the body heat of 2 people next to me," Hira's husband said making the decision for all of them.
"Works for me," Aravind said.
They decided to give Aravind one separate blanket and the couple would sleep under one blanket. Her husband got changed into his pajamas and Aravind followed suit right after. Hira needed to change into pajamas but she couldn't with Aravind there.
"Aravind could you turn around while I change?" she asked. Aravind promptly turned around to look out the window as Hira began peeling her jeans off. Little did Hira or her husband know, Aravind could see her reflection in the window.
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Aravind could see clearly Hira bend down to take off her jeans, her panties coming into view showing him what he already could tell through her tight jeans, this hijabi had a thick ass. Seeing her ass turned him on, his cock hardening under his boxers that he was wearing to bed. He saw the young married hijabi, unbutton her blouse and take it off revealing her blue laced bra underneath. Aravind couldn't believe he was getting a strip tease for free.
Hira unclipped her bra and let it fall off and put on a large t-shirt and got under the sheets. It was an incredibly hot evening and Hira didn't want to be too warm when she slept. She kept on her hijab as she didn't want Aravind to see her hair when she was asleep and he would be right behind her. They were under separate sheets so she didn't think it would be an issue to just have a shirt on with panties underneath. Her husband had already gotten under the sheets and turned over to face the cabin wall on the right.
"Can I turn around now?" Aravind asked.
"Oh yes, sorry I kept you waiting," Hira replied.
Aravind turned around and shut off the overhead lights. The cabin suddenly became dark with only the moonlight lighting up the cabin. Aravind took off his shirt and shorts and in his boxers slowly slid under the sheet behind Hira.
Hira felt the other blanket move against her as she felt Aravind lie down. She could hear snoring and knew her husband had fallen asleep, tired from the long journey. She turned over so she was facing his back and fell asleep.
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Hira woke up suddenly to a sound and realized it had suddenly started raining. She opened her eyes and could see her husband still asleep facing the other way. There was something poking her butt from behind. That's odd she thought and reached down to find her panties missing and her shirt bunched up right underneath her breasts. She was sure she had kept them on and not taken them off before she went to sleep. Hira turned over to see what was poking her and she was face to face with Aravind.
He was asleep, she could see his chest rising and falling as he breathed. Hira lifted her blanket to see what was poking her and what she saw poking her made her catch her breath.
Aravind was naked, his 7 inch cock was resting on her thigh, completely rock hard. It had been on her ass but now was resting on her thigh after she had turned. She could see the veins and the foreskin covering the tip. It was the first uncircumcised cock she had ever seen and it was much thicker than her husband's. She slowly took it in her hand and felt it pulse. She knew that it was wrong to touch a stranger's cock, one that was uncut too which was known as impure in her culture but she was just moving it was the justification in her mind. She turned over.
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Aravind had waited till he heard the Arab hijabi's breathing become shallow from her drifting off to sleep. He peeled back her blanket and marveled at her ass. No way this ass should be just for her husband, he probably can't handle it anyway he thought. He touched her ass, slowly squeezing her ass cheek but not hard enough to wake her up. He gently slid his fingers under the waistband of her panties and slide them off. He could see her pussy in between her ass cheeks, the moonlight giving him enough light to see that she was completely smooth. He knew Muslims and especially hijabis kept their cunt nice and clean.
He didn't want her to suddenly wake up and hatched a plan. He slowly peeled off his boxers and took his growing cock in his hand. Rubbing it against her ass he started tugging on it till it grew to it's full length, he felt like it would explode. He knew he would have to be patient if he wanted to seduce this hijabi, that too with her husband right next to her. He nestled his cock in between her ass cheeks and pretended to fall asleep.
He felt her wake up and turn around. He could feel Hira pick up his cock and there was nothing in the world he wanted more than for her to jerk it for him. To his dismay she just moved it away and turned over. He knew that now was the time to initiate.
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Hira couldn't fall asleep. She felt guilty for touch Aravind's uncut cock. She was newly married and it wasn't right for her to touch a stranger's cock. She had to admit that it fascinated her though, she had never seen much less touched a cock other than her husband's. It was so black, hairy, veiny and the foreskin was so thick. She couldn't believe she was thinking about it.
Hira felt it again, this time it wasn't just poking her ass, it was sliding in her butt crack getting ever close to her pussy. She could feel the heat emanating off of Aravind's cock, a strange hindu man who she had met like 3 hours ago and it was making her aroused. This isn't right she thought and she turned around to pull it off of her again.
She came face to face with Aravind, this time his eyes were wide awake. As Hira had turned, Aravind's cock had become sandwiched in between her legs and his cock's length was rubbing in between her pussy lips.
"Aravind, what are you doing?" Hira hissed in a whisper being careful to try and not wake her husband up.
"I am not doing anything, I woke up to seeing you touching my cock," Aravind replied look sternly back at her. Hira couldn't say he was lying either, she had touched his cock, but it was only to move it.
Aravind started thrusting back and forth, Hira could feel the length of his cock sliding against her entrance. She could feel herself getting wet, her pussy was flowing with fluids coating Aravind's cock and making his cock slide even faster over her pussy.
"You have to stop now Aravind, I am newly married, my husband is right over there," Hira said as she beckoned towards her husband. Aravind had no plans on stopping as he ignored her plea and kept thrusting. He reached his hand over and slid it under her shirt and felt her left breast in his arm, he massaged it before squeezing her nipple. Hira moaned, she knew this was completely wrong, here was a stranger who not only had seen her most intimate parts but was now rubbing his uncut cock against her pussy. No one had seen even her hair except her husband, but now she had a random hindu man, touching her all over.
"I am making you feel good aren't I," Aravind whispered in Hira's ear, his stubble rubbing against her earlobe. Hira didn't want to respond, despite her guilt, she knew that Aravind's cock had made her horny. Aravind didn't wait for her to respond, he pulled his cock out from in between HIra's thighs and his head disappeared under the sheets. As Hira looked on, he turned himself under the sheets so his feet were towards Hira's head and his head was at the level of her crotch. Without wasting a second, he lifted the hijabis legs apart and buried his face in her pussy, lapping up her pussy juice and began sucking on her clit.
Hira was in ecstasy, her husband had never eaten her pussy and this old man was making her feel like she had never felt before. His grey stubble rubbing against her clit while his tongue dove in and out of her pussy was too much, Hira started cumming.
"Oh my god," she moaned covering her mouth so her husband couldn't hear, thankfully for her the storm outside blanketed her moaning. As Aravind replaced his tongue with his fingers, expertly working them in and out of this Arab hijabis smooth pussy, he pushed his hips forward till his dark cock was resting on her hijab, the part that wrapped underneath her chin.
Hira knew they had gone too far and there was no backing out now, her right hand was pinned as she was still on her side so she lifted her left arm and moved it till her hand wrapped around the stranger's uncut veiny cock. She moved it to her mouth and licked the tip, she could taste his salty precum. She slowly took his cock into her mouth and for the first time felt what it was like to take a man's manhood into her innocent mouth. She stuck her tongue inside his foreskin before pulling it back and start bobbing on the old man's cock. She turned to pull her right arm free and began massaging his balls as she kept her mouth attached to her hindu lover's cock.
She is a natural, Aravind thought. He could feel himself getting closer and immediately pulled out of her mouth. He sat up and pulled Hira so she was sitting besides him. Without waiting for her to say anything, he turned her over till she was on her and knees and forearms. He spread her thighs apart and he could make out her smooth pussy glistening in the moonlight.
"This is too far Aravind, I am not even on birth control," Hira protested but as she finished her sentence, Aravind slid his cock inside her, impaling her to the hilt.
"Ohhh fuck, your cunt is so warm and wet Hira, I've never fucked an Arab or hijabi before but you were born to be bred by my uncut cock," Aravind moaned as he started thrusting in and out of the hijabi's love hole. He grabbed the back of her hijab and pulled her upwards slightly before slamming into her beautiful Arab pussy. He could see his black cock sliding into her fair and pink pussy and it made him want her even more.
Hira had never been filled up like this, Aravind's thick cock stretched her pussy to it's maximum capacity. She started bucking and cumming all over his cock as he kept violently fucking her.
"You feel so good Aravind, I never thought an old man like you could fuck a young virgin like this," she moaned as she climaxed for the 3rd time. She could feel Aravind's cock tense up inside her and without warning, the strange hindu men who was inside her busted his load, filling her up. She could feel his warm cum oozing out of her as he withdrew his cock. She turned over to see it shrinking, the foreskin covering up the head that had spurted his baby batter inside her. Her hijab was all disheveled, it had slipped halfway down her head and the front part of her hair was showing.
"That was amazing though it still isn't right and you know that, I am married and a conservative hijabi lady and you shouldn't have seduced me like that," Hira said more serious.
"You enjoyed it as much as I did," Ram said pointing to her pussy still overflowing with fluids and began standing up.
"You are right about that, come here mister," Hira said as she knelt in front of Ram and took his softening cock into her mouth tasting the cum he had filled her innocent pussy with a minute ago.
As she felt the old hindu man's(who had just fucked her like she had never been fucked before)cock starting to harden in her mouth, the pink head emerging from the black foreskin around it, she knew this trip was going to be wild.
To be continued...