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The Hebrew Hottie, Second Meet Part 1: The Follow up
Disclaimer: This event took place last week. It involves display of racial prejudices, racial slurs, hate speech, physical aggression, spitting, simulated rape, a display of religious attire, sexual aggression, and sexual aggression between male and female. If this offends anyone, please leave now. Thank you. For everyone else, please enjoy.
Just an FYI, this story is between my wife and a Jewish girl. They contact each other through word of mouth. At these meetings, no recording or pictures are allowed to protect the privacy of the people participating. The story has been vetted by both participants and is being uploaded with their permission. None of the people will be named for privacy reasons. Thank you.
My wife is a Muslim hijabi from Pakistan, Punjab province. She is 22 years old, 5 feet 10 inches, her measurements are 34D 22 36, and she has waist-length brown hair, big, pretty greenish hazel eyes, and a dimple on her chin.
This is the sequel and closing to The Hebrew Hottie story. I am no longer in Canada so updates may be delayed, thank you.
It had been two days since my wife's meeting with the Jewish girl. I was out in the kitchen cleaning up after myself. She came out of the room and said: You ready to go? I nodded and said: Let me just put my runners on, and we can leave. We headed out for a walk; it was nice and sunny. Sitting down on a park bench not too far away from our house. We were talking about random stuff about family. She went quiet for a few moments, almost like she was thinking. She then turned to me and said: Soo... the Jewish girl from two days ago has sent me a request for another meet. I nodded, and in response, she nudged me and said: I hate it when you do that. We both chuckled, I said: You are supposed to continue talking after, you know that, right? A massive smile on her face, and she said: Still hate you!!! I chuckled again, still smiling, she said: I have not responded yet. I looked over at her and said: Why not? Do you not want to go? She shook her head, looking away from me and ahead, she said: No, that is not it. We usually don't get second requests and I just have never entertained a second request. If ever there was one. I chuckled again and said: And... that is set in stone? She turned to me, pointed her index finger at me, with a crooked smile on her face, and she said: You're a jerk, we're going home. I laughed and pulled her closer to me. I said: My dear lady, listen to me. You clearly leave a mark on these girls, which is why they want you again. I know that you usually don't do that, but...
Looking at me, she raised her eyebrow and said: But??? But what? I chuckled again and said: But that does not mean you can't. She looked away, sitting down beside me again, she fixed her hijab and said: Well, technically I can, if I wanted to. It's not like we get paid for the visit, or the ones we visit get paid. I nodded and said: Let me ask you this, did you enjoy her? Did you enjoy her body? Did you enjoy her mouth? Her tits? Her pussy? She turned a little red and, looking away bashfully, she nodded and said: Yes, and there is this element of forbidden, unholy, and sin that excites me when it comes to non-Muslim girls. I chuckled again and said: I am sure they feel the same way. Do you want to go see her again? She nodded in response. I said: Well, when we get home, shoot her an email and tell her that you are going to go see her next week, Tuesday or Wednesday. And let her know that I won't be coming in this time, so she is more comfortable. Ok? She nodded, shaking her index finger, she said: That may be a good idea, yes. I will email her back. Soon after we returned home, she made her way to the room. I waited for her to give me the news. She called me in and said: So, I just sent her an email, we should hear back from her soon. I lay down in my bed and she came and lay beside me.
I put my arm around her. Her eyes were fixated on the monitor. She raised her head and said: Oh, she responded. Let me check what she says. Saying that she jumped out of the bed and made herself comfortable on the machine. A few minutes later, she turned around with a massive smile on her face and said: So, we are going next week. She says she has no problem with you being there. Last time was her first time being watched, and she enjoyed it, so she wants you there watching us get freaky. I nodded and said: Ok, do you want me to come home early for that? She shook her head and said: No, babe, just come home after work, and we can leave when we are ready. The day finally arrived, and I made my way home from work and found my wife waiting for me. I got dressed and got ready to leave. As we were leaving, we let the family know that we would be back in a few hours. Twenty minutes of driving, and we pulled up in familiar surroundings. We got out of the car and she rang the bell. I could see the anticipation on her face. She looked back at me and gave me this anxious smile. I smiled back, hoping to put her at ease. Just then, the door opened and the girl greeted us with a massive smile. As we made our way inside the house, the girl made a point of greeting me. She said: I wanted to apologize to you for the last time. I am used to hosting without anyone present.
I smiled and said: It is not a problem at all, you did nothing wrong. She chuckled and said: I still felt bad after you guys left. I literally put you in a time-out over in the corner. I let out a laugh and said: Believe it or not, that is how it is at almost all of the meets. She led us to the living area and served us refreshments. I continued: Since we've been married, I have been to all of the meets. Since I am not an active participant, I am just in a corner watching. Listening to that, the girl nodded and said: Umm... would you like to participate ever? I thought for a second and said: With a... woman? The girl nodded and said: Well, yes. And a man... The wife immediately stepped in and said: Oh no, no no no. I don't want another man present when I am with someone during these meetings. The only man who is going to see my body, or fuck me, is my husband. The girl let out a nervous laugh, the wife continued and said: Girl... I was a virgin until I got married. The girl had this surprised look on her face, she said: Whoa... so... no penetration? The wife shook her head and said: None, the only man I will get naked for is my husband. The only man I want to see naked is my husband. The girl lost in thought for a few moments, all confused, she said: So... sooo... wait... You will fuck the random woman from the circle, but will only let your husband near you as a man?
The wife laughed out loud, nodding, she said: Yes, and no. Since the girls I meet are through our circle, we are referred to each other by the other ladies who have enjoyed each other's company. I know that someone in the group knows them, so I don't worry about them, but another man? No, I am not comfortable with that, my husband is the only man i want. The girl nodded, the wife smiling looked me, then back at her and continued: Besides, we don't walk up to random bitches on the street and ask them if they want to make out or maybe bump pussies. Saying that, the wife and the girl burst into laughter. As the laughter subsided, the girl said: So, do you host any of the meets? The wife shook her head and said: Nope. She pointed at me and continued: We live with our family, so we can't. The girl nodded and said: Valid. Would you want to, though? The wife responded: If we lived on our own, then maybe. Even then, I would much rather not. The girl looked at me for a second, then back at the wife and said: May I ask why? The wife responded: Well, because it gives me more freedom, I don't have to be tied down waiting for someone to respond to my request or to show up. I understand there are benefits to hosting these meet-ups, but there are also benefits that I enjoy, such as receiving requests and deciding which ones to respond to.
The girl nodded again and said: That is true. Umm... have you ever requested to meet someone? The wife thought for a second and said: Once, I think. When I was twenty. But that was it. The girl's eyes widened with surprise. She said: You have been doing it for that long? The wife smiled and said: Through the circle? Yes! Outside of our circle, no. The girl, even more surprised, said: So, you have been doing this for longer? The wife nodded in response, the girl said: Umm... How old were you when you had your first taste? If you don't mind me asking. The wife smiled and said: Oh I don't mind you asking at all. I was sixteen, going over to seventeen. It was someone I knew, we never got along and I knew it was only a matter of time before we got into a spat. The girl listening to that sat there for a few moments, then she finally spoke and said: Was it a... sexfight? The wife shook her head and said: The first one wasn't, the second one was. We fought multiple times, it almost became a thing for us. We would get into a fist fight and end up fucking each other's brains out. The girl looked at the wife in disbelief and said: Ummm... did your... did your parents never say anything? Did they not pick up on that? The wife chuckled and said: Oh yeah, they did. I would come home twice or three times a week, all bruised and battered.
They asked me what was going on and if they needed to get the cops involved. I told them it was just a spat with another girl, with whom I didn't get along. And... just like any parents would, they changed schools for me, so it ended. The girl again went quiet for a few moments, then she said: Did you develop feelings for this girl? The wife shook her head and said: Oh no, it was pure hatred. We both hated each other's guts, and even when we would fucked after the fight. It was more like marking a territory, or rather challenging each other that you're my pussy kinda thing. I don't know if that makes any sense to you. The girl nodded and said: Yes, it kinda does. The girl then turned to me and said: So... have you ever fought a man or a woman in a sexual manner? I nodded and said: Yes, I have. Only with women though. I pointed at the wife and said: She knows, we do tell each other when asked. The girl laughed a little and said: So she asked you if you had? I nodded, smiling, and said: Even she gets curious. The wife let out a chuckle. I looked at the girl and said: I understand that you requested that I be present for this meet-up, but before you ladies start. I just want to ask you one more time, just in case. She raised her eyebrows all curious, and said: Yes? I responded: Would it be ok if I were present observing your... session, or would you rather...
Before I could finish the girl cut me off and said: I already feel bad about the last time. I let out a soft chuckle. The girl continued: Just, please, come, join us, watch, enjoy. I nodded in response and said: I would love to. The wife chimed in and said: So? What did you want to try today? More fighting? Fuck battle? Hate play? The girl shook her head in response and said: Uhh... Well, yes, to all three of them but I... erm... I am also hoping for... something just as passionate but not hateful? The wife narrowed her eyes and said: Explain. The girl, turning red, looked away from the wife, turning her gaze to the floor, she said: Last week was... it was.... I still wake up at night covered in sweat. THAT is how amazing it was. Hearing that, the wife turned red and let out a chuckle. The girl continued: The fight, oh fuck the fight... the sex battle, the fuck. It was just amazing. She paused for a moment and said: Today, I want all of the above and... uhh... and... something... a little more, a bit more, a lot more sensual? The wife, smiling ear to ear, hearing that, nodded and said: So, aggression, sensuality, and passion. The girl shook her head slightly, she nodded, all red, and said: Yes? So, this is unorthodox. I am probably the weirdest one you have been with so far. The wife chuckled, she put her hand on the girl's shoulder and said: You'd be surprised. But, tell me more. What do you have in mind? So I have a proper picture of what is required of me.
The girl eased up to the wife's touch and said: So... soo.. like the last time, two sessions will be... uhh... fighting and one will be sensual. If that is ok, if I am going overboard, please let me know. I do not wish to make you uncomfortable. The wife responded: Ok, please continue. The girl nodded, getting comfortable and said: So... umm... I want a kiss fight, I want to try simulated rape, and I also want to... uhh... I... I also... erm... want to make love to you? The wife, hearing that, was quiet for a few moments and then said: I don't know what a kiss fight is, I have never done it or heard of it before. Umm... I mean, don't get me wrong, it sounds fun and all, I just don't know what I will be doing. She raised her head, looking at the girl. She continued: Do you have something that could show me what exactly you are looking for? So I could perform accordingly? Just then, we heard a little beep on her grill. The girl raised her head, looking at it, and said: I am so sorry, I decided to do something extra for you guys today. I understand you only eat halal? The wife and I nodded, the girl gave us a nervous smile and said: Well, I got some... I prepared a whole meal as a thank you for the last time. Not just snacks and salads. I hope it is acceptable. We both looked at each other, pleasantly surprised.
The wife looked back at the girl, with her mouth open, she said: Girl, you did not have to do that. I responded to your request for the last week and this week because you asked. Oh my god, there was no need for this. The girl, pleased with the response, smiled and said: Well, I just wanted to show my appreciation. But... Uhh... I am Jewish and... I cooked halal. Is that... ok? The wife, with a confused look, glanced at me, then back at her and said: Why... wouldn't it be? The girl shifted a little and said: Well, I am Jewish so... I don't know if you can eat what I offer. The wife, giving her a massive smile, said: Girl, you are Jewish, You are the people of The Book. If you are saying it is halal, then it is halal. We don't need any verification. That put the girl at ease, she smiled a little, turning pink and said: Sweet, there is just one issue. The wife smiled and said: What might that be? The girl raised her eyebrows and said: Its gonna take about 10 more minutes for it to be done? And then I can just leave it in the grill to keep it warm. The wife nodded and said: That is not a problem, we can talk until then. The girl moved closer to the wife with her phone, turning on a video, she said: This is what I am looking to start with, I hope it is ok? They both hunched over the screen, all I could hear was the smacking of lips.
I didn't know what was going on. The girl looked at the wife and said: Kinda like a kiss fight, but not a fight? The wife nodded, taking the phone from the girl, her chin in her hand, she stared at the screen. A few minutes had gone by without either of them saying anything, but both their eyes were fixated on the screen. Every now and then both of them would lick their lips. The wife finally spoke and said: Is this it? Or is there more to it? The girl looked at the wife and said: No, that is it. The wife raised her eyebrows and said: Oh. The girl licking her lips, looked into the wife's eyes and said: Umm... no good? The wife shook her head and said: I don't know. When you said kiss 'fight', I guess I was expecting more. The girl looked back at the screen and said: If you don't want to do it, that is not a problem. The wife responded: Oh no, I definitely want to try it. Its not what I am usually asked for, but looks fun. Hearing that the girl smiled, the wife continued: So, these two ladies were sitting during the whole thing. So I guess that is how it will be, with our clothes on? The girl smirked and said: Oh no, I am have some modifications, I wish to try. Hearing that the wife chuckled and said: Sure, we can try whatever you like. Just then we heard the second beep from the grill, the girl getting off the couch said: Opp... it is done, gimme a sec, let me just turn it off.
Saying that, she made her way to the kitchen, turning off the grill, she opened the door to look at it. The wife raised her eyebrows and whispered: It smells good. I nodded. The girl came back and said: So... that has been taken care of. Umm.... we can go downstairs now, if you like.
TO BE CONTINUED...