The Hebrew Hottie, Second Meet

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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...

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YES!
i am so happy this is out!

[dementedpaki]

The Hebrew Hottie, Second Meet Part 2: The Kiss Fight


   Saying that, she made her way to the kitchen, turned off the grill, and 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. Saying that the girl pointed at the stairs, the wife looked at me, nodding, and we both followed her lead. As we made our way down into the basement, the girl turned the lights on. She went to the corner where I had been seated the week ago, unfolded the chair. She pointed at it and with a warm smile she said: You could grab a seat here. As I sat down, still smiling, she said: Please enjoy the show. I just chuckled, she responded with a chuckle, and walked away from me. The wife just stood there grinning at our exchange. She said: Well, we can start, unless you have something you wish to add to the kiss fight. The girl walked up to the wife, looking at her head to toe, she said: So... I was thinking, same as last week, we get naked but keep the religious attire on. Is that ok? The wife smiled and nodded, she said: Is there any kind of tearing of clothes gonna happen today? The girl looked back at me with a smile and said: Well... not... yet... That is for later. The wife smiled, nodding, the girl reached for the rack and pulled a burka and a hijab off it and handed them to the wife.

   The wife, taking the garments from the girl, said: What else?  The wife raised her eyebrows and said: Nothing else at all? The girl just nodded. The wife, staring at the girl, said: Remember, you are not forcing me, I am volunteering. The girl chuckled and said: Yes, I remember that from last week. I promise, just this. Hearing that, the wife smiled and said: Ok. With that, the wife started undressing, getting out of her traditional clothes. She folded them neatly and put them inside the closet. The girl stood there quietly staring at the wife's naked body. The wife grabbed the burka, putting it on, she grabbed the hijab, putting it on her head, she wrapped it around her neck and shoulders as it is supposed to go. The wife started to close up the burka, the girl stepped in and said: Umm... could you leave that open? Also, is there a way for the hijab to be on your head but not your... ummm... neck area? The wife looked at the girl, listening to her, she nodded and said: Oh yeah, gimme a sec. With that, she reached for the hijab, undid it around her neck, pulling it off her head. She then put it back on, wrapping it in and around her hair. Now her hijab looked like part of her hair, all the way to her back. She did a 360 spin for the girl and said: Something like this, you mean? The girl nodded with a smile and started undressing.

   In no time, she was completely naked, standing in front of the wife, she looked around. The wife, looking at the girl, said: Are you looking for something? The girl nodded and said: My Kippah. I was sure it was here. She looked around even more and said: You know what, gimme a couple, I think I left it upstairs. She left the basement, a couple of minutes later, she came down, she had a couple of pins in her hands, and the Jewish cap. The girl then put it on her head with the pins. The wife said: You are not gonna wear the head covering you wore last week? The girl shook her head and said: Nah, this will give you better access to my hair. The wife smiled and said: So, we're doing hair pulling for the kiss fight? The girl shook her head again and said: Oh no, that is for later. But, also.. just a little, if that is ok? The wife smiled and said: So, kinda like a little yank here and there? The girl nodded and said: Yes, exactly like that. Are you ok with that? The wife nodded and said: Just one more question, so I don't accidentally mess it up for both of us. The girl smiled and said: Yes? The wife, pointing at their naked bodies, said: Are we going to be touching or playing with each other? The girl shook her head and said: No, it is going to be purely kisses, we can push our bodies on each other, but, no pussy to pussy or tits to tits or any kind of playing. I really just want to kiss, that's it.

   Hearing that, the wife nodded in response and got ready. She said: So, where do we start? The girl moved to the center of the floor, the wife followed, the girl said: Well, it starts with a kiss and we go from there. They both chuckled at that. The wife stepped forward, a distance of maybe about five inches between them. They just stared at each other for quite a few moments. The girl stood completely naked with her Star of David around her neck and Kippah on her head. The wife was just in her burka that was open in the front, giving the girl a very nice view of the wife's goodies and a hijab on her head. This time around, however, there was no buildup of hatred, no anticipation of clawing into each other's naked flesh, and no desire to inflict pain upon each other. This was going to be the most sensual competition, if you even call it a competition. There had been no action on either side, but already I could hear their breathing evolving and their faces turning a little red. The wife finally moved forward and planted a kiss on the girl's mouth. The girl received that and licked both her lips in response. She then moved forward and planted one on the wife's mouth. The wife responded by licking her lips. They both had this smile on their face. The wife moved forward again with her lips parted, the girl responded, and their lips met.

   They made that kiss last a few moments and then pulled back. Trying to control their breathing, they looked into each other's eyes for a moment. The girl moved forward, and the wife responded. This time, however they did not break the kiss for quite a while. The distance between their bodies remained. The closest part of their body they had to each other, besides their lips were their nipples. The kiss finally broke, and they pulled back. Breathing heavy, they looked at each other, and this smile crept up on their faces. They moved in again, getting a little closer to each other. Their upper bodies came into contact with each other, and their hands were up but just hovering. It was almost like they were resisting the urge to pull each other into an embrace. It looked like they were failing, their hands, very slowly but surely, were moving towards each other's shoulders. The basement echoed with the noise of smacking lips. Just as I thought they were about to pull on each other, both ladies pulled away. The wife had a couple of fingers on her mouth. They both looked at each other and chuckled through their heavy breathing. They stood there for a few moments, I am guessing, trying to regain control over themselves. They never, however, broke eye contact with each other and never shied away from a smile.

   A couple of minutes of staring, and they went in again. This time, their hands could not just do nothing; they both went for each other's tits. As the kiss progressed, their hand found each other's tits. A couple of minutes of kissing and they pulled away again. All this very minute but invasive act was affecting them both. They both stood there for a few moments, just about a foot away from each other. Breathing heavily, they looked into each other's eyes, and then it happened. They both charged at each other, their tongues leading the charge. As their naked bodies collided, their hands immediately went to work. Their eyes closed, lips locked, noses pressed on each other, and their hands on an exploration mission on each other's bodies. They never reached for each other's pussy, they would move their hands to the tits, fondle them, squeeze them, then move to the waist and pull each other closer. As their kiss became more aggressive, they moved into each other. Their legs tangled with each other; now they were standing with a leg between each other's legs. The burka was covering part of the wife's body, so I couldn't see a lot of what was going on. I could see their tits would press up against each other, and I could see the wife grabbing the girl's ass and squeezing it every time she moved her hand from her back to her ass.

   The wife slowly started pushing the girl back, the girl followed the wife's lead. Soon the girl was against the wall and their lust was not on full display. Their embrace did not break, not even when the wife had her against the wall. The girl moved her leg and changed positions, pinning the wife. I saw the wife's hand roaming all over the girls back. She moved her hands to the girl's ass, squeezing it with one hand while the other was wrapped around the girl's waist. The wife moved forward, the girl followed, the wife pinned her against the wall across from me. A couple of minutes later, the wife pulled from the girl. The girl tried to pull the wife back into an embrace for the kiss. The girl, breathing heavy and deep said: Uhh... wait... what are you doing? The wife's breathing was out of control, barely being able to speak, she said: Wait.. oohh fuck... you are good.. hold on... The girl holding on to the wife's waist said: What... uhh... happened? The wife turned around looking at me, her tits rising and falling with each heavy breath, she said: Mmmmm.... my husband... uhhh... cant see my ass. Saying that she grabbed her burka, and lifted her all the way to her waist. The girl realized what she was doing, she moved forward and helped the wife wrap the burka around her waist. This way she was able to fulfill her kink and also make sure I have a good view my wife's amazing ass.

   The wife did a 360 and said: I think, this is better. The girl smacked the wife's ass making it jiggle, she looked at me and said: Enjoy the show, hearing that the wife chuckled through her heavy breathing. With that the girl pulled the wife into an embrace, at this point I did not have an eye on their mouths, just my wife's smoking hot ass, her hips and juicey thighs that jiggled at the smaller movement. The girl pushed the wife back, I guess their feet were wet because of the sweat. Maybe some other reason that I don't know of, but the wife slipped, falling backwards with the girl on top of her. Still locked in a kiss, they rolled a couple of times, with the wife ending up on top. She broke the kiss, moving up, almost sitting on the girl's stomach. Both women chuckled, breathing insanely heavy. The girl said: The... oohhh fuckk... fight isn't over..... uhhh... yet... come back here... Hearing that the wife lowered herself on the girl again, invading her mouth with her tongue. The girl let it in and the 'kiss fight' continued. The base echoed with the noises of they smacking lips, their bodes drenched in sweat rubbing against each other and their insanely heavy and deep breathing. As they continued to kiss and roll. There was another note that was added to the orchestra there mouth, tongues, hand, and bodies already played.

   Now the basement also echoed with their heavy moans. The girl got on top of the wife, she pulled away from the her mouth, grabbing a hold of the wife's hair wrapped in the hijab. She pulled back, exposing her neck, they both looked into each other's eye and the girl lowered her burning lips on the wife's neck. Oh the shriek of pleasure that left the wife's lips was just delicious. She closed her eyes, her jaws clenched and lips parted as the girl planted slow, wet pecks. She looked up at the wife's face, seeing the pleasure and ecstacy clearly visible, she started making out with the wife's neck. The wife jerked her legs, slammed her hands against the padded floor and yelled: OOWWW FAAAAKKK... The girl grabbed a hold of her tits, slowly massaging them as she continued her assault on the neck. At a very slow pace, she made her way back to the wife's waiting mouth. As her lips came in contact with the wife's, she pulled the girl on top of her and rolled over. She shoved her tongue down the girl's throat. There is literally no aggression, only blind, blatant, naked lust driving the women insane. The wife matched the girl's earlier maneuver, grabbing her hair, she pulled her head back. As her head fell back to the wife's pull, the girl had her eyes closed and a smile on her face as the wife sucked on her jawline, her ear lobs and then her neck.

   All the girl could do at the mercy of wife's tongue's onslaught was to moan, groan, heave and pant. The wife moved further down to where the girl's neck met her chest and started making out with that area. That woke the girl up, she opened her eyes wide, her upper body raised a little and then fell back. Almost like she just got struck by a thunder bolt. She grabbed the wife by her head, just holding it, a very weird noise left her mouth, she said: FFAAAAAAAAA.... The wife immediately moved up and planted her mouth on the girl's. All their moans and groans, heaving and panting was not muffled between their locked lips. All this had been going on for about forty minutes now and a new note had been added to the orchestra. They were now grunting, regardless of the fact that there was no physical or sexual exertion, they were grunting. They let our a few very loud grunts as their bodies tightened and then they both went limp. The kiss finally broke, the wife with her eyes closed, and her mouth open lifted herself up on her arms. Below the navel their bodies remained melded. I could see both their red faces. They both heaved and panted, like catching their breath. The wife then lowered herself on the girl again. With her eyes closed she put her head right next to the girls, cheek to cheek. Her chin on the girl's shoulder and they rested.

   After maybe about five minutes their breathing had become normal. The wife rolled off the girl and lay down on her back beside her. She looked my way with a massive smile on her face. She then turned to the girl, who was now sitting beside her, looking down at her. The girl put her hand on the wife's chest, with a smile on her face she bent down and planted a short wet kiss. The wife held her head as she kissed her back. The girl pulled away, licking her lips she smiled. The wife said: Was that it? The girl nodded, the wife said: But... did you have an orgasm? The girl shook her head smiling and said: No, I was close but no. Did you? The wife also shook her head and said: Same here. I was close. But... If this was not going to lead to an orgasm, why... I am confused. The girl chuckled and said: This was just something I saw and I really wanted to try, after I had sent you the request for another meet. I had this feeling that it may not lead to an orgasm, but... just another thing off the list now. Hearing that the wife laughed turning red, she said: Girl, it was fucking amazing. I am not complaining. The girl smiled and said: Neither am I. Ready for the next bit? The shook her head and said: Nah, not just yet. I need some Listerine. The girl raising her eyebrows said: Listerine?

   The wife nodded blowing in her palm and said: My breath is horrid. I need a mouth wash. She looked at the girl and said: Wait... I am not implying anything. The girl laughed and said: Oh no... don't worry, same here. I just didn't know how to say it. They both laughed and the girl led the wife to the bathroom. She poured herself and the wife a cap of Listerine, they both gulped it down and started rinsing their mouths.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[dementedpaki]

The Hebrew Hottie, Second Meet Part 3: The Hate Love


   The wife nodded, blowing in her palm, and said: My breath is horrid. I need a mouthwash. She looked at the girl and said: Wait... I am not implying anything. The girl laughed and said: Oh no... don't worry, same here. I just didn't know how to say it. They both laughed, and the girl led the wife to the bathroom. She poured herself and the wife a cap of Listerine, they both gulped it down, and started rinsing their mouths. They swish the liquid in their mouths and gargle for a good five minutes before finally spitting it out. As they made their way out of the bathroom, the girl said: Umm... so... would you like to eat before we continue? The wife thought for a second, then looked at me, raising her eyebrows. I shrugged in response. The wife said: How about we wait until we are done with at least the second session? Is that ok? The girl raised her eyebrows, nodding, she said: Oh, that is perfectly fine, yes. The wife, looking at the girl, said: So, you said, you wanted to try simulated rape. Who is getting raped? Me? Or you? The girl turned away from both me and the wife, blushing, she said: That's... for later. Not... not right now. The wife smiled and said: Ok, so what is next? The girl pointed at the wife's burka and said: You can get rid of that, we won't be needing that for the next bit. The wife walked up to the clothing rack, took off the burka, and placed it on the floor beside it.

   She then walked back to the girl in just her hijab. There was a long pause, and the girl looked like she was trying to gather her courage to say something. The wife stood in front of the girl with her arms crossed and a smile on her face. She said: You have something on your mind, say it so we can get on it. The girl shifted a little and said: Umm... there is something I want to try, but it's weird. The wife moved closer to the girl, caressing her arm. She nodded and said: Ok, what is it. The girl bit her lower lip, giving the wife a fading smile. She said: Its... ummm... its just a little weird? Don't judge me, please. The wife raised her eyebrows and said: Girl, the purpose of this circle... this group... is so that women like us can explore our kinks, enjoy them in a safe, controlled environment without facing harsh judgments, kink shaming, dirty looks, or having to pay someone to do what we need. As long as it is legal, we will try it. She caressed the girl's arm again and said: No judgment here, none. Tell me what it is, and if it is something that I think is a little out there, we will see if we can modify it a little. If not, we will definitely try it. The girl eased up a bit, smiling she said: Well... I... ermm... I kinda... want to... make love to you? The wife raised her eyebrows and said: And? The girl just stared at the wife for a second, the wife said: Because there is no way you thought that alone would be weird. What else?

   The girl lowered her gaze for a second, hesitantly, she looked my way. Following her gaze, the wife realized that she was a little embarrassed to say it out loud. She pulled the girl in an embrace, she said: Here, whisper it to me, he does not need to know. I could hear something being said to the wife in a whisper. The wife said: Ok, so... ok... explain that to me a little. The girl continued to whisper, I saw a grin appear on the wife's face. As the girl continued to whisper, the grin grew bigger and bigger. Until the wife broke into laughter and pulled away. That made the girl very uncomfortable, the wife realizing that, held the girl's hand, and barely being able to speak, she said: I am not laughing at you. Oh god, I am not laughing at you. The girl with a frown just looked at the wife. Controlling her laugh she said: Girl, you are so fucking innocent, how is that weird? It's different, it's not weird. Hearing that the color returned to the girl's face, she smiled and said: Re... really? The wife nodded with a massive smile on her face and said: Yes, really. You think that is weird? The lady I had a meet with before you, wanted to do a mother-daughter roleplay; she wanted me to call her mom while we fucked. The wife pointed at me and said: She even had HIM call her mom while she sucked his dick and bounced on it. Hearing that the girl chuckled and relaxed.

   The wife continued: It's not weird, it is different, I have never had that request before. The girl smiled and said: I just didn't know how... if it would be acceptable. The wife chuckled again and said: Girl, relax, you are thinking too much. There is a reason to this circle, so we can all be safe, that is why the medical reports and secrecy so we can experience and explore our kinks without being demonized or criticized. The wife shook her head and said: Its not weird, don't worry. She then pointed at me and said: Do you want me to get rid of him for this? The girl looked at me for a second, the wife continued: Because if he is here watching, he will see that too. So if you are not comfortable with him watching this bit, we can kick him out; he can go wait in the car until the next bit. The girl turned red a little and said: Oh, no. He does not need to leave. You can... tell him... it's fine. The wife gently shook the girl by her hand a little and said: Are you absolutely certain? Because this is your kink, you desire, if have even the least bit of doubt, I WILL get rid of him for your comfort. The girl shook her head again and a lot more relaxed this time, she said: No, really. It is fine. He can watch, and you can tell him. The wife gave a last confirming look, the girl nodded, the wife turned to me and said: She wants to make love to me, while we engage in shit talk.

   Hearing that I nodded and said: So... you guys are going to be making love, while yelling and cussing at each other? The wife shook her head and said: Nope, cussing, being racist, hate speech, and all but no yelling. I thought about it for a second and said: Oh, that is fucking hot. Do it. The girl's head was down as we spoke to each other, as soon as they heard my response, the wife chuckled and the girl raised her head, looked at me with a massive smile. The wife grabbed her hand and led her to the middle of the floor. Looking into the girl's eye, she softly spoke and said: You ready? The girl eagerly nodded, with that the wife moved in with a kiss. A very slow and sensual kiss that almost instantly turned the girl on. Within the first few moments of the kiss the girl's face was bright red, and her breathing erratic. She pulled the wife in an embrace, matching her sensuality. Their hands slowly, reluctantly, explored each other's naked flesh. A couple of minutes of kissing and exploring and the wife pulled back. They looked into each other's eyes, she leaned in and planted a peck on the girl's mouth, she said: Fucking kike... You like that? The girl pulled the wife back in a kiss. I could see their tongues meet halfway and dance. She pulled away and said: Fuck... I wanted a... terrorist bitch in my arms...

   Hearing that, the wife chuckled, she kissed the girl on the mouth a few times, she then slowly moved to her jawline. The girl closed her eyes, letting her head fall back, exposing her neck to the wife. The wife continued with her kisses. The wife's tongue lashed the girl's neck, causing her to let out long, soft moans. She grabbed the wife by the head, pulling her in a kiss. That kiss lasted a few minutes, the wife pulled away, with a smile on her lips, she said: Calm down, you horny bitch... I ain't going anywhere. The girl, through her heavy breathing, smiled and responded: Fucking taliban... you're mine for today anyway... The wife smiled at that and went back to working on the girl's neck. The girl went back to cooing at the wife's tongue and lips. The wife slowly moved down to the girl's tits, cupping them, kissing them. Her eyes fixated on the girl's face, who had her eyes closed and mouth wide open. Now and then, the girl would either lick her lips or bite them. The wife then took her nipples in her mouth sucking them one by one. As the wife made out with her nipples the girl let out sweet soft moans. She held the wife by her head, caressing it and with the other hand she went for the wife's back. Very slowly she moved her hand over the wife's back, it looked more of an encouragement then anything.

   The wife took her mouth of the girl's tits, still cupping them, she move up to the girl's mouth and planted a wet peck. The girl pulled the wife in a kiss, their hands slowly moved to each other's hips and then ass. The kiss lasted a few minutes, the wife then pulled away, she looked in to the girl's eyes with a smile, biting her lower lip, she said: You like that, zionist hoe? The girl smiled back, she pulled the wife in another short kiss. They sucked on each other's lips for a few moments and the girl pulled away. The girl said: Do it again, you fucking taliban. The wife, hearing that, immediately bent down to her boobs and started kissing and sucking the nipples. Maintaining eye contact with the wife, the girl bit her lower lip and let out a soft moan. She held the wife by her head but didnt pull her away, and didnt push her on the tits either. The wife slowly starting alternating between both her tits. Still maintaining eye contact with the girl she moved down and made her way to the girl's pussy. She gave it a painfully slow lick, the girl's let out a long moan, closed her eyes and let her head fall back. The wife smiled at her reaction to her lick and gave her clit a proper kiss. The girl pushed her pelvis out, opened her eyes and looking down at the wife she licked her lips.

   The wife grabbed a hold of both the girl's feet and gave them a pull, causing the girl to fall on her ass. Her tits bounced as her ass made contact with the padded floor, she let out a soft chuckled. The wife with a smile pushed the girl back on the floor. The girl lay down and the wife went back to working on the girl's pussy. The more the wife worked her clit, the louder the moans that left the girl. She grabbed the wife's head and started pushing on her pussy. A few moments passed by and the girl barely able to speak said: Faa.... park you.... faaakk.... taliban pussy.... aahhhh... on my face... The wife got on the girl in a 69 position, as soon as they got in that position the girl started her tongue surgery on wife's pussy. Now they were busy making out with each other's pussy. Neither party said or tried to say anything. I could see the wife kissing and making out with the girl's clit while her fingers probed the lips and the hole. I could not see what the girl was doing but the way wife would lift her head now and then with her eyes closed, mouth wide open, licking her lips and often biting them. I could tell that the girl was inflicting some serious pleasure on the wife. The girl said: More... I need more... and with that she just planted her mouth on wife's pussy, wrapping her mouth on the mound.

   The wife with clenched fist slammed her hands on the padded floor repeatedly and yelled: FAAAA.... WHAT DA..... FAAAK.... Her eyes and jaw was clenched closed, her lips parted and the vein in her neck looked like it was about to pop. She rolled off the girl and quickly got back on the girl facing her. She sat down in the girl's lap and planted her mouth on the girl's mouth. The kiss lasted quite a few minutes, the kiss finally broke but they kept licking each other's lips for a few moments. The girl barely able to breath or speak, said: Make.... hhooo faak..... make love to me.... take me.... you fucking.... aaahhhhh... taliban... The wife quickly shifted positions, lifting the girl's leg and placing it over her shoulder and pushed her pussy on the girl's. As their pussies met the girl arched her back almost falling on the floor but held herself up with her elbows. The elbows that were visibly shaking. The wife had her eyes closed and her head back as she held the girl's leg. She opened her eyes looking down at the girl, the girl pleaded again: Please... take me... With that the wife started moving her hips and the girl's elbow gave out, she just fell back on the padded floor. Her state was that of someone who was in and out of consciousness, her eyes would roll back and then come back.

   The wife kept the movement of her hips, the meeting of their pussies was slow and sensual. The girl reached out and held on to the wife's thighs. The rhythm was built and the wife was now working the girls pussy in a trib. As the wife's hips picked up speed, she hunched over the girl and would plant kisses as she fucked her. Soon the wife changed position and got on top of the girl in a missionary position holding herself up with her arms connected only at the pussies, there was a distance between their tits that rocked and swayed back and forth with each movement. Her arms visibly shook as she continued. Now she was humping the girl purely pussy to pussy. The girl spoke again, under the mounting pressure of carnal pleasure, it was barely a whisper, she said: More... please... more... The wife hearing that got on the girl body to body, still moving her hips. They were now locked at the lips, and the wife was now not rubbing her pussy on the girl's. She was humping her like a man. I could see the distance placed between their carnal flesh met with each thrust. They spoke between the kisses, the girl whimpered: Im... I am... going to .... faaak... aahhh... faaak... cum soon... The wife responded the same way and said: Cum... cum... with me... cum... on my pussy....

   They looked at each other as they increased the speed of their hips, the wife spoke again and said: Lets... aaahh faak... cum toge.... together... hhhooowww faaakk.... mark me with... your cum... I wi.... I will... mark you.... faaak... ooohh faaak.... you... with mine.... With that the wife, slowly rolled and let the girl get on top. The girl started and thrusting as hard and fast as she could. She looked into the wife's eyes, her hand on the wife's face, she proclaimed: Im... I am... cumming... faaak... I am cumming... faaakk... faaaakkk... Her face moved past the wife's face, the wife's hands were on the girl's back and her ass. As they shared this orgasm, the wife started stroking the girl's back and said: Good girl... faaak... good girl... She would move her hand all the way to the girl's head and move it all the way down to her lower back. She planted some wet pecks on the girls face as she lay on the wife with her eyes closed. The wife said: Good girl.... faaak... you did... hhoo faak... you did... really good... good girl... The girl completely worn out by the ordeal, raised her head from the wife's shoulder and locked her in a kiss that last quite a few minutes. The kiss broke and she lay there lifeless on the wife's body.

   It must have been a really good session, as the girl didnt open her eyes for roughly about 15 may be 20 minutes. The wife was still stroking her back. The girl raised her head and without wasting any time she planted another kiss on the wife. The kiss broke and the girl taking slow normal breaths said: Faaaak... you are soo fucking good... This was soo fucking amazing. The wife laughed under the girl and said: I am glad you enjoyed it. The girl shaking her head said: I seriously need to restock on my energy, fuck I feel super weak. She rolled off the wife but lay there. Neither of them moved, the wife let out a chuckle and said: I cant move, it was that good. She points at me and says: He is the one usually doing that to me. They both shared another chuckle, the wife continued: Babe, could you please help us up please? I walked up to the wife, sitting beside her I pushed my hand under her back and slowly lifted her in a sitting position. I looked at the girl and said: Umm... are you looking for help as well? She turned red a little and said: If its not too much trouble. The wife chuckled and said: Help the lady. As I was Helping her up, the wife said: Take her to the bathroom, lets wash up and eat something before we continue.

   The girl responded and said: Yes, that is a good idea. I helped her to her feet and slowly took her to the bathroom. I sat her down on the toilet next to the sink and walked out for the wife. I turned around and found the wife with a huge smile on her face. As I bent over to give her my arm to help her up, looking at me with a smile she shook her head and said: Oh no, your picking me up. I just shook my head and lifted her up in my arms and walked to the bathroom. The girl was watching all this and was smiling ear to ear. I was about to let her off my arms in front of the sink, but the wife said: No, babe, take me to the shower. I looked at her and she continued: No, I am not looking to shower, I just want my body washed, I will shower when we get home. The girl immediately said: There are towels in the closet under the sink, you can wet them and use them. I sat the wife on the edge of the tub and grabbed one of those. As I was about to start with the bath for my wife, she said: Umm... could I also get some Listerine? I ate that delicious pussy and enjoyed it but, i need to wash my mouth. After getting her a cap full of Listerine I slowly and thoroughly gave her a sponge bath without the sponge.

   After we were done, the girl all red said: Umm... could you... could... could you do that... for me as well? I looked at the wife and with a massive smile on her face she said: What are you looking at me for? Give her a bath... I shook my head and did the same thing for the girl. The girl then suggested that we enjoy the feast she had cooked for us. We made our way to the main living area, she sat us down and started serving the food. I must say, being served by a naked lady was never on my list of things to do or enjoy but, it was sublime. The wife and the girl sat across from me naked with the Hijab and Kippah on their heads as they ate.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[suffolkwrestling]

Good to see you back at your keyboard my friend! Hope you and the wife are safe and well  Looking forward to seeing your next installment, or new story

[finglock]

This setup you've established is soooo hot! can't wait for the next round, i love that you don't mention what's it going to be!

[dementedpaki]

Thank you, my wife is also encouraging me to narrate some of the fights I have witnessed between my mom and other women. And between my parents and other couples, before, while and after university. So I am considering that right now. We will see how it goes. We might also be moving out of Pakistan soon, its... getting hectic here.

[dementedpaki]

The Hebrew Hottie, Second meet Part 3.5: The Mutual Rape Discussion


   After we were done, the girl all red said: Umm... could you... could... could you do that... for me as well? I looked at the wife and with a massive smile on her face she said: What are you looking at me for? Give her a bath... I shook my head and did the same thing for the girl. The girl then suggested that we enjoy the feast she had cooked for us. We made our way to the main living area, she sat us down and started serving the food. I must say, being served by a naked lady was never on my list of things to do or enjoy but, it was sublime. The wife and the girl sat across from me naked with the Hijab and Kippah on their heads as they ate. The girl would cut a piece of that beautiful roast and serve me and the wife. I had my head down but I could feel wife's eyes on me while we ate. I looked up at her and she had this naughty smile on her face. she said: Wow, you are really enjoying this aren't you babe? I looked up at a little confused, before I could say anything she continued: Do you want her to do a little dance for you too? With that she let out a laugh that turned her red, the girl realized that the wife was picking on me using her naked body. The girl lets out a soft chuckle, she covered her mouth. I just looked at the wife and shook my head. She addressed the girl pointing at me and said: Will you look at that, he is turning red. You didnt turn red when we were fucking downstairs.

   I point at her with the fork, with a smile and said: Stop. The girl and the wife both burst into laughter. While we were eating the wife kept making mischievous faces at me. The girl would see that and smile. The wife eventually gave up teasing me, she turned to the girl and said: So, you said that you wanted to try simulated rape. Tell me what it entails, I want to make sure I am mentally and emotionally ready for it when we go back downstairs. The girl froze for a moment, her eyes on her plate and her hands hovering over it for a few moments. She then took a deep breath, pressing both her lips together and biting them. Without raising her eyes she said: Well, I kinda want to start fully clothed... and... you know how the clothes come apart in reality during such aggression. Her face turning red and her breathing becoming slightly heavy, she continued: I am hoping we can achieve that. The wife taking a bite out of her food, listening to that nodded in contemplation, she said: So you want a realistic experience. The wife paused for a few more moments thinking, she then continued: Sounds hot. So, tell me, who would be the victim? Are you raping me or am I raping you? The girl slowly chewing the food wiped her brow like she was wiping away the sweat even though there was nothing there.

   She nodded, still looking into her plate, without making eye contact with either of us, she said: Yes, kind of like that and... umm... it will be mutual. The wife raised her eye brows and said: Oh... She looked at me nodding, then back at the girl and said: That sounds interesting, usually the cases talk about a giver and a receiver. The girl still with her eyes glued to the plate gave the wife a slow nod. The wife smiled and continued: Well, I guess I can check that off my list. With that the wife let out a chuckle that was matched by the girl's nervous chuckle. As we were finished the food, me and the wife started helping the girl with the dishes. The girl was eerily quiet, the wife, noticing that gave me a look, then she looked back at the girl and said: Ok, what is on your mind. You are waaay tooo quiet. The girl just shook her head and still avoiding eye contact she said: Oh, no, nothing. Just... thinking. The wife nodded and said: Ok, if there is something, you let me know. The girl took a step forward, her apprehension and nervousness clearly visible on her face, her naked body and her stance. She finally spoke and said: You said... you told me... that... uh... If I wanted to sleep with your husband, it was acceptable. The wife, surprised, looked at her, then at me and then back at the girl.

   She took a step forward towards the girl and said: Yes, and it is still on the table, should you choose. What is going on? The girl stammered trying to speak, her gaze on the floor and she said: Look, I am... not trying to steal him or anything... An amused smile crept up on wife's face as she nodded. The girl continued: I... I just want... to... umm... The wife interrupted her and said: Girl, speak, this is a safe space. No one is judging. The girl took a deep breath and said: I... want to try the... the.... mutual rape... There was this drawn out pause, the girl looked like she tried to speak multiple times but her voice box wouldn't help her. The wife pointed at me and said: Do you want to try the mutual rape with him? The girl slowly nodded, her nod was almost imperceptible. The wife let out a chuckle and said: Is that it? Why are you so nervous? The girl raised her eyes looking into the wife's eyes, she said: Because, I want you to know that I am not trying to make a move on him. I just want to try this one thing. The wife walked up to the girl and the girl visibly flinched, the wife put her hand on the girl's shoulder, caressing her arm and shoulder she said: Girl, I get it. Believe me, I get it. As I told you before, there have only been 2 instances, well now one, where he didnt participate.

   The girl look a bit relieved but still apprehensive, she said: So, you are fine with it. The wife shrugged and said: Absolutely... She looked back at me and said: I love watching him with other women. Fuck tonight is going to be good. We started making our way down the stairs and the wife said: So, give him all the details. This was the first time the girl turned my way, she was crimson red, her lips parted and she looked super nervous. She said: So, I am looking for not just sexual, or verbal aggression. I want physical aggression as well. would you be able to do that? The wife chuckled and said: Oh, girl, with the stories I have heard. He is more then capable of that. I looked at the wife, then back at the girl and said: What kind of physical aggression are we talking about? Because, I am not going to punch or kick you. And I am not so sure about slapping you either. The girl looked right into my eyes and said: Oh no, I am not looking for punching and kicking either, but I honestly hope that we can slap each other. I nodded thinking and said: Before or after the act? The girl lowered her gaze again and said: Umm... I was... I was hoping.... for it... umm.... throughout the act? If that is possible? I know that it may be awkward for you, but, I really want to try.

   I nodded and said: Yes, I have done that before. I can do that, its not a problem. The girl nodded looking back at the wife and then at me, I continued: And, how hard will we be hitting each other? The girl thought for a moment and said: Umm.... I was hoping for some serious exchange of force, I really want to experience the pain and inflict it throughout the act. I nodded and moved a little closer to her, she didnt flinch or step away, she just looked at me, I said: Ok, Lets set a threshold so we dont go over board when the passions are high. I dont want any accidents. She thought for a few moments and said: That is fair. I leaned in a little and said: I need you to slap me in the face, as hard as you think you will be swinging at me during the encounter. She looked at me for a second and said: Umm... ok... I continued: Dont pull that slap, please. I will know what to expect from you as we engage. She nodded and said: Would you do the same to me? I looked at the wife and then back at her, I said: If you want. But, I need to feel your intensity, so I can match it or bring mine down depending on how you give it to me. She stood in front of me and said: Ok, that is fair... umm... are your ready? I nodded, the girl loosened her body for a few seconds, getting ready for the shot.

   She looked at the wife and the wife nodded at her encouragingly. The girl said: Here it comes. And with that she landed a shot to my face, not going to lie, it rocked me a little. I felt the burn on my cheek, I stood there for a couple of moments massaging my face not saying anything. The girl freaked out a little and said: Did... did I.... was it too much? I shook my head and said: No, I think this should be fine, considering that most of our shots are not going to land on the face. Still a little nervous and freaked out, she said: Could you... could you hit me back please. I want to feel what I would be walking into. Please, if you dont mind. I looked at her and said: Are you sure? The girl again loosening and relaxing herself nodded and said: I need to know, let me have it. I tried to match a little of her intensity and slapped her across the face. I made sure to pull the slap a little to make sure it wouldnt do as much damage but it still rocked her. Massaging her face, she shook her head and said: I am going to need a couple of pain killers after this. Her hand instinctively went to her pussy, massaging it she said: This is going to be hot. The wife smiled, looking at the girl she said: You let me know if it is too much and I will pull him back. I cant have you getting injured during the process.

   Hearing the wife's concern, she girl nodded and said: Can he contain his violence when he is passionate? Have you seen him with other women like this? The wife said: Not like this, but I HAVE seen him with other women getting aggressive, and yes, he is capable of curbing his passions and violence. The girl smiled and said: Then I got nothing to worry about. But, I will let you know should I feel that things are getting out of hands. She then walked to the closet and said: What is your size? I looked at the wife and said: She knows. The wife laughed and said: Its medium large. He fits in both. If you are looking to tear what he is wearing apart. The girl led us to the closet and she pulled out a jellabiya for me. She pushed it against my chest, checking and matching the size with my physique. She nodded and said: I think this will fit you. The wife said: You just have a jellabiya in your collection? The girl turned a little red and said: Honestly, I was kinda hoping I would run into a man of middle eastern decent whom I could try it with. When you told me that you share your husband, I had to try it. The wife laughed at the girl's response. The girl pulled out a olive green/beige pants and a button up shirt to go along with that.

   She still had her Kippah on, the wife said: Dont you want to wear something that identifies you as a jew? The look of pure resentment on the girls face when she looked at the clothes she was wearing was telling. She said: This is the color of IDF uniform. The wife noticing that, moved closer to the girl and said: Are you ok? The girl putting it on said: Yes, I am fine. The wife said: You dont seem to like the idea of wearing it, you can wear something else if you are not comfortable. The girl pulling the pants up around her ass shook her head and said: No, I am fine, this is going to be torn by the end and then I can throw it away. The wife helped her with the pants and said: As long as you are comfortable. The girl nodded and started putting her shirt on. They turned to me and I was still fully clothed, the wife said: Babe, change. I stepped up to the rack and pulled the jellabiya off. I started striping and both women started staring at me. The difference between their gaze was immense. The wife was looking at me with this smile on her face as she was turning red, the girl was looking at me with her lips parted, her face red and her breathing shallow. When I was in my boxers, I tried putting the jellabiya on, the wife pulled it from my hands.

   I looked at her a little confused, still smiling she pointed at my boxers and said: They come off too, you know. I shook my head and pulled them off. The wife being the wife and probably trying to kill the tension, she said: DAYUM... All three of us burst into laughter, so I guess she was successful. I put the jellabiya on and we slowly made our way to the center on the padded floor. The wife was about to go sit in the corner, the girl looking at her said: Soo... you said... he is not allowed to cum inside anyone but you. The wife nodded, the girl continued: What about my clothes? Can he ruin them? The wife shook her head and said: I am sorry, no. IF he is getting off, its inside me. That is non-negotiable. The girl nodded and said: I understand. The wife went to the folded chair and sat down.

TO BE CONTINUED...

[dementedpaki]

The Hebrew Hottie, Second meet Part 4: The Mutual Rape 1


   I looked at her a little confused, still smiling she pointed at my boxers and said: They come off too, you know. I shook my head and pulled them off. The wife being the wife and probably trying to kill the tension, she said: DAYUM... All three of us burst into laughter, so I guess she was successful. I put the jellabiya on and we slowly made our way to the center on the padded floor. The wife was about to go sit in the corner, the girl looking at her said: Soo... you said... he is not allowed to cum inside anyone but you. The wife nodded, the girl continued: What about my clothes? can He ruin them? The wife shook her head and said: I am sorry, no. IF he is getting off, its inside me. That is non-negotiable. The girl nodded and said: I understand. The wife went to the folded chair and sat down. I looked at the girl and she looked colorless, her breathing was shallow, her legs could barely carry her weight and there was a wet mark appearing on her pant around the pubic area. I looked at the wife, then back at hare and said: Are you ok? The girl clearly shaking, nodded. I closed the distance between us and grabbed her hands, which were ice cold. I motioned wife to come back to us, she quickly moved. Standing next to us, I looked at them both and said: I dont think we should do this. I dont think she is ok.

   The wife grabbed one of her hands, shocked she looked down at her hand and then back at the girl. The wife looked at me, then back at the girl and said: Are you sure you want this? The girl just nodded, the wife continued: Is this your first time with a man in an aggressive consensual rape setting? She nodded again. The wife looked at me and said: Babe, I need to talk to her for a moment, why dont you go upstairs and wait. The girl tightened her grip on my hand and shakingly she said: No, no, wait, please... I am fine. I am just... The wife moved in holding the girl in an embrace, she looked at the girl for a second and said: Girl, you are not ok. The girl wiped her mouth and her saliva was not normal, it was thickened. The wife seeing that said: Oh... oh... ok.. ok... I will leave you two be, you should start. I looked at the wife, raising my eye brows and she said: She is fine, this is her body reacting to the anticipation of some foul, angry fucking. Saying that the wife went back to the chair and sat down. Still holding the girls hand, I said: Are you sure you are ok? She nodded and said: Yes, I am just... I cant wait. With the last set of confirmations, I went back and assumed the position. The girl started with coming at me and swinging at me. I got out of the way, making her trip.

   Now that I knew she was fine, I wanted to build up her rage, her annoyance towards me and also wanted to make sure that she would lash out. She came back at me and without saying anything swung at me again, I moved out of the way again and said: Fuck your slow, and not just in the head. The girl's teeth came out, while coming at me for the third time she whispered: Fuck you! I just looked at her and said: No, please, I dont know what you are carrying. She swung again, catching her wrist mid flight, I turned her around and said: Your so fucking pathetic, are you sure your IDF? Well, you must be. With that I let out a laugh, she turned around and actually got me on the chin with an open palm, she snarled: Fuck you, motherfucker. I took a step back and saw the red on her face. It was working, she was getting upset. This whole time she was the aggressor and I wanted it that way, I wanted her to wear herself out. It was working but very slowly. She came at me again, breathing slightly heavy, she said: I am going to break you, fucking paki. I laughed again and said: With... what exactly? You hit like a girl, and you are barely keeping up with me. Your making your fake jewish ancestors heave in agony in their graves.

   Hearing that she pounced on me and yelled: MOTHERFUCKER!!!!! She landed on my chest and carrying her weight, I landed on the padded floor with her sitting on my stomach. She let loose a hail of slaps, I knew they were coming so I put up my arms for my face as a defense. Her breathing was becoming heavier and heavier every second. Through my arms, I said: You better calm down. She didnt stop, I repeated myself: You better calm down, jew. Or this will end very badly for you. She came through my arms and grabbed a hold of my throat. The wife Immediately stood up and said: That was not sanctioned, the girl looked at her loosening her grip around my throat but I motioned her to sit back down. Breathing heavy she looked at me and I said: Oh shit, the hijabi terrorist has your ass on a leash. She lost it again and started choking me, she yelled: Terrorist motherfucker. I am gunna kill you. Imma fucking kill you. I laughed, reached for her hair and pulled her to the side. She let out a shriek but didnt let go of my throat. All this struggle was making her wet, which was clearly visible around her pubic area and it was making me hard. I looked into her eye and said: You let me go and all this comes to an end.

   Hearing that she spat at me, which landed on my chest on the jellabiya. With her hair in my hand, I finally slapped her across the face and said: Bitch, fucking stop. You are alone here, your bosses at IDF command wont be able to intervene should I choose to end you. She had a tear in her eye, she yelled: MOTHERFUCKER... With that she pushed me back, rolling from underneath me she stood up to her full height. I did too. Her breathing was now on a completely different level, and I was feeling the effects this struggle was having on my lungs as well. She grabbed a hold of me, as I got a hold of her and we both looking into each other's eyes started trying to out maneuver each other for control. That landed us on the floor again, we rolled on top of each other and then off each other. It was causing some serious friction and we were both feeling it. We separated on the floor and quickly got back up on our feet. Taking deep heavy breaths, looking into each other's eyes we stood there for a few moments. We both went back at each other, this time however, our focus was the clothing. We didnt outright tear anything off but the grabbing and gripping was rough enough that we could hear the minor tears and rips. I pushed her back until I had her against the padded wall and said: You are out of your depth, little IDF girl.

   She immediately snarled: MOTHERFUCKER... With that she put her calf behind my foot and pushed me causing me to trip while she held the collar of my jellabiya. This was the third time she has reacted this way after her associated her with Israel and or IDF. I realized her hatred towards the institution and why she wore the colors. She quite literally wanted them torn while we subjected each other to a mutual rape. As I was going down however, the top left part of the jellabiya was in her hand. Making my left should and arm bare, because the thing had come apart. Now I was wearing half the jellabiya but I was still decent. She mounted me and started slapping me again. This time however, I grabbed her hair pulling it to the side and as soon as I got on top of her, I let her have a couple of slaps. I made sure that none of them would land on her face or her head. I targeted her shoulder and a couple to arms as she tried to defend herself. I grabbed her shirt from the middle and pulled as I got up to get her to stand up so I could dispense some punishment to her sides. It did not go as planned, a big chunk of her shirt. And when I say a big chunk, I mean most of her shirt had come apart.

   Half her tits were bare, her nipples were exposed, her stomach, and her back. The sides of the shirt were still intact which looked kinda funny. Seeing that she let out a shriek, she looked up at me, getting back up to her feet she pointed at me and said: You fucking paki. She took a couple of quick short breaths and said: Oh, your going to regret this. I looked at her and said: What the fuck are you going to do? What are you gunna do? Update your fucking journal? Fuck you kike. The rip had torn apart the buckle of her pants as well, so they were hanging on by the zipper. She came at me and grabbed a hold of the rest of my jellabiya, trying to get a hold of her to make sure she does not pull, I said: Let go of my jellabiya. If you make a mistake, I am going to fucking mark you the worse way possible. I heard a mild rip, and repeated myself: You are very close to making a mistake you IDF bitch, stop. Hearing that the girl went ballistic and tore the jellabiya off. I was now completely naked in front of her, she looked down at me standing about 3 feet from me. I looked at her and said: Now, you are going to suffer. She moved forward at me and said: We will fucking see, wont we... I slapped her a couple of times, my shots landing on her back and her thigh.

   She bend over to nurse her thigh, I grabbed her pants by the waist and pulled as hard as I could. There was a massive wet spot on her pubic area as they came apart. But they came apart in a very weird way. The side I had pulled on had come completely off and she was still wearing half the pants. This is where the physical struggle started again, we grabbed a hold of each other and started hitting each other. This time however we went all out. We were hitting each other in the face, the chest, the shoulders, the back, the lower back, the thighs and anywhere else where we could land a shot where it would not do permanent damage. But in the heat of battles, when the passions fly, accidents happen. As she got on top of me one of her thighs made contact with my balls and it was not a gentle touch either. It was her weight coming down on me. Naturally I immediately stopped fighting. Wife noticed that as well and she quickly got off the chair, she didnt say anything or tried to get involved, she just stood there observing and contemplating if she needs to step in. The girl noticed that as well and immediately ceased all aggression. When the girl stopped her aggression, the wife spoke, her concern audible in her voice, she said: Babe, you good?

   I simply raised my open palm at her telling her to stay where she was. She slowly sat down, and the girl just sat on my stomach breathing heavy and not moving. Now, every man will confirm that after the nut shot you get this burning sensation in your lower abdominal area and you need to walk it off. I couldnt however walk, I pulled the girl up to my chest area and started massing my lower abdominal area. Seeing that, she lowered herself back to the stomach and then below the stomach she slowly started grinding on the area I was nursing. This was not a sexual contact. She could feel my hard cock that was now softening up because of the pain, on her ass and her ass crack though. The wife then got up and left the basement, a couple of minutes later she came down with two glasses of water. She handed one to the girl and the other to me. She sat besides us, looking at me she said: Babe, you good, right? I nodded, the girl didnt say anything and as soon as the water break was over. The wife took the glasses with her and sat back down. I immediately grabbed the girl by the shoulders and got on top of her. Holding each other tight, we started rolling again and I said: Just like a fucking filthy jew, you had to take a cheap shot.

   She snarled back: You deserve it, you fucking deserve it you fucking terrorist. I lowered my mouth on her neck and bit her. She let out a soft moan and yelled: Aaoow faak. At this point I had gotten hard again, I was between her legs and my dick was resting against her pussy. I looked into her eyes and said: I deserve it? Fucking IDF cxnt, I am going to rape you for that. The girl pulling my hair and punching my shoulder said: I am gunna rape you. You think I am afraid? You think I am fucking afraid? You low class, piece of shit goy. I had no idea what that meant, I just looked at her confused, realizing that her insult had not landed she yelled: YOUR LESS THEN ME, YOU PIECE OF SHIT. I got up on her in a sitting position with my dick close to her face, I grabbed my dick and forced it in her mouth, I said: Eat that terrorist dick you cxnt. I leaned back a little, which was a mistake on my part. Because, she brought up her legs wrapping them around my chest and pulled me down while my dick was in her mouth. I landed on my back on top of her and she let go of my dick. I rolled off her and she rolled with me in the same direction closing the distance between us. As I recovered I saw her pussy right next to my face.

   I quickly planted my lips on her clit, she let out a squeal, looked down and whimpered: Faaaak..... I reached down to her head, grabbing her by the hair and pulled her face on my dick. She did not resist, she opened her mouth and took it in.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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