Saturday, 25 June 2016

A MOROCCAN GIFT

John and Carol were determined to enjoy their holiday in 
Morocco. It was their 5year wedding anniversary present 
to themselves and at the age of 28yrs, both with 
successful careers they had plenty to be thankful for.

John was hoping the trip might take Carol's mind off the 
subject of children, since of late she had been dropping 
more and more hints that it would be good to start the 
family that they had talked about. John didn't feel 
ready however for all the intrusions that a baby would 
bring to their carefree lifestyles. At the back of his 
mind John also thought that once Carol had children his 
fantasy of seeing Carol with another man would 
disappear. It was a combination of his fantasy and a 
reticence to engage properly on the subject of babies 
that was to lead to the life changing holiday that they 
had embarked upon.

Whilst packing for the holiday John had insisted that 
Carol should pack several revealing dresses together 
with 'appropriate' lingerie and two pairs of John's 
favorite high heeled sandals. There was something about 
seeing Carol's 5ft 6inch 125lb frame with long lithe 
legs dressed up like a model. No, to be correct John 
liked Carol to look slightly slutty since whenever they 
were out and she was dressed this way, numerous men 
would gaze at her long legs. John could imagine that 
they were all wondering what she would be like in bed 
with her long legs over their shoulders as they fucked 
her. 

This fantasy of seeing her taken by a bigger man in 
every sense, but certainly one who would be equipped 
with more than his 5 inches, surfaced more and more of 
late. It had led one evening during a session of 
foreplay, to John suggesting that Carol might like to 
flirt and let herself be seduced by a big man. John had 
been busy tonguing Carol's sensitive nipples when he 
paused and slipped this suggestion into the 
conversation. Carol's reaction had been immediate. 

She had berated John for thinking that she would consent 
to be with another man even if he did have a bigger cock 
than his. It was this last comment that suggested to 
John that she had at least recognized that his cock 
might be on the small side. Later during their love 
making when John's condom covered cock was doing its 
best to make her feel good, he noticed that she seemed 
to be more excited than usual, but he wasn't sure he 
could pin it on the talk of this fantasy lover.

So several weeks later they were checking into their 
plush hotel in Morocco. As they completed the 
formalities at the desk, John was aware that several of 
the local men were ogling Carol's bare legs. He said 
nothing but could feel his cock twitch and this 
continued when a young very dark skinned bell boy 
carried their cases up to their room. In the lift the 
bellboy stood behind Sarah and John could see him 
admiring her full curvaceous figure. 

When she stumbled on exiting the lift, John again 
noticed the bell boy quickly leap to her aid and put his 
muscular arm around her waist to help steady her. As 
Carol regained her balance and stood up her face came 
very close to the bellboy and just for a second they 
stared into each other's eyes before each of them 
composed themselves. 

John was drinking up the spectacle and of course it only 
served to fuel the fantasies he had, especially as the 
man was so dark skinned. Carol seemed not to have 
noticed, although John was sure her cheeks had reddened 
and her breathing was erratic.

Once they had unpacked they went out to dinner and again 
John noticed many of the local Arab men were openly 
staring at his blond wife. Even Carol noticed eventually 
and asked John what was going on. John explained that 
attractive blond western women were highly prized in 
this region since most local men only ever saw local 
women who were darker skinned and had dark hair. Carol 
accepted the explanation even though it made her 
uncomfortable. She did however notice that she became 
more aroused when thinking of all this attention from 
these dark swarthy men.

Over the next two days John and Carol did some 
sightseeing and then on the third day they decided to go 
out to a club that had been recommended to them. Carol 
asked John what she should wear and of course John 
suggested that she wear her most revealing dress, 
stockings and five inch heeled strappy sandals. John 
didn't know why he wanted her to dress this way in 
particular but he had a feeling that something might 
happen at the club.

Carol protested and said "do you want to encourage all 
those men to ogle me even more?" John told her it was 
only harmless fun and since she had brought the clothes 
she should wear them. With reluctance Carol agreed and 
soon they were in a taxi heading to the club. Again John 
noticed that the driver was repeatedly looking in the 
mirror at Carol and he had the cheek to re-position the 
safety mirror so that he could look at Carol's legs. 
John had to admire the man's boldness and found himself 
smiling at the driver in response to his wink.

Once in the club they found a quiet table and Carol was 
thankful that it was reasonably dark so that other men 
couldn't stare at her so much. During a couple of dances 
John could see various men gazing at Carol's body as she 
moved around the dance floor. For the most part Carol 
kept her eyes closed so that she couldn't see who might 
be looking.

After an hour or so and several drinks later both John 
and Carol were feeling very relaxed. They were sitting 
chatting when a tall muscular Arab man appeared at their 
table. "Pardon the intrusion," he said, "but I wondered 
whether I could have a dance with your lovely wife?" 
John was immediately confronted by the opening gambit of 
his fantasy. Here was a man asking his wife to dance. 
Where might it lead? 

Carol on the other hand immediately said, "No thank you, 
I'm married, it wouldn't be proper."

"Oh come on Carol, the man just wants a dance. You know 
you love dancing, why don't you let..."

"Abdou," responded the dark stranger, "yes, why don't 
you let Abdou have just one dance?"

Carol was flustered, why was her husband letting another 
man dance with her? She couldn't think of a reasonable 
objection and so she found herself saying ok to just one 
dance.

As she rose from the table Carol looked daggers at John. 
She couldn't believe it.

There was no further time for thought as the big Arab 
pulled Carol to the dance floor. As John watched he 
realised that Abdou was a big man. He looked to be about 
40yrs old but at some 6ft 4 inches in height he looked 
very muscular and fit. John watched as they danced to a 
fairly quick number and then when the music ended he 
could see Carol turn to come back to the table. Abdou 
however caught her arm and pulled her back. He was not 
going to let her go after just one dance. 

Oh no. Abdou wanted to hold this fair skinned beauty 
tight to his big body and hopefully she would feel his 
big cock as it erected against her taught and toned 
tummy. Yes he thought to himself I'm going to enjoy the 
slow seduction of this one. 

Abdou had been in the club when they arrived and had 
looked on with increasing arousal and excitement as this 
blond long legged wife had danced with her wimp of a 
husband. He didn't care that they were married; on the 
contrary it made the chase and capture more exciting. 
After all he had done it many times before, but never 
with a woman as beautiful as this one.

And so as he pulled Carol back to him he said "Please 
just one more, this is a slower number and we can relax 
a bit."

Carol again had no answer to the reasonable request. She 
could feel her heart thumping and herself blushing like 
a school girl at the thought of dancing with this hulk 
of a man. "Alright, I'll dance one more."

Abdou smiled at her and Carol felt herself being pulled 
in close to the big man. Try as she might to keep him at 
arm's length, the slow music made it a necessity to 
dance close. She sighed and gave up the struggle and let 
Abdou put his hand on her back and pulled her in close. 

Carol realised that she had no where to put her head 
other than against his chest and that's when she 
realised how tall he was. With her five inch heels on 
she knew she was pushing 6 feet, yet Abdou still seemed 
to tower over her. As they moved around the dance floor 
Carol could smell his musky odour and strangely she 
found herself becoming aroused by the smell. To her 
shame she could feel her nipples hardening and was sure 
Abdou would notice. Abdou did indeed notice. 

With her head against his chest he could smell her 
scented hair and this coupled with the intimate 
closeness of their bodies caused his cock to grow and 
thicken. He hoped this American wife would feel his 
passion building against her lithe body. Carol certainly 
noticed something pushing into her tummy but couldn't 
quite register what it was. "It can't be his penis," she 
thought, "It's much too big, surely?"

From John's vantage point he had a ring side seat to the 
couple. It looked so sexual as they danced, the big 
tanned man holding his fair skinned wife close. He could 
see Abdou's big hand on her lower back and every so 
often it would dip down onto her sexy bum. John wondered 
whether the big Arab was getting aroused by dancing so 
intimately with his wife and if so what Carol would 
think if she felt the man's erection.

Carol had exactly the same thoughts as she was guided 
round the dance floor expertly. As they danced she was 
constantly reminded of the huge bulge in Abdou's 
trousers. She just couldn't believe that it was this 
man's penis; no man could have something so big surely? 
Abdou made sure that he pulled this sexy woman close at 
every opportunity and he hoped he was stoking the fire 
that would allow him to bed this wife later that night.

When there was a break in the music, Carol excused 
herself and went to the restroom. Abdou sauntered over 
to the table where John was sitting. "She's a good 
dancer isn't she?" said John. 

"Oh yes the best," agreed Abdou. He was trying to think 
of a way of progressing his slow seduction of this white 
woman and decided to be bold. "Look John, the band will 
be winding up soon, why don't you both come back to my 
apartment and I'll show you some Moroccan hospitality. I 
also have some special liquor that I know you'll love."

John's mind was racing with the possibilities of the 
situation. Would this be the chance to see his wife 
seduced and taken by this big stud? Supposing Carol 
won't agree? Before he could engage his brain John found 
himself agreeing to Abdou's offer. "Wonderful, 
wonderful," beamed Abdou and he could feel his big cock 
twitch at the thought of bedding this beautiful wife. 

Just then Carol reappeared looking slightly less flushed 
than before. "What are you two talking about?" she said. 

Before John could say a word, Abdou said "Well my dear, 
your husband has kindly accepted by invitation of 
hospitality at my apartment." 

Carol didn't know what to say. She had thought John 
would whisk her off back to the hotel and give her the 
fucking she desperately needed. Rubbing up against 
Abdou's manhood for over an hour had taken its toll and 
she could feel how wet she was. In fact in the restroom 
she had needed to dab at her inflamed pussy with tissue 
paper in order to stop her juices soaking her skirt. Why 
do I always get so wet when I'm ovulating she wondered? 
"Well I suppose we could come and see where you live," 
she said, "but we mustn't stay too late must we John?" 

"What? I err no, I suppose not," stammered John as Abdou 
rose and offered Carol his arm.

And so five minutes later the three of them found 
themselves heading off to an apartment where the lives 
of John and Carol would be changed forever. As they 
walked along John held one of Carol's arms and Abdou the 
other. However after a while John consciously let go of 
his wife's arm and stepped behind Abdou. 

This was not lost on the big Arab and he put his big 
protective arm around John's wife as if to say to 
everyone she's mine. If Carol hadn't been so dazed by 
the evening's events, she might have noticed various 
other Arab men smiling at Abdou with knowing grins. They 
had recognized the situation immediately; a western 
couple with cuckold husband following on as a big 
powerful Arab man led the wife to his bed.

Soon they reached Abdou's apartment and both John and 
Carol were pleasantly surprised at how spacious it was. 
"Let me get you some drinks," said Abdou as both John 
and Carol collapsed into a big recliner. 

Having sorted the drinks, Abdou put some music on and 
walking over to Carol he said, "Can we have another 
dance Carol, you're such a good dancer?" 

Before Carol could answer she felt her husband pushing 
her up. "Go on Carol, you know how much you enjoy it."

John secretly wanted to see his wife in the arms of this 
Adonis again and who knows maybe more. Having no real 
reason to object, Carol agreed and as she accepted 
Abdou's hand she couldn't help but feel a shiver at the 
thought of being reacquainted with his penis, albeit 
covered by his trousers. She had a suspicion however 
that he wasn't wearing any under garments since his 
penis had seemed so clearly outlined back in the club.

As he clasped her to himself Abdou could feel his big 
cock twitch once again. He moved one hand down to the 
small of her back, just to test the waters and meeting 
no resistance after another minute or so he moved his 
hand onto her sexy bottom. He could feel through the 
thin dress that Carol wasn't wearing pants, or perhaps 
only very skimpy ones and he couldn't wait to see her 
naked.

Carol felt lost in a different world as she circled 
round with this big man. Not only she could feel his 
penis growing hard against her once more, but she felt 
his big hand on her bottom pulling her onto his 
hardness. When she looked at her husband she noticed 
that he was just rubbing his own penis through his 
trousers. "My goodness," she thought, "he's getting 
turned on watching us. Supposing I flirt a bit more and 
show him what he's missing?" 

With that Carol deliberately started to open her legs 
and let Abdou's muscular leg rub against her inflamed 
sex.

This change in Carol's demeanor was not lost on Abdou. 
He let his hands roam all over the back of this sexy 
white wife and he leaned down to kiss and nibble her 
neck and ears. He heard Carol sigh and knew that he was 
close to capturing this sexy wife. "Carol, let's give 
John a show to remember shall we?"

Carol was brought back from her dreamlike state by 
Abdou's question. "What do you mean?" she asked. 

Almost in a whisper Abdou said, "Just this."

He had already found the zipper that ran down the back 
of Carol's dress and he had it in his hands as he spoke 
to her. He slowly started to pull the zipper down and it 
was half way down her back before Carol realised what 
was happening. "Wait Abdou, we can't do this I'm 
married." 

"So what of it, John wants me to undress you, don't you 
John?" 

John had no hesitation in replying in the affirmative. 
This is what he had wanted for so long.

Caught in the confusion and surprise of hearing her 
husband say that he wanted to see another man, a 
stranger at that, undress her, Carol just stood while 
Abdou pulled the zipper right down and then eased the 
dress off her shoulders. Suddenly she realised that she 
was standing in only her stockings and garter belt, 
thong panties and her high heels. 

As she looked up at Abdou she saw something that she 
hadn't seen in a man for years and that was undisguised 
lust. This man was lusting after her, this married 
women! She should have felt ashamed at her feelings but 
she didn't. Having got half naked, she realised that she 
was enjoying the attention of this muscular Arab man. In 
fact she decided to walk around in front of him as if to 
say 'look at what my husband has and you haven't'.

This might have been a foolish act, but it merely served 
to confirm what both men knew. For Abdou it confirmed 
that Carol was absolutely gorgeous, the sexiest western 
women he had ever seen and that she needed to be loved 
sexually. For John as he fingered his painfully erect 
cock, he knew that he was just a few steps away from 
pushing his wife into bed with another man. He was close 
to realizing his fantasy.

Abdou pulled Carol to him, lifted her face to his and he 
kissed her. Carol would always remember that first kiss 
since it was both passionate but more significantly the 
precursor to her crossing a line that could not be re-
crossed, and to setting in motion events that would last 
her and her husband a lifetime. She accepted his big 
tongue into her mouth and her tongue fenced with his. 
She could feel his big hands roaming all over body now 
and she could also feel her over ripe vagina juicing up 
again.

Suddenly Abdou broke the kiss and taking Carol's hand 
said, "Come we'll be more comfy in here." So saying, he 
led Carol into the adjoining bedroom in which there was 
an enormous bed surrounded by mirrors and also as Carol 
noticed a mirror above the bed on the ceiling. The 
significance of this she would remember later.

In her trance like state it seemed quite natural that 
Abdou should start to remove his clothing. Both Carol 
and John watched as the big man removed his shirt to 
reveal a hugely muscled chest and then he dropped his 
trousers and just as Carol had suspected he wore no 
underwear. His big cock reared up in all is magnificence 
and Abdou was gratified to hear both husband and wife 
express surprise at his size.

Abdou walked over to the bed where Carol was sitting and 
stood in front of her, his big cock semi erect. Carol's 
head was at the same level as the big man's groin and 
she was amazed at the whole size and muscularity of this 
man. Her trance like state was broken by Abdou who said 
softly "Take my cock into your mouth." 

Carol was aghast, "I can't! It's dirty and I've never 
done that before." 

Abdou laughed to himself. This wife was indeed naive and 
yet he was gratified that he would be the first man to 
have his cock sucked by her. Lifting her face so that 
she could look into his eyes, Abdou said, "Do it, you 
know you want to taste it and I want it now." 

There was forcefulness behind his words that seemed to 
command Carol to do this act that had always seemed so 
abhorrent to her. And so she found herself reaching out 
and taking Abdou's cock in her hand and stroking it. 

Carol watched in fascination as her actions caused the 
cock to grow. Within a few strokes Abdou's cock grew 
close to full erection at around 10 inches. 

If Carol had been taken aback by this Arabs size 
earlier, now she was astounded. She only had her 
husband's penis to compare this to and she knew that his 
was only five inches. This magnificent specimen was 
double that and much thicker. From his vantage point 
John was also amazed that a man could have a cock so 
big. Yes he had read stories of men with large cocks, 
but seeing one close up was amazing. John also felt a 
wave of excitement when he realised that his wife would 
be taking something that big into her pretty mouth.

Abdou loved the silky feel of this pretty wife's finger 
wrapped around his throbbing cock. As he watched her 
face he could see the conflict in this innocent women 
and was looking forward to the final conquest. Suddenly 
he felt Carol's tongue swirling around the underside of 
his shaft and he couldn't help but let out a groan of 
pleasure. 

As for Carol she was warming to her task and found that 
licking a penis was not that bad after all. She loved 
the way it throbbed in her hand and she realised that 
she had the power to make this big man feel good. As she 
allowed more of his penis onto her mouth she decided she 
would do her best to make him enjoy it and hopefully 
bring him off so that she and her husband could go home 
for some passionate love making. If only she knew how 
wrong she was!

Neither Abdou nor John were in a hurry for things to 
come to an end. Although Abdou was really enjoying this 
western wife sucking his cock, he knew it was her cunt 
that he had to possess in order to fully cuckold this 
husband. And so with much sadness after some five 
minutes of Carol doing her best to please him, Abdou 
pulled away from her. 

Carol looked disappointed. "Didn't I please you?" she 
asked. 

"Yes, yes," sighed Abdou, "but I don't want to come in 
your pretty mouth." So saying, he helped Carol on to the 
center of the bed and pushed her onto her back. "Now I 
am going to return the favor and make you feel good." 

Carol was puzzled at what Abdou had in mind, but when 
she saw his big head dive down between her legs and his 
tongue come into contact with her vagina, she knew what 
he had in mind. "No, not there, it's so dirty, I... oh, 
oh Abdou I..." Her sentence was unfinished as she felt 
electric shocks running through her loins as this man 
licked and probed and sucked.

Abdou loved the smell and taste of this wife. Like all 
western women he loved how fresh they smelt and how 
neatly her bush was trimmed, not like the local women at 
all. He was going to make this naive wife beg for his 
cock and show her sissy husband how a woman should be 
loved.

John looked on with a mixture of excitement but some 
jealousy as well. Carol had never let him lick her down 
there, but there again he had never been that forceful 
with her. He now realised that he should have been more 
dominant with her. John realised that his own cock was 
straining for release and so he dropped his pants and 
underwear and took his throbbing cock in hand and 
started to toss himself off at the sight in front of 
him.

Carol was fast approaching her first orgasm and she knew 
it was going to be a big one. The pleasure just kept on 
growing and building and growing until with a massive 
shriek and gripping the sheets in her hands she arched 
her whole body as her orgasm broke. She felt as if 
someone had connected her to an electric supply. Her 
whole body was tingling with pleasure radiating out from 
her core; her vagina seemed to be acting as the dynamo 
for her pleasure.

Abdou was gratified that he brought this wife off is 
such a spectacular manner. He was certain she would 
never have had such a big or intense orgasm before. He 
kept on sucking and licking as Carol shook and writhed 
and he was genuinely surprised at how hard she had come 
off. He could feel her body pulsing into his face.

It took a few minutes for Carol to come down from the 
massive high that she had just experienced. As she came 
back to reality she felt the big man moving up over her 
body until he was lying on top of her and his big brown 
eyes were looking into hers. Without hesitation Carol 
lifted her face to his and kissed him. "Thank you Abdou, 
that was amazing, I have never felt like that before." 

"It was my pleasure," said Abdou, "but the best is still 
to come." 

"What do you mean," Carol asked, thinking that now would 
be a good time to leave.

"I'm going to make love to you and make you feel like a 
real woman," said Abdou. 

"Oh no, I can't make love to you, I'm married and I 
can't break my marriage vows." 

"But your husband wants to see me make love to you and 
admit it, you're dying to feel what a cock like mine 
would feel like aren't you?" 

"No, I-I... I'm not I... John is he right? Do you want 
him to make love to me? I'm your wife, it would be 
wrong."

Both Carol and Abdou turned towards John and what a 
picture he was, sitting in a chair with pants around his 
ankles and small cock in hand. John was caught up in the 
sheer spectacle and overcome by lust. He knew he had to 
see Abdou make love to his wife, here was his chance to 
fulfill his fantasy and watch his wife being taken by a 
big cocked stranger. "Yes I want Abdou to please you. He 
deserves to make love to you after pleasuring you like 
he has."

Abdou smiled, he knew his husband was under his spell 
and would not stop him from taking his wife. "See, he 
wants it and you want it." As he spoke Abdou was rubbing 
his bloated cock head across Carol's sopping cunt and 
made sure that he kept dragging his cock across her 
inflamed clitoris. 

"Put me in," said Abdou. 

Carol's mind was in turmoil, she couldn't believe that 
her husband wanted another man to make love to her, and 
yet he had said it front of them both. "Ok," she 
whispered, "put a condom on and make love to me."

"I'm sorry," said Abdou, "but I won't be using a condom, 
I never use them and besides they don't fit me anyway." 

Carol's eyes widened, "No, no way, you've got to use a 
condom, I'm not on the pill and totally unprotected. I 
can't risk getting pregnant by you, especially as I'm 
fertile right now."

John had been avoiding the question of contraception in 
his mind, but he knew that his ultimate fantasy was to 
see his wife fucking another man bareback. And so he 
found himself saying "It's alright Carol, let Abdou take 
you bareback, he will be careful and pull out before he 
comes. Besides, his cock will feel much better without 
anything wrapped round it."

Carol couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her husband 
wanted her to make love with another man and to cap it 
all to take her without any protection. Was he mad? She 
had never had a bare cock inside her, since she and John 
always used condoms. However she had to admit she was 
curious as to what Abdou's cock would feel like skin to 
skin and so she found herself telling him, "Abdou, you 
can make love to me without a condom, but promise me you 
will be very careful and pull out before you come. Will 
you promise me that?"

Looking into her trusting eyes, Abdou said, "I will do 
my best to be careful; we will both listen to what our 
bodies need and want." 

Carol didn't quite understand what that meant but she 
believed he was going to be a gentleman and pull out 
before he came. 

"Now put me into you," Abdou said with a tone that 
suggested that Carol should comply. "And you husband, 
come over here and watch as your wife takes my big 
cock."

And so it was that Carol found herself gripping Abdou's 
big cock with her left hand and John watched in awe as 
his lovely wife held the Arab's shaft. It seemed 
especially erotic as Carol's wedding bands caught the 
light as she rubbed this stranger's cock up and down her 
slit and then eased the giant head into the split of her 
womanhood. 

As Abdou pushed a couple of inches in to Carol he heard 
her intake of breath. As for Carol she felt as if 
something was trying to split her vagina in two. Abdou 
kept up the firm and insistent pressure and suddenly he 
had six inches pushed into the squealing wife.

"I bet I'm deeper than your husband now aren't I Carol?" 
said Abdou. 

"Oh yes you are, is there much more to go?" moaned 
Carol. 

"Yes, but you can take it, just relax." And so Abdou 
began a gentle rocking motion that saw him gradually 
work more and more of his big cock into the welcoming 
channel of this wife. 

As John looked on he could see that Carol was gradually 
opening up for Abdou and after a few minutes the big 
Arab had managed to stuff all of his cock into his wife. 
He could see Abdou's big balls pushing up against 
Carol's bum and he became aware of his wife whimpering 
and making little 'uh uh' noises each time the big shaft 
was pushed fully home.

Abdou was in heaven, he had never felt such a tight 
gripping, quivering pussy before and the feelings 
encircling his cock were fantastic. His initial thoughts 
that this wife would be a great fuck were being realised 
as he ploughed his big cock into the whimpering wife. 
Carol was also sharing the wonderful sensations being 
generated by Abdou's cock. 

She couldn't believe that she had taken this man's 
entire massive penis into her vagina, but when she had 
felt his big balls slapping her pert bum, she knew that 
she had taken him all. Yes there had been some 
discomfort especially when his cock head had pushed into 
her cervix, but after a while she felt that he had 
pushed that barrier open and now the pain had been 
replaced by a feeling of being totally full, totally 
stuffed to her core. Any misgivings about letting 
another man make love to her had vanished and she now 
realised what she had been missing, with a small cocked 
man as a husband. 

Deciding to abandon herself to the fuck, Carol looked up 
and for the first time noticed the mirrors on the 
ceiling. She was mesmerized by the reflection of Abdou 
covering this fair skinned white woman, whose long 
stocking clad legs were draped across the man's calves. 
Could this really be me, Carol wondered. As she gazed at 
the reflection she noticed the body of the woman jerking 
in time to the thrusts of the big Arab. She marveled at 
the muscular form of the man and in particular the large 
thrusting bum that was driving an enormous cock in and 
out of her body.

John was getting more and more worked up as he watched 
his wife being taken by the big Arab. As he stroked his 
cock he hoped that he would not come before Abdou pulled 
out and sprayed his come across his wife. As he knelt by 
the bed he realised just how erotic the couple looked, 
the fair skinned wife clad only in strappy stiletto 
sandals, long lithe legs encased in nylons, draped 
across the thighs of the dark skinned Arab whose body 
was focused on driving a big cock in and out of this 
unprotected wife. 

The contrast in the two skin colors was fantastic and to 
see his wife's hand around the back of the Arab, wedding 
bands twinkling as she held close this man who was so 
expertly ploughing her willing furrow. Although he was 
excited beyond belief, there was a nagging doubt at the 
back of his mind about pregnancy. 

Although Abdou had promised he would pull out before he 
came, could he be trusted? After all, the feeling of 
fucking another man's wife's unprotected and fertile 
womb must be tremendous and wouldn't he want to finish 
the fuck by spewing his virile seed inside her?

These thoughts were interrupted by the moans from his 
wife, who had become more vociferous over the past few 
minutes. John realised she was going to come again. 
Abdou knew as well, he could feel Carol's grip 
tightening on him and when she moved her legs up around 
his waist and grabbed his neck he could feel her orgasm 
begin. "Ohhh yes, oh my god, ahh I'm coming, yes, yes 
YESSS!" 

Carol thought she would faint as her orgasm engulfed 
her. The pleasure was indescribable; every part of her 
body seemed to come alive as she thrashed around on the 
huge fuck stick that was pounding her convulsing cunt.

Abdou rode through her orgasm, determined not to let the 
pace of his fucking lessen. As the white wife lessened 
her grip on his neck, he was gratified to feel her long 
sexy legs clasped around his thrusting buttocks. What a 
sight it must be for her pathetic husband. Well it 
wouldn't be long now; soon it would be time for them to 
receive his Moroccan gift, as he emptied the contents of 
his big balls into the helpless wife. He prayed to God 
she was ovulating today so that he could seed her in 
front of her husband.

Gradually as Carol came down from the high of her orgasm 
she realised that Abdou was becoming more urgent in his 
love making. She guessed that he had to be getting close 
to orgasm himself, after all he'd been fucking her for 
ages. "Abdou!" she gasped between thrusts, "don't forget 
to pull out will you?" 

There was no reply from Abdou other than a grunt. 

"Abdou are you listening? Please be careful, don't come 
inside me or I will get pregnant."

Abdou lifted himself up on his arms and stared down into 
the eyes of Carol. "I'm sorry Carol, but I've got to 
come inside you and fill you with my Arab seed, it's my 
duty to send you home a real woman, one who has been 
fucked and seeded by a big cock."

John was roused to say something, "No Abdou, you 
promised, please don't make her pregnant with your baby, 
everyone will know. Pull out and come on her breasts." 

"Yes, yes," said Carol, "please do that, don't come in 
me please I'm begging you."

Abdou just smiled. "Sorry, I'm going to fuck a baby into 
you. I'm going to show your husband how a woman should 
be impregnated and I'll send you home with an Arab baby 
to swell you womb. Now hold on and prepare for your 
Moroccan gift."

So saying Abdou set to on the last part of his journey 
in the cuckolding of this western couple. He could feel 
his Muslim seed churning in his big balls and he knew he 
had plenty to inseminate the womb of this women. As he 
brought his fucking to a climax he noticed that Carol 
was once again tightening her grip on him. He could feel 
her cross her ankles over his bum and once again her 
hands were pulling his head down toward her. 

As he dipped his head lower he felt Carol pull his ear 
close to her mouth and he heard her whisper the words, 
"Seed me Abdou, make me pregnant, I want my belly to 
swell with your Arab child." 

Abdou was amazed at her sudden change but not totally 
surprised. He had seen it before, when white women 
succumbed to lust and yearned for his spunk in their 
fertile wombs. Well he wouldn't disappoint this beauty, 
if she wanted a baby; he would certainly give her one.

John was frantically masturbating and scarcely able to 
breathe thinking about what was about to happen. He knew 
he couldn't stop Abdou putting his Arab seed into his 
wife, but part of him knew he had to witness this 
ultimate betrayal of their marriage vows. With a sudden 
groan he came, his thin watery sperm splashing uselessly 
across his legs.

Just at that moment, Abdou felt his spunk beginning to 
rise. "Oh Carol, I'm going to come and fill you with my 
seed, here comes my baby you western slut." 

Carol could feel Abdou's cock swell inside her and knew 
he was about to come. "Yes my love, give it to me, breed 
me, make me yours and swell my belly with your baby." 

Abdou groaned, "Arghhh..oh yes here it is..." and with 
that he roared like a bull and started to fire his 
virile seed into the fertile womb of this lovely wife. 
Again and again he pumped as wave after wave of his 
sperm was pushed into the helpless wife.

John watched on with a mixture of fascination and horror 
as he saw the big man's bum muscles clench time and time 
again, knowing full well that this was signalling 
volleys of spunk being fired into the unprotected womb 
of his wife.

The climax seemed to go forever, which was not perhaps 
surprising since Abdou hadn't come for nearly two weeks. 
Carol was getting the benefit of his swollen balls. 
Eventually however the thrusting stopped and the pair of 
them lay recovering from the fantastic mating. 

Abdou made sure that he kept his big cock plugged inside 
of Carol to ensure that his sperm did its job. Not that 
he needed to bother since his big cock had fired his 
seed directly into her uterus and as they lay his seed 
was seeking out the helpless wife's egg.

Carol lay softly stroking Abdou's back and she 
continually kissed the man who has just made her a 
mother. Oh yes, she was in no doubt that the combination 
of large cock, big balls and her state of fertility 
would combine to make her pregnant. She didn't want to 
let Abdou go, but eventually the big man pulled out of 
her and stood looking down at his conquest. 

John just sat spellbound looking at the flushed body of 
his freshly fucked wife and his gaze was drawn to her 
sex which was plastered with their combined love juices.

After Abdou had cleaned himself up he said to Carol, "If 
you want some more come back tomorrow and I will make 
love to you again." 

Carol looked at him through lust filled eyes and said, 
"I might just do that, after all, we want to make sure 
that I'm pregnant don't we!" 

John didn't know what to say, but sat in silence as his 
wife dressed and they hardly spoke a work all the way 
back to the hotel. 

When John got into bed with Carol he thought that he 
should make love to his wife to give his sperm a chance 
to impregnate her. However he was rebuffed by Carol who 
told him she had to know who the father of a baby would 
be and so that until her next period came she would only 
fuck Abdou. John didn't know what to say, but knew that 
at least temporarily he had lost his wife to the Arab.

And so it was that for the next five days Carol visited 
Abdou's apartment, where she was thoroughly fucked and 
seeded numerous times. On the day they were due to go 
home, she got Abdou to fuck her four times and she 
boarded the plane home with his seed dripping out of her 
cunt and soaking her pants.

Once back home they waited for Carol's period to come 
but of course it never did. After two months Carol took 
a home pregnancy test and went slightly pale when she 
realised that she was indeed pregnant with an Arab baby. 

Despite arguments with John, there was however no chance 
of her getting rid of the baby and she told John she 
would carry it to full term. What she would tell her 
parents she had no idea, but she knew one thing and that 
was every time she looked at her swelling belly she 
would remember the fantastic fucking that her given her 
their first baby.

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