I giggled along to my favorite soap opera, munching on candy without a single care in the world, on this relaxed Friday evening.
I felt bold tonight. It was the Ramadan holiday, and coming from a family of pretty strict Muslims, I was supposed to be at worship with them right now. I had to put out some undiscovered acting talent that even surprised me, to get them to let me stay home. Actually believing I was sick, my family left me a big vat of soup and medicine that I'd now have to at least make a dent in.
I guess it was worth it. I am 18 and want to start being able to make my own decisions about my religion and level of involvement. I am happy and proud to be Muslim, but I don't want to be strictly adhering to it as my family is.
And that goes for other lifestyle choices too. I wanted to be able to wear my hair down every now and then as opposed to wearing my hijab each day. I wanted to try different styles of dress and experiment more boldly with my makeup. I also wanted to be able to date and fuck boys outside of my mosque or neighborhood. It was time to start discovering myself outside of my religion.
The doorbell rang, interrupting my thoughts and I jumped. Are they back already? Oh, come on! I angrily thought, yanking the warm blanket off of me to tiptoe to the door. I had to be quick because in case it was them I'd have to ditch the remote and junk food asap.
The bell rang again and I peeked through the sheer curtains. Two men in uniforms stood there, tapping their feet and checking their watches.
I considered just letting them ring again and eventually go away. No one else was home and it was probably not a good idea to engage them. But on the other hand, I was always intrigued by a man in a uniform and wanted to see what they were here for.
I opened the door, looking up at the two tall, burly guys-one a black man and the other an Italian looking one. "Can I help you?" I asked.
"Yes, is Ahmed uh.. Abdi here?" one of them asked.
"Oh, that's my father. He and the rest of my family will be back in a few hours, they are just down at mosque tonight."
"Okay, well we have the estimate for the new kitchen sink installation. Do you want to take it and pass it on?"
I nodded and opened the door, taking the paper. The man looked down at my tits that were nearly on full display given the tank top I was wearing.
I blushed and bit my bottom lip, feeling more turned on from the comment than offended. I hadn't really been complimented on my body before since it was usually covered up.
"Would you gentlemen like to come in for..coffee?"
They left their toolboxes on the mat inside and shrugged off their jackets, following me to the kitchen.
"Home alone princess?" one of them, named Joe asked.
Smiling, I nodded. "I'm being a bit of a rebel. I faked an illness to get out of holiday prayers tonight."
Joe and Sean smirked at each other. "A rebel huh? What other rebellious kinds of things are you interested in trying?"
"Well, I'd like to spice up my look a little you know, not always wear my hijab...I'd also like to experience men outside of my religious community. I think it would be fun."
The men nodded. "Well, there's clearly no judgment here sweetheart. You can remove the hijab and whatever else you want to remove while we're here."
I took the challenge and carefully removed my hijab, letting my long, unpinned brown hair fall to almost my waist. The men smiled and leaned a bit more forward, encouraging me to take more things off.
We went to the living room, where I led the way, swaying my hips provocatively. The men eagerly sat down and looked up at me as I slid off my top, letting my big ripe tits bounce out.
"You know, I think we should let Ima experience two cocks inside of her downstairs holes at once. How does that sound with you baby?"
I felt hesitant because it would mean anal sex. But I was on a high from the pleasure and excitement of the sex and was unafraid to try.
I looked up at Joe through my thick black lashes and took his cock out my mouth with a long pop. "I want both your cocks in me at the same time."
The two men laughed and bumped fists. "Alright let's switch positions a little. Don't worry we'll still have time to fill her with cum after we make her squirt for us. I'll smash that pussy all night if I have to until it squirts real hard." Joe threatened, squeezing my tits.
I got on top of Sean, who grabbed my hips and impatiently shoved his huge black cock back in my teen pussy, sighing with relief when he was deep inside me again. Joe rubbed my asshole and fingered it gently before getting behind me and properly aligning himself with us so that he could fuck my ass while my pussy was getting stuffed.
Loud moans and grunts filled the room as he filled my ass with himself. It was painful at first and a strange, completely foreign feeling. It took a lot of slams to start getting used to the fullness of having a thick cock in each hole.
My pussy was a creamy mess, and Sean kept wiping away leaking cream to feed to me. He told me my pussy was made for black men as he fucked me hard and loudly. My tits were bouncing wildly in his face as Joe brutally pounded my ass, holding my hips to give him extra power. His heavy, dangling balls noisily slapped against my inner thigh. It felt very good to have my teen holes used and abused by the two men. I was bust open, thoroughly fucked, spanked, bit, squeezed, and filled.
The two men were going crazy on my holes, thrusting so hard and fast it felt like they would tear me apart. I silently let my orgasmic climax build-up, putting off cumming so that it would be full force and as messy as possible.
When I finally couldn't take it, and the two men threatened me to cum hard for them or else, I slid Sean's black snake out of my cunt and flicked my clit, finally squirting a huge blast of pussy juice all over the men, with Joe's cock still roughly pounding my ass.
I screamed as I violently squirted, and fell into a state of shock and body shivers as I recovered from the physically draining orgasm. The two men laughed and slurped up my juice, slapping my tits and telling me what a good job I did.
They went right back into my holes, telling me that it was now their turn to dump their loads in my body...
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