Confession Of A Sextress – Part 28

Because of the religion, I was born into, because of my occupation as a pornstar and because of still covering my head like a pious woman of the religion I was born into, there were occasions I came across trouble.

This happened a little after I retired from porn. I was twenty-six then.

These days, refugee and immigrant men from the middle east, Northern Africa, Afghanistan, Pakistan etc. Were around where I lived. They were a true menace to the women there and in fear of being called racists, the authorities were not doing anything to stop or deport them. Those who did, we’re ready to be called racists. Even though these men were born to the same religion I was, I disgusted them more than the roughest porn actor I have ever performed with. Those men were riding only when they were acting. These guys…?

One day, I was walking back home from the nearby supermarket. I was dressed in my head cover, a little tight long sleeve shirt and a tight trouser with high heels.

When I was about to turn to the street we the end of which the hotel was, I saw a bunch of these thugs. The is looks were dirty and disgusting. As I came closer towards the turn, one of the punks came forth and tries to grope me.

These times, I had started weightlifting and fighting training and after the surgery alone, I was stronger. So I held his hand and made him Kneel, by pressing one of his nerve points.

As he knelt down, I left him and started walking fast towards the hotel. Then I heard them running towards me.

There were many of them and I knew I could not outrun them at all but I tried.

But before I could reach the hotel, they held me and dragged into a dark corner.

They pulled me to the corner and was looking at me with lustful eyes.

– stop pretending to he a pious woman, whore! –

– you are not worth the head cover, you bitch! –

– We are here to send hypocrites and apostates like you to hell! –

They were cursing me all kinds of ways. As they tried to molest me, someone shouted at them, from a distance.

– hey guys, need any help? –

We all looked at the direction. It was a white guy with a fully bearded face, dressed in a gentleman suit.

– maybe your prophet did not teach you to treat a woman nice but lemme do that part –

– get lost you punk, or you will be next –

The thugs threatened him but he smiled as if it was a joke.

– Well, why not we sort out who will be next to…whom? –

The thugs left me and ran at the guy. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see what would happen to him.

I heard people screaming, I heard punches and slaps…I heard a gunshot…silence…then another one!

I looked at the guy. All the thugs were down. Two of them were screaming, holding their hands tight with their other hands. The guy had a pistol in his right hand, which was already smoking.

– you know guys, this is what happens when you go out of orders! –

Then the man with the pistol came to me, helped me stand and asked,

– guess they could not molest you. If this is how they treat their women, what about…wait! Is this…you? –

His face changed when he identified who I really was. He said,

– Miss Fareeda Athif…w…w…what are you doing here? –

I smiled at him and said,

– why are you looking at me like you have seen a ghost? –

For a while, he looked scared. Then he turned happy.

– wow! I cannot believe this. I…i am talking to you! Damn! Miss, you have no idea how much I loved your films… –

I stopped him by placing my right index finger against his lips. I said,

– …you loved to see me and hear me? What if you can smell me, taste me and feel me? Would you still like? –

After a while, we were in my room, after dinner. During the dinner, he said his name was Justin Dhammika. His last name was due to his belief in Buddhism.

Wow! Sex with a Buddhist!

– so…thanks for having dinner with me miss… –

– …Fareeda. That is enough –

He was sitting my bed, I sat by him and rubbed his thigh, eventually looking at his eyes. He said,

– Well, what are we gonna do here? –

I held his neck with my hands and said,

– you will see! –

As I hugged him tight and started kissing him. He also soon hugged me back and started kissing me back. He slowly laid me on the bed and we were violently stripping each other naked.

After a while, we were laying on the bed, kissing each other. Then, he repeatedly kissed me down to my breast and started tasting and feeling them. His was the most innocent way of having sex I have come across so far. The problem was it took longer for me to be ready for intercourse because I was trained for rough sex and he did not know to be rough at sex. Well, he was pretty rough against those thugs but not with me.

We were laughing and he was licking my nipples and sucking them. My hands were going through his hair.

– yeah baby, suck me more –

After a while, he repeatedly kissed me down to my pussy and started licking my pussy and sucking my clitoris. My nipples, clitoris and pussy, all had become almost numb due to heavy sex throughout my life but I could still enjoy him.

he turned me here and there and kissed me all over my body. He was soft in action but was very active as well.

After everything, I was his cock was ready to fuck me. I slowly took hold of his cock and asked him,

– ready for the final showdown, baby? –

– hell yeah! –

I asked him to fuck me in the position I ask him to. He agreed.

Spiderman

The woman lies on her side, arms are bent in elbows, one is under her head and support is on it. One leg is bent at the knee, the second is straight and they have driven widely apart. The man ceases on his knees between the female partner’s legs, the straight leg he puts on his shoulder, with one hand he takes the lady by the buttocks, and with the other one, he is caressing her crotch during sex.

– wow! I cannot still believe I am doing this! –

He said, delighted, as he was fucking me. I was moving back and forth on the bed with each of his thrusts.

– fuck me faster if you can –

He paced up and up and up until he left his cum inside my pussy and fell aside.

I quickly went to the bathroom and cleaned my pussy, came back and laid by me. As I snuggled to him, he kissed and rubbed me.

We talked a lot. He said that he is an army man. His mother was A Buddhist woman from Thailand and after he came across the content of the religion, he has converted too.

It was a pleasure to sleep with a man like this. As he cuddled me and was still kissing and rubbing me, I closed my eyes.

Stay tuned.