1. Latifa, the hijabi whore, Pt. I


    Date: 11/4/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Interracial, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Spanking, Virginity, Young, Author: RBegum, Rating: 58.6, Source: sexstories.com

    *All character likenesses are coincidental. Please take a few seconds to rate and comment, your feedback determines how/whether I write more stories, thank you!* Latifa Begum is an 18-year-old college student, in her final year of college; she was excited to be finally moving away to university. As quite a confident and assertive woman brought up in a Muslim household, she often rebelled and did not really consider herself a Muslim; nevertheless, she always wore a hijab (head-scarf) and an abaya (long-dress). She accompanied her clothing with a pair of slick, sexy black high-heels. The heels empowered her in a strange way, and at 5ft 4, it made her a little taller too. Latifa had a fair, light brown complexion, with sweet chocolate-brown eyes, a nice nose and cheeks with beautiful pink lips. The rest of her features were covered – her ears and her gorgeous brunette hair were covered by her head-scarf – hidden from view of the many boys in college that took a liking to her. She was slim, with nice perky breasts and a perfectly-sized behind to match. She often chose abayas of a size too small, just to highlight her breasts and her behind, she also made sure her abaya was a little too short – just enough to allow people a view of her feet, heels and a tiny bit of her silky, smooth legs. As she got up from bed and took off her pyjamas in preparation for getting dressed, she realised what a long-winded day today would be – a full day of lessons with no free time in between. Her ...
    thoughts then spun to Andrew. Andrew was a white boy in her class – she didn’t really talk to him much – she knew he was an atheist, and to be honest, Latifa considered herself to be an atheist as well. Andrew was slim, athletic and a great person to work with too. Latifa just wished she had more opportunities to work with him. Latifa always got this – tingly – feeling whenever she thought about Andrew, and this time was no exception. She groaned because she knew what was going to come next. She wouldn’t be able to focus for the rest of the day is she didn’t do it. All dressed, she locked her bedroom door, making sure there were no interruptions and lay down on the bed. She pulled up her abaya from the bottom of her legs to her stomach, exposing her groin. She pulled down her underwear to her knees and proceeded to...pleasure herself. Latifa loved every second of it, she marvelled at all the cracks and crevices of her body. She amazed herself with how good she could use her hands for pleasure. It was so good...but abruptly came to an end – in every sense of the phrase. As she started to squirt, she grabbed some tissue and started to clean up; she looked at the clock, only five minutes had passed. Great, she thought, she might even make it to her first lesson on time. Latifa, now appropriately dressed, put on her high heels and quickly nipped out the door. On her route to college, she always got plenty of admirers – ranging from hormonal teenage boys to old pensioners. As she ...
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