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Chapter 64: The Stud Uses the Arab Hot Wife
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 64: The Stud Uses the Arab Hot Wife - A young man uses a device to turn his prudish mother into his free-use slut!
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter MaleDom Light Bond Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Interracial Black Female White Male Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex
Tony Carter – Day Sixty-Two
I loved my powers.
Mrs. Aziz was naked save for her black hijab and her panties bunched around her knees. Her husband and son were sitting at the dinner table to enjoy the meal that she had prepared for them. It was a scrumptious feast for the Arab family.
The dusky-hued and busty had answered my Facebook post asking for housewives to volunteer to be used. It was much better than driving around to find them if they just sent me pictures of their sexy bodies and their addresses.
Then I could find and use them at my leisure.
She wiggled her ass at me as her husband and son said their quick prayers. My cock was so ready to ram into her. I gripped her hips and smiled at her husband and son. They were both starting to eat their meal. It was fried fish and rice. It smelled delicious.
But not as delicious as Mrs. Aziz’s spicy cunt.
She was dripping wet. Her shaved pussy was a treat. It peeked out between her dusky thighs. I brought my cock to her hot folds and nuzzled into her cunt. I thrust into her snatch, burying to the hilt in her silky depths.
“Fuck!” I groaned.
“Oh, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so big! Oh, oh, use me, Tony, sir!”
“Yes, yes, use my wife,” said her husband and dug into his food.
The son glanced at his mother’s swaying breasts. I winked at him and drew back my cock. I savored his mother’s cunt around my dick. She felt spectacular. I enjoyed burying back into her cunt. I fucked her so hard. I loved being in her snatch. She groaned, gripping my dick with her hot flesh.
I buried deep and hard into her cunt. I fucked her with all that I had. It was just a wonderful thrill to fuck away at her cunt. She moaned as I plowed into her over and over again. I fucked her with so much passion as she moaned out her passion. Her pussy wiggled, stirring her cunt around my dick.
It was a beautiful thing to have her cunt massaging me. I groaned, fucking into her cunt with hard strokes. I loved this passion so much. I savored every inch of her cunt around my dick. It was a beautiful thing.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”
“Yes, it is!” I groaned, fucking to the hilt in that delicious snatch. “Mrs. Aziz!”
“You young stud!” she whimpered. “Thank you for picking me! You could have chosen so many wives!”
“You looked so sexy in your hijab!” I groaned. “Muslim women ... Damn, always so modest, but you’re just wet whores for my dick! You all want to be used!”
“We do!” she moaned. “At the mosque, we talk sometimes. You are known! Women want to be used by you!”
A mosque...
That was a Muslim church. Shit, that was hot to think about. I fucked her harder, burying into her cunt. She clamped her pussy down on me. She held me tight with my every thrust into her cunt. I loved it. I fucked into her snatch hard and fast.
She gasped, stirring her snatch around my dick. I loved every second of fucking to the hilt in her. It was a beautiful thing. She was such a glorious creature. She moaned out her passion as I buried into her cunt deep and hard.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growled. “Take it! Take my big dick, slut!”
“Yes!” she moaned. “Tony! Use me! I’m being used, Hashim! I’m being used so hard!”
I smiled as her husband grunted, “Good, good!”
He sipped tea as I fucked his wife. I slid my hands up to her tits. I gripped those large mounds. I kneaded the Arab MILF’s breasts as I enjoyed her pussy. She gripped me. Massaged me. It was so good to fuck to the hilt in her.
I wanted to cum in her. Just unleash all my jizz into her snatch. She clamped down on me hard. I groaned, savoring every thrust into her cunt. I loved fucking her twat with all that I had. She whimpered in delight as I fucked her.
I pounded her with force. I reveled in every second of this heat. It was a beautiful thing to fuck her like this. I groaned, reveling in that wonderful snatch. It was so amazing. I enjoyed her around me. It was outstanding.
“Just fucking amazing!” I groaned.
“It is!” she whimpered. “Oh, oh, Tony! You’re using me! Me!”
“You’re one sexy fucking MILF!” I groaned. “A hottie! Oh, yes, yes, you’re so fucking delicious!”
She gasped in delight as she clamped my cunt down on my dick. It was a beautiful thing. I pounded her cunt hard and fast. I plowed into her, reveling in the warmth of her snatch around my dick. I fucked her hard, my nuts slapping into her clit.
I kneaded those big boobs. My hands slid down to her nipples. I pinched them. Twisted them. She gasped as I did that. Her pussy squeezed down on my cock. I savored every silky inch of her cunt around my rod. It was fabulous.
“Oh, damn, that’s it! That’s so good!” I churned her up. “You’re going to make me explode!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” she whimpered. “Use me! I’m going to ... to ... Yes!”
Her pussy spasmed around my cock.
I reveled in her hot twat spasming around me. It was so good. I fucked her hard and fast, reveling in that wonderful cunt convulsing about me. I churned her up, savoring every second of this. It was a beautiful thing to have her rippling around me.
I buried into her and growled, “Mrs. Aziz!”
“I erupted.
“Oh, that’s so good!” she moaned as I flooded her cunt. “I love it! I love it so much! Yes! Use my pussy!”
Her pussy convulsed around my spurting cock. Rapture shot through me as I dumped more and more cum into her cunt. She rippled around me. It was such an amazing moment. I reveled in every second of flooding her with my spunk.
She trembled as her cunt milked me. I spurted into her cunt over and over again. I dumped my load into her pussy. She gasped in delight as I erupted into her snatch. The pleasure slammed through me. It was an amazing moment.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she groaned. “That’s so good! You’re such a stud!”
I grinned from ear to ear at her words and dumped my load into her pussy. It was so amazing to fill her up. I loved spurting all my cum into her snatch. I flooded her with everything that I had. It was an incredible moment.
“Damn!” I growled as I spurted all my cum into her pussy. “Damn, that’s so good!”
“So good!” she whimpered, her cunt writhing around my cock. “Oh, oh, wow!”
Her husband and son kept eating, not caring that she had cum hard on my cock. It was such a beautiful moment. I smiled from ear to ear, so glad that her pussy had gone wild around my cock. It was fabulous. I trembled here, sucking in a deep breath.
I pulled out of her, loving the cum spilling out of her. She trembled, bent over the table. I slapped her ass, watching my pearly spunk running down her thighs. She turned around, this big smile on her lips. Her eyes twinkled.
“That was so amazing,” she purred.
“It was,” I groaned, nodding to her. “Damn, you are sexy. I have to use you some more.”
“Please,” she moaned.
I cupped her face and kissed her. She moaned, melting into my lips. Our tongues danced together. I made out with her, pulling her tight against me. My wet cock rubbed against her belly. We kissed. It was an exciting moment.
She purred in delight as I broke the kiss and stroked my hands down to squeeze her ass. She shuddered as I did that. My fingers dug into her butt-cheeks. She trembled there, her eyes sparkling bright.
“Mmm, you want to use me more,” she moaned.
“Sit on the table, Mrs. Aziz,” I said. “Be a good Muslim slut.”
“Yes!” she moaned and backed up from me. “I am a slut for you, Tony.”
She sat on the table and spread her legs wide. She leaned back on her hands, her magnificent breasts jiggling. Her legs spread wide, my cum staining her thighs. More dripped down her taint to what I craved now.
I moved between her thighs. She wrapped them around my waist, smearing the spunk on my skin. I don’t care. I pressed my cock into her taint and nuzzled it down to her asshole. Her eyes widened. She shuddered and bit her lower lip.
“First time?” I asked.
She nodded again.
“You’ll love being used anally,” I growled and thrust.
“Oh, oh, Hashim, he is using me anally!” she moaned as I drilled against her asshole.
“Good, good,” her husband said. “Inshallah.”
“Yes,” she purred, her eyes so dark and passionate.
I didn’t know what that meant, but I didn’t care. I just kept thrusting against her asshole. She groaned as her anal ring stretched and stretched to take my cock. She gasped as her backdoor widened. I popped into her bowels.
She trembled as I slid into her asshole. I pulled her to me and kissed her again. She moaned, her tongue dancing with mine as her bowels devoured my cock. I sank inch after inch of my rod into her bowels.
I bottomed out in her, loving that I was in her asshole. She trembled, clamping her bowels down on my cock. I loved being in her anal sheath. It was so good to have her all the way around me. She squeezed down on me.
I kissed her with such passion. My tongue danced around in her mouth. I loved her passion as her asshole massaged my cock. She clenched down on me as I drew back my shaft. The pleasure melted through me.
It was an incredible delight. I slammed back into her bowels, savoring every inch of her anal sheath around my dick. I plowed away at her. I fucked her with passion. She groaned in delight as he buried into her over and over again.
It was so hot to fuck her like this.
I pounded her anal sheath with all that I had. I hammered her with such force. It was beautiful to have her squeezing down on me. I loved slamming into her cunt with so much force. I buried into her over and over again.
She moaned, kissing me with such passion. I loved it. I was so glad to pound her bowels with everything that I had. She moaned into my kiss. The utensils clattered on the table as the son and father finished their meal.
“Good, good,” the husband said and rose, walking away.
I broke the kiss with Mrs. Aziz as he headed to the living room. “Hey! Your wife’s busy being used! Clean up the table. Help her out.”
“That is women’s work,” he said. “But if you want...?” He shrugged. “I’ll do.”
“It’s your work now,” I growled. “Every night, you clean up after your wife’s dinner!”
“Fine, fine,” he said. “If that’s what you want, I’ll be used.”
The son smirked as I kept fucking his mother’s asshole. I grinned at him. The dad seemed a bit of a dick. The wife gasped in delight as I plowed into her asshole. Her anal sheath clenched down on me as I fucked into her so hard. So fast.
“Oh, oh, that’s good!” she moaned. “So good!”
I hammered her asshole good and hard. I loved fucking her bowels. She groaned with my every thrust into her asshole. The pressure built and built in my nuts. I could not wait to flood her with all my spunk. I would just fill her to the brim with my spunk.
She clamped her cunt down on my dick. I buried into her bowels with hard strokes, savoring the warmth of her anal sheath around my rod. She moaned and gasped as I fucked her, bringing me closer to erupting.
“Damn, that’s good,” I growled.
“Use me!” she moaned. “Because ... because ... I’m going to cum from being fucked!”
“That’s right!” I growled, the husband washing the dishes. “Shit, shit, cum on my cock, slut!”
“Yes!” she moaned as I buried into her. “Tony!”
Her asshole convulsed around my cock. Hot pussy cream gushed from her cunt and soaked my crotch. I loved the scent of her cunt. That heat smelled so good. I enjoyed that spicy aroma as I fucked her spasming bowels.
“Cum in me!” she moaned. “Please, please, use my asshole!”
“Yes!” I growled and buried to the hilt in her spasming bowels.
I erupted.
My cum spurted into her anal sheath. She rippled around my cock. I loved that heat spasming around my cock. It was just a wonderful sensation to have that wonderful cunt writhing around my dick. I savored every second of her spasming flesh.
“Oh, oh, yes!” she whimpered, her boobs bouncing.
She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me again. I groaned, dumping my load into her asshole. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped more and more of my cum into her asshole.
She moaned into my lips as she milked me dry. I savored every second of this. It was a wonderful moment. She spasmed around me. It was an incredible moment. I was so happy about it. I groaned as she convulsed about me.
“Damn!” I growled as I pumped the last of my cum into her asshole, breaking the kiss. “You are such a sexy thing, Mrs. Aziz.”
“Thank you,” she whimpered, this heat in her eyes.
I smiled at her and pulled my cock out of her asshole. Cum spilled out of her as I stepped back. She trembled. Her son was still watching. He stared at his mother with lust in his eyes. I grinned at him as I motioned to his mother.
“On your knees,” I growled. “Suck my dick clean. And you, fuck your mother in the ass. You’re allowed to use her asshole when you come home from school, but only if you worked hard all day. You can also use her asshole before bed.”
“Sure thing!” he said.
“And you,” I said, staring at the husband. He annoyed me. “No using your wife. She’s off-limits to you. Mrs. Aziz, no cocks in your pussy until you have a period or confirm you’re pregnant. Then, besides your son fucking you in the ass, you will fuck a different man a day. Invite him to your house, fuck him in your marriage bed, and post about it on Facebook.”
“Oh, my,” she said, her eyes so wide. “Of course.”
“Now suck my cock clean,” I growled.
“Yes, Tony,” she moaned and opened her mouth wide.
She engulfed my cock. I loved having her in my mouth. It was such a wonderful moment. She groaned, nursing on my cock. It was a fabulous rush to have her working her mouth up and down my cock. I groaned as she suckled on me, cleaning off her own asshole.
Her son moved behind her. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. He dropped to his knees and pressed his cock into his mother’s sloppy asshole. She moaned around my pole, sucking hard to buff me clean.
“Mom,” groaned the son as he found her asshole. “Yes!”
His smaller cock popped into her mother’s well-used asshole. His eyes widened as she moaned around my cock. She suckled harder as her son sank into her bowels. It was fabulous to watch the incestuous passion.
I grinned, savoring that heat working up and down my cock. She put her all into buffing my rod clean as her son bottomed out in her bowels. Her tongue danced around me. It was a fabulous treat. Her son enjoyed it just as much.
“Yes, Mom!” he groaned and started fucking her asshole.
“Damn, damn, damn!” I groaned as she polished my dirty pole. “That’s it!”
She purred around my cock as she bobbed her head. She loved me with that wonderful dick. It was so amazing to have her sliding her lips up and down my cock. I loved every second of her buffing my dick clean of her asshole.
Her son groaned, pumping away at her asshole at the same time. He used his mother’s asshole as she polished my pole. Her tongue danced around my cock. I shuddered as my nuts tightened with the joy that she gave me.
“That’s it,” I groaned. “Damn, that’s so good!”
She groaned her agreement around my cock, sucking so hard.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” her son grunted as he hammered her asshole.
The mother bobbed her head, loving my dick as her bowels gripped her son’s taboo dick. He fucked her sloppy asshole hard, her butt-cheeks rippling. Her dark eyes melted with her pleasure. She enjoyed having her son ass-fuck her.
I loved it so much. This was the kinky, depraved stuff that I loved. She suckled hard on my dick, nursing with such passion on me. I would just flood her mouth with all my cum. I could not wait to soak her with my spunk.
“Don’t stop!” I groaned.
She moaned around my cock, her son fucking her hard. He hammered her bowels. He wouldn’t last long. This was probably his first fuck. She moaned around my dick as he fucked into her with force. She squealed around my cock.
“What?” the son gasped.
“She’s cumming,” I groaned. “Your mother’s a whore!”
“A whore!” moaned the son as he buried into her asshole. “Yes!”
She suckled so hard on my cock as her son came in her bowels. He flooded her with his jizz. I savored her nursing on my dick. She slobbered on me as her pleasure washed through her. My nuts tightened. Her tongue danced around the crown of my rod.
“Fuck!” I growled.
Erupted.
I flooded her mouth with my cum. It was incredible to dump my load into her hungry maw. She gulped down my seed as her son filled her bowels with his spunk. Ecstasy shot through me. I loved my power.
I reveled in it.
I dumped more and more of my cum into her mouth. She gulped it all down, purring in delight. Her son panted, his load spent. He pulled out of his mother and stumbled back. She kept nursing on my dick, her boobs jiggling.
“That’s it,” I groaned. “Damn.”
I erupted a final blast of cum into her mouth. She purred, her eyes squeezed shut. She swirled her tongue around my cock. Her hijab still covered her hair. I thought about telling her to take it off, but the modest garment made her sexier.
“So, you go to the mosque on Friday?” I asked.
She popped her mouth off my cock. “Yes. Every Friday.”
I smiled at her. “I’ll join you. I want to fuck you at the mosque. What time do I need to be here?”
Her eyes lit up with delight. Tomorrow was going to be a hot day.
Carla Turner
I was so nervous as I headed to PornHub on my phone to watch porn. I had never done this before, but my sister said I would need to learn how to make love to women so I would be ready for visiting her family on Thanksgiving.
My nephew, Tony, would want to use me.
I took in a deep breath. I was in bed. Beneath the covers. My husband was brushing his teeth as I reached PornHub and searched for, “Lesbian.” I didn’t know what else. Videos started popping up. The first one read, “Lesbian teacher spanks her naughty student.”
I clicked that one.
There was some porn actress with blonde pigtails and a tartan skirt so short, it didn’t even cover the bottom of her butt-cheeks. She wore her white blouse tied around her boobs. She had tattoos down her right arm and a nose stud.
The teacher was wearing a miniskirt and a blouse that was half-undone to show off her huge, fake tits. She wore glasses, her hair up in a bun to have that sexy librarian look. She was up front and noticed the student walking to her desk and bending over.
“Whoops,” the girl said.
Her skirt rose to flash her naked ass and shaved pussy, her clit pierced.
I blinked at that as the teacher bit her lip and squeezed her tits. The girl then sat. The clip cut to the girl openly masturbating as the teacher was writing on the chalkboard. I shuddered at the sight of blonde’s fingers rubbing at her pussy, her juices clear.
“Rhonda!” the teacher gasped. “What are you doing? You are in class. Get up here!”
It really wasn’t doing much for me, but I kept watching. The girl was hauled up front, and the spanking started. It was done with a ruler that made this stinging sound. Her rump reddened. I squirmed on the bed as the girl gasped and moaned.
“What are you watching?” Dave, my husband, asked as he came out of the bathroom in his shorts and nothing else.
“Lesbian porn,” I said. “Abigail said Tony would have me doing lezzie stuff on our Thanksgiving visit, so she told me to watch porn to no what to do.”
“I see,” he said. “And you’re watching a girl being spanked.”