Date: Mon, 18 Jan 2016 17:00:08 +0100
From: mike stiffy <mike.stiffy@gmx.com>
Subject: slutty whore 14

This whole story and each part are very close to the true events of my life.

It contains descriptions of sexual interactions between boys and older men.

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I didn't have a lot of time these days, but here is an other chapter of my
story.

My parents divorced short after she caught my dad fucking me deep in the
ass. She wasn't really mad at me because she thought I was forced to be
fucked. But she moved far and it was hard to see her.

Some months later I learned she was about to be married with a guy I didn't
knew. I was not surprised she was so quick to be married again, my mom
isn't a working girl, she loves money and it's better if a man can pay for
her needs. So I took a plan to assist her wedding.

She hugged me when she saw me and acted as if nothing happened some months
earlier. No word was spoken about it and she even asked me how my father
was. I was relieved and prepared to have a good time with here and her new
husband.

We arrived in a really big house. My dad is really wealthy and we have a
big modern house, but it was nothing compare to this one. Everything was
like in a dream, I wondered how a man could afford so much beautiful
things. In the house there was 15 bedroom and each with their own
bathroom. There was a huge living room, a pool in which 30 people could
have play in it at the same time, a video games' room, and so much thing I
didn't knew where to look.

When we came in the house I saw her future husband come greet us. I have to
confess it was a shock. Because my mom was a real racist women I couldn't
believe her future husband was a true Muslim guy. He was in his 40s, he
wore a traditional Qamis, had a long beard and a really nice smile.

I admit my mouth was wide open when I saw him, he is really a beautiful man
and I was instantly aroused to see him in his outfit. I fall in love at
first sight, I couldn't take off my eyes from his. Well that is a little
lie because I looked at his crotch area and I wondered if he had underwear
because I clearly could see the outline of his cock moving as he walked.

He shook my hand and asked me if I had a nice travel. I said yes with a shy
voice. I was embarrassed, he was smiling at me the whole time. He told to
my mom to show me my bedroom. She led me in a room which was twice mine in
my dad's house, I had a king size bed, a huge tv, and video games for me,
even a computer. I was ready to enjoy it.

My mom let me alone in my room and I thought about all this. I was really
shocked by the fact my mom dated an Arab man. I love Arab men, but she was
a racist, I remembered how she talked about them, and was stunned at the
idea of her fucked by an Arab guy. To be honest I wonder if they had sex.

The two first day was really great, I learned a lot about her future
husband named Ali. He was a business man, really into religious things and
he loved art music and sport. I never saw my mom so submissive to a man,
she did everything he asked. If he wanted a drink she immediately stood up
and gave him one, she always asked him if he needed something, I thought
she was really into his money.

I couldn't help and fantasized about Ali, he seemed so perfect and he was
really hot in his Qamis. I glanced at his crotch everytime I could and at
night, in my bedroom I fingered my ass while in imagined me sucking on his
cock.

It was hard for me not to have sex, I was a 10 yo horny boy, but here, no
chance to have dicks in me. I missed my dad and did some skype with him and
Abu.

One night I walked in the house to explore it. That's when I heared my mom
moaning. I came closer an open door and saw Ali fucking her. I didn't saw
my mom but saw Ali behind her with his Qamis above his ass. He had a really
firm ass and it looks like he fucked her roughly while he talked in Arab.

I was shocked to see my mom really slept with him and I was jealous. I came
back to my room and started to jack off furiously thinking about him.

The next day while I ate my breakfast he came and asked my if I had a nice
night with a devilishly smile. I said yes, I think I was blushing and I
looked down. My mom had to do things for the wedding, I was alone with him
but he was in his bedroom to take a shower before go to work.

I wanted to spy on him, but was really intimidate by this man. I was in
love with his way of being. I was turned on by the fact he was a real
Muslim. When he went to work I dare to go to their bedroom. I was horny and
looked for his underwear. I was surprised to see a boxer short in the bed,
I didn't lost a second and burry my face in it and moaned with pleasure as
it smelt his man scent. I found out it smell cum too, I took the boxer and
was glad to see a lot of cum in it. I was in heaven and I started to lick
the cum after I took my pant and brief down. After 5 days without the taste
of cum it was a pleasure to have some in my hungry mouth. But I didn't
licked it all, I put some of his sperm on my fingers and started to finger
my ass to feel his cum in me. I remember I thought my mom was a really
lucky bitch.

I spend the day smelling his boxer and finger my ass, I even use a banana
to fuck myself, damn I was so desperate for a cock. At night while we ate
we talked about religion, I was surprised to learn my mom knew so much
about something she denied some months ago. Ali looked at me with a smile
and tried to taught me, but I wasn't really listening, I only looked at him
and smiled. He caught me look at his crotch sometimes but didn't say a
word, he only smiled. He told my mom to prepare him a bath, she stood
immediately and said `sure honey'.

Ali talked to me and asked me if I would like to go with him to his mosque
I said yes, I wanted to spend time with him. Then he asked me to come next
to him. He was siting on his chair and while he finished his diner, without
a look for me, he asked me with an Arab accent which made me melt:

- You know, people like me have to be careful. I have a lot money, a
powerful business and I have to be sure I can trust people. That's why I
have a lot of camera in my house, in every rooms, even yours. Your mom
don't know, but now you do. Are you confortable with this?

I didn't knew what to think or what to say. First I was afraid he saw me in
his bedroom licking his cum on his boxer or he saw me fingerfucked me in my
bedroom or skype with my dad or Abu. But it also turned me on, so I said
with a slutty tone:

- No sir, I understand you have the right to know what happen in your
beautiful house...

Still without looking at me he started to massage his cock, I could see it
was big and hard, he said:

- The other night I saw you caught me fucked your mom, I also see you ran
into your room to finger your little boy ass and jack off. I saw you today
sneaking in my bedroom, and I saw you found the gift I had for you... Do
you enjoyed my cum boy?

I blushed as I said:

- Yes sir... It really tasted good...

- Nice. I also see u play with a banana, I was amazed by how you could
deepthroat it, and pushed it hard in your boy hole... You miss cock in you
right?

- Yes...

- So why don't you come under the table to show me how grateful you are to
be here?

He said all this without a look for me, I was turned on and didn't need to
be asked twice to be on my knees under the table. He slowly moved his Qamis
up, he didn't wore underwear, I gasped and said `oh my god' when I saw his
perfect 9 inches cut cock. I put my little hand on his giant dick and
started to stroke his leaking dick. I leaned and started to kiss his shaved
balls, I wanted to enjoy him, I was so happy to have a dick for me... when
I sucked on his balls I heard him say:

- That's it baby boy, you have to praised me, like if I am a God.

- You are a God sir, I need to serve you, you are so perfect...

- So shut up bitch and start to suck on my dick. I want you to be quiet and
to suck on it no matter what happens.

As he told me to suck him he lower his Qamis and covered me. I was on my
knees, hide by his outfit as I open wide my mouth to suck him. His dick was
rock hard and leaking precum, I never sucked a dick so much delicious. I
couldn't help but moaned but he told me to shut up. I did, I really wanted
to make him feel good. I kissed his cock head, licked all his length and
deepthroated him like the good slut I learned to be.

I can tell he was happy, he talked in Arab and moaned. Then he stopped,
that's when I heard my mom footstep. I didn't stopped to suck Ali, honestly
at that moment all I wanted was his cum, no matter what. My mom sat in her
chair, she faced Ali, I was under the table, with her future husband's cock
in my mouth hide under his Qamis. While I used my mouth to make love to his
dick I heard my mom said:

- Where is Greg, he didn't finished his diner.

- He wanted to play videogames, I told him he could go.

- Oh honey, I'm sorry, he can be rude sometimes, I will tell him to wait
you finished to eat before he left.

- Don't worry my love, boys will be boys, and I m sure tomorrow he will be
taught to act good with Muslim men.

- You are so kind with him, how to thank you.

- Well, finish your diner and then I want you on your hand and knees and
ready to be fucked my bitch.

- I would love that honey.

I was turned on by what I heard, I was sucking him, my nose hit his pubic
hairs I wanted him all in me. I knew he liked that, his cock was really
hard but he acted like if nothing happened. I tried not to gag and be
quiet, fortunately they talked a lot to hide my slurps. Without warning I
felt his cum invading my mouth, I swallowed it all and kept sucking him
until my mom left the dining room to head her bedroom. When she left he
told me to get up and said:

- You did a really good job for a ten year old boy, I m not used to such a
good cocksucker that age.

- Thanks sir.

I smiled and he lean to kiss me in the mouth. He pushed his tongue in it
and I kissed him back. I could feel his hand all over my body and he slide
one hand on my pant to grab my ass and finger my hole with one finger. I
moaned while I kissed him and spread my legs to allow my to slid his finger
deeper in my boy hole.

- You love Muslim men right?

- Yes sir, you are Gods to me.

- That's it boy, now go to sleep, you will need to be ready for tomorrow
morning at 5 am. Ok?

- Yes sir, I ll do everything you ask me.

- Good boy, you will find a gift on your bed. Now go.

I left, I was sad, I really needed his cock in my ass, in my mouth and more
of his cum. When I stepped in my room I saw a blue Qamis on my bed, and a
note in witch was written `no underwear'. I put the Qamis on, and looked at
me in the mirror. I was hot, on me it looked like a dress, because it was
shorter than usual. I felt sexy, and was happy he wanted me to be that way,
I couldn't wait for what will come next...

To be continued...