Fuck Hadiyah

"Alright. I'll give you the night of your life but no more. This marriage nonsense of yours is not for me to deal with."

"Yes, Master."

Her red lips pecked his. Her arms and legs enveloped his body. Sitting on the sofa, they kissed and tasted each other till they were sick of it. His hands attempted to grope her breasts through her dress but she wore a thick bra. Annoyed, Aaron broke away from her and ordered her to strip everything but her religious garment.

Hadiyah obediently peeled off her dress, giving him one hell of a show while doing so. She stood in the middle of the living room, twirling on her feet while displaying her dark brown complexion and her plain blue bra and panties. Aaron licked his lips. She wasn't voluptuous but he enjoyed her figure nonetheless. Not too top heavy or bottom heavy–somewhere in the middle. B-cups and a toned booty.

Aaron had tossed away his jacket and tie, leaving him in his buttoned white collared shirt and pants. Hadiyah crept onto him like a snack, unbuttoning his shirt slowly while peppering him with kisses.

Her scent was all over the place, musky and identical to wood. He loved it. Smelling her hijab and scanning her near naked body felt fantastic. Arms on the sofa, feeling lazy and drained from the party, he felt like a king.

His cock sprang out as Hadiyah pulled his pants and boxers down. The sheer look of shock amused him as it was very rare that his hypnotized victims could show emotions in the first place. Hadiyah was stronger-willed than he anticipated.

But watching her go down on his shaft made his amusement turn to pleasure. The wet warmth of her tongue sliding down his veins. It was phenomenal to see the hijabi bend to his cock, rear raised and prepped for him to grab. There was a large flat television screen attached to the wall, high above. He could see his reflection and the obedient way she was serving him. To the side of him, kneeling forward, as he sat back and watched.

Hadiyah wasn't particularly skilled and it was her pride and temperament that gave her any level of ability. Regardless, he welcomed her clumsy mistakes. Her fingers experimented on his glans, checking for what made his cock twitch.

"Good, right there," Aaron instructed, kneading her brown rear. A groan came out. "Yeah, that's it. Good, good."

Growing bold, she decided to deepthroat him. Bad mistake. Her gag reflex made her recoil back and she began coughing. Aaron waited, eyeing her with increasing lust.

"This is the best you can do, huh?" He hummed to himself, thinking. His balls were aching from the subtle teasing Tanya and Tam gave tonight. "I guess it's time I blow your mind."

Their positions changed. Hadiyah lay flat on the sofa, clutching a pillow with her head buried, back and rear curving out towards him. Her cunt glistened between her ass cheeks while his cock was hard and ready. Pale beige on a creamy brown.

He was about to take her virginity. That sacred part of her life that should have been done with her husband.

"Oh well." There was something wrong festering inside Aaron and he couldn't stop it, not when the opportunity was right there. He pulled her ass cheeks apart and fucking drilled into her. Hadiyah let out a gasp as her cunt was filled to the brim. He wasn't easing himself, he wasn't taking it easy. He was just shoving his cock like it was some sort of toy, feeling her tight virgin walls envelop him. The melting sensation gave him a breath of relief.

"Oooh~!" Her chin went on top of the pillow, granting her the space to talk.

"You like it?" Aaron asked, grinning. He went an inch deeper. Judging by the moan she let out bashfully, she liked that.

"Yes, yes!" Her throat hitched. "I've…I've never felt anything like this! Why would anyone not want this!?"

"Because some people can't do it!"

The muffled sound of flesh on flesh was heavenly to his ears. His pelvis slamming into her rear over and over again, palms to her sides. He just kept drilling and drilling till even the hypnosis began to wear down from the overstimulation. Being the inexperienced virgin she was, his full length couldn't stay inside her for long. There was a wall he was bending with his entire length and he could tell by prodding it that he wasn't supposed to go any further. So he didn't.

The claps of flesh lessened but her moans and shouts grew. Size wasn't everything. His sheer technique, his ability to strike the proper spots at the right moments–those were aspects of fucking Aaron blew every other man out of the waters and honed like a sword when he was with Cassandra.

"It's too good! Too good! God! For the love of–" Hadiyah burst into a fit of moans. "Gooood~!"

There was a satisfied smirk on his face. Her backside curled and shook with every diligent thrust. He could also hear the sofa creak and move from their weight. The classic sound of unhinged springs. The background hum of aggressive and untamed rutting.

"Please! Please! So good! Amazing! Amazingamazingamazing! You're a god! Your cock is a godddd~!"

He continued to kiss her womb. Her head tilted back as an orgasm took over. He heard her squirting and the coach getting wet. The springs underneath continued to make music.

"So sensitive," Aaron muttered, pausing to let her exhale.

Hadiyah was yammering in Arabic. Whether they were swear words or something else, he was sure they would be incomprehensible even to a native speaker. She was breaking. Truly breaking. Her consciousness was fading into the hypnosis as he tore her insides literally and figuratively.

Hadiyah was screaming, so much more vocal than he had anticipated. "God! God! GOD! IT'S SO DEEP! YOU'RE SO DEEP INSIDE MEEEE~!"

Then she buried herself into her pillow again. Aaron sighed needily as he casually fucked her. He moved his entire body alongside his torso, which curled and fucked her cunt. There was no mess or excess sweat, the blue curtain of soft, thick fabric holding in her hair.

The sofa creaked wildly, moping in conjunction to Aaron's whims. It looked expensive, truth be told, yet when a man and a woman came to fuck it was as usable as any cheap fuck place.

"YOUR! BIG! WHITE! COCK! IS! TOO MUUUCH!"

She shook. She came. She screamed. She begged.

Hadiyah was utterly his. He had conquered her. All that was left was to plant his seed.

In the hurricane of primal instincts, overrun decision-making, and lack of patience, he slammed into her one last time, slumped till his lips touched her ears, and announced his climax.

His load was monstrous. The sofa lurched forward one last time as he went in balls-deep, bending that sacred wall of hers to its limit, before blasting it with his jizz. He immediately pulled back as ice cold logic dropped on his head. His cock throbbed and painted her insides completely white. As his long dick flopped out, it landed on her rump with meaty thwack!

He pumped out several strings onto her caramel backside and sacred headscarf, tainting both body and mind sacrilegiously.

The living room was hot and sweaty and the back of his throat felt dry. Hadiyah was awake but still digesting the ecstasy he bestowed her and couldn't go past the state of being completely fucked. A brief session, for sure, but very fulfilling for Aaron. That strange weight in his mind disappeared, the thing that had been urging him to rail her brains out softening alongside his dick.

'My powers probably affect my mental state.' Again, Aaron was cool-minded. Fucking a virgin Muslim woman was something he would ordinarily never do since it would bring more trouble to himself. 'Now that it's all said and done though…'

He stared down at the brown cum-coated ass and backside. He swallowed and looked away. 'Ugh, what if she gets pregnant…fuck…'

"Alright, I fucked her. It's a done deal. Nothing I can do about it, consequences be damned," he said to himself, mostly out of nerves. He inhaled deeply and reevaluated his situation. "Hadiyah is Nobody, some sort of vigilante helping Jace's Batman. That's good to know."