Prayers

In church, Mimi was still highly aroused. She knew Farid was at home determined, zealously Muslim and passionately Algerian, obligated to perform sex in her and impregnate her. To be the christian prey of such a devout and dark-skinned Muslim sexually enraptured her; as the white wife of a white husband, both of them valued and loved members of the church they were seated in, on this christmas morning, she was thoroughly and fundamentally betraying her community, her race and her faith.

She had willingly allowed herself to be the sex trophy of Algerians, the fertile cow of Muslims.
She prayed for forgiveness whilst her panties, soaked by the semen of her Muslim lover continually fed her yearning for his Muslim cock. Even her christian prayers were dominated and subdued by Farid, the Arab awarded sole carnal and breeding rights to her.

She looked at the beautiful stained-glass window at the far end of the church and pondered her capitulation and her husband's acceptance. It had taken time and the skill and wisdom of Gokky's teaching and advice but she had manipulated her husband into accepting the Arabic conquest of their marriage. They both had been so easy to acquire. She compared the ease of which she had been captured by the Arabs to the honour, dignity and impregnable defences of the Arab Muslim women in her town. None of them had sex with white men, none of them gave birth to christian babies. Why was she so weak? The window gave no answers.

As she sat on her seat, she closed her eyes and realised that Farid was probably also making prayer at this moment too; and she realised that Farid's prayers were as powerful and as strong as his cock. There was simply no way that she could resist him or his Muslim brothers and sisters. From the day as a young teen that she sat next to the pretty white mother of the clearly Arab baby, Mimi had been mesmerized by images of Arab men and what they could do to her, what they could do with her, she had been constantly enthralled by dreams of Arab sex and craving an Arab baby just like the one she had sat next to. Mimi, Arab property, had been born on that bus.

It was a little while later she learned that succumbing to Arab control meant also succumbing to Muslim control also, and that had made her even more spellbound; Farid was bound to happen to her, there was no escape. The pull was simply too powerful. She was destined to have her cunt stretched and filled by Algerian cock, she was destined to be naked for Arab men, she was destined to bathe in immigrant's semen, she was destined to give birth to beautiful brown babies from her white pussy, she was destine....

She felt her husband's hand on her! She opened her eyes and realised her hand was up her dress! She looked around, it appeared that nobody else had seen, thank goodness!

She told him she had to go to the toilet to calm, but his urgent whisper stopped her. She had forgotten. She was to read prayers at the start of Christmas service and it was about to begin, people were making their way to their chairs. She had to go to the front and read, with her soaked panties, her sticky belly and thighs and her yearning for Arab cock and sperm.

And unknowing to her, the Arab Muslim life beginning inside her.