On her own, in the bedroom

Mimi had the rest of the morning to herself so settled down in front of her lap top and wondered how to start. Sat in the living room, she quickly found herself looking at pictures of thick, mighty, erect Algerian, Egyptian, Tunisian and Moroccan cocks. She ached for the dark hairy men whose Muslim cocks seemed be aiming for her. She fondled her breast through the thin material of her blouse and caressed her excited thick pussy lips through her damp panties. She was frustrated to find that she could not make an admiring, yet anonymous comment on these marvelous pictures of Arabic sexual maleness.

As a committed christian she had always avoided pornography and even now, enjoying the delicious Muslim men on her screen she knew that she should have resisted this, but the pull of nature was too strong and she was enthralled. She felt her nipples, they were so stiff and erect, and so sensitive-oh she longed for Dr Abzou to place her pink nipple in his mouth! She had to undress-Mimi had to enjoy this to the full, and quickly took the lap top to the bedroom where she felt she would be more at ease, have more privacy and be more able to immerse herself in submission to these powerful, glorious Arab men.

In the seclusion of the bedroom she registered with the website where she found the pictures of the Arab cocks; creating an account for herself she gave herself the name of 'Mimi' (Mimi is NOT her real name) and posted a single picture of herself, careful to blur her face. She described herself as a white wife who loved to look at Arab men. She then posted admiring comments on several pictures of the Arabic men she found most beautiful. Her cunt was now soaked in love juice, her fingers typing the comments were shaking, she was making contact with Arab men and advertising herself in her picture! Even though it was anonymously and merely making admiring comments to add to those already made by other women (and occasionally men!) it was momentous for Mimi, first the exposure to Dr Abzou, and now this! But Mimi, although nervous and a little hesitant was thrilled. Her frenzy for Arab cock was too immense, so irresistible. Even if her husband entered the house at that moment, the likelihood is that Mimi could not have drawn herself from the glorious images of Arab sex power she gazed at, mouth open, naked other than her wet panties.

Mimi was shocked to see a red spot on the top corner of her screen-she had a message!! She stared at it, startled; for a minute she wondered if she had given any clue to her identity, but calmed herself. There was no way anyone could guess who she was, could it be an Arab whose cock about which she had written so lovingly? She dare not respond to these men, they were not like Dr Abzou, careful, responsible. These men were naked on the hunt for white women and didn't care who saw them.

She decided that she had to open the message, she couldn't ignore it.

It was a message from a man called 'Gokky'. 'I am proud you like to look at Arab men, you should only look at Muslim men my sweet.'

Mimi tore of her panties, stuffed a towel between her legs and lay on the bed, squeezing the towel onto her thick, soaked, white cunt lips.She rubbed furiously at her christian vagina and frantically wanked herself; she had made contact with an Arab; he had seen her picture; he had seen her comments; he might even at this moment be masturbating about fucking her white pussy!!! Mimi wildly wanked herself on the bed, moaning and squealing in defeat to the Arabs, to Dr Abzou, to Gokky to all the dark, strong, Muslim men who she hoped wanted to use, ravage and violate her. She shook, trembled and quivered as the towel was squeezed tightly between her legs, as she squeezed her eager nipples then surrendered her whole body and mind to the sin that she could no longer resist. She was being fucked by a gang of Arab youths, they took turns on her, she was on her hands and knees as they used her as the white christian bourgeois bitch that she was; she was their white trophy and it was exquisite bliss.

She lay on the bed, naked and exhausted. Pleasuring herself was far more sexual than with her husband. with him she was chaste, almost disinterested in his weak efforts. By herself, with the world of Arabic joy on this website she was a shameless, wanton bitch.

After a few minutes, Mimi began to compose herself; she knew that she needed to have a shower and tidy up, removing all clues to her unvirtuous activities. She looked at the screen before deleting it; there was another message.