A taste

Mimi was in one of those moments where the urge to do what her heart desired was in conflict with what her head recommended. She should really tell her pretty blonde church sister (okay I will reveal her name, Kelly) that she was sorry that love-making within her christian marriage had left evidence for Kelly to see.

But, having opened herself to the Arabic sexual use that she had dreamt of so much, her christian defences against wanton behaviour had weakened. Her caste now was not that of the white, christian bourgeois, she was an Arab owned white fuck-pig, a Muslim owned christian breeding-cow and she loved it, in fact she was in rapture about it, she rejoiced in the pleasure of it. So much so that she ached to have Kelly taste Farid.

'You'd better have a quick taste then.'

Kelly's heart fluttered, she realised instantly the significance of this answer. Mimi, such a princess of their church, her sister of the church, married to one of the most important and respected young men of the church, had enjoyed (very) sex from an Arab! This momentary astonishment did not long delay her taking advantage of Mimi's offer however, Kelly knew they had a couple of minutes, no more. She knew she had to return to the service but Mimi's thigh offered her the finest feast of all her christmasses; Kelly leaned forward and wrapping her arms around Mimi's thighs and gently pulling the 'church princess' towards her. Mimi allowed herself to be embraced and stroked Kelly's long blonde hair as the younger lady licked Mimi's thigh, savouring the dried but gloriously Arabic semen. Kelly was in bliss, such a delicacy she had never enjoyed, such a feast, such nectar!

Kelly licked Mimi's thigh with such passion that Mimi could not resist pulling up her dress to reveal her firm, slim, white belly, on which Farid has also wiped his brown Algerian cock. Mimi knew they had little more than a minute before Kelly returned to church before her, but Kelly must savour the bewitching taste of Muslim semen; Kelly looked up at Mimi's belly and saw more semen, but then she saw the banquet that was Mimi's semen-moist panties and quickly clamped her lips on them and sucked the delicious cum from the thin material; Kelly was in heaven, she wanted this so much, her mind was a rainbow of frenzy, her panties wet with need and her nipples achingly firm and erect, she sucked hard, hungry for the Arab bliss, so recently ejaculated from an Arab cock; her mouth was overflowing with Farid's semen, Mimi's love-juice and her drool; her agitation, her hysteria dazed her, all she could see, feel and taste was Arab sex and she wanted more and more and more.

Mimi wanted Kelly to have the addiction she had and clearly Kelly was hungry! But at this moment, too hungry! They were in the church toilet, Mimi knew one of them had to return to the service! Mimi pushed Kelly away, not without a struggle but she managed to free herself. Kelly looked intoxicated but also absolutely elated.

'We must get back, okay? I'll email you and we can meet, tomorrow okay? You won't be free today of course. Do NOT contact me.'

Kelly merely smiled and licked her lips and nodded and whispered 'please, I need this'.

Mimi promised that she would, and said that she needed it too. So, having decided that her panties were now too soaked to wear, took them off, put them in the bin and after assuring herself that she looked presentable, went back to the service, flustered but in bliss.