Mimi begins her husband's training

The following day was Saturday. Mimi woke first and looked at her husband, he was still asleep, his back to her. She had heard from friends that men were highly aroused when they woke. Overall, he did exhibit more interest in the morning than in other parts of the day but what he produced was highly unsatisfactory and now Mimi's craving for sex from a group of men other than her white christian husband had erupted in her; it had always been there but the events of the past couple days involving Dr Abzou and Gokky had given it proper place in her thoughts, needs, ambitions. Mimi was now captured and she was a willing captive.

She got up quietly (she wanted her husband to stay in bed) and went to the bathroom. She took off her nightie and pissed in the toilet. Washing herself down there was a pleasurable experience. Any touch brought to mind an Arab sex soldier caressing her as his plunder. She stood up and faced the full length mirror in the bathroom, naked. She was proud of her body, perhaps except the breasts. Yes, she had to be honest; she did worry that her breasts were too small, especially for Arab men. She had heard that they liked women with large, heavy breasts. But she had to admit to herself as she gathered her hair in her hand and posed, she looked good. She was a fruit to be plucked by an Arab.

She caressed her white breasts, her rosy nippless were erect, firm and stiff. She was thrilled to see the size of her teats in the mirror. Excited and aroused, they looked huge! Mmmmm she wanted an Arab man to suck her deep pink teats. She wanted that, and more. The thought of the picture of Louise that Gokky had sent her hot and bothered; it overpowered her; it had seduced her and it had disturbed her somewhat too. It illustrated that Gokky had complete control over Louise; Louise was blissfully happy as a white ****, as was her husband and he now was planning the same for Mimi and her husband.

Mimi composed herself for a moment; Gokky's teaching was indeed wise and considered. She knew that if he obeyed him, she would receive delights that she previously thought belonged in her imagination and longing. His planning was thought-through and inspired both confidence and sexual rapture in her. The picture of Louise was the most stimulating picture she had ever seen. She had wanked herself furiously staring at the picture repeatedly yesterday.

Mimi went back to the bedroom and opened her drawer. She got out a condom, a pair of disposable gloves, bought the previous day. She had bought some yesterday on the guidance of Gokky.
She pulled back the duvet. Her husband lay on the bed, waking up. Mimi got on the bed and lay next to him. She put the gloves on and unbuttoned his pyjama top and pulled his pyjama bottoms off. He lay there, stunned. She had never behaved like this before.

She stroked his left nipple and said 'you know my sweet, would you believe how many Arab men in this town stared at me yesterday, just because I wore that short skirt and white blouse with the roses on? I admit I was a little underdressed perhaps, but it was so warm.'

She continued to caress his left nipple which had become hard. She looked at his dick as she continued 'a group of old Arabs were so clearly mentally undressing me when I sat to have a drink of lemonade'. His dick was becoming quite pink and firm now. 'I didn't move though, I actually liked them looking at me. It's quite a boost to a girl to be admired,' and then she paused for a second or two ' especially if you're a white woman being checked out by a gang of Muslim immigrants.'

She moved over a little, and placed the condom on him. He remained speechless but his breathing was excited. When his condom was in place, she lightly, briefly caressed her own, stiff, stimulated nipple; firstly because her body was alive now, so alive and secondly, she wanted him to know that this talk of Arabs was very pleasurable to her. Very pleasurable indeed.

She held his pink dick gently and began to pub it slowly and delicately. 'I adjusted myself so they could enjoy my legs.I wanted to show them how white they are. I've heard that they like white women to be white, not tanned. They loved that, there must have been seven of them. None of them under 65.'
He had his eyes closed, but his dick was as erect and firm as she had ever seen it.

'I stared right at them Micheal (not his real name). I stared right at them and they stared back. They had such hunger in their eyes. It's true what they say about Arabs-they hunt white women! They were all pensioners and they were eager to enjoy me! I realised that I had to go but guess what I did for my Arabian audience before I left?' Mimi made sure her husband knew she had now spread her legs, she was kneeling on the bed beside him and was masturbating herself too.

She massaged his erect, trembling dick, he was not in a position to answer. It was working well,very well.