White Man Fucks my Muslim Arab Mother

Story by Alhena

It was a hot Saturday afternoon in Dublin Ireland where I had just finished doing some yard work at my mom’s house. My name is Muhammad and I am 24 years old jobless and living with my mom. I was born in Ireland, but my parents were born in Saudi Arabia, where we moved from the area full of turmoil. However my father would often return to Saudi Arabia to make things better supposedly. This led to him being killed 3 years ago.

The f****y was just me and my beautiful mother Fatma. His death really made me depressed over the years, however it did not seem to affect her. He was strict in following Islamic dogma in oppressing women. So maybe she felt more free now that his Sharia ideals weren’t as strongly imposed now. However, I still followed the strict dogma itself, so I would often talk down to her when she violated the teachings. This caused alot of tension, but she should know that Islam keeps women opressed for a good reason.

&#034Muhammad, the repair man will be here shortly&#034 she said.

She had apparently been experiencing some leaky faucets the past week so she had called someone out to fix it.

&#034Alright&#034 I said in a nonchalant manner looking at her.

She always wore a hijab and a traditional Muslim dress. However today she was wearing a hot pink hijab and tight black yoga pants and a long sleave t-shirt. She was almost dressed like some college slut. I glared at her when I saw this since she knew I greatly disapproved of this haram way of dressing.

As I glared at her for a few seconds my attention was broken by the sound of the doorbell. She quickly brokke my gaze and ran to the door where she greeted a large muscular pale man with a head of short ginger hair and a red 20’s era mustache. You must be Fatma he said with a big smile to my mother.

She was taken aback by how handsome this man was.&#034Oh…yes I am,&#034 she said as if she was surprised by his presence. &#034can I interest you in some juice?&#034

&#034Yeah, sounds good.&#034 he said looking at the inside of the house as my mom rushed into the kitchen. &#034How’s it going? I’m Seamus&#034 he said noticing my presence for the first time.

&#034Pretty good&#034 I said turning back to the television, giving him the cold shoulder.

&#034Jesus Christ, what the hell is that smell?&#034 he said rudely as my mom walked out of the kitchen carrying his glass.

&#034Oh that is just our kebab.&#034

&#034Gah I fuckin hate kebab.&#034 he said in an extremely insulting fashion. Kebab being one of my families favorite foods.

&#034Yeah I hate it too&#034 she said, completely insulting our f****y, culture, and father just to show off to this white man. Absolutely pathetic. I was going to get up and berate her, but this guy was huge so I decided I would do it later.

After 5 minutes of them talking, she flirtatiously glanced at him. &#034So let me show you my plumbing&#034 she said jokingly.

&#034Lead the way&#034 he said as he followed her.

“He’s gonna fix the problem&#034 she said to me. &#034Don’t forget your afternoon prayers&#034 she said.

Why would she say that? I am devout and never forget. It was quite odd.
She led him into the room where they shut the door followed by a lock clicking sound seconds later.

I continued watching my show for the next 10 minutes and turned it off at the end of the program. As I turned off the TV I could her my mothers laughing and giggling mixed with the repairman’s. It was quite loud, so it must have been a pretty good joke, but I didn’t care.

With that, I left the door and went over to my room next door where I would do my hour long prayer and meditation. As usual I shut my door and turned on the loud music for the call to prayer. I got onto my rug and began whispering &#034Allahu Ackbar&#034 to myself while kissing the floor in tandem with the music.5 minutes in I heard a loud thud on my wall and thought nothing of it and continued with my prayers.

After 10 minutes of deep prayer the music of the call to prayer suddenly glitched out and stopped playing. Something that never happened before. As I went to turn the music back on I could hear a faint female yelling or moaning sound. Seconds later I heard it again accompanied by a succession of thump thump thumps on my wall. I put my ear against the wall and I could hear my mothers voice moaning along with a faint males grumbling.

&#034Impossible…She can’t be..&#034 I thought to myself noticing my small Arab penis swelling up.

I turned on my music again and snuck out of my room and walked down the hallway to her room. The moaning and yelling was now just on the other side of the door. My mother was fucking a white man, a kaffir, just on the other side of the door. I became furious was about to burst in, but my small Muslim cock was excited about the sounds in the room.

Getting the best of me, I leaned in and noticed the door hadn’t shut all the way, which slightly opened by me putting my head against the door. It became so loud from the sound of my Muslim mother getting fucked by this white man.

&#034AY AY AY AY TAKBIR OH BABY THAT’S SO GOOD&#034 she moaned as I peeked in only to be stunned by what I saw.

I saw the sight of my mothers naked tanned body bouncing on Seamus’ pale white prick in the cowgirl position at the end of my parent’s bed. His huge muscular arms were grabbing her waist from behind. Above her perky brown bouncing breasts was her hijab. The ultimate sign of a Muslim woman’s purity was completely crinkled and falling off of her head, barely clinging to her long black hair, which was falling out of the hijab. This was so wrong but it felt so right.

&#034Stand up Fatma.&#034 Seamus said as they both stood up. He turned her around and grabbed the back of her exposed hair in a rough manner, and yanked her head back. &#034Say Fuck Allah I serve white men&#034 he demanded in her ear as tears came out of her eyes from the hair yanking, but she loved it.

&#034F-f-f-uck Allah&#034 she said. &#034 I serve white men.&#034

I couldn’t believe what the whore just said, but all I did was watch.

&#034Good girl&#034 he said. He then grabbed her hijab and threw her face first onto the bed, ripping off her hijab in the process. He was so turned on by the sight of my mothers bare body and long black hair. He grabbed the hijab and spat in it. Even more, he put it down by his dick which was wet from his pre-cum and her pussy juices. Then he started rubbing his dick inside of it, violating all that Islam stood for. I couldn’t bear it, but I just kept watching.

He jumped on top of her and stuck his penis in her mouth where she started sucking it like a Popsicle. After that, he started fucking her missionary style where she was. Her constant moaning and screaming drove me wild.
After that he picked her up and put her in the doggystyle position where her face scrunched with pleasure as the Irish man plowed my Arab Muslim mother.

&#034On your knees you Muslim slut.&#034 Seamus said as he stood on the floor while she jerked his dick.&#034Swallow all of it&#034

My slutty Muslim mother stuck out her tongue with a huge smile looking up at him getting ready for his juices. After a large groan he started shooting his long strings of thick white sperm into my mothers mouth where it quickly filled up the entirety of her mouth.

Proud of what she had, she held her mouth open as the huge amounts of sperm started slightly leaking out onto her tits.

&#034Mmmm she garbled as he pet her hair looking down at her sperm filled mouth twisting her tongue around.

&#034Swallow it baby&#034 he said with a loving smile.

She closed her mouth and took 4 seconds to swallow the huge amount of cum. She let out a sigh of air after she swallowed is DNA making him one with her.&#034Delicious.” she said with her mouth full of leftover cum strings in her saliva and on her teeth and tongue.

&#034You Muslim women are always such secret sluts&#034 Seamus said satisfied that my Muslim mother swallowed his Irish DNA.

&#034Oh trust me.&#034 she said “ALL Muslim women LOVE white men and will do anything to fuck them, but our religion and men oppress us from having any freedom or opinion.&#034 He continued stroking her hair.

A few minutes later my mother came out clothed the way she was earlier, even wearing the hijab that he violated. I felt so dirty. Seamus said his goodbyes and left after fixing the pipes.

My mother went up to me shortly after and absolutely disgusted me with what she said.&#034 I’m gonna test out the new shower pipes,I’m so dirty&#034 she said.

Then she leaned in and hugged me goodnight placing her violated mouth on the top of my head.As she left the room I felt my hair and felt a white gelly sticky substance where she kissed my head. a bit of it fell into my open mouth making my freak out and worry about what was in my hair and in my mouth. I looked at what it was, a clear whitish, substance. It was cum from Seamus that was leftover in my mothers mouth….now in mine. I was disgusted and humiliated. But I wondered why my mother loved this white man’s cum so much. So as a humiliated Muslim man, I swallowed it….