Fatima and Ahmad

Fatima is an Egyptian Muslim married mother in her thirties, She is a

buxom woman, lived in 6th of October City, in Giza, Egypt. She was

originally from Fayyom. Her face features are pure Egyptian, like ancient

Egyptian queens, women, and naked Pharoahnic dancers. Beautiful like Nagwa

Fouad, and Sohair Zaky, the famous belly dancers. Her vulva is very

delicious and honey-sweet like none of European or American women can do.

Her husband Hussein is alive and they had three children, their elder

son Ahmad is in the final year of secondary school. She was always and

still very beautiful in Ahmad's eyes. And he always loved to take his

mother in holidays and went to Masbeero street (Corniche el Nil, and in

English Nile Corniche) in Cairo, and sat with her in front of the most

beautiful River Nile and remembered the book Maqamaat el Seyooty

(Maqāmāt al-Suyūṭī) and the famous singer

Mohammad Abdul-Wahab's songs about the River Nile like: El-Nahr El-Khaled

(The Immortal River) and El-Neel Nagashy ( River Nile is an Abyssinian

Emperor).

Fatima was always the most beautiful woman alive in her son's eyes. She

is a Capricorn and he's a Virgo. And as he always wished to make love to

her or her to seduce him. He knew she is a professional seductress. He

noticed it with his father. But she was always very cold and modest with

him never like she always was with her husband. And the young man wished

too when he noticed the continuous admiration looks from the foreign

tourists that passed in front of them at Maspeero st, toward his mother and

he always wished to see his mother full naked between an European or

American blonde guy's arms.

He always wished his mother Fatima to get fucked by a foreign Christian

tourist! And to see her feed her foreign lover with the traditional

Egyptian foods like Ful Medames (fava beans) with lemon, red pepper and

linseed oil; Falafel; Tabeekh (cooked vegetables) such as Lobia (cowpeas),

Fasolia (green beans, known as Fasolada in Greece), Besella (peas), Bamia

(okra), Moussaka (Fried sliced eggplants with fried sliced green pepper and

tomatoes sauce), Mulukhiyah (Jew's staff or mallow), and Mahshi Waraq el

Enab (Grapes leaves filled and stuffed with spiced and sauced rice, known

in Turkey and Syria as Yaprak).

Now I wish you to share your imaginations with me and to tell me your

opinion about Egyptian women, , Egyptian tits, Egyptian cunt and Egyptian

beautiful faces of the Muhajjaba girls (girls who wear hijab). And to tell

me what you wish to do with an Egyptian woman like this? If you are a

tourist in Cairo and met an Egyptian peasant woman, an Egyptian woman in

Tahrir Square or an Egyptian female govermental officer worked in Ministry

of Finance in Lazoghly square, or Ministry of Justice, and she is very

beautiful, her skin is white wheaty, her tits are beautiful delicious and

juicy, and she's wearing her Melaya Laff and Tarha or her blouse and skirt?

How will you seduce her? And what are your imaginations and fantasies

about her? And about her delicious Egyptian dishes: Kushari, Mahshi, and

Mulukhiyah?

And what if you are in KSA? What about a beautiful Arabian Khaliji

woman? With her famous Saudi dancing and her Saudi clothes? What about a

woman or girl of the UAE also?

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Now I'll tell you our story:

"Well, uh, look, Mom...we're both adults. I think I can talk to you

frankly, can't I?" I couldn't believe I was about to tell my mother Fatima

I wanted to fuck her. She nodded her head and I went on. "You know, when

I was a kid, I used to fantasize a lot about you." "Most young boys do, you

know," she interjected. "Well, after awhile, it sort of melted into the

background, but it was something I never forgot. When you came here, and I

saw how beautiful you look, well, those fantasies came flooding back in my

mind. Those pictures you saw were just a result of that fantasy. I guess

most people think that incest is wrong, but I really don't understand why."

Mom was listening intently to me. She was a little shocked, a little

flattered and a little turned on.

"Sweetheart," she answered me, "Now I'm going to be totally honest with

you." She looked me straight in the eyes as she spoke. "I've always felt

something special for you, my darling. It began when you were very young.

I had many thoughts about touching you and letting you touch me. You know,

your father and I didn't have a great sexual relationship and I guess I

used to fantasize about you to relive those sexual tensions. I knew it was

wrong, but I couldn't help think about it. I used to watch you as a young

boy. I enjoyed seeing you naked, but I never let on. I swore to myself

that I would never take out my sexual frustrations by using you....unless

you showed me that you wanted to enjoy the sexual pleasures of your mother.

I told myself that if you ever came on to me, I would allow us to be

together, but that I would never initiate the first move. Now you are an

adult. A man. You can make your own decisions. I love you immensely,

darling, and always have. The idea of making love with you has been in my

mind for many, many years, though I have tried to surpress those feelings

to no avail." I was totally floored by my Mother Fatima's speech. There

was a moment of indecision and tenseness, then Mom put out her arms to me

and I rushed to her, embracing her tightly.

We hugged. Mom ran her hands through my hair, pushed my head back,

looked me straight in the eye and put her lips to mine. In that one

moment, an eternity, our relationship changed forever. We were no longer

just Mother and Son, but lovers. That first kiss was deep, heavy,

passionate and so very fulfilling. "Oh, my baby Ahmad! My wonderful baby

boy!" Mom sighed. "I love you so much, Mom," I cooed into her ear.

Our lips pressed hard against each other's as our tongues engaged. Wild

thoughts flew through my brain as I kissed my mother Fatima as her lover,

not her son. It seemed so natural. It certainly was incredibly erotic.

Mom clutched my hand as we kissed and drew it to her right breast. I

clasped her small, but tender breast in my hand, my fingers feeling for her

nipple, which was hard and erect. She moaned as I squeezed her breast.

She kept moaning to me, "My baby! My baby!" We sat by the computer for a

bit, kissing, hugging, touching.

We looked so lovingly into one another's eyes. Nothing needed to be

said. Mom stood up, took my hand and let me to the bedroom where we lay

comfortably on the big, soft bed. We cuddled up closely, kissing again and

again, soft moaning, oohing and ahhing coming from us both. I was hot,

hard and wanting to fuck my mom in the worst way. She undid the bra of her

bathing suit and there she was, her breasts exposed to me. They were

gorgeous.

Her nipples were dark brown and very erect. I thought they were the

most perfect breasts I had ever seen. I slipped my tongue around her

nipple and began to suck gently on her tit, as I had done as a baby, not

realizing the ultimate pleasure of such an act before now. Mom thrust her

head back, closed her eyes and held my head in her hands as I sucked her

nipples, one, then the other. I kissed her firm stomach and my body ached

to touch her pussy. She arched her back up, lifting her ass as she did,

telling me without words to slip off her panties. I obeyed and discovered

my mother Fatima's wet, sexy cunt for the very first time. She had light

brown hair around her pussy which tended to shadow her precious clit.

I was wearing only my bathing suit, but my cock was so hard, it ached

against the restraint of the suit. I stood up and slipped off my trunks.

Mom watched intently as I revealed my throbbing, hard cock to my mother.

Once my cock was freed, Mom looked at me in awe. "Baby, I'm glad you

weren't that big when you were just a boy...I wouldn't have been able to

keep my hands off you" she laughed as she sat up. "Lie back, my baby boy,

and let your Momma tend to you." she nodded as she set me back against the

bed, spreading my legs apart and giving her complete access to my cock and

balls.

Mom slid up close to my cock, slipped her hand around my balls and

squeezed ever so gently. She had the right touch and drove me mad with hot

desire for her. I watched her every move as she glanced up at me every now

and then to make sure I was enjoying every minute. She flicked her tongue

across the top of my hot cock and then pressed her lips over my aching

head. She slid her mouth down over my cock slowly, driving me wild. I

could have cum right then, but I managed to withstand the desire. This was

too good a blow job to end now. Mom moaned as she sucked my willing rod.

She went down, down, down all the way to my balls. My cock was about 8

inches and she had every inch down her throat.

She slid up and down, a little faster each time. I was going to

explode, as she sucked and rubbed my balls. My mommy was sucking my cock

and I was in heaven. I couldn't hold back any longer and she knew I was

going to explode. Just in case she didn't, I called out in a hard moan,

"I'm gonna cum, Mom!" She nodded as she sucked me, indicating she wanted my

cum in her waiting mouth. I shot what must have been the biggest load of

cum I've ever had into my mother Fatima's waiting mouth.

As I came, she slipped her hands around my ass and squeezed me ever so

tightly closer to her already engorged mouth. She sucked and sucked,

refusing to let go of my cock. She sucked out all of the cum I had and,

finally, slowly relinquished her loving grip on my cock. Her lips were

covered with cum. I could not believe I was lying there, just having cum

in the mouth of the woman I have loved all of my life...my Mother!

Mom looked at me as I lay back and smiled broadly, "My little boy Ahmad

has such sweet tasting cum." I breathed very deeply and drew her up to me.

We embraced and hugged while I regained my strength. She asked me if I

enjoyed having Mommy suck my cock. "You know I did, Mom! I answered her.

We lie there for awhile, just holding and touching one another. it felt so

good to be naked with my mother Fatima and enjoying each other's bodies.

Mom kept telling me how good I looked and I returned the compliment many

times. She DID look good!

Mom held my hand as it explored her breasts and body. She directed my

hand down to her pussy. She wanted me to touch her. Her pussy was covered

with a fair amount of pubic hair, not too hairy, but just right. I twirled

a few hairs in my finger while searching for her clit. Mom's cunt was wet

and waiting impatiently for the touch of my hand. I cradled my left arm

under Mom's shoulders and with my right hand, I touched that wonderful

pussy of hers from where I first arrived in this world.

It was at once a strange, wonderful, and totally erotic experience. My

cock sprung to attention as my fingers began to fondle her wetness. Her

cunt was pink and wet and so very soft to the touch. She had a much bigger

clit than any women I had been with and it was very enjoyable to feel and

touch. Mom spread her legs and moaned as my fingers began to explore in

earnest. I slipped one finger inside of her and then another. She moaned

loudly as I entered her. She turned her head to my cheek and whispered

softly, lovingly, "I've waited over 30 years for this, my darling, and it

was well worth the wait." She pecked my cheek as I continued to arouse her

pussy.

I was totally aroused as well and totally into the task at hand. My

fingers probed deeper and deeper inside my mother Fatima's pussy. I slid

down slowly, positioning my head between her legs. At long last I was

going to eat my mother's fabulous pussy. I sniffed her erotic scent deeply

as my lips drew closer to her.

My tongue slipped over her clit and began to flick across it, slowly at

first and then building to a perfect crescendo, as if in perfect rhythm to

my mother Fatima's beat. She wriggled back and forth as I ate her, my

tongue alternately sucking her clit and then slipping down the dark

passageway of her pussy. Mom came at least twice as I ate her.

The second time, she grabbed my head and pushed me deep into her. I

almost couldn't breath, but that was ok, I could have survived breathing in

her sweet pussy juice. I'd never been so into eating out a woman before. I

didn't want to ever stop. I can't explain it totally in words, but if you

ever get the chance to eat out your mother, you will know the feeling. I

lapped up her pussy juice as mom collapsed back on the bed with a huge,

deep sigh of ecstasy.

It was time to fuck my mother Fatima, and I was ready, willing and able.

Mom helped me up over her naked body. My cock tight against her right leg,

my chest directly over her beautiful tits, my mouth over hers. I looked

her in her eyes and there was this deep, incredible fire that burned

between us. I realized that I was truly in love with her. Yes, she was my

mother, but she was also my lover.

The combination of the two is an incredible coupling, one I was not all

that prepared to understand at that moment, but one which I have come to

understand since then. We both felt it at the same moment. We kissed as I

lay over her. My chest collapsed over her breasts, pushing them tightly

against me. We kissed long and hard as we both whispered our love for one

another at the same time. "Fuck me, sweet, darling Ahmad. Fuck me,

please!" Mom called out in a lover's rage.

I raised myself up so I could slip my hard, throbbing cock into my

mother Fatima's hot cunt. She took the shaft of my cock in her hand and

guided it to its rightful place. For a moment, she rubbed my cock over her

clit and cringed with excitement. "I can't wait any longer," she moaned as

she guided my member to her waiting hole. I made sure not to thrust my

cock in too deeply at first. I wanted us both to enjoy this firs moment of

penetration between son and mother. I wanted that moment to last forever

and be impressed on our minds for all time.

Slowly, I slipped my cock into Mom's pussy. It was wet, not too tight,

but just right for me. Mom yelped as my cock slid down her cunt, but she

wanted me deeper. I went as deep as I could, she grabbed my ass and pulled

me deeper, at the same time pulling her legs high in the air. She wrapped

them around my shoulders as I began to fuck her. Slowly at first, then a

building rhythm. We were perfect together. Somehow, we knew just how to

please the other.

Our breathing increased, the moaning turned up a notched and the fucking

became harder and faster. I was sweating, but kept going. If my mom

wanted me to fuck her forever, I would. Anything to please her, I said to

myself. Mom rubber her clit with her fingers as I fucked her and she

screamed as she came. Once, twice, three times.

Once mom had cum, I knew it was all right for me. I thrust my cock in

and out of her wonderful cunt as I readied myself to blast off inside of my

mother Fatima. It was an incredible feeling, knowing I was about to cum in

my mother's cunt. I cunt I had dreamed about fucking since I was a kid.

Having a fantasy like this come true is just an incredible experience.

I breathed heavy and mom knew I was going to cum. I could have melted

when she said to me, "C'mon, baby. Cum inside mommy, Ahmad. Cum for your

mommy, baby." That was all I needed. "Oooooooh, Mommy!" I yelled. I felt

like a little boy as I came inside of her. It was the most satisfying

orgasm I've ever had. I collapsed over mom as I finished cumming. She

wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly.

"God, I love you sooooo very much, Hamada!" She whispered to me ever so

lovingly." "I love you too, mom," I whispered back. We kissed and lay

together for a long while.

After awhile, we fucked again and were very playful. We were like new

lovers who had just discovered the beauty of one another. IT was

wonderful. We fell asleep in my bed together, holding one another, totally

in love. We still are.

The rest of the time mom was at my house, we fucked every

day....sometimes 2 or 3 times. It was difficult when she left, but she did

have to go. This all took place over a year ago and we have come to the

conclusion that we'd like to live together....as lovers. The people down

here don't know she is my mother.

I suppose they would just think that I was fucking an older woman, which

isn't so unusual these days. We've been discussing the prospects of living

together and soon we will make that final decision. I know I don't want

anyone else. I want to be with her always, as she does me. She was...and

is...the best fuck I've ever had. God, it's wonderful to have finally

fucked my mother.