Ahmed is a pussy virgin no more, a short story by GutterrhymesEsq. Date added: 2012-07-11. Times viewed: 6897.
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- Intro: Het, Incest; A young Egyptian virgin has to share a bed with his fat old grandmother.
Ahmed is a pussy virgin no more.
By
Gutter Rhymes.
Ahmed returned home after a day on the streets of Cairo. He made a meagre income cleaning rooms in one of the luxury hotels on the banks of the mighty Nile River. He lived with his paternal grandparents in their little apartment in a dilapidated block off a dusty road. Ahmed’s parents had divorced while he was still a little boy and as Egyptian culture dictated, his father had uncontested custody. His father then buggered off to some Persian Gulf country to join millions of his country men whose life is doomed to serving their wealthier fellow Arabs, in return for curses, maltreatment and a little money. At 22 years of age he had only seen his father twice, since age 14 years.
Ahmed had long resigned to his lot. The wonderfully pacifying aspect of Islam made him accept that it was the Good God’s wish that he be so poor, that he spends all his life cleaning other folks’ 5 star abodes, that he has no prospect of affording a wife or decent housing. But he was a happy man despite all the uphill challenges he faced.
“Alhamdulillah (thanks and praises are due to God ONLY) I am alive and healthy” he would say whenever someone was nasty to him due to his low social status.
“Isha’allah kooloo kheir…” he liked to say; God willing all will be well.
As he quietly opened the door, to avoid waking up his demented, bedridden grandfather, he saw that there was someone sleeping on his bed. His bed was behind a screen in the dining room/lounge. He took a closer look and realised it was his grandfather, smelly as ever. The old relic of an Arab crapped and pissed wherever he laid and occasionally his grandmother dragged him out of her tiny bedroom and put him onto Ahmed’s bed, if she was in a good mood. If not, then the senior Ahmed would find himself either on the lounge floor or outside the door, in the dark hot corridor. The grandfather was also Ahmed, like half of the Egyptian men, talk of lack of creativity!
“La ilaha il Allah…shoo hazza?” he politely cursed but it all amounted to “what the fuck!”
The smell of the old man’s poo was overwhelming and he could identify some of the things he had recently eaten, it was the “foul mesdames” that was responsible for the worst odours. Foul mesdames is not, by the way some naughty ladies or such, it’s the Arabic signature fava bean dish.
Ahmed sought osmic sanctuary in his grandparents’ bedroom. As he entered he saw his grandmother was fast asleep, all 95kg of her. She always slept in a full robe and a loose head scarf. He looked around the cramped little room and decided to join his grandmother on the bed. In no time he was also snoring.
Ahmed was woken up by the need to piss. For a good half a minute he had no idea where he was, then he became oriented. He was sleeping on his side and in front of him, her big bum against his penis was his grandmother, jidda in Arabic. He tried to move back but he realised that his grandmother’s big body had him firmly pressed against the wall. He felt the soft fatty contour of her buttocks with his cock. It was firmly embedded in her butt.
He was alarmed. This was the closest he had ever been to his jidda, physically. Despite the cramped space in the apartment, he had never seen his grandmother naked before. She was a very proper lady and treated him as both a child and a man, she always covered herself up. He forgot about his full bladder as he savoured the more enjoyable feel of his jidda’s bum on his dick.
Ahmed had buggered his friend once and didn’t like it when the friend fucked his teen arse, in turn. Egyptian boys do a lot of mutual buggery as pussy is out of reach for the vast majority of them, in this respect they are only second to the Saudi’s, among fellow Arabs. All his other sexual experiences were mercifully during his vivid wet dreams, he hated wanking.
His dick was getting harder by the second and he was horny like he had never been before. Ahmed shifted back against the wall. In doing so, his circumcised penis rubbed against the fabric of his night robe and he felt his grandmother’s robe slide, increasing the pleasurable feeling. She moved back into his groin, further pinning him against the wall. His throbbing dick twitched some more.
The 22 year old was scared about this whole scene. He was enjoying the hot feeling of his grandmother’s big behind, this was some serious taboo.
“Wallahi haram..astaghfirullah” he mumbled to himself; "by God, this is forbidden..God forgive me", in English.
Although he had not done anything wrong, he knew that he had sinned already as Islamic good and bad is based on intentions as well as actions. His dick continued throbbing, relentlessly. He put his arm around his big ancestor. Her big pendulous breasts were easy to feel and her big belly was spread on the soft bed. Without thinking, he found his hand feeling the flattened upper part of her boobs, and the huge nipple. His heart was pounding so fast he could hear the echo on the back of his jidda.
His jidda was deeply asleep by the sound of her breathing. He got bolder. He knew that he needed release from the sexual tension building-up in his dick and balls. He pushed his dick hard against his grandmother’s buttock and shifted around enjoying the friction. He pulled up his robe in front, gently until his dick was pressed against her robe. He waited. He was aware that pre-cum was oozing out of his dick and onto his jidda’s night robe.
Ahmed’s actions were now entirely involuntary, innate instinct took over for he was in uncharted territory. He found the hem of his jidda’s robe and gently pulled it up, past her thick varicosed calves, stealthily over her thighs and up towards her bums. He could only use the one arm so it was all quite a mission. He got bolder as his bare thighs came into contact with the back of his grandmother’s flabby thighs. He paused. The smell of his jidda’s aoud perfume was quite strong and he could smell other scents he was unfamiliar with, probably emanating from her disused cunt.
The young Egyptian had never been this close to a naked woman. Now he had the old lady’s buttocks bare, pressed hard against his pulsating cock. He could hardly breath as his heart was pounding so hard it could be heard thudding away in the quiet little room. The old lady shifted around in her sleep pulling her knees up against her belly and sticking her big behind out. Ahmed froze. Only when he realised that she was still asleep, did Ahmed move his.
He moved himself down on his grandmother’s bare butt. As he did so his dick found itself in her butt crack, but it was pointing upwards. He had no fucking idea how he was going to reach his granny’s fanny. He kept sliding down in the bed until his dick was over her arsehole. He used his free hand to lift his jidda’s heavy thigh but it was too heavy so he just moved his trembling hand up towards her butt. Then his hand hit the swampy hot a apex of her thighs and although everything was touching each other, his fingers slid all the way up until he felt a something he had never touched before. He knew what it was.
Ahmed pushed his grandmother forward, using all the strength in his pelvis and he slid his dick further down, its head sliding down the wet space between her anus and vagina.
Suddenly his dick slid into the cunt mouth and was 3 inches inside. He pushed the rest of the 2 inches in. Ahmed’ heart was drumming loud in his flat chest. He was a virgin no more! The feeling he felt was beyond description, it was dirty. It was deliciously wrong, but it felt divine. He just froze as his throbbing penis was totally engulfed by his grandmother’s cunt. He couldn’t move as his back was pressed against the wall and also, for fear he would wake his grandmother up.
He must have been inside her cunt for at least 1 minute, then he felt his granny’s butt pushing back onto his dick, slowly but firmly. His dick sank deeper into her fairly tight cunt. She was a big woman so Ahmed’s butt was pressed quite hard against the wall then she eased off a little, moving her cheezy butt forward. She repeated the same manoeuvre again; slowly but firmly. Ahmed didn’t know what was happening he was too focused on the barrage of pleasurable sensations invading his body from all over. He could even feel it on his scalp and in his feet.
“Pussy is really tasty, my grandmother’s cunt is sweet..” and such ideas were all the thoughts going through his 22 year old brain.
Her back thrusts got firmer and a little faster until she pinned him hard against the wall. She gave him 100% access to her cunt, arching her back and sticking her big old booty right out. She froze like that and her breathing changed to some sort of sighing. Ahmed’s dick throbbed once, then twice and he felt a flood of electrifying pleasure in his balls as they contracted. Jets of young seed shot deep into the old lady’s disused cunt. Ahmed felt he was suffocating and he gasped as his dick continued convulsing and pumping not less than 20 millilitres of thick cum. He felt the smooth folds of her cunt contracting too.
Then all the strength left his body and he felt week, dazed and confused as he realised that he had just helped himself to his dear jidda’s vagina. He knew he had just fucked the vagina through which his father came into the world. He knew he had just committed a big act of “haram”, punishable with death.
With his dick still stuck deep inside his grandmother, Ahmed peered over her veiled head to look at her face. His grandmother’s eyes were wide open, she just turned her eyeballs to look into his eyes with a sideways glance.
The End
©Gutterrhymes
July 2012
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