A friend request came in on Facebook. It was from an extremely sexy man who looked like he was from Pakistan or thereabouts. They began exchanging messages. He was very curious to learn about the taboo subject of sexuality from an older American woman.
As it turned out, he was very young, but still old to be a virgin, at least in her opinion. He was a devout Muslim who had never been with a girl. It seemed strange to her that this man, who was studying for his PhD and obviously very intelligent, was that devout. She knew lots of Muslim men. Usually they wanted that from a wife, but did not put the same strict standards on themselves.
She was intrigued.
As a (non-religious) Muslim-convert herself, she felt empowered to “help” this young man learn about women’s bodies and sexuality. She did this thinking that it would someday help his future (virgin) wife very much. But it also became fodder for her own fantasies, which had dulled considerably with two young children in the house.
He was shy and curious with her. She told him there was nothing he could not ask. The questions at some times were ridiculous, other times very personal, and always deeply arousing.
Him: Isn’t it hard for a woman to give up sex after having it?
Her: Yes!
Him: I thought so. So what do you do? Do you touch yourself? Do you want a man again? Do you miss it?
Her: The sex, yes. The man, no!
Their flirtatious messages led to regular talks on Skype.
“I just wanna to know how many days you are having periods per month?” he asked her timidly.
“Not so often anymore after breastfeeding my kids for so long…usually just a day or so,” she told him.
“Yeah, that’s really very good…First time I came to know this advantage of breastfeeding!” he laughed.
“Breastfeeding has so many benefits…It helps the mother to lose weight from the pregnancy very quickly and also shrink her uterus and vagina…My doctor told me from the inside she could not tell I had had two children because my cervix is as small as a woman who has not given birth. This is from breastfeeding for a long time!” she told him proudly.
“Quite nice and good. So now you are look like a virgin girl?” he teased her.
“But you should not be afraid of a woman’s period…There is nothing dirty or wrong with it…Actually a woman can enjoy sex very much when she has her period,” she said, matter-of-factly.
“But may I know how to enjoy sex during periods, ‘cause it’s not allowed to penetrate…”
“Who told you that?” she interrupted mid-sentence.
“I think it’s according to Hadith,” he answered timidly.
“No, I don’t believe so.”
“…And also scientifically not good….”
“I think this is a misunderstanding among Muslim men and, scientifically, I am SURE you are wrong. It can actually help a woman with her pain and cramps,” she interrupted again.
“Are you really sure?” he asked skeptically.
“And an orgasm reduces headaches!” she said forcefully.
“Owhhhhhh…” he sounded pained.
“Actually I need to have an orgasm this morning to get rid of my headache,” she told him.
“So what you did you do to get orgasm?” he asked timidly.
“I haven’t done it yet…I will when we are done chatting. I woke up with such a bad headache…” she rambled.
“For getting it you are using toys or what???” he asked, gaining confidence.
“Ah, yes…toys are very good…Actually, I have helped many women with this when their husbands would not allow toys or books. Erotica is very beautiful and arousing and French movies are great too…Not porn though. Don’t watch porn – it will ruin you…and it is wrong in terms of what women like sexually,” she told him.
“Oh, woman don’t like to watch porn?” he questioned her.
“I don’t think porn is good for anyone. It is very demeaning to women…and it teaches men the wrong way to please women anyway.”
“So it’s not helping her to arouse sexually?” he interrupted.
“It can…but there are better ways…and it is easy to become addicted to porn so that you can only be aroused by porn and need more and more crazy things to orgasm…I think it takes away from the beauty of sex.”
“Oh…I see…so we must avoid from porn?” he asked.
“Yes. Do you watch porn?” she demanded, knowing the answer already.
“Not really…Sometime accidently, I open any site, just to have a look but very, very rarely…not purposely…” he stuttered.
“Try to avoid it. You will be a better lover without porn. Use your imagination – that is more powerful and beautiful.”
“Well, I must go to study now. Please take care and be careful while playing with toys!” he joked.
“I will think of you…too much…I did the other day too!” she smiled to herself as she told him boldly.
“Wow, ok I will think of u too…”
She grew fond of him. They exchanged pictures. He asked about her body. She asked what he liked. He said he thought skinny women looked better in their clothes but he wanted a wife that was a little fat so that he’d have something to hold on to during sex. She smiled. She liked this man.
“You’re a little fat, right?” Ah, now she was offended!
She soon realized he meant it in a good way, in a way that he really liked her the way she was. He explained that he thought a more voluptuous woman would feel much better during sex.
She realized he was starting to fall in love with her. She told him, “Your family would never accept me. It would never work.”
They discussed marriage anyway. He thought maybe he could come and she could teach him everything in person – if only they were married. She told him she looked young now but in 10 years, her age might start to catch up with her and, he might be so happy. “Yeah, I considered that also,” he said.
He told her he was frightened to get married because he was worried about hurting his future wife. “Why?” she asked. He was such a gentle soul.
It seemed that, in comparing his penis with other men in the bathroom, he noticed that his was MUCH larger than most. He was worried it would hurt his young virgin bridge.
This got her going….
At night she thought about the timid Pakistani in her bedroom, visiting the US for the first time. She would seduce him very slowly and nibble on his penis. She would make him wait for it. She would climb on him and very gently slide her body into his, just the tip at first, and then slowly come back out, and in, until she was ready for the full length. Then she would let it all in touching her cervix and rub her clitoris against him in the way she had learned made her cum easily with a more inexperienced lover. She had already told him he must wait for the woman first, so if he started to get too excited, she would just make him wait a bit longer.
He had already waited 26 years, so what were a few minutes in the scheme of things?
Just when he couldn’t bear it anymore, she realized the reason behind her extraordinary lust. She saw the faint red stains around her inner thighs. Should she tell him? She decided to make it as memorable as possible. There would be no future confusion on his part about this being an “improper” time. Besides, he was too inexperienced to spot it in the dark anyway.
She slowly rolled her tongue around the tip of his penis. It was rather large, she smiled to herself.
He sighed deeply. He was clearly on edge. She wasn’t sure he could make it much longer, and she wanted to finish herself first, before he could change his mind.
She grabbed one her toys and inserted it slowly. “See, this is how I play while I am thinking of you…do you want to see how I make myself cum?”
He nodded slowly, mesmerized by her.
She lay on her back and pushed her legs apart, inserting her largest dildo.
“I just slide it in and out, very slowly….see how wet I am?”
“Can I try?” he asked timidly.
“No, I think you should just watch and learn for now,” she scolded him softly. “You need to cool down a bit over there.”
She started panting and moaning loudly. He grabbed the fake and threw it on the floor; barely making it all the way inside before they both had their long release.
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Read Kit Nipp’s other story published on Every Night Erotica here.
More from Kat Nipp can be found here: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/111760.
One Comment
Good read, with a welcome, well-mixed touch of mulitculturalism.