Cuckolded by Bedouins

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I recently received my doctorate in Ancient Middle East History, and my wife Lindsay and I moved to the Midwest United States for me to take a professorship at a university there. My name is Ed, and we were both thirty years old at the time of this story. I started mid-year, and would not have a class until after the Christmas break, so the university sponsored a ten day research vacation for us in Jordan before school reconvened.My dissertation is on Arabic culture, and I knew that as a new professor I would need to continue publishing if I had any hope of gaining tenure one day. So I planned on writing a book about the history of the Bedouins. Lindsay has a master’s degree in English and would be helpful to me in editing the book, and she shares my fascination with the Arab culture. She also works at the university.This special educational tour out of Amman would allow us total immersion in the Bedouin culture. We would leave Amman for two days of travel by camel to one of the few remaining, genuine Bedouin oasis encampments, and would live for six days in the tents as they did anciently. Our three Bedouin guides were said to be well trained in providing the atmosphere and folklore to make the trip as realistic as possible, and there would be one other Western couple from another university on the trip.I am a decent looking guy at six feet tall and weighing one hundred and eighty-five pounds, and Lindsay is a very lovely and sexy woman. She is a five feet seven inches tall, one-hundred-and-twenty-pound natural blonde with sparkling, jade-green eyes. He breasts are magnificent D-cups and her ass is a perfect heart shape. We both knew enough about Arab culture to realize that she should dress modestly in the Middle East, but she has a mind of her own. We had been married for two years, and I usually encouraged her to dress revealingly because it turns me on knowing that other men were drooling over her. But the Middle East is a totally different situation and I didn’t want her to unduly excite our guides.We were still newly-enough married that we had frequent sex and even tried to spice it up a little. Lindsay is a free spirit and she encourages us to use a lot of fantasy in the bedroom. We have both read ‘The Arabian Nights’ which has many sexual depictions from the Indian, Persian and Arab worlds, part of which describe cuckoldry. She likes us to imagine that an Arab man with a large, dark cock has fucked her and then I would eat his cum from her pussy. Of course it was only me fucking her and I was eating my own cum.At first I didn’t share her excitement in those cuckold fantasies, but in time I came to somewhat enjoy the submissive feelings I got from those encounters, especially since I do have a small, five inch long and thin dick. That’s one reason that I wanted her to tone it down a little around those rugged, dominant tribesmen, so she wouldn’t be tempted to act out any of our fantasies. She had stopped taking her birth control pills and we were trying to start a family since we both had jobs.We arrived at the Amman airport in the early morning after travelling overnight, and met the other couple, Pam and Dave, and our guides Hasan, Mahdi and Yusuf at the van. Pam and Dave looked to be in their fifties and are attractive looking, and I could tell that Pam is in good shape and has a great body for her age.The guides are all brothers, and two of them look to be in their early-forties and one in his late-twenties. They are ruggedly handsome with light-brown izmir rus escort skin and black hair, but it’s hard to tell their exact ages since they are so weathered from their harsh life in the desert, and they are about five feet eight inches tall.Our guides were wearing the traditional long, white cotton shirts which no doubt keeps them cool in the desert heat. The other couple and I were conservatively dressed wearing knee-length shorts and long sleeve shirts, but Lindsay was wearing shorter shorts which came to mid-thigh and a camisole top with no bra that showed off her big tits, with even her areoles and nipples showing through. Our guides weren’t very good at hiding their interest in Lindsay, but at least they had the decency not to say anything, at least not that we could hear.It was just a short ride to the depot where we were given lessons on riding the camels before beginning our two day ride to the Bedouin camp. Of course, Lindsay got a lot of extra help from the guides, and they weren’t shy about touching her ass and legs as needed to help her up onto the camel.After our lessons, we traveled all day in the burning sun, and made a temporary camp at sundown. Everyone was so tired that after a quick dinner of Bedouin fare, we all fell asleep in our tents. There were obviously no bathroom facilities at th temporary camp, so we made do in the dunes.We continued the journey the next day and arrived at the main encampment a little before dark. The oasis provided welcome relief from the heat and dust of our journey, and we were able to bath in the cool water and went to bed early again. The several tents allotted to our tour are separated quite some distance from the rest of the tents, so we wouldn’t disturb the Bedouins daily lives.The following day we rose early and had a wonderful breakfast before going on tours of various landmarks within easy walking distance of the oasis. Our guides are very knowledgeable about the artifacts we visited and the lore attached to them. I was busy taking notes for my research, and the day seemed to just fly by. But I noticed that the guides were still giving my wife the most attention, almost to the point that it was embarrassing.That evening we had a traditional Bedouin dinner in the main tent, following which our guides gave us a strong alcoholic drink that is made at the oasis from date palms. That was the part of our experience I was looking forward to. The guides sat around the fire with us and told stories about their ancestors, just as the Bedouins had been doing for centuries. The floor of the tent is partially covered with soft pillows and divans of different sizes and shapes, where we were all sitting.Hasan took the lead and told many stories about their culture and history, and he showed great mastery of the English language. I was again busy taking notes, but the beverage they gave us was soon having its effect. I was getting woozy and I could tell that Pam, Dave and Lindsay were also. The guides didn’t seem to be affected, probably since they were raised on the stuff. Then Hasan changed to a new topic.He began, “Our Bedouin culture has been well-known for centuries for helping travelers on their journeys. We have provided escort and safe passage through our tribal territory to the next tribal area, and only asked a small fee. We also gave travelers refuge in our tents to let them rest on their journey for a few days. For centuries Europeans would accept izmir otele gelen escort bayan our hospitality on their journeys, and some would show their appreciation in surprising ways. Now that you’re feeling mellow from our strong drink, it’s time to tell you more about those happenings.”Hasan continued, “Since you are all somewhat knowledgeable about our culture, you know about the restrictions faithful Arabs have on having sex outside of marriage. But it was not uncommon that when Arab wives were not receptive or were menstruating, men would sometimes relieve themselves orally and anally into other men.””That is not seen as a homosexual act in our culture, so long as there is no affection between the men. But, the man taking the seed of the other into his mouth or rectum is seen to be more submissive. This is an area where some of the European travelers were willing to show their appreciation. You must let me know if these discussions make you feel uncomfortable.”Hasan had a devilish look on his face as he continued, “During those times in history various versions of the ‘The Arabian Nights’ volumes were popular in Europe. Those stories included many depictions of cuckolds and virile Arab men with big, dark cocks and plentiful, potent sperm. The stories stirred the fancy of some of the travelers, and they sometimes came to our tents with strong desires for the women and some of the men to receive the fruit of our loins.””My ancestors were happy about that since it would allow them to find sexual relief with beautiful women, many of them blonde and with fair skin, and their cuckold husbands, without breaching their faith. It was not considered a sin to plant our seeds in women outside our culture so long as it was done in private. And Arab men do not like to waste their sperm in other men if a fertile woman is available.”Even through the haze of my liquor-fogged mind I saw that Pam and Dave were fidgeting and getting uncomfortable with that topic of sexual folklore. But it seemed like Lindsay was enjoying it, and she turned and smiled at me when Hasan mentioned the blonde women cuckolding their husbands with Bedouins, no doubt thinking about her own fantasies inspired by those volumes.Hasan was just getting ready to continue the discussion when Dave said, “We don’t mean to be spoil sports, but this topic is getting a little bit racy for us. And besides, it has been a long, hot day and Pam and I are very tired. We want to go to bed so we are able to get a well-rested, fresh start on tomorrow’s activities. So good night, all and thanks for a wonderful dinner and evening.”Hasan and the other guides smiled as Pam and Dave left, and it looked to me as if they were happy that the older couple was leaving. In all my studies I had never heard of that type of sexual activity with European travelers, so I asked Hasan, “Is that cuckolding what actually happened or is it just folklore? It’s hard to imagine those travelers would be so willing to whore themselves to those Arab men. And if it is true, how would your ancestors have broached the topic to get things started?”Hasan said, “Those couplings probably would not have occurred unless the travelers already had some latent desire to do so. But a useful catalyst was the same type of strong drink that we have given you this evening. This recipe has been in our family for centuries. It reduces inhibitions and makes the couples receptive to our overt advances. Escort Buca Our ancestors would start talking about sexual matters in a light-hearted way to assess the reaction of the couples. Then if there was some interest shown, they would quickly change the tone to be very graphic and even rude. If they could see that the guests had a continued interest, then things would escalate quickly.”I thought about what Hasan said for a few moments and decided that it would be important for my research to learn more about how the Bedouins would seduce the European couples. So, I said, “Okay, Hasan, you’ve peaked my interest. I would like you and your brothers to role play that cuckold scenario just the way your ancestors would have done it. I want to make this a big part of my research.”Hasan smiled at his brothers and then turned his attention back to me saying, “You will be happy that you wanted to continue. Just answer my questions or make comments as you desire, but feel free to let me know if it is getting uncomfortable, and we can stop.”He paused for a few seconds to gather his thoughts and then said, “Ed, you are a very lucky man to have such a lovely wife. Lindsay is not only beautiful with her flawless white skin, blonde hair and jade-green eyes, but her body is also voluptuous and womanly. You must have frequent sex with such a lovely woman.”I responded through my fogginess, “Thank you, Hasan. Lindsay is a vision of loveliness to me, and I loved her from the moment we met. And yes, we do have sex almost every night, and I can never seem to get enough.”Hasan then stepped it up a little saying, “I thought that you would want to be with Lindsay at every opportunity. You must be a well-endowed man to be able to keep such a woman satisfied. You must completely fill her womanhood.”That was getting pretty specific then, but since my inhibitions were lowered I honestly answered saying, “I must admit that I am not huge, but I am always able to satisfy Lindsay with my mouth after I cum.”Hasan smiled at my answer and said, “It is good that you satisfy her with your mouth and eat your own seed, but that is a nasty way to give her pleasure. Have you ever thought about how a big, dark Arab cock would stretch her vagina and give her constant orgasms? Many travelers in Bedouin lands have enjoyed the big cocks of our men and the big loads of semen that we produce. Are you certain that Lindsay would not like such an experience?”I was getting the feeling that was going too far, but my guard was down from all the liquor they had given us, and I didn’t have to will to stop on my own. So, I made the mistake of deferring to Lindsay, giving up control of the situation, and admitting, “Well, Hasan, we have read many of the ‘Arabian Nights’ stories and are aware that some of the Arab men are well-endowed, but maybe you should ask Lindsay how she feels about having that experience.”I saw that Hasan and the others were sensing victory and rubbing their cocks through their shirts, and I was impressed by the shapes and the thickness of the cocks I was seeing under those shirts as they gripped them.Then Hasan directed his attention to Lindsay asking, “Lindsay, how did you like reading about those big Arab cocks and how well they fucked those beautiful women and filled them with all of that semen? Do you have a desire to try it for yourself?”Lindsay seemed to be about as inebriated as I was, and I saw that lustful look in her face that she usually gets when I’m sucking her pussy after we fuck and she’s close to orgasm. All the conversation was getting to her, and I saw that she had her hand between her legs and had been rubbing her pussy.She finally had the presence of mind to answer Hasan saying, “I don’t know, Hasan. I have never seen such a big cock. Maybe you can show me yours if you have a big one.”

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