American Muslims Pt. 03

Note to reader: A'isha Khalidi, 24-year old successful Porn Star emigrated from her native Syria to the United States when she was 18. Being born into a traditional but liberal wealthy Sunni merchant family in Latakia, A'isha has always aspired to the arts and wanted to be an actress and singer. She is a sultry, exotic and raven looking. Her black hair, blue eyes, fair skin, large surgically enhanced breasts, round ass, tight stomach and high-cheek bones merit comparison with Lebanese pop star Haifa Wehbe.

Director: "Action!"

A'isha: "Captain what do we do? The talklafame disease has spread; it's already claimed Sergeant Johnson. It's weird he still has neurological function, but some foreign body seems to controlling him. It's like he's dead and some being is using his body. I have sent an alert out to all space stations, space ships and the nearest planets- but they have either not responded or are unable to get here in time. And our teleport does not work. Oh big brave Capitan, I know you don't like crying, but I am a weak and feeble woman and I don't know what to do? Please save us!" I say in my thick Syrian accent.

Captain: "Pull yourself together Space Girl! There is only one possibility; we must active the time and space pod. There is a tiny crack in the fabric of space and time, a worm hole; the portal will take us into this hole and guide us to safety. But the portal can only get going if the driver and the passenger reaches a certain body temperature. We have little time and there is only one way both of us can reach the required body temperature. And you know what that is."

A'isha: "Oh Captain, I will do anything to get us out. I hoped it would come to this. But those things will kill us."

I reach down and unzip the Captain's pants and his gigantic uncircumcised manhood flies out and slaps me in the face.

A'isha: "Jimmany willkus, you're so large, I don't know if I can take it."

Captain: "There's no need for profanity Space Girl! You can do it, I believe in you. Remember how they said I was crazy for taking a Space Girl on? How they were inferior and useless, but despite this, I took you on. I did so, because I believed they were wrong and you would prove them wrong. Now's the time." The Captain places his hand behind my head and moves it towards his throbbing cock. "Come on, you can do it. Just a little bit more. I believe in you."

I open wide and insert his cock. Rolling back the head, teasing the skin beneath the head with my wet tongue. Biting, scratching, sucking and swallowing in large lumps and gulps. His cock pushes further and further down my throat, until it reaches the center of my throat and produces a massive Adam's apple like lump. The Captain groaning, wailing and screaming with approval, he releases his hand from the back of my head and I take command. Using my hand to play with his cock, before re-inserting it back into my mouth, I stare up at him with my big blue eyes.

He screams and starts to cum. I withdraw his cock from my mouth and he stands over me tossing off. My mouth is open and I look up at him. Growling, sperm flies out and hits me in the face and dangles of my cheek. A second bit of hot sperm flies out and hits me in the eye turning it red. Third bit hits my hair and then it all comes flying out- all over my face. My face is completely covered with his thick hot white cream- I take my head- and rub it off and insert it into my mouth while a camera does close ups of my cum infested face. I dangle some of the cum off my finger and proceed to play with it.

Director: "Cut! That's a wrap for the day. Great job A'isha."

The director thanks me and not my co-star, because he's new, and I am the hottest thing in the business right now. I have more offers of work coming in than I know what to do with. I'm becoming one of the wealthiest and best-known Porn Stars in America, which is not bad for a girl who emigrated here 6-years ago with English as a second-language. I have one Porn awards, I get paid endorsing sex toys and I get to do a lot of interviews. I already own my own house and car and I did it on my own without help from anyone. I am living the American Dream, and all I had to do to achieve it was to let some hot American guy cum on me. It's a great deal.

I even have my own online-fan club, which I check out daily. I have so many fans and admires, it's crazy! Of course I do get some hate mail too. Many Arabs and Muslims are not pleased that a girl of Arab Muslim heritage is sucking off big and fifthly infidel American cock and enjoys doing it. Even more so- enjoys being filmed while doing it. But I have always been a sexual person, it's who I am, my identity. I don't have a problem with religion, culture and tradition, but it's not for me.

Growing up in the liberal coastal city of Latakia, I've always been open-minded to western ideas and culture. I know what I am doing. I did religious studies at school- but I chose this. Of course it wasn't an easy decision to take. It has caused a strain with my family, although we are on talking terms and in a slow process of reconciliation and they have come to accept what I do for a living. My family are not that conservative, they never fast during Ramadan and on religious holidays celebrate by drinking wine. None of the women in my close family cover up and they all wear western fashions and some of my female relatives are artists, actresses, singers, authors, intellectuals and businesswoman. I am leading the females of the family into a new field, that's all.

I can't say when my fascination with sex began, but if I had to put my finger on it, I would say my sexual awakening happened when I was 13. Watching Arabic MTV, Rotana and other music channels and seeing a mixture of American and Arabic music videos had a deep impact on me. It was around then that I discovered masturbation; of course I didn't know what it was when I started. I just knew pressure applied to my special area made me feel good. Actually, I would sit on the couch with my legs crossed and suddenly I would feel a sensation, and I would rub my legs against one another and it would make me cum. Later I learned to use my hands- and I would do this three times a day.

I then began integrating objects into my masturbation techniques from pencils to cucumbers. I was 15 when I saw my first porn film. It started when my male cousin returned from a trip to Beirut and when I was searching his stuff I found an American edition of Playboy magazine. I took the magazine and was shocked by the picture, but also aroused and I began masturbating over them. I did this for over a week before he caught me. He took the magazine away, but he also took pity on me and gave me a DVD and told me to play it on my laptop when everyone was asleep. I did so and what I saw amazed me- and I knew right then what I wanted to do when I grew up.

My first experience of being with someone happened when I was 16. My cousin Dina, who was 19 and an aspiring actress who studied in Beirut, she came back to Latakia that summer. I use to tell her about these strange urges and she told me about all of the things she has done sexually. She wanted to help me and one day, she slid her hand down my jeans and panties and began gently stroking my pussy. The feeling of her teasing hand sent my into an orgasmic frenzy, and when she inserted her finger inside my pussy, I went into a state of ecstasy. She made me touch her pussy too and we did this for most of the summer and only stopped when she headed back to Beirut. She later became a singer and presenter on Arab Idol and got caught up in a sex tape scandal, but recovered from it.

I was 18 when I came to the United States, which my family helped me arrange. I got into a spot of trouble with the authorities and my family helped me escape. When I got to the United States, I had little money and no prospects and I began working in a strip-club. Three-months of working in a strip-club, a friend said I had the perfect look for porn and put me in touch with a porn production company. At first I was a webcam girl and I gradually moved onto girl-girl porn. The first time I took dick on camera, was when I starred in hip-hop honeys spilt that booty film. I had three big black men that day. Since then it has been strength to strength for me.

But I really came to notoriety when I teamed up with David Levi, who directed and produced many hits in the past with lesser known actors and actresses. He wanted to make porn films based around Judaeo-Christian religious stories. He claimed that with my Semitic looks, he could recreate all kinds of tales. We did an S & M film where I played an Israelite slave girl in Egypt. The film was such a hit that we did others, including adaptations of Sodom and Gomorrah, the battle of Masada, Samson's wife, Princess Jezebel, a female demon called Lilith who took advantage of uncircumcised men, A Jewish slave girl taken by the Babylonians, a Jewish slave girl taken by the Romans and the daughter of a Jewish father, who the Assyrians want to have intercourse with or they destroy the village.

These films stirred up controversies and did very well. We also did films exploring Roman and Greek politics, myths and religions. I played empresses and goddesses- but they did not cause the same stir that the Judeo-Christian themes did. It was then he decided to play up on my Arab and Muslim background and we did a Crusader theme. I was a medieval Arab princess who was capture by the Crusader King of Denmark and I was forced to do stuff to him. We also did Ottoman Harem girls films and even contemporary stuff involving Iraqi girls and American soldiers. This made me famous.

Hence why I am here today. But my Porn career has overshadowed my love life and finding a regular partner to settle down with has proven difficult. Most guys feel intimidated or threatened by what I do. I have only a handful of female friends because most women are suspicious of what I do- they think I will steal their boyfriends and husbands from them. But despite these obstacles, I did met someone six-months ago and we have been together ever since. His name is Oscar Valentino and he's also a Porn Star and a very big name too. Me and him are porn royalty and we are in the process of setting up our own production company, which will be called Empire.

Oscar is tall, tanned, muscular with a six-pack and is half Puerto Rican and Anglo-German. We met during a film we shot together called The Road to Damascus directed by David Levi. The theme of film was Oscar's character was going into seclusion in the mountains to live a hermit's existence. But me being a lustful witchy figure tempted him out of it. Let me tell you about that shoot.

Before I met him, I had always admired him and his work and I have a collection of his greatest hits on DVD. After a long day, I would play the DVD and rub my pussy over him and his magnificent manhood. I even bought a dildo modelled on his penis and I would use it regularly. I knew I wanted to work with him, but I also felt shy, because I was afraid he would know I had a crush on him. When I was offered the chance to work with him, I nearly jumped up in my seat.

When the day of the shoot arrived I was so nervous, but I managed to keep it together during make-up and clothing. I was standing on set when he walked in and in all honestly he was even better in person than on screen. We greeted each other and then we started our film. My character spent hours trying to tease and tempt him and then finally we got down to business. Despite the fact we shot this scene 20 times- the first part of us getting down to business- never failed arousing me.

He would push me onto the floor and then rip open his cloak to reveal his massive biceps, six-pact and tanned body. They had oiled his body up to give it a glow and just the sight of it made me drool. And when he whipped out his large throbbing penis, I knew what I had to do. I wanted to leave the right impression and tried to give a blow job like my life depended on it. I rolled back his penis head and licked under the head and I teased the head with my soft fingers. I stoked his balls and underneath them and even licked, sucked and swallowed his hairy balls.

When time came to film the cum shot after I had sucked him off, they turned on the fans so my hair would be blowing backwards, Oscar would then stand at a angle tossing himself off and cum would fly vertically and hit me on the face. His cum tasted good, real good. During our other scenes, he fucked me anally and we kept filming the anal scene. In the finial edited version of the film, he cums once in my ass, but in reality he came 8 times in my ass because we kept filming and re-filming it. There were 50 close ups of my cum infested ass during the shoot and it was the same story with my pussy too.

Once the film had finished, I plucked up the courage to ask him out on a date and he agreed and it turns out he had the same feeling towards me. We dated secretly for three-months and there was tremendous speculation about me being in a relationship, but they couldn't figure out with who. I was linked to all kid of names. Finally, we decided to announce that we are a couple publicly the only way Porn Stars know how too.

I announced that I would reveal my boyfriend's identity by having sex with him live on camera. We set up a studio and set the transmission time for 11pm. But I decided to tease the audience by insisting Oscar wear a leather face masks with holes for his eyes, mouth and nostrils only. His true identity would not be revealed until the end. I leaned forward and got onto my hands and knees and he fucked my ass and pussy doggy-style. We fucked for over an hour and he came on my tits. Once he had cum, he removed his face-mask.

Six-months later

Me and Oscar have successfully set-up the production company and have been making films, which is why, I haven't updated you for six months. It been very difficult and many of our productions have failed. We did have success with a slavery film we produced, which was about a horny plantation owner's wife who uses the slaves for her own sexual pleasure.

In-between running our production company, we got married and some of my family attended, which was great. They are finally accepting me for who I am. Now that we are husband and wife, we've decided to do something dramatic to save our company. We are going to try for a baby, but we are going to do it publicly, in-front of a live audience with cameras filming it. Tonight is the big performance and I am nervous to say the least.

The evening approaches and crowds pack into the theatre with the stage decorated like something out of Ancient Greece. That's because me and Oscar are playing the god and goddess of fertility, we are dressed in togas and we have timed it to begin when I am at my most fertile.

The lights are on and I enter the stage.

A'isha: "Oh Priapus, where art thou? Won't my Priapus come forth and lay bare my naked body, and with his enormous manhood, will he not plant seeds of life?"

Oscar: "Who dares utter my name? Do they not know of my permanently erect state or the over-size nature of my fertilizer?"

A'isha: "It is I! Oh glorious Priapus son of Aphrodite, I am a fertile woman with an infertile lover and I am desperate to bare child. Forgive my arrogance, I mean no disrespect, but being a weak and feeble woman I had no other choice."

Oscar strokes my body above my toga and then grabs me.

Oscar: "Well lady, your wish shall be my command."

Oscar and my lips meet one another and our tongues enter into an ancient dance with one another. Slurping and sucking Oscar's tongue, I swallow his saliva and spit, which I take down in huge gulps. The audience is becoming aroused and many men have already pulled out their cocks and started playing with themselves.

Oscar becomes more aggressive and rips off my toga and my large breasts are exposed to the air. He moves down and teases my nipples with his tongue, before moving onto my belly button. He ravages it with a wet tongue and I can feel an ultimately siege coming. But it's only at this moment that it dawns on me- why am I doing this publicly? I was so caught up planning this event that I never stopped to consider this point. Is my entire relationship for public consumption? Getting pregnant is a public performance for me.

Oscar pulls down my panties and begins licking my pussy. He's really hungry and is eating me out hard and fast. My pussy becomes moist and begins premature dripping, which Oscar laps up and seems to be loving it. He pulls down his tongue and unveils his enormous manhood, the theatre is equipped with cameras and screens, so everyone can see close-ups of my pussy. There is even a mini-camera attached to Oscar's penis- so that when he penetrates me- the audience can see what is happening inside me.

The big moment arrives. Cock cam is switched on and everyone in the room gets a cock eye's view of me. Oscar slides his cock in and images of inside my pussy come up on screen. I can't spend too much time dwelling on it, because Oscar starts pounding me hard.

Thirty minutes in and I am sweating like a pig. But my pussy is starting to leak and pretty soon it will turn into a flood. Oscar is bravely trying to cum and the audience is cheering, jeering and masturbating. Suddenly, Oscar begins screaming in a way which suggests he's ready to cum. He pounds even harder and harder and then it flies out. Within moments my entire pussy is filled with hot jizz.

The crowd goes wild and cheers. But I don't feel joy, instead it dawns on me that I have given birth to a monster. I have turned something beautiful and private into something public and perverted and have encouraged others to do the same. What have I done?