Hijabi Slut

It was another boring day at the office. I work at a small IT solutions company just outside New York. It was Monday and it seemed like it would be a long week.

My name is Fariya and my family moved from India before I was born. My family are strict muslims and all the women in my family wear the full islamic dress. I wear a niqab, hijab and abaya or jilbab. I have been called a niqabi or hijabi. I have been wearing this since turning 15. I am not the best looking of girls and boys never took much interest in me even before I completely covered up.

I am now 24 and I have never been with a man. My parents want me to marry a "good muslim" from India but I don't want to marry a muslim. Underneath all these clothes I am not a good muslim. I am addicted to porn and masturbation. I broke my hymen with my big black dildo many years ago. I am a frustrated horny muslim girl and I just want to be with a real man who will fuck my cunt all day and night.

Even though we worked in an open plan office, my desk was at the back and angled away from all the other computers so no one else could see what was on the screen. I spent most of my day looking at pictures of cocks. I preferred uncircumsized white cocks. They just seemed to look bigger and I loved the red head on them. It looked almost like they were angry and ready to abuse a cunt. I liked big cocks.

I was on a few dating sites but I was too shy to meet anyone. It was so hard to find someone to take an interest in me. I am 5' 2" and I am a bit chubby. As you are all wondering my tits are 36dd. My ass is also big and round at 36. I am a short chubby girl and this has always made me insecure. I found a fetish site for men interested in hijabi girls and this gave me more confidence in my desirability.

The site was mainly men posting about how they wanted to cum all over hijabis and niqabis. The stories were hot and I found myself visiting the site daily. I would read and re-read the stories during the day. Especially on quiet days like today. Men would put up adverts hoping to hook up with hijabi girls. I would so desperately want to reply to the adverts but I could not bring myself to do it. There were so many times I had taken down the email address but never got around to sending the email.

I had a few minutes after clearing my morning workload. I decided to check in to the hijabi fetish website. I was reading a few stories and then saw a new posting for some guy looking to hook up with hijabi girls in New York. He was calling himself NYCrusader. This was really close to me and I bit my lip at the thought of hooking up with him. I took down his email and closed the website. I had to go into a meeting in the afternoon and that seemed to take up most of the day.

I had totally forgotten about the website and the email address until I got into bed at 10pm. I decided to have another look at the website on my Ipad. I checked out his profile but there were no pictures. He had posted some stories. The stories were all about niqabis and hijabis. He seemed to enjoy big tits and big asses on muslim girls. I seemed to fit his ideal girl. But I was still self conscious.

I was reading a story about a hijabi teacher fucking her student. The story was so hot. It was getting my pussy so wet. I was rubbing my pussy through my thong. But I was interrupted as my mom was walking past my room and I did not want to be caught masturbating. I bit my lip in frustration. The story had got me so worked up. I needed to cum. I decided to hold off until tomorrow night. My family was very strict and I always feared being caught.

I could not help myself I was reading more and more of his stories. They were all about big titted hijabis baring all for a white master. He seemed to want his own muslim slut slave. The idea should have repulsed me but I was literally on edge from just the thought of being owned by a white master. I needed to cum so desperately. I was hoping to get a few minutes to myself tonight so I could ravish my cunt with my dildo.

As I got home I spent the usual family time for a few hours. I hated this forced family time after work. All I could think about was how I needed to get to bed to fuck my cunt senseless. I had not been this horny in a long time. This man's stories had taken my horniness to another level.

It was finally time to go to bed. As soon as I got into my bedroom I locked the door and pulled out my dildo. I hid my dildo under my mattress. I did not want to risk anyone ever finding it. My family would kill me if they knew what a horny cunt I was for white cock.

I fucked my pussy so hard. I had to bite down hard on my lip to stop myself from screaming in ecstasy. It felt sooooo good to finally have that release. I slept so peacefully that night.

The next morning I felt a lot brighter and more alert. The orgasm had done me a power of good.

It was 11.00am at work and the day had been slow. I started daydreaming about being a sexual slave to this white master. The idea immediately made my thong wet. Underneath my conservative clothes I only ever wore slutty underwear. I would only wear thongs. I never wore normal boring panties. And i wore either half cup or even 1/4 cup bras. The 1/4 cup bra was just there to hold my tits up. They did nothing to actually cover them. I was a horny slut but it was my little secret. All the men in my office would be shocked at the thought of me being such a slut. They all thought I was a pious muslim girl. I was interrupted from my horny daydream by an email. My manager had sent me an email about a meeting this afternoon about the recent developments in the IT department.

My manager is Robert. He interviewed me and hired me. A lot of places do not usually hire girls in hijab or niqab but he seemed to be understanding. Over the years I had got to know him well. He was always nice to me and one of the few men in the office I could talk to. He even provided the muslims with a prayer room. Even though I was the only muslim in the office. He was not the best looking guy. He had a beer gut but that can be expected for someone at 40. His hair was thinning and he had a big nose.

I liked him because he was always professional and he had a commanding presence. I found his commanding tone a bit sexy but I could never tell him that.

He went through the developments in the IT department. He also mentioned that they would start monitoring internet usage of all employees. My heart sank. I hsd been visiting porn sites for the past 2 years. If he found out I would be fired.

He said, "I need someone I can trust to check what sites people have been visiting. The only person I can trust is you".

I had a real sense of relief at hearing this. I would have to stop using the internet at work for porn. The only problem with this was that it was so hard to find privacy at home to watch porn. It was always comforting to know he trusted me.

As I was driving home the idea of being a sex slave to a white master kept returning to me. It made me so horny and I needed to explore more. I decided I would email NYCrusader tonight. I needed to explore this side of my sexuality. My nipples were constantly erect at the thought and ached for the touch of a strong dominant man.

I was not sure what to say in my first email or what to call myself. I decided to I would tell him I appreciated his stories.

Hi NYCrusader

I enjoyed reading your stories. I like that a strong white man is taking an interest in hijabi/niqabi girls. Most men think we are off limits.

Thank you for the beautiful stories.

HijabiSlut

I was not sure about the use of HijabiSlut as a name but I needed him to reply back and I wanted to show my intentions with my name. I was sick of being a shy prude towards men. It did not take long for a reply.

Hi HijabiSlut

I love your name. I love a hijabi girl that is not fearful of her own sexuality. It should be enjoyed by you and others.

I see that you have been reading my stories. Then you know that I am only interested in one type of hijabi girl. Describe your body.

P.S. Thank you for the compliment.

NYCrusader

He was getting straight to the point. He wanted to know if I had the tits and the ass that met his requirements. But I was worried he would not want me because I was short and chubby.

Hi NYCrusader

I am 5'2" and my breasts are 36dd and my ass is also 36.

Most men find me fat. I am sorry if I disappointed you. Do you still want me?

HijabSlut

I waited anxiously for his reply. His reply was almost immediate.

Hi HijabiSlut

Yes, of course I want you. You sound like my dream woman.

Most men are idiots. That body sounds perfect. You are what I want.

But I don't want just a girlfriend or a lover or a fuckbuddy. I want to own you. Your body, your sexuality, everything about you. I want you to be mine. If you don't want that then don't reply. I don't want to waste my time.

NYCrusader

His words caused me to almost wet the bed. My pussy was so wet. My thong had no chance against my wet horny pussy. His words caused my pussy to literally drown my thong and bed. My nipples were aching in pink silky bra. I was wearing a pink silk thong.

Hi NYCrusader

I want you to own me. I am yours to command. My number is *************. Please call me and command me.

HijabiSlut

He did not reply to my email and I did not know what happened. I was worried I had put him off. Maybe he was just teasing me and he was never interested in a fat slut like me. I was too on edge to sleep. I needed more from him.

It was about 30 minutes later he sent me a text message.

NYCrusader: You need to earn the right to hear my voice. If you follow my commands like a good slave then you will be rewarded.

I needed this in my life. I needed him. My body had never been this on edge. My pussy was soaking my thong and my nipples were like little stiff erasers. Masturbating to stories was one thing but talking to a real man was something else.

Me: Yes sir. I will do anything you command.

NYCrusader: I will be easy on you to begin but my demands will get tougher. What is your age?

Me: I am 24 sir

It felt right calling him sir.

NYCrusader: How many men have you fucked?

His language was not gentle and that turned me on even more.

Me: I have never fucked a man and no man has ever touched me. But I fuck my dildo almost daily.

I was feeling horny and had no time for niceties. I wanted to get to the point. I was not a typical virgin.

NYCrusader: How big is your dildo?

Me: It is 7 inches sir

NYCrusader: My dick is 9 inches and fatter than my wrist. It will stretch your pussy even wider. What holes have you fucked?

That made me gulp. His dick sounded huge. My pussy literally was flushed with fluids. I was so wet. I had never felt anything like it.

Me: Only my mouth and my pussy. I like to suck my dildo to get it wet before I fuck my pussy. I have never touched my ass.

I wanted to be brutally honest with him. I wanted him to know I needed him as my master.

NYCrusader: Your ass will be mine. What is the most sexually daring thing you have ever done?

I loved hearing him talk about owning my body. I wanted him to take my ass. I had to think about this. Masturbating in my room would not be good enough for him. He wanted to know how sexually open I was. I had to be open with him.

Me: One night I was working late at the office and I thought everyone else had left. I was finishing off a project I was working on as it had to be done by the morning. The project was finished and I needed to unwind. I decided to watch some porn. I started watching some interracial porn (I love this) and I masturbating in my full religious clothes at my desk. I was moaning loudly at my desk as I came. The next morning I found out my manager also stayed late but he did not seem to notice.

It felt good to share this with someone. The experience was thrilling. I have never done anything so thrilling in my life and the idea that Robert could have caught me at any second turned me on even more. I often fantasized about being caught by Robert and I would often masturbate to the potential scenarios.

NYCrusader: Good girl. You have pleased me so far. What are you wearing right now?

Me: I am wearing a pink thong and a pink bra. Thry are both silk. The bra is a full cup. I normally wear half cup or 1/4 cup.

NYCrusader: Thank you for being so honest with me. Send me a picture of your bra and thong. I prefer lace.

This was the first time I hesitated. I was getting confident talking about sex but I feared showing my body as it might turn him off. But he wanted a slave and I wanted to be his slave. I should do anything to please him.

I took a picture of me lying in bed with my bra and thong on display for my master. I quickly sent it to him with the message "I will only wear lace thongs and bras for you". My thong was soaked through and my nipples were visible through my bra. I was practically naked for my master.

NYCrusader: You are pleasing me. Don't hesitate next time. Are those wet thong and erect nipples for me? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

My face went red. I was so happy that he was pleased with my body.

Me: My thong is soaked for you master. My pussy juice has leaked all the way down to my ass and is covering the whole bed. I have never been so turned on in my life. I need to cum so desparately sir.

NYCrusader: Here is your reward. You may now cum.

I opened the picture and it was the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was so huge. I pushed my fingers deep into my cunt and I immediately came and could not contain my moans. I hoped everyone was asleep.

The next morning I woke up happier than ever before. I had found a real man in my life.

I saw a text from NYCrusader first thing in the morning.

NYCrusader: You were amazing last night. I want you to wear a blue lace thong and a blue half cup lace bra. I want you to wear a blue niqab, hijab and jilbab. Send me a picture of your thong and bra and then your full outfit.

It was so sexy that he was taking control of what I wore. It was like he knew what clothes I had so he could choose for me. It was turning me on and my day had not even started yet. Secretly I was even more turned on because I wore blue the night I masturbated at the office.

I sent him the pictures. and tried to pose as sexy as I could.

NYCrusader: I want to see that big fat juicy ass in the thong.

His words always turned me on. He knew what he wanted and he was not afraid to ask for it. The only problem was my ass was often so big that it would just swallow the thong and you could just seem my two fat ass cheeks. I sent my master the picture as he wanted.

NYCrusader: You have the most amazing ass I have ever seen. So fucking hot.

Me: Thank you sir

He was turning me on so much and my day had not even started.

The day started as normal. I was just going through the employees internet habits. And I found a few to flag up for Robert. I had scheduled a meeting for 10.30am with Robert to discuss what I had found.

I went to see Robert at his office. He had a big corner office that wss secluded and he had some privacy. I flagged up 3 employees that had been visiting porn on a regular basis. I could not really judge but this was now my job. There were a few others who seemed to be on the internet more than working and I also flagged this up.

He was impressed with my work. As I was leaving the office he said, "I like what you are wearing today. You look really good". I was really flattered by his compliment. I thanked him, "thank you sir". He was used to seeing women dress in islamic clothing as he had worked in Saudi Arabia in his last job. But his words made me blush. He had never complimented me before. I went back to my desk with a smile. Not that anyone could see through my niqab.

As I got back to my desk, my phone vibrated with a message.

NYCrusader: Put your thong in an envelope and post it to **************

He provided a postal box to send my thong to. He was really pushing my boundaries and I was getting so turned on by it. I simply replied back.

Me: Yes sir.

The day went on as normal without any significant events. Towards the end of the day I went to the bathroom to take off my thong and I put it in my bag.

I went back to my desk and carried on with my work. I waited till everyone left and put my thong in the envelope and scrolled down the address before putting it with rest of the post.

That night I messaged him again.

Me: I have sent the thong. My pussy has been wet all day so it might not be that clean.

NYCrusader: I want to smell your cunt juice and your ass on the thong. I want to lick it as though I am there with you. My head buried between your ass cheeks licking that tight untouched asshole.

Oh god. He was turning me on so much. His filthy words. Those nasty words were making my pussy so wet.

Me: I wish you were here now master. I need your big cock.

NYCrusader: Did you put any other underwear on since taking off the thong?

Me: No sir. I am waiting for your order.

NYCrusader: You are not allowed to wear anything until I return your underwear. Give me your full name and where you work. Can you receive parcels at work?

I knew I should not be doing this. I just felt like I could trust him and I needed him more than ever.

Me: Yes sir. My name is Fariya Patel and I work at **********. What is your name sir?

NYCrusader: You can call me Master. I will give you my name when you earn it.

I was disappointed but I would do anything to earn his name.

Me: Yes sir.

NYCrusader: Tomorrow I will send a present for you ;)

Me: Goodnight sir

The next morning I received a message telling me to wear the same blue outfit and bra.

The work day was going normal. I went for my lunch at 12pm. Upon returning I saw a small brown package on my desk. It did not have an address on it. It was just on my desk.

I feared opening it at my desk. Luckily no one was around. I quickly opened the packaging and inside was my blue thong. I quickly put it into my bag qithout checking it. There was also another gift. It was a vibrator but there was no on or off switch on the vibrator. I also quickly put that into my bag. My phone vibrated all of a sudden shocking me out of my dazed state. It was a message from my master.

NYCrusader: Go into the toilets and put on the thong. I have also sent you a vibrator. You will need that tomorrow.

Me: How did you get it back so fast?

NYCruaader: All will be revealed soon enough. Send me a picture of your thong after you put it on.

I went to the toilets. I was a bit rushed as I was too excited. The whole experience was turning me on so much. My pussy was leaking and it was dripping down my leg. As i sat down on the toilet seat I began to inspect my thong. There was a big wet patch on my crotch area. It seemed to be fresh. It looked white. I lifted my jilbab before sliding it on and took a quick picture.

NYCrusader: Good girl. Do you feel that wet patch on your crotch? That is my cum. Rub it into your cunt and masturbate in the toilets for me.

He was really pushing my boundaries. I was turned on. As my body realised I had a man's cum rubbing against my pussy it just went to overdrive. I could not control myself.

I dropped myself back on the seat and immediately pushed my thong into my cunt with two fingers. I fucked myself furiously and tried to stifle my moans.

Luckily no one was in the toilets. I felt like such a slut. I was a slut. I was his slut. My masters slut. He owned me.

I came into my cum soaked panties. I had such a powerful orgasm. Before I could recover from my orgasm he sent me another message.

NYCrusader: Now send me a picture of my cum and your cunt juice on that thong.