Muslim Neighbor

WARNING: This story contains nonconsensual sex as well as racial and religious bigotry.




Aisha shut the door to her apartment and dropped her book bag on the floor. The 20-year old college student was a devout Muslim. She kept her hair modestly wrapped up in a hijab scarf and wore a long sleeved shirt and jeans. Only her beautiful brown face and hands were visible. She followed every rule of Muslim modesty.

Yet she still managed to look like a slut.

Aisha's modest outfit could not hide the voluptuousness of her body. Her breasts, too large for her slender brown body, jiggled visibly when she walked, no matter what she wore. Her pert round buttocks fought her jeans' attempt to hide them away. Her exotic body awoke the animal lust of the many white American boys who populated her university. And one of those boys just couldn't take it anymore.

Tom lived on the same floor as Aisha and knew that she lived alone. He had been obsessed with her ever since she first moved in. With the way she flaunted her tits and ass, Tom knew there was a slut hidden underneath all that Muslim clothing. She just needed a big white cock to liberate her. A white cock like the eight-incher that Tom was packing in his pants.

Tom had considered asking Aisha out, but he knew that a pious Muslim girl like her would never date a kaffir like him. There was only one option left. Rape. That was the only way to liberate Aisha from her Muslim repression and enlighten her to the pleasures of white dick. Tom took the .22 pistol his father had given him for his 18th birthday and loaded it with a full magazine. But he kept the chamber empty and the safety on. He wanted to be a rapist, not a killer.

He tucked the pistol into his waistband and headed to Aisha's apartment, his heart pounding and his cock hardening. Looking around, he saw there were no witnesses. He knocked on the door.

Aisha had just finished her nightly prayer when she heard the knock. She opened the door to find her white male neighbor. What was his name again? Tom or something?

"Yes?" said Aisha.

"You and your friends are making too much noise," said Tom.

"You are mistaken. I am all alone," Aisha said, unwittingly telling Tom what he wanted to hear.

"Good." Tom pulled the pistol from his pants. "Keep quiet and get inside." Helpless, Aisha did as she was told.

Shutting the door behind him, Tom saw the prayer rug spread out on the living room floor. An evil grin spread across his face. "Take off your jeans and get onto the rug with your ass in the air. Like you were praying."

"But that is blasphemy!" said Aisha. Tom held up the gun, cutting off her protests.

Her eyes filling with tears, Aisha unbuttoned her jeans and peeled them off her rounded ass, revealing a shaved cunt and a pink thong. Tom took notice and laughed. "You repressed Muslim whore."

Aisha knelt on her prayer rug, tears in her eyes.

"When you pray, you say 'God is greatest' right?" asked Tom.

"Y-yes..."

"Well, now I want you to say 'White cock is greatest.' Got that? From now on, you worship my cock." With that, Tom undid his fly and released his hard eight-inch cock from its prison. Seizing Aisha's hips, Tom began invading Aisha's exotic Arab cunt.

Aisha screamed in pain and shame as her Muslim virginity was destroyed by Tom's member.

"Say it!" Tom shouted.

"White cock is great!" Aisha moaned through her sobs. "White cock is great!"

Strange feelings pulsed through Aisha's body as the infidel behind her thrust in and out of her body. Her shame only grew when she realized that she enjoyed them.

Soon, the strange feelings grew stronger. "W-white...white cock...WHITE COCK IS GREATEST!" Aisha had the first orgasm of her life. Her Arab cunt clenched Tom's white cock and he made one final push, unleashing a flood of infidel sperm into her womb.

Tom pulled out of Aisha. "I bet if you told anyone you lost your virginity, your parents would kill you, right? Guess you'd better keep quiet." He left Aisha's apartment while she curled up on the floor leaking white man's cum onto her prayer rug. She spent the rest of the night crying in shame and confusion.