Sex With Arabs: Share Your Experience!

Cool train story, pradelicious, glad you had a steamy night with that hot arabian prince. Happened to me also in a train - when i was 20 - but not with an arab guy, so I won't mention it here.
My first taste of arabian meat, I had a few years later, guess I was 22. I was living in Brussels and just arrived back at the central station after a hot weekend "sightseeing" in Paris. It was around 1 am that the train arrived and knowing that (at that time) there were no more busses or metro available, I decided to walk to my place. It still was summer and another warm night. After 15 walking, climbing a steep hill, I noticed a young guy standing at the other side of the road behind a building that was in reconstruction. He was observing me very clearly and i saw how he touched his crotch. Very well knowing the signs of cruising, I stood still and also started to observe him, touching myself and licking my lips. Then he moved and entered the open construction site and I saw him disappear. Still enormous horny after my french weekend, I didn't hesitate and without thinking over the dangers of this meeting I also entered the site, on the search of my hot young arab. Wich I found very soon standing against a wall in a darker place. Damned, he was handsome, tall, atletic built, black hairs, dark shiny eyes, a small mouth with amazing lips. His bulge seemed having troubles to fight against its content and behind, mmmm, that had to be the tightest bubble ass I ever saw. I couldn't wait for much longer, approached my prey, took the hard crotch in my right hand, brought my left one behind his head and our lips met for a first, long french kiss. I was desperate to open his pants, but he was faster then me by asking me if i knew a safe, calm spot to enjoy each other. I told him that i was on my way home, where i lived alone. He was immediately ready to go with me. So we stopped the first cab that passed - I was too afraid he would change his mind - and we continued our foreplay, first on my couch, afterwards in my bed. My God, he was a good lover, no restraints in doing anything. He adored when I rimmed his tight ass and begged me to fuck him hard. Very exceptional for a muslim, certainly at that time, it was the early 90's. He offered me a beautiful night to remember, sleeping in my arms, body to body, my cock all the time against his buttocks. When we woke up in the late morning, we started all over again and this time I asked him to penetrate me. After the sex we both took a bath and he left, cause he had to work in the afternoon. I had another free day that monday, which kept me reliving the past 12 hours over and over again. Although we had our phone numbers, we didn't take contact anymore. Until the night I crossed a park in Brussels, walking to my car when I just had visited an old friend. At the entrance of the park I recognized him immediately and we hugged each other, starting a conversation. He didn't doubt going with me and we drove home to spend another of the 1001 nights. 999 to come ...
 
I was at Singapore for leisure and stayed at this luxury apartment with a gym at the 60th floor with an amazing view of the Orchard road.

I went to workout at the gym and noticed a chiseled Arab guy working out. Like me he was wearing a tank top and tight shorts as it was quite hot that day. He was handsome. Had a stubble, a nice smile, dark hair and a strong nose. It was only us at the gym, we both worked up a sweat.

I could see that he was packing and couldn’t stop staring .. each pull up, each curl my eyes were glued to his cock under those shorts … I deliberately picked up weights that were near him so I could get a closer look as he started doing sit ups.

At some point he noticed me looking. I got nervous so I quickly looked away. I’m a bit shy and I didn’t want to get into trouble given it’s Singapore. But I decided to be cheeky and did some squats with my ass pointing towards his sight and me facing the mirror. I wanted to test and see if there was any interest there … I could see a few small turns and glances but at this point I couldn’t be sure. Eventually he made his way towards me to go to the machines near me .. and he almost brushed against me purposefully. Not touching, but close enough I could get a whiff of him and him of me. I got an erection from his smell. It was that hot intense post workout gym sweat mixed with men aftershave smell (Not BO). At this point I was so horny.

He finished his workout and started to walk towards the exit of the gym. I glanced toward him, staring and disappointed that I wasn’t going to live my fantasy …

However to my surprise he turned around looked at me and smiled. Before leaving he said “Hello!” to me and asked if I had a good workout. I smiled, said “Yeah it was pretty hot here” lifting up my shirt slightly, suggestively. He reached out his hand and introduced himself, said he was Egyptian … I shook his hand, introduced myself, but did not let go. Instead I took my index finger and rubbed/wiggled it on his palm and winked …

There was so much sexual tension at this point between us that things … exploded. We both kissed each other and started groping each other like sex starved men. Realising there was cctv, he stopped and said “Wait. We can’t here. Is your place free?”. I said no, as I’m staying with friends on this trip. I held his hand tight with our fingers interlocking. I was not about to make him leave. We left the gym together and eventually made our way to the only semi private place we could find nearby .. a fire exit (It had see through window doors so it was a very risky spot). We made our way inside …

He grabbed my butt, locked his lips to mine and we started kissing intensely. I quickly kneeled down and made my way to his cock and pulled down his shorts, still has sweat patches from his workout … Finally out comes a massive throbbing cock. Long. Thick. Girthy. It tasted delicious. Smelt incredible. And it was perfect, I was gagging as I shoved that huge cock in my mouth. Deep. I made my way to his balls. Those big round balls. Still sweaty and smells amazing. He was moaning so much as my lips made my way around his cock. He picked me up aggressively, carrying me. He kissed me, rubbed that thick hard cock against my hole briefly while slamming me on the concrete wall. He realised he needed to lubricate me so he turned me around aggressively, got down on his knees and spread my tight ass. He sniffed it passionately, rubbed his stubble on it and rimmed me vigorously, licking, sucking, kissing and fucking my hole with his tongue making sure it’s wet and ready ..

Unfortunately this is where the story ends. As he was about to fuck me A person walked past the fire exit doors. We quickly put our shorts back on and he whispered “Let’s continue this later, it’s too dangerous here”. I held his hand one more time and we kissed each other goodbye …

I wouldn’t see him again until I bump into him shopping … with his wife . He smiled at me and winked … but that’s a story for another day.
That’s hot
 
i only have had sex with arabs, in the western world, not in the arab world and i would never dare it either. but all my escapades with arabas have been the same, they pretend i am their woman and they fuck me or i suck their cock, but never have i fucked one up the ass.
 
i only have had sex with arabs, in the western world, not in the arab world and i would never dare it either. but all my escapades with arabas have been the same, they pretend i am their woman and they fuck me or i suck their cock, but never have i fucked one up the ass.
and how does this make you feel ?
 
and how does this make you feel ?
I have no special feelings about it, I don't mind if they like to pretend I am their wife, as long as I get to swallow their load of warm lovejuice.
 
I met this late 30 something guy from Dubai when I was in my early 20s. He looked completely average, not buffed nor jacked but he was super macho and arrogant. We met in a bar where he liked to do shisha and blow it to my face (yuck). I was about to leave the date early but somehow his cocky attitude intrigued me and we finally hooked up.
Oh it was definitely something I won’t never forget… His cock was just huge that I could only handle half of it in my ass. Even though he was kinda a jerk to me before, he was actually very nice and caring in bed. So I had like a whole night of serving him: blowing him off, letting him fucked my brain out then repeat with different positions.
I only had that one encounter with Arab man but they are just goddamn hot to me. I have some straight French Arab friends and they love to tease me too. So I guess Arab men are cocky, self aware in general.