Arab Cockhold

The Night Of Arab Cockhold

It was a hot summer night when my husband and I decided to take a walk through the streets of our small town in the Middle East. We had both heard about a certain underground establishment that promised to provide unique and exotic experiences, and so we decided to take a chance and have an adventure. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into.

The streets were quiet, only punctuated by the occasional car that buzzed past and the stars that dotted the night sky above. We made our way to a small unmarked door, tucked away in a nondescript alleyway. We knocked on the door and an older gentleman answered. He ushered us into the establishment which was decorated with Arabian tapestries and intricate carvings.

The man, who went by the name of Ali, informed us that we were in the presence of Arab Cockhold – an exclusive establishment where couples could explore their deepest fantasies and desires. Ali explained that all guests were to remain fully clothed at all times, but that we were welcome to explore anything else that we might desire.

The only rule was that no physical contact was allowed between guests, as it was considered disrespectful. We nodded in agreement and Ali showed us to our own private room. Inside was a bed, two chairs, and a few other pieces of furniture.

We both began to undress, my husband taking off his shirt to reveal his muscular chest and I unbuttoning my blouse to reveal my ample breasts. We both lay down on the bed and my husband starting kissing me passionately, his hands exploring my every curve.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing and caressing, we decided to take things one step further. My husband turned me over, so that I was lying on my stomach. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together, so that I was completely restrained. I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me and I knew that this was only the beginning of something even more pleasurable.

My husband then began to kiss and lick my neck, shoulders and back. His hands moved further down and I gasped as he touched my buttocks. I felt his fingers exploring my most intimate area, stimulating me and sending pleasurable sensations through my body.

He moved to my sides, teasing my nipples with his tongue, before finally ending up between my legs and delivering pleasure like I had never experienced before. He licked and teased my clit, sending shudders of pleasure through my body. I gasped and moaned as his mouth delivered wave after wave of pleasure.

He then moved to penetrate me with his fingers and I felt my body open up to him. He pushed in deep, stimulating my G spot and sending waves of pleasure through my body. I let out a loud moan and my husband increased his rhythm, pushing me to the brink and then pushing me over the edge. I was in bliss as my orgasm rocked my body, and I felt my husband follow soon after.

We lay there for a moment, panting and exhausted. We both knew that this had been a truly special experience and we were excited for what else Arab Cockhold had in store for us. We lay there for a few more moments before getting up, getting dressed and heading back out into the night.

Arab Cockhold had been something special, an experience that my husband and I will never forget. A night of pleasure, exploration, and discovery, that reminded us just how exciting and fulfilling our marriage can be.