The Hijab Hunter Kidnapped

The Hijab Hunter Kidnapped – A Steamy Erotic Sex Story

It was a night like any other night when I, the Hijab Hunter, went out to do some hunting. I always loved to hunt out the most alluring and exotic women, and this night was no different. I had my eyes set on finding a woman wearing a hijab, a veil known to most as a symbol of religious modesty.

I was walking around when I noticed a petite woman wearing a hijab, a veil that covered her entire face. She was stunning in her appearance, and I couldn’t help but approach her and make conversation. We talked for a few minutes and I found out her name was Jaliya. I could feel my heart racing as I stepped closer to her, and before I knew it, I was lost in her beauty.

It wasn’t long before I decided to take her home with me. She accepted my invitation and I couldn’t believe my luck. I took her back to my place and we began to make out passionately. We kissed and caressed each other, and I began to slowly undress her. Underneath her clothing, she was wearing a sexy black lingerie set that made me even more aroused.

I started exploring her body, kissing and licking her skin. She moaned in pleasure and the sound was music to my ears. I ran my hands all over her body and it felt like electricity was coursing through my veins. She was so hot and I wanted her more and more. We kept kissing and caressing each other and I could feel the passion between us growing.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps outside the door. I quickly jumped up and grabbed the scarf she was wearing, using it to tie her hands together. I had no idea what was going on, but it was clear that I needed to get out of there as quickly as possible. I grabbed Jaliya and threw her over my shoulder, running out of the apartment and into the night.

We ran for what felt like hours until I was sure that we had escaped whoever was chasing us. We finally stopped and I untied Jaliya. She looked at me with fear in her eyes, but I reassured her that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her. I stroked her hair gently and kissed her forehead, feeling the tension slowly leaving her body.

We decided to find a place to stay for the night, and I found a small motel on the side of the road. I paid for a room for us and we went inside. As soon as we were alone, I began to explore Jaliya’s body. I removed her hijab and kissed her neck, relishing in the feeling of her skin against mine. We removed the rest of her clothing, and I was in awe of her beauty.

I kissed her body everywhere, not wanting to leave a single spot untouched. She moaned in pleasure and I felt myself growing harder and harder. I wanted her more and more with every passing second, and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to wait much longer. I entered her with a passionate force, and she screamed out in pleasure. I continued to thrust deeper and deeper, feeling a wave of ecstasy with every movement.

We stayed in the motel for the next few days, and during that time, we explored each other’s bodies over and over again. I took her to new heights of pleasure and she responded in kind. We made love in different positions and explored each other in ways I had never imagined.

We eventually made our way back home and although I was sad to say goodbye to my new love Jaliya, I knew that I had a job to do. She was a wild and passionate woman, and I had been lucky enough to experience her beauty. I will never forget the time I had with her and the moment I kidnapped her in the night, for she will always remain in my heart as the Hijab Hunter’s most exotic prey.