I’ve been skimming this site for a bit now but never actually read through some of the stories and now that I did, I wanted to submit something of my own.
I have had my secret fetish for Muslim men for quite a while now. Ever since I first laid eyes on them in my school years, I have been obsessed with them. Thinking about holy Muslim cum and the handsomeness of Arabs, Afghans, Pakistanis, Turks, all you can do is get an orgasmic sense of fulfillment.
I’ve now come to a point where I sometimes ask myself if this obsession in my mind has gone too far at times. Yet my body and feelings tell me that it is very natural to feel this way about such a unique and powerful group that exudes this natural specialness and supremacy almost.
My recent ideas have ventured into a wish to sort of collect and build a small temple of Islamic eroticism and encounters with their holy fluids and the perfections of the Islamic bodies.
While I certainly remember the encounters, how can you forget an encounter with a Muslim cock, I’m sad that there is little to remember them by besides my best try to absorb Muslim sperm through my colon once they spread their seeds.
I wish I could build a well-documented library of the Muslim seeds in vials that I receive, a collection to preserve the smell of the Muslim that seeded me, to record his powerful strong voice he had when voicing his pleasure or hatred of the inferior. A record of his Islamic body profile, his beautiful dark hair. A record of his holy DNA somehow. A short portrait of his Islamic life, his identity as a strong Muslim, a flag as a reminder of the identity within the Muslim world he carries. All collected and sealed to be forever worshiped.
Oh, how I wish that was possible. I must sound insane by now to a lot of you but I can’t resist this want for… preserving and keeping all of this Islamic essence that would otherwise be too short to last for all of you.
Do you think I’m going insane? Or do you also feel this desire?
Post written by: Islamfeti