The guy from Iraq

The first time I got a taste for men from the middle east was when I was 18 years old. I had a job but was asked to help out to teach language for immigrants as an extra income in the evenings. The money was needed, I had my first appartment and didn´t get very well paid at my daily job and the teaching was extra money at my place. My first client was a guy from Iraq, a man about 30 years of age rang on my door. Very masculine with a moustache and big with a great smile. I invited him in, served coffee and we sat down in the sofa and started the teaching. After an hour he asked me if I had a girlfriend and I said I didn´t and I asked him the same and he said that when he was in Iraq he was not allowed to fuck since he wasn´t married but said that there where other ways to handle that and I asked if he had met anyone here? No, the girls here are difficult. I asked what he ment with the other ways in his home country and he grinned and winked with his eye and grabbed my thigh, unzipped his pants with the other hand and pulled out his cock from his underwear and forced my head down to suck his dick. Not very big but rock hard and he shot his load within a minute. A bit disappointed I pulled my head away and said that that was quick. He said that he was not done yet and pulled my pants down by force to my knees, forced me in my back in the sofa and bended over my legs and pushed his still hard cock into my ass. Not expected at all and fucked me hard for a couple of minutes until he grunted and shot a load inside me. I stood up and pulled up my pants and was on my way to the bathroom to clean up when he said, stop,I´m not done yet and asked me to take of my clothes. I was a bit chocked, he had com 2 times in 10 minutes. What kind of man was he? So I took of my clothes and stood there on the floor. He took of his and showed a nice hairy body. His dick was still rock hard and he bended me over and pushed his dick inside me again and fucked me hard for a while until he came inside me again. By that time I was a bit amazed that someone could cum so many times in such a short time. He asked if we could take a shower so we went in and his dick started to grow again and he fucked me from behind again and shot his load inside me. We finished off and put on our clothes, drank the rest of our coffee. He put on his jacket and was about to leave and with a grin he forced me down on my knees and unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick again that was still rock hard and forced my mouth on it. He fucked my mouth for a couple of minutes unti he shot his load again. Said thank you and se you next monday and left. I was a bit confused and I didn´t even got the time to get hard myself. What kind of sex a****l was this??? How is it possible to come so many times in such a short time? The monday after he came back and we fucked like rabbits in every position. This went on for weeks and months and I asked him about his record and he said that he went to a prostitute in Bagdad and that she begged him to stop after he had shot his load 12 times!! I think he was up in 8 loads in a row during the time we met. Sometimes he brought a friend or 2 over from his home country to fuck me or they sat in the sofa wanking when he was fucking me or he was watching when they had their turns with me. I was totally dead after these sessions but I got so horny everytime I opened the door so I shot in my underwear as soon as I saw him. One time I asked him to stay the night but his reply was no that is not a good idea at all because you will not sleep at all. This went on for about a year, every monday evening until he said that he was about to get married because his family had found a nice girl for him so he couldn´t come anymore. I got a bit sad about this but at the same time I was thinking "poor girl" we had our last round and he left looking rather sad and asked if it was okay that his friends could come over? I agreed on that and after that I had several "language lessons" with his country men. Never heard anything from him after that. I moved from town and the rest is history.