When I woke up just after eleven, Gran's arm still surrounded me. The lights were still burning. Gran had a contented look as I slipped out of her bed. I wanted to see if Mum had replied and how she'd responded. It was an anxious moment when I opened my phone. There were two messages from Mum. The first video said, "Darling, I gave this my best shot. I hope it makes your magnificent cock so hard. All my love, Babs xxx.”   

What a video. Every movement was slow and seductive. Mum must have set her phone on a dressing table with the lens pointed to her bed. Mum spread her legs wide as she used one hand to open her cunt flaps. Her vast, hooded clit popped out. It was similar in size to Gran's. She brought her right hand to her dripping pussy with her fingers and thumb in a cone shape. She fisted herself as she fingered her clit, "Darling, I know Thursday afternoons you are free. I've booked a flight, so I'll arrive home at two in the afternoon. I want to spend the day with you in bed. I hope you like the video. There's no problem. I'll dress for you any way you want me to. I'll be buying lots of nice things now. I'm starting from scratch as I hadn't anyone to do it for. Now I've got you—the world's my oyster. I love you, Barry. There's another message in which I'll tell you how to handle Gran. I'm so looking forward to Thursday."   

Mum looked so sexy in the video. Mum and Gran were two very sexy women. I opened her following message, eager to learn how to handle Gran. Mum had attached two gorgeous clit pics. It looked so suckable as I looked at the pictures. I knew I was going to eat Mum on Thursday.   

Mum's message read, "Darling, go for it with Mum. She's wanting fucked, it's that simple. Tomorrow is Monday. If you haven't had her yet, go for her now. So by Thursday, she won't be so desperate for it. I want only you on Thursday. When I know you've had her, I'll speak with her. I'm the breadwinner in the family. Mum knows this. If she's getting a taste of your cock she'll be happy. Maybe over the weekend, we'll have a threesome with her. Darling, Thursday will be a big day for me. Let me know how you get on. All my love, Babs xxx.”   

I was happy with what Mum had written. A threesome at the weekend would be good for me. Mum knew Gran better than I did. Gran had a wonderful life. She had no financial worries. Mum paid for everything. Gran had a credit card for anything she wanted. Mum picked her tab up every month. Her car was changed every two years. Gran now has a taste of my cock, and she loves it.   

I replied to Mum, "Babs, my darling, thank you for your messages. I loved the video and the clit pics. You're a very sexy woman. I'm looking forward to Thursday as well. It's done with Gran. She needed it. I don't know how many times she came. It was a lot. I took her into the lounge. Gran was desperate for it. She loves my cock. Gran told me she's never cum as hard in her life before. If she has me regularly, that's all she needs. I've got a date on Wednesday night, but I'll still do Gran and do it again on Thursday morning. Babs, I love your messages. All my love, Barry xxx."   

The following day, Gran woke at seven. She was hungry for more. Over breakfast, I was sure she'd go back to bed. Gran has an insatiable sexual appetite. I felt she realised that having it three or four times a day was now a bit much for her. I felt that if she got it when she needed it, that would be all she needed.   

During my morning break, I was happy and surprised to receive a message from Mona. I'd thought a lot about her since Saturday night. Her message was long and enlightening. It gave me a helpful insight into what Muslim girls could do to have some sex life before marriage. Reading between the lines, I soon felt that Mona's Mum was the one who advised and allowed her daughter to have a sex life before marriage.    

Mona's message, "Hi Barry, I hope you had a great weekend. I was so happy we met on Saturday night. I'm so looking forward to Wednesday now. On Sunday, I spent a lot of time with my mum. I told her you were a gentleman. Dad hasn't lived with us for over five years. He's a wealthy Iranian businessman. Dad has a large shipping company. He owns many ships and planes. Recently, he divorced his first wife. Mum's his second. Mum's from a brilliant Iranian family. When they married, she was a prize wife. She had the looks and intelligence and came from a prominent position in Iranian society. The Mullahs have a lot of money. The cream of Iranian society also has a lot of money, but they don't live in Iran."   

"On Wednesday, I'd love to go out for a meal with you. First, Mum would like to meet with you. This is so important for me, as if Mum thinks you're of excellent character. It could make a big difference for both of us. To help you understand, if she likes you, we'll have access to a lounge, bathroom and bedroom. We will not be disturbed there. There are two conditions, one, you can't penetrate my pussy. Second, you can't stay overnight. Don't worry, you won't be frustrated with me. Mum has coached me on ways to make you cum. I'll let you know a secret when I suck cock; I cum a lot."   

"On Wednesday, could you be at my house at six-thirty? You know, the front entrance to the house drives past it. At the first turning on the left, turn left. A hundred meters on the left, you'll find another broad lane. It's broad as it took horses and carriages. Call me when you turn into the lane, as I'll open the rear entrance to the courtyard. This is where we must be discreet. Only Mum will know we're going out on a date. Another thing: Mum thinks Dad's negotiating an arranged marriage for me. I must go through with this. Mum will make sure that I'll be financially secure. Barry, all I ask is you're open and honest with Mum. On Wednesday, Mum will wear a hijab and burka. She won't wear a face covering. This is to make you appreciate and respect a Muslim woman. Wednesday night will be an exciting night for both of us. Please let me know if you are agreeable to this. I'm thinking of you. Mona xx."   

I read the message three times. I understood everything. I felt sorry Mona had this so-controlled life to live. I wondered if she got married. Would I ever see her again? I replied, "Dear Mona, thank you for your message. I understand all the conditions. I will abide by them all. I look forward to meeting your Mum on Wednesday. Barry xx."   

I was now thinking that Wednesday night would be an adventure. At my lunch break, I met George. I told him about Mona's message. He smiled and said, "Muslims don't care about their women. In the lower levels of their society, it is a living nightmare. At the top end of their society, the women are in a stronger position. Those with brains negotiate. I had the same with Zara. Her Mum interviewed me as well. Be open and honest, and everything will be good. You'll get great sex but don't go near the pussy. That's a big no-no. Don't be surprised if Mona's Mum comes on heavy for you. She probably hasn't been fucked for years. She's probably desperate for a cock. If Zara got married, I'd be in her Mum's bed quickly."   

I left George, and I thanked him for his logical thinking. It was making me wonder if the entire world revolved around sex. I wasn't complaining; I had Sally and Gran. I will have Mum on Thursday. I was also looking forward to seeing Mona on Wednesday.   

Monday evening, Gran was dressed suggestively. We had sex and an early night. Mum messaged to say she'd found a lovely lingerie boutique. She'd bought some nice lingerie which she'd wear for me. Mum asked who my date was on Wednesday night. I told her it was a friend of a girl George was seeing. I told her I'd be hers on Thursday. I also told her I would tell Gran I wanted to spend time with Mum on Thursday morning. Mum messaged back, saying that was a good idea.   

Tuesday night, Gran was back in a micro-miniskirt. She was hot. She was still good on Wednesday morning but not as active as usual. After school, I came straight home. I showered and prepared myself for my first date with Mona. Just before six-thirty, I found the lane Mona had been talking about. The electric gates were opening for me. I drove through them. The buildings and space that the property had surprised me. The main house building looked so impressive from the rear. The architectural detail was fantastic. I saw Mona waving from a doorway. I drove towards her. She looked stunning in a blouse, jacket, and skirt two inches above her knees.   

We tongue kissed. I felt her squeeze her massive tits against my chest. She led me into the house. The first thing that hit me was the antiques that were there. We walked through an old kitchen, which was over a hundred years old. It was huge, with old stoves and ovens. It was the old kitchen of the main house. It wasn't used now and hadn't been used for a long time. The old kitchen was intact.   

Mona led me into a gorgeous lounge. Everything was antique. Mona's Mum was sitting on the couch. She stood up, offered me her hand, and said, "Good evening, Barry; I'm Ava Ahmad. I am very pleased to meet you. Please take a seat."   

Ava was a tall, voluptuous woman. She wore a silk hijab with a multi-coloured pattern, concealing her entire body except her face. I said, "Thank you, Mrs Ahmad. I'm so pleased to meet you, too. What a beautiful house you live in! I loved walking through the old kitchen. It was like taking a walk through time."   

"Thank you, Barry; it's too big for two people to live in. My husband bought it when Mona was a baby. My husband is in the shipping business. A shipping merchant in this city built this house many generations ago. The last remaining member of the family did business with my husband. When he died, my husband made a deal to buy the property. I've kept it in its condition for over twenty years. We are a Muslim family. I've dressed for our meeting this evening in a hijab and burka. There's no law that Mona can't date a non-Muslim, but it's frowned upon. It is also not good if she dates Muslim men, as tongues can wag. It's difficult for Muslim girls as there are so many constraints on them. Barry, please call me Ava. Mona, could you bring me a glass of wine? Barry, would you like a glass with me?"   

"Ava, if I'm driving, I never drink alcohol, but thank you for the offer."   

"Mona and I shouldn't be drinking, but we do. Mona, please bring me a glass of wine. Please give me a few minutes alone with Barry, and then you can go out for your meal.   

Mona got the wine and left the room. Ava took a sip of wine. Her burka was loose-fitting, and Ava was a busty plus, "Barry, please excuse me, but I'll keep this short and to the point. If my language is a little colourful, then that's the way it is. We are Persian Muslims; Persian ladies are trained to give men pleasure. There's one promise that I'd like you to make to me. I want you to promise me you won't impregnate Mona's pussy with either your fingers or your cock. Mona has not broken her hymen. We want it to be broken on the night of her marriage. Will you promise me now that you'll go nowhere near her pussy?"   

"Ava, I promise you with my word of honour, I will never impregnate Mona's pussy. My word is my bond."   

Ava smiled, "Barry, I believe I can trust you. This is part of Mona's growing up. I'm sure you'll have a lot of fun with her. I'd better warn you that her father is now negotiating with Mona to go into an arranged marriage. This could happen any time, though Mona has a legal agreement to work a month's notice."   

"Barry, Mona will give you a zapper for the gates in the lane entrance. Please use this entrance when you visit; we're not overlooked there. Mona has a pleasant apartment. You won't be disturbed when you're there. If you have questions, please ask them. You can approach me anytime."   

"Ava, thank you. I can assure you that you won't have any problems with me. I'll only use the lane entrance. I appreciate you taking the time to speak with me."   

Ava smiled, "I believe if your grades are correct, Sotheby will accept you for training. That sounds fantastic. I've got so many antiques here that I know nothing about. I've always thought that this is their home and mine. I'm not interested in selling any of them. I've enjoyed chatting with you. I'll get Mona so you can get out for your meal."   

When Ava shook my hand, she was pushing her big tits out for me. I was happy, knowing I'd be playing with her daughters before the night was through.   

Mona and I had an excellent meal in a French restaurant. Mona had a couple of glasses of wine, which relaxed her. We got back to the Mansion. God knows how many rooms it had; it was a lot.   

When we returned to Mona's apartment, she was open, "Barry, we'll be more comfortable in the bedroom. You'll find we'll use a lot of Coconut Oil as lube. I've left a load of towels there, so let's go there so I can make you happy."   

Mona's body was gorgeous. Massive tits, slim waist and excellent hips. Her vulva was neatly trimmed with an inch-broad landing strip. This made her long sex slit look incredibly long.   

It was so strange not being able to play with a pussy when I was kissing her. Mona was now fondling my cock with experienced hands. It felt so good, "Mona, am I allowed to give your pussy oral? I'll only use my tongue."   

"Barry, maybe one day, but not this now. You have a magnificent cock. It's so thick and long. I'm now going to lube a butt plug. I'll slip it up my ass. Let me give you a blow job; then I'll lube your gorgeous cock as I want you to ass fuck me. If you feel me twitching a lot as I suck, you don't worry as I cum a lot when I suck cock."   

Mona had a magic mouth. It didn't take long before she was deep-throating me. I had Sally and Gran deep-throat m. They were both good, but Mona was making my cock tingle, "Mona, you can suck cock. This feels amazing;g I'm getting so close."   

She didn't say a word. Her head kept bobbing. I wanted to feel her pussy, but couldn't. With having no access to her pussy, I'd lost the best indicator of how hot she was. Mona was hot. Since she'd started, she had twitched twice. After she had twitched, she sucked harder.   

A couple of minutes later, she had me, "Mona, I'm cumming, please don't stop. This is incredible."   

My first two spurts went straight down her throat. I was thinking she'd now hold the rest in her mouth so we could cum kiss. She sucked every drop out of me. Mona came off me and started licking my cock clean. "Mona, you should have held some of my cum in your mouth as I'd loved to cum kiss with you. That was incredible. You suck so good."   

"Darling, I loved doing it for you. I'm a suck-and-swallow girl, but next time, we'll share. I have never shared before. I think you'll find most Muslim girls are suck and swallow. I love sucking cock with a butt plug-in. I came twice as I was sucking you. I've sucked a few cocks in my time; yours is easily the biggest. Let me lube your cock now. There are two ways we can do this. One, I stand up and bend over the bed, and you ass fuck me. That's my preferred way if you go gently, to begin with. Second, I'll go on top of you in the reverse cowgirl position. That way, I can control how much I take of you at a time?"   

"Mona, stand at the bottom of the bed and spread your legs. Bend over the bed. I'll take you from behind. I'll go gently at first. If you have any discomfort, let me know at once. I love your body. It is so beautiful."   

Mona lubed my cock when she pulled her butt plug out before she went to the bottom of the bed and spread her legs. I went behind her. I positioned the bulbous head of my cock in the middle of her tight asshole....