Turning Contest

Turning Contest: A Muslim

Summary:A 42-year-old straight virgin is seduced and dominated.

All characters in sexual situations are 18 years of age and older.

Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea suggestion.

Thanks to OhDave1 and Shuj for proofreading.

THE TURNING CONTEST is a week-long competition between five MILF best friends over who can turn more straight teens, college girls and women.

The prize: The winner gets a weekend with the other four women's 18-year-old daughters.

Although each story definitely stands on its own, this is the twenty-sixth seduction scene. Here is a quick refresher of what has happened so far.

1. Turning Contest:A Beautiful Blonde,in which seductressVERONICA STONEseduces a teen in her clothing store.

2. Turning Contest:A Cute Maid, in which reluctant seductress (she is more a submissive) and rich wifeCAROL WHITEseduces and dominates her temporary maid.

3. Turning Contest:A Delicious Model,in which seductress and casting agentPORTIA JAMESseduces a cute 19-year-old model who is auditioning for a part in the new Matt Damon movie.

4. Turning Contest:A Desperate Asian,in which black professorCRYSTAL WATSONseduces a shy Japanese student in her office.

5. Turning Contest:A Dominated Thief,in which store ownerVERONICA STONEmolests an 18-year-old who tried to steal from her store.

6. Turning Contest:A Drunk Bday Girl,in which married seductressJASMINE JONESmolests, seduces and fucks a 21-year-old birthday girl at a club.

7. Turning Contest:A Drunk Bride 2 Be,in whichJASMINE JONEScontinues her night at the club by seducing a friend of the birthday girl as well as a bride-to-be at her bachelorette party.

8. Turning Contest:A Edible Waitress,in whichCRYSTAL WATSONseduces a cute, big breasted, 18-year-old waitress at an open-all-night diner.

9. Turning Contest:A Fashionable Cutie,in whichPORTIA JAMESseduces a cute Victoria's Secret saleswoman in a change room.

10. Turning Contest:A Fateful Birthday, in whichCAROL WHITEseduces a chubby girl at the beach and doubles down on a peeping Belle.

11. Turning Contest:A Former Student, in whichCRYSTAL WATSONbumps into a former student, goes back to her place and seduces her slyly.

12. Turning Contest:A Friend in Need,in whichPORTIA JAMESseduces, somewhat by accident, her good friend who just caught her husband sucking cock in her kitchen.

13. Turning Contest:A Friend of Amy's,in whichVERONICA STONEgets her third turn with a surprisingly quirky nerd with the assistance of her first seduction (turn 1: A Beautiful Blonde).

14. Turning Contest:A Girl Guide's Sis,in whichJASMINE JONESseduces an 18-year-old selling cookies for her younger sister and who just happens to be her own daughter's cross-town rival.

15. Turning Contest:A Hit & Lick, in whichCRYSTAL WATSONis hit from behind at a red light by a teen girl and uses the opportunity to get not one, but two turns seducing the nerdish driver and her Muslim friend.

16. Turning Contest:A Kinky Cuckquean, in whichVERONICA STONEcatches two teens having sex in one of her dressing rooms and uses it to blackmail them into submitting sexually to her.

17. Turning Contest:A Kismet Encounter, in whichCRYSTAL WATSONbumps into her daughter's grade three teacher in line at a coffee shop and brings her home for a sweet seduction.

18. Turning Contest:A Lick for a Raise, in whichVERONICA STONEturns a good employee who may be trying to blackmail her, into a pussy licking and strap-on taking pet.

19. Turning Contest:A Lick Shop,in whichPORTIA JAMESseduces and turns a mother and daughter individually at a fancy dress shop.

20. Turning Contest:A Lift,in whichPORTIA JAMESpicks up and turns an elderly woman stranded on the side of the road.

21. Turning Contest:A Maître D,in whichPORTIA JAMEScontinues her hot streak seducing a young southern belle at a five-star restaurant.

22. Turning Contest:A Makeover,in whichCRYSTAL WATSONwith her daughter's help seduces a shy nerd using vegetables as an appetizer.

23. Turning Contest:A Mommy Fantasy,in whichCAROL WHITEmeets up with a young stranger to role-play a wicked Mommy lesbian fantasy.

24.Turning Contest:A Mormon Visit,in whichVERONICA STONEgets a visit from a pair of Mormon girls who she challenges about their faith and seduces both of them.

25.Turning Contest:A Mother-In-Law,in whichJASMINE JONESgets a call from her upset mother-in-law. One thing leads to another and she fucks her 65-year-old mother-in-law and invites her daughter over to join in a family threesome.

26.Turning Contest:A Movie Theatre,in whichCAROL WHITEmeets up with an earlier turn in the day, Tabitha, where she services the birthday girl again and seduces the teen's best friend for a wild threesome.

TURNING CONTEST: A MUSLIM

Helping her mother-in-law discover the joys of lesbian sex and revealing her family's twisted lesbian family history was well worth it and opened so many doors for them in the future. That said, it had slowed down Jasmine's opportunities for multiple turns tonight at this wedding. Usually, she would go to the ceremony to scope out potential targets. Alas, the day didn't work out that way.

Also, she liked to be there for the dinner and reception to get some background information and early recon that could help with turn choices.

Alas, she was arriving closer to ten and had almost no intel on the various possible turns that may exist. That said, Jasmine was always up for the challenge... her straight sixth sense is almost always able to find an unknowing turn.

As she sipped on her wine, she perused the place. There were a lot of attractive women of all ages here. So many potential targets she was annoyed she hadn't gone to the afternoon ceremony to at least get some early research done. At weddings, she was like a detective trying to find enough clues to establish a strong case that the woman she was targeting was straight and a possible turn.

She saw Tiffany, who clearly didn't like her, dancing with a handsome groomsman.

She saw the mother of the bride or groom, based on her attire, chatting with the DJ.

She saw a chubby older woman alone at a table.

She saw a pregnant woman with her hand on her back as she chatted with the bride Carrie who did indeed look beautiful in her white dress.

She saw a Muslim woman in a hijab also chatting with the bride and instantly realized she had never fucked a Muslim woman.

She saw Zelda at a table seemingly in a somewhat heated conversation with her assumed husband.

She saw a couple other possible targets but decided to focus on the pregnant woman, the mother of the bride and groom, both Tiffani and Zelda and she was really intrigued by the challenge of attempting to turn a Muslim woman.

Jasmine watched for another few minutes and a couple more songs before Tiffany stormed over to her. "What are you doing here?"

"Carrie invited me," Jasmine smiled warmly, thinking she would be a perfect turn.

"Just go."

"Why?"

"Because after you tricked her into doing such inappropriate things she ended up being used by five more women before I pulled her out of there," Tiffany explained.

"Well, that is what I call a good bachelorette party," Jasmine said, not at all fazed by the fiery hate coming from this pretty girl.

"She almost cancelled her wedding," Tiffany said exasperated.

"Well, obviously she didn't."

"She was absolutely humiliated," Tiffany said, shocked that this woman would show her face here.

"Did she please you?" Jasmine asked.

"What? God, no, I'm straight," Tiffany snapped.

"You just seem somewhat sexually frustrated," Jasmine countered, always one able to take the brunt of an angry woman, or spouse. Being in marketing, she always had to keep her cool even when things were not going well.

"Fuck you," Tiffany said, in a seething whisper.

"I have a hotel room on the top floor if you want me to fuck you," Jasmine wickedly countered. "It will change your life."

"Jesus," she said and stormed off to Carrie.

Jasmine watched her walk directly over to the bride. Tiffany pulled her best friend away to speak to her privately. While she was wondering if this could be problematic, she made her first turn target. She walked over to the large pretty Muslim woman who had just gone to the bar.

"Hello, I'm Jasmine."

"Hello, I'm Yanika."

Jasmine extended her hand and they shook hands. "Are you with the bride or the groom?"

"I know both, but I'm actually Carrie's boss."

"Oh, I see, what business do you work for?"

"I own Arabeque Design," Yanika said.

"No way," Jasmine said, this possible seduction having higher risk and reward suddenly. "Talk about serendipity."

"How so?"

"I work for Jones and Johnson," Jasmine said. "I'm actually the Jones of Jones and Johnson. We have a meeting with you for your new marketing campaign on Wednesday."

"Well, that is quite the coincidence," Yanika said, as she was looking to expand nationally and was meeting with a few different marketing companies this upcoming week.

"It is a small world," Jasmine agreed.

"I am looking forward to your presentation," Yanika said. "Your original proposal was quite comprehensive."

"I'm a stickler to detail," Jasmine said, as she ordered another glass of wine.

"It was the most detailed proposal of all the ones we received."

"Thank you," Jasmine smiled. "We strive to be the best."

"And I only want the best," Yanika said.

"Is this one of your designs?" Jasmine asked, looking at her unique patterned attire.

"It is."

"It is absolutely lovely," Jasmine said, admiring the vibrant colour and noticing she was actually wearing pantyhose with it.

"Thank you," she said.

"I don't want to intrude and if you are not interested I understand completely," Jasmine said, but requested, "Would you like to come to my hotel penthouse and chat in privacy?"

"The penthouse?" Yanika said, slightly impressed.

"Yes, I only believe in the best," Jasmine said, having booked the room yesterday after getting invited to the wedding. She hoped to use it for multiple turns, but even if she got one it would be worth it. Plus, she could write it off as part of her job, just one more perk of owning her own business.

"We have that in common," the large busted Muslim said.

"Well, if you would like to chat I'm in room 1901."

"I could use a little quiet time," Yanika said, this atrocious American music giving her a headache.

"Not enjoying this American classic?" Jasmine asked as YMCA blasted from the speakers.

"It all sounds the same to me."

"Come on," Jasmine said, leading her out of the large fancy banquet room and to the elevator.

"Okay."

Five minutes later they were in the large suite... one of two on the floor.

"This is very extravagant," Yanika said, admiring the beautiful artwork that adorned the walls and the exquisite chandelier that hung from the roof.

"Yes, I can't complain," Jasmine said, quite happy to get out of her heels. "Feel free to take your shoes off. My feet are killing me."

"Yea, I'm not used to standing around this much in heels," Yanika said, as she slipped out of her four-inch heels.

"Clearly a man-made invention," Jasmine joked.

"As are pantyhose," Yanika said.

"Yeah, that's why I only wear thigh highs," Jasmine said, planting a seed, lifting up her dress just enough to show off her nylon-clad lace tops.

"I have never worn those," Yanika said. "Actually, I never wore pantyhose until the past few years."

"I'm guessing nylons are not too practical from your original home," Jasmine said.

"I'm not sure I can even purchase them at a store in Qatar," she said as she walked to the couch holding her drink.

"I actually order all mine online from Europe," Jasmine said, as she saw a strange possible opening.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes," Jasmine explained, as she moved her left nylon-clad foot and leg and placed it on the sofa right beside her possible prey. "This may be unorthodox, but since we are both women who like elegant items, I thought you may want to feel this pure sheer silk."

"Why not?" Yanika replied, with a shrug. She moved her hand to the woman's leg and caressed the stocking. "Oh my, these feel way silkier and smoother than any I have purchased."

"They are from a company called Wolfords."

"They are absolutely exquisite," she said, a little mesmerized by the absolute softness of the stockings. She liked the best things and the fact she didn't have the best nylons actually annoyed her.

"I know," Jasmine said, "it's the only brand I wear."

"I will be having a chat with my assistant," Yanika said, her tone not even hiding her annoyance.

"I have to go to the ladies' room," Jasmine said, a wicked idea popping into her head and one that would enhance or end the seduction rather quickly. "If you want, feel free to grab my extra pair from my travel bag. I never leave home without a back-up pair."

"Really?" Yanika asked.

"Actually, I insist," Jasmine said. "Grab them and try them on. Sorry, but I really got to go to the washroom."

She left Yanika alone and went to the washroom. She actually did have to pee. She also knew that when the pretty woman went to grab the package of nylons she would also discover her strap-on harness and hoped that would open the large woman up to some fun.

Yanika got up and moved to the Louis Vuitton designer bag, respecting this woman's game, opened it and gasped. Curious, she grabbed the dick and pulled it out. "Oh my," she said, as she looked at the real authentic-looking white dick. Her entire life had only been men of her faith and she couldn't remember the last time she had sex. She did know it was over a year at the very least.

Jasmine peed as quickly as she could. She wanted to get back there and see the woman's reaction or if she even mentioned it.

Yanika wondered why this woman had such a contraption in her bag. While still holding it she found the brand-new package of Wolford's stockings. Like the ones Jasmine was wearing, they were hold-ups, at least that was what the package said. She also couldn't help but feel a tingle in her vagina. As crazy as it may seem she was technically a 42-year-old virgin. Yes, she had sucked some Muslim dick and also been sodomized many times, but she had never allowed a man or herself to touch her vagina. She knew it sounded absurd to most Americans to stay a virgin until marriage, but she had.

She was looking at the sizing, worried they may not fit when Jasmine walked out and gasped, "Oh my, I'm so sorry. I forgot that was in there."

"Hey, that's your business," Yanika responded, startled and yet trying to act casual... realizing the penis was still in her hand.

"No, what a terrible first impression," Jasmine said, going into full actress mode. She, of course, had been an actress in high school before becoming a professional dancer.

"No, I'm serious," Yanika shrugged. "It's no big deal."

"Well," Jasmine joked while planting more seeds, "I do have much bigger ones at home."

"Oh my."

"Sorry, probably way too much information for a first business meeting," Jasmine said, taking the package of nylons and opening them. Yet, she allowed the woman to continue to hold the dick.

"Perhaps a little," Yanika said, putting the penis on the table. "I do have to ask," the Muslim woman queried out of curiosity, "why do you have it in your purse?"

"The truth is a little embarrassing," Jasmine said.

"Well, I think we passed that when I discovered it."

"I suppose so," Jasmine nodded. "Get out of those pantyhose and I'll tell you."

"All right," Yanika said, moving her hand under her dress and rather quickly and smoothly tugging down her hosiery she never planned to wear again.

"So, if I can be completely honest," Jasmine began.

"I expect nothing less," Yanika said, as she got the pantyhose off of her left foot.

"I like seducing women," Jasmine bluntly answered.

"Really?" Yanika asked as she got out of the other half of her pantyhose.

"Yes, some people play sports, some play board games, well, my hobby is seducing and turning straight women," Jasmine answered, deciding there would be no beating around the bush with this turn. Just throw it out there and see if it sticks. She had a few other very good possible turns downstairs and didn't want to waste her time if this was going nowhere. Plus, she didn't want to seriously hinder the possibility of not getting this deal later in the week. While chatting she rolled up the first stocking.