The Punishment to my enemy:5

The Punishment to my enemy

Chapter 5

An unwanted affair

Ammījān and her son 2

The next morning was hectic as usual.

I helped my kids get ready for school, cooked and packed their Tiffin’s, and saw them off when the school bus arrived. By that time, Muħammad Ålī was also ready.

He hurriedly ate his breakfast, and went out.

Father-in-law didn’t join us for breakfast.

He came out of his room much later. His eyes were red.

What was he doing last night? Was he fucking Muħammad Ålī’s Ammījān with his Uncut Hindu Cock while thinking about me?

My face turned crimson at the thought.

I cursed myself.

Why was I thinking such evil thoughts?

I must be losing my mind.

Father-in-law ate his breakfast silently.

After that, he immediately retired to his room.

The housemaid arrived little late that day.

I gave her instructions and she began mopping the floor.

I casually talked with her.

I kept glancing in the direction of my father-in-law’s room.

The doors were shut.

The housemaid finished her work and left.

I locked the front door and went back to the kitchen.

About fifteen minutes later, I heard his door open.

Father-in-law came out of his room. He was in his tahmed with a towel hanging over his shoulder.

He crossed the open courtyard and walked toward the common bath.

I avoided looking at him directly, I watched him go into the bathroom from the corner of my eyes.

For a Moment, yesterday’s event became alive before my eyes.

I shrugged my head trying to fend off the thought.

In a short while, I heard the sound of water.

Father-in-law was taking his shower. He took his shower and then silently went back to his room.

Relaxed, I got myself busy with my daily chores.

After about fifteen minutes, I heard him calling my name,

“Suraiyah!”

“Yes?” I replied unwillingly.

“Can you come over here?”

“No. Tell me what you want.” I shouted in a loud irritated voice.

He didn’t reply, instead he came out of his room and walked directly into the kitchen,

“I want to talk to you.”

“I don’t.” I was suddenly angry.

“Don’t be angry; we can talk this out.”

“I told you that I don’t want to talk to you.” I retorted in anger, “Get out.”

His face turned red with anger.

He was about to burst, but he controlled himself,

“Listen… Suraiyah… don’t be angry.”

“Get out of here.” I shouted at the top of my voice, “I haven’t told Muħammad Ålī anything yet, but if you don’t leave now, I’ll tell him today.”

His face dropped a little.

He stared at me.

“Get out.” I yelled again, feeling more confident, “Get out.”

His expressions changed suddenly.

His eyes became bloodshot with rage,

“You bitch.” He fumed, “No one talk to me like this in my house.”

Taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor, I moved backward.

He lunged at me.

I tried to dodge him, but he was fast.

He grabbed my arm.

“What’re you doing? Let me go.” I cried, struggling to get free from his grip.

He easily lifted my petite Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body in his arms.

I tried to break his grip, unsuccessfully.

He took me to his room and dropped me on his bed.

“Now slut, what were you saying?” Tears of humiliation swelled in my eyes.

“What do you want?”

“To fuck you.” He gave me a lewd grin.

I was stunned that such crude words were coming from the mouth of my ‘father-in-law’.

“No, please let me go.” I tried to get off his bed; but he grabbed me again and pushed me back on his bed.

“I… I… will tell Muħammad Ålī.” As a final resort, I tried to threaten him hoping that it would work.

It made him even angrier,

“Listen you slut,” his voice suddenly filled with menacing tone, “Do you really think Muħammad Ålī can save you from me?”

I gave him a terrified look; nothing came out of my lips.

Father-in-law retorted,

“Don’t have any misgivings… I can kick you all out of my house… right now. What would he do then?”

A morbid fear began to grip me.

“Muħammad Ålī’s good for nothing, you know that; you know it very well.” Father-in-law chewed every word he spoke, “If I kick you out, do you think he’ll be able to look after you?”

Tears began to stream down my cheeks,

“Please let me go, I’m like your daughter.” I pleaded.

“I can’t have any daughter, you slut,” his eyes were burning with an unfathomable lust, “I don’t have X Chromosomes even. You don’t know how long I’ve been dreaming about you, from the day I first saw you naked.”

I stared at his lust filled face.

I didn’t know what he was talking about.

When did he see me nude?

I couldn’t recall.

“Listen… Suraiyah…” His voice was suddenly softer, “Just give me what I want. I’ll give you everything you need.”

“No, I can’t.” I sobbed, “Please let me go.” Deep in my heart, I was aware that he was probably correct.

My introvert and meek Musalmān husband was no match for Durgesh’s Hindu dominance.

With his delicate disposition, I doubted that he would be able to look after us if thrown out of his father’s house.

I dared not think what would happen if I had to move out of the house.

He sensed my resignation,

“What’s your decision?”

“What do you want?” I gave him a resigned look.

His lips spread in a leering smile,

“Still pretending… bitch.” He pushed me back on the bed.

He brought his hand between my legs.

I felt his Hindu hand groping between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs, roaming over my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

He fumbled to locate the cord of my salwar and when he found it, he undid it.

He then grabbed the cloth and pushed it off my thighs.

“No… please don’t.” I cried in shame.

I closed my eyes in utter shame.

Tears rolled out of eyes and disappeared into my hair.

He pulled the salwar off my leg and tossed it aside.

His hand was now moving over my naked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

I felt it groping at my knickers. Without waiting, he pulled them off too.

Durgesh then lifted the hem of my kurta and exposed my naked Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

My most intimate and private part was exposed so brazenly to the leering Hindu eyes of my Hindu ‘father-in-law’.

I opened my eyes for a fraction of second.

His bulging eyes were glued to my exposed Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

He was slowly wetting his lips with his tongue.

My face turned red with utmost shame and disgust.

I had never been so lecherously exposed even to my husband in my ten years of married life.

We fucked mostly with all the lights off.

Muħammad Ålī liked it that way and I never thought beyond that.

I couldn’t recollect many occasions when Muħammad Ålī had seen me completely naked.

I was lying on my father-in-law’s bed with my lower half completely bare, my father-in-law lustily gazing at my hairy Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

He had taken his Uncut Hindu Cock out of his tahmed and was stroking it with his left hand.

My heart was beating like a drum.

I crossed my legs in a vain attempt to hide my hairy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt from his lecherous Hindu gaze.

He watched this with an amazed look in his eyes.

His left hand still stroking his Uncut Hindu Cock , he undid his tahmed.

It fell on the floor.

He climbed on his bed and settled near my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

I closed my eyes again.

I felt his hand roaming over my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy slowly.

He forced my legs apart and spread them wide.

Then his fingers touched my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

He spread my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips.

My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body twitched when his index finger touched my inner labia.

“Come on… enjoy it, Suraiyah!”

I felt his hot breath over my cheeks as his Hindu lips touched my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips.

“I’m sure you’re not getting it for the first time.” He whispered in my ear and then laughed lecherously.

His fingers continued rummaging through my bushy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt,

“Oh… Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā … what a Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy !” He muttered to himself.

He withdrew his hand from my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt and positioned himself between my wide spread legs.

He took his Uncut Hindu Cock in his fist and began running the inflated head over my slit.

My mind began to revolt again.

This place was reserved only for my beloved Musalmān husband, and now it was being violated so wantonly by none other than his own Hindu ‘father’.

“No!” I tried to push him back.

He laughed like a maniac and grabbed me again, pinning me on the bed.

I continued struggling but soon realized that I was no match for his brutal Hindu strength.

With my arms pinned with his hands, he positioned himself between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

I felt his Uncut Hindu Cock head nudging between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips.

Durgesh leaned forward, brought my both hands together over my head and grabbed them with his right hand.

His left hand was now free.

His powerful Hindu legs pressed my struggling Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān legs relentlessly, stifling my resistance. With his free hand, he gripped his Uncut Hindu Cock , and placed the tip at the entrance of my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I felt my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips spread to accommodate the intruding Hindu organ.

He pushed forward.

His Uncut Hindu Cock entered mercilessly inside my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I felt a sharp twinge of pain between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs; and I cried loudly.

His Uncut Hindu Cock must be too much thicker than Muħammad Ålī’s tool. The pain caused my eyes to open.

I found his face just above mine, staring into my eyes.

When he found me looking in his eyes, he smiled lewdly and gave a massive thrust.

His mammoth Hindu hardness tore into me.

It felt like a burning Hindu rod entering between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

“No… please,” I wailed with pain, “please take it out… it’s hurting.”

Durgesh laughed triumphantly, happy for his prized win,

“Stop crying, it’s already in dear.”

I then realized that his Hindu tool was completely buried inside my hurting Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , his Hindu balls touching the back of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

He bent his head and kissed me.

Durgesh held still for some time enjoying the feel of his long thick Hindu tool resting inside my smarting Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

Then he withdrew his Uncut Hindu Cock until only the tip remained inside.

The pain eased a little.

Durgesh pushed again ramming his massive Hindu hardness deep into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

I yelled again.

“Aah… Suraiyah darling… what a tight Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.” He gave me a lecherous grin.

Durgesh began fucking me with long Hindu strokes.

Realizing that he would not listen to my cries; I resigned myself to my fate.

Durgesh didn’t relent and continued plundering my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy with hard Hindu strokes. With every passing second, his humping got wilder.

Durgesh fucked me harder and harder.

Slowly the pain began to ease off; my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt got adjusted to his savage Hindu thrusting.

His rough thrusting Uncut Hindu Cock tickled some unknown nerves and my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy began to lubricate.

I didn’t want to admit it, but my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body began to respond to his humping.

Durgesh was still plundering my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt mercilessly, but now his massive Uncut Hindu Cock was moving smoothly in my velvety Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān depth.

Durgesh had a kind of strange raw animal energy, which I had never felt before with Muħammad Ålī.

He was groaning and panting with effort.

His face and body were covered with perspiration.

Yet, he showed no sign of relenting.

Durgesh continued fucking my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy, with every stroke, his humping got more and more ferocious.

He fucked me non stop all the rest of the day and night continuously.

I felt it was my real golden night.

Muħammad Ålī was a child in sex as compared with Durgesh.

Finally, Durgesh cried loudly, and plunged his Uncut Hindu Cock all the way inside my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

I felt his Uncut Hindu Cock swell inside me, jerk violently and spurt his hot molten Hindu seed inside the soft folds of my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

It felt like a hot geyser opening inside me, inundating my soft enclave.

Completely spent, Durgesh slumped over me; his face pressed between my breasts which were still hidden beneath the kurta.

He was panting with the effort.

Surprisingly, I could also hear my own heavy breathing.

His Uncut Hindu Cock began to deflate inside me, but he made no attempt to take it out.

When he didn’t try to move away, I pushed him back.

Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock came out with a loud plop sound.

His thick Uncut Hindu Cock juice that was ’till now trapped inside, began to ooze out of my hairy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

Durgesh collapsed on me.

I got off his bed hurriedly.

He looked at me with half opened eyes; did nothing to stop me.

I picked up my salwar and knickers from the floor.

Before coming out of his room, I turned back and looked at him.

His eyes were open, and he wore a lazy look.

His lips were spread in a winning smile as he watched me go out.

I entered my bedroom and rushed to the bathroom.

Quickly, I undressed by removing my kurta and bra.

I started the shower and stood underneath, letting the shower’s cold water pour over my heated Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body.

I could feel Durgesh’s Hindu cum rinsing off my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs with the water.

I realized that my body was still trembling.

In a matter of minutes, my whole world had changed.

I had been raped by my husband’s Hindu ‘father’.

I didn’t know how I would face Muħammad Ålī tonight.

What would I tell him?

Could I tell him what his father did to me?

I sat on the bathroom floor, folded my leg close to my thighs and rested my head over my knees.

Tears began to streak down my eyes.

Water from the shower continued drenching my shivering Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body.

I knew that I could not tell Muħammad Ålī of what had happened with me.

I should have told him on the first occasion itself.

I cursed myself.

Now he wouldn’t take the news easily.

Although he loved me but he would not accept me for fucking his father.

No… I wouldn’t tell him.

I don’t know how long I stayed there.

Finally, I got up, and wiped my face clearing the tears from my eyes.

I washed my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, then opened the bathroom door and came out.

Father-in-law was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom.

His legs were wide open, and he was sporting another massive erection.

In my rush, I had forgotten to lock my room’s door.

“You shouldn’t have left,” Durgesh smiled lecherously, “I still need you.”

Frozen with shock, I stared at him incredulously.

“Look,” he pointed toward his hard on, “He’s still hungry.”

“No… Not again.” I mumbled, “Please get out.”

He didn’t listen to me; rose from his position and came near to me.

He grabbed my soaked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body in his arms and dragged me to my bed.

“No… No…” I resisted.

Durgesh pushed me on the bed.

“I’ll tell Muħammad Ålī.” I said meekly.

“No… won’t.” He began stroking his already rigid Uncut Hindu Cock , “You tell Muħammad Ålī… and I’ll throw you out.”

I looked at him like a terrified kitten. Father-in-law sat on the edge,

“You’ll like it Suraiyah darling… believe me…you’ll like it.” His voice was suddenly soft, “I’ll make you very happy.”

“No… I can’t do it… please.” I made a meek effort to stop him.

“No but…” He gently brushed his hand over my wet bush. “Muħammad Ålī will never know about it… I promise you.”

I didn’t know whether to believe him or not.

Father-in-law began rubbing my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

His Uncut Hindu Penis touched my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān clit, and he brushed it coarsely.

I squeezed my thighs.

Durgesh played with my wet hairy clit, slowly running his Uncut Hindu Penis up and down.

I didn’t want to admit it, but his rough Uncut Hindu Penis felt good over my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān love bud.

His antics slowly tickled some unknown nerves, and my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body began to respond to his Hindu touch.

I could feel a mild wave of pleasure radiating through my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān loins.

All of a sudden, my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips jerked involuntarily. “You like it Suraiyah…” Durgesh whispered his voice hoarse with Hindu lust, “I know you like it.”

I was sure that his poking Uncut Hindu Penis must have sensed the twitching in my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

My face turned red.

I closed my eyes with shame.

“Spread your legs, Suraiyah! Welcome my Uncut Hindu Penis, darling!” Durgesh said suddenly.

I opened my eyes and stared at him.

He put his hand over my thigh and pushed.

As if, my body accepted his command, my knees fell apart, allowing him full view of my wet Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy . Durgesh lustily gazed at my hairy slit while licking his lips.

He kept on playing with and teasing my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān clit with his strongest Uncut Hindu Penis.

With his free hand, he started stroking his bulging Uncut Hindu Cock.

His fingers massaged around my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips and clit; my body began to buck with pleasure.

The copious secretion from my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt began to ooze out, slowly seeping down to my puckered hole.

I wanted to stop him… wanted to move his hand off my clit.

I realized if he kept rubbing my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt like that, I would succumb to the pleasure and nothing would stop me from cumming.

I was slowly losing my self- control; my body responding more eagerly to his manipulations.

‘Get off you scum’ — I wanted to scream.

I opened my lips. All that came out was a loud whimper. “Ahhhhhhh…” I gave a long moan, my body became tense; my body reeled with a mind blowing orgasm.

I squeezed my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt around his Uncut Hindu Penis tightly and went into total spasm.

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt throbbed and throbbed around Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Penis , and it inundated his probing digit with a fresh release of my juice.

Durgesh groaned happily.

Immediately, he withdrew his Uncut Hindu Penis and moved to between my legs.

He positioned himself and grabbed his Uncut Hindu Cock again in his fist.

I was mesmerized by the purple-colored, bloated Uncut Hindu Cock -head which had a tiny drop of pre-cum at the tip.

Again, a silent battle ensued between my mind and body.

I wanted to push him off and run away from my room, but myMeccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body refused.

It stayed motionless… with fear or lust, I didn’t know.

His Uncut Hindu Cock nudged between my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips.

Durgesh slowly pushed his Uncut Hindu Cock into me.

“No…” I cried; but my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt readily accepted the intruding Hindu organ.

I felt a gentle twinge, a faint memory of our previous fuck, as his Uncut Hindu Cock moved inside my slippery canal.

His Uncut Hindu Cock was completely buried in me with one smooth push.

I moaned softly as his balls slapped against my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Durgesh smiled happily, looking at me with his lust filled eyes,

“You like it darling… you like it.” He began fucking me again with long Hindu strokes.

I lay beneath him silently, receiving his gigantic Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

Within a span of thirty minutes, I was getting fucked for the second time by my Hindu ‘father-in-law’, Durgesh.

My own response was completely different from the first time.

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was responding very eagerly.

It lapped his every Hindu stroke, sucking his Uncut Hindu Cock into its ravenous Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān depth.

“Suraiyah…” Durgesh spoke hoarsely.

“Yes…”I responded.

“You like my Uncut Hindu Cock inside your Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt… don’t you.”

“No… ahhh… ahhh…” My mind was reeling with pleasure, but I was not ready to accept it yet.

He was my rapist.

I didn’t do it willingly; he forced me to do it.

However, my own Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body refused to accept my logic– it reeled and bucked with pleasure.

Durgesh groaned.

Grabbing my legs, he lifted them high in the air, and began fucking me harder.

In and out, in and out… his massive Uncut Hindu Cock bore into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , making it beg for more.

With every stroke, he pushed deeper and deeper; his Hindu balls slapped noisily against my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

I didn’t realize when I started moaning.

Durgesh pumped harder and harder.

My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy clutched tightly around his Hindu shaft.

Durgesh was panting with the effort.

I thirstily waited for him to erupt inside me again.

48 hours later, he reached his climax.

Allah!

Måshā Allah!

Subħān Allah!

I could not believe.

Yet, it was true.

Durgesh rammed his Uncut Hindu Cock inside for the final time.

His spitting Uncut Hindu Cock pumped hot Hindu cum deep into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

It drove me over the edge.

I dug my fingers into the material of bed sheet to prevent me fainting with rapture.

He emptied his balls deep, then slowly got off me.

His Hindu cum began to ooze out of my freshly fucked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

I didn’t move, closed my eyes and enjoyed the blissful Moment.

When I opened my eyes, Durgesh was sitting on the edge of my bed.

His hands were on my naked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

He was gently stroking them.

He looked at me and smiled,

“Don’t say anything to Muħammad Ålī.” He was smiling, but the threat was very clear, “I’ll make you very happy.”

I gave him a delirious look, but didn’t speak.

He got up, gave a final pat to my naked thigh and went out of the room.

He didn’t even close the door behind him.

I watched him going, suddenly realizing that my bed was soaked because when he dragged me to bed, I was fresh out of the shower.

I didn’t feel any hurry.

I just lay there, feeling his hot Hindu cum oozing out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , dribbling down to my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass and then to the bed underneath.

I realized that I would never be able to tell the truth to Muħammad Ålī.

I had enjoyed my second fuck with my Hindu father-in-law, Durgesh.

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was sore when I went to my bedroom that night.

Muħammad Ålī arrived early that evening.

I served dinner to them– Muħammad Ålī, his father and the kids.

Father-in-law was very talkative.

He joked with the kids and discussed business with Muħammad Ålī.

He even advised him to bring some gift for me the next day.

During dinner, I avoided going out to the veranda and stayed mostly in the safety of my kitchen.

I was afraid to face my husband in front of his father.

I was worried that he would read on my face what had transpired between his Hindu ‘father’ and me during the day.

The kids were already asleep when I entered my bedroom.

Muħammad Ålī was awake–waiting for me.

I avoided eye contact, turned off the lights and silently slipped into the bed beside him.

I lay with my back toward him.

I felt his hand over me, and he pulled me into his arms.

“No… Not today… I’m tired.” I told him.

He didn’t seem to listen.

His hands began to explore my private parts, and he began to strip me.

I had no courage to stop him.

I lay there silently letting him remove my clothes.

Once I was completely naked, he began to strip.

Then I felt him between my legs.

His cut Cock tip nudged at my opening which was smarting due to morning fuck.

I wanted to ask him to stop, afraid that he would immediately come to know about my infidelity.

Muħammad Ålī tried to push his cut Cock into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

The tip forced against my sore inner lips.

I moaned.

He took it as a sign of acceptance, and he pushed harder.

It didn’t go inside.

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was completely dry.

Failing to insert his cut Cock into me, he withdrew it and replaced it with his tongue.

His tongue entered my aching Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, and he began tongue fucking me.

I lay still under him while his tongue moved in and out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

His efforts began to pay off Moments later.

I felt the sensation and my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy started lubricating.

Only then I realized why my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy was hurting so much after the morning fuck.

When Durgesh fucked me in the morning; I was afraid and was not ready for the fuck.

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was completely dry when he rammed his Uncut Hindu Cock in mercilessly, making it feel like a virgin Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

I began to relish Muħammad Ålī’s slow tongue fucking.

Soon, my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was dripping wet.

Muħammad Ålī withdrew his tongue and again planted the tip of his cut Cock at the dripping entrance of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

He pushed lightly.

His cut Cock moved easily into my slick Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy . He inched forward, slowly inserting the entire length of his cut Cock deep into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , his balls coming to rest against my ass.

He began fucking me with a slow rhythm.

I enjoyed his deep rhythmic fucking. My mind drifted to my father-in-law. I tried to compare the two men who had fucked me.

Muħammad Ålī was a delicate lover, gentle and caring.

Fucking Muħammad Ålī always gave me an impression of being handled with utmost care.

He never rushed, never tried to force it, and always fucked me in slow and deliberate manner.

My morning experience with his Hindu father was exactly the opposite.

Durgesh was like an animal in bed, wild and savage.

He fucked me so hard that my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was still aching.

He didn’t bother to work my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy for some lubrication.

I felt disgusted when he began fucking me but when he finished; my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, although hurting from his animal onslaught, was silently begging for more.

I had never been fucked like that before.

Again, I recalled the morning fuck.

My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy began to ooze aplenty.

I moaned lightly.

Muħammad Ålī groaned happily hearing my muffled moans while his cut Cock sliced into my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

He was panting with the effort.

I felt ashamed for thinking about Durgesh while my husband was making love to me.

I shrugged myself out of my reverie and began humping back at the pistoning cut Cock .

Muħammad Ålī found me responding. He increased his pumping.

He was fast approaching his climax. Finally, he grunted loudly, and lunged forward.

He buried his cut Cock deep into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and erupted inside me.

His cut Cock spurted again and again and flooded my womb with his love juice. Slowly, the jerking receded and then ceased altogether.

He gently pulled his soft cut Cock out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

Breathing heavily, he rolled off me and slumped on my side.

I slipped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

I pissed and washed my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt thoroughly, dried my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips and wet bush with a towel.

Then I put my clothes on.

When I returned, Muħammad Ålī was snoring.

I lay beside him silently, closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

In a single day, I had been fucked by two men.

Two different Cock s had deposited their seeds inside my womb.

I had been raped and loved on the same day.

Two people… so different from each other… one a gentle lover… the other like a wild animal.

I should hate the animal for what he did to me.

But, did I… really?

Today, something had changed inside me.

My body longed to relive that pleasure again, to feel that animal energy penetrating my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body, the brutal thrusting and massive force of ejaculation inundating my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

I squirmed on the bed, squeezing my thighs, trying to stop the sudden flow of wetness seeping from my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

When I finally drifted to sleep, I was soaking wet between my legs.

The first thing I noticed in the morning was that the soreness was replaced by a very mild, gentle Prickling sensation, a faint reminder of what had transpired yesterday.

The morning passed in the usual way.

I sent the kids to school and cooked breakfast for Muħammad Ålī and his father.

Father-in-law came out of his room only when the breakfast was ready.

He looked fresh and gave me a nasty grin.

Red with embarrassment, I avoided his gaze, and served the breakfast.

They ate ravenously while I served the tea.

After breakfast, Muħammad Ålī changed and was ready for the shop.

He took instructions from his father, collected his Tiffin and went out.

I was now alone in the house.

Father-in-law had already retired to his room.

He was watching some news channel.

I could hear the sound of a news reader reading the morning news.

I paced in the kitchen; a strange nervousness gripped me.

My heart began to beat faster.

I expected him to come out of his room, grab me, take me to his room and fuck me hard.

I was suddenly flushed.

Holy shit…I cursed myself for my lustful thinking.

I must hate that Hindu for ruining my life…

the evil man who had violated me like an animal.

A fight within my conscience ensued.

My body responded in an entirely different way.

I could feel my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān crotch getting wetter with every passing minute.

Someone knocked at the front door.

When I opened it, the housemaid was standing there.

To my surprise, I didn’t like her presence although it was her regular routine.

I accompanied her to the kitchen and gave her the instructions.

While she was busy mopping the floor, I stood by the kitchen door and looked in the direction of my Hindu father-in-law’s room.

No movement.

He seemed busy listening to the morning news, but I was sure that he must be looking at me from some hidden corner.

The maid finished her work.

I walked her to the door and locked it.

I was breathing heavily.

Anytime now father-in-law would come out and grab me in his arms.

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt twitched with a strange anticipation.

“How can I do this?” I felt ashamed about my lewd thoughts.

I heard Shama cry.

I rushed to my bedroom, took her in my arm and breast-fed her.

She was soon asleep.

I came out of my room.

I picked up the noise of the shower running in the common bathroom.

“Suraiyah…” I heard Durgesh shout from the bathroom.

“Yes.”

“I forgot my towel,” He said loudly, “Please give it to me.”

“Help yourself.” I realized that my voice was quivering.

“I am naked… can’t come out… please get it.” He shouted from the bathroom; I could feel the taunt in his voice.

My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body began to tremble with an incredible anticipation.

I went to his room, took his towel from his bed and walked to the bathroom door.

I gently tapped on the door,

“Towel.”

The door opened immediately.

I extended my hand with the towel while looking away from him.

“What’re you doing Suraiyah?… hand it properly.”

I turned my head.

Durgesh was standing naked at the door, leering; his Hindu body soaked with water, his massive Uncut Hindu Cock jutting out of his coarse bush, his heavy balls hanging erotically.

“Look what happens to me every time I see you.” Durgesh smiled lecherously as he twitched his strong abdominal muscles to cause his Uncut Hindu Cock to bounce up and down.

I could not avoid looking at the thick Hindu rod that was swinging so majestically.

Durgesh moved forward, grabbed my hand and dragged me into his arms.

“Let me go.” I tried to resist unsuccessfully, “Please.”

Durgesh laughed and dragged my struggling Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body under the shower.

The cold water from shower fell over our heated bodies.

I could feel his raging hard on poking into my belly through my wet clothes.

He began to take my clothes off.

“No… Please don’t.” I offered a half hearted resistance, “Let me go.”

Durgesh didn’t seem to listen to me.

One by one, he undid my kurta and salwar.

First, he pulled my kurta over my head.

He then unhooked my bra exposing my full breast and hard nipples.

He carelessly dropped the bra on the floor.

Shivering with shame, I cupped my tits in a frail attempt to hide my nudity from him.

He didn’t pay any attention and proceeded to undo my salwar.

Next Moment, my salwar was on the floor and I was standing there in nothing but my panties.

Durgesh groaned happily at my predicament, slipped his fingers into my panties and rolled them down my thighs.

I was standing completely naked, next to my father-in-law, his bulbous Uncut Hindu Cock head poking into my fleshy Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān belly.

Trembling feverishly, I covered my tits with one hand and tried to cover my bushy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt with the other.

Durgesh’s lips spread in a lewd smile.

He took my hands and forced them apart exposing my tits and Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

He looked at my naked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body with admiration,

“You’re gorgeous, Suraiyah Jamāl.” His voice was hoarse with lust.

He grabbed me back into his Hindu arms crushing my supple Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body into his hairy chest.

My body melted in his Hindu arms.

My swollen and hard nipples pressed against his Hindu chest.

I felt his erect Uncut Hindu Cock and balls rubbing against my tummy.

My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy was dripping with anticipation.

All thoughts of remorse suddenly evaporated.

I realized I was no longer nervous but ready.

Durgesh moved his hand over my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks and pulled my soft body into his masculine Hindu body.

He brought his Hindu lips down and kissed me.

I readily accepted his advance and returned his kiss.

His tongue probed my mouth as his hand kneaded the big halves of my ass.

We kissed passionately.

I had forgotten that it was totally forbidden for me.

If the truth came out, I would have no place in this society.

I would lose my husband, children… everything that life had given me so far.

I would become a pariah.

Nonetheless, in the heat of the Moment, none of this came to my mind.

All I wanted was that magnificent Uncut Hindu Cock plundering my hungry Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

Durgesh seemed to understand my desire.

He took my hand and placed it over his Uncut Hindu Cock .

Under the falling water from the shower, it felt like a burning rod of steel, strong and thick.

His hand moved between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs, and his fingers explored my soaked hairy Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

He inserted a digit into my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I moaned with delight.

He fucked me with his finger.

His finger was thick, almost like a Uncut Hindu Cock .

My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt willingly accepted the intruding digit and clasped it in its velvety enclave.

I was breathing hard with passion.

His moving finger inside my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was doing miracles, causing my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt to beg for more.

I felt my warm Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt juices soaking his finger.

He drove me crazy with desire.

I desperately wanted his thick rigid Hindu tool between my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips.

I tightened my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān fingers over his Uncut Hindu Cock and rubbed it against my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips.

Durgesh brought his mouth to my soft nipples.

He took one between his lips and kissed it hard, making me whimper with my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lust.

I realized that if I didn’t let him fuck me, I would die of my extreme desire.

“Ahhhhhhhhh…” I heard myself moaning.

I wanted to tell him that it felt so good, but the words got stuck in my mouth.

Durgesh alternated between my tits, kissing both nipples one by one.

He gave equal attention to each of my tits.

His sucking became rougher.

I began to whimper and squirm; my hand tightly squeezed and released his Uncut Hindu Cock .

He let go my tits and began kissing me on my stomach.

I felt his tongue probing into my belly button.

His tongue moved further down toward the hairy mound of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

Then I felt my tongue sliding over his bushy Hindu groins.

It was an entirely new experience.

For a second, I thought that I would die with rapture.

Muħammad Ålī had never kissed me down there where Durgesh was kissing now.

I had never enjoyed the bliss of oral sex though I was vaguely aware of the fact that some people do things like that.

“What… what are you doing?” I moaned– never wanting him to stop.

My body shuddered as a sudden flash of pleasure shot through my body.

I arched my back and cried out.

My thighs were trembling violently.

My hand fumbled to hold something on the wall to prevent myself from collapsing.

I raised my hands and groped for the shower’s pipe.

I grabbed it with both hands.

Supporting my load against the pipe, I spread my legs further.

I was afraid I might come before Durgesh even started fucking me.

I squirmed my thighs.

I wondered how Durgesh would fuck me as there wasn’t enough space in the bathroom.

I expected him to take me out to his bedroom.

However, Durgesh had other plans.

He pushed the bucket and a small plastic tub to one corner, then grabbed me by my hips and helped me settle on the limited space on the bathroom floor.

It was an awkward position as my legs were high and resting against the wall.

He positioned himself between my legs and lowered himself.

I watched deliriously as he lowered his Hindu waist.

I felt his fingers holding his Uncut Hindu Cock as he fumbled at the opening.

He found the right place and planted the tip.

Then he pushed forward.

His thick Uncut Hindu Cock moved easily in my dripping Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

He didn’t have to make any further efforts as my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was well lubricated.

Durgesh lowered his hips until the entire length of his Uncut Hindu Cock was buried inside me.

Chapter 6

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