Sixty One Eighteen in love-1
Posted: March 5, 2010 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Al Hijrat Al Rasool, Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb, Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ, Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, Fātimah Zohrah Bittaul, Jabeen Al Qāsim, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Sophisticated Positive adult sex 2 CommentsSixty One Eighteen in love
Chapter 1
We Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girls were sitting on the lawns outside, awaiting the clock to strike for the practical class.
Just then a flying bird shitted on the jutting of my left Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breast, I mean, over my blouse. I looked up: it was a crane.
“It’s a good omen of luck!” opined my classmates.
My Abbū used to say that I was conceived in a spiritual way and would bring good luck and fortune once I grew, but he didn’t have any luck to see it realized.
And luck is here in the premonition of …
Oh shit! I had to have a wash and change.
On my way to the hostel, I met Jabeen Al Qāsim and she accompanied me into my room.
Jabeen Al Qāsim was doing her final year whereas I was a fresher in first year.
She became my best friend from the very first day.
she rescued me of my college raking, And Arabic, though I knew little, was our common factor.
Once inside, I undressed and noticed no strain underneath, but the devouring look of my best friend.
A bit shocked but riveted, I felt a weakness in my knees.
Moment next I was in the hold of Jabeen Al Qāsim, with her hands so busy on my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts and her breaths so hot on the back of my neck.
In no time, we were naked together.
Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān boobs were double the size of mine.
And so was her thighs and pudendum.
Being a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān and well fed, she was in total contrast in size and color of me, though I was too a young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl.
A beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl she was, and in her birthday suit she looked a real sex bomb for Durgesh, or at least for other Hindus.
Durgesh was our dream man, of all of us Musalmān Beauties, irrespective of our age even.
What if he is even sixty one now, as he claims to be?
None of us believe this nonsense.
Sixty one?
My foot.
I think he is obsessed with my Dādī Ammī’s immortal Saåūdī Årab Musalmān beauty.
She is 78, but she defeats us teens even in her immortal Saåūdī Årab Musalmān beauty and her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān everyouth.
Durgesh wants to fuck my Dādī Ammī, Al Hijrat Al Rasool.
That’s why he claims to be sixty one.
We all teens laugh at his claim, and even the middle aged Musalmān Beauties too.
Jabeen Al Qāsim downed me on my back.
Her hairs were loose.
And when she eclipsed me with her nakedness, her locks cascaded and covered my extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān face.
Within its shade she rubbed my lips with her mouth and tongued into me.
And down below, she rubbed my extra ordinary superb Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mound with her hot one as if to set alight my moss, but dampened it with her gushing gash.
“Want Ammī to show you her love, my little lass?” she purred.
“Hmmm.” I moaned and entwined her with my limbs and crushed her against me.
It was my first ever involvement in sex with another person.
And so what if it happened to be a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl?
She traveled down me with her wet kisses; kneaded my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts with her palms and fingers and sucked at, with half of them filled her mouth.
At my navel, she swirled and pried with her tongue.
And then at the wet eagerness of the valley of my smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs, I received her soft mouth.
I dreamt of Durgesh’s Hindu male mouth there.
But, OK, I can wait for it.
Let him fuck my Dādī Ammī first.
He’d enjoy my tight Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy after it, more.
Let him quench his extra ordinary obsession first.
The damnfool.
He thinks he can run away from us teens.
Never.
We teens deserve the Hindu playboy more than our senior Musalmān Beauties.
He doesn’t think we can win him.
Well, the Hindu idiot has to fuck us all, all of us.
Who’d let the Hindu idiot run away from her?
Not me, at least.
I raised my legs, folded at my knees, and presented her my little rose as a token of my love.
I kept up my head to observe her lovemaking.
She planted a warm wet kiss right on my slit.
A shiver ran through my body.
She lifted her head then and looked into my eyes with a mischievous smile.
A blush crept into my cheeks.
Jabeen Al Qāsim licked her lips and said,
“Want Ammī to love you deep, honey?”
I didn’t speak out, but ran my hands around my extra ordinary ,extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks and, with my own fingers, pulled apart my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips and bumped up.
“You little impatient Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān whore!” she laughed and dived into my valley.
Her tongue swept through my canyon.
I let go my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips to cling around her hunting tongue and ran my fingers through her locks.
She got hold of my pleasure button and, on and around it, fluttered her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān tongue like a butterfly.
I lifted up my hips and rubbed my gorge against her chin.
She mouthed up my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips and chewed them as if sucking at a mango slit.
I pushed more of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy up into her eager mouth and was seized by a tremor. Allah! Allah..!
And then she ploughed in with her tongue to enter me, but… She raised her head and wondered,
“Allah!Allah!My God, you’ve not broken in yet!”
“Had you, then?” I inquired in a mocking silly voice.
Jabeen Al Qāsim flashed her teeth, raised herself, moved on top in a 69 position and presented me with her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt and said,
“Find out the truth you yourself.”
I didn’t know how to assess.
She inserted a single finger into my oozing Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole and said,
“Look! Your Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole is not even big enough to receive a single slender finger. I don’t know how you’d welcome Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund into it ever, as you always dream of, so openly.Now find out how many fingers you can put into Ammī’s sheath.”
I put one, two, three fingers easily into her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān abyss and it was slippery like a butter pot that may admit even more fingers.
I knew the answer right away, but remained shocked to ask.
Of course, it was Durgesh.
Jabeen Al Qāsim already enjoying Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund into her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot, I know.
The liar Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bitch Jabeen Al Qāsim.
With my three fingers inside her she tossed a merry laugh and declared,
“Ammī is broken in, you know…long back…with thick real Uncut Hindu Cock.”
‘Of Durgesh?’ I wanted to ask but avoided out of sheer envy.
Yes, I envied Jabeen Al Qāsim due to her success even where I failed.
The damnfool, Hindu Sexgod, Durgesh, was more interested in my Dādī Ammī than in me.
I sighed at her gaping cave, but kissed at its slush to show her that I was not a square and thus commenced my first licking exercise.
“Ah, that’s it, suck my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and make Ammī happy. I’ll fix a fatty Uncut Hindu Cock , in return, to break in your virgin Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .”
Her vulgar speech heightened my lust.
I eagerly licked and sucked at her odd sourness.
She dived again into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and feasted there with all her skills.
I was not able to hold it for long.
Raising my hips I groaned.
My groans muffled into the fleshy folds of her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
And I released flood after flood into her slurping mouth.
Buried my face into her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt I whimpered like a kitten.
After licking for some more time, she got off me.
I huddled into her bosom and she cuddled me and we kissed.
“Sorry, Fātimah Zohrah Bittaul, I made you miss your practical class.” she apologized.
“A better one we had, Jabeen Al Qāsim.” I blushed.
“Would you then accept me as your guide and instructor?”
“You are my teacher. You are my lover.”
Jabeen Al Qāsim was a day scholar for she lived in the city.
I had to be a hosteler for my home was three hours journey away.
My two other roommates used to be off the room all evenings, doing some additional courses.
In that way Jabeen Al Qāsim and I got plenty of time to be together in our lovemaking.
Her parents, it seemed, never mind her arriving home late in the night.
One day she took me to her home.
I felt shy to interact with her people, but they displayed warmth and affection.
That made me relaxed.
Her parents looked very young, unbelievably.
I told them so and they were pleased at my observations.
They insisted me to come to their house quite often.
I capitalized on that and fell in love with Durgesh, Jabeen Al Qāsim’s Hindu cousin, a handsome boy, a son of Jabeen Al Qāsim’s Buā Ħuzoor.
Durgesh was 19 years old, just 1 year elder than me.
The trouble was he claimed to be sixty one.
Sixty one, my foot.
Jabeen Al Qāsim helped us, as a go between, in our love and in a short time Durgesh and I became intimate.
Soon I came to learn that Jabeen Al Qāsim and Durgesh were not of the same blood, but only so-called Cousin.
Jabeen Al Qāsim was born of Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ but Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ was not Durgesh’s Ammī Ħuzoor.
Durgesh was the son of Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb, a cousin of Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ.
That could be a reason why Jabeen Al Qāsim and Durgesh behave more like friends than as Cousin and brother.
Even after my involvement with Durgesh, I didn’t give up my lesbian love with Jabeen Al Qāsim.
When we do lovemaking, she used to finger fuck me, in between cunnilingus, telling me that she had to make my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole wide enough to receive Durgesh‘s Uncut Hindu Cock .
Thus she made my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt to accommodate two of her fingers in one month time.
My love with Durgesh deepened meanwhile; and we started necking now and then.
I decided to lose my cherry with him.
Only my Allah and myself knew how I managed it.
Durgesh was insistent that he was sixty one.
I accepted him with his absurd claim.
I didn’t have another option at all.
When vacation started, I didn’t proceed to my native, but moved into Jabeen Al Qāsim’s house, with an intention on the back of my mind to trap Durgesh in between my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs. Jabeen Al Qāsim’s parents were happy to have me as their guest.
Next day, Durgesh took me to a movie.
I managed the sixty one claiming, my Dādī Ammī’s lover, to see my extra ordinary Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān beauty and youth.
Jabeen Al Qāsim too accompanied.
In the darkness of the movie hall, I started fondling his Uncut Hindu Penis .
It would be mine, only if we gained some privacy.
On that particular day at movie hall, while I was playing with his Uncut Hindu Penis, Jabeen Al Qāsim received a call at her mobile phone.
And she left the hall to attend to her call.
At once I moved my hand on and in between his Hindu thighs.
I unzipped Durgesh bravely, and took out his grand Uncut Hindu Lund out.
I was also eager to feel his fingers at my naked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
So I rolled my skirt up and compelled him to fondle my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy over my panty.
But that led us to yearn to have more.
I removed my panty and put it in my hand bag.
Then in no time I felt his thick fingers allover my hot Sunni Musalmān mound.
That was the beauty of my scheme.
I slipped down on my seat, pushing my extremely beautiful Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks to the edge of the seat.
That gave Durgesh more access and due to my doggedness, he inserted his middle finger into my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān vagina and finger fucked me.
Meanwhile, I took my hand and placed it on his rock-hard Uncut Hindu Cock, freed out of his pants.
First time, I touched an Uncut Hindu Cock .
A thrill ran through my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body.
Fortunately, there was not much crowd on that day and none at the row behind.
I was just holding his Hindu erection.
I was so happy that didn’t know what to do.
Yet, I guided my hand to clasp around and pump Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock up and down.
I got soiled my hand with a thin sticky Hindu secretion.
And meanwhile he bathed his finger with my juices by finger fucking me.
Unusual circumstances heightened my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān pleasure.
I stifled my groans, stuffing my mouth with his shirt.
I thought I was in heaven, but my bad luck, Jabeen Al Qāsim returned by then.
I lowered my skirt and he covered his thing with his hand-kerchief.
I felt, out of shame, that it would be better if I could escape that situation for a few minutes at least.
I begged excuse and went for toilet and had to spend some time to cool down my emotions.
I put on my panty and, walking around the lobby, entered the cinema from the opposite end.
In doing so, I lost my sense of location and moved accidentally through the row behind where I was sitting.
Then, to my shock, I witnessed… Jabeen Al Qāsim, sitting next to Durgesh, was running her hand up and down his Uncut Hindu Cock .
I froze.
In that very instant, Jabeen Al Qāsim lowered her head and took Durgesh‘s enlarged Hindu member into her extremely beautiful Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth and…
I ran out in distress, chocked with tears.
Why couldn’t I do it myself?
Why couldn’t I do it?
Damn me.
On the way back, I didn’t talk much.
I feigned I was not feeling well.
As soon as the dinner was over, I retired to my bed.
I couldn’t sleep.
All my dreams about marrying Durgesh were broken.
To whom I could represent my case?
Jabeen Al Qāsim’s Ammījān was an affectionate person, of course.
But how could I shock a caring Ammījān by revealing her children’s immodest secret?
Silent tears welled up and burned down my cheeks.
I didn’t know when I went to sleep.
Suddenly I woke up.
I thought I heard somebody was crying.
The room was so dark.
I heard again the wailing.
A fear raised in me.
I switched on the lights.
Jabeen Al Qāsim was not there.
I went out.
Durgesh’s room was in dark, but there was light in Jabeen Al Qāsim’s parent’s bedroom.
I heard noises coming out of it.
I shouldn’t have done it, but out of curiosity I approached there and peeped in.
Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty was naked and—and sucking Durgesh‘s Uncut Hindu Cock.
Allah!
Yā Allaaaaaaah!
Even Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty too?
What a boy?
What a Hindu boy this Durgesh is?
Every Musalmān Beauty was mad to suck his Uncut Hindu Penis and get fucked by Durgesh.
Age differences were immaterial.
Allah!
Yā Allaaaaaaah!
She was sitting on the edge of the bed and Durgesh was standing in front of her.
It might be a common sight between Durgesh and a charming Musalmān Beauty, but to me, a first timer, it was a visual spell that charmed me in.
As I was looking, Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty pulled away her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth from Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock and said,
“Durgesh is ready, Jabeen Al Qāsim.”
I strained a bit more and found to my shock, on the same bed, next moment, Jabeen Al Qāsim was jumping up and down, splitting her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy on Durgesh’s upstanding Uncut Hindu Cock .
My head started dizzying.
Durgesh seized Jabeen Al Qāsim’s jumping Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts.
And she ceased from her jumping and yielded to Durgesh’s pull.
Her hand voluntarily went down and grabbed at Durgesh‘s Hindu erection.
And Durgesh kissed her on her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth.
She dismounted Durgesh, and submitted herself to his embrace.
Durgesh, in turn, went into the inviting hands of Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty.
Aunt Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ drew two pillows; pushed them under her glorious Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks, to position her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt elevated, and pulled Durgesh on top.
Durgesh grabbed Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty’s big Saåūdī Årab Musalmān boobs and entered her up-opened Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt with his virile wet Uncut Hindu Cock.
Aunt shouted,
“Chodo mujjhe Durgesh béŧā, zor se chodo. Chod chodke, phāđ do Jabeen Al Qāsim kī Ammī ki Saåūdī Årab Musalmān choot. Ah, fuck me my boy. Fuck Sāsū Ammī hard and rend her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.”
Jabeen Al Qāsim, meanwhile, moved on her knees and elbows and locked her mouth to her Ammījān’s lips.
Durgesh drawing his Uncut Hindu Penis out, moved behind Jabeen Al Qāsim, grabbed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks and knocked at her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy door with the fist, his Uncut Hindu Cock .
Jabeen Al Qāsim lifted her head, tilted and threw Durgesh an inviting smile.
Durgesh entered her from behind.
After fucking Jabeen Al Qāsim for some time, Durgesh again moved up and down into aunt Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ, entering her again.
Durgesh was fucking both Ammī and daughter simultaneously.
When he fucked Ammī, the daughter was desperate, and pulled Durgesh to her.
When Durgesh fucked Jabeen Al Qāsim, Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty was desperate and pulled Durgesh to her.
Durgesh moved to and fro into Jabeen Al Qāsim and Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ aunty, both.
And all of them moved and moaned.
With dizzying head I slogged back to my room, sat on the bed to get me back composed.
Then I packed up my things and came out of the front door.
I hid my bag behind a portico pillar and went up to the gate and awakened the watchman, who was sleeping already.
“Can you get me some tablets for headache, watch-man.”
“But, Memsaaheb, at this night… One has to go to the main road to locate a medical shop opened.”
“You have to, please. It’s killing me. I don’t want to bother others. I’ll wait here at the gate till you return.”
He gave in.
I gave him money.
As soon as he turned the corner, I, with my bag, climbed and jumped over the gate and escaped.
I could get an auto-rickshaw to Central Bus Stand and a bus from there to my native place.
The sky broke down that night and trees fell down all along the highway.
My journey, thus hindered, took almost a full day and I could reach my town only on the next day night.
I became dead tired of the tedious journey.
I wanted to run in to the soothing hands of my Ammījān.
My Ammījān was of a noble character.
She could have remarried when my Abbū expired, but she decided to give up all her pleasures solely to bring-up my elder brother Nafees Aħmad and me, her only children.
What a great soul she is, I thought, among the filthy people like Jabeen Al Qāsim and family!
Our house was on the bank of a pond.
The town was already gone to sleep.
A small town it was.
I walked on the bank towards my house and it was pitch-dark.
Frogs croaked in high pitch.
Chances of snakes crossing my path were more.
I walked up with my heart at my throat.
All of a sudden rain battered again and I was drenched in no time.
Luckily light shone in my house.
I knocked at the door, but no answer.
Probably the noise of the rain would have drowned my knocking sound or else my Ammījān and Nafees Aħmad would have slept already, leaving the lights on.
The light was coming from the kitchen window.
I went around to that window.
The window was bolted from inside and the glasses were tainted.
But I could spot a broken triangle-shaped slot in one of the glasses.
I fixed one of my eyes on the slot and peeped in.
First it was not clear, but when it became clear it crashed on me as a thunderbolt.
My Ammījān was leaning forward, pressing her abdomen against the kitchen slab and her white sari was hiked well above her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks.
Big orbs of her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks were jutting behind.
And against them was slapping again and again the flat abdomen of my Durgesh, driving his thick Uncut Hindu Penis in and out of her depths.
Allah!
Yā Allaaaaaaah!
Durgesh here again?
Fucking my own Ammījān?
He has reached here even before me?
To fuck my Ammījān?
What else the dirty Hindu boy does, except fucking extra ordinary extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties of all available age groups?
Her blouse being unbuttoned, her big Saåūdī Årab Musalmān boobs were overflowing his kneading fingers.
And sinking his teeth on her bare shoulders, Durgesh was attacking at her yielding point, violently, like a wild lion.
With eyes closed and face upturned, exposing her upper row of white teeth, my Ammījān, Al Ibādat Al Karīm, seemed to be enthralled in their love game.
I collapsed on the wet earth and remained there till I got strength to get up.
I climbed back to the bank of the pond and walked away from my home.
Frogs all around heckled at me.
I wept along my way.
I didn’t know where to go or what to do.
Walking back unconsciously to the junction, I phoned up involuntarily to Jabeen Al Qāsim’s home.
“What’s got into you, pagli, mad Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl,” shouted Jabeen Al Qāsim from the other end, but her Ammījān’s voice interrupted.
I cried.
“Are you alright, Fātimah Zohrah Bittaul? Don’t worry, I’ll come over there and pick you up, where are you, my child?”
I wept bitterly,
“On the national highway, auntie, under the cross flyover, south of city.”
I was brought back to Jabeen Al Qāsim’s home.
I buried my face in Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ auntie’s bosom and washed down my sorrows with my tears.
I narrated her, in between my sobs, my brief spell of sex that ended in…
“I’m sorry auntie, I’m unable to make it out… First, here, you and Durgesh with Jabeen Al Qāsim…and then, there, my own Ammījān and Durgesh …” I stuttered.
“I understand your shock, my child, but you’ll overcome it when you come to realize the corruption of love in our Musalmān society. We’ll show you a way-out.”
“Isn’t it wrong, then?”
“There is nothing wrong, neither in our relationship nor in that of your own Ammījān and Durgesh.”
“Auntie…!?”
“But tell me first, why did you call on us when you got disillusioned with your Ammījān and Durgesh?”
“I don’t know, because I called on you only on impulse. May be having such relationship with a Hindu boy is not so… Comparatively—”
She smiled and said,
“Comparison is good when it leads one to get close. Take some rest, baby. Later we meet.”
I didn’t know how long I slept.
I woke up to hear some familiar voices.
When I entered the hall, I found my Ammījān and Durgesh, chit chatting with others in a happy mood.
I didn’t understand how come they arrived there.
Spotted me, my Ammījān ran up and took me in a breath-blocking hug.
“Oh, my darling, you’re a child of Mother Malakul Jannat-e-Firdaus. You’d brought us back luck and everything. You’ve made us happy;” my Ammījān was overflowing with joy and said, ” Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ auntie seeks your hand in marriage with Durgesh.”
Aunt Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ walked over to us, took my hand and led me aside.
“Let her have something to eat, first.”
Once I had ate and settled down, they all surrounded me.
Aunt Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ took me to her bosom and kissed me so affectionately.
“You don’t know what you’ve done to us. I love you… Love you so much.”
I felt like a kid over-loved.
I said,
“I don’t understand, auntie, the way the life takes shape around me.”
“Nothing to worry, the life takes shape around you in a fine way,” Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ auntie assured me, “To clear the cobweb off your mind, I’m going to tell you a story: my own story. Even Jabeen Al Qāsim and Durgesh are not revealed of it till now, but the time has come.”
Al Sājidah Al Sheikħ auntie cast a look at Durgesh.
He nodded his head in approval.
And she started narrating:
We were three children to our parents: meri Bājī, i.e. my elder Kħālāzād Cousin, mera bada bhāī, my elder brother, I mean, and me the youngest.
I don’t know what happened between my parents, but my Ammījān left us and went somewhere when we were very young.
Our Abbū brought us up.
When I was around 15, my elder Kħālāzād Cousin too had run away from home.
Our Abbū though was upset, never failed to care for us.
At 18, after school final, I fell in love with a neighbor Hindu.
He was ten years older than me; jobless too.
But love is so blind it doesn’t calculate.
My Hindu lover was insisting me to run away with him, because my Abbū will never allow us to marry.
I hesitated to do so, for I didn’t want to hurt my Abbū.
And one day I went for a picnic with a few of my schoolmates.
On the way, twenty km away from our town, our vehicle developed some problem and we had to give up our tour.
All other friends phoned up their home to pick them up.
I too phoned up and Durgesh arrived there with his bike.
While driving home, suddenly it started raining.
Others, left earlier, could have reached home already.
We spotted an old structure, a bit away from the highway.
Durgesh and I decided to shelter there till the rain stops, but before we reached the building we were completely drenched.
The building looked like an ancient Masjid, ruined by the course of time.
Surprisingly the interior was clean, swept by the forest wind.
Durgesh removed his cloths, squeezed out the water and started drying his hairs.
I blushed looking at him only in his brief, wet with his Hindu bulge outlined.
“What are you waiting for?’ Durgesh shouted at me, “Remove your wet clothes and get dried or else you’ll catch cold.”
I hesitated.
He laughed at me.
“Look, I’m only a human being. It’s insulting to imagine me in any other way.”
I disrobed and squeezed the water out of my cloths, clad only in my bra and panty.
But I felt a sudden change in the atmosphere.
I looked up at Durgesh.
I could feel the burning of his eyes on my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān skin.
I lowered my eyes.
Allah!
Yā Allaaaaaaah!
I was as if a Sex Goddess myself!
Clinging wet, my white bra and panty left nothing underneath to hide.
Even the soft moss of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān pubic hair was clearly visible.
I turned away from Durgesh out of shame, but the next Moment I felt his nearness behind me.
He held me by my shoulders and pressed his whole Hindu body against mine.
I felt his Hindu hardness on my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bums.
I shivered.
The cold wind blown across helped only to increase the fever in me.
Durgesh turned me to face him.
And then Durgesh pressed his Hindu lips against mine and locked me in a fiery Ashvinātam kiss.
I yielded.
He pushed down his brief and guided my hand to his Uncut Hindu Cock .
I broke the kiss and looked down.
He was huge!
Hugest perhaps!
And it jerked its head upward like a wild lizard.
I was a bit frightened by its Hindu temper.
But he moved close and held my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts.
I didn’t retreat.
Durgesh unhooked my bra and my panty followed.
The wet wind had a free kiss on my exposed Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mounds.
In that Moment, the sky flashed a lightning and the deity inside the sanctum sanctorum was revealed. And it was an ancient Pre Islamic Arab Malakul Jannat-e-Firdaus in her nakedness.
Durgesh lowered me on my back on the cold surface of the granite block.
Then he laid his naked Hindu body on mine.
I opened my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs to receive him, but for a virgin he was too much.
And, alas, he couldn’t connect himself to the target.
I put my hand in between and guided myself his Uncut Hindu Cock -head into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy, Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole.
It nudged in about an inch, but was prevented there by my virgin veil.
On the stonewall, the rain battered furiously.
Durgesh lost his patience in no time.
With a vengeance he pinned me down and smashed my pit with his steel hard Uncut Hindu Prick.
A sharp pain ripped through me and I wailed in high pitch only to be drowned by the roaring rain.
“Leave me, you Hindu devil, you’re killing me.” I cried.
But he didn’t heed.
He was driving his fiery Hindu monster through my burning Saåūdī Årab Musalmān notch.
I couldn’t bear with the pain.
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. A deserving unfaithfulness
20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. The Extent
83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
88. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
101.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
112. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
113. The everincreasing infinite lust
114. The women in my life
115. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
118. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
119. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
120. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
121. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
122. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
123. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
124. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
125. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
126. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
127. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
128.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
129. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
130. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
131. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
132. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
41. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Ahal-Al Bayt-1
Posted: March 5, 2010 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam Yugal, Åāýéshah Siddīqah, Behavioural Science, Creative adult sex in Hindi, Creative adult sex in Urdu, Durgesh, Feminism, FātimatuzZohrah, Kħadeejah Muħammad, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Rājesh Rājpoot, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Vikram 107 Commentschapter 1
College tour
Mera naam FātimatuzZohrah hai.
Main college main 1st year Islamic Sciences mein pađhtī hoon.
Mérā figure34-28-34 hai.
Hamāré ghar mein mere Ammī Abbū aur bahnén hain.
Mérī 1 saheli hai Åāýéshah Siddīqah.
Hum donon ki umar kareeb 17-18 ki hogi.
Hum donon kħoob mastī kartī hain.
Kabhī Åāýéshah Siddīqah mérī Musalmān Choochī khīnch détī, kabhī main uske ħasīn Musalmān gaal par chikoŧī kāŧ jātī.
College mein hum donon ke hi Hindu boy friend hain.
Méré Hindu boy friend ka naam Durgesh aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah ke Hindu boy friend ka naam Rājesh Rājpoot hai.
Main Rājesh Rājpoot ko aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah Durgesh ko jijju hi bolti hain.
Durgesh bhī mujhé apnī lāmankooħā Musalmān bīvī, aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah ko apnī Musalmān Sālī hi samjhta hai.
Hamāré beech mein abhi tak sirf kiss hi hua thā.
Yā phir Durgesh ne méré kapđon ke oopar se hī shāyad mérī Musalmān Choochī par hāth phérā ho, bus.
Durgesh to vaise hum donon ko chodné ké liyé marā jā rahā thā.
Yahān tak ki Rājesh Rājpoot tak ne Åāýéshah Siddīqah ké måmlé mein Durgesh ké aagé hathiyār dāl diyé thé,
“Achchhā bābā, chod lé. Mérī Åāýéshah Siddīqah ko bhī chod lé too hī, ab to kħush?”
“Sālé, térī Åāýéshah Siddīqah?” Durgesh Rājesh Rājpoot ko ānkh mārkar bola, “Åāýéshah Siddīqah kyā térī mankooħā Musalmān bīvī hai?”
“Nahīn hai to ho jāyegī.” Rājesh Rājpoot ne bhī jawab mein Durgesh ko ānkh mārī, “Voh mérī Māmūzād bahan hai. Samjhā?”
“Jaise téré Māmūjān, Imām Abū Bakar Siddīq apnī béŧī kā nikāħ tujhse pađhvā hī déngé.”
“Nahīn,” Rājesh Rājpoot jalkar bola, “méré tamām Māmūjān to apnī tamām ħasīn-o-jamīl Musalmān béŧiyon kī Musalmān Chootén apnī hathéliyon par rakhkar téré aagé pīchhé ghoom rahé hain. Tujhse darkħvāt kar rahé hain ki aao, Durgesh, please, hamārī béŧiyon ko chodo.”
Ék zor kā ŧhahākā tamām sunné walon ne milkar lagāyā.
Hamara college ka tour nikla, rajsthān ka.
Maine aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah ne tour ki fees jama karvā dī.
Hamne Durgesh aur Rājesh Rājpoot se bhi chalne ko kaha to wo apni car par jāné ko taiyār ho gaye.
Unkā ék dost Vikram bhī unké sāth thā.
Durgesh aur Rājesh Rājpoot kī taraħ Vikram bhī bahut amīr thā.
Uskā Jaipur mein makān bhi thā.
Bus,uskā rang bilkul kala thā.
Uské Pita ne kisī African Musalmān lađkī sé nikāħ kiyā thā, jo apné béħad kālé syāh rang ké bāvajood is qayāmat kī ħasīn thī ki usé pahlī baar dékhté hī Vikram kā Pitā, us African Musalmān lađkī ko chodé baghair nahīn rah sakā thā.
Anjām huā thā nikāħ.
Aur nikāħ kā anjām huā thā, Vikam aur uské pānch bhāī.
Main aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah school bus mein 26 December Ko chale aur Jaipur pahunch gayé.
Hum qarīb 12 baje pahunche thé.
Hum sab lađkiyon ko ék 5 star hotel mein ŧhahrāyā gayā, jiska bill hamén kħud ko adā karna thā.
Sab lađkiyān aur Madam Raj mandīr mein film dékhné chalī gaīn.
Mérā, Durgesh kā, Åāýéshah Siddīqah kā, Rājesh Rājpoot aur Vikram, kisī kā bhī film dékhné kā mood nahīn thā.
Hum pānchon ghoomné ké mood mein thé.
Åāýéshah Siddīqah aage Rājesh Rājpoot ke sath baiŧhī thi aur main, Durgesh aur Vikram pīchhé baiŧhé thé.
Ék hotel se khana pack karwa ke hum Vikram ke makān mein aa gayé.
Vikram né kuchhh beer le li.
Maine kahā,
“Hum yahān kyon aaye hain? Kahīn ghoomne chalte hain.”
Sab hans pađé. Bole,
“Kuchh kha pee lo, phir chalte hain.”
Hum donon ne khana lagā diyā.
Vikram ne beer offer kī.
Durgesh ne manā kar dīyā.
Lékin maine, Åāýéshah Siddīqah aur Rājesh Rājpoot ne Vikram kā sāth dīyā.
Hum donon hot ho gaīn.
Rājesh Rājpoot aur Vikram bhī.
Aur Durgesh to everhottest thā.
Durgesh ko hot honé ké liyé kisī beer ki nahīn, sirf kisī Musalmān ħasīnā ki zaroorat thī.
Phir yahān to hum do do Musalmān ħasīnāyén thīn.
Rājesh Rājpoot né Åāýéshah Siddīqah ko pakđā aur uské surkħ dahakté Saåūdī Årab Musalmān honŧh choomné aur choosné lag gayā.
Åāýéshah Siddīqah “uuuuu” karke bolī,
“Hāyé Allah, kyā karté ho, mérī jān! sab hum donon ko dékh rahe hain. Zara apné is garmjosh Hindutv ko qābū mein rakho.”
Rājesh Rājpoot ne balā ki ħasīn, mérī sahélī, Åāýéshah Siddīqah, kā dāyān hāth pakađkar apné burī taraħ ŧhanŧhanā rahé Uncut Hindu Lund par rakh dīyā, aur uskī lambāī aur moŧāī par Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki muŧŧhī bāndhtā huā bola,
“Sālī, is garmjosh Hindutv ko qābū mein ab sirf too rakh saktī hai. Lé, maine isé téré ħavālé kiyā. Ab jo karnā ho kħud hī kar lé.”
Åāýéshah Siddīqah Rājesh Rājpoot sé bhī zyādah badmåsh thī.
Usné Rājesh Rājpoot kā Uncut Hindu Lund apnī Musalmān mastiyon mein, burī taraħ kaskar, apnī muŧŧhī mein, jakađ liyā.
Aur Rājesh Rājpoot ko ānkh mārkar bolī,
“Durgesh kā Hindutv issé bhī zyādah garmjosh hai. Fātimah akélī usé qābū mein nahīn rakh saktī. Mérī zaroorat bhī pađégī. Tum Vikram ko kahkar apné liyé koī doosrā intezām kar lo. Yah uskā ghar hai.”
Durgesh mérī sahélī Åāýéshah Siddīqah ko ānkh mārkar muskurāyā,
“Thank you, Åāýéshah Siddīqah darling! You are most welcome.”
Phir Durgesh né muje pakđā, ék hāth se méré baal pakađ ke mujhé kiss karné lagā aur doosré hāth se mérī Musalmān Choochī dabāné lagā.
Vikram chair par baiŧhā humen dékh rahā thā.
Durgesh né mérī t-shirt utār dī, aur bra ke oopar se hī mérī Musalmān Choochiyān dabāné lagā.
Main na-na kartī rahī, lékin voh Durgesh thā, Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties, Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam, voh kyon māntā?
Nahīn mānā.
Usné apné hāth mérī pīŧh par le ja kar mérī bra ka hook khol diyā.
Mérī Musalmān Choochiyān nangī ho gaīn.
Main bolī,
“Kyā karté ho? Yahīn shab-e-urosī manāné kā irādah hai kyā is Kħātūn-e-Jannat ké Hindu Kħasam kā?”
“Ānkh kī andhī, naam Sulochanā.”Durgesh ne mujhé ānkh mārī.
Main bhađak kar bolī,
“What do you mean?”
“Sālī, baap ne ‘FātimatuzZohrah’ naam rakh diyā, to apné aap ko sachmuch hī Kħātūn-e-Jannat samajhné lagī.”
Maine mand mand muskurāté hué, Durgesh ko ānkh māri,
“Pati Paraméshvar, aesī baat nahīn hai.”
“To kyā baat hai, mérī jān?”
“Main Vāqaī Kħātūn-e-Jannat hoon.”
“Munh dékhā hai kabhī āiné mein? Yeh munh aur masoor ki daal?”Durgesh ne apné Hindu honŧh mérī Musalmān Choochī par rakh diyé.
Maine Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki taraf dékhā to ab wo sirf panties mein thī, aur Rājesh Rājpoot uské nipple choos rahā thā.
Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki Musalmān Choochī méré jitnī hī thī aur uské nipple bhi mérī taraħ pink thé.
Rājesh Rājpoot bache ki tarah Åāýéshah Siddīqah ké nipple choos rahā thā.
Maine kahā,
“ Jijju, aaj to bachche ban gaye.”
Rājesh Rājpoot hans pađā, aur bola,
“Haan!”
Idhar Durgesh né mérī jeans khol dī aur panties mein se mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot maslne lagā.
Main bolī,
“Dékho, kitnī béīmānī hai! Hum donon Musalmān lađkiyān nangī aur Hindu lađké kapđon mein.”
Durgesh bola,
“JAAN mérī, sahi kahā.” usné shirt utār dī.
Uskā gathīla Hindu sharīr méré sāmné thā.
Durgesh né pant utār diyā.
Ab hum donon panties mein aur wo donon underwear mein the.
Rājesh Rājpoot bola,
“Ab båqī ye underwear tum donon utārogī.”
Vikram ab bhi chair par baiŧhā thā.
Main underwear ke oopar se hi Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund sahlāné lagī.
Main bahut hot ho gaī thī.
Maine Durgesh ki aankhon mein dékhā.
Durgesh muskraya aur bola,
“Jaanū, dar lag rahā hai is sé? dékh lo, tumhari cheez hai. Phi mujhé bhī apnī cheez ke darshan karné hain.” mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ko sahlā rahā thā Durgesh ab.
Maine Åāýéshah Siddīqah aur Rājesh Rājpoot ki taraf dékhā to Åāýéshah Siddīqah ghuŧnon ke bal baiŧhī Rājesh Rājpoot ké mote Uncut Hindu Lund par kiss kar rahī thī.
Mujhé bhī garmī chađhī thī.
Main bhī ghuŧnon ke bal baiŧh gaī aur Durgesh kā underwear nīché kiyā maine.
Saŧāk sé Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund méré ħasīn chikné goré Musalmān gālon par aa lagā.
Main Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund dékh kar kānp gayee.
Mérī sārī Musalmān mastī utar gaī.
Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund taqarīban 9 inch lambā aur 3 inch moŧā hoga.
Mujhé ħairat ho rahī thī apné aap par.
Kaisé jhél gaī thī main yeh mast Uncut Hindu Lund ragging mein?
Aur phir mar miŧī thī is Uncut Hindu Lund par.
Allah, mérī taubah!
Allah, mérī taubah!
Mujhé nahīn phađvānī mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot is mast ŧhanŧhanā rahé Uncut Hindu Lund sé.
Allah, mérī taubah!
Allah, mérī taubah!
Main uŧhné lagī to Durgesh bola,
“Kyā huā?”
“Nahīn maine kuchh nahīn karnā. Main mar jāoongī.”
“Sālī, nakħré kartī hai? Ragging mein kyā térī Ammī ne aakar choosā thā mérā Uncut Hindu Lund? Åāýéshah Siddīqah ko dékh. Mazé mein choos rahī hai Rājesh Rājpoot kā Hindu Lund.”
Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki āwāzén aa rahī thīn,
“Uuuu aaaaaaa Uiiiiii Allaaaaaaah.”
Voh donon 69 position mein thé.
Åāýéshah Siddīqah aur Rājesh Rājpoot ko is taraħ aesh karté dékh kar main phir garm hone lagī.
Lékin main baiŧhī rahī.
Rājesh Rājpoot bola,
“Yaar, ye Musalmān lađkiyān to randī ki tarah nakħré kartī hain.”
Mujhé ghussā aa gayā. Kahā,
“Ye kyā language hai?”
Sab hansne lage.
Rājesh Rājpoot bola,
“Jo Musalmān lađkī Uncut Hindu Lund ke nīché aa jātī hai, wo kħud hī apné ko randī kutti bolti hai.”
Idhar Durgesh méré Saåūdī Årab Musalmān boob masal rahā thā to Rājesh Rājpoot Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot chāŧ rahā thā.
Main bhī Durgesh ké lāl-lāl Hindu supāđé par kiss karné lagī.
Phir maine munh khola, aur Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund 3 inch méré munh mein bhar liyā.
“Aaaaa!” Durgesh ke munh se nikla.
Durgesh dheere dheere méré munh mein dhakke dene lagā.
Usné méré baal pakđé aur méré ħalaq tak apna Uncut Hindu Lund pél diyā.
Mérā dam ghuŧné lagā.
Durgesh né Uncut Hindu Lund méré munh sé nikālā aur bola,
“Kħātūn-e-Jannat, chal, bed par aa jā.”
Åāýéshah Siddīqah aur Rājesh Rājpoot donon bhī taiyār thé.
Hamārī nazar Vikram par gaī.
Ék béħad ħasīn Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lađkī is beech vahān kab pahunch chukī thī, hum mein sé kisī ko bhī iska aħsās tak nahīn thā.
Voh ab Vikram kā Uncut Hindu Lund sahla rahī thī.
Uskā Uncut Hindu Lund bilkul kala aur moŧā thā 8″ lambā aur bahut moŧā.
Uské Uncut Hindu Lund sé khel rahī béħad ħasīn Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lađkī mérī taraf dékh kar muskraī aur pahlī baar bolī,
“Tum bahut mast lag rahī ho.”
Durgesh usko ānkh mārkar bola,
“Tum Musalmān ħasīnāyén mast hi hoti ho.”
Main bolī,
“Aur tum Hindu lađké kyā kam mast hoté ho? Tum bhī mast, hum bhī mast. ‘Muslim Choot mein Hindu Lund, bađā dhamghusađ, bađā prachand.’-‘hum bané tum bané ik doojé ké liyé.’-“
Unhone bed par hum donon ko kamar ke bal litaya.
Hum donon ki taangen oopar uthā dīn, aur donon apné Uncut Hindu Lund hamari Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot par ragađné lage.
Hum donon ka bura haal ho gayā.
Hamārī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Chooton mein chīŧiyān reng rahī thīn.
Durgesh mérī nipple choom rahā thā, danton sé kaaŧ rahā thā.
Maine kahā,
“ Jaldī karo na.”
Wo bola,
“ kyā karoon?”
Main tađap rahī thī. Main bolī,
“Jaldī se apnā Uncut Hindu Lund mérī chust kasī huī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein ghuséđ do, aur chodo Kħātūn-e-Jannat ko. Samjhe Méré Hindu Piya?”
Itné mein Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki cheekħ aayi,
“Uaiiiiii Allaaaaaaah! Mari, nikālo isko, Rājesh Rājpoot!”
Itné mein Durgesh né dhakka mārā.
méré munh se nikla,
“ Yā Allaaaaaaah! mariiiiii mar gaī Kħātūn-e-Jannat. Nikālo Durgesh, plz, bahut dard ho rahā hai.”
Mérī aankhon mein pānī aur mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot se kħoon nikal rahā thā. Tabhi Durgesh né ék dhakka aur mārā.
Durgesh kā aadhé se zyādah Uncut Hindu Lund mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein ghus gayā.
Room mein mérī aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki chīkħén yā Durgesh aur Rājesh Rājpoot ké hansné ki āwāzén thīn,
“ Plz Durgesh, nikāl lo, bahut dard ho rahā hai.”
Åāýéshah Siddīqah bhi yahī bol rahī thī,
“Rājesh Rājpoot, nikāl lo, please!”
Durgesh ne Musalmān Choochī pakađ kar mérī taraf dékhā, aur ék zordar dhakkā mārā.
Durgesh kā teen chauthāī Uncut Hindu Lund mérī kunwari Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein samā gayā.
Mujh par behoshi si chha gaī.
“Yā Allaaaaaaah! Mariiii.”
Mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot phaŧ gaī thī.
Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund teen chauthāī mérī kunwari Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein samāyā huā burī taraħ ŧhanŧhanā rahā thā.
maine Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki taraf dékhā.
Uskī aankhon mein bhī pānī thā.
Mérī nazar uski taango ke bīch gaī.
Wahān kħoon thā, aur Rājesh Rājpoot ka Uncut Hindu Lund Åāýéshah Siddīqah ki Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein ghusā huā thā. Uncut Hindu Lund khoon se tar thā.
Mujhé ab aaram milne lag gaya thā.
Main Åāýéshah Siddīqah se bolī,
“Térī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot par to Rājesh Rājpoot jijju né apna naam likh diyā.”
Åāýéshah Siddīqah bolī,
“ Sālī, apnī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot dékh. Wahān par méré Durgesh Jījū ka naam likha hai.”
Ab Durgesh aur Rājesh Rājpoot donon né dhakke lagāne shuru kar diyé.
Main bol rahī thī,
“ Zor se méré raja, Méré Hindu Piya! Phāđ do tumhārī Kħātūn-e-Jannat kī is Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ko. Ye bahut tang kartī hai.”
Aise hi kuchh Åāýéshah Siddīqah bol rahī thī.
Hamārī siskiyān goonj rahī thīn.
Main jhađné wali thī, aur Durgesh ko bol rahī thī,
“ Zor se karo. Zor sé chodo mujhé.”
Par Durgesh né mérī Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot main se apnā Uncut Hindu Lund nikālā aur ek taraf khađā ho gayā.
Main kichkichākar bolī,
“Kyā huā? Durgesh, jaldī karo na, plz plz.”
Durgesh muskurāyā aur mujse bola,
“Sorry, mera Uncut Hindu Lund ab thođā change chahta hai.”
“Åāýéshah Siddīqah,”Rājesh Rājpoot apnā sar peeŧ kar bola, “Jā, Fātimah ké baghal mein leŧ jā. Tum Musalmān ħasīnāon kā yah Hindu Kħasam ab jab tak tujhé nahīn chod lega, térī Kħātūn-e-Jannat ko bhī nahīn chodégā. Durgesh ab tum donon FātimatuzZohrah aur Åāýéshah Siddīqah ko ék sāth chodnā chahta hai.”
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15.My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
16. A Deep Conflict-1
17. A deserving unfaithfulness
18. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
20. Yåqūb Family-1
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
26. The three pregnants-1
27. The three pregnants-2
28. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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More commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
6. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
7. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
8. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
9. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
10. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
11. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
12. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
13. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
14. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
15. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
16. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
17. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
18. Saamved: Mantr 1
19. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
21. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Karwā Chauth kā Rozā: 1
Posted: March 5, 2010 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam Yugal, Ålī Muħammad, Behavioural Science, Creative adult sex in Hindi, Creative adult sex in Urdu, Durgesh, Kħadeejah Muħammad, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Saiyadā Fātimah PhD, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Suraiyā Ibrāhīm 9 CommentsKarwā Chauth kā Rozā
Chapter 1
Méré Musalmān sālé kitné hain, bađā mushkil savāl thā yeh méré liyé.
Mérā sālā, Ålī , is savāl kā jawab muskurākar diyā kartā thā,
“Jījājī ki salhajon sé ék chauthāī.”
“Bakwas!” Uskī biwi, Suraiyā Ibrāhīm munh banakar uskā khandan kartī, “Hamāré Hindu Nandoī kā har Musalmān sālā chār chār Musalmān bīviyān rakhtā hai kyā? Ék hī bīvī to sambhaltī nahīn. Allah! Hamāré Hindu Nandoī na hoté to Allah måālūm kyā huā hotā hum sab unkī Musalmān salhajon kā. ”
Apnī jhenp mitāné ké liyé Ålī ne fauran bāt badlī,
“Maine logon se suna tha ki kisi lađkī ya Musalmān åurat kee kħoobsūrat ee uske urojon, boobs; aur koolhon se jaanee jaa sakti hai. Lekin Imām Sāħab to kuchh aur hi farmaate hain. Imām Sāħab kahté hain, “Musalmān choot kā ħusn uski chaudaai se, Musalmān gānđ ka ħusn uski gaharaai se aur Hindu Uncut Lund kā saundarý uski lambaai se jaana jaata hai. Ek baar maine dars-e-makħsoos mein poochha tha ki Musalmān choot to do angul ki ħaseen maani jaati hai, to Imām Sāħab ne daanŧte hue kaha thā, “are bachche! Musalmān Choot ko dono angulion ko aađī nahīn seedhi, horizental nahīn portrate; yaane lambvat dekha jaata hai aur ye anguliyān jaisi jitni lambi hongi, Musalmān Choot utni hi haseen hogi.”
Imām Sāħab ki baatenn sab ke samajh mein itani jaldi nahīn aatin.
Khair, agar aisi Musalmān Choot aur Musalmān gānđ ki baat ki jaaye to Kħadeejah Muħammad se bhi kam ħaseen nahīn hai Suraiyā Ibrāhīm.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm meri salhaj hai.
Kħadeejah Muħammad mérī bīvī to khair, nahīn hai, lékin mérī bīvī Saiyadā Fātimah PhD sé kam bhī nahīn hai Kħadeejah Muħammad.
Aur Ålī Kħadeejah Muħammad kā bhai hai.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm Ålī ki bīvī hai.
Umar 36 saal rang gora 36-28-34.
Aap soch rahe honge koolhon mein 2” ki kanjoosee kyon?
Poore 36” kyon nahīn?
Iska kārañ saaf hai.
Wo bechaari apnī Musalmān gānđ marwaane ke liye tarasti rahi hai.
Ålī ise ghair Islami, lihaja Kufr, maantaa tha.
Åam taur par sabhi Musalmanon ki is maamle mein yhi haalat thi.
Aap to jaante hī hain ki Musalmān gānđ marwaane se Musalmān koolhon ka size aur ħusn badhtā hai.
Ålī ka jab se accident hua hai, aur sex ki tāqat kam hui hai, Suraiyā Ibrāhīm mere Uncut Hindu Lund ke liye khulkar tađap hi rahi thi.
Vaise bhi Ålī ko Musalmān gānđ maarana bilkul pasand nahīn hai.
Ålī Allah kā nek bandah hai.
Imām Sāħab kahté hain, jis aadmi ne apni kħoobsūrat Musalmān bīvī ki Musalmān gānđ nahīn maaari samjho wo jiya hi nahīn. Uska ye janam to vayrth hi gaya.
Aise hi aadmion ke liye shaayad ye gaali bani hai ‘saala chūtia.’
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm mujhe nandoiji kahkar bulaati thi.
Lagta tha jaise uske munh se landoji hi nikal raha ho.
Pahale to maine dhyaan nahīn diya, par jab bhi main akela hota to pata nahīn wo jaan bujh kar aisa karti thi, ya uski boli hi aisi thī.
Maine ghaur nahīn kiya.
Ek din, jab main aur Kħadeejah Muħammad unke yahaan gaye hue the, maine baaton hi baaton mein use mazaq me kah diyā,
“Bhābhījān! Aap mujhe nandoiji mat bulaaya karo.”
“Kyon? Kya aapko landoiji achchha nahīn lagta?” uske chehre par koi aisa bhav nahīn tha jis se main samajh sakta ki uske munh me kya hai.
“Nahīn. Aisi baat nahīn hai. Darasal main aap se chhota hūn aur aap mujhe ji lagaakar bulaati hain to mujhe lagta hai ki main koi 60 saal ka buddha hūn. ” Maine kaha.
“To phir kaise, kis naam sé, bulaaoon?””
“Aap mujhe Durgesh naam se bula sakti hain.”
“Theek hai Durgesh pyāre ji!” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne hanste hue kaha.
Jis andaz me usne kaha thā, us fikare ka matalab to main pichhle chaar paanch mahinon se sochta hi raha tha.
Ab bhi kabhī kabhī mazaq me wo mujhé ‘Hindu Landoi’ kah hi deti hai, kintu sabke saamne nahīn, akele mein.
“Jo apnī tamām ħaseen Musalmān salhajon sé bas, sirf apné Uncut Hindu Lund aur unkī Musalmān Chooton aur Musalmān gānđon ké ålāvā aur koī rishtā rakhné kā tasavvur tak bhī na kar saktā ho, voh hamārā Hindu Nandoī nahīn, hamārā Hindu Landoī hī hai. Hindu Nandoī hotā to sirf hamārī Musalmān nanadon ko chodtā. Jo sirf hamārī Musalmān nanadon ko nahīn, hamen bhī Chodtā ho, voh to hamārā Hindu Landoī hī hai, Hindu Nandoī kaise hai voh hamārā?” Suraiya Ibrāhīm kaŧāx ké sāth boltī, aur mérī tamām ħaseen Musalmān salhajen khilkhilākar hans pađtīn, lagāvaŧ bharī nigāhon sé mérī taraf dekhtī huīn.
Apné Musalmān shauharon ki bhī koī parvāh nahīn kartīn.
Jāntī jo thīn ki agar unké Musalmān shauharon ne unko talāq bhī de di, to bhī unko kisī bāt ki fikr karné ki koī zaroorat nahīn hai.
Main jo hoon.
Suraiya Ibrāhīm taal ŧhonkkar kahtī,
“Jab tak hum Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Durgesh jaisa chāhné wala Allah ki sarzameen par maujood hai, kisī Musalmān ħusnparī ko apné intehāī béinsāf Musalmān shauhar sé darne ki koī zaroorat nahīn hai. Durgesh hum sabko haméshā chodné ké liyé taiyār hai. Aur Durgesh jaisa chodkar agar koī Musalmān humko dikha de to hum uskī laundiyān banker tāůmr uskī ghulāmī karengi, varna use humari ghulāmī karni hogi tāzindagī.”
Baat koi meri shaadi ke deđh do saal ke båd ki hai.
Itne dinon tak to main Kħadeejah Muħammad ki Musalmān Choot par hi mor bana rahā, laŧŧū banā rahā, par jab uski Musalmān Choot ka Soorākħ kuchh chauđā ho gaya to mera dhyaan uski naazuk kori narm mulaayam Musalmān gānđ par gaya.
Wo paŧŧhi apnī Musalmān gānđ marāné ké naam se hi bidak gaī.
Usne apni college ki kisi Musalmān saheli se suna tha ki Musalmān gānđ marwaane mein bahut dard hota hai aur uski saheli ki to pahli hi raat me uske Musalmān shauhar ké Hindu dost, Durgesh; ne itnī zor se Musalmān gānđ maari thi ki wo khoon-o-khoon ho gai thi aur doctor bulaane ki naubat aa gai thi.
Ab bhala wo mujhse itnī jaldi apnī Musalmān gānđ kaise marwaati?
Méré Uncut Hindu Lund kā aesā zabrdast kħauf samā gayā thā Kħadeejah Muħammad ké dil mein ki Kħadeejah Muħammad jaisī param chudakkađ Musalmān lađkī tak kī himmat nahīn ho pā rahī thī mujhse apnī Musalmān gānđ marā sakné kī.
Méré poore ék foot lambe aur poore pānch inch moŧé prabal Uncut Hindu Lund ki prabal ŧhés apnī gorī chust kasī huī Musalmān gānđ ké soorākħ par maħsūs karté hī Kħadeejah Muħammad ké farishté kooch kar jāté thé.
Mérī samasyā yeh thī ki kuchh aese Eīshān Vaigyānik prayog aur sampréshañ thé, jo main Kħadeejah Muħammad ki chikni gorī Musalmān gānđ māré baghir kar hī nahīn saktā thā.
Iské bāvajood mujhe Kħadeejah Muħammad ko uskī Musalmān gānđ marwaane ke liye tayyar karne mein poore 2.5 saal lag gaye.
Khair ye qissa abhi nahīn, båd mein.
Abhi to sirf Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki baat hi karenge.
Kahté hain, jahaan chaah wahaan raah. Uncut Hindu Lund aur paani apna raasta khud bana lete hain.
Kħadeejah Muħammad ko pahli delivery hone waali thi.
Kahbi bhi hospital le jaana pađ sakta tha.
Doctors ne chudāī ke liye mana kar diya tha, aur wo apnī Musalmān gānđ to vaise bhi nahīn maarne deti thi.
Ghar par dekhbhaal ke liye Suraiyā Ibrāhīm, Kħadeejah Muħammad ki Bhābhī, meri salhaj; aai huī thi.
October ka mahina chal raha tha.
Gulaabi thand shuroo ho chuki thi aur main apne Uncut Hindu Lund ko har us Musalmān Choot aur har us Musalmān gānđ mein ghuséđné ko maaboor thā, jo mujhé available ho.
Phir bhi Kħadeejah Muħammad ki kamī koī poorī nahīn kar pā rahī thī.
Kħadeejah Muħammad ki sabse bađī competitor, Saiyadā Fātimah, mérī bīvī Saiyadā Fātimah PhD nahīn; Saiyadā Fātimah; tak ‘chīn’ bol chukī thī,
“Allah, Durgesh! Meri Jān! Méré Hindu Piyā! Tum tamām kāynāt-e-kul ké sabse zyādah sexy mard ho.” Saiyadā Fātimah hānftī huī bolī thī, “Tumhārā Uncut Hindu Lund hai yā steel rod? Na kabhī thandā hotā na satisfied. Jab dekho tab phir mérī Musalmān Choot aur mérī Musalmān gānđ mein samāné ko taiyār. Tum to mujhé chod chod kar aur mérī Saůūdī Arabian Musalmān gānđ mār mār kar hī mujhé mār dālogé. Allah måālūm, Kħadeejah Muħammad kaise jhel létī hai tumhen. Ab méré ålāvā bhī kisī aur ko pakđo, please! Varna main mar jāoongī. Main Kħadeejah Muħammad kā muqāblā nahīn kr saktī. Kħadeejah Muħammad ki jagah nahīn le saktī. Mérī Taubah! Mérī Ammī ki Taubah! Raħam karo ab mérī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot aur mérī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ par. Main mérā maghroor sar tumhāré Hindu qadmon par rakhkar tumhen sajdah kartī hoon, aur mérī shikasht taslīm kartī hoon tumhāré Uncut Hindu Lund sé. Ab please, apna unique Uncut Hindu Lund mérī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot sé bāhar nikālo, Meri Jān! Aur mérī Hudā Bhābhījān ko chod lo, please! ”
Ghar mein guest room ke saath lagta ek comman bathroom tha.
Ek din jab main us bathroom mein naha raha tha aur mérā uttejit Uncut Hindu Lund dabā dabā kar, usko niyantrit karné kā prayatn kar rha thā, to achaanak mujhe laga, ki koi key hole se dekh raha hai.
Main sambhal to gaya, par maine socha kaun ho sakta hai.
Kħadeejah Muħammad to apne kamre me hai phir….. Oh mulāzimā hai ya kahin meri Shahad Raani Suraiyā Ibrāhīm to nahīn thi.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm shahad ki tarah meethi thī.
Main use shahad Raani hi kah kar bulaata tha.
Jab main baahar nikala to Suraiyā Ibrāhīm Kħadeejah Muħammad ke paas baithi ghapp lagā rahi thi.
Mulazima abhi nahīn aai thi.
Main samajh gaya ye jaroor Suraiyā Ibrāhīm hi thi.
Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā! Yeh Sālī Suraiyā Ibrāhīm antatah hai kis chakkar mein?
Chod dāloon kyā Sālī ko pakađkar?
Sālī ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein khujli ho rahī hai kadāchit méré Uncut Hindu Lund ké liyé.
Vaise bhī itihās sāxī hai, koī bhī Musalmān Choot us vaqt tak poorī taraħ satisfy nahīn hotī jab tak voh koī Uncut Hindu Lund na nigal le kħoob achchhī taraħ jađ tak kas kas kar.
Musalmānon ki impractical tashrīhāt-e-Sharīåt-e-Islami ne Musalmān lađkiyon aur Musalmān åuraton ko Uncut Hindu Lundon ki itni pyāsī aur itni bhookhī banā diyā thā ki voh apnī Musalmān Chooton ké andar Uncut Hindu Lund nigal sakné ké liyé kuchh bhī kar saktī thīn, kisī bhī ħad tak jā saktī thīn.
Ismein Musalmān lađkiyon aur Musalmān åuraton kā qasoor nahīn thā.
Musalmān mardon (?) kā qasoor thā.
Isiliye is måmlé mein Musalmān mardon (?) sé mujhé koī hamdardi nahīn thī.
Sālé jān boojh kar nāmard bane hué thé, aur nāmardānagī ko hī åén itāåt-e- Sharīåt-e-Islami samajhté thé.
Allah ki phaŧkār thī yeh un tamām Musalmān mardon (?) par, jo unkī kħilāf-e-Islam firqāparast ħarkaton ki saza ké taur par nāzil ho rahī thī.
Pakistan unhone yeh sochkar banāyā thā ki is taraħ voh apnī Musalmān lađkiyon aur Musalmān åuraton ko Hinduon ki god mein jāné sé bachā lenge.
Lékin Pakistani Musalmān lađkiyon aur Pakistani Musalmān åuraton kā Pakistan sé hī Hindu purushon sé lagātār aagé bađh bađh kar sampark banānā spashŧ pramāñit kar rahā thā ki Allah ké is åzāb sé bach sakna Musalmān mardon (?) ké liyé sarvathā nāmumkin thā.
Allah kā doosrā qānoon, jise Musalmān mard (?)Allah kā qānoon tak mānné ké liyé taiyar nahīn thé, is måmlé mein apna kaam lagātār kar raha thā.
Us ke båd main din bhar Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ko check kartā rahā.
Usne aesī koī ħarkat nahīn kī, jissé yah pramāñit ho pātā ki méré nahāté vaqt keyhole sé darħaqīqat voh hī jhānk rahī thī andar, méré unique Uncut Hindu Lund kā dīdār-e-mubārak kar sakné ké liyé.
Aesī ħarkatén vastutah Musalmān ħasīnāyén kartī hī rahtī thīn haméshā.
Yah koī naī bāt nahīn thī méré liyé.
Musalmān ħasīnāon ki in ħarkaton kā ab main abhyast ho chukā thā.
Unmein sé har koī mujhse chudvānā chahti thī.
Mérī samasyā yah thī ki main chāhtā to bhī in tamām Musalmān ħasīnāon ko nahīn chod saktā thā.
Unkī tådād karođon mein thī.
Main ék akela Hindu kaise chod saktā thā in tamām karođon Musalmān ħasīnāon ko?
Sanyog se do teen din båd hi karwaa choth ka vrat tha.
Mérī bāqāådā mankūħā bīvī, Saiyadā Fātimah PhD, Musalmān hoté hué bhī méré liyé Karwā Chauth kā vrat rakha kartī thī, kyonki main Hindu thā.
Kħadeejah Muħammad ki haalat aisi thi ki wo vrat nahīn rakh saktī thi.
Uskī jagah Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne, apnī nanad ki taraf sé, vrat rakha.
Is vrat mein din bhar bhookha rahna pađtā tha.
Chaand ko dekhkar hi apna vrat tođā jātā thā.
Uttaree aur madhý Bharat me is vrat ka bađā mahatv tha.
Khas kar punjaab mein to åuraten din mein paani tak nahīn peetee thīn.
Mérī Musalmān åuraton ne is vrat mein ék nai rasm yah jođ di thī ki voh Panjvaqtā namāz ada kiyā kartī thīn, din bhar roza rakhtī thīn aur bina mérā Uncut Hindu Lund choose aur apnī Musalmān Choot par mérā Hindu chumban ħāsil kiyé, apna vrat tođtī hī nahīn thīn.
Aisi maanayata hai ki Karwa Chauth ka vrat rakhne se aur Uncut Hindu Lund ka paani peene se pahla baccha beta hi paida hota hai, aur us raat Uncut Hindu Lund sé chudvāné sé bhī haméshā beta hī paida hotā hai, chahe voh pahla ho, yā anékonvān.
Mérī kuchh Musalmān åuraton ne apnī kuchh aesī Musalmān sahéliyon ko yeh vrat rakhvākar mujhse chudvāyā thā, jinke bāré mein medical science yah faislā de chukī thī ki voh kabhī beta paida nahīn kar saktīn, keval bétiyān hī paida kar saktī hain.
Chamatkār huā thā har bār.
Unko mujhse beta mila thā har bār.
Anékon Musalmān ab beton ké liyé jān boojh kar apnī Musalmān bīviyān bétiyān aur bahnén is taraħ vrat rakhwakar mujhse chudvāné lag gaye thé.
Maine méré aésé Musalmān doston ko samjhāyā thā,
“Dékho, ismein is vrat kā koī kamāl nahīn hai. Méré Hindu Vīrý sé keval bété hī paida ho sakté hain, bétiyān nahīn. Méré andar X chromosome hain hī nahīn.”
Koī mérī bāt sunné ké liyé taiyār nahīn thā.
Unkī Musalmān bīviyān, bahnén, aur bahoo-bétiyān jān boojhkar unko béwaqoof banāyā kartī thīn, aur voh banté thé.
Voh ise apnī Musalmān bīviyon, bahnon aur bahoo betiyon ké rozon, aur unkī Panjvaqtā namāzon kā kamāl mānté thé, unké mujhse chudvāné aur garbhvatī honé kā nahīn.
There was no fool like a religious fool.
Aésé Musalmānon kā kahna thā,
“Allah måālūm yah kahaan tak sach hai lékin jis ħisāb se Punjaab mein aur Hinduon mein lađké zyādah paida hoté hain, is baat mein dum zaroor lagta hai.
Ék kħās baat to batana hi bhool gaya.
Kħadeejah Muħammad bhale hi un dinon apnī Musalmān gānđ na maarane deti ho, par mérā Uncut Hindu Lund choosne mein voh koi kotaahi nahīn karti thi.
Aur mera Hindu Vīrý to jaise uske liye amr’t hai.
Wo kahti hai ki mera Hindu Vīrý peene se meri ůmr bađhtī hai aur use shahad ke saaath chaatne ya peene se åuraton ki aankhon ki roshni badhti hai.
Vaise to ye goli bhi voh jān boojh kar har Muslimah ko pilaayā karti thi.
Voh nahīn chāhtī thī ki koī bhī Muslimah kisī Musalmān mard (?) sé kisī tarah kā sexual relation rakhe.
Iské liyé voh taraħ taraħ ki theories raat din devise kartī rahti thī.
Karwaa choth ki raat chaand dekhne ke båd Kħadeejah Muħammad mera Uncut Hindu Lund choosti thī aur poora paani peekar hi apna vrat tođtī thī.
Koi raat ke 9.30 ya 10-baje ke aaspass main chhat par tahalne gaya.
Poorv disha mein chaand ne apni laali kab ki bikherani shuroo kar di thī.
Neeche peđ paudhon aur makaanon ke kārañ pata hi nahīn chala.
Main jaldi se seeđhiyon se neeche aaya.
Kħadeejah Muħammad to oopar jaa nahīn sakti thī.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ek thaali mein kuchh phool roli Karwa (mitti ka bana chhota sa lotaa) chaawal shahad mithai aadi rakh kar méré saath oopar aa gai.
Hamaaré ghar ki chhat par ek chhota sa store bana hai uske peechhe jaakar chaand dekha jaa sakta tha.
Hum dono uske peeche chale gaye. Agar koi seeđhiyon se aa bhee jaaye to kuchh dikhaai nahīn pađtā.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne chhalani ke andar se chaand ko dekhakar use karawe (mitti ka chhota bartan) se paani arpit kiya aur phir khađi khađi apni jagah par do baar ghoom gai.
Is dauraan uska pair thođā sa dagmagaaya aur uske Musalmān Koolhé méré lower me khade 10” ke Uncut Hindu Lund se takara gaye.
Maine andar cunderwear nahīn pahanee thee.
Usne ek baar meri ore dekha par boli kuchh nahīn.
Usne chaand ki taraf munh karke apné donon haath duā mein uthā diye aur apni mannat maangni shuroo ki:
“Yā Allah méré shauhar ki ůmr lambi ho unki sehat theek rahé.” Phir thođī dheemi aawaz mein aage bolī, “aur unka wo sada khađā aur ras bhara rahé.”
Main “wo” ka naam sunkar chonka. Maine janata tha ‘wo’ kya hota hai par maine Suraiyā Ibrāhīm se poochh hi liyā,
“Bhābhījān ! Wo kya huā?”
“Dhatt…”wo itana zor se sharmaai jaise 16 saal ki dulhan ho.
“Please bataao na Bhābhījān ! ‘wo’ kya ?”
“Nahīn, mujhe sharam aati hai.”
“Please Bhābhījān bataao na.”
“Kya Kħadeejah Muħammad ne nahīn bataaya?”
“Nahīn to”
“Itane bhole to aap aur Kħadeejah Muħammad nahīn lagate.”
“Sach Bhābhījān wo.. To wo to… mera matalab hai…” mera to gala hi sookhne laga aur mera Uncut Hindu Lund to pahale se hi 120 digree par khađā thā. Patthar ki tarah kađa ho gaya.
“Main sab janti hūn méré Uncut Hindu Lundoiji… mujhe itnī måsoom bhi mat samajho.” aur usne méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko pakađ kar ek pyaari si chapat laga di.
“Hāýé Allah! Ye to bađā badmåsh hai.” wo hansate hue bolī.
Ab båqī kya bachaa rah gaya thā?
Maine use apni baahon me bhar liya.
Wo bhi mujh se chipat gai.
Maine apne jalate hue Hindu honth uske surkħ dahak rahé Saůūdī Årab Musalmān honthon par rakh diye.
Ufff…. Gulaab ki pankhudion jaise narm mulaayam Saůūdī Årab Musalmān honth. Eīshāno Vishvvédsah! Ã’kku¨ foÜoosnl%! Main kitnī der unka ras choosta raha.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne lower ke oopar se hi mera Uncut Hindu Lund pakađ rakha tha aur dheere dheere sahala rahi thi.
Maine bhi ek haath se uski saađi ke oopar se hi uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot sahalaani shuroo kar di.
Shaayad Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne panty nahīn pahni thi.
Uski jhaanton ko main achchhii tarah mahashoos kar raha tha.
Koi 5 minute ke båd ek jhatke ke saath wo apne ghutanon ke bal baith gai aur méré lower ko neeche khiska kar méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko baahar nikal liya.
Mera Uncut Hindu Lund to pichhale 2 mahino se pyaasa thā uské liye.
Usne bina koi deri kiye mera Uncut Hindu Lund ek hi jhatke me apne munh me aise le liya jaise koi billi kisi murge ki gardan pakađ leti hai.
Main uska sir sahala raha tha.
Eīshāno Vishvvédsah! Ã’kku¨ foÜoosnl%! wo din bhar ki pyaasi thi ya kai barson ki.
Uski choosne ki lazzat se main to nihaal hi ho gaya.
Kya kamaal ka Uncut Hindu Lund choosti hai.
Haalaanki Kħadeejah Muħammad ko maine mérā Uncut Hindu Lund choosne ki poori training di hai par Suraiyā Ibrāhīm jis tareeqe se mera Uncut Hindu Lund choos rahi thi main daawe ke saath kah sakta hūn ki agar koi competition karwaa liya jaaye to Suraiyā Ibrāhīm avval numbar aayegi.
Wo kabhi méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko poora munh me le létī, kabhi baahar nikaal kar chaatti, kabhi supaade ko hi munh me lekar choosti, kabhi uspar apne daant se hole se kaat leti.
Main to bas aahh… oiii…. Ohh… yaa…. Hi karta jaa raha tha.
Koi 15-20 minute ho gaye the.
Main svarg such bhog rahā thā.
Eīshān meharbān, to Hindu pahalvān.
Poore ék ghante tak vaheen usi taraħ mérā Uncut Hindu Lund choosa Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne.
Kħadeejah Muħammad ké båd mujhé mérī bāqāådā mankūħā bīvī Saiyadā Fātimah PhD par bhī bahut nāz thā ki voh mérā Uncut Hindu Lund ghazab kā choosti hai.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne aaj un donon ko shikasht de di thī.
Mérī neeyat poorī taraħ kharab ho gaī.
Yeh bemisal heerā to mujhé méré liyé chāhiyé thā.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm Oral Sex Queen thī.
Yah méré saalé Ålī ki god mein kyā kar rahī thī?
Maine man hī man dr’đh nishchaý kiyā.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ab vāpas nahīn jāyegi Ålī ké saath.
Yeh anmol heerā ab haméshā méré paas rahega, aur mérā Uncut Hindu Lund roz isi tarah choos choos kar mujhé svarg such dégā.
‘Agar phirdaus barroo-e-zameen ast,
Hameen asto, hameen asto, hameen ast.’
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ké ħaseen,Extra Ordinary Beautiful , Saůūdī Årab Musalmān munh ké andar thā mérā svarg.
Maine doosrā nishchaý kiyā,
‘Main Suraiyā Ibrāhīm sé request karoonga ki voh oral sex ké måmlé mein mérī doosrī Musalmān åuraton ki trainer bané.’
‘Zindagī par sabka ék sa haq hai,
Sab taslīm karéngé.
Sārī kħushiyān sāré dard barābar
ham taqseem karéngé.’
Ék ghantā.
Do ghanté.
Teen ghanté.
Mujhé pata hī nahīn chala, kaise guzar gayé yeh teen ghanté.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm bhī kadāchit tul gaī thī apnī best performance déné par.
Voh bhī kadāchit faislā kar chukī thī dil hī dil mein ki voh mujhé aaj jeet kar hī rahegi.
Aur jeet chukī thī Suraiyā Ibrāhīm aaj mujhé.
Ab mujhe lagane laga ki main jhađné ke qareeb hūn.
Maine use ishaara kiya main jaane waala hūn.
Usne bhi ishAré! se kaha,
“Koi baat nahīn.”
Maine Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ka sir zor se pakađ liya aur apne Uncut Hindu Lund ko uske munh me aage peechhe karne lagā.
Jaise uska munh na hokar Musalmān Choot ya Musalmān gānđ ho.
Aur phir ek do teen chaar paanch….. Kai fawwāré aur pichkaariyan méré Uncut Hindu Lund ne danaadan chhođ dīn.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm to jaise nihaal hi ho gayi us amr’t ko pee kar.
Uska vrat toot gaya tha.
Usne ek chatkħārā lekar kaha,
“Wāh! mazaa aa gaya méré land deoji. Nihaal ho gaī main āpkā yeh mazboottareen Uncut Hindu Lund chooskar. Ålī to do minute mein hī kħalās ho jātā hai méré munh mein. Aaj jee bharkar choos pāī main koī Uncut Hindu Lund. Mujhe itna maza aata hai Uncut Hindu Lund choosné mein ki tum uskā tasavvur tak nahīn kar sakté. Main tumhārā yeh Uncut Hindu Lund mérī poorī zindagī bhar choos saktī hoon isī taraħ baghair thaké, ekdum taro tāzā. ”
“Tathāstu, Meri Jān!”
“Kyā matlab?” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm achkachākar bolī.
“Kuchh nahīn. Samajh lo, aaj sé, isī vaqt sé, mérā yah Uncut Hindu Lund téré is ħaseen-o-jameel Saůūdī Årab Musalmān munh kā huā.”
“Kyā kah rahé ho, Meri Jān! Vådā nibhā sakoge?” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne avishvās bharī nigāhon sé mérī ore dékhā.
“Promise breaker shoe maker.”maine muskurate hué Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān choochiyān pyār sé dabā dīn.
Maine ek jhatke mein Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki saađi aur petticoat oopar kar diya.
Wow…. Chaand ki dheemi roshani mein bhi uski kaale kaale baalon se dhaki makhmali Musalmān Choot dekhne layaq thi. Haalaanki uski Musalmān Choot par bahut saare jhaant the lambe lambe par usme chupi huī mote mote honthon waali Musalmān Choot saaf dekhee ja sakti thi.
Jaise kisi guldaste mein saja hua ek khila gulaab surkh laal.
Uski Musalmān Choot par uge lambe lambe jhaant dekh kar mujhe ‘Paakeejah’ film ka wo dailog yaad aa gayā,
“Aapki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot par ugee kaalee lambee ghanee reshamee jhaanten. Dekhiye, inhe kaatiyega nahīn. Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot be-parada ho jaayegee.”
Maine tađ se ek chumban uspar jađ diya aur uske honth apne munh me lekar choomne laga.
Andar waale honth titali ki pankhudion ki tarah koi 3 inch lambe to zaroor honge. Aise honth bahut bađī Chudakkađ Musalmān åuraton ke hoté hain.
Mujhe laga Suraiyā Ibrāhīm bhi ek number ki Chudakkađ hai.
Saale Ålī ne use dhang se choda ho ya nahīn par in Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ki faankon ko kamaal ka choosa hoga tabhi to itnī bađī ho gai hain.
To hamaaré saalé miyān, Ålī, apnī ħaseen Musalmān bīvī ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot chaatne ké shuqeen hain, usko chodné ké nahīn?
Tab to voh āsānī sé mérā yeh proposal qabool farmā sakté hain ki main unkī Bīvī ko chodā karūngā aur voh apnī bīvī ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot chaata karéngé.
Main aésé béshumār Musalmānon sé parichit thā, jo apnī ħaseen Musalmān bīviyon ki Musalmān Chooton aur Musalmān gānđon ké bémisāl ħusn ké aésé dīvāné thé, ki voh unhen chodné kā nahīn, chaatne kā shauq rakhte the.
Aésé taqareeban tamām Musalmānon sé mérā yeh secret samjhautā ho chukā thā ki main unkī ħaseen Musalmān bīviyon ko chodā karūngā, unkī dilkash ħaseen Musalmān gānđén mārā karūngā, aur voh unhen chaat chaat kar saaf kiyā karéngé, taki unké bémisāl ħusn ki poorī poorī dekhbhāl bhī voh karté rah saken aur main unhen chodkar unkī tājposhī bhī kar sakoon.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot dekhte hī mujhé poora yaqeen ho gayā thā ki aesā hī koī secret samjhautā mérā Ålī ké sāth bhī der saver hué vina nahīn rah saktā thā.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ki condition hī cheekħ cheekħ kar yeh kah rahī thī ki usko chaata aur choosa to ħad sé zyādah gayā hai, kintu chodā taqreeban nahīn ké barabar gya hai.
Ålī Musalmān Choot ké ħusn kā rasiyā thā, chodné kā nahīn.
Aur anal sex Sharīåt-e-Islami mein ħarām thā.
Yeh lazzat Musalmān lađkiyān aur Musalmān åuraten isiliye Hinduon sé ħāsil karné ké liyé marī jātī thīn.
“Bas ab chalo. Båqī båd mein. nahīn to Kħadeejah Muħammad tumhaari jaan nikaal degi méré pyāre nandoiji aAré! nahīn landoiji…” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne hanste hue kaha.
Main muskurākar uské sāth neeche aaa gaya.
Neeche Kħadeejah Muħammad mera intazaar hi kar rahi thi.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm rasoi me khaana lene chali gai thi Jaanbujhkar hamen akela chhođ kar.
Main kisi pyaase bhanware ki tarah Kħadeejah Muħammad se lipat gaya.
Mujhe pata tha wo mujhe apnī Musalmān Choot to hargiz nahīn choomne degi.
Aur is haalat mein mera Uncut Hindu Lund wo kaise choosti?
Usne méré Uncut Hindu Lund kā ek chumban lower ke oopar se hī zaroor le liya..
Aisee position mein to mera Uncut Hindu Lund kutubminaar ban jaata thā.
Aaj bhī ŧhanŧhanā uthā.
Kħadeejah Muħammad kewal Allah se mannat maang rahi thī,
“Méré Durgesh ki ůmr lambi ho. Unka swaasthý haméshā theek rahe aur unka ‘wo’ méré liyé sada khađā aur ras se bhara rahé.”
Main muskuraaye bina nahīn rah saka.
Maine uske gaalon par ek chumban le liya aur usne bhi haule se mujhe choom liya. Phir maine karawe ke paani mein shahad milaaya aur ek ghoont paani use pilaya.
Uska vrat toot gayā.
Doosre din Kħadeejah Muħammad ko hospital bharti karwaana pađ hi gaya.
Hospital me pahale se hi saari baat kar rakhi thi.
Doctor ne bataaya ki aaj raat me deliveri ho sakti hai.
Jab maine raat me uske paas sone ki baat kahi to doctor ne bataaya,
“Raat mein kisi ke sone ki koi zaroorat nahīn hai. Aap chinta na karén. Raat mein inke paas do narsen saari raat rahengi. Koi zaroorat hui to hum dekh lenge.”
Andar se main bhi to yahi chahta tha.
Main aur Suraiyā Ibrāhīm donon car se ghar waapas aa gaye.
Jab hum ghar pahunche to raat ke koi 10.30 baj chuke the.
Raaste me siva ek chumban ke usne kuchh nahīn karne diya.
In Musalmān åuraton ko pata nahīn mardon ko sataane mein kya maza aata hai.
Bedroom ke baahar to saali putthe par haath hi nahīn dharne detīn.
Khaana hamne ek hotal mein hi khaa liya thā.
vaise bhi is khaane me hame koi zyādah dilchaspi nahīn thi.
Hum to asali khana khaane ke liye beqarar the.
Aag dono taraf lagi thi.
Ghar pahunchate hi Kħadeejah Muħammad bathroom me ghus gai aur main bedroom me baitha uska intazaar kar raha tha.
Maine apna lower khol kar neeche sarka diya thā.
Mérā 10” ka Uncut Hindu Lund bahar aa kar challenge kar rahā thā tamām kāynāt-e-kul ki har Musalmān Choot ko.
Lalkār rahā thā ki aa jao, sāliyo! Maidān mein.
Koi aadhe paun ghante ke båd ek jheenee si nighty pahane Suraiyā Ibrāhīm bathroom se nikali.
Jaise koi modal ramp par catwalk karti hui koolhe matakati hui wo méré saamne khađī ho gai.
Uff Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā!…
Kya qayamat ka jism thā.
Gora rang geele baal thartharaate hue Saůūdī Årab Musalmān surkħ honth.
Mote mote boobs patali si kamar aur mote mote Saůūdī Årab Musalmān koolhé.
Bilkul Katrina Kaif jaisi.
Kaali paardarshi nighty me jhaankati makhmali jaanghon ke beech uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot dekh kar main to mantrmugdh sa use dekhta hi rah gaya.
Méré to hosh-o-hawaas hi jaise gum ho gaye.
“Kahaan kho gaye méré Uncut Hindu Lundoiji?”
Maine ek hi jhatke me use baahon me bharkar bed par patakħ diya aur tađā tađ ek saath kai chumban uske honthon par, gaalon par jađ diye.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm méré honthon ko apne munh me lekar choosne lagi.
Maine nighty ke oopar se hi uski Musalmān Choot ke oopar haath phariñe laga.
“Oh.. Durgesh! Meri Jān! Méré Hindu Piyā! Thođā thahro apne kapđé to utaar do.” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm bolī.
“Aaan? Haan!” Maine apni taango me phanse lower ko door phenk kar kurta aur baniyaan bhi utar diya.
Aur Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki nighty bhi ek hi jhatke me nikaal bahar ki.
Ab bed par hum dono madarjaat nange the.
Uska gora Saůūdī Årab Musalmān jism tubelight ki roshani mein chamak raha tha. Maine dekha uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot par jhaanton ka naam-o-Nishaatan bhi nahīn tha.
Ab main samajha usko bathroom me itnī der kyon lagi thi.
Saali jhaant kaat kar poori tayyaari ke saath aai hai.
Jhaant katane ke båd uski Musalmān Choot to ek dum gori chatt lag rahi thi.
Bilkul laal.
Haan uski daraar zaroor kaali thi. Zyādah Musalmān Choot chuswaane se aisa hota hai.
Aur Suraiyā Ibrāhīm to is måmlé mein maahir lagati thee.
Aisi Musalmān åuraton ki chudāī se pahale unkī Musalmān Choot chuswaane ki koi zaroorat nahīn hotī.
sidhé keel thonk deni chaahiye.
Mera Uncut Hindu Lund bhi pichhale do mahine se isi Musalmān Choot ya Musalmān gānđ ke liye taras raha tha.
Aur jaisa ki mujhe båd me Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne hi bataya tha ki Al Riyāz se yahan aate samay raat ko sirf ek baar hi Ålī ne use choda tha aur wo bhi bas koi 4-5 minute.
Wo to jaise méré Uncut Hindu Lund ke liye tađap hi rahi thi.
Aisi haalat me kaun chooma chaati me time barbåd karna chaahega?
Maine apna Uncut Hindu Lund uski Musalmān Choot ke muhaane par rakh kar ek zor ka dhakka mara.
Gachch ki aawaaz ke saath mera adha Uncut Hindu Lund uski narm makkhan si Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein ghus gaya.
Do teen dhakkon mein hi mera proora Uncut Hindu Lund jađ tak uski Musalmān Choot me sama gaya.
Poora Uncut Hindu Lund andar jaate hi usne bhi neeche se dhakke lagaane shuroo kar diye jaise wo bhi sadion ki pyaasi ho. Musalmān Choot koi zyādah tight nahīn lag rahi thee par jis andaz me wo apni Musalmān Choot ko andar se bheench aur kas rahi thee mera Uncut Hindu Lund to nihaal hota ja raha thā.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki Musalmān Choot bhi bilkul shahad ki katori hi to thee.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne ab meri kamar ke dono ore apni taangen kas kar lapet leen. Main zor zor se dhakke lagaane laga.
Koi 4-5 minut ki dhamaakedaar chudāī ke båd maine uski Musalmān gānđ ke neeche do takiye lag diye.
Usne bhi apni taangen utha kar ghutanon ko chhati se laga liya.
5-7 minute ki chudāī ke båd usne jab apne pair neeche kiye to mera dhyaan uske honthon par gaya.
Uske ooparwaale honth par daayi taraf ek til bana hua tha.
Aisi Musalmān åuraten apni Musalmān gānđ marwaane ki bhi bađī shauqeen hotī hain.
Maine uske Saůūdī Årab Musalmān honth apne Hindu munh me le liye aur choosna shurooo kar diya.
Wo oh… aahh.. Uiii kar rahi thi.
Main ek haath se uske gol gol Saůūdī Årab Musalmān santaroon ko masal raha thā. aur doosare haath se uski mast Musalmān gānđ sahla raha tha.
Usne ek zor kā sitkaar kiyā aur mujhe apni baahon me jakađ liya.
Uska paani nakal gaya tha.
Ab uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot se fachh fachh ki aawaaz aani shuroo ho gai thi. Oiii Allah… main to gaī ….kah kar wo nidhaal si pađ gaī aur aankhen band kar ke sust pađ gaī.
Ab mera dhyaan uske mote mote urojon par gaya.
Kandhaari aanar jaise mote mote do Saůūdī Årab Musalmān raskoop méré saamne tane khađé the.
Uska aerola koi 2-2.5 inch to zaroor hoga.
Chaman ke angooron jaise nipples to sinduri rang ke the aur ghazab dha rahe the.
Sālā béwaqoof Ålī, itni ħaseen Musalmān åurat ko chodtā nhin thā.
Sirf iski Musalmān Choot aur Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ chaattā thā.
Bewqoofon ki kami nahīn hai Ghalib jahan mein, ék dhoondho hazar milte hain.
Maine ek angur chutki me le liya aur masalne laga.
Wo phir sīitkār karne lagi.
Uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ne ek baar phir sankochan kiya to maine bhi ek zordaar dhakka laga diya.
“Oiii Allaaaah…..” Uske munh se nikal pađā.
“Aahh….. Aur zor se chodo mujhé. Main barson ki pyaasi hoon. Wo Ålī ka baccha to ek dum Chaatoo Miyān aur Choosoo Miyān hai. Ah… uuiiii… shaabas or zor se Durgesh! aahh… yaaaaaaaaaaaaa……. Mai to mar gai…. Oiii…” wo wk baar phir jhađ gaī.
Yah dhuāndhār chudāī poore dus ghante chalti rahī isī taraħ.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm mujhé pāgalon ki taraħ choom aur chaat rahī thī.
Mastiyon mein kaat bhī rahī thī voh mujhé daanton sé,
“Aah, chodo Meri Jān! Aaj zindagī mein pahli martabā Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki aesī jamkar chudāī ho rahī hai. Aré! Shab-e-urosi manā rahé ho méré sāth kyā, méré Hindu Landoīji?”
Antatah Maine bhī barasne kā nirñaý le liyā.
Kab tak thaharta?
Mujhe bhi lagane lagā ki ab rokna nahīn chāhiyé.
Maine kaha,
“Shahad raani! Main bhi jhađne waala hūn.”
to wo bolī,
“Ek minute ruko.”
Usne mujhe pare dhakela aur jhat se doggy style mein ho gai aur bolī, “peechhe se daalo na! please! jaldi karo.”
Maine uski kamar pakdi aur apna fanfanata Uncut Hindu Lund uski Musalmān Choot me ek hi dhakke gachh se poora thonk diya. Dhakka itna zor ka tha ki uski ghuti ghuti si ek cheekħ hi nikal gai.
Uske gol gol Saůūdī Årab Musalmān uroj neeche pake aam ki tarah jhoomne lage.
wo sīitkār kiye ja rahe thi.
Usne apna munh takiye par rakh diya aur méré Hindu dhakkon ke saath apnī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān taal milaane lagi.
Uski gori gori Musalmān gānđ ka gulābī Soorākħ khul aur band ho raha tha.
Maine ek final dhakka aur lagaya aur uske saath hi pichhale dus ghanton se ubalata laawa foot pađā.
Koi adha katori Hindu Vīrý to zaroor nikala hoga.
Méré Hindu Vīrý se uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot labalab bhar gai.
Ab wo dheere dheere pet ke bal let gai aur main bhi uske oopar hi let gaya.
Uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ka ras aur mera Hindu Vīrý tap tap nikalata hua chādar ko bhigota chala gaya.
Koi 10 minute tak hum aise hi pađé rahe.
Phir maine use god me uthaaya aur bathroom me chala aaya.
Saaf safai karke hum waapas bed par aa gaye.
Wo meri god me sir rakhkar let gai. Maine uske boobs ko masalnā chaalū kar diya.
Maine poochhā,
“Kyon shahad raani? Kaisee lagi chudāī?”
“ah… Zindagī mein pahli martabā aisa maza aaya hai. Kħadeejah Muħammad sach batati hai tum ek numbar ke Chudakkađ ho. Saare kas bal nikaal dete ho. Agar koi kanwaari Musalmān Choot tumhe mil jaaye to tum to ek raat mein hi uska kachoomar nikaal doge.” aur usne méré soye Hindu sher ko choom liya.
“Kyon? Ålī aisee chudāī nahīn kartā kya?”
“Are! Chhođo unki bāt. Wo to mahine me ek do baar kar le wo hi ghanimat samjho.”
“Par aapki Musalmān Choot dekh kar to aisa lagta hai jaise aap ki khoob ragadaai chāhtī hain aap.”
“Are baba! wo sirf tum kar sakté ho. Musalmān apnī nāmardānagī chhupā sakné ké liyé Sharīåt-e-Islami ki aađ liyā karté hain. Lékin darħaqīqat voh nāmard hī hoté hain.”
“Nonsense! I can’t believe you.”
“Aré! Lākhon Musalmān lađkiyān aur lākhon Musalmān åuraten kħud chod chuke ho. Karođon line mein lagi hain ki kab tum unko bhī chod kar unkī qismat sanvār do. Phir bhī in nāmardon ki vaqālat kar rahé ho? Aré! Un nāmardon mein koī dam hotā to hum sab Musalmān lađkiyān aur Musalmān åuraten tum sé kyon chudvātīn?”
Main muskura diyā.
Voh phir bolī,
“Jab se unka accident hua hai wo to kisi kaam ke hi nahīn rahe. Main to tađapti rah jaati hūn.”
“Ab tađapne ki kya zaroorat hai?”
“Haan haan 15-20 din to maze hi maze hain. phir….” Wo udaas si ho gaī.
“aap chinta mat karén. Main 15-20 dinon mein hi aapki saari kami door kar doonga aur aapki size bhi 36-28-34 se 36-28-36 ya 38 kar doonga.” Maine uske Saůūdī Årab Musalmān koolhon par haath pherte hue kaha to usne méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko munh me lekar choosna chaalu kar diya.
Maine kaha,
“Aise nahīn. Main chit let jaata hūn. méré pairon ki ore munh karke apni taangen méré baghal me kar lo.”
Ab main chit let gaya aur Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne apne pair méré sir ke donon ore karke apni Musalmān Choot méré munh se sata di.
Uski phooli hui Musalmān Choot ki daraar ki koi 4-5 inch se kam nahīn thi.
Uski Musalmān Choot to kisi bade se aam ki guthali ras me dubee hui see lag rahi thee.
Aur teent to kismis ke daane jitana bađā bilkul surkh laal anaar ke daane ki tarah.
Baahari honth santare ki faankon ki tarah mote mote.
Andar ke honth deshi murge ki latakati hui kalagi ki tarah koi 3 inch lambe to zaroor honge.
Saale Ålī ne inko choos choos kar is shāndār Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ka bhosađa hi bana kar rakh diya tha.
Aur ab saala kisi laayaq nahīn raha to mujhe chodné ko mili hai.
uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ ke Soorākħ ko dekhkar to main apne hosh hi kho baitha.
Ek chavanni ke sikke se thođā sa bađā gulābī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Soorākħ.
Ek dum tight.
Baahar koi kala ghera nahīn.
Musalmān gānđ marwaane waali Musalmān åuraton ki Musalmān gānđ ke Soorākħ ke chaaron aur ek gol kala ghera sa ban jata hai par shahad raani Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki kori Musalmān gānđ dekhkar mujhe ħairānī huī.
Kya waaqai ye abhi tak kori hi hai? Main yeh soch kar hi romanch se bhar gaya. Wo mera Uncut Hindu Lund choose jaa rahi thi.
Achaanak uski aawaz méré kanon mein pađī,
“Aré! Uncut Hindu Lundoiji kya huā?”
“aan…?… haan. “ main to uski Musalmān gānđ ka kunwaara cheed dekhkar sab kuchh bhool sa gaya tha.
wo sīitkār karne lagi aur mera Uncut Hindu Lund phir choosne lagi.
Uski Musalmān gānđ ka Soorākħ ab khul aur band hone laga tha.
Usme se kħushboodaar cream jaisi mahak se mera snaayu tantra bhar utha.
Matlab voh har taraħ sé taiyār ho kar aaī thī apné aapko mujhé saunpne aur mjhe rijhāné.
Ahānak usne ek zor ki qilqaari maari aur dhadaam se side me gir pađee.
Uski aankhen band thīn.
Uski saansen tezj chal rahi thīn.
“kya hua meri shahad raani?”
Wo bina kuchh bole oopar uchhal kar méré oopar baith gai aur apne honth méré honthon par laga diye.
Uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot theek méré Uncut Hindu Lund ke oopar thi.
Main abhi apna Uncut Hindu Lund uski Musalmān Choot mein daalane ki soch hi raha tha ki wo kuchh oopar uthi, méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko pakađ kar apni Musalmān gānđ ke Soorākħ par laga diyā, aur zor lagaate hue neeche baith gaī.
Mera aadha Uncut Hindu Lund uski narm naazuk kori Musalmān gānđ mein dhans gaya.
Uske munh se ek halki si cheekħ nikal gai.
Wo tharthar kaampne see lagi.
uski aankhon se aansu nikal aaye.
Wo méré oopar let si gai.
Mera aadha Uncut Hindu Lund uski Musalmān gānđ mein phansa tha.
3-4 minut ke båd jab uska dard kuchh kam hua to usne apni Musalmān gānđ ko kuchh sikođā.
Mujhe laga jaise kisi me méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko aise daboch liya hai jaise koi billi kisi qāboo tar ki gardan pakađ kar bheench deti hai.
Mujhe laga jaise méré Uncut Hindu Lund ka supađā aur aage ka bhaag phool gaya.
Maine use thođā sa baahar nikalna chaaha par wo to jaise phans hi gaya tha.
Musalmān gānđ raani ki yahi to mahima hai. Musalmān Choot mein Uncut Hindu Lund aasani se andar bahaar aa jaa sakta hai par agar Musalmān gānđ me Uncut Hindu Lund ek baar jaane ke båd usse Musalmān gānđ dwaara kutiya ki tarah kas liya jaaye to phir supađa phool jaata hai aur phir jab tak paani nahīn chhođ deta wo baahar nahīn nikal sakta.
Ab haalat yeh thi ki main dhakke to lag sakta tha par poora Uncut Hindu Lund baahar nahīn nikaal sakta tha.
Aadhe Uncut Hindu Lund ko hi baahar nikaala ja sakta tha.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne peechhe ki ore ek dhakka aur lagaya aur mera baaqī ka Uncut Hindu Lund bhi uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ mein sama gaya.
Wo dheere dheere dhakka lagā rahi thi aur moan bhi kar rahi thi.
“Oh… uii… ahh. Yaaa… oiiiiii… Allaaaah….”
Uski kori naazuk makhmali Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ ka ahsaas mujhe mast kiye ja raha tha.
Kai dino ke båd aisi mast Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ mili thi.
Itnī mast Musalmān gānđ saala Ålī chootia kaise nahīn maarta mujhe taajjub hai.
Sharīåt-e-Islami!
Sharīåt-e-Islami!
Mujhe dhakke lagaane mein kuchh pareshaani ho rahi thi.
Maine Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ko kaha,
“darling, aise maza nahīn aayega. Tum doggy style me ho jaaao, to kuchh baat bane.”
Bina Uncut Hindu Lund nikaale ye sambhav nahīn tha. Aur Uncut Hindu Lund to aisā phansa hua tha jaise kisi kutia ne Uncut Hindu Lund andar daboch rakha tha.
Usne dheere se apni ek taang uthai aur méré pairon ki ore ghoom gai.
Ab wo méré pairon ke beech mein baithi thi.
Mera poora Uncut Hindu Lund uski Musalmān gānđ mein phansa tha.
Bađī mushkil se main khađā ho paaya aur use doggy style me kiya.
Ab to hum dono hi saataven aasman par the.
Maine dheere dheere uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ maarni chaaloo kar di.
Aah…. Asali maza to ab aa raha tha. Mera adha Uncut Hindu Lund baahar nikalata aur phir gachch se uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ mein chala jata.
Mujhe laga jaise andar koi rasdaar chiknaai bhari pađī hai.
Jab maine usse poochhāa to usne bataya ki wo jab apnee jhaant kat rahi thī tabhi usne apnī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ marwaane ka bhi soch liya tha.
Aur béħad shāndār kħushboodār imported cream ki poori tube usne apni Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ mein nichod li thi. Ab meri samajh me aaya ki itnī aasani se mera Uncut Hindu Lund kaise uskī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ mein ghus gaya tha.
Pata nahīn saali ne kahaan se training li hai.
“Bhābhījān ! ye baatenn aap Kħadeejah Muħammad ko kyon nahīn samajhātīn?”
“mujhe pata hai wo tumhen apnī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ nahīn maarne deti aur tum usse naarazj rahte ho.”
“aapko kaise pata?”
“Kħadeejah Muħammad ne mujhe sab bata diya hai. Voh nanad hai mérī. Lekin tum fikr mat karo. Bachcha hone ke båd jab Musalmān Choot fuddi ban jaati hai tab Hindu pati ko Musalmān Choot me zyādah maza nahīn aata. tab uski saheli hi kaam aati hai, nahīn to Hindu mard kahin aur doosri jagah munh maarna chaloo kar deta hai. Isi liye wo apnī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ nahīn maarne de rahi thi. Ab tumhara rasta saaf ho gaya hai. Bas ek mahine ke båd uski kunwaari Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ ke saath suhaagraat mana lena.” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm hanste hue bolī.
“Saali Kħadeejah Muħammad ki bachchhii!” méré munh se dheere se nikala.
Eīshāno Vishvvédsah! Ã’kku¨ foÜoosnl%! Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne suna ya nahīn.
wo to méré dhakkon ke saath dhakka lagane me hi mast thi.
Uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ ka Soorākħ ab chhoté cheekoo jitna bađā to ho hi gaya tha.
Bilkul laal patala sa ring.
Jab Uncut Hindu Lund andar jaata to wo ring bhi andar chala jata aur jab mera Uncut Hindu Lund baahar ki ore aata to laal laal ghera bahar saaf nazar aata.
Main to masti ke saagar me ghoté hi laga rahā tha. Suraiyā Ibrāhīm bhi mast hariñi ki tarah aah uhh kiye jaa rahi thi.
Uski barson ki pyaas aaj bujhi thi. Usne bataaya tha ki Ålī ne kabhi uski Musalmān gānđ nahīn maari ab tak unchhui aur kunwaari thi.
Bas sirf Ålī ki zaban hī usmein zaroor ghusti rahi hai safaī ké liyé.
Méré munh se sahsa nikal gayā, “choootia hai saala.. Itnī khubshoorat Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ méré liye chhođ di.”
Voh hansī,
“Chootiyā kise kahté hain?”
“Us béwaqoof ko jo Musalmān Choot ko sirf chāŧtā, choomtā aur choostā ho, Chodtā na ho.”
Maine apni ek anguli uski Musalmān Choot ke Soorākħ me daal thi.
Wo to is samay ras ki kuppi bani hui thi.
Maine apni anguli andar bahaar karni shuroo kar di.
Fachh… fachh.. Ki aawaz goonjne lagi. Ek haath se main uske boobs bhi masal raha tha.
Usko to tihra aanand mil raha thā.
wo kitnī der thahar paati?
Uiiii… Allaaah.. Karti hui ek baar jhađ gaī aur meri anguli meethe garam shadhad se bhar gaī.
Usne mérī anguli chaat li.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne ek baar zor se apni Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ sikođī to mujhe laga mera bhi nikalne waala hai.
Maine Suraiyā Ibrāhīm se kaha,
“Main bhi jaane waala hūn.”
to wo bolī,
“Main to paani mérī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot mein hi lena chahti thi par ab ye baahar to nikalega nahīn, to andar hi chhođ do. par 4-5 dhakke zor se lagaao.”
Mujhe bhala kya aitaraaz ho sakta thā? Maine uski kamar kas kar pakđī aur zor zor se dhakke lagaane shuroo kar diye,
“Le meri Suraiyā Ibrāhīm raani le.. Aur le… aur le…”
Wo to mast hui bas oh.. Aahh. Uiii. Yaaa…. Hiiii… karti rahi aur phir méré Uncut Hindu Lund ne jaise fawware hi chhođ diye.
Uski Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ labalab méré Hindu Vīrý se bhar gai.
Wo dheere dheere neeche hone lagi to main bhi uske oopar hi pađ gaya.
Ham isi avastha mein koi 10 minute tak lete rahe.
Phir mera Uncut Hindu Lund dheere dheere bahaar nikal aaya.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ ka Soorākħ ab bhi ek inch to khula hi rah gaya tha usme se mera Hindu Vīrý bah kar bahaar aa raha tha.
Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne ék anguli usme daali aur us ras me dubo kar kħud ke munh me daal li.
Phir Usne chaŧkħārā lekar use choos liya.
Wo jab uthkar baithi to maine poochhā, “Bhābhījān ! Ek baat samajh nahīn aaī. aap Musalmān gānđ ke bajaaye Musalmān Choot me paani kyon lena chahti thīn?”
“Aré! Méré bhole Hindu raja! kya mujhe ek ħaseen sa tumhāré jaisa beta nahīn chhahiye ? Main Ålī ke bharoshe kab tak baithi rahoongee?” Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ne meri ore aankh maarte hue kaha aur zor se phir mujhe apni baahon me jakađ liya.
Subah mobile par message ka signal aaya,
‘Bađhāai ho beta hua hai.’ Maine ek baar phir se Suraiyā Ibrāhīm ki chudāī kar di aur hospital jaane se pahle uskī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān gānđ bhi maari.
Ye silsila to ab roz hi chalne waala thā, jab tak uski Musalmān gānđ ke sunahare Soorākħ ke chaaron ore gol kala ghera nahīn ban jaayega tab tak.
Chapter 2
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15.My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
16. A Deep Conflict-1
17. A deserving unfaithfulness
18. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
20. Yåqūb Family-1
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
26. The three pregnants-1
27. The three pregnants-2
28. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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More commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
6. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
7. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
8. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
9. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
10. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
11. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
12. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
13. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
14. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
15. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
16. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
17. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
18. Saamved: Mantr 1
19. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
21. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Creative Adult Sex: Durgesh 