Ahal-Al Bayt-13

Ahal-Al Bayt

Durgesh

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn

I was driving home from Ummil-Mominīn‘s house where I had spent the past three nights and 4 days fucking Ummil-Mominīn as her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was out of town again.

This visit was my fifth and an especially good one since I not only took the Ammījān deeper into Ashvinātam Sex, but also for the last three days and nights the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, had joined us in Ummil-Mominīn‘s bed.

It was her daughter Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn who had a piece of my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and she too had her first interfaith experience.

It had been a huge added reward for me to involve the young Sunni Musalmān daughter in my training of the Ammījān.

I had seen her before, and my mouth even watered to fuck her.

Why shouldn’t it?

I was a Hindu.

And she was a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Beauty.

Yet due to my Social Service to the needing Musalmān Beauties, due to my Sex Therapist Service, and due to my duties to my already existing loyal Musalmān women, I was helpless to do anything in the matter.

This time I had indeed had the great pleasure of fucking Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s young beautiful and very well built Sunni Musalmān body and to begin to fuck with her brain.

I welcomed her Sunni Musalmān body into the world of interfaith sex and to show her what it was like to fuck a Hindu man.

I was sure she had enjoyed it a great deal and I knew little Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had had three fantastic orgasms and would be back for more of my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

As I drove, I was thinking,

While Musalmeen won’t admit it, or never want to anyway, the world of Uncut Hindu Cocks in Musalmān Pussies was now a huge Sex Empire.

The Hindu men even couldn’t wait, now, for the chance to stick their Uncut Hindu Dicks into any young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman.

Well, hell, that was an extra bonus for them.

And for me it meant a great Social Service.

Moreover, the best part about this younger generation was they, the Sunni Musalmān women themselves, were seeking out the Hindu men.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā! They were more eager to fuck me to see what it was like than to fuck their own faith.”

Unbelievable, yet quite true.”I said to no one as I turned into my expensive Ashvinātam driveway.

I realized that this huge increase in Sunni Musalmān women fucking Hindu men made my great life mission successful and the social status of Musalmān Beauties from it better and better.

And there were others like me who were also reaping optimum rewards and the increase in social status of the concerned Musalmān Beauties.

That seemed to leap tremendously higher over the past 61 years.

I was earning more respect and faith now than ever before.

Moreover, I was getting fucked more than ever before by Sunni Musalmān women, some extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān women.

But it didn’t seem to matter much these days.

A Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman being fucked by a Hindu man was what people, even Musalmeen, wanted to see and watch.

If the dame was nice looking, well, so much the better.

But it was more the two faiths merging together with Uncut Hindu Cocks in Musalmān Pussies.

My life had evolved for the best now and I would soon be successful enough to fuck only when I wanted to and then I would fuck only as a sort of an ideal for a large group of Hindu men.

Men of all faiths were now demanding my services.

Even Musalmeen.

Even Musalmeen!

For their own reasons, of course!

They wanted me, Durgesh,  to fuck Musalmān Beauties for their own reasons.

Incredible?

Yet true nevertheless.

Most of them were cuckold husbands.

Their extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān wives were vowed to degrade them, as much as they could.

Yet, I was vowed to develop more and more self-confidence and self-respect even in the Cuckold Musalmān husbands, to upgrade their lives as a Musalmān.

Consequently, Life was good for me now.

As I pulled up to my reserved parking place, I exited my car and took the elevator to my Ashvinātam at the top of the building in the penthouse.

On the way up, I was thinking,

‘What luck this week had been. I was about to turn Ummil-Mominīn into a self-dependent Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman very soon anyway.

I would enjoy fucking a lovely mature Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman with a fantastic body.

Ummil-Mominīn knew how to please a Hindu man proper now that I had trained her for about 5 months.

But now I could do it and not miss her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body so much since I was going to enjoy her sweet young innocent Sunni Musalmān daughter too.”

As I stepped off the elevator, I walked the few steps to my front door.

I smiled as I said to myself,

“I can now concentrate on making the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, a Self dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty! Yes, this would work out something. I need both of them to join me when I invited both women back to my Ashvinātam, next time Ummil-Mominīn’s husband is away.”

I decided that I would talk Ummil-Mominīn in to fucking me while I gave Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, her sweet little daughter, the fucking of her young life during those days.

I would have her all to myself for most of the four days Ummil-Mominīn’s husband would be away and by the end of that time Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn would be my Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty joining her Ammījān.

Ummil-Mominīn would go home to wait for her husband, Kħātimul Rasal’s phone calls each night and maybe take me with her.

But she would leave to make sure she was there when he called her.

But Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, well she could too, and would, stay with me and I would take her again and again as I opened her up to Ashvinātam Sex.

‘Damn! Sunni Musalmān women were so frustrated that they are now too easy to manipulate and fuck.

They were so innocent for the most part.

And ever tight!

Not well fucked even if they were married.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā !

Most of them were tighter than any other Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman I had ever fucked even when I was in University.’ I smiled thinking. It was said that ‘Hindu men are bigger than Musalmeen and Once Hindu enjoyed, all else destroyed!”

It was so eminent that Sunni Musalmān women always loved it and fell for Hindus due to it.

Before even they knew it, they were fucking Hindus like animals and whores.

Moreover, doing things they never dreamed of doing with their straight lace Musalmān husbands or boyfriends.

It was a Hindu man’s world these days when it came to sex.

Consequently, I was happy to be a Hindu.

As I undressed and stepped into the shower I was still thinking,

Yes, this was perfect! Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was young and before I was done with her sweet little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and ass there would be many more young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women fucking me, her friends of course!

Yep, more and more Sunni Musalmān Beauties wanted and loved to see Hindu men fucking Sunni Musalmān women these days.

Hell even Musalmeen were making money filming Sunni Musalmān Beauties fucking Hindu men.

And Hindu men all over the world were enjoying more Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussies than ever before.

It was a gift from Allah!

I smiled as I started washing my body.

My well-used Uncut Hindu Cock, by extremely beautiful ever-tight Sunni Musalmān Pussies, was still standing even after fucking two Sunni Musalmān Beauties many, many times over the past four days.

As I dried off, I smiled as I continued to think.

The Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women were helping to destroy the wicked ones of their own faith and they were too enthusiastic even to see it.

All the Sunni Musalmān women saw was a thick Uncut Hindu Snake pumping in and out from between their legs as it fucked and filled their Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, or ass holes, or both.

As I lay in bed, I smiled as I looked up at the ceiling, closed my eyes and thought.

The Hindus are happy to fuck all the Musalmān Beauties available to them.

Even the cuckold Musalmān husbands were happy to help Hindus fuck their extremely beautiful Musalmān wives too.

They enjoyed watching it and eating their Musalmān Pussies afterward.

Even the Musalmān pimps were utmost keen to provide Musalmān Beauties to Hindus, so they could bring in money from pimping their Musalmān asses.”

One more thing!

Even the Musalmān Jihādīs provided extremely beautiful Musalmān Mujāhidāt to Hindus of Power, to perform their vile missions successfully.

The Mujāhidāt were told, and believed in their innocent sincerity, that it was Jihad they were doing, not sleeping with Hindus actually.

It seemed that since more Sunni Musalmān women were dreaming of fucking Legendary Uncut Hindu Cocks and the Hindu men would do their best to satisfy them all.

If the husband found out about it they were leaving them.

That was perfect since I was there to step in and take all I had as they lived with the wife and fucked her.

There are many, many Musalmān Beauties dying to be knocked up by Hindus, and give birth to a mixed baby.

Yea! They especially loved to fuck Hindu men and pump their Hindu seed into them trying to knock them up!”

Each Hindu son inside a Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty did not actually help to destroy the marriage and humiliate both the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman and her Musalmān husband.

It gave them freedom from their wicked, or at least incompetent, Musalmān husbands.

It made the smart Musalmeen leave the bitch since everyone would know the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman fucked a Hindu man, Allah Allah!! My wife fucked an “Uncut Hindu”!

There would be huge humiliation and extreme embarrassment for the husband and all of their families.”

I knew that a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman having a Hindu son would push the Musalmān husband to leave her almost a 100% of the time.

Then the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman was the one to raise my son usually by herself, yet with me always without fail.

Sometimes even her family helped her even if it would be humbling to the Musalmān families involved since everyone who saw her would know she had let a Hindu man between her thighs and fucked her, shot his Hindu Vīrý in her and give her have his son!

It also helped to make more and more Sunni Musalmān women realize that these Legendary Uncut Hindu Cocks surely had something special that every Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman wanted or needed.

Yes, a Hindu man had filled another Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy with his Hindu Vīrý and she risked it all including her marriage to fuck me.

WHY?

It must be special to be fucked by a Hindu man.

This too served to help give me a better sexual identity and have more Sunni Musalmān  women wonder about it.

Good! If the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman was married and I fucked her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, and her life even better.

In most cases, her Musalmān husband would never be able to face his friends or family so he would divorce her.

It was so good, actually fun, to see all these Sunni Musalmān women pushing little Hindu or mixed kids around the malls and shopping centers.

You see them in grocery stores, and movies and the parks, hell now they are everywhere.

And the more Sunni Musalmān women who saw the mixed child would start to wonder how it was to fuck a Hindu man.

That meant that more and more Sunni Musalmān women would take the risk and fuck a Hindu man.

There was just so much Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussies out there now just waiting for a Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock!

It was absolutely staggering!

But I would rise to the challenge.

I loved fucking Sunni Musalmān Beauties and making them my Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauties.

If the Musalmān husband stayed even after the wife had a Hindu son, it usually meant that the Musalmān wife was still fucking me.

The Musalmān husband was just too much of a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy himself to leave her or to try and stop her and me from fucking together.

Some Musalmeen liked, even loved, to watch me take their extremely beautiful Musalmān wife in my bed and pump my seed, my Hindu Vīrý into her.

They were the saddest and sickest of them all.

Some Musalmān husbands would submit and acknowledge that I was the alpha man and the Musalmeen would let me have my way with the Musalmān woman.

Sad fucking peoples these Musalmeen?

I don’t think so.

What can a man do, if he is incompetent, and his wife gets replacement?

Why shouldn’t she?

Why should she suffer for her husband’s incompetence?

Why Musalmān Beauties suffer for Musalmeen’s incompetence in sex?

Whatever be the reason!

Isn’t it the Musalmeen’s duty to keep their Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān wives satisfied?

How can anyone blame the Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān wives if they surrender to their physical needs ultimately, and settle for Hindus?***

I had just finished up the fifth fuck session with Ummil-Mominīn since she gave into me after just the second meeting/date.

We had met while her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was out of town.

She and her girlfriends were at a restaurant/bar.

It was Ummil-Mominīn and two other women drinking and dancing.

There were many men there but the three Hindus swooped down on the innocent Sunni Musalmān women and before we knew it we had them dancing and were feeling them up.

As the booze flowed the Hindus made their play and Ummil-Mominīn didn’t know about the other two women but she had agreed to meet me again the next time her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was out of town, it was that easy.

I smiled as I remembered how easy it actually was to convince her to meet me again all by herself without any girl friends around to help her behave.

I had used the faith card, which worked almost all the time with these Musalmān Chicks.

Like so many other Musalmeen, Ummil-Mominīn must have felt guilty because she told me OK almost immediately after being called a Communal Musalmān Beauty.

She was so easy, so dumb, and so very predictable as I even played her like a fucking piano.

The Musalmeen watching it, even commented aloud,

“Allah! Damn! These Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women are so dumb for Hindus when it comes to the game of sex. They always want to make sure the Hindus never feel they are Communal Musalmān Beauties.”

Ummil-Mominīn risked her entire way of life, her marriage and her family to meet me again the following month to prove she wasn’t a Communal Musalmān Beauty.” I watched her gravely as I recalled how I had pushed her into it.

“What entire way of life?”She asked me curtly when she knew my reactions, “A life of Celibacy? And what marriage and family have I risked? A marriage that can’t provide me even enough sex for my survival? My daughter is with me, and even her Abbū has understood his incompetence. What marriage and family have I risked? Tell me.”

I couldn’t reply her except telling her,

“Sorry, Ummil-Mominīn, I think I was wrong in understanding all the three of you.”

Ummil-Mominīn kissed me,

“It’s alright.”

As I rolled off the bed after sleeping the entire night I was thinking, “Yes, these Sunni Musalmān  Beauties were no match for a experienced Hindu men who know the sex game and how to play a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman to get her in bed with him. I am sure I can get almost any Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman to fuck her nowadays if I had enough time with her alone.”

Ummil-Mominīn was so devoted to me that she was almost a pawn now and I was a king.

I had her drinking and dancing with me within minutes of us meeting.

As the night moved on and Ummil-Mominīn drank her drinks she let me touch her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body and in an hour she was moaning for me to do more to her.

I had taken her small pink hand and placed it on my hard Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

She moaned even louder as I told her to rub it and she did.

I maneuvered her to the exit door and in the parking lot.

I fingered her into an orgasm that I knew shook her to her sole.

She pulled me into her SUV and I fucked her in the back seat, on the second date!!!

That’s all it took to get Ummil-Mominīn to want more of my way of life.

Now every time her poor husband went on his business trips, I was waiting in my apartment for her to come to me.

Once Kħātimul Rasal’s car pulled out of the driveway and turned at the corner, Ummil-Mominīn would wait about 15 minutes to be sure her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, wasn’t coming back for something he forgot.

Then she would jump into her car and pull up next to my car at the Ashvinātam.

In minutes of Kħātimul Rasal leaving town Ummil-Mominīn was in the Ashvinātam where I was waiting for her.

I would always be nude and Ummil-Mominīn would actually moan with her heat and need for me when she saw my Hindu body and my thick snake of an Uncut Hindu Cock swing as it was facing her at the door.

Minutes after her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was on his plane, Ummil-Mominīn, the good Ammījān and wife was on her knees sucking my big Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and begging me to fuck her.

We would spend the night fucking while the husband was away.

The only problem was the young daughter.

Then I had demanded that she let me into her home and she did.

I wanted to take Ummil-Mominīn’s body on the bed where her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, slept and fucked her.

We had done it once before.

But this time I had insisted that I come to her house and fuck her the late afternoon so I could spend more time fucking her in her bed.

Finally she gave in and I waited until the sun was just going down.

Ummil-Mominīn made sure I knew the one rule; never let her daughter see me in the house.

But that had now changed too.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had come home early one day and caught us going wild fucking in the bed.

I smiled as I remembered Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn that day watching me pump my Uncut Hindu Snake into her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt hard and fast.

I remembered her look of fear and then saw it turn to lust as she stood in the doorway and watched for a long time before she yelled and scared her Ammījān to death.

But I was smart and had already talked to Ummil-Mominīn about Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and what to do and say if we were ever caught.

Ummil-Mominīn was like a puppet and did what I told her.

It was the Ammījān who actually talked her young daughter into watching me fuck her.

Then the Ammījān talked her daughter into trying me too!

She had actually talked her daughter into fucking this Hindu man!

Kħātimul Rasal thought,

Allah! How fucking dumb could a Sunni Musalmān bitch be?’

Kħātimul Rasal laughed out loud thinking about that night I had talked Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn into staying with me when there was a chance.

I had convinced her long before her Ammījān was to find out!

I had talked her into it the night her Ammījān and she were with me in my Ashvinātam.

The husband was away and when Ummil-Mominīn went into the bathroom to shower and freshen up, I had made slow and easy love to the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, while all the time talking to her about how good it would be if we were alone together.

I drove her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body wild fucking her longer and longer now as she became accustomed to my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had always dated boys but I was a man 61 years old.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was no match for me.

She was only eighteen.

I had a great deal more experience and used it to seduce her more and more.

I had already taught her how to let herself go and release the passion inside her.

She cried out and arched her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body up off the bed humping herself on my hard Uncut Hindu Cock as I did everything I could to hold off cumming.

That was very difficult for me since Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was very tight and she was extremely lovely with a great body.

I was sure Ummil-Mominīn looked just like her when she was18 years old.

But Ummil-Mominīn’s body was bigger now.

Her breasts were much larger than Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s and her hips and ass were fuller too.

Ummil-Mominīn was a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was still a girl.

He savored her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body and made sweet love to it.

As Ummil-Mominīn showered, I fucked the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, and gave her a screaming huge orgasm.

Then I talked her into telling her Ammījān she was staying with me all night.

I knew Ummil-Mominīn would have to leave soon so she could be home to receive the husband’s nightly phone call.

Since Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had met me the beautiful day when she came home early and found me in her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal’s with her Ammījān fucking her Ammījān like a damn machine, she knew she wanted my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock too.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had never seen a Hindu man’s Uncut Hindu Cock before that day or any man’s Uncut Hindu Cock for that matter.

It was so much thicker than the Hindu boys she had fucked.

It was so strong and she watched as I thrust my hips making her Ammījān cry out and cum.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched her Ammījān orgasm again and again, as she rammed her ass and hips up off the bed fucking my Uncut Hindu Cock as hard as she could and climaxed.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was wet between her legs as we both talked the pretty young Sunni Musalmān girl into coming to bed and with the Ammījān’s help.

I fucked the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, for the first time that day.

That day turned Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s young life around in more ways than her young brain or her Ammījān could have ever imagined.

She was now starting the beginning of a ride she wanted to survive.

If she did, she could become a single parent with a mixed child who was being raised by her and her Ammījān and maybe the Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal.

Or she might become a Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty being run day and night by me.

As Ummil-Mominīn lay in my bed after showering away most of my Hindu cum from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body she watched her daughter being fucked and saw her finish her sweet orgasm.

She smiled knowing Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was enjoying the sex she had with me.

When midnight was close to being the time, Ummil-Mominīn decided that it was time for them to go home.

When she was preparing to leave, I told her that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was going to spend the night.

At first, she was scared to allow it since her daughter was so young.

But, I had a way of convincing her to do pretty much anything I asked.

But this was her daughter I was asking her to let her daughter sleep with me all night!

As Ummil-Mominīn tried to talk her daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn out of staying, she realized it was two against one and she was no match for us.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and I together ganged up on her and she finally gave in as she did every time with her Hindu Lover.

Ummil-Mominīn finally agreed to let her daughter stay but made the demand to me that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn would not be asked to do anything she wasn’t happy in doing.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn told her Ammījān that she was OK and that she could trust Durgesh.

With reluctance in her heart and brain, Ummil-Mominīn left to go home and await her husband, Kħātimul Rasal’s call from Al Madina Al Munawwarah.

He always called at 9 PM his time out on the West Coast, 12:30 AM Ummil-Mominīn’s time.

I now had the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, all to myself.

I led her around like some puppy.

First, I told her we needed to shower together.

I took a great deal of time cleaning her and showing her how to remove the cum from deep inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as my fingers probed and went deep into the young girl’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.

I was having a ball and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn actually enjoyed all of my attention.

I wanted her as clean as she could get.

We spent a great deal of time in the shower and I instructed Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn on how to clean and then suck my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I delighted in seeing her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face looking up at me, eyes big and bright as she sucked my Hindu bone.

I held her face and told her how beautiful she looked sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I covered her with compliments how good she was at doing the sucking.

She smiled up at me and learned very quickly what I liked.

I turned her around and pushed my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock between her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks.

The head popped out in the front of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips.

I told her to tickle the thick Legendary Uncut Hindu Cockhead with her fingernails.

She lay back against me as I ran my hand all over her young perfect Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

I squeezed her breasts as I held her tight against me.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass was pushing against my Hindu pelvis.

It made me want to shove my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in it and fuck her hard.

But I didn’t want to scare her.

I never wondered why Musalmeen didn’t fuck their wife’s ass, even when the request came from their Sunni Musalmān wives.

I knew it was strictly prohibited in Islam .

The Musalmeen were ardent in the matter.

But, the fact the Musalmeen didn’t know was that, even this attitude from them, had turned so many of their Musalmān wives to the Hindus, getting it from them.

Hinduism did not like it, but allowed if it was requested.

The reason for the different attitude was:

Islam never allowed Musalmeen to marry non-Muslimāt.

It was natural to assume the Muslimāt would never request it.

Hinduism never stopped Hindus to marry non-Hindu girls, instead ordered specifically to marry them.

It was natural to assume they could request it.

Hinduism couldn’t control the needs and desires of non-Hindu girls marrying Hindus.

Every Sunni Musalmān Beauty I had fucked was almost a virgin in her ass.

Few had ever tried it.

Ass fucking was nasty and evil but we were always so fucking tight I loved pumping my Hindu Vīrý in a virgin Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.

As I held her tight against me, I bit her shoulder.

Kħadījah Ummil Mominīn yelled and I told her I was sorry but she was so beautiful and sexy I had trouble behaving.

I loved to bit Sunni Musalmān women and leave marks their husbands had to see.

In this case Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s boyfriend or maybe even her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal would see the marks and wonder what she had been doing.

She moaned as I played with the nipples of each breast as I pumped my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock between her legs making the thick Hindu shaft rub her ass hole and her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy hole.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn moaned again, when I told her to squeeze her thighs tighter around my Hindu shaft.

I loved it when we began to hump on my shaft rubbing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy all over it!

Finally, I turned her around and raised her face so I could see her eyes and the lust to fuck in them.

Then I kissed her and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pleaded with me to take her to my bed and fuck her.

She was panting with her need now and I felt the time was right.

I whimpered in her ear as I carried her to the bed that I was going fuck her long hard and brutally.

I lay back on the bed and told her to straddle my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock with her thighs and sit on my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock with her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

She smiled down as she took the Hindu shaft deepest into her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

She began the long ride fucking me hard, fast and like a slut.

Without her Ammījān there, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn let herself go and gave me what she knew I wanted.

She pumped that extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass up and down taking my Uncut Hindu shaft deepest into her pink Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Up and down, up and down her hips pumped and the lips of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy disappeared and then reappeared as she rose up and the shaft came back out of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Again and again, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pumped her lovely extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body on my hard Uncut Hindu Cock crying out, grunting, and moaning as her need built and built!

I knew she was going to cum soon and my smile was almost serene as she lowered her lips to mine and kissed me fucking my mouth with her tongue.

I told her to show me what she could do.

I told her to make me cum!

“Squeeze your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt muscles! Yes, that’s it baby! Harder tighter! Yes Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, that’s it sugar! Tighter baby! Fuck me faster yes just like that! I know you can do. Make me cum inside you, sweetness,” I whimpered in her ear as she rode me harder and faster with each passing second.

She was going wild on me now.

She was panting with desire and lust as she rammed her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy down on my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock taking all of me deepest up inside her.

As she showed me what she could do, she screamed for me to cum!

She was getting tired when she felt my hands under her ass and as I helped her rise up and down I moaned deeply as Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn squeezed her tight Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt even tighter.

I rammed my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock up into her like a piston now as she bent forward to let me kiss her nipples.

She moaned and then cried out and then screamed my name as I buried my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock all the way up into her and she felt my Hindu cum begin to shoot deepest into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womb!

She rode me back and forth milking my Uncut Hindu Dick just as I taught her.

She was good and was only going to get better with time and training!

I strained to finish cumming when I felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lock tight around my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn threw her head back and cried up as she rocked back and forth as fast as she could.

I felt her cumming and coating my Uncut Hindu Dick with her cum now!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was sweet and wonderful and I held her tightly to my body, rocked, and cuddled with her.

I kissed her neck and bit her shoulder easily.

She held me and gently rocked her hips and ass as she enjoyed my Uncut Hindu shaft in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tunnel.

My hands moved to her thighs and then under them, lifting her up slightly as I gently spread her legs wide.

I held her and whimpered that I wanted to try her asshole too.

She moaned as she felt my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock twitch when I said it.

She looked into my face and said,

“Do it! Fuck my ass Durgesh darling! Show me what it feels like. Fuck my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass too.”

I laughed and kissed her as my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock began to fill with blood again.

I looked at her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body and face and I felt hard again.

My legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was still in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy but I rolled us over and I slowly pulled out.

I told her how we would do it.

I got Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn to get on all fours, to lower her head and stick her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass up in the air.

As I began to coast Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass with KY jelly, I told her at first it wouldn’t feel good.

I went slow and easy, but I began to insert my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.

I had already made her had two fingers in her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass hole so it was opened a little.

I went inch by inch, easy and slowly and soon I was half way in.

I held it there, bent over her and milked her tits as they were utters on a cow.

I rolled her nipples around in my fingers and pulled them as I began slowly to pump into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass hole.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was unbelievably tight!

Her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass gave way with a lot of fight.

But finally, I was fully inside her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.

I bit her shoulder again, kissed her neck and back as I held her hips and began to fuck her.

I was going easy when she said,

“No, harder! To hell with your liberal Hindu softness. I want to feel it all Durgesh ! Fuck me as you fucked my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy Durgesh! Fuck me ass like you want to fuck it!”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was almost begging me as she started rocking against me.

She could feel the tip my wide Uncut Hindu Cockhead moving deepest into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass hole and then come back until it was only an inch or two inside it.

She felt me bend over her and use my hand to play with her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

She felt the lips of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy open for my fingers.

She herself inserted her two.

I told her to rub her clit!

As we worked together to please her she almost hissed out the words,

“OH! ALLAH!! Oh! Allah! Durgesh! Ohhhh!! Yes fuck yes! Please! Please! Please! Faster! Yes, that way! Hard Durgesh! Fuck me hard. Oh! Allah! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Oh! Allah! it’s so good! Yes, yes, yes yessss!!!!”

I held Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and pushed my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock deepest into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, as she shoved her two fingers as deep into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy hole as she could.

I could feel my Uncut Hindu shaft thumping and thumping as I began shooting my Hindu Vīrý again in her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass this time.

She held her clit between her fingers and squeezed it as she climaxed like nothing she ever experienced before.

I whimpered, as I filled her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass with my Hindu Vīrý, “Yes baby! That’s it let it go! Cum for me! Milk my Uncut Hindu Cock! Drain it baby! Oh yes Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn!! Yes baby! Your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass feels so good around my Uncut Hindu Cock!”

With a last single thrust, I buried my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock all the way up inside her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass as we both shook and shuttered cumming and climaxing together.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn cried out, stretched in both holes beyond anything she had ever felt before.

It was pain and pleasure that ran over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body, but mostly pleasure.

She had never experienced anything close to this type of sex.

“Oh, Allah!,” she muttered, almost in a cry as she tried to hold the last part of her wonderful orgasm.

She finally collapsed on the bed as I came down with her, my Uncut Hindu Cock still up in her ass and her fingers still in her cum filled and wet Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn moaned as she took a deep breath and said,

“Oh! Allah! Durgesh! “I’ve never…”

I kissed her neck and said,

“Shhhh not now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn darling ! Enjoy the afterglow of it.”

It was now very late and I held her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body tightly against me feeling her warmth.

I softly stroked her nude Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body as I made her feel the afterglow of fucking.

I myself was enjoying the sight of fucking another Musalmān woman.

Only this one was so young, so tender, so new, so inexperienced, and so fucking beautiful.

She was almost oozing sex as she lay there with both holes full of my Hindu Vīrý.

I smiled as my Uncut Hindu Cock twitched again and we both drifted off to sleep.

The first night of Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s training had ended and I knew she loved what I did to her.

I smiled again as I drifted off to sleep on her nude body, having my Uncut Hindu Cock once more deepest in Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s extremely beautiful, extremely tight, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.***

Chapter 14

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

51. The everbest wives-1

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

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

74. Ammī the competent

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

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

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

93.. The everincreasing infinite lust

94. The women in my life

95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

96.  A Deep Conflict-1

97. I’m never ashamed of it

98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

102.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

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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. Saamved: Mantr 1

36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

40.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25


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Ahal-Al Bayt

Durgesh

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Obsession Continuous

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s head was pounding like crazy!

Thankfully, her boss let her go home about 2 hours early.

“That’s funny,” she said to herself as she walked up her front walk, “I wonder why Ammījān’s car is here.”

Her first thought that maybe she was under the weather too, so instead of making a lot of noise she came in and closed the front door easy.

She then took off her heels and walked softly up the steps towards her bedroom.

She saw the door to her parent’s bedroom door was closed and she was just about to open it to see if her Ammījān was all right.

That’s when she heard the sound of a deep breathing and a male’s voice on the other side!

The voice had an accent and was so deep she knew immediately it wasn’t her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal.

That definitely was not her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal’s voice.

Besides, he was off on a four-day business trip in Al-Madīnah Al-Munawwarah and had just left this morning.

With her heart in her mouth, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn felt it nearly leaping through her chest as she slowly cracked open the door to see what the heck was going on!

“Yā Allaaaaaaah! O-oh! Allah Allah!!!” she gasped softly. “Ammī!! Ammījān, what on earth are you doing?”

Her Ammījān’s head turned to face her eighteen year old daughter, but she was in no condition to respond as she was in the midst of a riding her Hindu lover’s hard Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock to a stunning orgasm!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn stood there and watched as her Ammījān was pumping and riding her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy fast up and down on the shinning wet Hindu shaft of the big Hindu man under her.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn could see my balls being squeezed each time her Ammījān came down on top of me.

She just stood there and watched her Ammījān fucking herself on my Uncut Hindu Cock.

“Ohhh! Allah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn!” her Ammījān finally mumbled out with more of a moan than words. “What are you doing here?”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn replied,

“I live here. Are you going to introduce me to your new friend?”

As she impaled her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body on my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock all the way, she grunted out saying,

“This is Durgesh. He takes care of me when I need more.”

“When you need more of what?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn snapped at her Ammījān who was trying to hold off her orgasm and talk with her daughter who had moved all the way into the bedroom now and stood there looking at the Uncut Hindu Lund deepest inside her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

She said,

“You’re shaved! Allah Allah!! You have shaved all the hair off of your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina!”

Her Ammījān closed her eyes as she felt me push my hips up into her, lifting my ass up, off the bed as I began to and rotate my hips making my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock do such sweet and wonderful things inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched the white fluid leak out of her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot  and run down my Hindu Shaft and covered my balls.

She knew the Hindu man had just cum inside her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Her Ammījān moaned out saying,

“OH! ALLAH!! Wait! Wait Durgesh! Oh, fuck wait! Wait, wait, wait! Oh, please wait for me! Oh! Allah! Durgesh! Please don’t stop! Fuck me baby! Fuck me and make me cum! I’m almost there. Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, you’re going to have to wait a min……ute. Ahhhhhhh Allah! Oh! Allah! Yes!!! ”

And with that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Ammījān began rocking back and forth as she pumped her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body around on my Uncut Hindu shaft deepest inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body knowing she was milking the last of my Hindu cum out of my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

She had a huge orgasm.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn stood there and watched her Ammījān cum as she rode my Uncut Hindu Cock to a climax!

It had only taken seconds for her Ammījān to begin cumming and moaning and grunting as wave after wonderful wave of orgasmic Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lust and pleasure filled her mind and body completely!

When she was finished, she fell forward, on top of me.

She was panting and breathing like the one she had ran a mile.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said,

“Are you finished now? And I suppose Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal knows all about Durgesh?”

Before Ummil-Mominīn had a chance to respond, I chimed in,

“To tell you the truth he does, if it’s any of your business!”

“I-I guess it isn’t at that? If Ammījān likes you fucking her and Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal knows about it, I don’t believe it!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn replied incredulously.

“It’s true, dear,” Ummil-Mominīn replied, “Your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal just isn’t up to the task of, shall we say, taking care of my needs!”

I don’t understand Ammījān,” the stunned young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman replied.

“It’s very simple, dear,” Ummil-Mominīn sighed while beginning to work her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy up and down on my still semi-hard Hindu erection, “Your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal is not very good with regards to sex and love making department. Well, he was not alone. I don’t think any Musalmān is ever very good with regards to sex and love making department. Every Musalmān hates sex. Even if not, even if he loves sex, he can’t dare even to be bold enough to the fact. He denies it even to himself. He is trained to do so, by his parents, and Ummat-e-Muslimah, to the extent that it has become his genuine nature. So, for the past five years or so, as the other Musalmān Beauties have their own clandestine/open Hindu lovers, Durgesh has kept me from climbing the walls! He’s what I have needed ever since the first night of my honeymoon. He’s what keeps me married to your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal! If your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal hadn’t agreed to this I’m pretty sure I would have left him years ago! Your Abbū’s cut Musalmān Cock is small and not even thick either. He has never been able to give me an orgasm with his cut Musalmān Cock. Oh, yes, he has eaten me to so many orgasms! And I love it and love him very much. So now your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal eats my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and I cum a great deal. Then I fuck Durgesh until he cums and it’s over. So when Your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal travels as he does once a month for 4 or 5 days, well, it’s OK with him, if I invite Durgesh over while you’re in University. You were never to find out about this. And you must never say anything to anyone. It would destroy your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal and our marriage. You have to promise me. OK?”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn slumped down in the chair next to the bed watching her Ammījān bounce up and down on my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock, which was now completely hard again.

She was in a state of complete shock while watching her Ammījān ride My Uncut Hindu Cock again now for all she was worth!

While she wasn’t a virgin, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had fucked only two other boys.

And she had sucked and jerked off three others in her life.

But now she met her new Hindu boyfriend and she had taken his Uncut Hindu Cock on many occasions.

While it had always aroused her, it was nowhere near in the league of her Ammījān’s mature Hindu boyfriend, me!

In fact, none of her young Hindu lovers had been as large as My Uncut Hindu Lund.

But I was an older man, maybe over 60 years old even, and her boyfriend was just 20.

Even though she could only see about half of my shaft, it was obvious that it was at least twice as big as any boyfriend she had ever had.

And, that included Shankar Pralayankar’s Uncut Hindu dick too!

As her Ammījān bounced up and down on the thick Uncut Hindu organ, I cupped her Ammījān’s large breasts in my Hindu hands before leaning up and taking one of her rock hard nipples on my eager lips!

“Ohhhhhhh, Durgesh darling!” she gasped. “I-I’m gonna cum again, I-I’m so fucking close!!!”

Then with some quickness, I grabbed Ummil-Mominīn around her waist and in one motion rolled her over onto her back while keeping my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock buried deepest inside of her hot wet cum dripping Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had a perfect view of my huge Hindu dick pumping into her Ammījān’s extremely attractive Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

In and out, in and out I rammed my hard Hindu shaft into her Ammījān’s poor defenseless Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched as Ummil-Mominīn locked her legs around my ass and then hung on for dear life as I pounded my hard Hindu meat in and out of her, with brutal Hindu savageness!

Her Ammījān just continued to lift her gorgeous extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, and rotate her hips, trying to match her Hindu Lover’s motions.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn listened to her Ammījān moan and beg me to fuck her even harder.

She watched as I thrust my Hindu body down into her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina, making the air come out of her lungs, with each thrust!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn tried to look away, but she was too much like her Ammījān, and without even realizing it, she slid her hand over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

She slid it down over her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mound and between her legs.

She cupped her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and squeezed it tightly!

It was burning, as she was on fire, and when she squeezed it, it felt like Jell-O.

She was so wet.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down.

She lifted up and opened them wider so she could slide her small hand down and under her little bikini panties.

She didn’t care I was watching her.

Let him! She thought.

If her own Ammījān, even at this age, couldn’t control herself, why the damn she should?

If her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal, had allowed his own wife to get fucked by this Hindu man, why wouldn’t he allow his daughter too, if she needs it deadly?

She found her wet, opened Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy hole, and began masturbating wildly.

At the same time, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was staring at her Ammījān’s stretched and squeezing Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina!

My Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was all wet covered with my Hindu Vīrý and her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān fluids.

It was shining at her as she watched it push into her Ammījān’s body again and again and again.

It was so erotic and exciting, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn sat there and finger-fucked her little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy in time with her Ammījān being fucked.

She was fantasizing that it was her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy being fucked.

She came back to reality when she heard her Ammījān’s moans and lustful animalistic sounds.

While her eyes glazed over, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s teenage Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lurched out of control, in perfect timing with her Ammījān’s.

While I roared as my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock released, load after load, of my hot Hindu cum into the hot Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy of the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s under me.

Her over heated snatch was squeezing my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock as tight as I had ever felt.

She was a really great fuck and that’s why I didn’t care if her husband fucked her every once in a while too.

I couldn’t help that.

He allowed me to fuck his extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife, only on that condition.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pleaded with me to allow that.

What else could I do?

He was her legal husband, not I.

Her husband’s cut Musalmān Cock was small and it didn’t affect the tightness of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy at all, too.

I knew she was mine to fuck, whenever I wanted it.

I just went along with her waiting, until her old man was gone.

It was actually better this way since I could spend the night and fuck her as often as I could without the old man going nuts or getting mad.

Four days with me, and Ummil-Mominīn would be so stretched her husband would fell her for two weeks.

I smiled as she fell on top of me and I knew it was finally over to now.

I still had a somewhat erect Uncut Hindu Cock but I figured I wouldn’t be able to get it up again immediately.

I rolled off of Ummil-Mominīn and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn saw the gasping hole of her Ammījān’s extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

I had stretched her good.

She looked at me as I stood up slowly and turned to face the shell-shocked young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had slid off the chair and had long since slumped to the floor in exhaustion after masturbating herself into a huge orgasm with her fingers.

I slowly walked towards her with my semi-hard Uncut Hindu Lund bobbing menacingly before me.

She saw it as it bobbed up and down as I walked.

She could see it all wet, covered with both her Ammījān’s and my cum.!

Although she was still wrung out from the experience, she was aware enough to realize that in just a matter of seconds her life would change forever!!!

“Now it’s your turn,” I said softly while slowly fisting my Hindu organ.

“T-turn? Turn…. for what?!?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn asked feebly, though with somewhat pleasant surprise.

“Suck it!” I replied firmly while pushing my thick Uncut Hindu Lund head only inches from her Sunni Musalmān mouth!

“N-nooooo, I can’t,” she mewed softly, “p-please, leave me alone.”

I grabbed Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn adroitly by her extremely beautiful head and brought her Sunni Musalmān mouth against my Uncut Hindu dick head!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was in a state of absolute panic.

But from next to her came the gentle reassuring voice of her Ammījān, who said,

“Don’t fight it, baby girl! Durgesh is a very considerate Hindu lover. You’re old enough now to experience what this Hindu man with his legendary Uncut Hindu Cock can give to you.”

Her Ammījān’s words were so soft and calming that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn almost smiled, as she opened her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, allowing my smooth Hindu head to slide in and lay on her young Sunni Musalmān tongue.

Immediately Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy drenched her panties again as she rolled her tongue around my growing Uncut Hindu Cock in her Sunni Musalmān mouth.

Allah!

Durgesh tasted different.

Excellently good, somewhat bitter, but she didn’t care as she felt the Uncut Hindu Cock growing in her hands and mouth.

Durgesh tasted better than even Shankar Pralayankar did.

Durgesh was hotter and thicker too as the head became larger with each second that passed.

In fact, she was becoming so aroused that the urge to put the thick Uncut Hindu Dick into her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was almost unbearable!

With one hand, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn cupped my Hindu nut bag that hung down long and low since I had cum twice already.

While with the other hand, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn gently masturbated Durgesh up and down the long hard Hindu shaft now in her hands.

With my hands on my hips, I stared down at her pretty young extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face.

The only warning she had which she didn’t realize at the time was my balls tighten fast and hard in my nut sack.

It didn’t dawn on her as my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock got harder and thicker that I was going to cum.

She was administrating her mouth and hands like a young expert.

I couldn’t last very long from seeing her young body and feeling her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth on my Uncut Hindu Dick.

So then, without warning her and telling her I was going to, there was just a loud grunt from me.

As my Uncut Hindu Cock jerked hard in her hands, and as she looked up into my eyes wondering what was going on, I was sending a torrent of my hot Hindu spunk, pumped into her unsuspecting Sunni Musalmān mouth!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn nearly gagged when the first Hindu blast of my hot Hindu Vīrý slammed into her throat and I held her head so she couldn’t move her mouth off of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

But after she took a few gulps, she was able to drink down every drop of my Hindu seed.

When my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was finally drained of its Hindu sperm, I leaned down and easily scooped the young, Uncut Hindu Cock sucking, Sunni Musalmān beauty, up in my arms and carried her over to the bed.

I lay her down on the bed next to her well-fucked Ammījān!

She smiled at her daughter and stroked her face.

I stared down at the Ammījān and the daughter and was amazed at just how much they looked alike.

As if, they were twins.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was the spitting image of her Ammījān and I was sure Ummil-Mominīn looked just like her when she was 18!

I stood there with drops of my Hindu cum leaking from my legendary Uncut Hindu Cockhead as it hung down again softer and drained for the third time.

I smiled down at those two beautiful Sunni Musalmān women and said,

“Okay, baby, strip off your clothes, it’s about time you found out what a real Hindu fuck is all about!”

Her Ammījān was helping her out of her clothes and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn certainly wasn’t the first teenager that I had fucked.

Nor was she the first Sunni Musalmān one.

As Ummil-Mominīn removed her daughter’s bra and panties, my pecker began to stir as I drank in the unbelievable sight of the young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s perfectly formed Sunni Musalmān body!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn shuddered uncontrollably while eyeing my growing Hindu erection, but the need to be filled with a hard Uncut Hindu Cock over, took her fear and panic as she began to spread her legs and offered her tiny Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt to me for my own personal use and pleasure!

I slid between her open thighs and took my time pleasing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

As I did I moved over and on top of her, carefully pressing my thick Hindu head against her straining opening!

Ummil-Mominīn helped us both by gently opened her daughter’s tight lips while running my head up and down the trembling Sunni Musalmān girl’s tiny slit!

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s breathing was already becoming increasingly labored now as she felt her excitement grew with each second as she watched us both work my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock up and down and around the pink insides of her open Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit!

She was full of anticipation and want.

She was scared, yes, but she was also full of her own  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lust, need and want, to feel and to be fucked by my big Uncut Hindu Cock.

Her Ammījān whimpered softly to me,

“She’s as ready as she is going to be, Durgesh, go slow and let her have all of it!”

It was really like the first time for Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn!

Her tiny little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy had never felt such a thick Hindu thing going into it!

She was about to be devastated by an Uncut Hindu Cock that would rip her tiny Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy apart if not done correctly.

Once the Uncut Hindu Cockhead popped inside, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn gasped and moaned softly,

“Oh! Allah Allah!!! I-I don’t think….I don’t think I can take it!! Oh! Allah! it’s sooooo huge!! Oh easy! Oh! Allah! Go easy!! Please!”

I loved hearing Sunni Musalmān Beauties pleading for mercy at the head of my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

But mercy was something I was all out of as I pushed more and more of my Uncut Hindu Dick forward, driving my thick Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock into the young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

I continued to push until I was ball deep in the tight little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt!

“YES!” I said to myself.

I’m in!

I looked down into her eyes seeing the fear and the want.

I smiled as I slowly pulled out about half way before pushing back into Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s tight Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

It felt like a vise around my hard Hindu shaft!

I was so pleased with myself.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Ammījān!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn gasped. “Allah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Durgesh‘s so fucking huge, it hurts sooooooooooo baaaaaaaaaaad!”

“Do you want me to take it out, baby?” Ummil-Mominīn whimpered into Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s ear.

“Oh no! Oh! Allah! No!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn panted. “F-fuck me, Durgesh! Only…only go slow!! Oh yes! Oh! Allah! yes! I’m gonna fucking cum already! Ohhh Allah! yessss!!!!”

Ummil-Mominīn leaned up and kissed me on the lips before whimpering into my ear,

“She loves your big thick Uncut Hindu Cock, now make her cum like the little Sunni Musalmān whore she is!!! And I mean like the little Sunni Musalmān whore!!! Don’t act liberal, as you Hindus do normally. She needs savage it now.”

I smiled at the Ammījān and just loved fucking Sunni Musalmān Beauties.

And this was a real treat fucking a cute little eighteen-year-old Sunni Musalmān bitch!

She had a second and then a third orgasm back to back as I fucked her now, as I had fucked her Ammījān.

“Oh! Allah! Allah!! yes!”, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn cried out with pleasure and pain! It was something she had never experienced before!

She didn’t know they existed together, only a thin difference between pain and pleasure.

But together they can be so much better than just one.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn screamed this time as her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body took over and climaxed on my big Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock buried all the way inside her tight little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy!

She arched her ass up and I thrust down into her again and again!

She cried out for me to fuck her harder and faster.

As her Ammījān stroked her face and kissed her gently, her Hindu Lover fucked her Sunni Musalmān daughter like a damn machine now.

As I pistoned in and out, of the hot little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, I quickly passed the point of no return.

Then my legendary Uncut Hindu Cockhead began doing all my thinking for me!

I couldn’t have stopped now even if wanted to!

My ass had literally become a battering ram as I pounded my Hindu Shaft in and out of Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s poor little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy with remarkable quickness!

Years of pent up passion and need, that none of her former lovers had come close too was flowing from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body now as I fucked her like no one had ever done before.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s, now wide-open Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, was trying to hold my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock inside her and she squeezed the wall soft her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina as tight as she could and I loved it so damn much.

These thin Sunni Musalmān girls should do like to fuck us Hindu men!

Ummil-Mominīn leaned in and casually licked the poor girl’s nipples driving her ever so close to the edge of her fourth climax!

Finally, neither she nor I could take it even another second as our loins locked and her legs wrapped around my much bigger Hindu body.

Eighteen-year-old Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn held me tightly as orgasms of brutal intensity ripped right through us, sending us into a joint and mutual orgasm!

My legendary Uncut Hindu Cock pumped and pumped and pumped my Hindu Vīrý into her young and eager Sunni Musalmān body.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn held me and cried out over and over, with my each Hindu shot, that she felt being pumped inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

Her boyfriend had never cum this deepest in her before.

I was cumming directly over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān cervix and into her Sunni Musalmān birthing canal.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn could now be impregnated with my Hindu son only at her eighteen!

Right now I squeezed my ass muscles trying to hold on to the last of my orgasm.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn shuddered with the feel of my hot Hindu Vīrý deepest into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān belly, and my big hard Uncut Hindu Cock shrinking in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy tunnel.

While we lay together in a twisted mass of arms and legs, Ummil-Mominīn whimpered softly to her daughter,

“Now do you understand baby? Now you know why I wanted Durgesh when your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal is away? He can’t come even close to doing that to me. Durgesh is so good and such a great Hindu lover, baby! Do you see now why I have me here?”

With a knowing smile, the stunned young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman simply nodded her head before drifting feeling her Hindu Lover roll off of her.

She fell asleep and yes, now she knew why her Ammījān had a Hindu man in her bed!

She dreamed about me fucking her again and again as she slept.

When she woke up, I was fucking her Ammījān again.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched as she hoped she would have me again before her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal returned from my trip.

When I left after the four days, I had fucked Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn three more times.

Most of my time was spent satisfying the huge Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lust of her Ammījān.

As Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Ammījān closed the back door, she turned to her daughter and said,

“Now I want you to listen to me good. Would you like me to share Durgesh with you baby?”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s mouth formed a huge smile and she went to hug her Ammījān and thank her.

Ummil-Mominīn said,

“Wait! Look, before we agree on this, you have to understand and agree to some rules. Number one, you will only fuck Durgesh when I’m with you. Never alone, understand, never!! You must never be alone with Durgesh.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn smiled and said OK.

Her Ammījān looked worried as she said,

“And number two, you will never, I mean never meet Durgesh anywhere but here in our house. And again, only when I’m here with you. I won’t stop you from being alone with Durgesh, even all of us three naked all the time, in our house baby! But you must never meet Durgesh when I’m not close to you! We must be together. He’s very dangerous man, baby! And you will not know how to handle Durgesh alone. He is a very nasty man too when he wants to be. Durgesh doesn’t have only the Unique Uncut Hindu Penis. Durgesh has the Unique, Utmost Complex, Hindu brain too. Promise me you will live up to these two rules. OK?”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn told her Ammījān she would agree and that she wanted to know when I could come see them again.

Ummil-Mominīn told Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn she could invite me over on Saturday when her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal was playing golf.

She told Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn that she could get fucked again by me on Saturday morning.

They agreed and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn kissed her Ammījān and held her tight.

They both could feel my Hindu Vīrý still dripping out of their Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān pussies and into their panties.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn smiled as she felt the thrill of what she had just done.

She couldn’t wait until Saturday.

Neither could her Ammījān!

Chapter 13

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

51. The everbest wives-1

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

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

74. Ammī the competent

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

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

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

93.. The everincreasing infinite lust

94. The women in my life

95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

96.  A Deep Conflict-1

97. I’m never ashamed of it

98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

102.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

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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. Saamved: Mantr 1

36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

40.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25


Ahal-Al Bayt-11

Ahal-Al Bayt

Durgesh

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

One more obsession

Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s wife, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, was looking up at Durgesh half smiling…
“That was quick!”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt somewhat embarrassed.

They had been playing about in bed as married couples do who have been together for some years.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh had just rolled on top of Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, with her encouragement, but as he entered her, Muħammad Rasūlullāh just exploded.

“So??”

“What??”

“Why??”

“Err… not sure.”

“Well, something must have set you off. That’s not happened in years. Come on… share it…”

“Not sure I can.”

“Why not?”

“I think you might be upset.”

“Try me. If it turns you on so much maybe we should explore it…”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had, by now, wriggled out from underneath Muħammad Rasūlullāh and was lying on her side still looking at Durgesh, her head propped up by her right hand.

Clearly, Muħammad Rasūlullāh was not going to get away…

“What was it?”

Nervously, hesitating again Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked at Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn who was starting to grin..

“Darling, are you all right? You look embarrassed.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked away and down as he felt Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s left hand encircle his penis which was starting to harden again..

“Allah! Something’s really exciting you. You’ve never got this hard again so quickly in years…”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked up again.

He was excited.

Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was gently moving her hand up and down, feathering her fingers over Durgesh’s groin and balls.

Exquisite.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh took a deep breath.

“I was thinking about you and Durgesh.”

“Durgesh?”

“Yes. I found as you both were playing together with each other, talking about the evening, I had this mental picture of you and Durgesh …” Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s voice trailed off, “Actually, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, to be honest, I think you make a great lovely pair with Durgesh.”

“No.” Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn winked at Muħammad Rasūlullāh teasingly, “I wonder what’s happening to you Musalmeen!”

“What do you mean?” Muħammad Rasūlullāh was all-alert abruptly.

Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn laughed,

“Nowadays we Musalmān wives find you Musalmeen pairing us with our Hindu friends and even appreciating such pairs of ours with Hindus.”

“Afraid so. Yes. But what’s wrong with it? It’s the truth.”

Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s eyes were full of laughter, as was her voice.

“So you climaxed as you entered me thinking exactly what?”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh knew he was going red in the face.

“I imagined Durgesh was fucking you, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, instead of me.”

“Oh golly, that is nasty.”

“Sorry.”

“Oh, don’t be sorry. It’s just somewhat surprising. What led you to that?”

“You really want to know?”

“Sure do. Anything that can bring you off that quickly is something I should know about.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh tried to put his hands round Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn to draw her in for a passionate kiss.

“No way. That can wait. I want to hear the story. You’ve never met Durgesh till now anyway.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh sighed.

“I think that is just the point. I had never met him, but I knew from our conversations over the years that Durgesh was your lover when you were at university. He sends an Eidul Fitr card each year and, I’m guessing as this I do not know for sure, one of the Valentine cards you get each year is definitely not from me…”

“You’re kidding?”

“No. You have always commented how did I manage to arrange to send them from so many different countries, how outrageous they were…I have denied sending them but you have never believed me.”

“Till now.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh could see that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was now thinking about this.

Her hand was just holding my cock that was firmly hard, gently throbbing.

“Go on.”

“I also know you get a letter in those Eidul Fitr cards. I suspect you sent at least one back.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s hand dropped from my cock.

“You know about those letters?”

“Not what’s in them but once a couple of years ago when you were ill and I was looking after the children the cards came in and I opened them.. including the one with the Indian postmark. There was a letter in it for you, marked “private” and because I was rushed off my feet with the twins, I just glanced at it. I thought very little of it then… but later it started me thinking..”

“Why?”

“I remember it started off “Dearest Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn ” and at the end number of ““kisses”“ had been added at the bottom. Then when I looked for it to give it to you I could only find the card.. I assumed I had lost the letter, but later after the next Valentine’s day card came in post marked Singapore it set me thinking. Singapore and India are very close..”

Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was really concentrating on Muħammad Rasūlullāh.

“Then last Eidul Fitr you tell me he’s now got a girlfriend in Cornwall teaching practical mining engineering and that he’s suggested you meet up for dinner in London on his way through later on in the new year. Seems ok, but I start to wonder what you guys were like together, what you write to each other, and when I do it excites me.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked away somewhat shamefaced.

“Sorry but it does.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s arms were now round Muħammad Rasūlullāh and she was kissing him.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was holding her also.

His penis was rock hard.

“Relax darling. It’s ok. You can tell me. Seems like you enjoy talking about it anyway…”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was now rubbing her body against his… and there was a solid bar in between..

“Then we meet Durgesh this evening and you clearly still do like him a lot. There was a sparkle in your eyes and you flirted a little with him.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh hesitated again..

“Go on. I want all of it. All your feelings..”

“There were a few moments tonight which made me squirm, my stomach ache, but excited me and all evening I kept of finding myself with an erection.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh stopped.

Surely, that was enough.

“Go on, you must tell me if it turns you so much.”

“I find it somewhat humiliating too.”

“But clearly that also turned you on tonight.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was again playing with Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s erection and now also teasing his nipples with her other hand.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh just held her.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh could not concentrate on anything else.

“Did it?”

“What?”

“Turn you on.”

“Yes.”

“Allah! We are finding things out tonight…”

“Let’s hear the rest of the story then. What few moments??”

“When we arrived and I excused myself as I had to go to the bathroom. I was so screwed up with tension. Then when I returned you had already gone to the bar. As I walked in I could see you and a man, which turned out as I expected to be Durgesh, sitting side by side on stools chatting. You were flicking your hair and as I approached I could see the fun in your eyes.”

“That’s all it was Muħammad Rasūlullāh, just fun. I love you.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh could see Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was concerned now.

Perhaps, she was realizing that this could turn quite serious.

“It’s ok Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn I know that. It’s just… I don’t know it turned me for some reason. Even more so, when I arrived and had to stand behind you both for a moment before you turned and introduced me. You never said he was that much larger than me or that he was so strong. He nearly broke my hand when we shook hands you know. It’s still tender.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked hard at Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn when he said this and she had the good grace to blush a little and look down.

“I did not wish you to be jealous…..I know Durgesh was a bit of a “hunk”… That’s why I went out with him at Uni. And it seems Durgesh still is…”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh jerked as Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said this and clearly, she felt it through his penis.

“So you like that do you?”

“What?”

“Come on you know.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh tried to look away but the pillow and bed would not allow it.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn‘s hand that had been playing with his nipples took his jaw in her hand and turned his face to her.

Leaning in she kissed him, gently at first, then with more force till her tongue was in his mouth, whirling around.

As we broke apart, a slightly serious look came over her.

“Imagine that was me and Durgesh.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s whole body shook and jerked and he felt as if he would climax again.

“Wow.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt worse, but, Allah, so excited.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was sure he had never been harder.

“Go on.”

“Then there was no seat for me next to you so I had to take one next to Durgesh.”

“I know and I thought it was very nice of you to say to Durgesh that he should talk to me rather than try and lean back. Those stools were so tight into the bar.”

“True. But as Durgesh turned his back to me.. it was as if I was there on my own and you on a date with Durgesh. You know what the crazy thing was?”

“No.”

“It made me hot to think of you being on a date with Durgesh.”

“That is crazy.”

“I know and I am feeling guilty about it.”

“No need to. You were there. It wasn’t a date.”

“True but it felt like one…”

Anything else?”

“Actually yes. I found it excruciatingly when you guys stood up and when Durgesh took your arm and you both turned to me and you said to the barman, but also to me.. “I’m sure my husband will pay.” I could have died.”

“Well you didn’t.”

“No But I felt as if I could.”

“Dear dear Muħammad Rasūlullāh … how hard you are… there must have been something you liked about it…”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was trapped.

“What were you feeling?”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was almost stuttering now..

“1.. 1…found it one of the most stimulating moments of my life.”

“What me standing holding Durgesh’s arm and saying you would pay? You truly are starting to worry me…. But it must be true as you’re as hard as anything and leaking precum all over my hand.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had looked down at Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s cock and was now looking up into his face.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh could only nod.

“This truly is a different night…”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh nodded.

It was all Muħammad Rasūlullāh could do.

“So…”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was prodding him again.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh had sort of gone into dreamland..

“When later after dinner we went to that club and you danced with Durgesh. Especially in that slow dance when he held you close and, although it was dark, I am sure I saw Durgesh’s hand slip down over your extremely gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān bottom.. and… I am not sure, I probably imagined it, but I thought Durgesh might have given you quite a kiss on the mouth.”

As Muħammad Rasūlullāh said these words Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn blushed.

“So Durgesh kissed you playing with your bottom?”

“Yes. But Muħammad Rasūlullāh, we did so at our University days every now and then. It was nothing new for Durgesh and I.”

“Did you return the kiss?”

“Only a little… but if I had known how you feel maybe I should have given him a deeper one…”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt as if he would cum again on the spot.

He was trying to “fuck” the hand Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was holding round his cock.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was now smiling at Muħammad Rasūlullāh in a mischievous way.

She knew.

“Who’s an excited little boy then??”

Little boy?????? With that, Muħammad Rasūlullāh came again all over her hand.

Damn!

“What did you do that for?”

“I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Well I’m not going to get fucked tonight am I?

Clearly, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was not happy.

“You should have been able to control yourself, you’ve never been able to get it up three times in a night even when we were on our honeymoon.”

“I normally can control myself as you know, but for whatever reason tonight I couldn’t.”

“Fat lot of use you are then.”

“Well maybe you can use your vibrator.”

“Looks like I will have to.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn turned away to her bedside table, opened the top drawer, and took out her vibrator.

It was something Muħammad Rasūlullāh had purchased some years ago, not much longer than his 6 inches and about as wide as he was.

They did not use it often in their play, although Muħammad Rasūlullāh did wonder why it was in the top drawer.

Normally it was in the second or third one down… As she rolled back towards him Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered..

“Can I go down on you at the same time??”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn looked steadily at him. Muħammad Rasūlullāh could not decide what she was thinking.

“Ok but be gentle and allow me space to dictate the speed..”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh smiled, it was one of the things he loved doing for Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, although she seemed to prefer it when he fucked her.

Just as he was moving to go down to that musky aromatic heaven..

“Muħammad Rasūlullāh  ..”

I looked up

“You see this??” she was holding up the vibrator.

“Yes.”

“While you down there here’s a thought for you.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was grinning at Muħammad Rasūlullāh.. Her eyes glittering..

“Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock is definitely longer and wider than this…and I’ll be thinking of it..”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt nauseas.

His throat felt dry, his balls ached from coming twice so quickly, but he was hard again.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked down Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was also looking and giggling.

“Seems like you like the idea… a lot…”

Down Muħammad Rasūlullāh went, to that hot, damp, actually very wet, area between Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s thighs.

He loved giving Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pleasure this way.. moving his tongue from side to side on her clitoris while she fucked herself with the dildo.

It was heaven.

It did not take long for Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn to have a most explosive orgasm.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh went to move away and her legs twisted over and held him there.

It was difficult to take breath.

“No need to move yet. We can do that again shortly.”

And they did.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh found that he was hard.. .

He wanted to come AGAIN…

Muħammad Rasūlullāh went to mount Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn but she pushed him away.

“Enough.”

They rolled over somewhat apart and he started gently to play with himself thinking of all that they had done.

Magic.

Suddenly a hand landed on him and gave him a squeeze.

“Owe! That hurts.”

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s hand had landed on Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s right hand that he had been using which was still tender from the handshake that Muħammad Rasūlullāh had received from Durgesh.

“No more wanking. I cannot believe you want to come again. However, I want you raring to go tomorrow. The kids are still with your parents and we have all of tomorrow to ourselves. Think of something else. Count sheep or something.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh really had no choice and anyway he was actually fairly worn out with their activities anyway.

It did not take Muħammad Rasūlullāh long to drift off into a deep sleep.***

Morning broke and they both woke up together.

They kissed and there was a great feeling in the air.

It was as if they were on honeymoon again.

“How about we go for a drive, find a nice restaurant for an early dinner and then retire to bed?”

“Before we have even left it?”

“Yep. Because I’m in danger of wanting to jump on you..”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was already hard and pressing up against Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn

“Typical.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh could hear the fun in Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s voice.

“But you’re right. Put that away and let’s get going. it seems a great idea. The day to ourselves. Know what the weather is going to be like?”

“Supposed to be hot again..”

As it turned out it was and Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered if Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn used it to tease him.

She had on a fairly short skirt and a light blouse which soon draw Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s attention once they were in the car and driving out into the country.

They had a fun BMW Z4.

The top down.

The wind in their hair…

“Do I detect no bra?”

“Like it?”

“I want to stop now…”

“Oh no you don’t. Just concentrate on the driving..”

Not without difficulty, Muħammad Rasūlullāh thought… but he managed it.

Later on they found a nice pub come restaurant for an early dinner.

Some early punters were in, however, they managed to get a table.

It was a bit close to the bar, but not bad.

As they sat down Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn leaned in and whispered in Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s ear..

“Would you like me to undo an extra blouse button.”

“Absolutely.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was grinning again.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had withdrawn her head from his ear to see his expression she moved to whisper again,

“Do remember others might see something.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh gulped and knew that he was straining to get hard.

Good thing he had fairly firm jeans on.. Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was grinning.

“I thought you would like that idea.”

Half way through Muħammad Rasūlullāh suddenly realized that not only was he getting an eyeful of Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s charms.. when she leaned forward.. so too where the guys standing at the bar.

It was distinctly more crowded at the end where their table was.

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn seemed oblivious, but Muħammad Rasūlullāh realized that this was not the case, when, as they ended their meal, she scribbled a note on her paper napkin which she had not used. Folded it, then handed it to Muħammad Rasūlullāh as she got up.

“Just got to go to the ladies. See you shortly.”

Eyes at the bar, which was now quite crowded, followed her. I leant back in my chair and unfolded the napkin.

“Pay bill. Tell check shirt you need the little boys’ room. Ask him to tell me to meet you at car. Go to car. If I am not there in 20 minutes, come back in. Remember I love you. Kisses.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh sat there staring at the note.

He found again that he was glad.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was wearing what he was.

The jeans were strong enough to hold his erection contained.

It felt strange to be restrained, but hot.

He knew he was already leaking pre-cum.

Could he do it?

What if he did not?

Muħammad Rasūlullāh could feel his pulse pounding… Something inside Muħammad Rasūlullāh said,

“Go for it.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh went up to the bar and paid.

Looked round.

“Check shirt” was one of those guys who make you feel quite inferior.

Tall, Well built, but not fat, interesting face.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh not seen him before and he realized why.

He had been standing slightly to one side and behind him chatting to a small group of guys.

Deep breath.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh went up to him.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes.”

“Sorry to disturb you, but I have just paid my bill and I need the little boys room rather urgently..”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s face felt hot.

He just knew he must be going red..

“So?”

A deep even voice, confident sounding of his own ability and strength.

“Err Well I need to go and Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s wife, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, is not yet back. Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered if you could ask tell her when she gets back her to meet me at our car??”

“I can, but why don’t you just let her wait here??”

“No. Please just tell her.”

“All right, but if you ask me your lady is not one to tell. I think you might find she might like to have a drink with us.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh did not know what to say.

He tried to be cool, but he knew it sounded wrong.

“Guess they will have to see. I have to run.”

“You do that. Off to the little boys room…”

With that, he turned to the group and Muħammad Rasūlullāh went off.

He decided he would use the boys room anyway.

He wanted to “adjust” himself as the position of his cock trying to get hard was somewhat painful… It was as if Muħammad Rasūlullāh was in a chastity device.

As he thought about that, it felt as if his cock was going to burst.

He must be mad.

As Muħammad Rasūlullāh reached the mens’, he had to pass the ladies, and as he did so Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn came out.

She did not see Muħammad Rasūlullāh as he had just gone past and the movement of the closing door made him look back.

As she headed diagonally away from him, towards the bar, Muħammad Rasūlullāh could see that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had let her blond hair down and that she had put on more make up.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh hurried on.

Fortunately, there was a “stall” so Muħammad Rasūlullāh could not only take a pee but adjust himself.

As he did so he heard, a couple of guys come in.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh recognized the voices from the bar.

They were clearly standing at the urinals.

“You reckon Rājesh Rājpoot’s going to score?”

“How can he? Her husband must be close by.”

“Well she was none too pleased about being “told” to go to the car was she?”

“Nope.”

“What was it she said? Something like “If that little boy told me to wait by the car by himself he can think again.”

“Didn’t take long for Rājesh Rājpoot to offer her a drink.”

“And for her to accept.”

“Cracking tits. No bra.”

“Yep.”

“Reckon Rājesh Rājpoot cop a handful?”

“Good chance.”

“Come on let’s get back. Great view. Be fun to watch Rājesh Rājpoot in action.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was sweating.

He waited a short while longer.

It seemed like ages.

Came out.

Washed up and tried to freshen up with some cold water on his face.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh held out his hands.

His whole body was shaking.

Gut wrenching.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was so hard.

What to do?

Back to bar?

He checked his watch 10 minutes gone.

Another 10 to go.

It was only later Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered why he had not just ignored Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s instructions and just gone back in.
No choice.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh went out to the car.

Slipping out the back entrance so he did not need to go back through the bar.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh sat in the car and time passed as slow as he had ever known.

Eventually 10 minutes elapsed.

He had hoped that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn would have come out, but there was not sign.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh got out of the car.

Locked it.

Took some deep breaths to try and steady and slow his pumping heart and went back in.

The bar had been steadily filling up.

It was clearly popular.

The restaurant area was also doing good trade.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh got in, but found that he could not see Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh?

Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn?

What the tragedy of these great names!

Neither of the couple deserved these great names.

Yet, neither of them agreed with me in the matter.

“What’s wrong with our names?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn retorted.

“Don’t you know?” I smiled at her.

“Nope!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said to me curtly.

Muħammad Rasūlullāh was also watching me reproachfully.

“Not only Kħadījah—” I smiled, “Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn. Not only Muħammad—Muħammad Rasūlullāh.” I smiled sarcastically.

“I’m listening.” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said vigorously, “My Ammījān is named Ummil-Mominīn. She named me Kħadījah. Any problem?”

“Only this, why do you use your Ammī’s name with your own name?”

“I hate my Abbū, if it’s any of your business.” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said, “I’m a feminist, moreover.”

Muħammad Rasūlullāh smiled at me sarcastically,

“Similarly, my Abbū is named Rasūlullāh. He named me, Muħammad.”

“You don’t hate your Abbū.” I smiled sarcastically too, “You aren’t a feminist. So you use your Abbū’s name with your name!”

“Any problem?”

“You don’t deserve this great name.”

“Who is asking your opinion?”

“Muħammad, you don’t deserve even this greatest name in Årabic.”

“Tell it to my ignorant parents.”

“You shouldn’t use your Abbū’s name with your name.”

“Try to get such a legal instruction to us from a competent court. You are a great advocate. Aren’t you?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn winked at me, lewdly rather, deliberately.

It was so many years ago, when my daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, played on a baseball team in little league.

I would take her to practice twice a week.

Her coach Durgesh was a handsome Hindu man who flirted with the beautiful Musalmān women excessively.

I am not a “hottie” but many people say I am attractive.

People have always told me I look like Katarina Kaif.

I am just a normal everyday wife and mother at thirty years of age.

I have an ok sex life with Kħātimul Rasal, my husband.

I have a few fantasies in which I use to “Get off” during our lovemaking.

Durgesh and I had become good friends.

He of course flirted with me too, as he did with others.

I would flirt back and make little comments that sometimes surprised me.

I found myself masturbating about an encounter with him.

I have never thought of actually cheating and thought I would not consider it, but it happened, nevertheless.

The park where my daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, practiced was large and wooded around the parking areas.

It was on this particular evening that I crossed over; dabbling in something, I was not prepared for.

Durgesh’s other coaches were on the field handling everything when he approached me about helping him get some drinks out of his van.

“Hey Ummil-Mominīn, you pretty lady, how about helping me get some stuff out of the van?”

“Ok, big man, where are you parked?”

“In the back down there.” He pointed in the direction, which was in the back corner of the parking lot.

It was under some trees backed in, no other cars around his.

We had done this before so I did not have anything in mind other than getting refreshments.

We started strolling side by side towards his vehicle.

It was late in the evening and dusk had settled in.

He flirted heavily as we walked, “I feel like we’re teenagers going parking back here.” He laughed.

“Yeah, brings back memories doesn’t it.”

Smiling, he said,

“Well you never know what I might do to ya back here.”

I laughed,

“Oh are you promising me something?”

“Well, we’ll see if you can take it.”

“Oh I can take it.” I giggled like a schoolgirl.

We moved around to the back of the van, behind it was heavily wooded.

Durgesh opened up the doors.

I spotted the two-liter cokes inside.

I turned to look at him and he embraced me, kissing me full on the lips.

I was actually shocked but kissed him back.

It happened so fast.

Before I knew it, he had taken his Uncut Hindu Cock out and moved my hand to it.

Excitement swelled in my mind and body as my hand grasped at his girth.

I never held one that big, in fact I had only held two in my life.

I stroked it a few times until he sat inside the van with his legs out.

He had pulled his pants down over his hips.

I looked around not knowing what to do actually.

He pulled me down beside him and physically pulled my head to his lap.

My heart pounded as I stared at this humungous Uncut Hindu Cock.

My mouth instinctively opened as I moved it onto and over the large Uncut Hindu Head.

I started sucking him.

He felt enormous in my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

I worked my tongue over the head, twirling it around and then flicking the tip over the hole in his Uncut Hindu Cock.

I felt my lips stretching over his shaft.

I looked at his uncutness as I sucked him.

It thrilled me causing me to suck Durgesh more and more.

Allah!

I had gone mad thinking that the great Hindu legend Durgesh has himself offered me his legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.

Sorry, I doubt any sane Musalmān Beauty can leave such a golden chance.

My hand wrapped at the base as I started jacking him.

My strokes got faster and I bobbed my head up and down.

I heard my own sucking noises as my saliva built up on the large Uncut Hindu Head.

I moaned a little and my head bobbed up and down faster, my jerking got faster as if I was trying to make him cum.

Durgesh started bucking upwards and grunting.

I started to pull my Sunni Musalmān head up but Durgesh had grabbed my Sunni Musalmān head with his hands and Held me tightly on him.

Durgesh came inside my extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

It felt weird, warm and gooey, I had never done that, didn’t intend to this time.

However, I went with it.

I swallowed most of it thinking I had to.

Even with this happening so fast, I knew we did not want any evidence.

I felt some running out of my mouth over my face and chin.

I lifted my Sunni Musalmān head from him.

“Wow, damn that was good.” Durgesh said.

“Allah, I can’t believe I just did that.” I said pleasantly surprised.

Durgesh handed me a towel and I wiped my mouth and face.

We heard a car slowly approaching looking for parking.

We scurried getting the cokes and cups.

We appeared from behind his van with arms full of refreshments for the boys.

This happened in about three minutes.

However, was probably the most exciting three minutes of my sexual life.

On the ride home, I squirmed in the seat.

I could feel how wet I was.

The minute I got home, I ran to the bathroom, locked the door and masturbated.

I was wetter and more swollen than I had ever been in my life.

I came with the most intense orgasm ever and have yet to top it.

I read the stories about Hindu men.

I know reality is they do not all have big Uncut Hindu Cocks.

Durgesh was extremely large.

I think that is why Durgesh was so confident in himself.

I am never ashamed of it.

I don’t know why that happened.

Maybe it was just so fast that I reacted irresponsibly.

I have never told anyone about the incident.

I have now all the intentions, in the world, of cheating again and never avoid Durgesh when I see him.

He caressed my gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān buttocks, smiling at me.

I grabbed his Uncut Hindu Lund smiling at him.

Allah, I was more eager to repeat it than even Durgesh was.

I do think about that day and think about what it would have been like for Durgesh to fuck me but that is only in my thoughts, till now.

I will certainly do that, whenever I get the first chance, because now I could not live without it myself.

I have had a hard enough time dealing with that.

I began to look for Durgesh at the ball fields and when I would see him, I would smile instead of avoiding him in which I had done for so long.

It wasn’t long before Durgesh was stopping and chatting with me.

I began to respond to his flirting by doing the same.

One evening Durgesh walked up to me sitting in the bleachers and said,

“We need to finish what we started.”

I grinned slyly at him,

“What did we start?”

Durgesh laughed,

” Ummil-Mominīn, you know what we started and I am ready to finish it.”

“Shhhh” I whispered to him because Durgesh spoke a little too loud.

Durgesh just grinned at me.

“So how did you plan on finishing it?” I asked him.

“I know a place we can go out by an artificial lake over across from that dairy farm in Makkah Mukarramah.”

“How far is that?”

“Its only about 15 miles, back on an old sand road in the woods, my Pitr’shrī owns that place out there.”

“So you think that is safe, are there people out there?” I asked him being skeptical.

“Nah, ain’t nobody there, come on you can follow me out there.”

“I can’t do that today anyway, I have to wait on Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and carry her home.”

“What about tomorrow, can you get away then?”

“I have to get groceries tomorrow evening; I might meet you there and see what happens.”

“I tell you what, you meet me right there in the parking lot at six-thirty tomorrow evening and just follow me, it will only take us twenty minutes to get there.”

“Ok, but don’t just expect to do anything though ok?”

“That’s cool baby.” Durgesh said and winked at me.

I had kept a smile on my face the whole time.

That night it was all I could think about and didn’t know if I could really go through with it.

All I could think about was how Durgesh would feel inside of me.

The next evening came and I was filled with anticipation from thinking of what might happen all day.

“I am going to wal-mart to get groceries honey, is there anything you want.” I said to my husband as I walked through the living room.

“No I don’t want anything.” Kħātimul Rasal said as he turned back to the television.

I drove to the ball-field and there was Durgesh in the parking lot with his van running.

Durgesh spotted me and pulled out in front.

I followed him.

We drove for over fifteen minutes until Durgesh turned off the highway on a side road.

It was a few miles before Durgesh turned down another road that turned into sand.

We turned off again on another sand road that had a lot of pine straw on it as it got deeper in the woods and then there was a small clearing with a lake visible.

Durgesh pulled up close to the edge of the clearing that was close to the lake.

I pulled up beside him and we got out.

“So what do ya think about this place, secluded enough for you?”

“Yeah are you sure it’s ok?”

“Yeah, my Pitr’shrī owns this; I keep this spot up myself.”

Durgesh walked up to me placing his hands on my shoulders; Durgesh pushed me against my car and started kissing me.

I had butterflies in my stomach as I kissed him back.

His Hindu tongue probed the inside of my Sunni Musalmān mouth.

I sucked on it hungrily.

I put my arms around him; I could feel the muscles in his back.

Durgesh began to massage my buttocks, kneading them with his fingers.

“Come on, let’s get in the van.” Durgesh led me to the side door holding my hand.

I looked inside as Durgesh opened the door; I saw that Durgesh had a mattress with sheets and a blanket in the back.

The back seat of the van had been removed.

Durgesh helped me inside.

He followed and closed the door.

I sat with my legs to the side.

Durgesh began to kiss me again.

We were making out passionately as his hands had made their way to my breast.

My nipples had hardened between his fingers as Durgesh massaged them through my shirt.

Durgesh soon had unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my bra down over my breast and began kissing them.

The sensation of his Hindu lips rubbing across my nipple and his tongue circling them felt so good.

My hips rotated as Durgesh began rubbing between my legs.

I slowly spread wide them for him.

Durgesh removed my sandals and then began unbuttoning my jeans.

I fluttered as Durgesh unzipped them.

“Let’s get these off you.” Durgesh said in a soft masculine tone.

I lay back and raised my hips while Durgesh pulled them over my thighs to my ankles.

I pulled my feet from them exposing my tanned legs and white panties.

Durgesh removed his pants and then his underwear as his massive Uncut Hindu Cock flung free.

I stared at it remembering how it felt in my mouth.

My Heart began to race, my stomach fluttered as the thoughts of what was about to happen to me became real.

Durgesh lay beside me and began kissing me again moving to my nipples kissing.

His fingers now found the wetness between my legs.

Durgesh massaged me through my panties; my juices began to flow now.

Durgesh pulled my panties down, removing them.

I felt very nervous as his hand softly smoothed its way back up between my legs, rubbing the inside of my thigh on his way up.

His fingers massaged my Sunni Musalmān Clit as one of them probed the insides of me.

My mind raced, I could not believe I was going through with this but I could not help it.

I was entranced by Durgesh and had spent so many nights fantasizing of him and his Uncut Hindu Cock, my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy aching for his Uncut Hindu Lund.

This was it, I would go through with it, and I would give myself to Durgesh.

Forbidden fruit?

Hell, the Musalmān Beauties are enjoying it now very much, in fact obsessed with it.

Durgesh went to his knees.

He placed a pillow behind my Sunni Musalmān head and straddled my face lower his big Hindu nuts across my lips.

They felt soft and bulbous.

I opened my mouth and Durgesh dropped one of them inside.

I sucked it, tongued it.

The shaft of his Uncut Hindu Cock rubbed across my nose and forehead.

Durgesh then pulled his sack from my mouth and began rubbing the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock across my lips.

I instinctively opened my Sunni Musalmān mouth taking the Hindu head in and began to suck.

Durgesh grew even harder in my mouth as my tongue worked feverishly over the Hindu head.

I wrapped my hand around the thick shaft stroking him as I sucked.

I felt the legendary Hindu foreskin roll up in my Sunni Musalmān mouth.

It felt soft and velvety as I ran my tongue around it.

It was a strange sensation sucking the Hindu head with that amount of the legendary Hindu foreskin.

I had never had that much in my mouth, but I had only been with a couple of men in my life.

Durgesh started slowly to hump my mouth in a rhythmic fucking motion.

I felt my hips rotating and the swelling between my legs as Durgesh fucked my extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth.

I was so horny and my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy ached so badly that I arched my back and I raised my hips in the air.

I could not wait until Durgesh would take me, all of me.

Durgesh removed himself from my mouth and began to mount me.

He stared me in the eyes,

“You ready for this baby?”

“Yes.” I whispered as I spread my legs wider for his massive Hindu body.

Durgesh was on top of me now.

His hips helped to spread my legs.

Durgesh started rubbing his Uncut Hindu Cock up and down my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit.

I raised my hips to him letting him know he could take me now.

I felt the pressure of his thick Uncut Hindu Cock as Durgesh started to penetrate.

My hips began to squirm, and Durgesh pushed a little more opening me up.

I quivered all over, my stomach fluttered like it never had before.

I grew flush and started to pant.

My Sunni Musalmān head started to move from side to side as I felt his massive Hindu head started to split me open.

All of the sudden, it was like a wave swept over me; the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock ruptured my cunt.

My mouth opened wide as I gasped.

I threw my Sunni Musalmān head back.

“Ohhhhhhhh Allah,..Ohhh Allah,….Oh my Allah,.” I gasped and panted over and over.

My hands moved to his stomach holding him back. “Please go slow.” I panted.

“That’s it baby, relax. Take that Uncut Hindu Dick baby.”

Durgesh pulled back a little and then pushed back in.

I felt myself split open.

Durgesh worked his massive Uncut Hindu Cock slowly in me until Durgesh rested on top of me.

His massive Hindu arms slid under my back up to my shoulders gripping them as Durgesh pinned me down.

Durgesh then began to move in and out a little deeper with each thrust, only his hips moved.

I Held his ass now grasping and clinching at his buttocks as they moved up and down in a smooth rhythm.

I felt the Moment Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock reached deeper than I had been penetrated before.

The sensation and feeling is indescribable.

I panted as his hips began to thrust.

I tossed my Sunni Musalmān head from side to side.

I moaned and gasped in ecstasy.

I literally had a feeling of elation as I felt the thickness of his Uncut Hindu Cock inside the walls of my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

The depths of my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy opening up for the first time as the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock probed new territory.

My extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth locked on his kissing him, sucking his tongue in my mouth.

I was in a frenzy as I panted to him,

“Ohhhh Allah, you are sooo big ohhh Allah, I love it please fuck me Durgesh, fuck me. Oh Allah, you are soooo good.”

Durgesh became very excited and plunged down upon me with powerful thrusts not slowing, but in a perfect rhythm.

I felt the van rocking in time with his movements.

Durgesh looked me in the eyes and whispered,

“Ummil Mominīn, darling, You like that Uncut Hindu Dick baby?”

“Ohhhhhh Allah, Yesssssssss, I love it.” I then kissed his mouth again moaning and sucking his tongue as Durgesh gave me the most intense fuck I had ever had.

This was the largest man I ever had and felt a newness deep inside of my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy that I didn’t know could be reached or would even have feeling.

Durgesh slammed into me, all of his Uncut Hindu Cock disappearing.

I felt the large head of his Uncut Hindu Cock deep, swelling, probing.

I had taken all of him.

A euphoric feeling swept through my Sunni Musalmān mind and body.

“You gone give me this Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy when I want it baby?”

“Yes oh yes oh yes Durgesh.”

“Tell me then, tell me you gone give it to me.”

“It’s yours when you want it, Oh Allah, Durgesh yes it’s your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy when you want it.” The things coming out of my mouth were unlike me, it was so out of character.

This was not me.

I couldn’t believe how Durgesh continued to pound me into the mattress, Durgesh didn’t let up.

I had never felt an Uncut Hindu Cock before pull my Sunni Musalmān Clit down with it.

My Sunni Musalmān Clit rubbed along the thick shaft on his downward plunge as the base of his Hindu shaft took it inside my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

It was only minutes before I began to buck.

My hips squirmed, bucking up to him.

“Oh Allah, Durgesh Oh Allah, fuck me fuck me OHHHHHH ALLAH, DDDDD Durgesh FUCK ME” I came violently.

I felt dizzy but his fucking continued.

His massive hnbody plowing into me until Durgesh started to grunt, “Oh fuck yeah baby oh fuck I’m gonna nut in you baby.”

I started French kissing Durgesh and held on for dear life as Durgesh slammed my hips into the mattress.

Durgesh pounded me violently just before he came.

I felt the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock unleash massive amounts of Hindu Vīrý deepest in me.

I didn’t realize it was possible to feel a man’s cum erupt inside of you so deepest.

But now I knew you could.

Durgesh fully penetrated me, stopped, and gave out a loud grunt and I felt him explode like it was coating my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womb with another Hindu load.

Five times Durgesh did this until Durgesh fell on top of me.

“Damn that was good baby.” Durgesh said.

“Yes I loved it.” I whispered.

Durgesh withdrew his Uncut Hindu Cock from me, I felt it when it flopped out, leaving me gaping open with some of his Hindu Vīrý running out.

I looked down and saw how gaped open I was.

My Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt was so swollen and the lips were laid out like I had never seen them.

It looked like a mess between my legs.

Reality hit me of what I had done and where I should be right now.

I quickly put my clothes on and got out of the van.

Durgesh walked me to my car and hugged me.

Durgesh kissed me on the mouth tonguing me.

I kissed him back.

“So we gone do this again right?” Durgesh asked.

“Yes. Yessss! Vallah! Yesssss! Whenever you damn please.” That was all I could say.

“I am gone want that Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy next week now.” Durgesh said with a grin on his face.

“It’s yours to take, you’ve ruined it now. It can’t enjoy now anyone except you. Now, I understand why my friends say: Once with Durgesh, all else is trash.” I giggled and got in the car.

I drove away speeding to get back to town.

I felt soaked between my legs.

I had only been gone forty-five minutes so I felt like I had time.

I got to wal-mart and rushed through buying groceries.

I never shopped that fast before.

I checked out, got in the car and saw that I had been gone the same as I usually was when grocery shopping.

I arrived home right at dark, got out and immediately felt a little soreness between my legs.

I felt like I was soaked.

My husband, Kħātimul Rasal, came out to help me get the groceries.

He kissed me and told me my daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, had called and then some small talk as we entered the house.

We finished getting it all in and Kħātimul Rasal sat back down to watch television.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower and I saw a wet spot had soaked through my jeans.

I was scared to death, removing them quickly.

My panties were completely soiled.

I took them off and the crotch was full of Hindu Vīrý.

I knew now why I felt it so deepest in me.

Durgesh must have erupted more cum than I had ever seen.

I put them in the basket, covering them with other clothes knowing I would wash everything tonight.

I was washing thoroughly in the shower; I opened my legs wider to wash and gobs of Durgesh’s Hindu Vīrý dropping to the shower floor.

I washed between my legs over and over again.

It was much different this time.

I did not have any guilty feelings about what I had done, I don’t know why.

The first time with Durgesh I had done much less and felt enormous guilt but this time I gave myself to him, my womanhood and I did not feel guilty.

That night lying in bed, I reached down touching my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt and I could feel how swollen it was.

My hips were a little sore from being slammed so hard.

I masturbated after my husband drifted off.

The thought of what Durgesh had done to me was overwhelming.

I knew I would give myself to Durgesh again, again and again, till I exist.

What I had been through that evening was truly unbelievable.

Yes, Once with Durgesh, all else is trash!

Chapter 12

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

51. The everbest wives-1

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

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

74. Ammī the competent

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

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

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

92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10

93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

93.. The everincreasing infinite lust

94. The women in my life

95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

96.  A Deep Conflict-1

97. I’m never ashamed of it

98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

102.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

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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. Saamved: Mantr 1

36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

40.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25


Sixty One Eighteen in love-7

Sixty One Eighteen in love

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Kħadījah Akbar was a little surprised by the obvious intimate demonstration of how the sisters felt for one another.

It was almost unnatural the degree to which they took the kissing, yet Kħadījah Akbar couldn’t help but feel aroused.

Her nipples swelled and Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy started to tingle as she was riveted by the erotic scene.

The shower was a single room the size of a double garage tiled from floor to ceiling with two-inch squares of shiny white ceramic.

Along one wall, half a dozen silver showerheads stuck out from the wall overhead, and at waist level beneath them were single knobs.

There were five liquid soap dispensers mounted at shoulder level with one between each shower.

On the opposite wall were silver hooks for hanging towels or other things.

A plastic-lined hamper in one corner held used towels.

After hanging their fresh towels up, Åāýéshah Ůsmān walked up to the first shower.

Fātimah Ůsmān  had a devious plan in mind and waited, allowing Kħadījah Akbar to move in between them.

After adjusting the water temperature, they soaked their bodies, letting the warm stream to rinse the sweat away.

Kħadījah Akbar stood there with her head bent over, allowing the water to filter through her long blonde mane.

“Mind if I wash your back?” Fātimah Ůsmān asked.

Kħadījah Akbar’s head shook, indicating her willingness.

Her mind was on the thought of being with a man, hands roaming over her supple skin, lips sucking on the swollen, aching nipples before the hard tip of a man’s Uncut Hindu Cock pushed deeply into her wanting sex.

Had it not been for the twins flanking her, Kħadījah Akbar would’ve pressed a hand between her legs and fingered herself to a much-needed orgasm.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān heard the exchange and wasn’t about to be left out of the action.

As Fātimah Ůsmān  turned and pumped liquid soap into her hand, Åāýéshah Ůsmān did the same, both Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls lathering it up.

When Fātimah Ůsmān  turned toward Kħadījah Akbar her eyes met her sister’s and they silently agreed to share the instructor they both had quite strong feelings for.

Fātimah Ůsmān staked out Kħadījah Akbar’s left side as Åāýéshah Ůsmān claimed the right.

Suddenly four soapy hands were massaging the instructor’s tired shoulders and upper back.

It felt wonderful to her and she made her enjoyment known with soft, waterlogged sighs and moans.

While periodically refilling their palms with additional soap the welcome caresses continued down her back.

It felt so good to be touched like this, Kħadījah Akbar thought with a sigh.

They had such skilled fingertips that she silently wondered, especially after the deep tongue kiss, if they did things like this all the time to each other.

Why couldn’t she have had a sister like one of them?

Did the sisters shower together, and rub one another’s bodies?

If they kissed lips, did they also tongue the “other” lips?

Why was she even thinking of such things?

Yet the more she did the hotter she became.

The needy warmth in her loins grew, Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt moistening with juice in anticipation as both nipples flared with excitement.

Once the hands soaped her lower back they returned to her shoulders, leaving Kħadījah Akbar wanting for more but suspecting she wouldn’t get it.

After dispensing more soap they moved to her front, rubbing down her upper chest before lowering to her breasts.

When their loving fingers encompassed both swells, all was lost.

The soap acted as a lubricant, as much for her mind as for her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

The hands glided all over the bare tits, palms and fingers pinching and squeezing the entire slick surfaces.

Two hands caressed each tit over and over, fingertips briefly swirling on top of and around the hardened nipples.

Kħadījah Akbar couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt to be touched by the sisters who were so thoroughly washing her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

The warmth in her loins surged into a fiery passion.

When her eyes opened and her head turned towards Fātimah Ůsmān in an expression of thanks, the twin kissed her lips.

Kħadījah Akbar had never kissed another Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman before but there was no hesitation in the embrace as tongues anxiously entwined in deep, desperate kisses.

The hands slowly inched lower over her flat belly.

Fātimah Ůsmān’s fingers were then sifting through the thin, narrow patch of tangled curls just above Kħadījah Akbar’s Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, which was now aching with want.

The puffy lips were partially opened, making it easy for a finger to dip into the moist, warm valley between them.

Fātimah Ůsmān  probed her femininity and teased the enlarged nub of her clit.

With a loud gasp Kħadījah Akbar’s body stiffened and shuddered as joyous surges of pleasure enveloped her needy flesh.

The gasp was followed by moans as Fātimah Ůsmān maintained the stroking of her clit.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s fingers found her way there, a finger gently working into her wet Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.

When the single digit found its way into the canal, a second joined in, stretching the opening wider.

After splashing water to wash away the last remnants of soap Fātimah Ůsmān’s lips locked onto Kħadījah Akbar’s left nipple.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān followed the lead, capturing the right.

They gave the aerobics instructor all the stimulation she could handle.

With two fingers fucking her Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, another tweaking her clit, and both aching nubs being licked and sucked, she was a prisoner of her own desire.

A moth caught in the flame.

“Oh yes!” her voice weakly cried out, overwhelmed by the last thing she had ever expected.

Kħadījah Akbar gave in to the growing warmth of delight as it flooded her form.

She embraced the peals of pleasure erupting from deep within her loins.

Her wetness flowed, coating the welcome fingers invading her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān canal.

Soon the increasing passion built into a rising crescendo that had her on the very edge of orgasm.

“Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhh!” she weakly cried out.

Her exquisitely etched body clenched hard in sexual release.

As the twins maintained their touching and sucking, Kħadījah Akbar found herself in the throes of ecstasy.

She wildly shook in uncontained, unrestrained convulsions as all of the pent-up energy was released at once.

Juice flooded her Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt as her muscles tightened, her luscious form quaking in one earth-shattering explosion of passion unleashed.

When her stiff body went limp, the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls pulled away.

Kħadījah Akbar didn’t know what word of thanks to offer and only gave them a look, first at Fātimah Ůsmān, and then to Åāýéshah Ůsmān, with a smile and a thoughtful nod.

They smiled back, indicating their pleasure at having pleased her.

Quite content to have an audience, Fātimah Ůsmān moved behind Åāýéshah Ůsmān, and began washing her shoulders.

Her hands then worked their way down her front, hands squeezing on both perky breasts while tweaking the stiff, throbbing nipples.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān was once more alarmed as Fātimah Ůsmān  broke the golden rule once more by publicly showing sexual affection, but surrendered herself to the physical joy.

On impulse, Kħadījah Akbar pumped some soap into one palm, rubbed it into lather, and reached her hand between Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s thighs.

The older Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman had never touched another Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl before, and she found it to be strangely exciting.

The curiosity she’d had all her life was finally playing itself out.

Her soapy fingers gently rubbed over the rise of her hairless Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān pubic mound before lightly caressing the velvety smooth outer folds.

After rubbing the length a middle finger pressed between them and into the warm feminine valley within.

Kħadījah Akbar could feel Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s body shuddering as if with great delight at being touched so intimately.

Of course she was familiar with female anatomy and easily found the bump of Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s clit, yet it also felt so odd as she stroked another Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

She was suddenly filled with a desire to do so much more, but Fātimah Ůsmān  had a grip on both her sister’s breasts and was kneading them harshly.

The sight of the two sisters expressing their deep emotional affection for one another in this sexual act was as erotic as it was unnatural.

Their lips were tightly compressed, tongues wrestling in one another’s mouths.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s hands were rubbing her own taut lower belly, but then she blindly reached out for Kħadījah Akbar, finding her shoulders.

When Åāýéshah Ůsmān anxiously placed downward pressure on Kħadījah Akbar’s shoulders, her desire was quite clearly communicated.

Shaking with nervous apprehension the older Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman lowered to her knees.

In an impressive display of natural agility Åāýéshah Ůsmān raised her right leg, placing the bottom of the foot on the waist-high faucet and leaned back against Fātimah Ůsmān for support.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was very much exposed and accessible, and with trembling fingers, Kħadījah Akbar further separated the swollen labia and revealed the lush pink valley within.

Her tongue pressed against the tangy flesh and started exploring the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl’s Panjvaqtā NamāzīSaåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

She felt hands being wrapped around the back of her head, guiding her mouth where it was most desired, centered on the enlarged clit.

Recalling how the twins had satisfied her passion, Kħadījah Akbar worked two fingers into the tight, wet canal and began stretching the narrow opening.

Juice coated the fingers and soon they were plunging deeply into Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s steamy Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl began writhing quite strongly, encouraging Kħadījah Akbar to increase the pace and power of the thrusts.

For another few minutes, Kħadījah Akbar did her best to keep the two fingers ramming hard into her hot Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt while licking on and around the bump of sensitized flesh.

It was the strangest thing the instructor had ever done before yet it gave her an incredible sense of power as she engaged in the twisted act of love between twin sisters.

But it also made sense to her at some level, for why wouldn’t the two Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls be doing this to one another, pleasing one another as only another Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman truly could?

And then Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s body clenched hard.

Kħadījah Akbar could feel the added friction as the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl’s Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt constricted around the fingers.

She could feel fresh juice as the wetness suddenly increased.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s form was wildly writhing, making it hard to keep her mouth on its target.

The twin’s voice was gasping aloud, thankfully muffled by the water running from three of the showers.

When the orgasm had run its course, the hands around her head gently pushed Kħadījah Akbar’s face away and the instructor rose back to her feet.

Fātimah Ůsmān  smiled at Kħadījah Akbar and then her gaze shifted down to her mouth, a hunger in those lovely eyes.

Without speaking a word, Fātimah Ůsmān turned her back to Kħadījah Akbar and leaned against her front.

When Fātimah Ůsmān’s head turned to the right and leaned back, Kħadījah Akbar understood.

She leaned her head forward, their lips embracing in a kiss that was immediately passionate as their eager tongues entwined.

Both hands reached around to Fātimah Ůsmān’s front, cupping and kneading the firm swells as thumbs and index fingers pinched on the hardened tips.

Although Kħadījah Akbar couldn’t see, she was pretty sure Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s face was buried between her sister’s parted thighs, feasting on her properly shaved little Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Her mind conjured up the erotic image of Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s darting tongue probing her sister’s slit and hungrily devouring the stiffened clit as two fingers anxiously slid in and out of the tight canal.

To see two sisters so much in love and so eager to demonstrate it was refreshing.

The efficiency of the pair was surprising, and within a few minutes Kħadījah Akbar felt Fātimah Ůsmān’s sexy form suddenly tighten.

Their lips separated as Fātimah Ůsmān  quietly cried out, her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body shaking with incredible force as it convulsed in spasms of sheer ecstasy.

For several seconds the quaking continued and Kħadījah Akbar held on tightly while squeezing the soft tits in her hands.

It may not have been the longest shower she had ever taken, but it was by far the most pleasurable and enlightening.

She’d known the twins for the past year and wondered from time to time if there was more between them than met the eye, and now she understood just how correct that sense had been.

Why they chosen to reveal that side of them to her she couldn’t be sure, but she was glad that they had.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān questioned in a pissed-off voice as they got into the car they shared.

“What was that all about anyway?”

Fātimah Ůsmān, whose turn it was to drive, pulled the seat belt across her waist and left shoulder.

“What are you talking about?”

“What am I talking about?” Åāýéshah Ůsmān questioned in disbelief. “Hello! The shower, Kħadījah Akbar, us, all of it!”

Fātimah Ůsmān waved in a dismissive gesture and smiled.

“I saw how she reacted to the kissing; she was surprised but I think it was a turn-on for her.”

“Ammī warned us we have to be especially careful of showing how we feel for each other in public places, because some people wouldn’t understand how special we are to each other.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān reminded her of the family conversation they’d had following their eighteenth birthdays when their feelings for each other first became apparent.

Nādirah Ůsmān always praised Faith Freedom.Org, even though she was an ardent Muslimah, a Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman actually.

“I am not in 100% agreement with the articles uploaded @ Faith Freedom.Org, yet they impress me very much.

Fātimah Ůsmān was surprised.

“Ammī, those articles are entirely against Islam.”

“So what?” Nādirah Ůsmān laughed, “Do you want to prove Åāýéshah Aħmad right that Musalmeen never grow up?”

Fātimah Ůsmān also laughed mischievously,

“What’s wrong in that article, Ammī? Åāýéshah Aħmad compared the Musalmeen with children. Well, I am proud of Åāýéshah Aħmad for her such a bold and brave comparison.”

Nādirah Ůsmān laughed again.

“So, you also think the Musalmeen never grow up?”

Fātimah Ůsmān winked at her brilliant Ammījān.

“If Musalmeen grew up ever, why the Musalmān Beauties were always, and even still now, are so shamelessly after eligible Hindu men?”

Nādirah Ůsmān smiled.

“You both are adults now. You both are PhD. Don’t you really understand why is it so?”

Åāýéshah Ůsmān intervened.

“We have our own conclusions, Ammī. But we want to hear from you. There must be some reason after all; you hate Musalmeen so much that you proposed a 61 year old Hindu, Durgesh, to your 18 years teen daughters too.”

Nādirah Ůsmān sighed.

“I never hate Musalmeen, darling.”

“What?”

“I sympathize with them.”

Fātimah Ůsmān smiled cunningly.

“Isn’t it more humiliating, more embarrassing, more mortifying, more shameful, more degrading, and more crushing, for the Musalmeen, Ammī, than only to hate them?”

“We should never hate the Musalmeen, my children; we Musalmān Beauties are also one of them.”

“How degrading, Ammī!”Fātimah Ůsmān said scornfully.

“They are the adamant incurable separatists, Ammī.”Åāýéshah Ůsmān charged the Musalmeen, “they believe in Live and let die, not in Live and let live.”

“If you peruse the Musalmeen impartially, impassively, you’ll find one cold and hard fact. Most of the Musalmeen are either illiterates or under educated men. The Islamic movement was a military movement, not an ideological one. That’s why it is defeated in India and that’s why the Western Culture also defeated it.”

Åāýéshah Ůsmān looked at Fātimah Ůsmān.

“I think our Ammījān is right.”

“I also think so.”Fātimah Ůsmān said, “Most of the Musalmān kings, Salātīn, and even Kħulfah were illiterates, or semi literates.”

“The Indian culture, i.e. Hindu culture I mean, was a scientific, democratic and thoroughly rational culture. Illiterate Islamic culture could never win it.”Nādirah Ůsmān told her daughters, “That’s why the West was defeated at first, but when the Hindu literature was translated into English, German and other languages, the West itself developed a scientific, democratic and thoroughly rational culture, like Hinduism. And defeated the military movement of Islam with its new ideological weapons.”***

Fātimah cried to herself as she lay in her bed.

“Oh not again!”

For the second night in a row, her body woke her up due to the tingling sensations in her lower body.

For the second night in a row, Fātimah woke up with a large, throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock pressing up between her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks.

Although she wore, pajama shorts and so did the owner of the Uncut Hindu Cock she could still feel it move with each breath.

Normally she wouldn’t mind having an erect penis in her bed.

At 18, she was always horny, it was one of the things her husband, Ålī, loved about her, but this Uncut Hindu Cock didn’t belong to him, it belonged to her Hindu stepfather, Durgesh.

It was the holidays and Fātimah’s parents had invited her aunt and uncle down.

There were no spare rooms in the Al Kħadījah Al Durgesh household so Aunt Nīlofar and Uncle Kr’shñ used Fātimah’s room, while she shared with her parents in their king-sized double bed.

Aunt Nīlofar had already married a Hindu, Uncle Kr’shñ.

She was an ardent lover of Faith Freedom.Org.

Even Uncle Kr’shñ, though he was a Vedic Monotheist Hindu, criticized his extremely beautiful Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife, Nīlofar Qamar, for her obsession.

“If you are so impressed with the site, why do you still offer Panjvaqtā Namaz?”

Nīlofar Qamar smiled.

“Well, it keeps my beauty sharpened for you.”

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!” Uncle Kr’shñ looked at the audience helplessly.

“You Hindus love to bed with Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Beauties. Don’t you?” Aunt Nīlofar winked at Uncle Kr’shñ.

It had never really been a problem before, but that was because last time they shared a room Fātimah was a lot younger and problems like the one occurring now didn’t come up.

Fātimah sighed and tried to get back to sleep, but her Hindu father, Durgesh, shifted his position digging his rigid Uncut Hindu Cock harder up her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.

Allah!

Yā Allaaaaaaah!!

These eversexiest Hindus!

And both her Ammījān and Kħālājān loved a Hindu in spite of so many protests from Ummat-e-Muslimah even.

Without thinking, as if by reflex, Fātimah pressed her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass back into her Hindu father’s crotch.

I let out a moan in my sleep and Fātimah suddenly realized what she did.

“Allah!” she whimpered, “what am I doing?”

She got out of bed and practically ran to the bathroom down the hall.

Once in she locked the door and splashed her face with cold water.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

Her short auburn hair framed her cute extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face.

Her pink string strap vest clung tightly to her pert, c-cup breasts, turning see through where the water from her face dripped down.

Fātimah stared deep into her green eyes.

“It’s your father, even if your Ammījān is not duly married to him. Even if it’s only a live in relationship. What are you doing?” she kept asking herself.

It had now been four days since she had been with Ålī, her husband, and it would be at least a week before she would get to see him again.

Fātimah’s parents knew she dated, but if they found out she was screwing Ålī every moment possible they would throw her out of the house for sure!

She looked at the clock in the bathroom, 8.10am.

No one was really an early riser during the holidays, but she felt wide-awake now and decided to run a bath.

Pulling off her shorts and top, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad slid into the hot soapy water and rubbed her body down getting it used to the temperature.

She enjoyed the feel of her soft smooth skin and before Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew it her hands were sliding up her inner thighs and her fingertips brushing her young Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

It was only when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad let out an involuntary moan she realized exactly what she was doing.

She couldn’t remember the last time Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had touched herself.

As soon as she had discovered Hindu boys 4 years ago, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad found it easy to get them to do things for her.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had no need to get herself off with boys so easy to control, and once Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad started going out with Ålī they fooled around and fucked each other whenever possible.

She could not understand why her parents wanted her not to screw Ålī even, while Ålī was her duly married husband.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had forgotten how good it felt to stroke her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy in the bath.

She kept herself clean-shaven.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad found guys were more trying to go down on her, with no hair in the way.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did like to get eaten out.

But it was also when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad got wet she really got wet.

She loved the feeling of hands sliding all over her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips when slick with her juices.

Fātimah leant back against the bath and spread her legs.

She was even bending them so her knees stuck out of the water.

With two fingers, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pressed them between her two lips easily sliding them deeper and deeper, until on her long strokes, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad found her tight Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.

It was extremely hot, hotter than the water of the bath and Fātimah felt her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy almost suck her two fingers inside her.

It wasn’t long before Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was sliding them in and out all the way up to her knuckle and about to add a third finger, stretching herself, as she finger fucked her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Her free hand went from tugging and pinching her erect nipples to playing with her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab  Sunni Musalmān Clit.

Fātimah was moaning and panting as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.

“Oh, Ålī!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned as she plunged her fingers as deep as she could, curving them to brush her g-spot.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad smiled to herself as the image of her husband fucking her drove her to pump her fingers harder and faster; imagining they were Ålī’s limp cut Musalmān Cock.

Any worries of waking up the rest of the house were forgotten, as the water was splashed about.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad bit her lower lip as she felt her orgasm approaching trying to stifle her screams.

Faster and faster Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pumped, in her mind looking down her tight body seeing that wonderful Uncut Hindu Cock sliding in and out she once seen fucking her Ammījān out.

Eventually Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had to bite down on her fist to quiet her screams as her whole body started to shake.

Fātimah let her eyes wander up the body of the guy fucking her Ammījān, loving the feelings rushing through her body, but when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad got to the face it wasn’t that of Ålī smiling back at her, it was that of her Hindu father, Durgesh.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah! No!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad cried, but she was too far-gone and it felt so good.

Her orgasm rushed through her as the image of her Hindu father leaning over her thrusting my large Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was front of her mind.

Fātimah felt a stream of juices flow from her used Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and the familiar muscle spasms that followed any extreme cum that had her squirt.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad didn’t squirt every time she came, but when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did it was the most exhilarating experience.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah, Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad murmured again and again. “My own Hindu father… No, it was just in my imagination, it doesn’t mean anything!”

Fātimah let out a sigh and sunk lower into the bath, planning on staying until kicked out.

A short while after a knock came at the bathroom door.

“Are you almost done in there?”

It was Fātimah’s uncle.

“Yeah I’ll be right out.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad called back.

Wrapping a towel around herself Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad unlocked the door and walked past him.

He was standing a little too close for comfort and he pressed into her as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad passed.

“Was he checking me out?” she asked herself as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad walked into her room totally forgetting to knock.

What Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad saw when she looked inside made her gasp out loud.

Her father in his sleep had kicked off the covers and was now lying on his back.

Fātimah could easily see the large Uncut Hindu rod that was my Uncut Hindu Cock outlined by my shorts, but it wasn’t that which had made her gasp.

It was so long that it was poking out over the top of the waist band, almost reaching my belly button.

Fātimah felt her mouth begin to water, then cursing herself for thinking that way about her father, even if not real father, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad silently left the room before knocking loudly and waiting for her parents to wake up.

“Yeah come in its ok.” they mumbled.

This time as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad entered she saw that I had pulled the covers up hiding myself from her view and her Ammījān was sitting up too.

“You’re gonna have to leave dad, I want to get dressed.”

“What? Oh, yeah fine.”

Fātimah watched smiling a little, as I tried to get out of the bed and grab a towel without showing off my Hindu arousal.

Fātimah wasn’t sure, whether it was she that was having this effect on me or if it was just the presence of her Ammījān.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad intended to find out before things got carried away.

She wanted the big Uncut Hindu tool, she had just seen, inside her.

That night before bed, Fātimah’s Ammī, Kħadījah, had said she felt she was coming down with something.

Not wanting to pass on an illness to her husband and daughter Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad went to sleep on the sofa leaving Fātimah and her dad in the bed alone.

We were in bed, both lying on our backs, Fātimah in shorts and t-shirt, I in just my shorts again waiting for sleep to hit.

Fātimah brought up the subject,

“So is it me?”

“What?” I asked a little gravely.

“Is it me that gets you hard or just the fact you’re missing sex at present at least?”

My eyes hardened on her.

“I don’t think you know what you’re talking about!”

I turned away from her signaling the end of the conversation.

Fātimah just sighed and rolled over too deciding to wait until the inevitable happened.

Sure enough a couple of hours later Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad awoke from her nice dream feeling the throb of My Uncut Hindu Cock against her lower back.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah! It feels even bigger!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned to herself torn between enjoying the feeling of the huge Uncut Hindu Cock pressed against her and waking up I to talk about the cause.

Morality won over and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad shook me awake rolling me onto my back.

“Wha? What is it?” I moaned.

“This.” Fātimah replied patting the large tent in the duvet, ignoring the twinge of excitement from her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did so.

Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pulled the duvet away from us both so there was nothing hiding my arousal.

“Now is this because of me or not?” she shouted.

“NO!” I almost scolded her, noticing for the first time how good Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad actually looked in the dim lighting. “I just haven’t… you know… for a while.”

“You can say wank you know, we both know all guys do it dad.”

I was not shocked at Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s use of language and my Uncut Hindu Cock gave an involuntary twitch.

“OK, well I haven’t been able to wank recently what with all the family being here and you obviously know your Ammījān and I haven’t… for a while and I’m now sharing a room with you.”

I didn’t notice how Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s eyes hadn’t left my Hindu crotch since the duvet had been pulled away.

Chapter 8

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

51. The everbest wives-1

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

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

74. Ammī the competent

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

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

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

116.  A Deep Conflict-1

117. I’m never ashamed of it

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:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

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

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

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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

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

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


Sixty One Eighteen in love-6

Sixty One Eighteen in love

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

When I arrived home, the twin girls were busy in the kitchen supervising the preparation of dinner.

Their Ammī, Nādirah Ůsmān, dreaded the day when they would leave and start lives of their own.

With their second year of college almost finished, that day would soon be coming.

Their Ammī, Nādirah Ůsmān, was a drifter her husband had taken in.

He knew it was risky, but she was a beautiful young dark-haired Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman that oozed of mystery and intrigue.

He couldn’t resist.

A year later, Nādirah Ůsmān gave birth to their twins, and a few months later disappeared.

She turned up from time to time, making overtures about a custody battle, but he knew she just wanted money.

Well, he was also not a fool.

He managed Nādirah Ůsmān to introduce with me.

Nādirah Ůsmān proposed him that he could pay her in kinds if he wants.

“How?” Ramzān knew very well what Nādirah Ůsmān was after, yet he pretended to be a fool.

“Adjust Durgesh for me.”

Ramzān happily obliged Nādirah Ůsmān.

The only thing Ramzān hadn’t anticipated, was that Nādirah Ůsmān took both his daughters Fātimah Ůsmān and Åāýéshah Ůsmān,  from him, and managed the events in such a way that now I was their legal guardian, not their real father, Ramzān.

After that, Nādirah Ůsmān disappeared again.

Initially, she turned up several times a year, but that tapered off and now Ramzān hadn’t seen her for the past six years and doubted she ever would.

The girls had their Ammī, Nādirah Ůsmān’s hair; long, silky soft, and black.

They let it grow out, and now it reached down so far that it veiled their shapely extremely graceful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān buttocks.

They always wore the same clothing, and this evening I found them in a pair of tiny light gray cotton workout shorts and matching sports bras.

Since they appeared not to have heard me enter the house, I snuck up behind Fātimah Ůsmān and Åāýéshah Ůsmān and sharply slapped each one on their ass with a loud smack.

Both girls jumped and shrieked in terror.

Fātimah Ůsmān spun around and playfully threatened me with a table knife while Åāýéshah Ůsmān repeatedly slapped me on my lap in a defensive gesture.

“Very funny, Hindu Daddy!” Fātimah Ůsmān exclaimed in feigned anger.

“You better sleep with one eye open tonight,” Åāýéshah Ůsmān added. “We’ll get you back, we all know it.”

“Promises, promises,” I responded in a dismissive tone that irked the twins even more.

After things calmed down and the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls returned to their chores, I approached Fātimah Ůsmān from behind and gave her a big bear hug.

“What was your day like, sweetie?”

“After our Lit class, we went to the gym and did our aerobics routine, hit the tanning salon for a while, and then studied at the library. When we got home we started supervising dinner being prepared, and here we are.”

I knew I only had to ask one, because they did everything together.

The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls were inseparable.

When they dated, which was rare, they only double-dated.

Guys that couldn’t deal with that requirement were quickly dumped.

“So, were we naughty or nice?” I asked.

Fātimah Ůsmān giggled because she knew the little game I played with them.

If they said they were naughty, I was rough.

If they were nice, then I was gentle.

But tonight Fātimah Ůsmān was definitely in a wild mood and she responded appropriately.

“Daddy, I was very naughty,” she revealed in an answer that emphasized ‘very’ and indicated her current desire.

My head leaned down and nuzzled the base of her soft, scented neck.

I savored the aroma as my mouth kissed and nibbled on the warm skin.

She squealed in delight as the tickling sensation sent tingling warmth through her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

At the same time, my hands reached around and slipped beneath the sports bra.

My hands fully cupped the smooth Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts and squeezed on them lovingly, until the nipples swelled and hardened.

Once erect, I grasped them between my thumbs and fore-fingers.

Since she admitted to being a ‘very naughty’ Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl I roughly pinched and twisted on the rubbery nubs.

Her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body tensed as sharp stinging jolts of pain were felt from the anticipated abuse.

Almost immediately hot wetness seeped from her aroused Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as she enjoyed the odd mixture of pain and pleasure.

The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls loved it when I came home in a good mood, like tonight.

I divided my time equally between them, never favoring one over the other.

Knowing this Åāýéshah Ůsmān ignored the embrace I shared with Fātimah Ůsmān, knowing that sI would have me next.

“Oww, okay, okay,” Fātimah Ůsmān complained when her nipples had gotten too sore. “I promise I’ll be a good Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl for my Hindu daddy tomorrow.”

I briefly bit down on her soft neck and gave her sore nipples a final twist before retreating.

Once I did, my full attention was on Åāýéshah Ůsmān.

She turned away from me and faced the counter, and as always, I came from behind and embraced her in a bear hug as well.

“So, were we naughty or nice?” I asked.

“Daddy, Fātimah Ůsmān’s the only one that ever admits to being naughty,” Åāýéshah Ůsmān said in a playful voice. “You know I like it gentle. That rough stuff doesn’t do it for me.”

“Give it a try sometime, you might like it,” Fātimah Ůsmān challenged her as she took over the chores where Åāýéshah Ůsmān had left off.

“Well? Were we naughty or nice?” I repeated, giving her an opportunity to change her usual declaration.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān giggled and remained evasive for several seconds.

I leaned my head down, nuzzled her neck, and gave her a sample of both ends of the spectrum.

At first, I gently kissed and licked the wonderfully scented Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān skin, and then roughly nibbled for a moment.

“I’m trying to remember,” Åāýéshah Ůsmān whimpered sheepishly as she was curious about being naughty but too unsure fully to commit.

My hands reached around and pushed beneath the sports bra.

My hands fully enveloped her warm swells of silky flesh and light fondled them.

After her nipples swelled and hardened I at first rubbed on them gently, and then grasped them between my thumbs and forefingers.

I pinched and twisted on the erect peaks increasingly harder, until I treated them as roughly as I had Fātimah Ůsmān.

I wasn’t sure if she tolerated pain better and enjoyed the sharp stinging jolts, or if she had accepted Fātimah Ůsmān ‘s challenge and was trying to hold out longer than her sibling.

I felt her supple Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body as it tensed and jerked with each painful twist, and listened as her voice announced displeasure but not the key words that would bring it to a stop.

I was treating her just as roughly as Fātimah Ůsmān and was surprised by her reaction.

It was the first time Åāýéshah Ůsmān tried it rough.

Just as Fātimah Ůsmān found immediate pleasure from the mix of tingling warmth from my mouth and stinging jolts of pain, she too found herself strangely attracted to the incomprehensible melding.

Not only did a fire suddenly ignite in her belly, but a surprising flood of essence oozed from within and dampened her panties.

It was erotic and delightful, and even though her nipples loudly protested, Åāýéshah Ůsmān never gave in.

“You’ll be a good Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl for your Hindu daddy tomorrow,” I finally declared as I pulled away and avoided a situation where it might be interpreted that I spent more time with one than the other.

They were always competitive for personal time with me and fiercely jealous.

“You didn’t touch us down there!” Åāýéshah Ůsmān complained as her lips upturned in a childish pout. “You get us started and then don’t follow through?”

“You two worked so hard to prepare such a wonderful dinner I didn’t want it ruined,” I quickly explained, providing a logical reason in place of the fact that I didn’t feel like starting something I was too tired to follow through with.

Fātimah Ůsmān added “Daddy’s right. It looks great and I’m famished. Let’s eat first and see if we can talk him into playing with us afterwards.”

I shook my head in disbelief.

The one night I come home tired and the twins are all revved up and ready to go. “I’m sure you two have assignments to work on.”

“But its Friday!” they both shouted in unison so that to me it sounded like a blast of stereo at a most decidedly uncomfortable decibel level.

“That’s what Sundays are for,” Åāýéshah Ůsmān added.

“Yeah,” Fātimah Ůsmān agreed. “Come on, daddy, pretty please!”

I caved in, as usual.

I loved the twins and hated to disappoint them.

“You Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls get dinner on the table while I catch up on e-mail. Give a yell when it’s ready. After we eat, and after I watch the local and national evening news, maybe we can get something going.”

My statement was followed by piercing shrieks of excitement.

In my wake, the twins high-fived one another enthusiastically.

It had been almost two weeks since they last talked me into playing with them, and both of them knew where it would lead.***

Sleep almost overcame me as I half-listened to the national headlines.

Although I’d had a good day at work, it had been long and demanding.

The twins must have noticed my behavior, because moments later Fātimah Ůsmān  approached, lightly tapped my right leg, and presented a large plastic cup filled to the brim with a drink.

I eyed the concoction, and then looked over at her suspiciously.

“Please, daddy,” she pleaded with me. “We’ve been very patient, you have to admit. But we’ve been so lonely lately.”

I looked from her sparkling green eyes, down to the frozen drink, and back to her cute Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face.

I knew I’d been consumed by work lately and mentally concurred that I had been denying them my time, even if it had been denied equally.

Tomorrow was Saturday and a day I could sleep in and recover from whatever indiscretions the night offered.

Fātimah Ůsmān continued her whimpered pleas, and tipped the bottom of the cup towards my lips.

I relented and swallowed a large gulp.

The bitter reaction on my face said it all as I could barely force it down, and when I did it burned a trail I would not soon forget.

“What the hell…” I said in a choked voice that quickly failed me.

“Daddy’s awake.” I wasn’t quite sure what was going on when I heard Fātimah Ůsmān’s statement, until they were joined by Åāýéshah Ůsmān.

“That’s not fair. Daddy took a drink for Fātimah Ůsmān, but not for me.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān tipped the bottom of the cup up and I reluctantly swallowed what remained.

It was the strongest drink I’d ever ingested.

After a few moments, I felt a sense of light-headed euphoria sweep over me.

As I leaned, back in the recliner and enjoyed the buzz the teetering cup was snatched from my hand.

I grasped the armrest and held on tight as the room slowly rotated around me.

I wanted to scold the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls for doing this to me but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“This is for you, daddy,” their sweet voices announced in unison. “Relax and enjoy.”

As a news anchor reported on a new wave of suicide bombings in the Middle East, the zipper of my pants was lowered, my belt unfastened, and the pants button popped free.

Two sets of soft fingers reached inside the opening, and the incredible sensations I experienced as a result were indescribable.

My eversensitive Uncut Hindu Penis immediately hardened and stood erect as fingers caressed my ticklish balls and stroked the steel-hard shaft and rounded tip.

I softly groaned and squirmed from the tickling that they both knew drove me crazy.

A hot mouth fully encompassed my swollen Hindu tip.

A tongue lightly fluttered over the bulbous head as Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips enveloped and sucked on one ball, and then the other.

A smile formed on my lips as the Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān twins, both sweet eighteen, coordinated their efforts once again.

My totally relaxed 61 year old Hindu body sank into the recliner as the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls went to work.

It was the most incredible feeling ever, and the alcohol that numbed my mind and coursed through my veins also intensified the delightful sensations their efforts generated.

I should have been furious, but the stress melted away like butter on a grill and fully exposed my center.

Their mouths hungrily assaulted the core that remained.

There was no noticeable difference between their mouths.

It was as if it was one with two sets of Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips, two tongues, and two sets of dragging teeth.

Within only a few brief moments, my Hindu semen started to rise.

I tried mentally to command it down but my sensitized head quickly advanced the impending orgasm.

I gave in to its furious rage.

My voice grunted aloud as I ejaculated hot missiles of misguided semen.

They struck the lips and faces of the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls, who challenged one another as their mouths attempted to capture more than the other.

“I won,” Fātimah Ůsmān announced as she devoured a thick wad of my Hindu semen that she had expertly captured, but her brief victory was quickly contested by Åāýéshah Ůsmān whose tongue had also captured an equally impressive milky orb.

“I swallowed more,” Åāýéshah Ůsmān taunted as she gulped down an offering of thick seed that formed a milky web between her upper and lower lips even as she smiled victoriously. “It’s still warm, too.”

“Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls, please,” I said as I placed myself between them protectively. “Give me a few minutes, okay?”

They taunted one another with teasing faces, and then suddenly lunged forward.

Their warm tongues extended and licked the drying Hindu semen off one another’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān faces enthusiastically.

Once the final treat was devoured, their mouths locked and their tongues passionately struggled in a duel for domination that neither would win but both would enjoy.

“I’ll make you cum first!” Fātimah Ůsmān challenged, as both the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls were fully aroused and unwilling to settle for anything less than a well-deserved and long overdue orgasm.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān didn’t answer, but both the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls pulled one another to the floor and quickly moved into a sixty-nine position as they’d done several times before.

In one swift motion, they eagerly pushed the matching light gray workout shorts and white panties down beneath each other’s knees, and their supple thighs parted.

My eyes multiplexed and watched both the news and their intimate coupling.

I could really see their personalities play out.

Fātimah Ůsmān  was very aggressive and was on top, while Åāýéshah Ůsmān was more reserved and found herself on the floor.

However, they were both competitive in their own way, especially when it came to me.

I suspected they were going at it more for my benefit than their own, and would be surprised if I knew that I was entirely wrong.

Almost immediately Fātimah Ůsmān’s tongue and lips skillfully dipped between Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s juicy outer folds and laid siege to the hooded clitoris.

A middle finger worked its way inside the tight canal and began a slow finger-fucking.

After she loosened up a bit, a second finger joined the first.

Fātimah Ůsmān’s efforts created overwhelming delight and Åāýéshah Ůsmān groaned aloud and wildly writhed on the beige carpet.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān made a half-hearted attempt at stimulating the pink folds that hovered just above her mouth but her sister’s intense attention had Åāýéshah Ůsmān breathless.

She found herself unable to do anything more than receive the blessings of pleasure that stoked the tingling fire in her loins.

The two fingers thrust faster and harder as Fātimah Ůsmān’s mouth focused all attention on her sister’s tiny nub despite the twitching of their Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān bodies.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān cupped her own breasts and grasped the still-sore nipples between her fingers, pulling and twisting on them until slight twinges of pain added to the wondrous misery that filled her flesh.

Wetness oozed steadily from her Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and smeared on Fātimah Ůsmān ‘s fingers, mouth, and chin.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s soft moaning increased in both frequency and volume as an impending orgasm loomed closer and closer.

She writhed on the carpet as her wavering voice announced the arrival of sexual release.

I watched as her lithe, athletic Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body jerked and twitched in spasms of ecstasy.

Fātimah Ůsmān  gave no sign of letting up as she frantically sucked and finger-fucked her twin, keeping her mouth pressed against the constantly moving Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

A final surge of essence coated her cute Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face, and Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s intense movements quieted as the orgasm dissipated.

Her moaning was replaced by breathless gasping as she tried to regain her lost breath.

Fātimah Ůsmān  moved into a sitting position and looked down at her sister with a wide grin on her cute Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face.

“I win,” Fātimah Ůsmān  proclaimed.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān smiled back at her. “That’s because I let you win. I just wanted to cum, that’s all.”

“And I’m the only one that hasn’t yet,” Fātimah Ůsmān realized as she acknowledged the aching desire that filled her loins. “I’ll bet I can get our Hindu daddy hard again.”

Åāýéshah Ůsmān shot up into a sitting position and grabbed at Fātimah Ůsmān, but Fātimah Ůsmān was too fast and had already scrambled on top of my lap.

Watching their playful antics had gotten me hard again, so I was ready when Fātimah Ůsmān  arrived.

When Åāýéshah Ůsmān made jealous overtures and tried tugging Fātimah Ůsmān off my lap, I gestured for her to stop.

The stern look on my face indicated I wasn’t kidding, and Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s face displayed anger as she was painfully rebuffed.

Fātimah Ůsmān knew better than to flaunt her victory.

I went to great lengths to be fair to each of them, and was intolerant of such behavior as it caused too many underlying problems.

She was just happy to have me all to herself for a few minutes.

I leaned back and smiled up at her beautiful Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face.

I was content to let her do the majority of the work.

The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls kept themselves in great shape and loved a good workout, while I enjoyed benefiting from their efforts.

Fātimah Ůsmān had shed her shorts and panties before climbing onto my lap, and now peeled off the tight light gray sports bra.

My eyes drank in the vision of her naked Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān flesh.

I never imagined the twins would grow up to be so incredibly gorgeous and loving.

SI reached down and guided my eversensitive Uncut Hindu Penis into position.

As she slowly descended and fed my Hindu erection into her tight, juicy Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, Fātimah Ůsmān leaned forward and placed her hands palms down on the armrests for support.

This brought those incredible breasts within range and I eagerly filled my Hindu hands with the firm, perky orbs of soft Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān flesh.

This time I caressed the mounds and sore nipples as delicately as possible.

Fātimah Ůsmān demonstrated surprising Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān sexual prowess as she moved her well-toned hips and thighs in an amazing series of motions that created intense sensations in them both.

At the same time she worked her Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy up and down on my steel-hard Uncut Hindu Prick and slowly took more of my Hindu length inside of the velvet-smooth Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān canal.

I leaned my head up, my wet tongue lapping at her swollen nipples and bathing them in saliva.

Once wet I blew hot breath across them and smiled as she squealed in delight and writhed on my lap.

I knew what they liked, and after she rode up and down on my swollen Uncut Hindu Prick for several minutes, I reached up and drew her to my Hindu chest.

My hands cupped and pinned her head in place as my lips and tongue nibbled on an ear.

She shrieked aloud and giggled uncontrollably as my hot mouth tickled, but there was no denying the incredible warmth it also triggered.

Her giggling was quickly replaced by loud moaning as hot breath blew into her ear and the tip of my tongue teased the earlobe.

“Oh, daddy, you always know how to get me crazy-hot.” Fātimah Ůsmān breathlessly whimpered as my mouth withdrew.

After she righted her torso, she rapidly moved up and down and fucked my pulsating Uncut Hindu Prick with all the energy she could summon.

I also took a more active role and thrust upwards into her descending flesh.

Her Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy wrapped tightly around my Hindu shaft as I buried my full length into her belly.

The waves of tingling warmth intensified and Fātimah Ůsmān  suddenly tensed as climax was achieved.

Her voice sounded peals of delight as her supple form twitched and jerked in spasms of ecstasy.

For several wondrous moments her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body savored the intense pleasure of sexual release.

Wetness surged from her loins and dripped upon my body from the pink folds like morning dew from the petals of a rose.

She would have been satisfied to end it there, but I hadn’t cum yet.

Although fatigued and out of breath from the burst of activity, Fātimah Ůsmān still fucked me but took it slower.

She took me in every bit as deeply as before but now she rested as my hips thrust upward into her luscious Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.

I felt my Hindu semen beginning to rise.

I grunted in delight as climax approached.

Fātimah Ůsmān  worked her magic with her hips and thighs and quickly pushed me over the edge.

I tensed in the recliner and moaned in relief as the rising semen reached the point where it triggered an orgasm.

I buried myself completely inside her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān belly and squirted thick wads of milky semen inside.

I thrust several times more, grunting aloud as the remaining Hindu seed was planted in wondrous jolts of toe-curling, tingling warmth.

When I finished Fātimah Ůsmān laid down along my right side, both of us breathing heavily and glistening with a light coating of perspiration.

Not wanting to ignore Åāýéshah Ůsmān, I motioned for her to join us on the recliner.

After slipping off the sports bra that she still wore, Åāýéshah Ůsmān eagerly settled down along my left side.

The trio watched what remained of a game show as we enjoyed the warmth one another’s bodies.

“I’m sorry I’ve been ignoring you.” I apologized to the twins. “It’s been rough going at work, that’s all.”

“It was better this time.” Fātimah Ůsmān assured me. “It was more than worth the wait.”

“Yeah.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān echoed, although she didn’t really share her sister’s opinion.

Several minutes elapsed as we watched the final contestant of the game show make a bid for a big win but fell short.

As the credits rolled, I recalled something I wanted to share with the twins.

“I almost forgot. Uncle Akbar called. Cousin Kħadījah Akbar will be spending a few days with us. She’s your age, maybe a year younger. Can you show me around?” I asked.

The twins looked at one another and shared a knowing look.

“Sure, daddy. We’ll make sure she has a great time.”

“Double trouble.” a man whimpered to me as I admired the twin dark-haired vixens as we left the aerobic workout room, my aroused Uncut Hindu Cock restlessly stirring.

They appeared to be in their early twenties and were both dressed in tiny black gym shorts and pink tank tops with Body by Kħadījah Akbar emblazoned across the front in bold black lettering.

They had gravity-defying firm, perky tits that jiggled so temptingly under their tops, the outlines of the nipples looking so sexy and appealing.

Their legs and abs were wonderfully sculpted as my eyes gazed upon every part of them I could possibly see.

They were chatting amongst themselves, revealing their bubby personalities and giggling from time to time.

After passing me without acknowledgement of my presence my eyes gazed upon the back of their legs and stared at the wonderful Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān asses, cheeks swaying provocatively from side to side.

“I’m so glad we’re finished.” Fātimah Ůsmān stated with a sigh of relief to her twin, Åāýéshah Ůsmān.

For as long as Fātimah Ůsmān could remember the identical sisters always started and ended their menstrual cycles at the same times.

That made it rough for me, because I was denied sex from both of them instead of losing just one.

I was smiling radiantly when the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls reported that morning that they were over it and the monthly “dry spell” for me would be ending.

They walked down the hall to the women’s locker room and entered.

That was when they saw Kħadījah Akbar, the aerobics instructor whose classes they enjoyed attending.

She was a really outgoing person and they were on a friendly basis with her.

Being in her late twenties she was quite a bit older than the twenty-two year old twins.

She had one foot up on a long bench in a narrow corridor that was lined by brown metal lockers and was untying her shoes.

“Hey, how did you beat us here?” Fātimah Ůsmān asked, knowing that Kħadījah Akbar was still in the gym when they’d left.

Kħadījah Akbar looked up, noticed the twins, and smiled warmly.

“I know all of the shortcuts around here. Did you have a good workout?”

“We always do with you.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān responded in a bubbly voice. “You keep our bodies in great shape. And your own at the same time too.”

Kħadījah Akbar took it as a compliment.

“Thanks. I do this four times a day so I better be in great shape.”

They all laughed and began undressing.

Fātimah Ůsmān  and Åāýéshah Ůsmān both were stealing glances of Kħadījah Akbar as the lithe Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān blonde disrobed.

When the sports bra came off a nice set of rather large breasts were exposed with equally sized nipples.

She had a great tummy, flat and muscular.

When Kħadījah Akbar’s thumbs hooked around her shorts and panties simultaneously and began pushing them down, both sisters were closely watching.

Kħadījah Akbar sensed their stares and found them arousing.

Feeling in a sexy mood, she played right along, tempting them with even more.

Once naked she pretended to have a sore ankle and placed her right foot up on the bench, spreading her thighs wide apart while rubbing on the muscle.

Her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was revealed; the mound covered with a trimmed triangular patch of light yellow curls, and below that the pink lips.

The twins openly stared and, once realizing it, they prompted one another to look away.

“Are you still seeing that Hindu guy, Vikram?” Fātimah Ůsmān nervously asked as she tried to make conversation to distract Kħadījah Akbar from their staring.

“No, he was only good for one thing, and when he wasn’t enough and he started cheating I dropped him like a hot potato.”

Åāýéshah Ůsmān piped up,

“He didn’t deserve you.”

“I know, but I sure do miss having a man around.” Kħadījah Akbar lamented. “He may have only been good at one thing, but I sure have missed the sex lately.”

Fātimah Ůsmān and Åāýéshah Ůsmān glanced at one another and Fātimah Ůsmān announced, “I think I’m going to stay for a shower.”

“That sure does sound good right about now.” Kħadījah Akbar agreed. “I’ll get us some towels.”

Fātimah Ůsmān and Åāýéshah Ůsmān finished undressing in Kħadījah Akbar’s absence.

The twins could hardly do that in close proximity and not get excited.

It was always more fun undressing one another, and that’s what they did.

Fātimah Ůsmān removed Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s tank top, taking just a moment to gently squeeze the perky swells and share a quick but deep tongue kiss.

They broke it off quickly and Åāýéshah Ůsmān removed Fātimah Ůsmān ‘s tank top.

This time it was Åāýéshah Ůsmān who felt up her sister’s nice tits and returned the deep tongue kiss.

Despite the brevity of the touching both of their nipples were hard, swollen and aching for more.

They’d already taken their own shoes off so Fātimah Ůsmān knelt down, hooked her index fingers around each side of Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s shorts and panties, and pulled them down her sleek, shapely legs.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān had finally given in and let Fātimah Ůsmān shave her Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, so it was baby-soft and void of all hair.

Fātimah Ůsmān leaned forward and gave the smooth rise of flesh just above the lips a loving kiss.

She breathed in deeply and could already begin to smell a mixture of sweat and the initial stirrings of sexual arousal.

Her tongue extended and lightly traced along the pink lips.

As Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s thighs widened her right hand gently rubbed on the back of Fātimah Ůsmān’s head, encouraging her sister to lick harder.

“You’re always going on and on about daddy when we have our periods, but we haven’t had sex for a week either.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān reminded her twin. “That feels so good.”

Fātimah Ůsmān knew they were taking a risk but she liked pleasing her sibling.

Aware of how much Åāýéshah Ůsmān was enjoying their shared intimacy her fingers delicately separated the outer folds, allowing her tongue to probe the warming slit.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s body tightened and she softly sighed as wondrous sensations filled her loins, sparking the heat of arousal.

As Fātimah Ůsmān teased her Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, Åāýéshah Ůsmān grasped her right breast with her left hand, squeezing hard on the soft, pliable mound.

Both nipples were straining as –

The sound of the locker room door opening broke the spell the sisters were enjoying.

Fātimah Ůsmān immediately backed away, falling onto her bottom in the process.

She acted as if she’d been sitting there intentionally as she pushed her shorts and panties down her legs.

Kħadījah Akbar glanced down and noticed the properly shaved Panjvaqtā Namazī  Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy before glimpsing at the other twin and confirming hers was shaved as well.

“You two really are identical, right down to the…”

The hesitation at the end of the incomplete sentence caused all three Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women to break out into laughter, clearing the air of awkwardness that had been created by nearly being caught red-handed.

Fātimah Ůsmān  reached a hand up, which Åāýéshah Ůsmān grabbed, pulling her sister back up onto her feet.

“That’s why the bench is there.” Kħadījah Akbar commented, her confusion apparent.

“My sister can be weird that way.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān responded, earning her a loud slap on her shapely ass playfully delivered by Fātimah Ůsmān.

Kħadījah Akbar observed the exchange and was briefly jealous of the two as she’d been an only child.

While that may have had its benefits at times, not having a brother or a sister left her wondering if she was missing out on much more than she’d ever gained.

That was a question that would never be answered.

“I wish I had a sister.” the aerobics instructor confessed. “You two always look like you’re having so much fun.”

“You don’t see the times when we fight, which we do our fair share of.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān revealed. “But we’re crazy in love too.”

There was a sparkle of deep affection in Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s eyes as she glanced over at Fātimah Ůsmān with a warm smile on her full, inviting lips.

Fātimah Ůsmān didn’t fight the temptation, instead choosing to show Kħadījah Akbar exactly how the twins felt about each other.

Fātimah Ůsmān leaned in and their mouths met in a brief kiss that immediately turned passionate as their tongues extended and entwined.

Åāýéshah Ůsmān was caught off-guard, mindful of my repeated warnings about not showing their affection for one another anywhere else but home or in the home of another relative.

When She tried to pull away Fātimah Ůsmān’s hands held her sister’s head in place as their wet tongues continued the erotic embrace.

Chapter 7

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

51. The everbest wives-1

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

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

74. Ammī the competent

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

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

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

116.  A Deep Conflict-1

117. I’m never ashamed of it

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:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

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

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

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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.