HVS Law Internationals: 5

HVS Law Internationals

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Noor Fātimah

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was excited as she entered the bar to meet Noor.

She knew Noor would be shocked, OK, semi-shocked at her news.

There would be much discussion, giggling, etc., so Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān arranged for a meeting after work rather than at lunch.

Noor knew from their weekly sessions that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had not repeated her actions with someone else.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had almost assumed that she would somehow need to visit Jabalpur from time to time, renewing her relationship with me, but that never happened.

And Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t seem inclined look for a more proximate substitute.

The two women laughed when Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān complained that Muħammad Ibrāhīm refused to let her suck me off in an effort to make her my fantasies more real.

Noor said Muħammad Ibrāhīm was really selfish and both let out a peal of laughter.

Noor really envied Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān when she heard the tales of Muħammad Ibrāhīm preferring to perform oral for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān than get it himself.

She half fantasized asking Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān if she’d be willing to share.

In fact, it was Noor, not Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, who came to Jabalpur twice, and hooked up with me.

She called me ostensibly to give me regards from Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, but, after Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s glowing descriptions of the ecstasy to be found at the end of my magnificent Unique Uncut Hindu Cock, she knew that if given the chance, she’d be providing me blowjobs just like Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, and maybe much more!

At fifty-five, Noor was a full ten years older than Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was and nearly thirty years older than I was.

For her mid fifties, she knew she looked damn good.

Twenty-five years ago, she could have had any man she wanted, and she’d aged well.

Noor had dark red hair and maintained the figure she’d had since puberty 35B-24-35.

Her body looked good and responded easily to stimulation.

Despite her twenty-eight year marriage, Noor permitted herself to be stimulated often enough over that time that, were they to find out, many of her friends would think her a slut.

Noor made sure they didn’t find out.

She only told Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān of two flings, just to keep her friend talking.

Unlike Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, Noor never shared any of this with her husband Rasheed.

Rasheed was now sixty and worked long hours.

What little interest he had maintained after the third year of their marriage almost completely disappeared fifteen years ago.

Noor wondered if Rasheed ever suspected what she might be doing on one of their separate vacations, but neither ever spoke about it.

The twenty-seven Hindu lovers she’d taken over the years turned out to be a homogeneous lot: extremely hungry Hindu middle-aged, successful businessmen.

Most affairs were short-lived, meet on vacation, a few days of ecstasy, part friends and never meet again efforts.

Only two were closer to home and lasted several years each though Noor realized early on in each that neither would ever take her away from Rasheed.

Their benefits to her were purely physical relief.

Homogenous, that was the way to describe them, none more than a few years her junior.

Still, Noor realized fifty-five didn’t look like twenty-five, or even thirty-five.

She doubted she’d get me in the sack, though on more than several occasions, she did achieve some personal relief imagining it.

Noor Fātimah managed to meet me at my apartment.

I was and looked vivacious.

Any hopes Noor Fātimah may have had coming to my apartment went south faster than Noor Fātimah’s eyes traveled down my body.

I said I needed to make sure there were no urgent messages on my answering machine and Noor Fātimah  heard them, one-by-one, young Sunni Musalmān females pleading with me to call back.

I managed to open a bottle of wine while I reminisced with Noor Fātimah.

Although I knew Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān better in one way, I’d known Noor Fātimah longer and had been to several parties at Noor Fātimah’s house.

I had several extended conversations with Noor Fātimah , lots of laughs, but always suffixed my compliment about how good she looked with the caveat, “for a Sunni Musalmān woman your age.”

“Groan, and double groan,” was Noor Fātimah’s reply.

I slumped in the easy chair and sipped my juice.

Noor Fātimah had to sit on the sofa.

Things looked bleak to her.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I’m exhausted. Sorry, I really want to talk to you.”

“That’s OK.”

“Those hours really build up the tension.” I stretched my arms and rotated my head.

“I give a great massage,” Noor Fātimah said, too quickly, and then added, “But you’ve always turned one down at the parties.”

I remembered.

At the time, it didn’t seem prudent to let the Ammī of my host get that close.

I was a Hindu feeling my way in a predominately Sunni Musalmān milieu.

Now, in my own apartment, as tired as he was, it sounded much better.

“Mmmm. I’m too tired to say no.”

Noor Fātimah surprised me when, instead of walking behind my chair to massage my shoulders, she moved off the sofa and knelt between my legs.

Although quite unsuspecting, and pleasantly shocked, I made no move to stop her.

Rather I just groaned once more as Noor Fātimah began massaging my Hindu thighs.

“This should also relieve some of the tension,” Noor Fātimah said smiling.

“Mine or yours?” I laughed.

Not wasting much time pretending to massage me, Noor Fātimah quickly began stroking me and moving her hands higher on my thighs.

Brushing her fingers across my Hindu groin, she felt a large but yet soft lump.

Open mouthed, in mock surprise, Noor Fātimah said,

“Why Durgesh, you’re not wearing underwear!”

She moved her even yet extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān head to my Hindu crotch and began rubbing her face across my Hindu bulge, mouthing my inflating Uncut Hindu organ through the cloth of the operating room scrubs.

I let a hand drop to my lap and entwined my fingers in Noor Fātimah’s hair.

Gently I guided her face across my Uncut Hindu Penis, urging her to linger here or move there.

Noor Fātimah remembered how Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān told her I was so gentle as I held her head and fucked her mouth.

Noor Fātimah now felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy tremble.

How had she gotten so turned on?

Despite Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s testimonials to the excitement of oral sex with me, Noor Fātimah never figured she’d get that turned on.

Oral was good, but not as good as other stuff that involved her extremely hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, and certainly not as good as Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān insinuated.

Now, however, as she let her head caress my rapidly hardening Uncut Hindu member, Noor Fātimah wondered if she, like Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, would climax during the oral act.

Noor Fātimah lifted her head from my lap to look for an extraction point where she could get a look at what felt so good against her face.

Finding a fly, she reached in and felt it, stroked it, wrapped her hand around it, well mostly around it, but didn’t try to pull it out right away.

Rather, Noor Fātimah slowly moved her hand up and down, caressing My Unique Uncut Hindu Cock, still rubbing her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face and lips against it.

She started saying things she knew from experience would enflame my Hindu passions.

After all, she had 27 Hindu lovers before me.

I was her 28th Hindu lover now.

“Allah, it’s so big. And hard. Mmmm, you’re much bigger than my husband is. ”

As she tried to tease me to a fever pitch, Noor Fātimah  felt her own arousal rising.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was twitching, throbbing.

She carefully extracted the Hindu phallus.

Despite Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s descriptions and her own stroking, Noor Fātimah was still surprised when she saw it.

It was extremely attractive.

Almost 10 inches long, at least 3 in diameter, rock hard, standing straight up, lovely head, and lovely brown in color.

“It’s magnificent, so stunning!” Noor Fātimah leaned over and gave it a light Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān kiss, then let her tongue glide almost imperceptibly over the glands.

The Unique Uncut Hindu Cock jumped in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hand!

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was now absolutely soaking.

Two years past menopause, Noor Fātimah didn’t suffer from any vaginal drying as some women did.

She needed no estrogen supplements to her diet.

Still, it wasn’t normal for her to get this wet.

She felt as if her juices had penetrated through her panties and were running down her legs to her stocking tops.

Each time My Unique Uncut Hindu Cock moved or her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips touched it, her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitoris trembled.

Why?

Was it the anticipation, that I was an absolute young Hindu stud hunk, the forbidden fruit of a Unique Uncut Hindu Cock?

What?

She began talking to me again.

“This is making me so hot. Just kissing your Unique Uncut Hindu Cock is causing my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy juices to flow down my legs. A kiss makes my lips tingle. I want to suck you off, make you so hot you shoot in my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.”

I smiled my thanks.

She said,

“I want to taste it on my tongue and swallow for you. I never let my husband or other lovers cum in my mouth, but I need it from you.”

Noor Fātimah had never been one for giving a man complete oral.

She’d done it a few times when she’d had too much to drink but not often.

But now, as she spoke, she became obsessed with the notion of completing her act of fellatio.

From something, she enjoyed doing; it became something she must complete.

The eroticity of the thought overwhelmed her.

She leaned forward and kissed the head of my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock again.

Then she parted her crimson extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips slightly, moved her tongue so a narrow strip filled in between her parted lips, and dragged her mouth slowly down the length of my Uncut Hindu shaft.

It was then she felt it.

Small convulsing waves in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina, vibrating through to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitoris.

She’d actually had an orgasm!

Not the big one, but an unmistakable orgasm nonetheless.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy continued to flood moisture.

“Allah, I just came! That never happened to me before where I came without touching myself. Your Unique Uncut Hindu Cock is just hypnotizing me, Durgesh. I’ve got to suck you now. Can you cum for me into my Sunni Musalmān mouth? Please?”

My  answer was to take her hair in my hands and make a ponytail.

Then, holding tightly at the base of the ponytail, I pushed her face toward my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

Noor Fātimah opened her mouth and let me enter.

I pushed her about half-way down, then pulled her mouth back up till only the head was left encased in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

“Many, many extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān women want this, Noor Fātimah darling. Don’t feel guilty. You are not alone.” I said as I began a steady up and down rhythm with my hand in Noor Fātimah’s hair, basically jerking myself off with her mouth. “Not nearly all have gotten it. So, my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock does more for you in your mouth than your incompetent Musalmān husband’s does in your extremely hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān  Cunt, huh?”

Noor Fātimah was beyond speech, even if her mouth hadn’t been full.

She didn’t resist My  hand alternately pushing her head down, then pulling it up by her hair.

Never had she fantasized about performing such an abased act.

Her previous fantasies always ended the oral element long before the Hindu man’s climax, although not necessarily hers.

Now, at this moment, she thought about the total debauchery of the scene.

A much older Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman kneeling between the thighs of a handsome, young, very well hung, Hindu stud engaging in a completely submissive act of oral copulation designed to have me shooting in her mouth.

What had been unthinkable when she walked in was now that which she desired most.

Noor Fātimah began to go mmmmm on my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

At first, she wanted to deliver the pleasure of a hummer.

Soon it was a reflection of her own level of stimulation.

Noor Fātimah  felt it build within herself.

Then she knew it was inevitable as the waves in her extremely hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt began cresting.

Her mouth twitched violently on my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock as a massive orgasm swept over her.

The turn on, I got from watching her climax, sent me over the brink myself.

I stopped my hand and held Noor Fātimah’s head still.

I lifted my hips off the chair and proceeded to fuck Noor Fātimah’s extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth just as I started sending jets of my Hindu semen deep into her throat.

Her climax continued as she swallowed all that I delivered.

After a few minutes recovery, Noor Fātimah began stroking my deflating organ hoping to gain additional time with the irresistible Hindu phallus.

As the Unique Uncut Hindu Cock continued to shrink, Noor Fātimah heard my soft breathing.

She realized I was enjoying her very much too.

Despite the perverted nature of the act, Noor Fātimah let herself suck the Hindu stud’s Uncut Hindu Dick for more than ten minutes before she finally tucked it back into my pants and quietly let herself out.

After the night of the celebration, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān really scolded herself.

How could she be so reckless?

If anyone found out, she could be fired – and embarrassed around town, as the details would undoubtedly leak out.

She promised herself she wouldn’t yield to temptation again.

The following day, she called me at home and explained things to me.

She told me it was a mistake and not to discuss it at any time.

She made it seem almost my fault that she’d had too much to drink.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān told me if word got out I’d probably be regret it.

If I were discrete, however, then she’d see I got a very good appreciation even.

I felt very confident.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt sorry about that but wanted to make positively sure no rumors or whimpers surfaced.

She and Muħammad Ibrāhīm , however, made great use of the activities in her car that night to engage in some hot sex.

They also discussed things much more openly than they had after the incidents with me.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān discovered that Muħammad Ibrāhīm was aroused by the thought that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān would blow me and then come home ready for sex.

It was like some kind of foreplay for them.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm remembered my days of youth and how I’d have done almost anything to receive a BJ from an older Sunni Musalmān woman, any older Sunni Musalmān woman, let alone one as voluptuous as Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān found the hard young Hindu manhood I possessed an incredible aphrodisiac.

The more she caressed it the hotter she got.

Taking it into her mouth was the best caress of all.

The Unique Uncut Hindu Cock was so hard yet the skin so soft and velvety on her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue.

The climax reaffirmed her desirability as a woman.

She could still attract a young Hindu buck.

The weekend before my return to college, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān expressed to Muħammad Ibrāhīm her relief that nothing blew up about her fling with me.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm asked if she was sorry that she didn’t get to “see” me again.

“I guess not,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān replied. “It was too risky and I’d have been so humiliated if anything were known.”

“But that was while he was at the firm. After Friday, that all changes.”

“I know, I’ve thought about that a little, but I don’t think so.”

“Are you sure? Durgesh‘ll be away at college; he’s probably never coming back to your company anyway. Didn’t he say he wanted to go out west after graduation?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān began to re-think an idea she’d been toying with about giving I a farewell party.

Well not really a party, more of a date.

Well, date wasn’t quite the right term either.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān smiled to herself; she knew what she meant but for some reason was being shy even in her own thoughts.

What was that about?

“I see that little smile,” Muħammad Ibrāhīm teased his extremely beautiful  wife. “What’s going on in that dirty mind of yours?”

“Dirty? If I’m dirty, what are you? Pervert!” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said with a smile. “Well, I was thinking of maybe giving Durgesh a little going away party.”

“Party?”

“Uh, maybe more of a date.”

“Date?”

What sort of weird déjà vu was this? thought Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

“What would you call it? Never mind, don’t answer; I know what it’s called. Anyway, I was thinking of getting a hotel room and meeting me there. I guess I’d like see if he really can make those four seminal deliveries he bragged about.”

“Where would you go?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān mentioned the most expensive hotel in the area.

“Would you go with me? Not to watch, of course, but we could spend the night after Durgesh left. It might be fun.”

“Yeah,” Muħammad Ibrāhīm mocked, “it might be fun at that.”

He had a big shit-eating grin as he lunged for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

“Not now. Later. I’ve got some work to do. But Muħammad Ibrāhīm, would you be an absolute sweetie and see if you can get us a reservation for next Saturday?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had noticed a certain passivity, almost sub-servience in Muħammad Ibrāhīm recently and for some reason decided to explore it.

She wanted to see how far he’d go to make this happen.

He seemed to want her to do this as much as she wanted to.

Allah!

Was Muħammad Ibrāhīm enjoyed his cuckold role?

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān shuddered.

She could not believe it’s happening with herself.

Durgesh her real Hindu lover.

She Durgesh’s real Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān beloved.

And Muħammad Ibrāhīm her cuckold Musalmān husband?

Allah!

Yā Allaaaaaaah!

She noticed how eagerly her husband called the hotel.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was beaming a few minutes later when he entered their study.

“I got the room! There is some convention at the hotel so rooms are a little more expensive. $350 for the night.”

“Wow!” But she thought to herself, does Muħammad Ibrāhīm realize he’s taking this active, expensive role just to help some other guy, a Hindu, Durgesh,  can get a blowjob from his own extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife? This really does excite him, not just me.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and Muħammad Ibrāhīm went to dinner Friday evening and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān described her plans for the following day.

She had been thinking of this all week and came up with some subtle, delicious ways for Muħammad Ibrāhīm to participate, and to see how far he’d go in getting his Sunni Musalmān wife my young Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

“Tomorrow, I’d like to do a little shopping before we go to the hotel. I was thinking of picking up some lingerie and something for drinks. And I really want some nice stuff, so why don’t you get some cash before we leave? A thousand should be fine. I’m not going to spend anywhere near all of it, but just to be safe”

“A thousand’s a lot,” gulped Muħammad Ibrāhīm.

“How much do you want to get out?” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān chided.

She figured he’d back down and he did.

“I thought we’d go to the hotel and I’d get dressed. I’ll meet Durgesh in the bar – you could sit at another table or lurk in the lobby if you want. Maybe you could wait at the bar while we’re in the room.”

“OK,” said Muħammad Ibrāhīm. “I think they have a TV at the bar.”

“I will meet Durgesh at 4:00. According to me, we should be done before 6:00. Then you and I can have the rest of the night.”

“Sounds great.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān wondered, briefly, at how strange the idea that her husband would react to her sucking off a Hindu four times by saying, “Sounds great” really was.

Were they going down some kinky path that would get more and more depraved?

Well, she’d have to think about that after Saturday.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān led Muħammad Ibrāhīm out of the house at 11:00 on Saturday morning for the mall.

They stopped at the liquor store first where Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān picked out two bottles of Champaign at $150 a bottle and an $85 bottle of single malt scotch.

At Victoria’s Secret, she selected a very provocative bra, thong panty, and garter set.

She selected stockings that were just a shade lighter than her thighs.

At Ann Taylor, she picked out a powder blue dress that somehow managed to be classy, demure, and provocative at the same time.

She also selected a pair of patent leather pumps with 4-inch heels.

At the cosmetics counter, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān made Muħammad Ibrāhīm watch as she had the saleslady show her a variety of lipsticks, lip outliners, and application techniques.

Again, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was fascinated at how eager her husband was to get her mouth prepared for another man, Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Penis.

All this totaled an additional $650 that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān insisted Muħammad Ibrāhīm pay by credit card – just so they’d have cash if needed.

They arrived at the hotel by 1:30 and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān began to prepare.

She showered and shaved her legs.

She came out of the bathroom in a long tee-short and picked up the thong panties.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was pretending to watch TV, but she knew he was actually looking her very carefully.

She pulled on the panties and held up the hem of the shirt.

“Muħammad Ibrāhīm, honey, come here a moment.”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm responded very quickly.

“How does this look? Aren’t there a lot of pubes showing? Would you do me a favor? I really can’t see it that well, would you please shave me? You know, down there, so it’s really nice and trim, in case Durgesh accidentally sees, or I show Durgesh?”

To her extremely pleasantly shocked surprise, Muħammad Ibrāhīm was very eager to help prepare his wife.

This sort of role reversal – Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān preparing herself better for another man than she would for her own husband – seemed to turn him on.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān hiked up the shirt and lay back on the bed.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm brought out a towel and shaving things and moved a chair to the bed between her outspread thighs.

As he began to examine where to shave, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān hoisted her hips and whipped off the panties.

Her pubic mound brushed Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s face.

“Oh hell,” she said. “Just shave the whole thing clean. That should get me hot.”

And so he did.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was nude in the bathroom. She was painting her mouth.

“Muħammad Ibrāhīm, honey, come here a minute. What was it that woman at the cosmetics said about putting on this lip liner? Here, honey, you do it.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave Muħammad Ibrāhīm the wand and stood there while Muħammad Ibrāhīm finished painting her lips.

She pursed them and asked how he liked them.

“Allah, honey,” he said. “You’re doing this on purpose.”

“Doing what?” she said, oh so innocently.

“You know damn well what. Making me get you ready for Durgesh. And you know it’s making me so hard. I almost hope he doesn’t show up. I’ll never last two hours down in the bar.”

“You’re so sweet,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said as she tweaked his crotch. “And you really are hard, aren’t you. Well, go put the Champaign on ice, then watch TV, I’ll be done in a few minutes, then we can go down and have a drink, separate tables of course, until Durgesh gets here.”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm faced the TV, but mostly watched Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān as she put on her bra, garter belt, and panties.

She was rolling on the second stocking when she spoke.

“You know, he’s going back and probably could use a little extra help. I was thinking about giving Durgesh a present.”

“I’d consider what you’re going to give Durgesh a pretty damned good present.”

“Silly, that’s for me, for us, not him. No, I mean a real present.” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had the second stocking attached to the garter and was dropping the dress over her head.

She slipped on her pumps and walked over to the room’s desk.

She looked incredible!

Taking out a hotel envelope and handing it to Muħammad Ibrāhīm, she said,

“Come on, Muħammad Ibrāhīm; let’s give me a little reward.”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm made a show of it, but he did take out his wallet and put a hundred dollar bill in the envelope.

He quickly thought better of it and slid in another $100.

He sheepishly held it out to Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

She made no move to accept it.

“He’s going to do it four times,” she said, looking Muħammad Ibrāhīm directly in the eye.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm put two more bills in and again held it out for his Sunni Musalmān wife.

“No tip?”

Another $100 was placed into the envelope.

This time Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān accepted it.

“I can’t believe you’re making me pay Durgesh five hundred bucks to fuck your mouth. What’s worse, I can’t believe how hard it’s making me.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān wrote my name on the front of the envelope, and then made a display of licking the back flap and sealing it.

Then, with a flourish, she puckered and placed a red imprint of her lips on the seal.

Placing the envelope on the desk, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said,

“Muħammad Ibrāhīm, honey, I’ve mussed my lips a bit. Would you get the lipstick and touch them up for me?”

Of course, Muħammad Ibrāhīm did just that.

As they reached, the door on their way out, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said,

“Just a minute.” She reached her hand under her dress and pulled off the thong and tossed it into the closet. “I don’t think I want those in the way when I get back up here.”

Downstairs, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān made Muħammad Ibrāhīm walk away from the bar just in case I had arrived early.

I wasn’t, so she took a table and ordered a drink.

She wasn’t particularly nervous, but the alcohol was helpful anyway.

When Muħammad Ibrāhīm saw she was alone, he walked over and took a seat at the bar where he could watch her.

Shortly before four, Muħammad Ibrāhīm saw me.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān smiled at me broadly.

I sat down and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān ordered me a juice.

When we finished, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān charged the drinks to our room and the couple got up to leave.

While I was looking away, Muħammad Ibrāhīm  made a face, like yuck, at his wife.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān looked back and sensuously licked her lips, then walked off.

When Muħammad Ibrāhīm tuned back, he saw that the woman tending bar had seen both his look and his wife’s response.

The bartender just shook her head and looked away.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm blushed and grabbed his beer.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm had settled in at the bar, watching the afternoon ball game.

He didn’t expect Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān back until six.

Each time he ordered a beer, the bar maid smiled sweetly at him which made him all the more embarrassed.

He was watching the clock more than the game and all the time thinking about what was going on upstairs.***

Just before five, someone covered his eyes from behind.

“Surprise!” said Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān as she pulled her hands back and Muħammad Ibrāhīm spun around on my stool.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān kissed Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān full on the lips and told Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān to settle the check so they could go upstairs.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm gave the woman my credit card.

The bartender seemed to understand something kinky was going on.

As she started to get authorization for the charge, she turned to Muħammad Ibrāhīm and said,

“Are you certain you want to use your corporate card for this?” Then looking closely at the card, “Mr. Muħammad Ibrāhīm.”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was flustered. “Uh, no, no. Let me  get my personal card. This isn’t a corporate expense. Not sure why I gave you that one.”

The barmaid gave Muħammad Ibrāhīm back his card.

“Do you work at ‘Durgesh Kħadījah’? My boyfriend works there. Vikram Arvind?”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm stared at the bar and said nothing, but Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved forward.

“You have a Vikram Arvind working for you, don’t you Muħammad Ibrāhīm?”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was really embarrassed.

He didn’t want his identity known, especially if this Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman knew someone who worked for him.

“Are you Muħammad Ibrāhīm?” she asked. “Vikram Arvind talks about you all the time.”

There was no way out, so Muħammad Ibrāhīm smiled,

“Nice to meet you. This is my wife, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān held out her hand.

The barmaid took it and said,

“Hi, I’m Åāýéshah Jibrān. You’ve got something on your cheek.”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm turned to Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān to see what the problem was.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had a thick strand of creamy Hindu cum going from the corner of her mouth to her ear.

Also, her hair was mussed and her lipstick was totally smudged.

And there were literally, dozens of wet spots on her dress and then he saw   a glob running between her generous tits.

“Oh my, I must be quite a Mess,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān declared.

“Yeah, you look a little different from when you were in here earlier with that young Hindu gentleman. Here,” Åāýéshah Jibrān said as she handed Muħammad Ibrāhīm a clean bar towel, “this will help clean your beautiful wife up.”

A thoroughly embarrassed Muħammad Ibrāhīm took the towel and mopped Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s cheek, then dabbed it across the bosom of her dress to blot my Hindu cum.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm kept the towel as he and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān left the bar.

By the time they got into the elevator, however, Muħammad Ibrāhīm was incredibly hot and hard.

He was imagining how his wife had sucked me again and again, and enjoying it very much.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave Muħammad Ibrāhīm an open mouth, full tongue kiss and Muħammad Ibrāhīm was fully knowledgeable about what that entailed.

It made both of them hotter.

In the room, Muħammad Ibrāhīm immediately saw that both bottles of Champaign were emptied and the envelope and bottle of scotch were gone.

He had neither time nor inclination to dwell on it as Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān swooned back on the bed and lifted up her skirt.

She left her dress, stockings and shoes on as she beckoned Muħammad Ibrāhīm to her.

“Well, Durgesh is a man of his word,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said as Muħammad Ibrāhīm surveyed her condition. “Four times in forty minutes. Allah he was hard! Do I look a Mess? I didn’t want to take the time to clean up. I wanted you up here with me. I really love you, you know that? Mmmm, honey, kneel down and soothe me. I rubbed myself so hard; I really need your soft wet tongue right now. But I’ll warn you, you’re going to have to work for my climax. I already came three times fingering myself while I blew Durgesh. That’s it, do you like it, all nice and smooth and bare?”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm simply couldn’t take it once he’d placed his head between her thighs.

All the preparation and waiting were too much for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

He’d barely begun licking her when he came trying to pull his cut Cock out of his pants.

He knew it was a mockery after the greatest Uncut Hindu fucking his wife Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had enjoyed with me.

But he couldn’t do anything for it.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was not as a fool as his wife Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought he was.

He never believed his wife Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān only sucked me.

He knew very well, she herself fucked me ravenously, both in her cunt and in her ass too.

But so what?

Muħammad Ibrāhīm knew he couldn’t fuck her that much ever as much I did.

So, let Durgesh fuck Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

He is content with eating and cleaning her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt after that.

Durgesh’s Hindu Vīrý mixed with his wife Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān cum tastes extremely good.

Doesn’t it?

“Oh Allah,” Muħammad Ibrāhīm groaned as he shot his load all over his hand. “Allah, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, how do you expect me to hold off with all the teasing you’ve done to me today? Allah, I got it all over my pants and hand.” Muħammad Ibrāhīm stood up and wiped his hand on the towel next to the bed, then pulled his slacks off and wiped the liquid off with the towel.

“It’s OK, honey,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said as Muħammad Ibrāhīm knelt down before her again and began licking her. “I’ll bet you can get yourself off again! I’ve already come three times and am working on four. Durgesh shot four times. He could have gotten five, but Durgesh wanted to go, and besides, you only paid for four!” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān teased.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm involuntarily jerked his head back at the cutting remark, but Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān caught her heel behind his neck and slowly brought his mouth back to her ache.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was right.

As she told Muħammad Ibrāhīm the story of what transpired that afternoon with Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

I was able to bring her to a crashing orgasm with my Uncut Hindu Penis and get Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān off a second time as well.

I fucked Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān in every position she asked.

And she kept asking continuously.

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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

113. HVS law internationals : 1

114. HVS law internationals : 2

115. HVS law internationals : 3

116. HVS law internationals : 4

117. HVS law internationals : 5

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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. 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


HVS Law Internationals: 4

HVS Law Internationals

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān

Back in their room, Muħammad Ibrāhīm started asking Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān some questions about what happened just before they left the reception.

He told Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān what he’d seen and how both she and Durgesh had gone missing for several minutes only for her to turn up in the parking lot.

How, when he kissed her in the car, he’d noticed her mouth was a little hotter and wetter than usual – slimier, actually.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, smiling, asked Muħammad Ibrāhīm what he thought had happened.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm said he guessed that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and Durgesh had gone somewhere and kissed and he had fondled her, probably concentrating on her big breasts.

That the kissing had left her mouth wet and the fondling had gotten her so hot she’d juiced her panties.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm said he’d bet that if he touched her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy right now she’d be sopping wet.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān flushed red.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was almost right.

She’d be wet all right, but her panties wouldn’t be juiced…or even there.

Before I let her go, she was worried to get rid of.

I had, therefore, insisted she give them to me.

Rather than enter into a debate at a time when she wanted to hurry, she reached under her skirt and whipped them off.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm smiled as he figured he’d guessed right and asked Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān for the story.

He said her could take it.

As a matter of fact, he told her, just the thought of the young Hindu man touching and kissing his extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife had given him the firmest erection he’d had in years.

She was shocked hearing it.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s mind was racing, should she admit the truth?

Laugh it off and say nothing happened?

Go along with Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s version until she could sort things out?

She knew that if Muħammad Ibrāhīm touched her cunt he’d know something and that her cunt needed touching soon no matter what.

She decided to start with the truth and see where it led.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān took a deep breath, said OK.

She lay back on the bed, opened her legs, and began to finger her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s mouth opened slightly and he stared at his wife’s hand moving between her legs.

He sat on the bed and his head moved, involuntarily, closer to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Although he’d suspected that she, like himself, masturbated sometimes, and he’d felt her hand rubbing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit to get off during intercourse, he had never actually watched her jerk off, or whatever it was that Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān females did.

When he got over his initial shock at Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s behavior, Muħammad Ibrāhīm realized she had no panties on.

“Why you sly old tease,” Muħammad Ibrāhīm’d accused her, “you went without panties tonight!”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān let Muħammad Ibrāhīm think that.

There was no way she was going into it just yet.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew that if she was going to tell Muħammad Ibrāhīm about Durgesh, she didn’t want to be looking at Muħammad Ibrāhīm when she did.

And she didn’t want to be interrupted by a bunch of silly questions her husband would undoubtedly ask.

“Was he bigger?”

“Did my Cock make you wet?” Etc.

So Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān hooked her foot behind Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s head and pulled it down further toward her aching, soaking Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womanhood.

“I want you to lick me while I tell you what happened.”

Muħammad Ibrāhīm couldn’t remember that last time he’d been so turned on, if ever!

He was well beyond refusing to do what Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was asking.

As his head traveled the few remaining inches, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved her hand and his tongue reached out and licked her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm knew that, when she was really turned on, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān would occasionally ejaculate during sex.

As his tongue explored the sheer volume and stickiness that was her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, he wondered if tonight was going to be one of those nights.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moaned and began her tale but Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s tongue made it difficult to relate her adventure with me.

She had closed her eyes as she managed to get through most of the story despite her rising Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān passion.

She opened them to look at Muħammad Ibrāhīm when she spoke of kneeling in front of me.

It didn’t take a genius to guess what would come next and she wanted to see Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s reaction to determine how much to relate.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew she didn’t perform oral sex as much as Muħammad Ibrāhīm would have liked and then only as foreplay to intercourse.

She never let him come in her mouth much less swallowed, so she wanted to monitor his reaction as she began to describe blowing the young, Hindu man.

She knew she could continue when she watched Muħammad Ibrāhīm reach down and begin stroking his incompetent erection.

Having Muħammad Ibrāhīm eat her out, while telling of her encounter, had been nothing short of genius.

Not only could she concentrate on the story and re-live the act as fantasy, but also Muħammad Ibrāhīm was unable to interrupt.

As an added bonus, Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s tongue was bringing her to her second orgasm of the night.

Like she, Muħammad Ibrāhīm  had never employed oral sex as a way to get his wife off.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s voice was barely a whimper.

She wasn’t even sure he could hear her.

His hand was stroking his incompetent cut Cock furiously and his moaning made his tongue into a vibrator against her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitoris, as she described asking me to shoot in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was climaxing onto the sheets as Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān verbally brought me to a magnificent Hindu climax and remembered the feeling of total Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womanhood she had experienced with her mouth on my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock and my Hindu come on her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān clutched Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s head and screamed in orgasm.

The next morning, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and Muħammad Ibrāhīm both agreed the activities of the previous night needed a thorough thinking through and discussion.

As Muħammad Ibrāhīm was leaving on a business trip that night, they agreed that neither would do anything unilaterally until they had an in-depth conversation about it.

The trip would give them some time alone for soul-searching.***

The week after the reception, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān called Noor in the morning to ask if she could re-schedule their lunch date.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had an important afternoon deadline and needed to work through lunch.

Noor suggested they meet at Ashraf’s for drinks after work.

Since Muħammad Ibrāhīm was out of town, there was no good reason for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān not to accept.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān arrived early and Noor late.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had been at the bar for half an hour when Noor arrived and was half way through her second bourbon and water.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was still struggling with telling Noor about me.

She wanted Noor’s advice and besides she just wanted to talk to someone about it.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was concerned with what Noor would think.

Would she be shocked?

Disgusted?

Understanding?

Contemptuous?

Disappointed?

Jealous?

She didn’t want to lose Noor’s friendship.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān smiled to herself.

Noor would be shocked all right.

But what else?

When Noor sat down, she ordered a drink and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān asked for “one more”.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān wasn’t used to drinking that much in that short a time span so she was definitely loosening up.

Were the drinks a subconscious way of admitting she wanted to tell?

When the drinks arrived, Noor handed Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān a pink slip of paper.

It was a phone message.

To: Noor

From: Durgesh.

Message: Have someone named Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān call.

A phone number followed.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān went completely pale and her hand trembled as the paper fell to the table.

Noor looked at her friend with concern and said,

“Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, what’s going on?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān told her everything about the reception, except the part about discussing it with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.

She even told her some things she’d sort of left out with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān admitted to her friend that as Durgesh held her head and fucked her mouth, she was not just hot.

She was hotter than she’d ever been in her entire life.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was flooding juice.

Her panties were totally soaked through.

And as I neared my climax, she realized she was going to come too.

When I shot off, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān slipped her hand into her panties.

As soon as she touched herself, she came so hard she almost passed out.

“I’ve thought a lot about it, these past few days,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān admitted, “and I honestly have to admit that blowing Durgesh was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life.”

The pink slip of paper lay on the table throughout the conversation.

Now, when the bill had been paid and the women readied to leave, both were staring at it.

Noor finally looked up at Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and asked,

“If you’re not going to call, do you mind if I use that?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān reached for the paper and slowly slid it into her purse.***

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān lay on her bed and slowly massaged her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitoris as she thought about what would happen tomorrow.

She had just hung up the phone after talking with me.

She was incredibly turned on.

Even though she’d promised Muħammad Ibrāhīm  she wouldn’t do anything until he came home from his trip and they’d had a chance to discuss what happened at the reception, she’d lost control during the call and said she’d meet me tomorrow at my apartment.

Now, as she masturbated, she fantasized about what my big Unique Uncut Hindu Cock looked like.

Even though she’d already sucked me off it had been so dark behind the reception hall, and she was so excited, she never actually saw it.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew I was hot to fuck her, but she was fearful about doing anything like that before discussing it with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.

She’d already given me a blowjob, so giving me another didn’t seem as radical as having intercourse.

She made me promise that if she came over, there would be no vaginal sex.

It didn’t take her long to reach orgasm as she thought about mouthing her young Hindu stud again.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān dressed rather conservatively in slacks, sweater, and blazer when she came to visit me the next afternoon.

The slacks were to ensure that my hand couldn’t find an easy path to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

She wasn’t sure how long her resolve would hold out once I touched her there and she really didn’t want to have intercourse.

The thing most striking about her as she prepared to leave was her mouth.

She’d spent more time applying lipstick than she ever had before.

She’d actually gone to a department store that morning and talked with the salesgirl about different lipsticks and application techniques.

Along with not wanting to escalate the relationship without talking to Muħammad Ibrāhīm first, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān also wanted to find out if just sucking me could raise her to the same level of excitement again as it had at the reception.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān arrived at my apartment at exactly three in the afternoon although it had taken several additional trips around the block and a stop in a restaurant to freshen her lipstick to avoid being early.

She didn’t want to appear as eager as she, in fact, was.

I made her a rum drink from my home island.

It was delicious, but Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t need the alcohol to loosen her up for what was to happen.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and I sat on the couch, and I started to kiss her and massage her breasts.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān turned her head and let me kiss her neck so I wouldn’t mess up her beautifully made up Sunni Musalmān mouth.

She wanted to save that for the main event, the blowjob she was hungry to give me.

I had removed her blazer and pulled her sweater over her head as I rubbed her big tits.

As always, the breast play got her hot.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān removed her bra for me and I was kissing and lightly pinching her nipples.

They were very hard and it made Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān feel really horny.

She knew she’d better stop me or I’d be pulling off her slacks next, so she pushed me back, She slid off the couch and knelt on the floor between my legs.

She rubbed my Hindu crotch and was pleased to find that I was hard for her.

She pulled down my zipper and extracted my hard Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

She gasped audibly.

The fantasy Uncut Hindu organ she’d conjured up during her masturbation session the previous week was no match for the reality of this magnificent Hindu erection.

Her extremely hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt twitched; juices were flowing.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew she’d probably get very wet during her afternoon session and had actually put in a panty liner even though her period wasn’t due for two weeks just to keep from soaking through and wetting her slacks.

Now she wondered if the liner was going to be enough.

My Unique Uncut Hindu Cock must have been more than eight inches long and very thick.

For the first time in her life, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was happy she had a large Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

She’d been teased about it in high school and Muħammad Ibrāhīm said her mouth was even bigger than Julia Roberts’ was.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān stroked my Hindu meat and loved how her extremely hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hand appeared on the brown Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

She took her eyes off my Uncut Hindu organ long enough to look I in the eye.

She told me how stunning I was and how she’d been thinking of sucking me again ever since last weekend.

Then she slowly licked her lips all around and blew me a kiss.

Finally, she lowered her head and took the head of my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth.

Gently, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved her head up and down on me as she stroked my Hindu shaft with her hand.

Unlike Muħammad Ibrāhīm  who she could easily take fully in her mouth, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew from that last time that she couldn’t deep-throat me.

Still, she was curious about how much of me she could envelop.

She lowered her head as far as she could, pushing farther when she felt the head of my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock at the back of her throat.

When she pushed as far down as she could, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt the distance between her lips and the base of my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

It couldn’t have been more than an inch or an inch and a half.

I moaned.

“No Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s ever gotten that much in her mouth,” I said, “I’m not going to last long if you keep that up.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was close to the edge herself,

“Do it,” she said, and thrust her mouth down on my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock while moving her hand to the front of her slacks.

Even though she was rubbing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit through her clothes, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān easily reached a shattering climax.

I watched as she shuddered on the end of my Uncut Hindu Dick.

Seeing her orgasm while sucking me sent me over the edge too and I shot off in her mouth.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān again swallowed it all, and then collapsed on the floor.

She lay there breathing heavily while I did the same on the couch.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t wait until she was fully recovered.

She pushed herself up and pulled her sweater over her naked breasts.

She stuffed her bra into her blazer pocket and knelt down again between my Hindu thighs.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān looked at my half soft penis.

It was still much bigger than Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s.

She studied it.

There were little traces of her lipstick on it.

Some of my Hindu semen was leaking from the tip.

She reached down and touched it causing me to jerk.

I opened my eyes and smiled at her.

She smiled back.

“Let me just finish cleaning up,” she told me and licked the leaking Hindu cum from my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān took it into her mouth and squeezed the shaft from the base toward the tip as she was milking a cow.

She was surprised at how much was still left as she sucked it into her mouth.

She let it linger on her hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue for a minute as she savored the taste.

It really wasn’t bad, hardly salty.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave a final swallow and told me she had to get going.

She gently kissed my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock head before she tucked it back into my pants.

She reached up to kiss me, but this time it was I who moved my head and she kissed my cheek.

When Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān got to the car and looked at the clock, she was surprised that it was only 3:20.

How had all that have happened so quickly?

She looked at herself in the visor mirror.

Her hair was a mess, but the salesgirl was right about the lipstick.

Her mouth still looked great!

As she drove home, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew she’d soon be masturbating again.***

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān met me five more times in the six months.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm was aware of all except that first time while he was away.

Although she often wondered what it would be like to feel my big Unique Uncut Hindu Cock fucking her, she never let it happen.

Our sex consisted exclusively of Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān masturbating while sucking off the handsome Hindu man.

It continued to provide her the most rewarding orgasms she’d ever had.

The celebration was beginning to wind down and members of the development team were saying their goodbyes.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān walked up to the bar to order a last drink before departing for the night herself.

She found herself seated next to me.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān tried to make small talk asking me where I went to college, what I was studying, etc.

Eventually the conversation came around to the opposite sex, and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān asked me if I had a girl friend.

“Sort of.” I said.

“What does “sort of” mean?”

“Well, we broke up a couple of months ago, but we were sort of getting back together just before classes ended.”

“Why did you break up?”

I hesitated and gave some lame reason.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān challenged me.

“Bull,” she said. “What was the real reason?”

I smiled.

“I couldn’t say in front of a woman.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān sensed something juicy and the drinks were definitely making her bold.

With the memories of Muħammad Ibrāhīm  being selfish not letting her use my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock to help fuel the fantasy, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān kept getting more horny and more frustrated.

She decided to tease me a bit just for fun.

Besides she might get a bit of a thrill herself.

“Of course you can,” said Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, pushing back her shoulders and smoothing the front of her blouse.

She gave me her brightest smile, knowing those fabulous tits had my attention.

She’d already observed me talking to her chest several times that evening although I was obviously trying valiantly to look elsewhere.

“Look at me,” she said, quickly glancing down at her chest and back up to my eyes. “Do you think I haven’t heard most of the real or imagined woes of the Hindu male?”

Her smile made me smile too once my eyes traveled back up to her face.

“Umm, well, mostly, you know, about sex.”

“You mean she won’t,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān asked.

I shook my head.

“Nothing?”

“Umm, well, sometimes she, uh, jerks me, a little.”

“Not even a blowjob?”

There!

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had moved the conversation to what had become her favorite topic: fellatio.

I shook my head again.

“Wow,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān faux whimpered, and executed and exaggerated sigh.

“That’s a real shame. I thought that was all the rage after Monica and Bill.”

She hoped she wasn’t over doing it, but I didn’t seem to catch on.

Whenever she could, without being too obvious, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān returned the conversation to oral sex.

Once, I asked her how old she was.

“How old do you think?”

“I’d guess early thirties.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave a big smile.

“Why would you guess that?”

“Well your skin is very smooth, your hair color makes you look even younger; it’s so pretty. Maybe it’s because you’re pretty. How old are you really?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t answer directly.

“Do you really think I’m pretty? Prettier than your girl friend?”

“Oh yeah, you’re gorgeous, really attractive. I really mean it!”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was pretty sure I was playing too, maybe hoping to get lucky with an older woman who’d had a bit too much to drink.

“You don’t think my mouth is too big?” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān deliberately made an oval with her lips, and then smiled.

I couldn’t answer, I was swallowing coke.

“Cause, some guys have told me it’s a bit large, but perfect for fellatio.” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān couldn’t resist saying that.

She figured I knew what the word meant, and if I didn’t, it would give her an excuse to say blowjob again.

When I didn’t ask, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said,

“Of course, they were probably just trying to see if they could compliment me into giving them some free head.”

I was speechless until Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān smiled.

“No, it didn’t work,” she laughed, “wrong guys.” She actually found herself winking at me.

I asked if that meant Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān did perform oral sex for the right guy.

“Only my husband,” she lied.

“Funny thing is, early in our marriage, Muħammad Ibrāhīm  was always pestering me to blow him, and I was reluctant. Lately, I’ve been the one who’s wanted it and Muħammad Ibrāhīm is backing off.”

I felt emboldened.

Did she do it all the way?

“What do you mean?” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew but wanted to tease me.

Make me say it.

“You know, all the way, uh, till he’s done, you know, finished.”

“You mean, do I do it for a while then switch to regular sex?”

I nodded.

“Again, it’s funny,” said Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān. “Before, it was just a preliminary for me and Muħammad Ibrāhīm wanted to finish that way, you know, cum in my mouth, but I refused. Now,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān looked me in the eye and deliberately licked her lips, “I want him to let me finish it.” A quick smile, then, “Yes, all the way and swallow too. It’s my husband who wants other things instead. What lousy timing.”

Our conversation drifted in and out of work, general topics, and sex.
“No fucking way!” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān exclaimed, and then blushed herself.

She never used that language at work and rarely with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.

The only person she really let her hair down that way with was Noor. “Oops, I didn’t say that.”

“Didn’t say what?”

“You know the f word.”

“Why not?”

“Well, I just don’t usually don’t talk like that.”

“You’re a prude,” I taunted.

“I am not!” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt on the defensive for the first time, so she tried to regain control. “And you changed the subject she accused me.”

“What?”

“You know!”

“I’m lost.”

“Four times?”

“Oh, that, what about it?”

“As I said, no effing way.”

“Yes effing way.”

“All the way?”

“Yes.”

“To climax?”

“Yes.”

“And shoot?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t believe you. ”

“Want proof?” I challenged.

Oh my, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought to herself as she noticed me execute a surreptitious adjustment to my crotch.

She thought she’d seen this earlier, but this time she was sure her peripheral vision had registered the movement.

Her talk was giving me a hard on.

Of course, if I could come four times in an hour, that shouldn’t be a surprise.

Truth be told, it was also causing Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān some wetness.

For the first time she began to think about actually doing something more than tease.

Could she pull it off?

Would I reject her offer?

Doubtful.

Would I want more from her?

Maybe, but she controlled me she should be able to control me more.

Would I tell?

How to make the initial move?

Acting more drunk than she actually was, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān got the offer for a ride home she wanted.

She said she probably shouldn’t drive and that she’d call her husband to pick her up.

On the way home she sat a little closer to me than need be, touching my arm to point out the way.

When we pulled into her driveway, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān leaned over, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and said thanks.

She made sure her tits were pressed firmly against my arm and body.

As she moved away, she took a breath and plunged in.

“Thanks, for the ride.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’ve got to go in, but you know,” deep breath, “we each has a complementary need.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know. What we discussed. What you want. What your girlfriend won’t do. What I want to do, but my husband doesn’t want. You know. That.”

“Are you saying you want to do that to me?”

“Would you like me to?”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved her hand to my Hindu crotch.

I was hard, no surprise.

“Take it out,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān ordered.

“Here, in your driveway?”

“It’s dark, no one will see.”

I unzipped my pants and extracted my phallus.

There was little light, so Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān just leaned over and engulfed it in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth once again.

She sank all the way down till her lips touched my pubic hair.

I moaned loudly.

Nobody can see, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought, but they can hear.

She tried to say shush, but her mouth was quite full.

That beautiful hard Unique Uncut Hindu Cock in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth had Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān juicing badly.

She wanted to slip her hand into her pants, but I acted just too immature now.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I’m going to shoot.”

Did he ever! Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān never swallowed so much cum.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was on fire, but she realized she’d have to wait for relief this time.

Hopefully, there would be other days.

Meantime, Muħammad Ibrāhīm  could do the honors tonight.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān sat up and moved for the door.

“Well, now I only have to jerk off three more times tonight.”

“No fucking, I mean effing, way you’re ready again,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān exclaimed.

“Feel me.”

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt.

This she had to try.

“Do you want to do something else?” I asked.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān responded by leaning over and taking my Uncut Hindu member all the way into her mouth again.

I lasted a little longer this time, long enough for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān to slide her hand down to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit and explode.

I was right behind with my second load in less than ten minutes and it seemed to Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān to be as big as the first.

Maybe he really can cum that often, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought.

“I really do have to get in,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said, sitting up for the second time.

She again gave me a kiss on the cheek and thanked me.

He’s probably wouldn’t be interested in Frenching me, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought, smiling to herself.

“You’re on your own for the other two times.”

She slid out of the car and walked to her house, exaggerating the sway of her hips as she walked.

Maybe that will help with hard-on #3 for the ride home, she thought.

Once inside, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān saw a light coming from the family room and realized Muħammad Ibrāhīm was still awake watching TV.

As she walked into the room, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān started feeling like she might like a second orgasm herself tonight and wondered how Muħammad Ibrāhīm  would feel about that.

“Hi Muħammad Ibrāhīm.”

“Hi Honey, how was the celebration?”

“Good. Really relaxed me,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said as she sat next to Muħammad Ibrāhīm  on the couch

She laid her head on his shoulder and began rubbing his thigh.

Although she really didn’t feel like giving Muħammad Ibrāhīm oral tonight, she figured she might start there and have him finish himself, as usual while giving her a nice tonguing.

“Well, you’re sure in a good mood, welcome home!” Muħammad Ibrāhīm reached over and stroked her tit. “You should go out more often.”

Indeed I should, thought Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm turned and lifted Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s face to kiss her.

She hesitated because of what she’d just done.

She knew Muħammad Ibrāhīm had kissed her after she’d sucked me, but they’d never really talked about it.

And whether or not it bothered Muħammad Ibrāhīm to kiss her with the remnants of Durgesh’s Hindu sperm in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave Muħammad Ibrāhīm a quick kiss on the lips and Muħammad Ibrāhīm moved closer for more.

Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān put her hand on his chest and he looked up at her.

“I did something.”

“Something? What kind of something?” Muħammad Ibrāhīm was on immediate alert.

Could it be?

It had been more than a year since Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had told him about her first encounter with me, yet he remembered it like it was yesterday.

He could still achieve nearly instantaneous erection when he replayed that conversation and the subsequent ones in his mind.

What a great lack of his Bhogyantrānk, Muħammad Ibrāhīm didn’t know at all.

He needed to get an erection, to remember that his extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife sucked me, in as much detail as he could.

He neither encouraged nor discouraged his wife from seeking similar opportunities but took her lack of follow up with any new partner as a sign it was a once only thing for her.

After giving Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān oral sex as she recounted how she sucked me off, and fondling himself, Muħammad Ibrāhīm came to prefer that means of relief because it most closely approximated the actual first night.

Was Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān about to confess a second event?

Was it oral only, or did she go further?

Actually, Muħammad Ibrāhīm had preferred that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān never slept with me.

“That kind of something,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān answered.

Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s mouth was open, but no words came out.

For a moment, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was frightened.

She had just assumed that Muħammad Ibrāhīm enjoyed hearing about me and would enjoy learning that there was something new to relate.

But Muħammad Ibrāhīm  smiled quickly and she knew he was ready.

“Shall we get your slacks off and into bed where we can do this right?” Muħammad Ibrāhīm asked excitedly.

He reached out his hand and led her to the bedroom.

And so, once again, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān lay back with her legs spread, her eyes closed enjoying her husband’s tongue, and described in minute detail how she sucked off me.

Twice!!

Like me, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān also enjoyed a second orgasm that evening.

She wondered as she drifted off to sleep if she’d get to find out if the young Hindu stud actually could come four times so quickly.

She also felt a third tingle between her thoroughly worn out thighs as she thought about getting herself off more than once with me.***

Chapter 5

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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

113. HVS law internationals : 1

114. HVS law internationals : 2

115. HVS law internationals : 3

116. HVS law internationals : 4

117. HVS law internationals : 5

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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. 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