Sixty One Eighteen in love-12Posted: September 27, 2010
Sixty One Eighteen in love
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I both lay in bed still now.
One complete year has passed now.
We were in live in relationship.
Nafīsah Salmān never objected.
She knew better.
I closed my eyes and my mind flashed memories of last night, like a movie almost but only the best parts.
I was on my back and Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had just climbed off of me.
In the dimly lit room, the candle light illuminated her extremely attractive Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body just enough to see that Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was really wet and her pussy lips glistened as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan eased herself up from my Uncut Hindu Penis.
I loved that she fucked me herself mounting me.
She was violent in fucking me that I was glad I had her.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan went down and turned herself around, hovering over my Hindu erection.
Looking up at me with her sexy face Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan began lightly to move her wet eager, greedy, Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue along my Uncut Hindu Cock, not touching me with her hands at all.
I loved to watch her.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan lapped them up and smiled,
Licking her lips seductively.
Then Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan took the end in her hot wet mouth.
It felt so good- the gentle teasing with her tongue, her warm mouth began to suck on the head of it and I could feel my Uncut Hindu Cock getting bigger and tighter, swelling with that hard on that ached for release.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan slowly let me go deeper, inch by inch, until I was all the way in, snug and hard – her mouth was like another Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
I began to move and made my Uncut Hindu Cock slide in and out, as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan tightly gripped the base with two fingers.
Her moans vibrated into the stiffness and sent shivers up my spine.
“mmmm…” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan began to bob up and down creating a rhythm with my pumping that made my balls so ready to shoot their load right in her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan slide off and whispered, “Durgesh darling, Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties, – fuck my Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth- I want you to cum right in it- cum in my Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth” and went back to her amazing Uncut Hindu Cocksucking.
Her lips tightened down and the sensation of her suction, wild tongue and fingers made it happen.
I felt my body tense up, the feeling building, rising for the climax.
“Yess Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan- cumming-yess don’t stop-”
I held her extremely beautiful head in my hands and in seconds my balls shot my hot Hindu cum down her throat-
I came in waves— each one a little less than the one before.
My hot sticky Hindu cum pumped from the end of my still hard Uncut Hindu Cock.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan reached up and her finger caught the drips.
Smiling Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan licked it.
“Love your Hindu cum—so good…”
Back to reality, I felt the familiar sensation of a morning hard on.
As I lay on my back, it poked up all big and stiff, lying on my stomach.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan reached down to feel it and began to stroke me.
I could hear Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan slow breathing.
Not stirring, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had no idea that her legs were apart, exposing her sweet, sweet Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
On my knees, I held my Uncut Hindu Cock and stroked it as I gazed at her vulnerable Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy below.
Once hard enough I rubbed the tip until it was wet enough with my lubrication and I lowered myself down, the head only inches away from her competently shaved pink Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
I edged the head inside, slowly awakening her.
“oh yess…” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan whispered and lifted her hips up to let me all the way in.
“Morning DURGESH DARLING, MÉRÉ HINDU PIYĀ! HINDU AL BUÅŪLATUL MUSLIMĀT, MUSALMĀN ĦASĪNĀON KÉ HINDU KĦASAM, HINDU HUSBAND OF MUSALMĀN BEAUTIES,—I could wake up to this every day.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan laughed and held her ass with both hands, spreading herself open so I could really go deepest.
I pushed in more and more with each pump of my stiff Uncut Hindu Cock until Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was feeling as good as I was.
“Fuck me- fuck me -” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan said over and over, and I sped up the motion, getting deeper with my every powerful Hindu thrust.
I looked down and watched her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips as I pulled back.
They stretched out from her as if sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock— all slippery and wet.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was amazing.
I gripped her ass and pounded away.
I could feel her fingers playing with my balls and rubbing her clit as I fucked her.
“I’m ready Durgesh!” Gonna cum.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan cried almost in pain.
I glanced down as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan slammed backward onto my reddened Uncut Hindu Cock.
Her bubbly cum and juices from her squeezed out as I went in her tight hole.
They oozed down along the sides and drip onto her Sheets.
I couldn’t hold back.
We wildly fucked.
It suddenly came like a dam opening.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan arched her back to feel me as the sticky juices filled her- all hot and gooey.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had a loud violent orgasm.
Her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy clenched down and waves of pleasure spread from our two parts entwined.
My balls continued, squeezing out their load, pumping out and up inside her, until Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan cried out and dropped her head into the pillow.
We were both coated in a cool sweat.
My Uncut Hindu Cock was still in her deepest as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan let her hips relax.
I let myself down and rested on her soft wet back.
Her ass felt soft and comfy pressed into my loins.
I felt the cum as it leaked out of her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, down onto my balls and it was cool now.
The sunlight bathed us as we rested, and I knew it would be a great night later.
We were enjoying Hawaii, the beach at Waikiki was quite an experience.
Pretty ladies everywhere, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I just basked and took in the sights.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled.
“Of course, darling!” I kissed Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, “What else there is to watch except you and these pretty ladies?”
“All of the age group you love very much.”
I allowed my eyes to look at the pretty ladies present there, once more.
“Are you joking, Naåīmah?”
“Certainly not. What gave you that impression?”
“What age group of the beautiful ladies you think I love very much?” I smiled at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
“28 to 50, isn’t it?” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan winked at me.
“Entirely correct, but darling, there are at least 20% teen agers too.”
“They are with their Ammīs, Kħālās, Buās and/or sisters. Sorry, the Ammīs, Kħālās Buās and/or sisters refused to join us without them.”
“Refused to join us without them?” I was surprised, “What do you mean?”
“What?” I was really surprised now.
“I said you once it could be arranged.”
We decided ultimately that we wanted to see the rest of the islands, though, so we booked a flight to Kailua-kona on the big island.
We had a handful of brochures and a suitcase when the plane landed, that was it.
We will always remember that landing, we hit so hard that the overhead doors popped open and bags went flying everywhere.
Just a bit harder and it would have had to be called a crash landing.
Lucky there was only a dozen of us on board, no one was hurt.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I walked over to where the car rentals were.
A whole row of them was there to serve a dozen people.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I got a beat up little Toyota and off we went to see the sights.
It was a couple of miles from the airport to the little town.
The place was quiet back then.
“Sleepy little fishing village.” the brochures said.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I pulled into the motel down by the seawall, got our room.
It was right there on the ocean.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I settled in, looking sidelong at what was supposed to be a bed.
Across the street was a restaurant.
We wandered over and ordered some food.
There was a few couples, some locals snuggled up to the bar drinking out of tiny little Miller’s bottles.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I sat over in the corner by ourselves, just enjoying the warm weather, trying to figure out where to go and what to do next.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had on dark glasses, and a matching short wrap around her bottom.
Pretty, I looked her over, noticing one beautiful young lady coming to us.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan turned her head my way just as she leaned in and whispered something to her, glancing at my direction.
Just then, I realized that the sun pouring in lit up her legs, and the way Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was sitting I could see nearly all the way up her little wrap.
I did my best not to be caught looking.
It was tough to do since she was sitting right in front of me.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan made an odd motion, rolling her hips first one way, then the other as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan reached into her purse for a cigarette.
Somehow Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had scooted her fanny forward on her chair a few inches.
Some more of the dark shadow came into view.
I realized I was looking at what was probably pubic hair, but the way the sunlight hit I couldn’t be sure. Just then her knees parted a couple of inches.
Now I was sure!
Still, her crotch was in shadow, so I wasn’t getting a perfect view.
Then it hit me that my back was to the afternoon sun, and Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was facing into it.
The awning hung out towards the seashore, shading most of the restaurant except for the area we were sitting in.
The edge of the shadow it cast came halfway up her thighs under the table.
More whispers between both of them, another glance my way, a hint of a grin on the stranger girl’s face made me realize they were doing it deliberately.
The sun slowly settled lower, that band of light moved higher up her bare legs.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan did that odd roll of her hips again, now Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was scooted another couple of inches forward in her chair.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was trying so hard to appear completely oblivious to me sitting there that it was obvious Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was watching for my reaction.
It was getting bigger with the passing moments.
What the Sālī was after this time?
Was that stranger girl someone conspiring some mischief with Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan?
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was always after some sexual mischief when she was with me.
The band of light now reached far enough that I could see for sure that there were no underpanties, nothing.
Her legs were far enough apart that I knew that when the sun settled a bit more Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan would be in clear view.
Guess I must have been leaning forwards in expectation or something, because Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan seemed to realize and closed her legs.
I leaned back, seemingly disappointed.
I wanted to play game myself now.
Could only Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan do it?
The moment I did, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan opened her legs again, this time even farther.
It was enough.
As everything unfolded into view, I was looking at huge swollen lips protruding from a trimmed bush.
I knew now, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was shiny and wet looking.
The girl at her side had a huge grin.
She was watching me intently.
I lost all pretenses and just stared, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan really was spectacular.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan sat like that for a good 10 minutes, just letting me look.
Then Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan gave a little shudder, almost as if she was having a small orgasm.
Her legs began to open even more.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was looking right at me as she spread them as wide as they would go!
Despite the fact that I was already fucking her more and more for almost one year now, my Uncut Hindu Cock was so hard in my shorts I knew it would be several minutes before I would be able to get up.
That was Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
She had brains.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan relaxed, closed her legs, we finished our respective drinks and got up to go.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan reached in her purse, as both of them passed me on the way out.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan dropped a card on the table in front of me, grinned, and they were gone.
I picked up the card, read the words.
It read, “She likes to watch, call me.” and a phone number.
I dropped the card in my pocket.
This was beginning to look like a fun vacation.
Let’s face it.
It isn’t every day a girl gets a beaver show in a public place, but I had just sat in a restaurant and watched a pretty little Brunette spread her legs and let me look.
This while her newest girl friend or whatever she was sat by her side.
I sat there nursing my juice, fingering the card Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had dropped on my table as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan walked by with her new woman companion.
The invitation was obvious.
I wandered around Kailua-kona for several hours.
It really didn’t take long to walk from one end of the town to the other.
As the brochures had said, it was a sleepy little fishing village.
I wandered down and took a swim in the ocean right off the seawall, the water wasn’t really deep.
It was interesting to stand on a huge mound of brain coral while the waves rolled by, picking me up and setting me back down.
I suppose I played in the water for a good hour or so.
Once when my foot came down, I felt a stinging but thought nothing of it.
Finally, I swam back, just taking my time in the tepid water.
I found a little restaurant and ordered a fish dinner.
It came as the whole fish.
A funny looking red thing on a bed of some kind of plant leaves.
I realized quickly that I was supposed to just pick the meat off with my fingers.
Odd we didn’t even clean the thing, we just flopped it on the plate, steamed I think.
Kinda good, actually.
I still have no idea what the bowl of white goo we served with it was all about, that wasn’t food to me although others around me were eating that with their fingers too.
One bite was enough.
Tasted like fucking library paste.
I went back to the motel as the sun finally settled and it began to get dark.
I spent a couple of miserable hours trying to rest, finally I got up.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had come with me here but she had noted brilliantly that I was interested in that girl also.
She was trying to consent her for our threesome.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had proved in her one year company so far, she was also good at cultivating other Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Beauties for me, even for group sex, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan being with only me, strictly, no matter how the events take their terms.
I pulled out the card Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had given me, thought about it.
Hell, I didn’t even know her name.
Damn Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
Sālī was so possessive of me that she hadn’t written even her name on the card, only her phone number.
I had a little struggle with myself.
Finally, I just reached for the phone and dialed.
A soft female voice answered, “Hello.”
No, it was not Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
Either she was not there, or she had deliberately allowed the Brunette to take my call.
“Hello.” I said, feeling victorious. “Are you the lady from the restaurant?”
“Oh, are you the big girl that was there?”
No answer once again.
“Yea, I’m Durgesh.”
” Saåīdah Salāħuddīn.” her voice was soft as silk.
I hesitated, calculating what to say.
“Want to come over?”
“Maybe, what’s the deal?”
“Just some fun.”
“Oh, that is Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan , she doesn’t mind. She likes to watch.”
I did some mental gathering up.
This was strange as hell.
What Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was after?
What was her actual hidden game this time?
Yet, I smiled.
Saåīdah Salāħuddīn gave me an address.
Glancing at my map I knew it was a Hotel not more than 2 blocks up the hill.
I had actually checked on that one, bit rich, but not for my blood.
I had deliberately booked at the crummy motel.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wanted me to play it her way.
“Let’s try not to tell anyone that you are a Multibillionaire.” She had smiled impishly.
On the phone, I said.
This was going fast.
I took a quick shower, noticing my foot still had that stinging sensation from earlier.
I put that out of my mind.
I knocked on the door 30 minutes later, Saåīdah Salāħuddīn answered.
She was wearing a white robe.
Saåīdah Salāħuddīn smiled at me.
I realized it was the first time I had seen her eyes, as blue as the ocean I had swam in earlier.
Best way I can describe the moment was entertaining.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was not anywhere there.
Eīshāno Vishvvédasah, what Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was actually after!
Saåīdah Salāħuddīn showed me to the main room.
There was a couple of doors off to the side, bedroom, I assumed, and the bath.
I sat on the large couch.
No sign of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is out on the balcony,” Saåīdah Salāħuddīn said, reading my mind. “She will probably come in later..”
I smiled in acknowledgement of the information.
Was Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan monitoring some movie camera?
She was always alert against any future possible blackmail attempts.
It could have been the reason she managed that Saåīdah Salāħuddīn must herself attend the phone.
Suddenly I realized, even the phone number was not in the writing of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
She had managed even it to be written by Saåīdah Salāħuddīn herself.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was proving herself one of the best companions for me.
She knew I loved Beauties with Brains more.
She was proving her competence.
She was telling me through her activities that she deserved my company more than the rest of the Musalmān Beauties.***
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