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The everbest wives

Durgesh

Chapter 1

No Hindu, Please!

Hi, I am Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Réħānah Muħammad from Bangalore.

I am 35 now.

I am a widow working in a Government firm.

More about me: I am fair, eye-catching personality with added weights at appropriate parts with appropriate proportion.

I measure 37/29/48, I weigh 59 Kgs, stand 5.5 tall, I have firm Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, with brown nipples, good big swaying Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Ever since I lost my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān husband, my sexual pleasures were emptied almost.

My after 25s were fully spent without any male companion.

It was not that Hindu males were not after me.

Even my closest friend, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb’s great Hindu husband, Vishvās Shakr Mānav had soft corners for me.

And why not?

I was an extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman.

Nevertheless, I hate Hindus, sorry.

The Hindus are always after us Musalmān Beauties globally.

Even in my vast acquaintances, I was the only one, the unique Musalmān beauty, who never allowed any Hindu even to touch me sexually.

I was furious at the realization.

I was the only one, the unique Musalmān beauty, who never allowed any Hindu even to touch me sexually.

Allah, why it was so?

Why it was so?

Why we Musalmān Beauties are so crazy to enjoy Uncut Hindu Penis in our most sacred private parts?

Why I was the only one, the unique Musalmān beauty, who never allowed any Hindu even to touch me sexually, even in my so vast acquaintances?

I knew thousands of extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties.

But none of them was faithful to her Musalmān husband.

Not even a single one, except myself only.

I often get urge for sexual acts.

It was natural and I never blame myself even a bit for it.

Of course, I couldn’t, and can’t, control nature.

I was helpless in those nights, where I was having desperate need for manly pleasures on my extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body.

I was passing those hard days with masturbation, fingering myself or with some natural toys like cucumber, banana and carrots, though I was not satisfied.

But at least it helped me suppressing the urge.

At this juncture also, I never made my mind to switch to any other male.

They were all Hindus, if desirable.

I hated to admit the fact.

It was hard to acknowledge, but it was true, nevertheless.

As I have eye-catching appearance, I was aware of many Hindu men who were admiring me had crush on me, in their own way.

I think this is enough about me.

Here I am starting to tell you about an incident that occurred just about few months back that gave me a fully manhood pleasure and sexual happiness though morally the sex was not very good in nature.

I just enjoyed his gesture with me, and since it’s a secured passage for me to kill my age’s requirement, I am doing it with him till date.

It was my friend, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb’s Hindu son, Durgesh, who fucked his own Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Kħālā Ħuzoor, me.

Yes, ultimately a Hindu myself too.

Allah!

Durgesh is 18; he had come to Bangalore just in June to seek his graduation.

He was supposed to stay at my home and study.

Durgesh is my gifted son, as Allah never blessed me with husband and son/daughter, both.

I loved him as my son and he was too very good in nature, loving me as his Ammī.

That was the only relation I could allow with a Hindu.

Initial days of his arrival were very much like a fest for me because I could find someone at my home along with me.

I made few days leave for him, as his classes supposed to start after a week of his arrival to my home.

We made short picnics, movies, and I cooked many of his favorite dishes.

Durgesh was happy.

I was too happy.

It was 1967 AD.

A week later, his collage started.

Everything was normal and up to the topic until that day.

It was second Saturday.

As government enterprise had off on every second Saturday, I was home and Durgesh had gone to his classes.

I had finished all the home scores and had taken a small afternoon nap.

At four, I was awake.

I thought to take a bath.

I had took the bath, thinking no body at home and as the main door is locked I came out from bath, naked, wiping my extremely beautiful 35 years old, yet still athletic, Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body with a towel.

I was shocked to see my son, Durgesh sitting in sofa.

He had entered home with a duplicate key and he was little early to home than usual.

I was stormed, stood few seconds dumbfounded, extremely ashamed, and my son, Durgesh, was glaring at my athletic Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body.

Immediately I ran, back to bathroom, then asked him to get my skirt, sari and blouse from my room.

Durgesh got me and I was out.

After that, we were failing eye contacts.

There were no much talks between us.

After this incidence, my son, Durgesh, got his manly behavior…

He started to glare at me.

I noticed him looking at my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts, and ass at all possible times.

I even have observed him displacing my inner wears.

Thinking it’s his age and hormones making him to do so, I never objected him.

Even he was not brought up normally.

Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb brought up Durgesh, her real son, naked among her naked Saåūdī Årab Musalmān paternal and maternal nieces.

The only game, Durgesh was allowed to play, was sex game with them.

My friend, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb, deliberately did it.

So, Durgesh needed sex 24×7 with extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties.

One day I met with a small accident when I was coming back to home.

I was having no serious injuries but my leg was little twisted and it was paining me.

I had approached a doctor and had taken medication.

Evening, Durgesh asked to go for shopping.

I told him,

“You go alone. I am not interested.”

Durgesh asked,

“Why? Is there anything wrong Kħālā Ammī?”

I told him the incidence.

He felt sorry.

Then he started to help me in home jobs.

At night my pain increased, and had difficulty in walking.

Durgesh asked,

“Should I massage your leg so that the pain will reduce?”

I liked the idea and told okay.

Durgesh asked where the balm is.

I told the place and he got it.

He took my leg and kept on a small table.

He sat on floor in front of my leg, and started to apply balm on my legs.

He was massaging my ankle and toes.

I told him I don’t have pain there come little up.

Durgesh pushed my sari up and started to apply and massage.

His massage was really a nice one.

I was getting some kind of relief.

I started feeling it, closing my eyes.

After some time Durgesh had pushed my sari, up to my knee and was massaging it.

Then at a time, I felt something unusual.

I was feeling his Hindu hands moving towards my private part.

I opened my eyes and saw my own son was stripping me in the name of massage.

Durgesh had moved my sari to till 3/4th of my thighs, still pushing his hand deeper inside sari.

Durgesh was looking at my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy that was clearly visible to him from the position he was sitting.

He was unaware that I had opened my eyes.

He was glaring at it in all possible way and enjoying it.

His hands were a little away from my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I immediately pulled back my leg, adjusted my dress told him,

“Enough, I am fine.”

And I went to my room.

Later we had dinner.

Allah!

Durgesh was NOT guilty of his acts though apparently he was not making any eye contact with me.

I finished my dinner fast and said good night to him.

At bed, I was thinking his acts.

Sometimes I was feeling Durgesh is disgusting, sometimes my evil was suggesting me to approach Durgesh myself for my sexual needs.

I changed my thinking several times, as I was no less than an Ammī to him, but I was getting the picture of my son, Durgesh, looking at my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

This was driving me hard, horny, tried to divert the topic but I was unable.

Then I thought to finger and sleep.

I fingered but the evil was driving back to the idea.

At one point, I got thinking whether my son was masturbating like me, thinking of me.

It was not good for my son.

I then immediately started to walk toward his room.

The light was still on and door was not closed properly.

I just entered the room, and was shocked again to see my son, Durgesh.

He was fully naked on bed, giving hand job to his Uncut Hindu dick.

Allah!

Allah!!

What should I do?

It was a lengthy Uncut Hindu dick than that of my husband, thicker also.

Durgesh was stroking his erect Uncut Hindu dick with his hand.

Even then, He was not ashamed of anything.

Yet he had covered himself with a blanket.

I entered, without any verbal reaction, I just said,

“There is lot of noise in my room, not getting sleep, can I sleep here?”

Durgesh acceptingly moved himself to make space for me to sleep.

I slept next to him.

Then after sometime, I asked,

“What have you done yourself?”

Durgesh was shy apparently and didn’t open his mouth.

After I pressed him to reply, he said,

“Kħālā Ammī, I am very sorry for my behavior. But from the day I saw you coming out from bathroom I am not able to control my senses about you.”

I said,

“It’s fine. It’s the age; one should get feelings of this kind.

Durgesh was happy with my response.

He said thanks, and said,

“I was worried of you complaining my parents.”

I told him not to worry.

After that, silence presumed.

Then I said,

“Durgesh, I never thought you are soo grown up.”

He asked,

“What made you to say I am grown up now? I am already 18.”

I liked his innocent reply.

I said not in that way and stumbled to say the next sentence.

Durgesh asked me what way and started to press me to say what way.

Then I told,

“Your thinking about us Saåūdī Årab Musalmān women has changed and also you have developed your body well.”

Durgesh was more happy and asked,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, you like my body?”

I said yes.

Durgesh told not to pull his leg because he didn’t have well built body.

I said him,

“Not that way, but to your age you are looking good, and that too your private part is grown.”

Durgesh was quiet for some time and then asked,

“Do you like?”

I hesitated to comment.

Later I said,

“Yes, I have never seen such big. It’s bigger than your uncle’s was.”

Then I was caring his hairs, asked,

“Do you do daily?”

Durgesh asked,

“What?”

I replied,

“The thing which you were doing just before I came here.”

Durgesh was quiet for few seconds, and then told,

“No, it isn’t needed elsewhere.”

I asked,

“How long you are doing it?”

Durgesh said,

“Just after I saw you in that way.”

I asked him,

“ are you soo attracted seeing me in that way?”

Durgesh said,

“Yes.”

I asked,

“Did you like?”

Durgesh was quick to say,

“Yes.”

“Then what you like me dear?”

Durgesh told,

“I liked you from beginning, because you are nice at heart. Apart from that, I liked everything what I saw in that day, and I was not able to take my eyes out from seeing at your extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.”

I asked gravely,

“You like to see extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts?”

Durgesh was bolder now,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, from few months I have seen many breast pictures on net but yours is nice.”

I asked,

“Why?”

Durgesh said,

“They are very nice big, round.”

After that, he couldn’t tell any more.

I kissed him on fore head,

“Do you like to see again?”

Durgesh was quick to say,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, show me please if you don’t mind.”

I said,

“I do it for you, but you should keep it very secret.”

Durgesh promised me to keep secrecy.

Then I said,

“Come up open my blouse and see.”

Durgesh got up, pushed away my pallu, and unhooked my blouse.

He was looking at my naked Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs without eyebattingly.

I took his one hand, kept on my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.

Durgesh started to feel my long waiting extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts to be cuddled.

He started to press them hard, pinch them, and pull them.

I took my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts near to him, took my light brown nipples in just thumb and forefinger, took near to his mouth.

Durgesh started to suck it very hardly and wildly and he loved.

I too loved the scene, as I was abundant of this kind of pleasure.

I caught Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu dick that was fully erect and tomb out.

I started to push his Hindu foreskin more out, stroking it.

Durgesh wasn’t shy, even a bit, when I was doing it.

I smiled at him,

“Do you like it?”

I forgot Durgesh was only 18, and I was 35, just almost double his age.

Durgesh said,

“yes.” but feeling unusual, he too asked, “whether you too like the Moment?”

I said,

“Yes.”

And I told everything that I suffered after death of my husband.

Durgesh felt sorry and asked,

“Would you like me to be your man after your husband?”

I smiled answering,

“You are still sucking my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs.”

After Durgesh finished sucking my boobs, I went down to grab my opportunity to feel his Hindu manhood.

I went down to him.

It was straight and looking as if it’s going to blast out with its stiffness.

I made my lips wet, made his Hindu tomb wet with my tongue, then took his Hindu monster in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth.

Durgesh started to moan, with the temptation.

I was giving him blowjob.

At one point Durgesh yelled,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, take off your mouth. It’s coming.”

I still kept my mouth filled with his Uncut Hindu dick.

Durgesh blasted five or six times in my mouth.

That was my first ever sperm I felt after almost about 10 years.

Then I got up, removed my sari and skirt, became completely nude in front of my Hindu son, Durgesh, went next to him, and kissed him.

Durgesh also kissed me back.

with the blow job effect his Uncut Hindu dick was poor now.

I was giving Durgesh hand job now, to prepare him to enter me, while I had pulled his hand towards my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

Durgesh was rubbing my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy making me hot, hotter, and horny.

This time he told,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, I have seen in many pictures they shave their Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy. Why don’t you do it? It looks good.”

I said,

“I too was doing, but stopped doing it after your Abbū left me.”

He said,

“Can you do it for me?”

I said,

“Okay, I will do it in morning.”

Durgesh was happy.

He asked,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, can I help you shaving?”

I waved his head, said,

“Okay.”

Durgesh asked,

“Kħālā Ħuzoor, do you like to take my Uncut Hindu dick in your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth?”

I said,

“Yes.”

he asked whether I liked his Uncut Hindu dick.

I said,

“That’s why I told you are grown up and it’s big enough for this age.”

By this time Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock was fully erect and ready for my penetration.

Then I said him,

“Come down to me, Durgesh!”

Durgesh did.

I made Durgesh to sit in between my legs.

Now his Hindu organ was able to see my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I said,

“Come inside me. In and out slowly.”

I took his Hindu tool in hand and guided right into my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

Durgesh was making in and outs but I was not soo excited though it was big tool, because he was not keeping the Momentum and he was pulling back his tool in full at pull back.

I adjusted my legs and locked his Hindu waist with my legs, told,

“Fuck me. I am controlling your Hindu movements now.”

Durgesh’s Hindu penetration was good.

His Hindu tool was moving slowly inside and out, tickling me all the way.

Soon we started to enjoy the Hindu penetrations.

Durgesh also gained speed, and was fucking me nice.

Now I released his waist from my legs.

Now Durgesh was, making me wild with his hard Hindu strokes.

He was stroking in my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy and out, making me wild and enjoying.

At one stroke, I had to leave a big moan.

That continued for me to moan several times louder to his Hindu thrusts.

Durgesh started to fuck me manly, teasing me, tickling me though it was short.

He groaned loud and his five to six Hindu jets splashed inside my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

It again became week after that.

My son, Durgesh, was the second man in my life to give me sexual happiness.

I enjoyed very much with him.

He enjoyed very much fucking me, and was happy and conveying it to me.

I was also happy but not much because the fuck did not last long.

It ended almost very soon.

To compensate it, I told him to lay on bed.

Durgesh did.

I went on him, made his Uncut Hindu dick erect.

It was standing stiff.

I went on to him, slowly made to sit on his Uncut Hindu dick.

I sat on his Uncut Hindu dick taking his Uncut Hindu dick entirely in my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I made sit and up for few minutes.

Durgesh held my ass and he was pushing me up and down.

Later I got the grip.

I made his Hindu penetrations very firm and faster.

I took his one hand to my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs.

Durgesh was pressing my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs very erotically.

I was moaning and enjoying fucking Durgesh.

Durgesh was also enjoying it.

We made this fuck a long one.

We both, Durgesh and I were enjoying it very much.

At last, we both met the same time to explode.

Since Durgesh was in his younger age his Hindu sperm was blasting soo great that I could feel his Hindu sperms splashing inside my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

Durgesh did it much enjoyable to me.

He had gained potential to fuck me for long hours and number of times in a day without Cumming in me for long.

Durgesh brought some porn movies, showed me and liked to fuck me like that.

And he did.

We are enjoying sex about three times a day.

My sexual needs are now entirely satisfied by my son, Durgesh.

Though it’s not correct to the ethics, I am doing it, as it’s the only secure passage for me to keep the identity safe.

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