The Absolute Surrender
Posted: January 16, 2011 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Naushīn Fātimah, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex Leave a commentThe Absolute Surrender
Ghous Muħammad never thought he would ever be telling anyone about a situation like this, let alone writing about it, but he had to get these strange new feelings off his chest.
Ghous Muħammad had been married to the love of his life, Naushīn Fātimah for about 15 years.
They were each other’s high school sweethearts.
After dating all through college they got married and it’s been pretty good up until recently.
Their sex life had always been a good one, and Ghous Muħammad had no real complaints except that sometimes he felt like they were in a rut.
Ghous Muħammad began to spend more time online reading ashvinātam sex stories and one can imagine his surprise when Ghous Muħammad came across the ones where Musalmīn wanted their Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān wives to have sex with Hindu men.
At first the thought made Ghous Muħammad’s stomach twist.
He didn’t want to imagine Naushīn Fātimah with some Hindu.
The idea of her climaxing on a Hindu’s Uncut Hindu Cock repulsed Ghous Muħammad, and made him scared as hell she’d love Hindu’s Uncut Hindu Cock more than Ghous Muħammad’s cut one.
Well as one can guess, over time Ghous Muħammad kept reading those ashvinātam sex stories and he started to envision Naushīn Fātimah with Hindu men.
Now Ghous Muħammad couldn’t get the thought out of his mind.
One night after one of their regular love making sessions Naushīn Fātimah and Ghous Muħammad started to talk a little about what their fantasies were.
Naushīn Fātimah mentioned that she had always wanted to be taken roughly and forced to accept his load deep inside her.
Ghous Muħammad always used condoms as Naushīn Fātimah just felt more cleanly that way plus they could avoid pregnancy.
When Naushīn Fātimah asked Ghous Muħammad what turned him on, before Ghous Muħammad even thought about it, he blurted out,
“I want to watch you fuck Durgesh.”
Naushīn Fātimah’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān eyes widened at his words and she plunged her fingers into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pussy as she came.
She quickly grabbed Ghous Muħammad’s cut Cock and forced him inside her.
Ghous Muħammad couldn’t remember Naushīn Fātimah ever being that wet.
The bed was literally soaked in her juices by the time he shot off, filling the condom with his seed.
Afterwards Naushīn Fātimah and Ghous Muħammad discussed what had happened and Naushīn Fātimah admitted to being turned on by the thought of being with me, but felt that Ghous Muħammad was all she needed.
Naushīn Fātimah and Ghous Muħammad decided to keep it a fantasy and for the next few months, their sex was vastly improved as Ghous Muħammad pretended to be me.
Naushīn Fātimah became multi-orgasmic as she rode me, her fantasy Hindu lover, talked dirty about all the things “I” was doing to her and how much more she loved “my” Uncut Hindu Cock more than Ghous Muħammad’s cut one.
The game made Ghous Muħammad feel weird.
On the one hand he was having great sex, on the other pretending to be cuckolding himself made Ghous Muħammad feel a little self conscious.
Naushīn Fātimah would assure Ghous Muħammad that it was just sexy talk that got her more into the moment but she really seemed to enjoy the game a little too much.
Things escalated as their “stranger” sessions became more involved.
Naushīn Fātimah and Ghous Muħammad would go out to bars and such, where Ghous Muħammad would arrive separately and pick her up for a wild night of cheap sex.
Her “husband” never the wiser.
One night as Ghous Muħammad went to meet Naushīn Fātimah for one of their dates he was called in to work at the last minute.
Ghous Muħammad called Naushīn Fātimah at the bar just as she arrived, told her they had to scrap their plans and Ghous Muħammad would see Naushīn Fātimah home in a few hours.
At this Naushīn Fātimah playfully said,
“Maybe I’ll play the game for real tonight, and you can come home to a well fucked wife.”
Ghous Muħammad smiled at her teasing.
“Just make sure Durgesh wears a condom.” Ghous Muħammad laughed.
They giggled a bit at the situation and Ghous Muħammad said,
“I’ll see you at the apartment a little later sweetheart.”
Naushīn Fātimah told Ghous Muħammad she loved him, she’d probably just get a quick beer and head home, as she hung up.
As soon as Ghous Muħammad got to the office, it turned out that his partner had already gotten there ahead of him.
Since his night was already ruined he insisted Ghous Muħammad go and be with Naushīn Fātimah.
Since Naushīn Fātimah said she was going to their apartment Ghous Muħammad thought he would just Naushīn Fātimah there and got back in record time.
Ghous Muħammad started to relax and wait on his bride to arrive when he looked up and realized she was over an hour late from when she should have been home.
Just as Ghous Muħammad was thinking of giving her a call, he saw headlights in the parking lot from the living room window.
Ghous Muħammad went to look and saw that Naushīn Fātimah had just pulled up, but there was another car pulling in right next to hers.
The cars both shut off and Ghous Muħammad waited as Naushīn Fātimah climbed from her car only to walk over to the new car parked next to hers.
She spoke to me for a few minutes then walked around and got into my passenger side door.
Ghous Muħammad’s stomach began to twist.
“She didn’t just pick up me for real.” Ghous Muħammad thought.
As soon as this thought began to fester, I started my car again and slowly crept around the corner of the parking lot where it’s a bit dark.
During the summer, Ghous Muħammad had seen more than a few teenagers park back there and make out or whatever.
Ghous Muħammad’s curiosity was killing him as he spied the car in the dark distance, parked next to the fence with the lights off.
Ghous Muħammad could only imagine what was happening when he made up his mind to go down there and check this out.
Ghous Muħammad made his way to parking lot and circled wide to avoid us seeing him.
This area of the parking lot had a lot of bushes and Ghous Muħammad used them for cover as he crept closer.
As Ghous Muħammad approached his hope that this was all innocent faded.
Ghous Muħammad heard the unmistakable sounds of his wife cumming.
Ghous Muħammad peeked from his hiding spot to see that I was fingering her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pussy and kissing proudly on her delicate Sunni Musalmān breasts.
“You sure I couldn’t have any of this sweet, extremely beautiful, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pussy?” I kept saying almost as a mantr, while bringing Ghous Muħammad’s wife to what sounded like another climax.
“I couldn’t.” Her words caught in her throat as I continued to manipulate her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān body. “I’m — m-m-married.”
“Oh so it’s alright for my fingers to fuck you, but not this?” I grabbed her hand and placed it on my Uncut Hindu Prick. “Yeah stroke my Uncut Hindu Cock, darling. I don’t give a fuck about your husband. Ooh and the way you’re stroking that Uncut Hindu Prick, don’t look like you give a fuck either.”
We each kept touching each other for awhile before I pulled my fingers from her snatch and held them up to her face. “Lick yourself off my fingers darling.”
Naushīn Fātimah thrust my fingers into her mouth moaning wildly as she slurped every drop of herself from them.
When she had cleaned them I put my hand behind her head and started to push her face down into my Uncut Hindu crotch.
Naushīn Fātimah resisted,
“No. No I couldn’t do this, please don’t make me do this. My husband…”
With that I pushed harder.
“Darling, I said I don’t give a fuck about your husband. You picked me up in that bar. You brought me back here, so I’m not leaving until you make me fucking cum.! Now suck my Uncut Hindu Cock you fucking Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Cunt!”
I pushed again.
Naushīn Fātimah’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān head disappeared into the car, and Ghous Muħammad began to hear the sound of her slurping on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Ghous Muħammad was more than a little afraid of the situation.
Here was Ghous Muħammad’s wife with me living out her deepest fantasy, but Ghous Muħammad also felt the danger of this mean asshole with my Uncut Hindu Prick in Ghous Muħammad’s wife’s mouth.
Should Ghous Muħammad stop this?
The blue veined in his pants made the decision for Ghous Muħammad not to act.
Naushīn Fātimah continued to suck my Uncut Hindu Cock for what seemed like a half hour.
Ghous Muħammad would occasionally see her blond ponytail bounce in and out of sight as he berated her as a “good slut” and as I wondered how her husband didn’t know what he was missing.
Before too long I started to guide her pace until my hand was a blur on the back of her Sunni Musalmān head.
“Yeah. Yeah here I cum. Swallow my Hindu load darling! AAAAaaahhhhh!” I smiled.
Ghous Muħammad could hear Naushīn Fātimah choke a bit and sputter as I unloaded in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān mouth.
“Fine!” Ghous Muħammad thought, “That’s it. She’s had her fun, and now it’s over.”
Ghous Muħammad was so turned on that he could not wait until she got upstairs, so Ghous Muħammad could fuck her senseless.
“Allah Allah. Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Méré Hindu Piyā! Durgesh! You’re still hard.” Naushīn Fātimah said as Ghous Muħammad turned back to see her still stroking my Uncut Hindu Cock, now with a smug look on my face.
“My husband is only good for one.” Naushīn Fātimah said.
Ghous Muħammad was surprised that her usual cuckolding sexy banter had made it into this situation, and it made Ghous Muħammad more uncomfortable.
“Yeah baby. Naushīn Fātimah darling! I’m not your incompetent husband. I’m good to go all night. Why don’t you climb that perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān ass over here and see what it feels like with a real man’s Uncut Hindu Prick inside you.”
Alarm touched Ghous Muħammad as he wondered if Naushīn Fātimah had any condoms.
She gave voice to Ghous Muħammad’s fears as Naushīn Fātimah said,
“I couldn’t, I don’t have any condoms, and I really should go now.”
I reached out and grabbed her wrist.
“What did I tell you about teasing me, darling? You know you want this Uncut Hindu Prick and you’re going to take all the Hindu 9 inched of it. Besides I don’t fuck with condoms anyway, I like Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Beauties to swallow my cum. Get over here.”
With that I pulled Naushīn Fātimah over to my side of the car, making her awkwardly straddled my torso.
“But I can’t..” Naushīn Fātimah said as Ghous Muħammad saw me thrust myself upward, penetrating Ghous Muħammad’s wife for the first time.
Naushīn Fātimah immediately cried out in pain as I reached past where Ghous Muħammad had ever been inside her.
After a few strokes of my hard Uncut Hindu Cock Ghous Muħammad could again hear the sounds of wet sloshing from inside the car as Naushīn Fātimah began to ride my Uncut Hindu Cock in earnest.
Ghous Muħammad watched covertly as Naushīn Fātimah’s face contorted in a mask of immense ashvinātam pleasure.
She got into a steady rhythm soon and then began to cum.
Naushīn Fātimah cried out in multi-orgasmic bliss as I squeezed her sweat soaked Sunni Musalmān tits.
“Does your husband’s cut Cock feel this good?” I asked as I pinched hard her nipples.
“Allah! No. I love your Uncut Hindu Cock, Durgesh, Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! I love your Uncut Hindu Cock! I love your UNCUT HINDU COCK!” Naushīn Fātimah screamed as she came again.
“I’m about to cum baby. Get down there and swallow my cum, darling. Swallow it.” I cried as Ghous Muħammad could see me try to shift Naushīn Fātimah from my lap.
“Please…” Naushīn Fātimah said in a soft voice still thrusting herself on top on me. “Please don’t pull out. I want –you …to… to cum inside me.”
Naushīn Fātimah began to repeat these words over and over growing louder and bolder with my each powerful Hindu stroke.
Naushīn Fātimah was basically begging me to fill up her married extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
“Please, Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! don’t pull out. Cum inside me. Please cum inside me! Allah! Cum inside me!”
The pounding of wet flesh became all that Ghous Muħammad could hear, before Ghous Muħammad heard me start to groan.
“Aaaahhh Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Take it, Naushīn Fātimah darling! Aaaaaaahhhhh Take this…Uncut Hindu Prick!”
Naushīn Fātimah began to cum yet again as I filled her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pussy with my abundant Hindu cum.
Ghous Muħammad was devastated.
He knew this was a kind of fantasy for him too but the reality was so hard to take.
Ghous Muħammad was still turned on but just as stunned by what Ghous Muħammad had just seen.
As soon as Naushīn Fātimah caught her breath, Ghous Muħammad watched as Naushīn Fātimah climbed off of my lap, looking a little sheepish at her own behavior.
“That was amazing.” Naushīn Fātimah said still catching her breath. “Thank you for a fun time. Oh would you look at what I did to your stunning Uncut Hindu Cock? It’s soaked in cum.”
To the surprise of Ghous Muħammad and me, Naushīn Fātimah then leaned over and slurped up our combined juices as I tipped my head back in incredible ashvinātam pleasure.
After a few more minutes Naushīn Fātimah leaned back up, wiping her mouth.
“All clean. But now look you’re all hard again. I can’t let you go home like that.” Naushīn Fātimah said as she again climbed aboard my Uncut Hindu Cock for another hard ride, and then for another hard ride, and then for another hard ride, and then for another hard ride, nonstop, indefinitely.
When I was close to cumming every time around, I didn’t even tell her, I just grabbed her hips and slammed my Uncut Hindu Cock home as I deposited my one after another Hindu load into Naushīn Fātimah’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān womb.
After as if endless fuck sessions with me, Naushīn Fātimah quickly dressed and excused herself from the car thanking me one last time.
Then she dashed into the back entrance of their building giving me a little wiggle of her extremely beautiful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān ass as she closed the door behind her.
My car pulled off and Ghous Muħammad found himself alone in the bushes with a raging hard on and more than a little hurt.
Ghous Muħammad knew as soon as Naushīn Fātimah was inside the apartment it would be obvious that Ghous Muħammad was home, so Ghous Muħammad made his way upstairs trying to think about how he was feeling.
When Ghous Muħammad got inside, Naushīn Fātimah was nowhere to be seen.
Ghous Muħammad went into the bedroom and there she was stark naked laying spread eagle on the bed waiting for him.
“I told you that I might come home with a surprise. Now get over here and taste your treat.” Naushīn Fātimah said.
Naushīn Fātimah’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān eyes alight with desire.
“Ghous Muħammad, I made you a double cream pie, and I can’t wait for you to eat it.”
“Naushīn Fātimah, maybe this might be okay after all.” Ghous Muħammad acknowledged as he buried his face in her delicious extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pussy and started to lick her clean of mine and her abundant juices filled into her womb and leaking from her well fucked Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. A deserving unfaithfulness
20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
90. The Extent
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
124. The everincreasing infinite lust
125. The women in my life
126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
41. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
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Chapter 2
As I began slowly humping her, Åādilah Sultān felt the first waves of pleasure coursing through her Sunni Musalmān body.
Åādilah Sultān was overcome with the joy of having actual sex again, with a real, not an imagined, partner.
As I quickened my pace, she found herself matching my rhythm with her own, quickening her pace to match my, joyously fucking me back.
The surges of ashvinātam pleasure were building within her then, and her Sunni Musalmān Cunt muscles began to contract and release my Uncut Hindu Cock, milking me.
Then she could only groan with pleasure as orgasm after orgasm swept over her, and she surrendered her entire being to this Hindu man who was the source of such magic.
I lost all control when I felt her Sunni Musalmān Cunt clutching at my Uncut Hindu Cock, pulsing, pulling me in deepest.
I was fucking Åādilah Sultān hard then, feeling the power of my own Hindu orgasm swelling up from deep in my balls, reaching for that peak of ecstasy, attaining it, and then come crashing down as I spilled my Hindu cum up inside her pulsing hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Later, we lay together in each other’s arms, the evaporating sweat on our bodies cooling us.
Åādilah Sultān was crying, softly.
“What’s wrong, Åādilah Sultān? Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, no. You were wonderful. It was wonderful.”
“Then what’s wrong? Why are you crying? Those are sad tears, not happy tears.”
“You can really tell the difference? But you’re right, and it’s complicated. I don’t know if I can explain met to myself, much less to you.”
“You could try. I’m not going anywhere, not unless you kick me out.”
“That won’t happen. It’s just that…. Well, you know I lost my husband Åbbās, almost two years ago, now.”
“Yes.”
“Well, Åbbās and I had a very active sex life. Even after our daughter Arzumand Åbbās was born, we could never keep our hands off each other, throughout all our married life. We did anything and everything to and with each other. Nothing really far out, Mind you, we never intentionally caused one another pain. Åbbās would occasionally even bring home toys for us to play with.”
“Toys?”
“Yes. After he passed, I even kept some of the best of them. If you’re a good boy, I might even show you my collection sometime!”
“I can’t wait. But I still don’t understand what is making you so sad.”
“I’m not sure. Guilt maybe? I think I’m done grieving for Åbbās, but maybe I feel like I’m cheating on him, or at least on my memory, by wanting and needing you so badly. Durgesh, I’m afraid I’m at the point where more than I miss my poor, dear, husband, I miss the sex.”
“Åādilah Sultān, those are just feelings, feelings that sound perfectly normal, but feelings nonetheless. Feelings aren’t right or wrong, we just are. Your feeling guilty about still wanting and enjoying sex is not reasonable, but knowing that doesn’t help what you feel. I can only tell you to relax and ride those feelings out. If they are as illogical as we both know them to be, then we will eventually go away.”
“Durgesh, I think, or at least I hope, you’re right. What made you so wise?”
“It comes with advanced age. But I’m really happy to hear that you want more and more sex from me. I want you to know, dear Sunni Musalmān lady, that I am more than willing to oblige you insofar as my advanced age will allow.”
“Stop it. Men half your age wish they were as vigorous as you.”
“So you say. It was not so long ago that I was afraid I would never have another erection. Only recently did someone come into my life and show me my fears were just that, only fears.”
“Then I owe that person a debt of gratitude. I take it you mean that lovely dark haired Sunni Musalmān lady I saw you going down on by the pool in the middle of the night?”
I could only chuckle.
“You saw that, did you? And Maimūnah Aslam was so sure nobody would ever see us at that hour of morning. And yours truly, like the true idiot he was, went along with it. True fact: horny clouds the Mind and abolishes all reason!”
“Well, I for one thought the whole thing was very beautiful. And verrrry hot. I won’t tell you what I was doing to myself while I watched you two.”
“You are a sexy little number, aren’t you? And, Eīshān, am I damn lucky to have made your acquaintance!”
“No luck about it. I’ve known how to operate those exercise machines for years…. Durgesh?”
“Yes, Åādilah Sultān?”
“Would you….please would you….go down on me like you did on the spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman by the pool?”
In answer, I scooted down the bed, spread Åādilah Sultān’s legs, and buried my Uncut Hindu Prick in her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
As soon as my Uncut Hindu Prick met her Sunni Musalmān bush, Åādilah Sultān convulsed with ashvinātam pleasure.
I spread her Sunni Musalmān labia with my Uncut Hindu Cock, and ran my Uncut Hindu Prick from her perfect Sunni Musalmān asshole to her Sunni Musalmān Clit, which was just peeking out, a hard button emerging from a hood of skin.
I touched it with my Uncut Hindu Prick, and Åādilah Sultān jumped.
“Yes! There! Oh yes, there, fuck me there!”
Instead, I came off it, and only rubbed around it, as, waist up; I inserted my Uncut Hindu Cock into her hot Sunni Musalmān snatch.
Reaching up with my other hand, I found a Sunni Musalmān breast, cupped it, and teased the nipple with my fingers.
I could feel her Sunni Musalmān Cunt muscles contact on my Uncut Hindu Prick every time I pinched her nipple.
Åādilah Sultān was moaning then, occasionally mouthing “Soooo Gooood! Feels soooo gooood! Don’t stop, Durgesh, it feels soooo gooood!”
I, still working my Uncut Hindu Prick up and down her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, began to fuck her, searching for the sensitive place inside her Sunni Musalmān Cunt, in the front, on top, where I knew it must be hiding.
My Uncut Hindu Prick finally touched a spot where the Sunni Musalmān Cunt wall was just a bit rougher in texture than the rest, and Åādilah Sultān practically came off the bed.
I knew now I could, metaphorically at least, blow the top of her head clean off.
Only then, as I fucked her most secret Sunni Musalmān place, did I turn my attention to her Sunni Musalmān Clit, my Uncut Hindu Penis firm around it, rubbing it, fucking it.
Åādilah Sultān’s body was convulsing with ashvinātam pleasure then, and she was literally screaming.
Åādilah Sultān arched her back and gripped my waist, clutching me, pushing my Uncut Hindu Prick deepest into her pulsing hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, and she rolled her pelvis forward, grinding her Sunni Musalmān Cunt into my Hindu groin.
Her back arched completely off the bed, held there by a strength she never knew she had, and her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass pumping, Åādilah Sultān fucked me hardest.
Her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass still held high, a shudder passed through her Sunni Musalmān body with her each crashing Sunni Musalmān orgasm.
I could only hold my breath and hang on for dear life, my Uncut Hindu Prick maintaining constant pressure on Åādilah Sultān’s Sunni Musalmān Clit.
When she could stand it no more, Åādilah Sultān pushed me away from her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, and, still holding me, pulled me up so that my body was once again lying next to hers.
Only then did she relax her grip, gently pulling my face to hers for a deep ashvinātam kiss, her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue searching my ready Hindu mouth.
“Whatever it is you did, Durgesh, you need to patent it. I have never…. It was so absolutely amazing. Whenever I come back down to earth, I want you to know I intend to return the favor.”
“And I intend to hold you to that. Tell me, are those a few gray hairs among the honey blonde on your hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy?”
“What did you expect? I am way past 50.”
I kissed the top of her head.
“None up here,” I said.
“Oh, there are a few, covered up by the miracles of modern science. I could color my pubes, too if you like.”
“Not on my account,” I laughed, “But that might be fun to watch!”
“Well, it’s not going to happen tonight, if ever. Besides, old Hindu man, you are utmost incredible. you flat wore me out! I’m very pleasantly exhausted.”
Åādilah Sultān reached down, pulled the covers over us, I still inside her, and we fell fast asleep.
I awoke later than usual the next morning, finding Åādilah Sultān still fast asleep under me.
I got up, looked at the tangle of clothes on the bedroom floor, and decided I might just as well remain naked.
I padded out to Åādilah Sultān’s kitchen to see about making morning coffee.
The coffee maker was in the open, on the counter, with the box of filters alongside.
I rummaged around her cabinets, found the coffee mugs, but no coffee.
I thought for a moment, and then checked the refrigerator.
Eureka!
Soon I had coffee brewing.
Åādilah Sultān awoke to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.
One more thing to love about having me around, Åādilah Sultān thought.
She found one of the granny nightgowns her daughter had bought for her, put it on, and went out to the living room.
She found me standing with a mug of coffee in my hand, naked, staring out the window at the pool below.
“Good morning, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Méré Hindu Piyā! ! Did you sleep well having your Uncut Hindu Prick deepest inside me? I haven’t slept as well in months!”
I turned to look at Åādilah Sultān, and appeared somewhat amused, but said nothing.
“What? Why are you smirking at me like that?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to smirk. It’s just…. That nightgown….”
“It’s a perfectly respectable nightgown. What’s wrong with this nightgown?”
“Just that it’s perfectly respectable. It’s not you. If you wear a nightgown at all, it should be something silky, clingy, something that shows what a sexy Sunni Musalmān lady you really are.”
“Well, since you put it like that….” Åādilah Sultān reached down, grabbed the hem with crossed arms, and pulled the nightgown off over her head.
Tossing it to the floor, Åādilah Sultān asked,
“Better?”
“Much better.” I set down my coffee mug, went to her, put my arms around her, and, holding her close, kissed her.
She responded by opening her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth and kissing me back, using her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue.
Soon, what had started as a simple hug and good morning kiss, became a passionate embrace, naked ashvinātam bodies grinding against each other, enflaming each other, tongues and hands working.
Åādilah Sultān pushed off me then, and taking me by the hand, led me to the couch and sat me down.
Kneeling between my legs, she grasped my engorged Uncut Hindu Cock, and, lifting it, began licking my taut Hindu balls.
Åādilah Sultān played at sucking them in her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth and, pulling her head back, letting them pop out again.
When Åādilah Sultān was tired of that, she worked her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue up my Uncut Hindu Shaft, finally taking the head of my Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth, her quivering crimson hot Sunni Musalmān lips locked around it, her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue flicking, and her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth sucking.
I let out a groan.
Åādilah Sultān put her hand between her beautiful Sunni Musalmān legs and began rubbing her Sunni Musalmān Clit.
Opening her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth wide, taking a deep breath, and relaxing her throat muscles, Åādilah Sultān pushed her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth down on My Uncut Hindu Cock, until her quivering crimson hot Sunni Musalmān lips touched my Hindu pubic hair.
She stuck out her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue and licked my balls.
Then Åādilah Sultān pulled completely off me until only my Uncut Hindu Cock head remained in her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth, and repeated the process.
Åādilah Sultān had to let up a bit on playing with herself, rubbing her Sunni Musalmān Clit more slowly, because she was finding it interfered with her breathing.
The third time she took me deep in her throat, I groaned loudly, as if gasping for air, and she knew I was about to cum.
Åādilah Sultān pushed her head down on me as far as she could, then, and began swallowing on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Åādilah Sultān also returned to rubbing her Sunni Musalmān Clit vigorously.
Her quivering crimson hot Sunni Musalmān lips fast against my Hindu balls, she could feel them tighten, as I lifted my ass off the couch, grasped her hair, and pumped my Hindu cum deep in her Sunni Musalmān throat.
When I was drained, Åādilah Sultān came off my Uncut Hindu Cock quickly, gasping for air.
Her fingers, however, never stopped working her Sunni Musalmān Clit.
Soon, kneeling there on the floor between My legs, she too came, her head flung back, and crying out with her own pleasure.
When Åādilah Sultān had done, she returned her attention to me, licking me clean.
Åādilah Sultān looked up at me then and gave me a wicked smile.
“I just wanted to thank you for fucking me such best, last night.”
I couldn’t think of anything clever to say in response, so I just shut up and grinned
Åādilah Sultān warmed up my coffee and poured me a mugfull as she set about making breakfast.
I went back to the couch and admired her as she moved about the kitchen naked.
After breakfast, Åādilah Sultān said,
“I feel a bit grimy. What would you say to some water sex?”
“Don’t you think it’s a bit bright out? I usually confine my water sex expeditions to the middle of the night, preferably when there’s a new moon.”
“I definitely want to try that, but that’s not what I meant and you know it. Let me rephrase it…. How about some shower sex?”
“I’m up for that,” I said, and stood up to show I was indeed up for it.
Åādilah Sultān giggled, and grabbing my Uncut Hindu Cock, led me off to the shower.
Åādilah Sultān’s condo unit was a 2/2 with an undersized bathtub in the second bath.
The main bath, however, had a very fancy oversized shower, with both a hand held shower with multiple nozzle settings, and an overhead deluge showerhead.
“I really love this shower,” Åādilah Sultān said, still leading me holding my Uncut Hindu Cock and playing with it, “it’s one of the main reasons I bought this unit.”
Once in the shower, Åādilah Sultān turned on the water supply to the hand held, and adjusted the fine spray until it was the right temperature.
She directed the spray to my feet, and asked,
“Too hot for you? I like a nice hot shower.”
“No,” I said, “It feels good.”
“Good,” she smiled, and directed the spray to my still-hard Uncut Hindu Cock. “And how does that feel?”
Åādilah Sultān reached her hand into the stream of hot water and stroked my Uncut Hindu Cock.
“Like a very quick shower sex session.”
“Can’t have that,” Maimūnah Aslam said, taking her hand away, and redirecting the water stream to the deluge head, “I thought men slowed down with advanced age.”
“Not too many old Hindu men have a hot young Sunni Musalmān babe like you around to get our motor running.”
“Nonsense!” Åādilah Sultān squeezed my Uncut Hindu Prick, “We Musalmān Beauties die to have you Hindu old men to enjoy your experiences with us more and more.”
We soaped each other’s ashvinātam bodies, paying special attention to the crevices and crannies: to pussy, and assholes, and Uncut Hindu Cock and balls.
The hot water from the deluge head still coursing over us, we embraced, my hard Uncut Hindu Cock pressing against her ravenous avaricious Sunni Musalmān crotch, our mouth and lips and tongues locked.
Åādilah Sultān lifted her beautiful Sunni Musalmān leg, and wrapped it around my ass.
One arm still wrapped around my neck, Åādilah Sultān reached between them, found my Uncut Hindu Cock, and placed my Uncut Hindu Cock head at her center.
I pushed, and my Uncut Hindu Cock slid easily into her.
I maneuvered our ashvinātam bodies until her back was against the shower wall.
We were outside the stream of hot water then, but it didn’t matter, for, by then, we were making our own heat.
I fucked Åādilah Sultān slowly, my face buried in the hollow between her neck and her shoulder, driving myself as deeply inside her Sunni Musalmān Cunt as I could with each stroke.
Åādilah Sultān responded by rolling her hips forward to meet each thrust, fucking me right back.
The sweet tension built between us, as our pace quickened, and soon the familiar surges of pure ashvinātam ecstasy began to sweep over each of us, consuming us, taking over our minds and wills, so that the only thing that mattered was pleasing and being pleased.
We came as one body, Åādilah Sultān engulfed in wave after wave of fire that passed through her Sunni Musalmān body, her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy pulsing, grasping, and I as the surge of power erupted from my Hindu balls and filled her with my hot Hindu seed.
When the final pulse of her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy had milked the last of my Hindu cum from my softening Uncut Hindu Cock, Åādilah Sultān returned the leg that had been wrapped around me to the shower floor.
We moved back under the stream of hot water to cool off.
“Now that,” Åādilah Sultān said, as we dried each other off, “Gives a whole new meaning to the term ‘water sports!'”
Later, after we had collapsed on the bed and rested awhile, I said:
“Last night you said something about toys. You said you would show me your collection sometime. You’ve made me very curious. How about you show me your collection now?”
Åādilah Sultān blushed.
Considering how intimate we had already been, I found that very charming.
He rethought that. I admitted to myself that every time I had seen her blush I found it charming.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that,” Åādilah Sultān said.
I, however, kept insisting.
Soon she opened the top drawer of her nightstand and let me rummage inside.
I found a collection of vibrators in various shapes and sizes, all obviously for internal use, except for one designed to be strapped to the hand.
But there were also other goodies, including an outsized brilliant purple plastic dildo, complete with a set of large purple balls, and a tube of K-Y Jelly.
One item in particular drew my attention, and I picked it up for close examination.
“What have we here?” I asked, and grinned as Åādilah Sultān turned a bright red.
“You know perfectly well what that is. I told you Åbbās and I had an adventurous sex life, and that was part of it.”
I continued my examination of the butt plug, turning it this way and that.
“I can’t say I’ve ever seen one of these up close, ‘in the flesh,’ so to speak.”
Åādilah Sultān put her back up.
“You can see it in the flesh, so to speak, right now if you’d like!”
Intrigued, I handed the butt plug over to her.
Åādilah Sultān took it from me, and picked up the tube of K-Y Jelly from the drawer.
She got up off the bed, lubed the plug, then went into the bathroom and hiked one leg up on the toilet seat.
I watched as she put a dollop of the jelly on her finger, and inserted it into her perfect Sunni Musalmān asshole.
Then she took the butt plug, and with a grunt began to slowly insert it until it popped into place.
Then she put her beautiful Sunni Musalmān leg down and stood up straight, facing me.
“OK, smart ass,” she smirked, “now you can say you’ve seen one ‘in the flesh.'”
“Isn’t it uncomfortable? I think it would sure make you uncomfortable.”
“Not after I get used to met, then it feels kind of good. Sometimes, after Åbbās passed, I would put it in and then masturbate with the dildo…. I can’t believe I just told you that. You must think I’m such a slut!”
“Never! People sometime forget that besides making babies, sex is for pleasure too, and sometimes just for comfort. Are you going to leave that plug in?”
“For now. What I really would like is for you to fuck me with it in. Or maybe, to just pull it out and fuck my Sunni Musalmān ass yourself.” Åādilah Sultān winked at me wickedly.
“You may have forgotten, I just came twice in less than two hours. I’m an old man, remember, and while as good once as I ever was, I’m not as good as I once was!”
“And that’s only an old joke. But this butt plug in my ass has made me seriously horny. I need to cum again if I can. You can watch while I masturbate with my dildo, or better still, you can use it on me.” She frowned, “Allah, Durgesh, listen to me. Am I seriously grossing you out?”
“You’re exciting me is what you’re doing, and I’m thinking that I’m not twenty years old again, and that right now my Uncut Hindu Cock can get only half-hard. Tell me what you want me to do, and it will be my very great ashvinātam pleasure to oblige.”
Åādilah Sultān took a small vibrator and the purple dildo out of the drawer.
I heard the vibrator buzz as she turned it on to check the battery.
She pulled down the bed covers, positioned the pillows, then she sat up on the bed and spread her beautiful Sunni Musalmān legs.
“Come here, my Hindu lover, and sit next to me. That’s it, closer, cuddle me. Ah, that feels very nice, just with you close.”
I leaned down and kissed her Sunni Musalmān breasts, kissing and teasing the nipples.
“Yes! Please feel free to improvise. I love it when you do that. When you kiss on my nipples like that, I can feel my hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy snap! Here, take the vibrator and turn it on, and tease my Sunni Musalmān Clit with it. Yes, like that. Now do with the dildo whatever you would do with your Uncut Hindu Cock. That’s it, rub it up and down my hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips, get it good and wet and….oh! That’s it! Oh yes! Fuck me, fuck me!”
I brought Åādilah Sultān to an immense orgasm using my Uncut Hindu Cock instead the vibrator and the dildo.
I had a great erection.
Åādilah Sultān, for her part, was quite satisfied with my performance and scooting down on the bed until we lay in each other’s arms.
She kissed and hugged me.
The dildo and vibrator were still on top of the nightstand, but with my Uncut Hindu Prick in her gorgeous Sunni Musalmān butt, Åādilah Sultān drifted off into sleep.
I was sure I would not sleep, but pulled the covers up over us and continued to hold her.
I awoke hours later, ravenously hungry, Åādilah Sultān wide awake, cuddling, looking up at me and smiling.
“I’m hungry,” I said, “Let’s go and get something to eat.”
“Sounds good. I’m famished too. Too bad we’ll have to get dressed to go out.”
I picked through the clothes on the floor and recovered those I wore the night before.
I put them on only so I could go to my apartment to change.
“I’m leaving,” I called out to Åādilah Sultān, who was still in the bedroom, “I’ll be back for you in about 15 Minutes.”
“I’ll be ready,” Åādilah Sultān called back.
I returned in the promised 15 Minutes, wearing a fresh shirt and slacks, loafers without socks.
Åādilah Sultān opened the door, with her hair brushed shiny, and her only makeup freshly applied pink lipstick.
She wore a plain dress that came down to mid-thigh, with a nice green and gold, busy, print, cut low in the front.
Åādilah Sultān had on plain black flat shoes.
She wore no bra, not that she needed to, and she looked, I thought, sexy as hell.
“Butt plug?” he inquired.
“Right where you last saw it.” Åādilah Sultān smiled, “I’m not taking it out until you’re ready to fuck me there.”
I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock tingle.
We went to a fairly nice restaurant, the kind with tablecloths on all the tables, cloth napkins, and where you ordered off the menu.
The hostess led us to a table, but Åādilah Sultān asked instead for a booth.
When she took us to U-shaped booth, Åādilah Sultān scooted inside, and pulled me in next to her.
We studied the menu, and the waiter came and took our order.
Åādilah Sultān pressed her shoulder against mine and smiled at me.
Then I felt her hands on my thigh.
Not to be outdone, I put my hand on Åādilah Sultān’s thigh.
I had the advantage, I thought, of touching skin, while Maimūnah Aslam had to make do with touching me through the cloth on my trousers.
I did not reckon with the deviousness with which her Mind worked, and the fact that Maimūnah Aslam had both hands under the table.
She deftly unzipped my fly, reaching into my boxers, pulled out my Uncut Hindu Cock and began playing with it.
Åādilah Sultān was now able to put one hand back on the table.
I moved my hand up Åādilah Sultān’s thigh, and Åādilah Sultān lifted her butt up off the seat so that I could readily push her dress up.
I realized then that Åādilah Sultān had planned all this, a conviction made absolutely certain when my probing hand discovered that she wore no panties.
I turned my face to her and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
I pulled her on my lap and inserted my Uncut Hindu Cock into her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
There was no indication whatever on her face that anything out of the ordinary was going on.
The waitress came with our order, and smiled seeing Åādilah Sultān on my lap.
We made small talk with the waitress as she served us our meals.
Finally, when the waitress had left, we began to eat.
I wanted to put my Uncut Hindu Cock back in my pants, but had to wait awhile until my hard on subsided.
When I finally made my move, Åādilah Sultān only grinned.
“I’m not finished with that, my Hindu man,” Åādilah Sultān warned, as she continued with her meal.
When we had both finished eating, our ashvinātam bodies stoked with fresh fuel, I paid the bill, and drove straight back home.
As soon as we were inside Åādilah Sultān’s apartment, we immediately shed our clothes and headed for the bedroom.
I watched as Åādilah Sultān pulled the covers down on the bed and piled the pillows in the center.
She went into the bathroom, put her beautiful Sunni Musalmān leg up on the toilet, and popped out the butt plug.
She went to the lavatory, rinsed the plug off under the water and left it in the lavatory.
“I’ll give it a thorough cleaning later,” she explained. “Have you ever done this before? Sodomize anyone?” Åādilah Sultān asked.
“Countless that I can recall,” I smiled, “And I think most of you Musalmān Beauties want us Uncut Hindu Prick there, only to taste the forbidden fruit in Islam!”
“OK, smart ass, just follow my lead and take it slow and we’ll both have a wonderful time.”
She handed the tube of K-Y Jelly to me and said,
“Here, lube yourself up good. I should be pretty well lubed already from the butt plug.”
Åādilah Sultān grabbed an egg-shaped vibrator from the nightstand, went to the bed and laid face down, the pile of pillows under her groin, her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass high off the bed.
“Well?” Åādilah Sultān said, spreading her beautiful Sunni Musalmān legs for me.
The invitation clear, I climbed up on the bed behind her.
“Take it easy on me,” Åādilah Sultān said, “Especially to begin with. Put your Uncut Hindu Cock in me slowly, easy. Good. Now I’m going to do my best to relax my pucker muscle, and you need to push slowly until you get past it. Unnph! Good. OK, push again, a little bit harder. Unnph! OK, almost there. Good. You’re in. Now just stay still and let me get used to your Uncut Hindu Cock in my Sunni Musalmān ass. You fill me up so, and it feels really good!”
After about a minute, Åādilah Sultān urged me to continue pushing my Uncut Hindu Cock slowly into her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass.
I was thoroughly enjoying the Sunni Musalmān tightness and the heat of her bowel walls.
I could tell when Åādilah Sultān was making an effort to relax them, and then when she allowed her bowel muscles to tighten down on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Soon I was inside her as far as I could go, my balls up against her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
“OK, Durgesh, I think we’re good to go. Fuck me, honey, take it easy, but go ahead and fuck my Sunni Musalmān ass.”
I started slowly, humping her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass.
I could feel Åādilah Sultān push back against my passionate aggressive Hindu thrusts.
Then he heard the “buzzzzz” of the vibrator as she slipped it inside her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, and then I felt the “buzzzzz” on my Uncut Hindu Cock through the bowel wall.
“Faster, Durgesh, faster and harder now, fuck me, my Hindu lover, fuck my Sunni Musalmān ass!” Åādilah Sultān provoked me proudly.
I increased my pace.
I felt her Sunni Musalmān Cunt muscles contracting through the bowel wall in response to the vibrator and my Uncut Hindu Cock moving inside her.
Åādilah Sultān was groaning then, and bucking, driving her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass up into me, shuddering, as orgasm after orgasm coursed through her Sunni Musalmān body.
I was pushing myself deepest inside her then, pulling out, and pushing in, my balls now slapping her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy with the force of my Hindu thrusts.
Åādilah Sultān was almost screaming now, her Sunni Musalmān body racking, her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy pulsing, as her orgasms increased in force and frequency.
Finally, I thrust myself inside her as deeply as I could, the hot tight bowel walls clutching my Uncut Hindu Cock, the “buzzzzz” of the vibrator pushing me over the edge.
Åādilah Sultān raised herself off the bed, with a final overwhelming orgasm, pushing her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass up into me, trying to take me further inside.
It was then that my balls exploded, shooting blast after blast of my Hindu cum deep inside her Sunni Musalmān bowels.
Åādilah Sultān collapsed on the bed, and I collapsed on top of her.
I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock getting harder instead being soft, and finally felt her squeeze me deepest into her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass once again, the vibrator still buzzing away.
Then I felt the vibrator fall beneath us as she squeezed it out of her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
I reached underneath us, groped about, and, finally finding it, attempted to turn it off.
“How do you shut this thing off?” I asked.
“Give it,” she replied lazily, and when I placed it in her hand, she shut it off.
“Durgesh,” Åādilah Sultān said, “You missed your true calling. You have a true talent for buggery. You may not get off me now.”
And I did not.
We slept most of the rest of the afternoon having my Uncut Hindu Prick buried deepest into Åādilah Sultān’s tight perfect Sunni Musalmān ass.
The same week I discovered that Maimūnah Aslam’s unit was up for sale, Åādilah Sultān asked me to meet her daughter and her family.
“I don’t want you to feel I’m pressuring you, Durgesh, honest. It’s just that Arzumand Åbbās’s worried about me, and no matter how much I assure her, she keeps insisting she wants to meet you. You know I have no strings on you, don’t you darling?”
“I know, and if it makes you happy, I’d be happy to meet Arzumand Åbbās and her family. I should be able to handle it like a grown up; you know, after all, I am dating a grandmother.”
“And damn proud of it, I am. My grandchildren are part of what kept me sane after Åbbās passed.”
Arzumand Åbbās took me aside while Åādilah Sultān and her husband, Åbdul Waħīd, were playing with the grandchildren.
I eyed Arzumand Åbbās, a pretty brunette, as different from her Ammī physically as night and day.
It occurred to me that Arzumand Åbbās was about the same age as Maimūnah Aslam.
“I want to thank you, Durgesh, I Don’t know what magic you worked, but I haven’t seen my Ammī this happy since Abbū died. I had to meet you. I didn’t believe what she told me about you, though, and I had to see for myself. I didn’t think anyone was that considerate, that perfect. Tell, me Durgesh, are you that perfect?”
“I don’t know if anyone is as perfect as your Ammī deserves, but I damn sure aim to try. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me. I don’t know where we’re going from here, but I have no intention of letting her get away, not for you, not for anyone.” And as I said it, I realized it was true.
“I want to believe you, honest. Oh, there’s the bell, the babysitter’s here. Let’s join the others, and we’ll say goodnight to the children.”
Later that evening, at dinner, Åbdul Waħīd and Arzumand Åbbās sat opposite Åādilah Sultān and me.
The restaurant was, supposedly, one of the best in town, with low lighting and first class appointments and service.
As we made small talk, I slipped my hand up Åādilah Sultān’s bare thigh, and discovered that Maimūnah Aslam wasn’t wearing any panties.
Åādilah Sultān smiled at me.
I felt her hand inside my pants gripping my Uncut Hindu Prick passionately.
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. A deserving unfaithfulness
20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
90. The Extent
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
124. The everincreasing infinite lust
125. The women in my life
126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
41. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Age no bar:1
Posted: January 16, 2011 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Åādilah Sultān, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, life sciences, Maimūnah Aslam, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex 1 CommentAge no bar
Chapter 1
I eyed the beautiful raven-haired Sunni Musalmān lady reading and sunning herself at poolside.
Usually, on a weekday at 10:00 AM, I was the only one using the condo pool.
Lately, this lovely Sunni Musalmān lady had been keeping me silent company, occasionally getting up to jump in the pool and swim a few graceful laps, and then get out and return to her book.
When this happened, I was treated to a view of her great body, covered only in a bikini.
I admired her pert, high Sunni Musalmān breasts, with her nipples visibly outlined through the thin cloth of her top, and the long, shapely legs.
I especially admired the taut, flat stomach, and the firm shapely Sunni Musalmān buttocks that told me this spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman worked out regularly.
I worked out daily myself, but I had never seen her in the condo gym; but then I began my workouts at 8:30 on the dot every morning when everyone else was either off to work or sleeping in on the weekends.
I enjoyed my solitude, and almost always had the gym entirely to myself.
The next morning I was therefore surprised and strangely elated to find my solitary poolside companion already in the midst of a vigorous workout when I arrived at the gym.
When the same thing happened the next morning, I couldn’t resist striking up a conversation.
“I’m surprised to see anyone else in the gym at this hour; usually I have the place all to myself.”
“Really?” she replied, her voice at once musical and throaty, “Well, perhaps I’ll keep you company then, at least for a while. I usually work out in the afternoon, about three or so, but lately the gym has become the haunt of the resident teenagers at that hour. They enjoy themselves, and I don’t mind that, but they can also get very loud. They also seem to be lining up for the next machine in my routine whenever I’m ready for it.”
“I understand. That’s never been a problem at this hour, though, and I’m delighted to have a little company.” I extended my hand. “I’m Durgesh.”
“Maimūnah Aslam,” she replied, noting with amusement the look of surprise on my face. “Really, my name is Maimūnah Aslam.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to react like that. It’s just that Maimūnah Aslam is such an unusual name here at a gym. I never expected a Musalmān lady—”
“A Sunni Musalmān lady—”Maimūnah Aslam interrupted me.
I smiled.
“Does it make any difference?”
“Certainly. Why not? I don’t think the Shiås and Aħmadīs are real Musalmīn.”
I smiled again, patiently.
“Isn’t it Musalmīn’s home problem?”
“Home problem?” Maimūnah Aslam was somewhat surprised, “What do you mean?”
I observed her more patiently.
Maimūnah Aslam didn’t seem to me as ignorant as she was trying to show herself.
“I mean, isn’t it a matter that must be discussed among you Musalmīn yourselves, mutually?”
“Why?”
“Because as far as we Hindus are concerned it doesn’t make us any difference whether a Musalmān is a Sunni Musalmān, Shiå Musalmān, Aħmadī, or anyone else.”
“Why not?”
“Why should it? It’s enough for us that you are a Musalmān. Why should I be interested in to which division of Islam you belong?”
“Why shouldn’t you?”
“Eīshān!” I said somewhat impatiently now, “I’m not interested in your faith in such a detail.”
“While you must be.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“A person is not known completely until and unless one doesn’t know the faith s/he belongs to.”
I had to agree with her.
Maimūnah Aslam was right.
I smiled at her.
“You are right, Maimūnah.”
“OK, Durgesh, happy to meet you.”
“Likewise. Well, guess I’d better get to my workout. See you at the pool later?”
“Probably.” Maimūnah Aslam smiled; I had noticed her by the pool, after all.
Maimūnah Aslam checked me out during my workout, which consisted mostly of warming up on the treadmill and lifting free weights.
She admired the rugged face, steel grey hair, broad, slightly hairy, chest and shoulders, six-pack abs, tight buns, and muscular legs.
She was especially taken by my black eyes.
I was probably just a mite taller than her, but she herself was a tall spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman at just under six feet, and taller than most men.
I would, she knew, tower over her.
She found herself wondering if that would bother me at all.
But what was she thinking!
Compared to her, I was a fossil?
I was in my early sixties.
Nature sucks, she thought, age only makes men sexier – it make women, on the other hand, sag.
Later that morning, Maimūnah Aslam joined me by the pool, dressed in a bright green bikini, carrying a book and a towel.
“Hello, Durgesh.”
“Hi, Maimūnah Aslam. I see we have the pool to ourselves again this morning. Like your suit. The green complements your tan.”
“Why thank you!” Maimūnah Aslam spread out her towel on the adjoining chaise lounge and sat down.
She and I then engaged in casual conversation, getting acquainted, her book forgotten.
I learned from Maimūnah Aslam that her seven-year childless marriage had recently ended in divorce from a successful businessman, and that she had given him the house in return for buying her this condo and letting her keep the BMW.
There were also generous alimony payments, and she was taking a few months off to get her head together and see what she wanted to do with the rest of her life.
She confided in me that she was still “on the sunny side of forty.”
Maimūnah Aslam learned that I was an ardent polygamist.
I threw myself into my work, built my life consulting business into a countless-person firm, and then sold the business for a tidy profit.
After that, I sold the house and bought the condo, and now I was retired.
“Retired?” she was immensely surprised, “Aren’t you a bit too young to be retired? In the age when the others start their lives, you retired? ”
“Why Not?” I asked, “Most people retire around my age. I’m old enough to be your father, maybe even your grandfather. I’m 62.”
Maimūnah Aslam laughed incredibly.
“You’re kidding. I wouldn’t have guessed you were more than, say, 30 or so. Allah, and you’re in such a great young shape!”
“For an old codger, you mean.”
“For anyone, I mean. Keep up whatever it is you’ve been doing, and you’ll live forever!”
“Thank you very much. I don’t doubt that, but I do intend to go out kicking.”
Maimūnah Aslam and I met daily after that, working out and swimming together.
We grew comfortable in each other’s company, and despite the age difference, found ourselves drawn to one another.
About three weeks later, on a Friday by the pool, Maimūnah Aslam asked me to have dinner with me that evening.
I was surprised at the invitation, but accepted.
That evening Maimūnah Aslam, I thought, looked spectacular, and told her so.
She had worn a simple black low-cut dress that clung to her spectacular Sunni Musalmān curves, medium high heels, and a string of pearls that complemented her shiny black hair, azure eyes, and flawless tan.
Dressed as she was, she stood several inches shorter than me, but if that bothered her, she hid it extremely well.
We had a nice dinner at a simple, but elegant, downtown restaurant, and then fought over who was paying the bill.
Maimūnah Aslam insisted that she was the one who asked me out, and that therefore the check was hers.
In the end, I gave in, but insisted that the next dinner would be on me.
Maimūnah Aslam was delighted to hear that there was even a ‘next dinner’ in my plans.
Back at the condo, Maimūnah Aslam invited me up for a nightcap.
“Geez, Maimūnah Aslam,” I replied, “I would love to, but I don’t drink. A juice once in a great while, maybe, but I just don’t.”
“Well, I do have some juice, but, if you prefer, I definitely have coffee. How about it Durgesh, can I offer you a juice or some coffee?”
“Coffee would be great. I would love some coffee.”
We chatted over coffee and some butter cookies she had found, until very late.
Finally, I, noting the time, said that I thought I’d better leave so Maimūnah Aslam could get her beauty sleep.
“No, Durgesh,” Maimūnah Aslam said, “I can sleep anytime. I want you to stay and fuck me.”
Taken by mammoth surprise, I hardly knew what to say.
So I reacted as I had learned to react when taken completely by surprise, and said nothing at all.
“I mean it Durgesh; I want you to spend the night. Don’t you want to sleep with me?”
“Maimūnah Aslam, I’ll be very honest, I’ve thought of very little else for weeks, now. But I’m an old man, close to twice your age. You can do much, much, better. Besides, it’s been so long that I’ve always been with spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān women. I don’t even know if I could stop fucking you ever if once we start it.”
“Well, that’s very good. That’s what I’m myself after. You can’t deny me the fun of trying to make you hard. If you can’t, you can’t, and next time we can try that little blue pill. Meanwhile, I’m sure we can think of other ways you could satisfy me!”
Maimūnah Aslam reached behind herself and unzipped the plain black dress, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in black bra and panties, high heels, and pearls.
Next Maimūnah Aslam reached behind herself again and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall.
I was given the sight of tan lines fresh milk-white Sunni Musalmān breasts, with large tan aureoles and dark brown, hard nipples.
Finally, she stepped out of her panties.
Again, tan lines framed wide, white hips, as well as a lush black growth of pubic hair.
Stepping out of her dress, and wearing only heels and pearls, Maimūnah Aslam turned slowly for me, teasing me with the whiteness of her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass.
The lump in my pants betrayed me.
“Well, Durgesh, still think you’ll have trouble getting it up?”
“How about you kick off those heels, and come down here where I can kiss you.”
Maimūnah Aslam giggled and kicked off her shoes.
I took her in my arms and really kissed her for the first time.
I cupped her Sunni Musalmān breasts and teased her nipples with my fingers.
“No time for foreplay, my Hindu love,” Maimūnah Aslam said as she helped me out of my clothes with deliberate speed, and went down on her knees in front of me.
Gripping my Uncut Hindu Cock at the base, Maimūnah Aslam licked and sucked my Uncut Hindu Cock head.
“Keep that up,” I said, “and I’ll never last. Eīshān, Maimūnah Aslam, It’s been so long I’m fucking Musalmān Beauties ravenously!”
“Still ravenous?” Maimūnah Aslam winked at me.
“Yes, darling. ‘Marz bađhtā hī gayā, jyon jyon davā kī’. The more I cured the more I was ill.”
Maimūnah Aslam laughed.
“Well, that’s why we Musalmān Beauties love you so much, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Méré Hindu Piyā! Just fuck us Musalmān Beauties as much as you want and enjoy.”
Maimūnah Aslam stood up and led me to the bedroom.
She stripped back the covers.
Sitting me down on the bed, she straddled me, and, positioning herself, deftly rolled her hips forward and took all of me in her wet, hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
I groaned, clenching my buttocks and lifting my ass off the bed to drive myself hard into her.
“Easy, my Hindu love,” Maimūnah Aslam said, draping her arms over my shoulders, “We have all night, and tomorrow, too, if we want. Relax and enjoy. This fuck is for you. Let me do the work.”
Maimūnah Aslam kissed me deep, our tongues exploring, as she rolled her hips slowly to and fro, back and forth.
I looked down at the joining of our bodies, fascinated by the satin slickness of her juices on my Uncut Hindu Cock and it appeared and disappeared inside her lush Sunni Musalmān bush.
I felt the always-familiar-again-remembered surge of ashvinātam Hindu pleasure rising within me, and knew that I could hold out very very much longer.
Maimūnah Aslam, for her part, had decided to forgo her own pleasure and just concentrate on pleasing me, but her Sunni Musalmān body betrayed her.
Apparently out of nowhere, a surge of pure, overwhelming heat rose up from deep inside her, consuming her.
Maimūnah Aslam arched her back, thrust her hips forward, her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy clutching my Uncut Hindu Cock, milking me, as her orgasm hit and overcame her.
I felt my Hindu balls tighten, relax, tighten, as I shot my Hindu sperm deepest inside her pulsing Sunni Musalmān Cunt, and a feeling of pure ashvinātam joy, release and well-being overcame me.
Then we just held on to each other, as we both drifted down together as from some high place.
I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock soften and slip out of Maimūnah Aslam’s hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Maimūnah Aslam pursed her lips in mock disappointment, teasing me.
“Allah, Durgesh, I’d forgotten how absolutely wonderful that feels.”
“Mmmm, yes, and I guarantee there’s more fun where that came from. But how about you? Guess we don’t need no stinkin’ blue pills!”
Maimūnah Aslam dismounted and lay down on the bed, pulling me down beside her.
“Now,” Maimūnah Aslam said, “We have time for some foreplay.”
She explored my body with her hands, running her fingers through the pepper and salt hair on my chest, feeling the taut hard muscles, fondling my now limp Uncut Hindu Cock, cupping my balls.
I explored her as well, paying homage to her milk-white globes, leaning my head over to kiss the taut Sunni Musalmān nipples.
“Allah, that feels so good! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Méré Hindu Piyā! When you tease my nipples like that, I can feel it in my hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.”
My hand ran down her Sunni Musalmān body, down her flat stomach, to her thighs.
I stroked the inside of her thighs, and Maimūnah Aslam parted her legs for me, her movement almost involuntary.
Maimūnah Aslam gasped as I touched her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, as my exploring Hindu fingers parted her Sunni Musalmān labia, feeling her slick wetness, finding her Sunni Musalmān Clit.
Satisfied that Maimūnah Aslam was ready for me, I scooted off the bed, and, grasping her parted legs, pulled her to the foot of the bed.
With her legs and feet off the bed, I positioned myself, and, kneeling, buried my Uncut Hindu Prick in her lush Sunni Musalmān bush.
Maimūnah Aslam gasped and groaned her appreciation as I fucked her Sunni Musalmān Cunt from asshole to Sunni Musalmān Clit, my Uncut Hindu Prick working, pleasing her.
I took the trouble not to touch her Sunni Musalmān Clit directly with my Uncut Hindu Prick at first, fucking around it, rather, teasing it erect from the hood of flesh surrounding it.
With my body up, I inserted my Uncut Hindu Prick inside her, exploring, searching out that secret Sunni Musalmān place inside her which would, I knew, blow her Mind.
When Maimūnah Aslam gasped and clutched my searching Uncut Hindu Penis with her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, I knew I had found it.
Then I let my Uncut Hindu Cock pay full attention to her Sunni Musalmān Clit, rubbing it, fucking it, as I fucked her with my Uncut Hindu Cock , in and out, always touching that secret Sunni Musalmān spot.
Maimūnah Aslam was a wild spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman then, all semblance of reason or control having left her.
Maimūnah Aslam arched her back and thrust the Sunni Musalmān pelvis into my Uncut Hindu Prick again and again, as surge after surge of ashvinātam-hot pleasure engulfed her Sunni Musalmān body.
Soon I had all I could do to keep my Uncut Hindu Prick hard on her Sunni Musalmān Clit and my Uncut Hindu Cock thrust deepest inside her.
I held on through crashing orgasm after crashing orgasm, until Maimūnah Aslam almost came completely up off the bed, and then collapsed in a heap, trembling.
Only then did I pull back from her, sit on the bed next to her, and pull her toward me, putting my arms around her, holding her.
Maimūnah Aslam said nothing, only melting into my Hindu embrace, snuggling up tight against me.
Later, Maimūnah Aslam lifted her head up to me, and kissed me lightly.
“That, old Hindu man, was truly amazing.”
We then lay back on the bed, and, pulling the covers over them, fell fast asleep in each other’s arms.
I awoke the next morning with sunlight streaming in the bedroom window and someone sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock.
When Maimūnah Aslam felt my body suddenly stiffen, she looked up from her work and said:
“Good morning, sunshine! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Méré Hindu Piyā! I just thought I’d see if I could get a rise out of you this morning,” and then returned to her work.
I relaxed, leaned back, and enjoyed.
Maimūnah Aslam gripped my Uncut Hindu Cock in her hand and sucked my balls, one at a time, into her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth, her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue working on my Uncut Hindu Shaft.
When she released her grip, Maimūnah Aslam was delighted to see my Uncut Hindu Cock erect.
She licked my Uncut Hindu Shaft from the base to my Uncut Hindu Cock head, took the head in her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth, and lashed it with her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue.
I was fully hard then.
She hadn’t had much practice at this, so she kind of made up what to do as she went along.
Maimūnah Aslam had heard of deep throating my Uncut Hindu Cock, knew exactly what to do in theory, but had never attempted it, not even with her ex-husband.
Maimūnah Aslam wrapped her quivering crimson hot Sunni Musalmān lips around my Uncut Hindu Cock, opened her throat, and pushed her head down on me.
But she couldn’t get the Uncut Hindu Cock head past her gag spot, and choking, she had to pull off.
Maimūnah Aslam caught her breath and tried again, with the same result.
The third time was the charm.
Maimūnah Aslam managed to push my Uncut Hindu Cock past her gag point by forcing herself to relax her throat, and then took my Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth right down to the root.
Maimūnah Aslam was rewarded with an appreciative groan from me.
Maimūnah Aslam attempted to breathe through her nose, but could not get enough air, so Maimūnah Aslam was forced to back off me again to catch her breath.
Now knowing exactly what to do, Maimūnah Aslam sucked my Uncut Hindu Cock down again, rewarded when her quivering crimson hot Sunni Musalmān lips buried themselves in my Hindu pubic hair.
Then Maimūnah Aslam swallowed, again rewarded with an appreciative groan from me, but deeper and longer this time.
Again, Maimūnah Aslam had to back off to breathe.
After filling her lungs with air, Maimūnah Aslam deep throated me again, again swallowing on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Maimūnah Aslam was delighted to feel me stiffen, grasp her hair with both hands, and thrust my Uncut Hindu Cock as deep into her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth as I could.
Her quivering crimson hot Sunni Musalmān lips felt my Hindu balls tighten as I, almost screaming, came in her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth.
Maimūnah Aslam swallowed and swallowed, my Uncut Hindu Cock so deep down her Sunni Musalmān throat that she tasted none of my Hindu cum.
Maimūnah Aslam was ready to pass out from holding her breath when I released her, allowing her to pull off my Uncut Hindu Cock and gasp for air.
When Maimūnah Aslam caught her breath, she returned to her attention to my Uncut Hindu Cock, now softening, licking me clean.
“You, spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman, are one hell of an alarm clock!”
“Just returning an ashvinātam favor from a gentleman Hindu friend,” Maimūnah Aslam replied.
We showered together, each soaping the other, our hands exploring still, paying special attention to our special places, our mouths continually locking together.
After rinsing, we toweled each other dry, still taking delight in each other’s body with our hands and our eyes.
Later, we had a leisurely breakfast in Maimūnah Aslam’s tiny kitchen.
Maimūnah Aslam was in a flowery dressing gown, and my broad shoulders barely covered by her bath robe.
“I really need to go to my place and get some clothes. And it’s past time for our workout,” I said.
“I have a better idea. Why don’t we just forget about clothes for the time being and confine our workouts for the next few days to bed.”
“Geez, Maimūnah Aslam, are you trying to kill me? I admit it would be a hell of a fun way to die, but we need to back off a bit. You’re at the peak of your sexual powers, but I’ve been in decline for about a century.”‘
“And that, my sweet Hindu love, is absolute bullshit! You’re in better shape than most teenagers even, I know. But if it will make you feel better, old man, I promise I will take it slow and not overtax you. But make no mistake, my Hindu lover; now that I have you in my wicked Sunni Musalmān clutches your most talented and magnificent Uncut Hindu Cock is going nowhere. Now I think you and I should go back to bed and rest awhile.”
And so we did, but we did not rest.
We played with each other for the rest of the day, stopping only long enough to eat or drink.
Finally exhausted, we both fell into a deep sleep early in the evening, my Uncut Hindu Prick still inside her Sunni Musalmān Cunt, deepest, I on her top, my nude Hindu waist wrapped around by her smooth nude Sunni Musalmān thighs.
Maimūnah Aslam woke refreshed and relaxed and glanced at the clock; it read 2:50 AM.
I was still asleep, but she bent to kiss me, and kissed me awake.
I awoke yawning and stretching.
“Have a good sleep?” Maimūnah Aslam asked.
“The best.” I held her close, idly caressing her Sunni Musalmān breasts, teasing her nipples.
“Mmmm,” Maimūnah Aslam said. “That feels so good. I’ve an idea, how about we go out to the pool and have a swim?”
“You’re nuts. What time is it?” I glanced over at the clock on the night stand. “Geez, Maimūnah Aslam, it’s three in the morning!”
“I’m serious; the cool water would feel so good right now. Please, Durgesh, you know how nice it would be! Let’s go for a swim.”
“OK, anything for you. I’ll go to my place and get my suit.”
“Who said anything about suits? Com’on Durgesh, it’s three AM! Who’s gonna see us?”
“Anybody who just happens to be awake at this hour. You know, like us?”
“Com’on Durgesh, where’s your sense of ashvinātam adventure? Let’s do it!” Maimūnah Aslam winked at me, smiling.
So, sometimes after three o’clock that morning, and against my better judgment, Maimūnah Aslam and I crept out to the condo pool, naked.
We slipped into the cool water, and began to swim silently.
Before long, however, we were embracing in the water, kissing and touching.
Soon I sported an erection, and we attempted to fuck underwater.
Anyone who has ever attempted to fuck underwater can testify that it is near impossible.
A spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman’s lubricious fluids are water soluble, and if the Hindu male can penetrate her to begin with, then on withdrawing, the female Sunni Musalmān juices lubricating the erect Uncut Hindu Penis dissipate into the surrounding water, hindering continued ashvinātam Uncut Hindu Penetration.
There may be the occasional Sunni Musalmān female who can produce lubricious fluids more quickly than the surrounding water can dissolve them.
Such Sunni Musalmān females exist, but are rare.
Now if an insoluble lubricant was used….
I, frustrated in my attempt to fuck her, lifted Maimūnah Aslam’s body up so her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass sat on the edge of the pool, and instead buried my face in her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy. Maimūnah Aslam relaxed her Sunni Musalmān body and gave herself up to enjoying my talented Hindu lips and fingers.
Åādilah Sultān awoke, wide awake.
It was still dark out, and a glance at the clock showed it was 3:16. It had happened a lot lately, ever since she moved into the condo, that she found herself wide awake at odd hours.
There was nothing for it, she had discovered, other than to go to her tiny living room and read until she felt sleepy again.
The result, of course, was that she was not only awake at odd hours; she was also asleep at odd hours during the course of a day.
As she passed by her third floor bedroom window which overlooked the condo pool, Åādilah Sultān just happened to glance outside.
There she saw an ashvinātam couple engaged in cunnilingus, with the spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman’s ass perched on the edge of the pool.
Åādilah Sultān recognized us immediately of course, although she didn’t know our names.
It was that older Hindu gentleman from the fourth floor, and that much younger, quite beautiful, spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman from the second.
Åādilah Sultān had been meaning to approach the older Hindu gentleman herself, and strike up an acquaintance, when the spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman with the shiny black hair and I suddenly became an item.
And, evidently, we were quite an item.
Åādilah Sultān watched us intently and felt the Sunni Musalmān lust for my ashvinātam Uncut Hindu Penetrations rise up from somewhere deep inside her.
Åādilah Sultān stuck her hand under the hem of her granny nightgown and, lifting, found her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Watching, she began to stroke herself, as her other hand found the hard nipple on a big and well-shaped Sunni Musalmān breast, and teased it.
Åādilah Sultān wondered if she might not enjoy the scene below more if she got one of her toys from the nightstand, but dismissed the idea, afraid she might miss some of the action below.
She moved the hand working her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy more quickly then, her fingers on the hard Sunni Musalmān Clit protruding from the hood of flesh that normally hid it.
She kneaded and teased her pointed Sunni Musalmān tits, pinching and pulling each nipple in turn.
Just then, Åādilah Sultān saw the spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman below arch her back and grab the Hindu gentleman’s waist, clutching it to her Sunni Musalmān Cunt, which Maimūnah Aslam was now thrusting onto my Uncut Hindu Prick.
The spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman’s whole body jerked once, twice, a third time, before she relaxed, and leaned forward, kissing the Hindu man on the top of his head.
Åādilah Sultān’s body convulsed in orgasm as well, her hands having done their work; but she wished it was her perfect Sunni Musalmān ass perched on the edge of the pool, the man’s Uncut Hindu Prick pleasing her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy instead of the black-haired spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman’s.
It was at times like this, Åādilah Sultān thought, that she missed her late husband the most.
Maimūnah Aslam had come to terms with the grief of my passing months before, but she still really missed the intimacy, she really missed the sex.
Unaware that we were being watched, I lifted a sated Maimūnah Aslam up off the edge of the pool and back into the water, where we embraced.
“Oh Durgesh, you are a very, very, talented Hindu man! You must will your Uncut Hindu Prick to science after you die!” Maimūnah Aslam meant what she suggested.
I grinned, pleased with myself.
I very much enjoyed giving head and watching a spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman enjoy orgasm, as Maimūnah Aslam so obviously did.
“But what have we here?” Maimūnah Aslam asked, as she reached down into the water and grasped my still-erect Uncut Hindu Cock. “We mustn’t let this baby get away! Com’on, Durgesh, I’m getting chilly. Let’s take your steely perfection to my bedroom, where I can give it the attention it deserves.”
Åādilah Sultān watched as two wet bodies emerged from the pool, the Hindu man obviously aroused, and disappear as we entered the building somewhere below her.
Åādilah Sultān shed bitter tears then, envious of the spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman whose place she wished so badly were her own.
“I’m sorry, Durgesh,” Maimūnah Aslam said, “There really is nothing for it. She’s my only sister, and I’m the only family she has. I have no choice. She could die, Durgesh, and I’ve got to go to her.”
“I understand, Maimūnah Aslam, I’d do exactly the same thing if I were in your place. But that doesn’t mean I have to like it. These past weeks have been absolute heaven for me….”
“And for me, Durgesh. Oh, my sweet man, I’ll miss you so! I swear I’ll come back to you as soon as I can. I swear it!”
Putting Maimūnah Aslam on the plane to Makkah Mukarramah was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.
I had returned to my pre-Maimūnah Aslam routine of daily workouts and poolside visits.
Then, one morning, I noticed the thin, tall older spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman with the honey blonde hair and the strikingly beautiful face who was already there when I began my 8:30 workout.
I was already into my routine when she approached me.
I looked up into a pair of bright hazel eyes, looking at me in enquiry.
“Can I help you, ma’am?” I asked.
“I hope so. You seem to know what you’re doing, and I’m not all that familiar with this equipment. Do you think you could help me? Start me off, sort of, I mean?”
“Sure. I’m Durgesh.”
“Hi, Durgesh, I’m Åādilah Sultān.”
“Hello Åādilah Sultān! What are you interested in, free weights or the exercise machines?”
“Well, I honestly don’t know….”
And our conversation went on from there, as I explained the difference to Åādilah Sultān, and I helped her set up an exercise routine.
When the conversation got around to aerobics, I pointed out the treadmills, and said she could use one of those, or the stair-stepper, but I personally preferred to swim.
Åādilah Sultān said that swimming sounded the better alternative, and asked me if I minded if she joined me in the pool afterward as well.
“It’s your pool, too, you know,” I said, laughing, “You really don’t need my permission to use it.”
She blushed, which I found very attractive.
“You know what I meant,” Åādilah Sultān said.
“Sure. I’d love for you to join me in a swim afterward.”
And so our friendship began.
Over the next few days, Åādilah Sultān learned my story, about now I was retired.
Åādilah Sultān told me how her husband of 30 years had died suddenly of a heart attack eighteen months earlier, how her married daughter had convinced her to sell the house and move to a condo, and get on with her life.
She told me how much she missed her husband, Åbbās, and I sympathized.
“Oh,” Åādilah Sultān said, “I’ve stopped grieving. He gone, and I’ve come to terms with that and let go. I really believe he’s in a better place. I’m afraid it’s me I’m feeling sorry for; I miss the company, the intimacy.”
I began to appreciate this spectacularly beautiful Sunni Musalmān woman’s beauty.
It was far more subtle than Maimūnah Aslam’s, more understated.
I liked the way she looked in a bathing suit.
Åādilah Sultān was tall and thin, with a wiry Sunni Musalmān beauty that I felt strangely appealing.
Her big, pert Sunni Musalmān breasts and her cute Sunni Musalmān butt just seemed to go with the overall picture.
When Åādilah Sultān told me she was 53, I was quite surprised: she looked younger, fresher than her age.
Åādilah Sultān was equally surprised to discover that I was 9 years her senior.
We went out on a date, to dinner.
We had a nice time, and when I embraced her at her door and kissed her goodnight, Åādilah Sultān opened her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth to my ashvinātam kiss.
I probed her extremely stunning Sunni Musalmān mouth with my tongue, tasting her greedy ravenous Sunni Musalmān tongue in return.
Åādilah Sultān felt my persisting Hindu hardness pressed against her and she rolled her famished Sunni Musalmān pelvis forward, returning my persistent Hindu pressure.
“Åādilah Sultān, I….uh….”
“Shut up, you Hindu idiot, and come inside.”
Inside her unit, Åādilah Sultān led me quickly to her bedroom.
We undressed each other in a rush, but not in such a rush that we would not stop to touch, kiss, and caress.
I took special delight in cupping her little Sunni Musalmān breasts, licking, sucking, and lightly biting her hard nipples.
Åādilah Sultān enjoyed running her hands across my broad shoulders and firm pecs, feeling the pepper and salt fleece on my chest, her fingers touching and teasing my tiny hard nipples.
After we were both completely naked, Åādilah Sultān ran her hands down my six-pack abs and down to my hard Uncut Hindu Cock, stroking it, gripping it.
For my part, I ran my hands down her back, and, cupping her Sunni Musalmān buttocks, pulled her groin hard against mine.
Åādilah Sultān groaned.
“Come to bed, Durgesh, I want to feel your Uncut Hindu Cock inside me.”
Åādilah Sultān pulled down the covers and we lay down next to each other on the bed, our hands and mouths still exploring.
Her hand seemed drawn to my stiff Uncut Hindu Cock, and she stroked it and gripped it tight.
My hand found her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy, and my fingers probed her hot wetness, her hard button of a Sunni Musalmān Clit, and I knew Åādilah Sultān was ready for me.
“Put me inside you,” I told her, as I positioned myself on top of her, her legs now spread wide for me.
Åādilah Sultān guided me to the right spot, placing the head of my Uncut Hindu Cock at the entrance of her hot Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She rolling her hips forward, willing herself to be open for me.
I only pushed and my Uncut Hindu Cock slipped easily inside her.
Åādilah Sultān gasped in pleasure and wrapped her beautiful Sunni Musalmān legs around me, gripping my ass with her thighs and calves, pulling me deepest inside her.
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3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. A deserving unfaithfulness
20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
90. The Extent
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
124. The everincreasing infinite lust
125. The women in my life
126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
41. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Creative Adult Sex: Durgesh 