Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad in University: 1Posted: February 5, 2011
Dumb move; the president of his fraternity was her friend Ravīndr Jayvant who was from her hometown.
One weekend Shankar was out of town, home for the weekend or something, and Sidrah Aħmad decided to get her revenge from Shankar.
She damn cared whether it would have any desired effect on Shankar or not.
The hell with it.
She called the Frat house.
Someone picked up the receiver,
“Put Ravīndr Jayvant on the phone,” Sidrah Aħmad ordered.
“Um… ok, hold on a sec. Let me find him.”
Sidrah Aħmad waited on the phone for almost five minutes and then Ravīndr Jayvant came on the line.
“Ravīndr Jayvant here, whaddaya need?”
Sidrah Aħmad was mad, fit to be tied.
“What I need, Ravīndr Jayvant; is for you to tell me the fucking truth.”
“Oh, Sidrah Aħmad? Hey, how are you?” He could tell Sidrah Aħmad was pissed and he was trying to play it cool.
It made Sidrah Aħmad even madder.
“You know how the fuck I’m doing. Shankar’s cheating on me. On me? Can you imagine? Sidrah Aħmad had to find out from some Zohrah slut in my Bio class, rather than from my friend Ravīndr Jayvant.”
Sarcasm was dripping from Sidrah Aħmad’s voice.
“Ah, yeah… Well, Sidrah Aħmad, you know how things can get at those mixers. I’m sure that it was blown out of proportion.”
“Bullshit, Ravīndr Jayvant. I want the truth, has Shankar been screwing around other Musalmān Beauties on me? And don’t give me any of that ‘bro’s before ho’s’ bullshit either, you and I have been friends for too long.”
Ravīndr Jayvant let out a sigh and sounded defeated.
He knew Sidrah Aħmad very well.
Once she’d decided something she seldom heard it criticized.
“Yeah, yeah Sidrah Aħmad, it’s true. There have been a few times. I would have told you but you know how it is…”
“Yeah, I know how it is and that’s bullshit. That’s a pretty shitty thing to do Ravīndr Jayvant, when you knew that I would eventually find out.”
“Sidrah, I just didn’t know how to tell you. Didn’t know what to do – you think I was comfortable being in the middle like that?”
“Oh, so you were going to hope I never found out and then your damn conscience could be clear? You owe me Ravīndr Jayvant, big time. You can’t treat your friends this way.”
“I know Sidrah Aħmad, I’m sorry. And I will make it up to you…”
Sidrah Aħmad interrupted.
“You’re damn right you’re going to make it up to me… this weekend.”
There was a pause before Ravīndr Jayvant asked.
“This weekend? What do you have in mind?”
Sidrah Aħmad had been planning this for a long time, not being cheated on but what she would do if a guy ever pulled this shit on her.
“How many Hindus can you get together Saturday night?”
“Yes! Can’t you hear me well?”
“I do. I do darling, but—”
“Why?” Ravīndr Jayvant sounded apprehensive.
“Because, Shankar’s going to be out of town and we’re going to have a little private party in his honor. Have them there at ten, and Ravīndr Jayvant…”
“I want at least a dozen Hindus there.”
“A dozen?! Sidrah Aħmad, don’t you think this is going a little too far?”
“Ten O’clock, Ravīndr Jayvant. Have them there.” Sidrah Aħmad said and broke the connection.
Saturday was still three days away and Sidrah Aħmad had some planning to do.
Shankar was going to regret his indiscretion big time.
Saturday came and Sidrah Aħmad had recruited the help of her beautiful and smart friend Naåīmah Jibrān.
She wasn’t the most attractive Musalmān girl in the world, but she didn’t have a problem being her ‘fluffer’ for the night and how attractive you have to be to suck a few Uncut Hindu Cocks?
They got to the house around nine, before the Hindus had started to show up.
Ravīndr Jayvant was there and he looked perplexed.
“You sure you want to go through with this, Sidrah Aħmad?”
“Damn right I do. Meet Naåīmah Jibrān. She’s going to be my fluffer for the evening.”
Ravīndr Jayvant shook hands with Naåīmah Jibrān indecisively.
That was not an introduction that he had every day.
“So how many Hindus we have coming tonight?”
“Last count was seventeen if they all show. Where do you want to do this?”
Sidrah Aħmad smiled her most mischievous smile.
“In Shankar’s bed, of course. I have the key, you know. Now, we’ve got some preparation to do. We’ll expect you at ten.”
She gave Ravīndr Jayvant a peck on the cheek and Naåīmah Jibrān and Sidrah Aħmad went to Shankar’s room to get ready.
They pulled the blankets and comforter off Shankar’s bed, getting it down just to the sheet.
Sidrah Aħmad got naked and lay on the bed.
Naåīmah Jibrān took some items from her bag and handed them to Sidrah Aħmad; a tube of lubricant was one of them.
Sidrah Aħmad spent the next hour using the toys to make sure both of her holes were good and ready.
Sidrah Aħmad had had sex with more than one Hindus before but Sidrah Aħmad was pretty sure that seventeen was going to take her to her limits.
At ten there was a knock on the door and Ravīndr Jayvant stuck his head in the room.
“Sidrah Aħmad, all the Hindus are here. You ready for us?”
“Yep, bring them on in.”
Seventeen Hindus crammed into the room, which was rather large when it wasn’t trying to host almost twenty people.
The Hindus were of all shapes and sizes.
Some were very good looking, some weren’t really attractive – there were three South Indian black Hindus too.
That was all that was required.
Nevertheless she wanted her current Hindu boyfriends must be loyal and confined to herself only, strictly.
She damn cared even if it was not justified at all.
Hell, why should she?
Was she an outright fool?
Life is for enjoying it, as much as one can.
Damn with ethics.
Sidrah Aħmad had her own ethics.
And why shouldn’t she for Allah’s sake?
Isn’t Sidrah Aħmad herself also made by Allah Himself?
Could she do anything beyond what Allah Himself desired?
Then why she must be afraid of anyone else?
“Hello boys.” Sidrah Aħmad purred at them from the bed.
Sidrah Aħmad was lying there totally naked, her Sunni Musalmān body completely exposed to the group.
They all smiled at her,
“First off, thanks for being here. My soon to be ex- Hindu boyfriend, Shankar; did a shitty thing to me and you are going to help me pay him back. I’m sure that Ravīndr Jayvant told you what was up, but I want to make sure you’re all cool with this.”
They all nodded gravely and Sidrah Aħmad continued.
“Ok, you are all going to get the chance to fuck me and I don’t care if you want to fuck my Sunni Musalmān Pussy or my Sunni Musalmān ass – I like it equally in both. Also, I don’t care where you cum. You can cum on my face, pull out and cum on my Sunni Musalmān body or just cum inside me, in either of my holes. I only ask that once you are inside me you don’t take your time very very long. Seventeen Hindus are going to take a long time already. For once in your sexual life a Musalmān girl isn’t going to give you hell for cuming too fast.”
They all chucked and nodded their understanding.
“A few last things before we get started. Naåīmah Jibrān is here to be my fluffer. If you are the next person to fuck me, she will help make sure you are ready to go when it’s your turn. She’s only here to give blowjobs until after you have all fucked me, then anything else she wants to do with you is between the two of you. Also, Ravīndr Jayvant is the referee. He will tell you what order you are in and any disputes will be handled by him. Also, because of your role in all this Ravīndr Jayvant, you get to go dead last. Hope you like sloppy seventeenths!”
Everyone burst out laughing and Ravīndr Jayvant looked sheepish.
“He knew he should have told me; hey, it could have been worse, after all Sidrah Aħmad wasn’t about to fuck sixteen total strangers on his bed!”
The Hindus, who were to go first; started to mill around and some of the ones at the end of the line left the room.
They waited in the next room playing video games until their turn got close.
Naåīmah Jibrān started to blow the first guy, an average looking guy whose name was Man Mohan.
Sidrah Aħmad grabbed Shankar’s pillow and put it under her hips, both to help the Hindus enter her and so that as the juices from Sidrah Aħmad and the Hindus started to flow out, there would be a nice load where he laid his head.
To hell with the extremely treacherous cheater.
Man Mohan was ready to go and Sidrah Aħmad asked him how he wanted her.
He said on her back.
Man Mohan climbed on the bed and went to work.
Sidrah Aħmad gathered from his actions that he wasn’t the most experienced guy in the room that night, but that hardly mattered.
She would try to get Durgesh afterward, for her own satisfaction.
Sidrah Aħmad could always do it.
She wanted Shankar to fill the gap when Durgesh was not available to her.
Shankar was a good replacement till it lasted.
Well, let her try these seventeen.
Perhaps someone of them could replace Shankar even.
She needed someone badly.
Durgesh is not available always.
Man Mohan pumped into Sidrah Aħmad with fast little strokes, holding his breath the entire time.
When he had been in Sidrah Aħmad for a few minutes he withdrew and shot the first Hindu load of the night, this one arcing up from his Uncut Hindu Cock and landing on her Sunni Musalmān stomach and tits.
Man Mohan was very sweet, actually, and thanked Sidrah Aħmad as he got off the bed.
He had always dreamed of to fuck Sidrah Aħmad.
But he never succeeded before.
The next Hindu took his place.
He had a nice Uncut Hindu Cock and knew what he was doing, fucking Sidrah Aħmad with a good rhythm for the next thirty minutes until he started to really slam into her and deposited a load of hot Hindu cum deep in her Sunni Musalmān ass, ultimately.
The next Hindu, Ajaý Narottam; took his place behind Sidrah Aħmad almost immediately and pushed inside her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Her Sunni Musalmān Pussy felt stretched.
This Hindu, Ajaý Narottam; had a nice stout Uncut Hindu Cock.
Sidrah Aħmad had her first orgasm of the night with this Hindu, Ajaý Narottam.
He fucked Sidrah Aħmad nonstop for one complete hour.
Sidrah Aħmad was herself excited and kissed Ajaý Narottam so many times.
When Sidrah Aħmad had finished cuming, Ajaý Narottam exploded into her.
Ajaý Narottam, ultimately, pulled out of her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and hurried around to her extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān face.
He promptly deposited his rest of the load on her cheeks and mouth.
Sidrah Aħmad licked Ajaý Narottam clean as her next partner slid into her recently vacated Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
This Hindu, Nr’sinh Pratāp; was awful.
He knew very well what he was doing.
Nr’sinh Pratāp did one thing Sidrah Aħmad loved very much.
Nr’sinh Pratāp came completely inside her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
As Nr’sinh Pratāp pulled his Uncut Hindu Dick out, Sidrah Aħmad could feel his Hindu cum dripping down from the load deposited into her Sunni Musalmān ass earlier, mixing with the Hindu cum just left in her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and dripping down onto Shankar’s pillow.
“Sweet dreams, fucker.” Sidrah Aħmad winked at Nr’sinh Pratāp.
Nr’sinh Pratāp patted her glorious Sunni Musalmān ass, kindly.
Suddenly, Sidrah Aħmad found herself turned onto her back and her legs were pushed back, exposing her Sunni Musalmān ass to the really hot Hindu who was next.
His name was Manohar Vikrānt.
Sidrah Aħmad had seen him around the house and knew that he was one of Shankar’s frat brothers.
“Manohar Vikrānt, “Sidrah Aħmad smiled at him, “I never knew you were so interested in me.”
“Only a foolish Hindu would not be interested in you, mérī jān!” Manohar Vikrānt smiled cunningly.
Sidrah Aħmad laughed.
“You are wonderful inside me.”
‘Good, Naåīmah Jibrān seems to be enjoying herself too.’ Sidrah Aħmad knew, ‘she certainly is.’
The Hindu inside Sidrah Aħmad now deposited the second load of the night in her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and then the first of the south Indian black Hindus was up, Rāmchandran Harihar.
Rāmchandran Harihar was built nice, well muscled, and his Uncut Hindu Cock was a nice size too.
When Rāmchandran Harihar had enough— more than two hours! Allah Allah— he pulled from her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and shoved his Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth, shooting a large load of his Hindu cum in her mouth.
Sidrah Aħmad swallowed as much as she could.
She let the rest run and land out.
Sidrah Aħmad didn’t have to move much to accommodate the next Hindu in line.
Paramvīr Vikramdév kept Sidrah Aħmad in doggy and used his Uncut Hindu Cock to explore her gorgeous Sunni Musalmān ass.
It was one of the better ass fuckings Sidrah Aħmad had ever had.
Paramvīr Vikramdév’s Uncut Hindu Penis was really thick but it was long too.
He spent one and a half hour fucking Sidrah Aħmad passionately, getting well acquainted with her colon before he pulled out, groaned loudly and deposited his Hindu load between her Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks, deepest.
Eight Hindus down, only nine more to go.
It was almost halfway there and Sidrah Aħmad was still doing well.
They said Hindus are the best.
Yes, they are.
Her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and her Sunni Musalmān ass, both; still felt good and Sidrah Aħmad had even managed to get off a few times.
Just because Sidrah Aħmad was doing this for revenge didn’t mean Sidrah Aħmad couldn’t enjoy herself now.
The next two Hindus wanted Sidrah Aħmad on her back, in missionary position.
Sidrah Aħmad was a gooey mess now.
“Sleep tight, bitch!”
Next up was the second of the south Indian black Hindus.
This Hindu was awfully handsome.
Moreover, he had a rather big, harder Uncut Hindu Dick.
Allah! Durgesh is really the best.
‘Once with Durgesh,
All the rest is trash.’
Sidrah Aħmad was getting more and more excited as Shankar Mahādévan kept fucking her vehemently.
So obsessed Sidrah Aħmad was with this thought that she even imagined, I myself was fucking her, instead of Shankar Mahādévan.
When without warning, Shankar Mahādévan pulled from Sidrah Aħmad, he dribbled a few drops of his Hindu cum onto her stomach, though he had already cum into her Sunni Musalmān Cunt deepest, extravagantly.
Another of the frat brothers was next in her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Sidrah Aħmad could tell that Āditý Pratāp had a good experience of pleasing Sunni Musalmān women and he even somewhat managed to erase the memory of the previous Hindu.
It was the best fuck of the night and Sidrah Aħmad decided that sometime she’d have to fuck Āditý Pratāp without the audience.
The last of the South Indian black Hindus, Shiv Shankaran; was up next, a medium slightly overweight Hindu that all his friends were calling ‘Glub’.
Sidrah Aħmad didn’t care what his friends were calling Shiv Shankaran.
Sidrah Aħmad was going to call him ‘horse’ because that thing between his Hindu legs looked inhuman to her.
It was huge; long and thick as a baseball bat.
Sidrah Aħmad inadvertently remembered me once more.
Your Sidrah Aħmad needs you very much now.
None of these are as incredible as you are.
Your Musalmān Beauties are ever right:
‘Once with Durgesh,
All the rest is trash.’
Yet, Shiv Shankaran scared the shit out of her.
Sidrah Aħmad was afraid for her little Sunni Musalmān Pussy, but Shiv Shankaran actually proved to be quite a gentleman.
He managed not to hurt Sidrah Aħmad too bad.
Sidrah Aħmad did cum on his big Uncut Hindu Cock countless times.
Her Sunni Musalmān Pussy had never been so full – except with Durgesh himself.
There wasn’t almost a spare inch of space inside Sidrah Aħmad.
Shiv Shankaran pulled out of her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and sprayed a big load of his Hindu cum all over her face and the bed, while he had already filled both her Sunni Musalmān Cunt and her Sunni Musalmān ass with his Hindu cum, overflowing.
As Shiv Shankaran got off the bed, he seemed quite pleased with himself.
So was Sidrah Aħmad with Shiv Shankaran.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!” Shiv Shankaran laughed, “You know, Sidrah darling, I’m not even his shadow. Durgesh is actually the grace of Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā Himself. Haven’t you heard what the outstanding Musalmān Beauties say about Durgesh?”
Sidrah Aħmad smiled:
‘‘Once with Durgesh,
All the rest is trash.’
“Of course!” Shiv Shankaran said with immense pride.
“You are right, Shiv Shankaran.” Naåīmah Jibrān interrupted, “Durgesh is the only living legend who has established his unique Sex Empire with us countless extraordinary Musalmān Beauties with our own eloquent consent. I’m sucking all of you Hindus now. Yet I can’t forget how much I love to suck Durgesh himself. Alas, it’s not possible I can suck Durgesh ever.”
Shiv Shankaran laughed,
“Missing Durgesh, Naåīmah Jibrān?”
“Every Musalmān Beauty does, when she doesn’t have him.”
Allah how the hell she was missing Durgesh now.
Numbers fourteen and fifteen both took Sidrah Aħmad in doggy style, one anally and one vaginally.
As her sixteenth partner of the night plowed away at her Sunni Musalmān ass, the other Hindus all congregated in the room.
Most of them were watching Sidrah Aħmad get fucked but Sidrah Aħmad could see that two of them had Naåīmah Jibrān spread open in the armchair, taking turns fucking her.
Good for Naåīmah Jibrān!
“Well Ravīndr Jayvant.” Sidrah Aħmad said. “All the other Hindus have gone, ready for sloppy seventeenths?”
Ravīndr Jayvant dropped his pants, exposing his rock hard Uncut Hindu Dick.
“Ah, what the hell.” he said, as he climbed on the bed.
He shoved himself inside her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
As Ravīndr Jayvant fucked Sidrah Aħmad, she rubbed her Sunni Musalmān clit and brought herself to one final orgasm before Ravīndr Jayvant pushed in and shot the last load of the night all over into her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Sidrah Aħmad was totally covered in Hindu sperm and so was the bed.
Both of her secret sacred Sunni Musalmān holes hurt and Sidrah Aħmad was sore for days but oh, was it worth it.
They made the bed, doing the best they could to make the sheets look normal.
Sidrah Aħmad hoped that Shankar wouldn’t look at them, just hop under the covers and sleep in the dried mess.
She found out from Ravīndr Jayvant, later, it was NOT exactly what happened.
When Shankar came back, figured it out, he smiled.
“Well, I never thought Sidrah Aħmad would go to the extent she has gone.” Shankar commented, “What did she expect of me? I’m a Hindu, after all. I’m not a cuckold Musalmān certainly. If she loves to act lady Durgesh, how can she expect me to be confined to herself only? Let her enjoy not only seventeen Hindus. She can enjoy even all of the millions of Hindus spread all over on the globe. I’m sorry. I can’t limit myself to Sidrah Aħmad only.”
Sidrah Aħmad stamped her foot on the floor, furiously,
“Go to hell. Damn you, Shankar, my ex Hindu lover.”