Midterm 2012: 15

Midterm  2012

Durgesh

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Chapter 15

DurgeshRaziyah Najmul Ħasan

Durgesh Navīdah Najmul Ħasan

I proceeded to put my hands together coating them both.

Then I placed them on my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s back.

Gently I began to rub the thick liquid into her shoulders.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan let her head fall forward and pulled her hair out of the way so her ‘Durgesh darling’ could coat her neck too.

I worked my hands up her shoulders and onto her neck, before sliding my palms back down the middle of her back.

“Ohhhh,” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moaned as she felt her ‘Durgesh darling’s hands rub her back deeply.

She reached around her back and grabbed my forearms pulling my hands to her stomach,

“Do there as well, will you?”

Nodding, I slowly began to rub my hands over her stomach.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moaned again.

I began to become aroused again, as I heard my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything moan.

In a daze my hands began to roam up Raziyah Najmul Ħasan’s excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body towards her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts.

I stopped when my Hindu hands hit the bottom curve.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan threw her head back and moaned with delight as she felt her ‘Durgesh darling’s Hindu hands touch her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts.

It wasn’t the first time she had been touched like this.

On her 18th birthday, she had let the only Hindu boyfriend she had ever, had touch her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts through her bra, while we were in my car after a party.

I had suggested having sex with her, as a gift from me on her eighteenth birthday, but, being as shy as she was, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan had not felt comfortable with sex then, even with me, though I was the only boyfriend she had ever.

“Why another boyfriend is needed?” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan argued with her teenager girlfriends, “You all claim you have fucked Durgesh. Don’t you?”

Durgesh sleeps too unconscious, so deep asleep he is that even the entire womankind would rape him then, he would never be even aware of it.” Zakiyah Musharraf Parvez announced.

“Nonsense!”

“Don’t believe it if you don’t want to.” Zakiyah Musharraf Parvez shrugged her shoulders.

“You claim you all my teenager girlfriends have already fucked the great Durgesh?” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan teased them sarcastically.

“Of course,” Zakiyah Musharraf Parvez winked at her, “your idiosyncrasy, we are not as moron as you are that you only love him. We do make love to him as well.”

“You teenagers, most of you being just eighteen only? Barely legal adults?” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan smiled making a joke of them.

Zakiyah Musharraf Parvez watched her, scrutinizing her,

“Well, what’s wrong in it, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Chhammak Chhallo?”

I had removed her bra.

I began kissing her.

She had freaked out and pushed me off her.

I had been none too pleased, but Raziyah Najmul Ħasan had compromised with me.

She would give me a blowjob but no more.

I had smiled,

“A blowjob to me? Darling, perhaps you are forgetting it’s your birthday, not mine. You haven’t to gift me something. I have to gift you.”

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan smiled shrewdly,

“I want a special gift from you.”

“Oh,” I smiled myself now, “you are most welcome my sweet eighteen Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān beloved. Okay. Tell me what do you want from me as your special gift?”

“The best you have.”

“Your Uncut Hindu Lund, of course!” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan smiled, “what else you have is the best?”

“Isn’t that what I’ve offered to you?”

“Yes, but you offered it to me only for once.”

I sighed,

“I’ve countless Musalmān Beauties as my Live in Relationship Partners. I can’t gift you better.”

“Yes, you can. Let me be your new Live in Relationship Partner too.”

I was startled.

“You are just eighteen, Raziyah darling.”

“So what? Haven’t you other just-eighteen Live in Relationship Partners?”

“Yes,” I sighed, “I have. But either they themselves forced me to it, their guardians or some special circumstances. I don’t really love it.”

“That’s the special gift I want from you on my eighteenth birthday. Love it too in my case.”

I had agreed and she had tried her best to do a good job, which she thought she had due to the fact she did really want to be doing it.

I had held her head down and came down her throat forcing her to swallow my Hindu cum, and making her gag.

Now, she had her ‘Durgesh darling’ touching her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts.

Ok, not in quite the same way, but there was contact and she loved it.

I moved my wet hands over her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts leaving large handprints on the thin material covering her.

I could feel her nipples hardening against my palms as my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s mouth opened and she moaned loudly.

Realizing what I was doing I pulled my hands away from her.

I wanted to stand up and walk away, but my Uncut Hindu Lund was stopping that plan.

It would be pretty obvious I felt the same way she did when I stood up and had a huge bulge in my pants.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moved her head back to its normal position and looked at her ‘Durgesh darling’.

I looked away from her teasingly.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan  smiled nervously then bit her lower lip.

I looked back at her, straight in her eyes, ready to apologize teasingly for my actions when Raziyah Najmul Ħasan leaned forward and, placing her hands on my shoulders, kissed me on my lips.

My eyes opened wide as my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything kissed me gently.

No tongue, just her lips sitting on mine.

I knew she was not very confident and hadn’t had much, if any, sexual contact with anyone other than me, so I was surprised by her boldness but didn’t want to push her too much.

Besides, I was in surprise at this.

I managed to go into the living room.

Not wanting to show my bulge too much, I leaned forward as I went.

The surprise had subsided a bit, but I couldn’t bring myself to stay outside with Raziyah Najmul Ħasan any longer.

It didn’t take long before she came to me.

I looked to the door to see Raziyah Najmul Ħasan’s sexy form walking towards me, her hips swaying and her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts bouncing slightly as she moved. “Durgesh, I’m sorry.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said as she sat down next to her ‘Durgesh darling’ on the sofa.

“No Raziyah Najmul Ħasan, I am.” I said as I looked straight at my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything.

She smiled nervously,

“Durgesh, I really love you. You know that, don’t you?” she asked causing me to spin back to her.

Had she just said that?

Had little, shy Raziyah Najmul Ħasan just admitted she loved her utmost experienced Hindu lover?

“I… I really like you too.” I said quietly as I saw Raziyah Najmul Ħasan close the gap between our faces.

I felt an unstoppable force pull me into my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything.

Our ashvinātam mouths met once more and, just as before, no tongues were used.

I was tempted, but was cautious Raziyah Najmul Ħasan would not really like it.

I just wanted to make her happy by doing what she wanted and not pushing her too much.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan was having the same thoughts about her ‘Durgesh darling’.

She was nervous about what she was doing, but wanted to overcome this and please me.

She slowly opened her lips and let her tongue slide up to my lips, wetting them with her saliva.

I was surprised but responded the same.

Our tongues met for the first time barely touching at first but soon they were all over each other, first mine then Raziyah Najmul Ħasan’s.

Each was invading the other’s mouth, exploring every crevice they could find.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moved closer to her ‘Durgesh darling’  sliding her legs over me so she sat over my lap and looking down at me she smiled, holding my shoulders as I brought my hands to her back looking for the bikini straps.

I soon found them and in a rapid move of my fingers untied the thin material.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan watched as she saw the orange material drop from her chest revealing her heaving Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts to her vigilant looking utmost experienced Hindu lover.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan smiled again as she saw her ‘Durgesh darling’ kissing her ample breasts.

When she thought, I had kissed enough she brought her arms around my neck and began kissing me herself deeply.

I was still fully clothed as my half naked extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Plaything began to rub her uncovered breasts onto my Hindu chest.

The tee-shirt material scratched her sensitive nipples, almost painfully.

She pulled back and grabbed it by the base pulling it up.

I lifted my arms helping Raziyah Najmul Ħasan to take it over my head.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan looked back at her ‘Durgesh darling’ more satisfied now that we both were topless now.

Her shyness was fading by the second, overcome by her sense of need for her ‘Durgesh darling’.

I felt my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything reach between them and undo my jeans before kissing me once more.

Our kiss had been going on for some time now and I was beginning to grow a little impatient to get inside my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything, she was just so stunning it was driving me close to cumming right there and then.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan was feeling the same now and responded when her ‘Durgesh darling’ began to lean her back on the sofa.

We laid together, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan on her back with her ‘Durgesh darling’ between her legs.

Only a pair of bikini bottoms and boxer shorts was between us.

I was getting more turned on by the second as I and Raziyah Najmul Ħasan kissed passionately.

I slid my hands over her chest massaging her nipples before sliding my hands to her smooth splendid wonderful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān thighs pushing them around her waist until I was ready to remove her bikini bottoms and slide my Uncut Hindu Lund free.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan was getting nervous again, just like on her 18th birthday with her boyfriend.

Everything was coming back and she was starting to get scared.

“Hhmm… I no… No… Durgesh… NO!” She shouted as she pushed at my shoulders.

“Oh Raziyah Najmul Ħasan! I’m sorry.” I apologized quickly as I pushed off her, letting her sit up.

“Oh, I’m sorry… I’m sorry.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said almost crying.

“No! It’s fine Raziyah Najmul Ħasan. Honest, it’s fine.” I tried to assure my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything.

“I… I want to. Just, not now,” She said, sucking back some tears as she looked at her ‘Durgesh darling’.

I smiled to mask my embarrassment and the consequent disappointment somewhat.

“Hhmm… did I do this?” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan asked as she first looked then grabbed my Uncut Hindu Lund through my boxer shorts.

She may not have been ready to have sex but she knew one thing she could do for me; the same as she had for her ‘boyfriend’.

“Here, let me take care of this.” She said as she kissed her ‘Durgesh darling’s chest, slowly moving down to my stomach before kissing the material covering my Uncut Hindu Lund.

I watched as my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything flipped her hair out of her way and brought her hands up to push the boxer shorts out the way.

I felt her pull them by the waistband down my legs, letting my Uncut Hindu Lund spring free in front of her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan licked her red crimson awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān lips as she saw her ‘Durgesh darling’s Uncut Hindu Lund twitching in front of her.

She looked up at her ‘Durgesh darling’.

I had my eyes closed in preparation.

Smiling, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan obliged me, lowering her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān open mouth onto the head of my Uncut Hindu Lund, licking all the pre-cum that had accumulated from the foreplay and almost sex we had enjoyed.

I moaned as I felt my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth move slowly down my Uncut Hindu Shaft, her red crimson Pakistani Sunni Musalmān tongue licking the underside as she continued to apply a little more pressure with her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth.

My Uncut Hindu Lund jerked as my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything pulled it out of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth until just the head was left in.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan tried to smile around my Uncut Hindu Lund as she lowered her beautiful head again.

Soon she was in a steady rhythm, bouncing her lovely Pakistani Sunni Musalmān neck when she reached the top and bottom of her ‘Durgesh darling’s Uncut Hindu Lund.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

Was she crazy?

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan  sucked my Uncut Hindu Lund  for hours nonstop.

Ultimately, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan and I both knew that I wouldn’t last long anymore.

I had been so turned on by what had happened before.

I was starting to get that feeling in my balls, the contracting feeling that males know only too well, which means that they’re gonna blow any second.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan felt her ‘Durgesh darling’s Uncut Hindu Lund jerk as the first blast of my Hindu cum shot out of the head.

She quickly remembered back to when her boyfriend had held her beautiful head down and forced her to swallow my Hindu cum.

She couldn’t forget the feeling of gagging when it hit her throat.

She was really scared, but her love for her ‘Durgesh darling’ overcame that and she closed her eyes as she felt my Hindu cum hit the roof of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth, followed by another and several more and more after that.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth was nearly full of my Hindu Vīrý now and she was forced to swallow.

To her surprise, she actually liked the taste of my Hindu cum as it slid down her Pakistani Sunni Musalmān throat and into her stomach.

She licked my Uncut Hindu Lund clean before pulling her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth off.

She had been kneeling in front of her ‘Durgesh darling’  while going down on me and now I had finished she got up and sat next to me again.

Snuggling into my side, she laid down over my lap feeling my wet Uncut Hindu Lund pressing into her stomach as she leaned her chin on the back of her hands.

“What about you?” I asked my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything, realizing it had been me who had been given all the pleasure.

“I’m fine.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said smiling, happy that her ‘Durgesh darling’ was satisfied.

In reality, she was really desperate for some kind of relief.

“Tell me what you want me to do.” I said as I rubbed her massive grand gorgeous firm excellently round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān ass.

“I can’t. It’s embarrassing. Stop it!” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said giggling.

“Trust me.” I said as I slid my hand up her back to her shoulders.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan smiled and turned over on my lap.

She slid down the sofa a bit until she was nicely settled. I had opened my legs slightly wider and made a little gap for her to settle into with her shoulders and lower back.

Her beautiful head was over my left thigh and the little curve of the small of her back rested on my right.

She brought her hands to her chest and squeezed them together tightly.

I smiled down at my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything as she settled down.

She looked so little and innocent lying there on my lap.

I wouldn’t have believed this little girl had just given me oral sex if I hadn’t been there.

Still smiling I brought my left hand to her excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī enticing Pakistani Sunni Musalmān crotch and lightly began rubbing her outer lips through the thin material that covered it.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan squeezed her eyes shut as she felt my warm Hindu hand press slightly harder into her excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī enticing Pakistani Sunni Musalmān crotch.

Slowly, I pulled my hand to the top of the bikini bottoms and slid my fingertips under the elastic rim getting a feel of the small mound of thin pubic hair that capped off Raziyah Najmul Ħasan’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

“HHHMMM… a little lower.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moaned as she felt her ‘Durgesh darling’s hard Uncut Hindu Lund  slide towards her wet, dripping lips.

My Uncut Hindu Lund  moved lower.

“A little lower.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said again as she felt my Uncut Hindu Lund  move closer.

My Uncut Hindu Lund  went lower.

“A little lower.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan suddenly felt my Uncut Hindu Lund  reach the top of her lovely ravenous quivering Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān slit as she said it a third time.

I moved my Uncut Hindu Lund  all the way down her wet slit then back up again being careful not to press my Uncut Hindu Lund  into her unless told to.

“Aahh… Now make little circles.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan panted as she felt her ‘Durgesh darling’ move my Uncut Hindu Lund  back up to the top.

I followed her instructions and started to make little circular movements with my Uncut Hindu Lund  over her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot lips applying slightly more pressure as I went on.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan started to moan louder as I increased my speed pressing my Uncut Hindu Lund  into her.

I looked at my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face.

She was tweaking her nipples as she moaned louder from the buildup that was starting in the pit of her stomach.

It was the same feeling she had had the only time she had brought herself to orgasm, a few years previously.

She was scared then and was again now.

“Hhhhhhhaaaaa… hhhmmmmmm… STOP!” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan shouted frantically as she sat up quickly.

I pulled my Uncut Hindu Lund  away from her.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moved away from me and sat at the opposite end of the sofa.

“I’m sorry, it’s not you.” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said as she calmed down slightly.

“It’s ok Raziyah Najmul Ħasan. It’s supposed to be like that.” I tried to reassure her as she gave me a wavering smile.

“Thank you. You always wonder why we teenagers are so crazy for you that my teenager Musalmān girlfriends have even raped you while you are sleeping. Well, let me tell you now. You are the utmost experienced utmost patient Hindu lover of us Musalmān Beauties. You never force yourself upon us. You are too experienced to do it.”

I smiled,

“Thank you Raziyah Najmul Ħasan.”

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan smiled,

“You let us take our time patiently. You don’t even tell my teenager Musalmān girlfriends when they fuck you entirely unashamed of themselves that you are not sleeping unconscious. You are wide awake instead.”

I smiled.

“It may humiliate them.”

“Yes, so you let them enjoy fucking you as they damn please pretending utmost incredible deep sleep.”

I smiled,

“What else can I do for your innocent teenager Musalmān girlfriends?”

“They are not innocent. They are very smart, shrewd, scheming and they can humiliate an army even, if they don’t like.”

I laughed.

“Even then, what’s wrong in letting them to have their little play and pleasure as they damn please?”

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan laughed.

“Allah! Really perhaps you are the ever-best utmost patient, yet utmost ravenous, Hindu lover of us Musalmān Beauties. I know these both are contradictory attributes, yet you amazingly manage successfully to have them simultaneously. I congratulate you.”

I smiled, opened my arms and Raziyah Najmul Ħasan moved into them giving me a nice wet kiss.

She settled like a baby into my arms and closed her eyes.

I kissed her on the forehead and pulled her close to my chest as she drifted off to sleep.

I smiled as I thought about what had happened in my life, in this mansion, over the past few days.

Ok, so I didn’t get to have sex with Raziyah Najmul Ħasan, but I had shared something special with her that nothing could replace.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan woke up as I carried her to her bedroom.

“How long have I been asleep?” she asked her ‘Durgesh darling’ as she was carried, bridal style, up the stairs, towards her bedroom.

“An hour. The others will be back soon so I wanted to put you to bed so you could get some sleep.” I replied as we reached the top of the stairs.

“Thanks Durgesh darling. For everything.” she said, as she was laid down on her bed and received a soft kiss on her lips.

“No problem Raziyah Najmul Ħasan. You get some rest. I love you.” I headed for the door, closing it behind me.

Once again, I found myself reflecting on the amazing turn my life had taken in this mansion and how wonderful it was.

A Hindu in Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Babeland!

Wasn’t it?

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was home from work.

“Hi Durgesh darling. Had a good day?”

Eīshān! What a close one with Raziyah Najmul Ħasan.” I whispered to myself.

“What did you say?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked.

She knew I had said something but couldn’t quite make it out fully.

“I said yeah. How was yours?” I lied.

I had become quite expert at that, in recent times more.

Not in malicious lies, but in little white lies that didn’t really hurt people.

“Fine, but I’m glad to be off work now. It’s so boring supervising cutting people’s hair from 10 until 6 everyday.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan said as she went to get a sandwich from the fridge.

“Bored? Surely not? You love your job, don’t you?” I asked.

I was starting to get cautious once again.

I had never heard Navīdah Najmul Ħasan criticize her job before, but now she was saying she wasn’t happy with it.

If she quit then that would put yet another obstacle between me and Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, being all alone from ten to five, most days of the week.

“Yeah, I’ve felt like this for a while now but never said anything to our ever thirty Ammī, Āsiyah Jahāngīr,  or you lot because I didn’t want you to worry about me finding a new job if I quit.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan admitted to her surprised utmost experienced Hindu lover.

“Quit? Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, you never quit anything.” I said trying to convince her she really did like her job if only to keep her out of the way of me and Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

“I know Durgesh, but I’ve been doing supervising hairdressing for 5 years now,” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan said as she took a bit out of her sandwich, “I just think there must be something else out there for me.” A little bit of the lettuce dropped from the bottom and down the top of her T-shirt into her cleavage.

I watched as the little, green, bit of leaf fell onto the top of her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts.

My eyes were suddenly transfixed by the site of her cleavage.

It was magical to see.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan had a wonderful set of Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts that never really got to be shown off by revealing tops.

She was much shyer than the others were, but still had had a few Hindu boyfriends in her time.

She did really like her athletic Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body.

She was perfectly built.

Large breast and the gym workouts showed in her toned physique but that wasn’t how she had seen herself and, as a result, she only wore clothes that would cover her excellent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body more fully.

Today was an exception.

She had been very hot, as had everyone else, and been forced to wear a more revealing top.

It was red, quite tight, its fabric clinging to her athletic Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body, and cut off just above the bellybutton; revealing her thin waist to all.

The top was sleeveless and had instead, two, rather thin, straps holding it up over her shoulders where the low cut neck showed off her outstanding superb Pakistani Sunni Musalmān cleavage beautifully.

The pants were a tight pair of blue jeans that hugged her legs and showed off her tight exquisite excellent Pakistani Sunni Musalmān ass.

Altogether, she was a ravishing site to behold by any man.

“Durgesh… Durgesh…”

I heard my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything saying my name and realized she had been talking to me while I had been staring at her.

“What?” I said snapping my attention to her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face and off her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts.

“What are you looking at?” she asked somewhat mischievously.

“You’ve dropped some of your sandwich.” I said pointing at the little greenery on her outstanding superb Pakistani Sunni Musalmān cleavage.

“Oh crap!” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan exclaimed as she reached for it but only managed to push it deeper into the valley her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts made.

I watched my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything push her hand down her top further, wishing it was my hand that was touching her.

But I had Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan and had, had Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan and almost Raziyah Najmul Ħasan so I should be satisfied.

Still, I couldn’t help but wish.

“Allah! Oh, shit! I just can’t grab it. You wouldn’t mind if I took my top off and got it. Would you Durgesh?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked as she fumbled to grab the veggie leaf.

“Err… no Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, go ahead.” I said, secretly thanking Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā  my sexy extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Plaything  was going to take her top off in front of me.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan smiled and grabbed the bottom of her small top, pulling it up and over her beautiful head, letting it rest on the back of her shoulders.

Her bra was now the only thing, between her naked Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts and her ‘Durgesh darling’s gawking Hindu eyes.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan didn’t realize her ‘Durgesh darling’ was watching her as she reached her hand inside the bra and pulled the small leaf out.

“That’s better. I wouldn’t be able to settle down knowing it was still there if I had left it,” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan smiled as she looked at her ‘Durgesh darling’.

I was looking directly at her chest, my hands covering my crotch, shamelessly.

“Something wrong?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked.

Teasingly?

I wasn’t sure.

I blinked my eyes rapidly.

‘Caught again’ I thought as I moved my line of sight to my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s face once more.

“No, nothing. Look, I should be going upstairs. I’ve got things to do.” I said as I sauntered past my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything and up the stairs.

“I bet you do.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan said quietly as she watched me saunter past her.

I went straight into my bedroom slamming the door quite confidently behind myself.

‘How could I let her see me looking like that? What’s she going to think of me?’ Type questions were racing through my head as I heard a knock on my door.

“Er… come in.” I said quickly checking to see if anything needed moving before my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything entered my room.

“Hi Durgesh darling. You ok in here? You rather hurried off somewhat just then.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan commented as she opened her ‘Durgesh darling’s door and entered my room.

“Yeah, I’m fine, no problems.” I smiled from across the room before looking innocently straight at my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan  smiled back at me.

“That’s good. I just thought something was, up, after I took my top off for that second.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan said to which I squirmed a bit in my seat.

“Nope, fine, nothing’s up.” I said. ‘Yet another white lie’ I thought as I remembered my hard-on.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was twenty-six years old.

Eight years elder to Raziyah Najmul Ħasan.

Two years younger to Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

Two years elder to Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan.

I’m already fucking her eldest sister, her Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan Bājī.

I’m already fucking her younger sister Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan.

I’m already having excellent exquisite passionate blowjobs from her youngest sister Raziyah Najmul Ħasan.

Now, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan too?

Well, why not?

Why the hell, not?

“Oh, ok then. But if anything does come up just be sure to tell me and I’ll see what I can do about it, won’t you?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked her ‘Durgesh darling’.

For a split second, I thought ‘does Navīdah Najmul Ħasan mean what I think she did?

No surly not’.

“Will do Navīdah Najmul Ħasan. Thanks.” I finally answered as she walked out of my room.

When she was gone, I lay down on my bed thinking about what had happened.

Did Navīdah Najmul Ħasan really mean if anything comes ‘up’ as in if I come up?

‘Surely not. ‘I thought, ‘Navīdah Najmul Ħasan is sophisticated. But then again, so are Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan and Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan and look what’s happened with them.’ I thought about it for a long time, alone, in my room.

Downstairs Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was sitting alone in the living room when Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan came home.

“Hi Navīdah Najmul Ħasan! What are you doing alone in here?” she asked her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister as she dropped the bags she was carrying to the table in the kitchen and made her way into the living room.

“Oh, nothing. Just sitting here, trying to cool off, that’s all.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan said with a smile as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan sat next to her on the sofa.

“So what’s been going on Navīdah Najmul Ħasan? I know that look.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked.

It was true, she could read the others like a book, and she knew, just from looking at Navīdah Najmul Ħasan that something was on her mind.

“Oh Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan , it’s Durgesh.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan sighed as she looked at her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister.

“Durgesh,” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan sounded nervous, “What’s happened?” she inquired.

“It’s just… I don’t know.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was reluctant to tell her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Bājī the truth.

How could she tell she fancied her ‘Durgesh darling’ to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Bājī?

“Go on, what is it?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan probed.

“It’s just that, well, oh… I can’t tell you!” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan wiped a little tear from her eyes as she struggled not to tell Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan the truth.

“Hey… hey… hey… Come on, you know you can tell me anything. Now, what’s Durgesh has done to hurt you? Cuz I’ll hurt him if it’s anything bad.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan smiled as she put her arm around her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān younger twenty-six years old Sister lovingly.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was only two years younger than she was.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan naturally felt Navīdah Najmul Ħasan closer to her than she felt even Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan.

Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan was four years younger than Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

Yet Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan shared her secret that she was in love with me, and having sex with me as well.

Why can’t now she share it with Navīdah Najmul Ħasan as well, if it’s needed?

“He’s done nothing to hurt me. It’s just that, that’s the problem! He’s too nice, and I… I…” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan stopped short of saying it.

“What are you trying to say Navīdah Najmul Ħasan?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked, as her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister Navīdah Najmul Ħasan sobbed into her shoulder.

“Bājī, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, I love Durgesh. I love Durgesh very much. Even more than my life too.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan finally said the words she had wanted to for so long.

“I do too Navīdah Najmul Ħasan. So what?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said not registering what Navīdah Najmul Ħasan meant.

“No Bājī, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, I really love Durgesh.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan said as she sniffed back the tears.

“I do too… Oh! You mean you ‘loveDurgesh!” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan suddenly realized what her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister had said.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan nodded into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eldest Sister’s shoulder.

“Yes! As a woman loves a man. I love Durgesh as a woman loves a man. Don’t be mad Bājī, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan. I can’t help it! What am I going to do?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan sobbed yet again as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan rubbed her shoulder.

“Sshh, don’t worry Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, it’s ok. I know just how you feel.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said as she rubbed her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister a little harder.

“What do you know about how I feel?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked as she pulled her beautiful head away from her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, and looked deep into her exquisite excellent extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes.

“I feel the same way as you do about Durgesh,” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  admitted to her shocked extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Plaything , “But Durgesh  and me have taken things a bit, farther, if you know what I mean?”

“You mean, you two have, Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! Oh my God, Bājī, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan! You are already having sex with Durgesh?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was stunned by what she had just been told, who wouldn’t be.

“Twice.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said with a little smile, confidently now.

“TWICE,” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan shouted, “Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah! Oh my God! Who else knows?”

“Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan and, I think Raziyah Najmul Ħasan.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said calmly.

“Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan and Raziyah Najmul Ħasan. What the hell do they think about it?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan demanded to know.

She had forgotten all about her feelings for now.

“Well, Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan has slept with Durgesh  too, and I think Raziyah Najmul Ħasan did,” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  admitted to her shocked extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Plaything , “So, you see, you’re not the only one to ‘love’ Durgesh, the Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, the Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam, the Hindu Piyā of us Musalmān Beauties.”

“Allah! Oh God. I don’t know what to think.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was at a loss what should she be feeling now.

She just didn’t know.

“It’s ok you know. It’s fine with us and I’m sure Durgesh has no complaints.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said as she took her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister by the hand.

“Bājī, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, I just don’t know what to say or feel. It’s all just such a shock.” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan admitted.

Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Bājī held her hand tighter for a little reassurance.

“It’s ok to feel the way you do. I do, and have for a long time now. Look, why don’t you go and lie down for a while. Our ever thirty Ammī, Āsiyah Jahāngīr,  Rizwānah Najmul Ħasan and Sāliħah Najmul Ħasan will be home soon and you don’t want to look like you’ve been crying. Do you?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan  shook her beautiful head implying ‘no’.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan smiled as she watched Navīdah Najmul Ħasan go upstairs wiping away the tears she had just shed.

She would have to tell Durgesh about this new development in their tangled lives.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan opened her door to find Raziyah Najmul Ħasan lying asleep on her bed.

She smiled and made her way over to her own bed and laid down on it.

Wiping her exquisite excellent extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes, she looked over at her sleeping extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān sister.

Thinking about her and me together she wondered, could it really be so wrong?

Only because I was a Hindu?

Only because Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was a Pakistani Sunni Musalmān?

Nonsense!

Only because Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was twenty-six and Durgesh was sixty-two, as he was so insistent?

Nonsense!

It was natural that they love Durgesh.

Moreover Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was more confident now that Hindus are made for Musalmān Beauties and Musalmān Beauties are made for Hindus.

No one can separate them ever.

They are inseparable.

Musalmān Beauties and Hindu males are ever inseparables.

Made for each other.

Mad for each other!

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan was still downstairs when the door opened.

Her ever thirty Ammī, Āsiyah Jahāngīr, and extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān sister Sāliħah Najmul Ħasan came in.

They had shared the same car back home.

Sāliħah Najmul Ħasan had joined Āsiyah Jahāngīr.

Her own car was suddenly not in the condition she could use it.

After they had dropped their coats and bags she greeted them both with a hug then quickly made her way upstairs and into her ‘Durgesh darling’s room.

“Durgesh, you awake in here?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked as she entered my room.

She found me slumped on my bed, awake, and deep in thought.

“Hi sweetie. I’ve got some news for you.” She gave me a kiss and lay down next to me pressing tightly into my body, grabbing my Uncut Hindu Penis mischievously.

“What is it?” I asked as I put my arms around my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s waist.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan always took my mind off whatever I was pondering these days.

“Well… it’s about Navīdah Najmul Ħasan…” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan started but she was soon stopped by my interruption.

“Navīdah Najmul Ħasan? Eīshān! Oh God! What is it Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan?” I asked, my face showing my concern as I sat up in bed and let go of her.

“It’s ok, its ok. What happened earlier with you two?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked, knowing her ‘Durgesh darling’ would tell her what Navīdah Najmul Ħasan would not.

“Well, she was eating a sandwich and she dropped some lettuce down her top and well, she sort of got me a bit hot as she took off her top and got it. She caught me staring at her and I think she’s mad at me, or something.” I told my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

She hugged close to me pushing her massive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts into my back as she kissed my neck reassuringly.

“She’s not mad at you. Believe me about that.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said into my ear before she kissed it lightly.

“She’s not? How do you know?” I asked.

“We had a little talk and, well, she told me a few things, shall we say.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan whispered as she rubbed her hands down her ‘Durgesh darling’s Hindu body. Down towards my Hindu crotch.

“What things?” I inquired distractedly.

I was starting to get less cautious now.

My outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, was getting me more aroused.

“She fancies you Durgesh. Just like Suraiyā Najmul Ħasan, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan, and me.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said as she grabbed my Uncut Hindu Lund again through the jeans I was wearing.

“She what?” I couldn’t believe it.

“She… fancies… you. Just like I do.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said again as she started to rub my Uncut Hindu Lund through the thick jeans.

“So she did mean what I thought.” I said quietly as my Uncut Hindu Lund pulsed and ached for release from its confines.

“What was that?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked as she swung around so she was in front of her ‘Durgesh darling’ now.

“Nothing.” I retorted as I leaned in and kissed my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything.

With a flurry, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  followed suit and began pressing her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts into her ‘Durgesh darling’s Hindu chest as she pressed her red crimson Pakistani Sunni Musalmān tongue into my Indian Hindu mouth.

I moaned into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth as I felt her hands unzip my fly and undo the button on my jeans.

She was pulling them open with both hands as I wrapped my arms around her back pulling her tight into my Hindu body.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan smiled as she leaned back from my kiss and looked at the Hindu bulge in my boxer shorts.

It didn’t take long before we were both naked and lying on my bed.

Our clothes scattered around the floor.

I was on my back with my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, leaning over my Hindu body on her hands and knees.

Her massive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts swung just above my hard Uncut Hindu Lund as she swayed, looking into my Hindu eyes she saw an ashvinātam passion she knew was reflected in hers as well.

A passion that needed to be extinguished in the only way we both knew how.

I watched as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan crawled up my Hindu body lowering her chest, so her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts slammed across my skin.

Her erect nipples being pulled across my soft skin sent shock waves through her entire body and she felt her juices start running down her inner thighs.

She was so wet, from just the foreplay!

I watched, mesmerized, as this goddess of Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān female lust crawled up my Hindu body.

She occasionally stopped to plant a kiss on my body before moving higher and higher, until finally, she could reach down with her left hand and take hold of my hard Uncut Hindu Lund.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan gripped it tightly as she moved her hips over me and positioned the head at the entrance to her extremely wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

I smiled as my outstandingly stunning Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything lowered her excellent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body down onto me and the two became one.

“Oohh.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan moaned as she felt herself being stretched by my invading Uncut Hindu Lund, as it slid up her tight but wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān canal.

“Aarrgghh! There!” I expelled as I felt my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s pubic bone hit mine.

I was as deepest as I could go and we both knew what was going to happen now.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan smiled as she lifted herself off her ‘Durgesh darling’.

My Uncut Hindu Lund was constantly being held tight by my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot muscles as she let all but the head fall from her athletic Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan stayed in this position for a while.

Awhile?

Perhaps as long as a complete hour, I think.

She was my Uncut Hindu Lund fully embedded deepest into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

All her gym work really helped her out as she held all her weight on just her flexed legs, holding her excellent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body just high enough for her ‘Durgesh darling’s Uncut Hindu Lund-head to stay inside, but no more.

Smiling, then she lowered herself once more.

My Hindu mind went wild as I felt the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān warmth envelop my wet Uncut Hindu Lund yet again.

The wetness was unbelievable as my Uncut Hindu Lund was once more pulled out slowly of my extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān plaything’s ravenous warm confines.

Both Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan and I started to moan as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan began to increase the pace of her lifts and drops.

Her ‘Durgesh darling’  was holding her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts, loving them as they bounced with every up and down thrust she made on her my aching Uncut Hindu Lund.

“Aarrgghh! Yyeess, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, yyeess!” I cried out as I felt her tighten her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot muscles even more; making a harder grip on me to increase  the connection between both of us.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan shouted out as her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān clit hit her ‘Durgesh darling’s Hindu pubic bone every time she slammed her excellent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body down on my Uncut Hindu Lund.

While Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan and I were screaming in my room Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was still looking at Raziyah Najmul Ħasan who was starting to stir in her bed.

She had a look of satisfaction on her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face and Navīdah Najmul Ħasan’s mind went back to what Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan had said about her and me.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan didn’t realize that there was anyone else in the room with her.

As she woke up, she stretched a hand down to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot letting it settle before giving it a little rub.

“Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! Aahh, God, Durgesh, that was so nice.” she moaned out loud as she brought her hand back to her chest and gave each nipple a little nip.

“That good is he?”

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan shot up in bed and looked over to see Navīdah Najmul Ħasan lying on her stomach looking at her with a smile.

“Navīdah Najmul Ħasan! I didn’t think you were…. I was just…. Allah, oh God… I…” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan stammered as she tried to explain to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister what she had just been doing.

“It’s ok Raziyah Najmul Ħasan. I know about everything. So, that good was he?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked again.

Raziyah Najmul Ħasan resigned herself to not being able to lie anymore so she decided to be honest.

Durgesh was so nice to me. We didn’t do anything I didn’t want to. It was so special!” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan said dreamily.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan smiled.

She had made up her mind.

She had to have Durgesh right now or never, and never wasn’t an option.

She made her way to my room, without thinking grabbed the doorknob, and swung the door open.

She was greeted by the cry of:

“Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! OOHH! ALLAAAAAAAAAAAAH DURGESH! YES!” as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan came hard all over her ‘Durgesh darling’s Uncut Hindu Lund which was buried deepest inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī  Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot .

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan stood, open mouthed, as her eldest sibling, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan, fucked me relentlessly on the bed across the room from her.

Walking in, she slammed the door close to get the attention of her ‘Durgesh darling’ and oldest extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Bājī, Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

It worked.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan looked over her shoulder and smiled as she saw Navīdah Najmul Ħasan watching them.

I sat up and looked under Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s arm to see who stood watching.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Oh God, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan! This is…” I tried somewhat to push Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan off myself.

But it was no use.

She was staying resolutely right where she was.

“It’s just how it looks Navīdah Najmul Ħasan.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan said calmly as she once more ground her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot into her ‘Durgesh darling’  causing me to fall back down from the pleasure of it.

“Can anyone join in or is it just a private thing you have here?” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan asked Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  smiled and just nodded her approval.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan removed her clothes and dropped them on the pile made of her ‘Durgesh darling’s and extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s.

She walked, swaying her hips sexily, over to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister.

She watched Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s extremely stunning gorgeous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān ass squeeze with every upwards pull of her athletic Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body.

And she watched as her ‘Durgesh darling’s absolutely outstanding marvelous unique Uncut Hindu Lund came into view then disappeared back again, deepest into Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot , dragging a moan from her.

Once she was close enough, she could smell the distinctive smell of two people having ashvinātam sex.

It was intoxicating, and brought out the primal Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān female lust that they all had inside deep down.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan turned her beautiful head to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister and brought her hands off her ‘Durgesh darling’s chest placing it on either side of Navīdah Najmul Ħasan’s face to bring it down to hers.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan followed her lead and brought her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister’s.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan pressed Navīdah Najmul Ħasan’s red crimson awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān lips to my Hindu male lips, pressing her red crimson Pakistani Sunni Musalmān tongue against my mouth.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan took the hint and opened her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth letting me  invade.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan closed her exquisite excellent extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes as she felt my hands fall onto her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān buttocks.

They weren’t as large as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s but were more than a handful for me.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan knew just what to do to get Navīdah Najmul Ħasan going.

She winked at me, I twisted her nipples between my thumb, and forefinger as her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth and tongue licked my inside.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan was still lifting and lowering her wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot on my hard Uncut Hindu Lund, but now I was concentrating equally on Navīdah Najmul Ħasan as I was on Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  didn’t mind though.

She was now watching, instead, impishly as her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān younger sister, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, kissed me.

Our tongues massaging each other’s as our hair mixed together, making a contrast; which looked so sexy it was unreal.

I let go of extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Navīdah Najmul Ħasan ’s breasts and pulled back from the kiss.

Looking down at her ‘Durgesh darling’ then back to Navīdah Najmul Ħasan Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  smiled.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, I know you didn’t come here to watch,” she said as she lifted herself off My Uncut Hindu Lund and moved to stand next to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister, “Durgesh‘s all yours, for tonight.”

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan looked at her ‘Durgesh darling’s absolutely outstanding marvelous unique Uncut Hindu Lund.

It was glistening with Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān juice and twitching with my heartbeat.

As she watched it, she felt her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister place her hands on her back and give her a little push towards the bed.

She smiled as she climbed on the bed with her sweaty utmost experienced Hindu lover.

Still looking at my Uncut Hindu Lund, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan  straddled me as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan grabbed it and held it straight up, so Navīdah Najmul Ħasan could just slide straight onto it.

Biting her lower lip, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan started her descent onto the Uncut Hindu Lund at the entrance of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

It pushed her open slightly causing her to moan out as she was invaded by this foreign object.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  gave encouragement to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister  as she watched my Uncut Hindu Lund slide inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot  for the first time.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan grit her teeth as she felt the full feeling she had felt never before, surrendering her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān virginity to me.

She kept going until she felt her ‘Durgesh darling’s Hindu pubic bone hit hers.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan  had done it.

She had got her ‘Durgesh darling’s absolutely outstanding marvelous unique Uncut Hindu Lund fully inside her, now it was time to enjoy herself.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan kissed her cheek and rubbed her shoulders lightly as she watched Navīdah Najmul Ħasan start to raise her excellent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body like Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan had been doing before.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan may have never had sex before, but her natural instincts took over and soon she was thrashing around on her ‘Durgesh darling’ like a Musalmān woman possessed to a Hindu.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan stood still, watching Navīdah Najmul Ħasan as her erect firm superbly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān breasts bounced around wildly; her hair covering her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face, then being thrown back by the next bounce.

It was so sexy hearing her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, moan along with her ‘Durgesh darling’ Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan couldn’t take much more of it, she had to get involved.

Grabbing her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister ’s face in both hands she turned her beautiful head and pushed her red crimson Pakistani Sunni Musalmān tongue back into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan responded and kissed her back passionately as she continued to ride their utmost experienced Hindu lover, Durgesh.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan soon sat on her ‘Durgesh darling’s chest, facing her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister.

Their breasts pressed into each other squashing the soft, yet firm, flesh.

Their nipples tickling the other’s, sending both into a frenzy of orgasms.

They wrapped their arms around each other holding on tight as they both screamed out.

No one seemed to care if any of the others heard them.

Right now, only they mattered.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan let go first and leaned back placing her hands between her ‘Durgesh darling’s legs.

Her arms behind herself resulted in her pushing her chest out for Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  took the invitation and leaned her beautiful head down onto Navīdah Najmul Ħasan’s left breast, taking the nipple into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth and giving it a little bite.

Not hard, enough to cause pain, only pleasure.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan shouted out bringing her right hand behind her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister’s head, holding her in position, not letting her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth move from it.

I was now rubbing Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan’s back as she licked and kissed Navīdah Najmul Ħasan’s nipples, squeezing the flesh as she did so.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was still grinding onto her ‘Durgesh darling’ and doing her best to bounce on my Uncut Hindu Lund.

I was so big inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Cunt that she was having trouble moving around.

But with the attention she was getting from her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister, who was now sliding her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot over her ‘Durgesh darling’s chest, leaving a wet trail where she had been, she was once more approaching orgasm.

We fucked whole night nonstop similarly, not changing even our positions.

Then I, too, was getting close to my own climax.

I had held off as long as possible but it was getting hard now.

I had both Navīdah Najmul Ħasan and Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan sitting on me, fucking now me alternately nonstop, passionately and savagely.

“Aarrgghh! Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I’m gonna cuuuummmmmmm!” I announced as Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan pushed her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot   back onto my Hindu  lips her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot smelling so sweet I thought I was in heaven.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan started to shake from her own orgasm once more as she felt My Uncut Hindu Lund swelling inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot.

My Uncut Hindu Lund was as deepest as it would go when I exploded inside Navīdah Najmul Ħasan.

“Aarrgghh Allaaaaaaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaah!  yyeess! Yes! YES!” Navīdah Najmul Ħasan screamed as she felt the red hot blasts of my Hindu cum soaking her inner Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān walls.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan smiled as she watched her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, come down from her orgasm and get off my still incredibly hard throbbing Uncut Hindu Lund, finally satisfied.

Finally, satisfied?

At least for the time being, I mean.

Though her lust for me now had more increased.

It was written all across Navīdah Najmul Ħasan’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face.

She was still watching me hungrily though Navīdah Najmul Ħasan had fucked me nonstop almost whole night.

It was so wet that Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan couldn’t resist.

She leaned down and took it into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān mouth licking off the combined cum of Navīdah Najmul Ħasan, mine and herself.

It was a strange, sweet, yet salty, taste.

Once I was fully cleaned Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan got off me too and both Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Pakistani Sunni Musalmān  women stood looking at their exhausted utmost experienced Indian Hindu lover.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan looked at Navīdah Najmul Ħasan.

Navīdah Najmul Ħasan  smiled, as she lay down on me yet again, fully embedded with my Uncut Hindu Lund into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot  once more.

“You two stay here till Navīdah Najmul Ħasan gets more ashvinātam satisfaction from your Uncut Hindu Lund. I’ll make sure no one disturbs you. Then You both should rest, it’s been a long day and night.”

She looked through the pile of clothes for hers.

Finally finding them, she pulled them on taking one last look at still intertwined Navīdah Najmul Ħasan and me.

She made her way out of the room blowing the now ‘sleeping’ ashvinātam pair a kiss as she went.

‘This is going to get interesting’ she thought as she made her way to her bedroom where Raziyah Najmul Ħasan was waiting.

I woke, it had been several hours since my time spent with Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  and Navīdah Najmul Ħasan and both were now gone.

I remembered Navīdah Najmul Ħasan falling asleep with me but I was now alone in bed covered by the sheet, Navīdah Najmul Ħasan must have covered me before she left.

Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan had been in her room with Raziyah Najmul Ħasan while Navīdah Najmul Ħasan was sleeping with her ‘Durgesh darling’ in my room.

“They have! Really?” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan asked her oldest extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān sister intently listening for her answer.

“Yeah I was with them. It was so sweet seeing them doing it.” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan  said with a smile to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister  Raziyah Najmul Ħasan.

“I wish I was there too it must have been really a great sight,” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan sighed as she thought of her time with me, it had been so special.

“Maybe one time you could join us?” Zia Al Momināt Najmul Ħasan asked as she curled up on her bed looking away from her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Sister as the door opened and Navīdah Najmul Ħasan entered.

“Have a good sleep?” Raziyah Najmul Ħasan asked.

A knowing smile was on her awfully lovely splendid wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face as Navīdah Najmul Ħasan walked a little uneasy over to her bed.

After all Navīdah Najmul Ħasan had submitted her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān virginity tonight to me.

Chapter 16

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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam


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