Ved Nagar: 41Posted: January 16, 2013
We all sat around eating dinner.
Arzumand Jahāngīr, Sājidah Imāmuddīn Wahāb and I sat mostly in silence as her parents talked away.
I felt most comfortable.
There I was sitting in between Arzumand Jahāngīr and Sājidah Imāmuddīn Wahāb.
I knew Arzumand Jahāngīr was uneasy about the whole situation.
It was almost two hours later the dinner was finally over.
The Wahābs were dismissing themselves from the table and everyone got to say their goodbyes.
Arzumand Jahāngīr felt relieved to have ended the night and couldn’t wait to get home to get her hands all over me.
She wanted to fuck me now wildly to confirm her possession on my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
It was now Arzumand Jahāngīr’s proud possession, not Sājidah Imāmuddīn Wahāb’s anymore.
“Durgesh, Honey, you were so quiet. Why didn’t you talk to Sājidah Imāmuddīn Wahāb?” Noor Jahān Jahāngīr Durrānī asked me.
“Well, uh I just got a lot on my mind, Ammījān.”
I called Noor Jahān Jahāngīr Durrānī ‘Ammījān’.
I had to.
I had called her ‘Noor Jahān Jahāngīr Durrānī’ at first, but she protested extremely.
“Hey, you Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt.” Noor Jahān Jahāngīr Durrānī had laughed good naturedly, chuckling somewhat, “I know about your immense obsession to enjoy mature Musalmān Beauties. It’s as legendary now as you yourself are. Moreover, I damn care about it. It’s your personal matter with those crazy mature Musalmān Beauties like Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī. But, Not me. Never me. Understand? Remember? Keep myself separate from your Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzīs. ”
Jahāngīr Jalāluddīn said playfully.
“The girl still has a thing for you son,”
Arzumand Jahāngīr shot her Abbū a look of anger.
She didn’t realize she did until after she did it.
“Well we got to get going. I’ve got a big day ahead of me tomorrow and Durgesh gotta give me a ride to work.”
“A ride? What’s wrong with your car sweetie?” Jahāngīr Jalāluddīn asked concerned.
“Well I don’t know. It’s always breaking down on me. It just wasn’t turning on. I left it at the university parking lot.”
“Well, tomorrow I’ll get my friend to tow it for you hun.” Arzumand Jahāngīr’s Abbū reassured.
“Thanks Abbū. Well, goodnight.” Arzumand Jahāngīr kissed her Abbū and Ammī and I followed her outside.*
“Eīshān! You couldn’t wait to get out of there, could you?”
Arzumand Jahāngīr spun around looking deep into my eyes.
“No, I couldn’t! I’m dying to get home now. I want you!”
I felt pleasantly shocked and yet so turned on.
We rushed to get home ready to make love to each other.
Hot hungry love.
We got home and hurried inside.
The apartment was dark yet we didn’t even bother to turn on the lights.
Arzumand Jahāngīr wanted me more than anything.
We kissed hard fiercely.
Arzumand Jahāngīr felt me pick her excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I put her against the wall and trailed kisses down her neck.
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I’m hot right now! I’m so hot!” Arzumand Jahāngīr cooed.
“I too Arzumand Jahāngīr. I’m so fuckin’ horny for you. Eīshān! I’m already hard for you.”
I carried Arzumand Jahāngīr over to my bedroom again quickly taking off her clothes.
I couldn’t wait to be inside her once again.
Loving her the way she should be loved.
I wanted to make sure she’d never forget my touch.
Arzumand Jahāngīr felt every layer of clothes come off and finally she lay naked on my bed.
She turned on the lamp next to my bed to look at me undress for her.
I was almost tearing my clothes off ready to fuck my lover.
I stood there naked in front of her with my Uncut Hindu Cock sticking straight out just for her.
“Get it in me now! Please!” Arzumand Jahāngīr begged as she spread her extremely beautiful Pākistānī Sunnī Musalmān legs.
I looked down at Arzumand Jahāngīr‘s excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī utmost sacred Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot.
Her excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī utmost sacred Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot lips parted letting me see her swollen pink clit.
Eīshān! God, what a sweet excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī utmost sacred Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot she has! So tight and all mine.
I couldn’t wait any longer.
I plunged my Uncut Hindu Cock inside her stuffing her with it.
Arzumand Jahāngīr gasped at the sudden entrance holding on to my shoulders.
I jammed my Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of her fast and hard.
Arzumand Jahāngīr wrapped her extremely beautiful Pākistānī Sunnī Musalmān legs around my Hindu waist pushing me closer to her.
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Keep fucking me. Don’t ever let this feeling go away!” Arzumand Jahāngīr moaned.
I loved the way she felt.
She still felt tight as a virgin and so warm.
I felt her excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī utmost sacred Pakistani Sunni Musalmān Choot clasp around my Uncut Hindu Cock as I fucked her.
She looked so beautiful lying there letting me make love to her.
Her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes never left mine.
I kept my hands on her waist burying myself deepest inside, as deepest as I could go.
“Arzumand Jahāngīr, I wish I could be inside you forever. I love being inside you. I want to cum in you Arzumand Jahāngīr,” I said panting hard.
Arzumand Jahāngīr licked her red crimson quivering juicy Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān lips feeling My Uncut Hindu Cock deepest inside her.
“Yes! Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Cum in me. Oh fuck cum in me good. Let me feel your Hindu seed in me!”
I thrust my hips harder against Arzumand Jahāngīr’s fragile little body.
I could hear my balls slapping against her skin.
My balls were swelling up full of cum ready to explode inside my beautiful maternal cousin.
Deep down I only wished my Hindu cum would be making a baby inside Arzumand Jahāngīr.
That was something we’d have to talk about later, right now I just wanted to let myself go.
“Fuck! I’m cummmming! Oh Arzumand Jahāngīr!” I threw my head back shooting out spurt after spurt of my Hindu cum inside Arzumand Jahāngīr.
Arzumand Jahāngīr felt her nipples harden with each shot of my Hindu cum that entered her excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān body.
“Durgesh ! Yes! Oh Yes! Cum in me babe. Let me keep your Hindu cum inside me.”
I finished my climax and let my still hard Uncut Hindu Cock remain inside Arzumand Jahāngīr.
I lay on to her gasping for air.
It’d been a short but incredible ashvinātam fuck.
The more I was inside her, the more I loved her.
“I’m so in love with you Arzumand Jahāngīr,” I said softly to her.
Arzumand Jahāngīr was closing her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes as I stroked her hair.
“I love you too. Say you’ll never leave me. Just tell me this can go on forever.”
I held her closer.
“I’m yours forever, Arzumand Jahāngīr.”
I kissed her forehead and watched her drift to a deep sleep.*
Al Rashīdah Al Shams sat in Sakīnah Āftāb’s living room in my apartment smoking a joint.
She lay back on the couch still thinking of me.
What in the world was she going to do?
She knew she couldn’t turn her back on her best friend, but then again, Wājidah Akbar never really even cared to ask her what she wanted.
It was always about Wājidah Akbar.
Sakīnah Āftāb came out of the kitchen making her a mixed drink.
She knew she shouldn’t be drinking, but at least she shouldn’t be driving.
She was quiet and Sakīnah Āftāb found that very unusual.
She knew that when her cousin was silent, she was up to something.
She only hoped it wasn’t to get me back with Wājidah Akbar.
“Hey cuz why so quiet?” Sakīnah Āftāb asked handing her the margarita glass.
Al Rashīdah Al Shams sighed heavenly.
“Oh nothing. I think I’m in love.”
Sakīnah Āftāb frowned.
“In love? You said that last time about that Salmān guy and he turned out to be an asshole.”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams smiled.
“No, this guy is different. I just know it. In fact I think you might want Durgesh to get with me.”
Sakīnah Āftāb looked mystified.
“Why is that?”
“Because he happens to be Arzumand Jahāngīr‘s Hindu lover, Durgesh.”
Sakīnah Āftāb’s eyes widened.
“What? Arzumand Jahāngīr‘s Hindu boyfriend? Damn little cuz your right about that. Maybe if you can get on my good side for me, Durgesh’d be able to convince Arzumand Jahāngīr to go out with me!”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams winked at her cousin in agreement.
Sakīnah Āftāb was excited now hoping their plan would work.
It needed it to work.
She wanted Arzumand Jahāngīr more than any other girl.
With the help of her mischievous little cousin she would be able to do this together.*
Arzumand Jahāngīr and I woke up early next morning to beat the morning traffic.
I dropped Arzumand Jahāngīr off work and then headed off to work afterwards.
I kept thinking about Arzumand Jahāngīr, how much I loved her.
How the hell am I going to keep this wonderful relationship up without Arzumand Jahāngīr’s parents finding out?
I was lost deep in my thoughts.
I knew life without Arzumand Jahāngīr would be almost impossible to live, but I also knew our relationship would be hard to manage with all the prejudice of the Ummat-e-Muslimah on ashvinātam live in relationships.
Arzumand Jahāngīr rushed up to her office feeling Wājidah Akbar’s eyes on her.
She ignored her as always and scurried over to her office.
“Don’t run. you’re not late,”
Arzumand Jahāngīr turned to see Sakīnah Āftāb standing behind her.
“Oh, I thought I was late. I didn’t want to keep you waiting.”
Sakīnah Āftāb smirked.
“I’d wait an eternity for you, love.”
Arzumand Jahāngīr rolled her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes.
“Ok, whatever. So you ready to get to work?”
Sakīnah Āftāb nodded.
They both walked downstairs together.
Arzumand Jahāngīr felt Sakīnah Āftāb’s arm on her back.
She picked up her speed trying to get away from her.
Sakīnah Āftāb just followed her lead carefully.
Al Rashīdah Al Shams had gotten out of her English lit class and hurried over to the library hoping to catch Arzumand Jahāngīr.
She wanted to get as much information on me as possible.
She went upstairs and to her disappointment didn’t find Arzumand Jahāngīr.
Instead, she found Wājidah Akbar.
Her friend looked at Al Rashīdah Al Shams closely.
She knew she was up to something.
“Hey, Wājidah Akbar. Working hard or hardly working?” Al Rashīdah Al Shams teased.
Wājidah Akbar didn’t smile.
“What are you doing here so early?”
“I just got out of class and I wanted to see if my cousin was here so we could go to lunch.”
Wājidah Akbar narrowed her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes.
“You know that Sakīnah Āftāb doesn’t have lunch this early. You came here to see Arzumand Jahāngīr, didn’t you?”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams threw her hands up in frustration.
“Well, yes I did. I want Durgesh. Is there something wrong with that?”
“Every extremely beautiful Musalmān Choot needs Durgesh’s legendary unique Uncut Hindu Lund. So what?”
Wājidah Akbar looked down.
She couldn’t believe her own friend was betraying her because of a Hindu guy.
To top it all off, it was her worst enemy’s Hindu lover, Durgesh!
“I take it that you don’t want to help me get Arzumand Jahāngīr fired?”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams looked at her friend with a blank look.
“Well, uh no, not for now. Please Wājidah Akbar, just let me get my thing going with me and I promise you I’ll help you!”
Wājidah Akbar didn’t believe one word Al Rashīdah Al Shams was saying.
“Yeah, right. I know what you’re trying to do. You want to get in good with that bitch and you want to set up double dates with you and Sakīnah Āftāb. Don’t you see, that’ll only get Sakīnah Āftāb closer to her!”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams felt bad, but she had to do what she wanted.
“No, it’s not going to be like that, I promise. Just trust me.”
Wājidah Akbar didn’t trust Al Rashīdah Al Shams anymore.
She’d let her down a few times.
This wasn’t the first.
Wājidah Akbar was going to have to work at this alone.*
Arzumand Jahāngīr waited after five o’clock for me.
She decided to go down to the lobby to wait.
She saw Al Rashīdah Al Shams hanging around, obviously probably, waiting for Sakīnah Āftāb.
The girl looked impatient, and was pacing the room, until she saw Arzumand Jahāngīr.
“Arzumand Jahāngīr! Hey, are you waiting for your Hindu lover, Durgesh?”
Arzumand Jahāngīr nodded looking suspiciously at the girl.
“Sakīnah Āftāb should be down in a minute.”
The girl shrugged.
“Oh yeah I know. Listen I was wondering if maybe you and I would wanna come over to Sakīnah Āftāb’s apartment so we can all have some drinks? Afterwards we can go have dinner or something.”
Arzumand Jahāngīr was surprised.
“Tonight? Well I really can’t.”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams moaned agonized.
“Oh come on. Please? Sakīnah Āftāb and I aren’t bad people, I guarantee you that.”
Arzumand Jahāngīr still felt unsure.
Just then, she heard me walk in smiling at her with those handsome lips of mine.
She found herself gazing at her handsome Hindu lover, Durgesh, and tuning out Al Rashīdah Al Shams.
“Hey Durgesh, my Hindu Love.” Arzumand Jahāngīr said blushing.
I looked at Arzumand Jahāngīr and then at Al Rashīdah Al Shams.
The young dark haired Musalmān Beauty was gawking me obviously.
I just wanted to laugh.
“Hey, Durgesh, I was just asking your maternal cousin if you both would like to hang out with me and my cousin Sakīnah Āftāb tonight. I can fix us up some drinks and then we can go to dinner afterwards.”
I eyed Arzumand Jahāngīr and Arzumand Jahāngīr widened her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes for me to say no.
“Uh, well that’s very nice but…”
“Fuck! I wish Wājidah Akbar would leave me alone!” Sakīnah Āftāb interrupted.
I looked at the young woman.
Sakīnah Āftāb laughed hysterically thinking no one was there to see her or hear her.
“Oh sorry guys. I thought only Al Rashīdah Al Shams was here.”
“Sakīnah Āftāb, this is my Durgesh. Durgesh, meet Sakīnah Āftāb, Al Rashīdah Al Shams’s cousin.” Arzumand Jahāngīr introduced us nervously.
“Hey now! So you are Arzumand Jahāngīr’s Hindu boyfriend?” Sakīnah Āftāb asked happily.
I shook the young woman’s hand.
I actually felt more like punching me out for flirting with Arzumand Jahāngīr.
“Yeah, nice to meet you. Well, guys, we really gotta go now.”
“Whoa wait! Do you all wanna do something tonight?” Sakīnah Āftāb asked as Al Rashīdah Al Shams stood close to my side.
Arzumand Jahāngīr and I were deliberately speechless hoping not to send vibes about our relationship with each other.
“Sorry. No, we have some things to do. Thank you anyway.” Arzumand Jahāngīr said quickly.
“Oh, come on please? It’ll be fun. Just a few hours.” Al Rashīdah Al Shams continued to beg.
I looked at Arzumand Jahāngīr.
Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Sunni Musalmān face looked scared.
“No, really we can’t. I’m sorry.” I apologized.
Sakīnah Āftāb and Al Rashīdah Al Shams were losing our patience with us.
“Look, we get bored here. I don’t want to hang out with my cousin all night. We don’t have many friends either. I really would like for you all to join us.” Sakīnah Āftāb said sincerely.
Arzumand Jahāngīr felt bad and I did too.
“Oh ok, but just for a while. I still have to call my Abbū tonight to check up on the situation with my car.” Arzumand Jahāngīr said softly.
I agreed with her and we saw the cousins’ faces light up with satisfaction.
I knew this night was going to be long as it had when we’d gone with her parents.*
The four of us arrived at Sakīnah Āftāb’s apartment a little past six o’clock.
Arzumand Jahāngīr and I had followed them.
Sakīnah Āftāb lived in the nice side of town obviously.
We followed the black BMW through the gates and forward.
“Can this Sakīnah Āftāb girl afford to live here?” Arzumand Jahāngīr asked shocked.
“Yeah, I guess so. Her parents are rich. They may even probably pay the rent.” I said looking around at the apartment complex.
Once inside, Sakīnah Āftāb offered us a seat in her spacious living room.
Sakīnah Āftāb turned on her big screen TV and handed Al Rashīdah Al Shams the remote.
“You all make yourselves comfortable and I’m gonna make some drinks. I got some juice too if you want some, Durgesh.” Sakīnah Āftāb shouted out from the kitchen.
“Yeah, a juice will do for me.” I called out seeing Al Rashīdah Al Shams with her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes glued on me.
“Hey cuz make me a screwdriver. And Arzumand Jahāngīr? What do you want?” Al Rashīdah Al Shams asked anxiously.
“Nothing for me. I don’t like to drink.”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams burst out laughing.
“Are you serious? Durgesh, is your Arzumand Jahāngīr for real?”
I kept a straight face.
“Yes. I don’t really drink myself either. Just a juice every now and then.”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams looked at us.
She admired us for being so nice to each other and we both looked so innocent.
She would love to make Durgesh into a bad boy herself.
She knew Sakīnah Āftāb could take away any innocence Arzumand Jahāngīr had.
Together, she and Sakīnah Āftāb would corrupt these ashvinātam lovers.
Al Rashīdah Al Shams put in on MTV2 and started dancing around as we played “Setting Sun”.
She danced in her short little blue jean skirt right in front of me.
I turned my head away and saw Arzumand Jahāngīr looking sternly at me.
I smiled assuring her, knowing Arzumand Jahāngīr was getting jealous.
Sakīnah Āftāb, Al Rashīdah Al Shams and Wājidah Akbar, all of them were too much beautiful and equally bold and horny.
Sakīnah Āftāb was in the kitchen getting the drinks together.
She poked her head out and called out for Arzumand Jahāngīr.
Arzumand Jahāngīr did not intend to leave me alone with this sex-crazed Musalmān Beauty, but at the same time, she couldn’t stand to be there a minute longer.
She got up and joined Sakīnah Āftāb in the kitchen.
“So how do you like my place?” Sakīnah Āftāb asked trying to make conversation.
Arzumand Jahāngīr looked around at the beautiful space.
“Well, I’ve gotta tell you that it’s really awesome. But of course, you can afford something like this.”
Sakīnah Āftāb sneered at Arzumand Jahāngīr’s comment.
“Well, you’re free to stay here whenever you want.”
Sakīnah Āftāb brushed her hand along her arm as Arzumand Jahāngīr just turned away from her.
“Sakīnah Āftāb, I already told you I’m seeing someone else.”
“Yeah, and that someone else isn’t here, is he?”
Oh Sakīnah Āftāb if you only knew! Arzumand Jahāngīr thought to herself.
She smiled at Sakīnah Āftāb mysteriously.*
In the living room, I sat watching Al Rashīdah Al Shams as she continued to prance around letting her skirt move up almost showing me her panties.
I felt my erection and hoped Arzumand Jahāngīr and Sakīnah Āftāb would hurry back.
I know he is checking me out, Al Rashīdah Al Shams said silently.
She danced around the room and slowly walked over to me sitting next to me.
She put her hand, as if unintentionally, over my Uncut Hindu Lund, giving her hand a little squeeze.
“So do you have a Musalmān girlfriend?” She asked seductively.
I shifted my body trying to move away.
“Yeah, I actually do.”
“Oh, Durgesh, is that so? Where is she? I know if I was your Musalmān Girlfriend, I would not dare let you out of my sight. I’d be afraid, Musalmān Beauties like me, might want to steal you away.”
I kept my eyes on the television and felt Al Rashīdah Al Shams’s hand on my Uncut Hindu Lund.
I smiled at her politely, courteously, cleared my throat, yet did not move her hand away from my Uncut Hindu Lund.
It would have been immensely impolite of me.
She was an adult young Musalmān Beauty.
She had every right even to grab my Uncut Hindu Lund if she wanted to.
Al Rashīdah Al Shams was only executing her fundamental woman right.
What the hell was wrong in it?
Al Rashīdah Al Shams was squeezing my Uncut Hindu Lund every now and then seductively.
Her actions were very much inviting.
Sakīnah Āftāb and Arzumand Jahāngīr came back from the kitchen.
Arzumand Jahāngīr’s eyes were full of fury seeing Al Rashīdah Al Shams sitting right next to me flirting madly with me.
She knew she could trust DURGESH, but she didn’t trust that Musalmān Beauty.
Sakīnah Āftāb was carrying the drinks.
She’d brought out a juice for me a beer for herself, Al Rashīdah Al Shams’s screwdriver and a coke for Arzumand Jahāngīr.
I felt my pulse quicken as I saw Sakīnah Āftāb sitting next to Arzumand Jahāngīr smoothly putting her arm around her.
I wanted just to go beat the crap out of Sakīnah Āftāb.
“Hey, Durgesh, instead of going out how about we order in some Chinese?” Al Rashīdah Al Shams yelped.
Arzumand Jahāngīr and I didn’t like the idea but still agreed.
The cousins continued to talk about their own entertaining of Arzumand Jahāngīr and me.
It seemed as if we were ignoring what Sakīnah Āftāb and Al Rashīdah Al Shams had to say.
Our eyes were locked on one another. Arzumand Jahāngīr knew, once we got home she was going to make love to me, once again, fiercely.
It was almost ten at night by the time we finished with dinner and talking.
Arzumand Jahāngīr and I were ready to go home.
Somehow seeing a Musalmān Beauty flirt with me had made Arzumand Jahāngīr hot.
She had never been more excited.
The feelings were mutual and I too had been turned on that Sakīnah Āftāb wanted Arzumand Jahāngīr, but Arzumand Jahāngīr was all mine.*
Al Rashīdah Al Shams moaned after we left.
“Ugh Durgesh says he has got a Musalmān Girlfriend!”
“Yeah, she says she is got a Hindu boyfriend too. It’s OK cuz. We are both very charming people. I know we can get them where we want them.”
Al Rashīdah Al Shams lay on the couch closing her extremely beautiful Pakistani Sunni Musalmān eyes thinking of me.
She knew she had some masturbation material for the night.
“Well cuz could you take me home now. I really gotta shower up.” Al Rashīdah Al Shams pleaded feeling so horny.
Sakīnah Āftāb agreed.
She too could not wait for her cousin to leave so she could jerk off thinking of me how my sweet strong Hindu body felt.*
Back at home, Arzumand Jahāngīr and I kissed passionately in the bathroom, as we got ready to shower together once again.
We were both naked pressing our bodies against each other.
Our youthful bodies were hot as we both craved one another.
“Mmmm you got me so hot tonight,” Arzumand Jahāngīr rasped.
“Yeah? Why?” I asked kissing her neck.
“Just looking at Al Rashīdah Al Shams wanting you so much, was so hot. Just the thought of other women wanting you turns me on. All of the Beauties, whether Musalmān Beauties or otherwise, want you vehemently, but all of them can’t have you.”
“Why?” I asked politely, sweetly, kindly actually.
I knew Arzumand Jahāngīr was burning inside, torturing herself immensely, unnecessarily, out of jealousy.
Jealousy was actually an animal desire.
In the evolution process, from animal to humanity, to infinite divinity, jealousy just follows due to natural inertia inherent into us.
The humankind has to win over every inherent inertia with deliberate efforts practicing more and more humanity.
Arzumand Jahāngīr avoided answering my question deliberately for obvious reasons.
I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock grow harder as I felt Arzumand Jahāngīr; my sweet maternal cousin was revealing this to me.
“Oh yeah? I got hard just knowing how bad Sakīnah Āftāb wants you.”
“I am all yours. Oh fuck Durgesh darling, I’m so horny! I want you to fuck me good.”
“I’m gonna fuck you. I’m gonna fuck you so hard!”
She stopped for a Moment and looked into my loving eyes.
“DURGESH,” Arzumand Jahāngīr said turning red, “I want you to fuck me from behind. In my ass. Will you? Please!”
I felt myself almost choke stunned by Arzumand Jahāngīr’s request.
I’d ever done anal sex with almost every Musalmān Beauty on her own request.
Most Musalmān Beauties would have just thought doing that was disgusting, at first, but eventually they themselves requested it from me.
Perhaps there wasn’t any Musalmān Beauty I fuck who never requested me for anal sex with her.
Was anal sex the ultimate intimacy?
Not vaginal sex.
Wasn’t anal sex unproductive in comparison with vaginal sex?
But so was oral sex too.
Yet, almost every woman longs for oral sex as well as every man too.
Now here was my precious little maternal cousin begging me to do it.
I wasn’t going to say ‘no’.
Why the hell should I?
Didn’t I know, countless Musalmān houses, countless Christian houses, countless Jew houses, countless other houses, including Brāhmañ and Savarñ houses too, were broken by their sophisticated housewives even, because they wanted oral and anal sex from their husbands and the husbands foolishly refused to do it?
The enraged housewives ultimately eventually came to me to get what they wanted.
Even if it was inhuman, even if it was animalistic, I did it with them, because their evolution hadn’t reached the point.
Wasn’t it better than breaking home?
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