Ved Nagar: 46

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Ved Nagar

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Chapter 46

Durgesh Amīnah Zahīr
Durgesh Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan

I said with a smile,
“I can’t believe how wet you are, but I love it, baby.” I nursed Amīnah Zahīr’s right nipple and my fingers teased her needy Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Amīnah Zahīr lay with her eyes on me.
She was enjoying such an utmost skilled lover, even if, I was aged enough to be her father, rather Grandfather.
Wasn’t I?
Even then, it was normal for me now.
I was fucking countless Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties now every day, in my countless bodies.
The inauguration of their Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Cunts by me, was now itself a normal event of celebration.
Once I couldn’t believe it could even happen anywhere.
Yet, now I was doing it every now and then ceremoniously.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had now even changed the values of societies successfully.
Forever?
I don’t know.
“I’m so glad that we’re doing this Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! and I never want it to end.” Amīnah Zahīr said with immense love for me.
Amīnah Zahīr was ready for me to love her.
Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I’m on fire,” Amīnah Zahīr said with intense need and want.
“Well, why don’t you climb on and take your ol’ Durgesh darling, your Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, tum Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of you Musalmān Beauties! for a spin!”
Amīnah Zahīr heard me.
And Amīnah Zahīr was ready instantaneously.
In a flash, Amīnah Zahīr was on me now.
“Allah Allah! Oh God, I’m so horny, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as she rubbed her dripping Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy on my rock-hard Hindu shaft.
Amīnah Zahīr got on her feet, squatting like a catcher in baseball and she reached down to guide me in her exquisite Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body.
“Oh yes! Oh yes, oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!! Allah! Ahhh, God!” Amīnah Zahīr screamed when my big, fat Uncut Hindu Cock-head slipped into her tiny Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy-hole, stretching it wider than ever before, but I was in her and nothing else mattered now.
“Oh fuck! Allah Allah! Oh my fuckin’ Goddess, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Amīnah Zahīr squealed as my Uncut Hindu Cock-head spread her wide.
It hurt, but Amīnah Zahīr was not going to stop for anything.
It was her dream coming true now.
Most of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān girlfriends were already fucking me even in public places openly.
She couldn’t do it because she wasn’t adult until now.

I held aminah-zahir‘s extremely beautiful gorgeous Musalmān butt as Amīnah Zahīr slowly lowered herself on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
As it entered her exquisite Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body, her tight vaginal muscles grabbed my Uncut Hindu Lund around its entire length and thickness.
It was as if I was being sucked by her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth again.
I controlled myself from moaning.
Instead, I smiled proudly as Amīnah Zahīr lowered.
Amīnah Zahīr took me deepest into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, while her tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy sucked me in.
Moreover, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy sucked hard.
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I love you!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as my Uncut Hindu Cock slipped deeper, deepest.
It felt so wonderful in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, filling it full of my Uncut Hindu Cock, but this Uncut Hindu Cock, was Mine and it was the best.
“Oh fuck…Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I love you so much!” Amīnah Zahīr grunted as Amīnah Zahīr lowered, easing more of my Uncut Hindu Cock inside her tiny Musalmān hole.
I smiled and lightly kissed her crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips, enjoying her young, fertile sex.
“I love you too,” I whispered as Amīnah Zahīr started rocking her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks back and forth, side to side and any other way Amīnah Zahīr could move.
“Oh yeah, that feels good!” I moaned and held her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks, savoring her wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy and Amīnah Zahīr’s tightness around My Uncut Hindu Cock.
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I love you inside me!” Amīnah Zahīr cried out as her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy burned and juices were pouring from her, covering me and it made a wonderful sound.
“You’re so…fuckin’ big and long!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as I slid deeper, deepest, continuing to stretch her.
The wet, slurp sounds filled her ears and Amīnah Zahīr loved hearing it.
“Mmmm, I’m so wet for you and your Uncut Hindu Cock is like…heaven,” Amīnah Zahīr smiled and her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks started bouncing up and down, moving faster and with more need than ever.
I held Amīnah Zahīr and I could sense her need.
“Is My girl horny? Does My sweet baby need to cum on her Durgesh darling?” I whispered to her and Amīnah Zahīr moaned, moving faster and driving me deeper into her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Amīnah Zahīr heard me and liked hearing me talking sexy to her.
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!. Talk sexy to me! I…love…it…Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Amīnah Zahīr whimpered as Amīnah Zahīr continued to bounce up and down on my long, thick Uncut Hindu Cock.
“How sexy do you want it?” I asked as I squeezed Amīnah Zahīr’s ass, grinding her against me.
I could feel her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy starting squeezing me.
Amīnah Zahīr loved my big, powerful hands squeezing her gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass and when I pulled her down, shoved myself to the back of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy. “I like it…sexy as fuck! Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I’m wanta be your Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān whore!” she yelled as she rocked side to side and quickly lifted up.
Amīnah Zahīr lowered back down and Amīnah Zahīr took me all.

I slapped her gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass playfully and shoved her down on My Uncut Hindu Cock.
“You are too young to be a whore, even exclusively mine, but I can train you, bitch, if that’s what you really want to be!” I said with a ‘fake’ mean voice and I slapped her gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass.
Amīnah Zahīr slammed down and I drove to her core.
“I wanta be exclusively your…whore, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!! Please train me, please!” Amīnah Zahīr screamed as the sting from her gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass, quickly rushed over her entire body.
Amīnah Zahīr went up and down the entire length of My Uncut Hindu Cock, Amīnah Zahīr’s head was spinning and her heart was racing.
“Go faster, Amīnah Zahīr! Fuck your Durgesh darling, slut! Fuck your Durgesh darling.” I growled as I continued to slap each of Amīnah Zahīr’s ass-cheeks.
I started to lift My hips up, shoving My Uncut Hindu Cock to Amīnah Zahīr’s core.
“Oh yes, I’m nothing but an exclusively your whore… exclusively your whore…Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Amīnah Zahīr yelled out as I slapped her gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass playfully, rammed My Uncut Hindu Cock in her so hard.
I called her such wonderful names.
“I’m your nasty, little…whore!” she yelled louder as I lifted up, thrusting My long Uncut Hindu Cock deep into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, touching places that Amīnah Zahīr never knew were there, until I found them for her.
“Fuck me, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!! Fuck me, harder!” Amīnah Zahīr screamed.
Amīnah Zahīr came again.

I felt her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy clamp around My Uncut Hindu Cock and I held Amīnah Zahīr as tightly as I could.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy grabbed me and it started pulling on me, hoping it could make me cum, but I needed a little more time in Sāliħah Ayyūb’s daughter’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, to cum now.
“Ahhh, that’s my Amīnah Zahīr,” I whispered when she fell on me. “Yeah, that’s my good, little Amīnah Zahīr,” I whispered again as her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy grabbed me again and it pulled harder.
This time, it won and it got my Hindu cum.
“Oh fuck, you Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān bitch! You fucking made me…cum!” I laughed as my Hindu cum shot from the tip of my Uncut Hindu Cock and it sprayed deepest into the back of Amīnah Zahīr’s warm Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy. “Ahhh, Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! My God, Amīnah Zahīr! Oh baby, oh yes!” I grunted as I lifted my hips, making sure that my every, single Hindu seed was shooting deepest in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān belly.
Amīnah Zahīr lifted her head and smiled at me.
“Allah! Subħān Allah! Holy God, I do hope it’s that good every time!” Amīnah Zahīr smiled.
I smiled and my hands caressed over her long and very smooth back, when a strange thought, filled my mind. “Hey, I know that it’s a little late to ask this, but are you on the pill?” I asked and I could feel her giggling.
“Yeah, it is, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, but didn’t you have a splendid time fucking me, your Amīnah Zahīr. Huh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr watched a terrified look cover my face. “Huh, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties? Did you enjoy fucking your Amīnah Zahīr and cumming up her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy? Mmmm, I bet you loved it, until you remembered about the pills!” Amīnah Zahīr laughed more.
“Hey, are you taking them or not?” I asked again.
“Well, I guess you’ll have to wait and find out, won’t you?” Amīnah Zahīr laughed and eased me from her used and very sore Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy. “But, what would you say if I told you that I…wasn’t. What would you do?” Amīnah Zahīr asked me and snuggled against my side.
I just held her and thought for a second.
“I guess we would have a baby, wouldn’t we.” I smiled and it would be fun having a baby with Amīnah Zahīr, but Amīnah Zahīr is Sāliħah Ayyūb’s daughter and that would not go well.”
“I think it would be so fun, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I could give you ‘our’ baby.” Superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young lady, Amīnah Zahīr, jiggled again, stretched up to kiss me.*

Suddenly I heard Shérū barking.
“Hell,” Amīnah Zahīr expressed her annoyance, “who the hell has come now!”
“Shoot the bolt up.” I smiled, “the big black German shepherd is walking on tiptoe around a car, his mane bristling, his nose busily inquiring as to the identity of the late visitors.”
The close circuit TV was opposite me.
Amīnah Zahīr didn’t even bother to look at the same.
“Don’t take any chances with that dog,” Muħammad bin Qāsim warned, “Blow the horn and let’s get someone to come out here and escort us in.”
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled confidently.
“Most of these ranches and estates here at Ved Nagar, belong to either HVSI group of Companies or the Musalmān Beauties living in relationship with Durgesh. I’d rather try the doorbell. That dog looks intelligent.”
Muħammad bin Qāsim retorted.
“That doesn’t mean anything.”
“Sālé Miyān,” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled impishly, “it does with a dog.”
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand opened the door of the car.
The dog immediately bristled in hostile silence.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand looked down.
He caught the dog’s eye.
“Look,” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand said, as though addressing a human being, “I want to talk with the master of the house. I’m going to get out of this car and walk in a direct line right up to the porch. Then I ring the bell. You can follow along behind me to make certain I don’t make any false move. How’s that?”
With the last two words, Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand raised his voice.
Then, without an instant’s hesitation Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand stepped on the ground.
The dog lunged forward, keeping his nose within a half inch of Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand’s legs as the new Managing Director of Al Qāsim Rolling, Casting and Engineering Company walked around the car and up to the porch.
“Bājī,” Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand assured Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, “it’s all right, now you may come.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was watching his activities with apprehensive eyes.
“That’s what I said. But you didn’t let me…”
“I promised Māmū Imām, Bājī. Why the hell don’t you understand?”
“You protect me to this extent, Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand, while you are only my cousin. If you were my real brother I don’t know how much freedom I’d have gotten.”
“Māmū Imām has adopted me as his legal son now. You keep forgetting.”
“As if you let me forget it ever.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled with immense sisterly love for Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand.
“Nanad Bājī,” Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim held her head high, immense proudly, “he is my husband. You opposed our marriage. Now what do you say?”
“Sorry, Chhoŧī Bhābhījān.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan touched her ears.
Muħammad bin Qāsim laughed.
Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat is touching her ears, Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim Bājī.”
Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim raised her head higher more proudly.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand dropped his hands so that the open fingers were where the dog’s cold nose could explore them.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand walked up to the porch and pressed the bell button.
He could hear the sound of chimes inside the rather majestically built mansion.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand waited a minute, then pressed the bell button several times in quick succession.
From the brilliantly illuminated interior of the mansion, there was the sound of authoritative, confident, deliberate footsteps approaching the door.
A light switch clicked on, then another.
The already highly illuminated interior was more illuminated.
A door opened and through the glass in the window, Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand could see the figure of an Ǻrab Sheikħ in a double-breasted green suit.
He was extremely strong and bearded depicting his extraordinary vicious manly strength.
Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand smiled.
Ved Nagar was full of such Ǻrab Sheikħs.
Wasn’t it a miracle?
The immensely powerful Ǻrab Sheikħs were themselves representing their interests in Ved Nagar, Not through their representatives.
It was such a delicate matter that they refused to delegate their powers even to their utmost trusted persons.
Not only the Ǻrab Sheikħs, not only the Pseudo Islamic Countries, the entire humanity instead was represented here.
Ved Nagar was the factual Capital of humanity now whether one acknowledges it or not.
Legally, Ved Nagar was only a City State in India, enjoying special autonomous status as Jammu and Kashmir.

Chapter 47
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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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