AHAL-AL BAYT-45

Ahal-Al Bayt

Durgesh

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Chapter 45

Durgesh Al Zaynab Al Jaħas

I opened my mouth, and welcomed my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas‘s tongue into my mouth.
My spirit soared and my mind did backflips as she explored my mouth with her tongue.
When our tongues connected it was as if we had become one — Al Zaynab Al Jaħas and Durgesh united, bonded by love.
We continued to love each other.
I put my hand on her knee.
But I shifted it.
Now it was on her lap.
Al Zaynab Al Jaħas chuckled softly.
“I think this is what you want,” she smiled, held my wrist in her left hand and put it upon her breast.
Before I could respond, she was again upon me, kissing me fervently.
As her tongue ventured into my mouth, my body knew what to do.
My hand touched, caressed and fondled the most wonderful bosom ever.
Even over her blouse and brassiere I could feel their warmth, their fullness, their weight.
I was in ecstasy.
Al Zaynab Al Jaħas and I kissed as love-struck first-time hungry lovers.
I squeezed her exquisite Musalmān tits with my immense Hindu lust.
Finally, our lips parted.
“If we are going to do, let’s do this right,” she said.
I knew exactly what my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, meant.
She descended off my lap and I delightfully followed her up the stairs of our brownstone.
As she ascended the stairs I savored the sight of her ass-checks flexing and releasing.
Upstairs were the bedrooms.
At the top of the stairs, to the left was the hallway to the other bedrooms, while straight ahead was the master bedroom.

Arriving in her bedroom first, My open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, turned to face me.
She graced me with a smile that said I was about to receive a gift better than any present ever.

I watched as my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, unbuttoned her blouse for me.
Her bra resembled those designed for function brassieres that you see in those ads included in the Sunday coupons.
Wide and full, it fully encased and surrounded her breasts, yet seemed to magnify and define them better.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover that her bra wasn’t pure white but instead a pale soft rose.
The shoulder straps were sexy.
They were solid and sturdy as they needed to support Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s bountiful breasts ̶ only sporting tiny scalloped lace on the edges.
From there, the cups were paneled with the bottom half composed of two solid quarters, while the top half was a lacey fabric and in my hyper-alert state I could detect the faint hints of her areola behind.

Then without any embarrassment she looked down and we both watched as she released the five front hooks.
Finished, she, with casual pride, opened her bra and let it fall off her back.
Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s ever erect Musalmān tits were breath-taking in their magnificence.

Her breasts hung about halfway down her chest and had a mouth-watering softness to them.
Freed from their container, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s ever erect Musalmān tits seemed to more jut outward and to the side as much they did down; still there as an arousing shadow cast by the few inches they sagged down.
With about two-thirds of their mass on the bottom half, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s boobs were spell-binding and even greater than I had fantasized about.
Her wide slightly oval shaped areoles rested on the swooping curvature.
They were a soft pinkish orange while her nipples jutted out erect and were calling me.

I stepped forward and closed the space between us.
Cradling her exquisite ever erect Musalmān tits in her arms, my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, offered her exquisite Ever erect Musalmān tits to me.
I lowered my head down and kissed across, around her boobs.

“That’s it Durgesh. These are all for you now,” she said as one of her hands held me to her bosom.

“All for you to tease…” she whimpered and I squeezed her hard nipple.

I squeezing them together, created mountains and a grand canyon I buried by face in.

“Allah! Oh God, Durgesh, that’s it. Kiss your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s boobs,” she cried out and held me tight to them.

“Oh babe, kiss your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s ever erect Musalmān tits. Oh babe, yes. Oh babe, kiss my ever erect Musalmān tits like you’ve dreamed off.”

“Oh honey, I love you,” my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, purred as I kissed on her breasts. “Oh honey, I love you so much. Allah! Oh God you feel so good kissing my ever erect Musalmān tits. Oh, Oh, Oh yes.”

As much as my mind and spirit could’ve spent eternity at Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s breasts, my body and lust was frantic for more. My hands were all over her body.
They were soon tugging at her shorts, getting the waistband to stretch around her ample hips before falling to the floor.
From there they were at work removing her delicate pink nylon panties off.

Successful, I was eager to follow on and kneeled down.
However, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas had other ideas.
Grabbing a fistful of my hair she ordered,
“Hold on, Hindu lover boy,”

Turning to her left, she took a step back to sit at the bottom edge of her queen-size bed.
With her hold on my hair she dragged me with her, and I obediently knelt between her spread open legs and gazed at my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,’s pussy in awe. Covering her pubic mound she had a wide thatch of dark brown, curly pubic hair that was obviously trimmed and groomed into a well-formed triangle before arching down and around her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt lips.

There her fur was like two racing stripes running parallel to her extremely beautiful bare tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt lips before thinning and reconnecting to end upon her t’aint.
In all, her fuzz framed her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt with an attention to detail.
And what an extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt to behold.

Al Zaynab Al Jaħas lied back upon her bed and pulled me, willingly, against her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I buried my face upon my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,’s cunt and I thought I had found the Holy Lands.
As I nuzzled my face upon her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt I was, at times, staggered by how responsive and vocal my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, was.
Providing to my eager lips her pubic mound, she squirmed beneath me.
She held tight to the fistful of my hair as if to stay grounded.
She cried out,
“Allah! Oh God, Durgesh. Oh God, Durgesh. Allah! Yā Allah! Oh babe, Oh babe, oh my God.”

I could smell how wet she already was.
Her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt had a strong musky aroma that made my Uncut Hindu Lund ache with longing.
I was stunned by the heat coming from her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, yet wanted to shove my Uncut Hindu Lund in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān oven.

“Allah, Durgesh, kiss my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. Kiss it, please baby. Kiss me there,” she pleaded even as her hand that held my head pressed me tight onto her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I’d discovered that in the bedroom not only was my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, very responsive and vocal, but as a mature woman she knew what she wanted too.

“Allah, Durgesh kiss my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdīextremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. Kiss it, kiss it. Yeah right there, yeah that’s it,” she called out.

I felt her contorting, squirming, dancing beneath me.
I felt her writhing in erotic pleasure beneath me.
I looked up and watched as my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, fondled her own ever erect Musalmān tits.
I kissed, kissed and kissed her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
My eyes almost popped out of my skull as I watched Al Zaynab Al Jaħas bring her boobs to her own mouth and lick them.
Grabbing a great handful of her right breast I watched as she was able to suck on her exquisite Ever erect Musalmān tits as I kissed her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Seeing Al Zaynab Al Jaħas sucking on her exquisite Ever erect Musalmān tits I matched her in my kissing her.
I kissed her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt mound.
She responded by bucking her hips up to me and driving my head even harder upon her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

“Allah Oh God, Allah, oh God, rub your Uncut Hindu Lund on my clit. That’s it, rub it, rub it. Oh, Durgesh, that’s it,” she cheered after she had guided my Uncut Hindu Lund to her nub.
Finding it with my Uncut Hindu Lund, I played with the pearl resting on top of its stem.

“Allah! Oh God, Durgesh, babe, Penis my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. Penis my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt while you rub on my clit.

“Allah, Durgesh, that’s it. That’s the way Al Zaynab Al Jaħas likes it. Penis your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

“Durgesh, you’re making your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas feel so fuckin’ good. Allah! Oh God babe; yes, Yes, YES, YES! YES!!!

“Durgesh, Penis my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, faster, faster, faster

“Harder, harder, harder, you’re gonna make me cum. Make your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas cum, make your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, make Al Zaynab Al Jaħas cum.

“MAKE ME CUM!!!” and she did.
While I wasn’t an innocent, I had rarely experienced a woman experience an orgasm like my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, did at that Moment.
Holding my head with the strength of an Amazon, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas climaxed on my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Showering my Uncut Hindu Lund with her spray, my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, ejaculated upon me.
Hot female Musalmān fluids washed over my Uncut Hindu Lund, drenching it with her fantastic female Musalmān love.

For seconds we were both stunned speechless, motionless.
The only sound was her gasping for oxygen, her body heaving as she wheezed fighting to catch her breath.
Eventually between her heavy breathes, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas started giggling.
Shifting, she sorta propped herself up to look over her prodigious breasts and down into the valley between her legs where my Uncut Hindu Lund was.
After a few more laughs, she asked,

“After cumming like that I need to be fucked. I hope that’s alright?”

It was essentially a rhetorical question, as she didn’t even wait for an answer.
We knew what the answer would be.
In an ambling way, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas rolled over on to her hands and knees and crawled up to the head of her bed.
I watched her with admiration as she essentially ‘assumed the position’ and offered herself to me, now properly.
I stripped down and got rid of my clothes fully in ten seconds.

Feeling the bed shift, as I climbed onto my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,’s bed, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas looked back with a lustful, wanton smile of debauchery.
Her eyes first met mine but then dropped down and shamelessly gazed at my Uncut Hindu Cock.

“Wow, Durgesh you’ve grown into quite the unique legendary man, I see,” she laughed with wicked decadence.
I was never hornier than then.
I was feeling so rowdy I would’ve fucked a tree hole.
Thankfully I didn’t have to.

“Let me show you,” I smiled back.
I was now feeling comfortable and confident.
Here I was naked atop the bed; with my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, nude before me, depravedly offering herself to me; the room already enveloped with the scent of her sex; and I could feel the stickiness of her orgasm on my Uncut Hindu Lund.

With my right hand I took hold of her luscious right hip.
With my left hand I grasped my Uncut Hindu member.
Aligning with her puffy, pouty extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt I stroked myself against her.
“Is this what you want?”

“Allah!Oh God, yes,” she whimpered as she bucked back against me, trying to get my Uncut Hindu Cock to penetrate her.

“What is it you want?” I inquired as I slid the underside of my Uncut Hindu Cock along her hot, wet, leaking extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

“You,” she pleaded.

“What is it you want?”

“I want you,” she begged.

“What is it you want?”

“I need you inside of me,” she besought, humping her body back at me hoping I would penetrate her.

“What is it you want?”

“I want you to fuck me. I want only you to fuck me. I wanna get fucked by you like I’ve never been fucked before,”

“Your wish is my command.”

“Allah! YES!!!” she bellowed as I finally penetrated her.
Lining my Uncut Hindu Cock with her needy extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt I grabbed hold of her thick, soft, yummy hips and slammed my Uncut Hindu Cock up her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

“Allah, Durgesh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she sang as our bodies repeatedly slammed together.
Each time, there was the erotic sound of two sex soaked bodies coming together in carnal delight.

“Yeah you like me fucking you, don’t ya?” My senses were soaring as I could smell our sex.
I could taste it.
I heard our bodies merging.
I felt us, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas and I, becoming one.

“Yeah baby, grab Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s ever erect Musalmān tits like that!”
I had shifted.
Raising up and leaning forward, I released her hips and held two more a handful worth of boobs.
Continuously, I slammed at her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Loving our bodies colliding together.

“You are the best Al Zaynab Al Jaħas. You are the best, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,” I commended. “Fucking you is better than I ever dreamed.”

“Allah!Oh God Durgesh, fucking you is better than I ever dreamed too,” my open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, confessed.
Hearing her words drove my Hindu male lust into an even higher gear that I didn’t even know existed.
Like a frantic manic I started thrusting even harder down upon her; rammin’ and slammin’ my Uncut Hindu Cock into Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s slopping wet extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

After a thrust even Hercules would be proud of, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas fell forward landing on her frontside.
I fell with her, never severing our bond.
She cried out,
“Don’t stop Durgesh, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

I had no plans to.
I thought, as we seemed to naturally adjust to our new position that I was the one in control.
I’d learn later that the position we were in, the Jockey Sex Position, was actually one of My open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,’s favorite positions.
She loved the feel of my mass upon her; how the direction of the thrust is almost all forward, not down; kissing from this position is incredibly intense; and she would get off from the humping and rubbing of her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and clit upon the bedding beneath her.

“Eīshān! Oh God, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,” I cheered as I drove my Uncut Hindu Cock into extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
The bed was like a bouncing bronco, like a third member to our choir pushing and shoving, squeaking and bouncing.

“You are so fuckin’ good,” I told her.
I loved the feel of her beefy Musalmān ass-cheeks on my hips as I rammed my Uncut Hindu Cock into her.

“Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, you are the best,” I panted between my labored breaths.
I was about to cum and I was thankful.
I was exhausted.
My lungs burned, screaming for oxygen.
My body was covered in sweat, my eyes burned from the sweat running into them.
I felt as if I had run a marathon and finally the Finish Line was approaching

“Al Zaynab Al Jaħas,” I labored. “I’m… gonna… cum… soon.”

“Oh babe, I want you to cum. Come on Durgesh, cum inside me. Cum inside my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. I want you to cum in your Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. I want you to cum in me. I want you to cum in my, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s, extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. I want you to cum in my, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s, extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. I want you to cum in my, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s, extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt,” she chanted as I labored towards the finish, chugging along giving her ever last drop of energy I had left.

“Cum for me, Durgesh. Cum in my extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. Cum in my…” and then I was there.
With a final, victorious Hindu thrust I drove my Uncut Hindu Cock fully, completely into Al Zaynab Al Jaħas’s extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and unloaded.
My first shot tore out of my Uncut Hindu Cock ̶ starting with a shudder at my shoulders that raced down my body and out of my Uncut Hindu Cockhead, it felt as if I had fired a cannonball.
The second shot launched and I felt my stormtroopers going charging out.
My third shot fired right behind, followed by a fourth and fifth; then finally that thick avalanche of cum oozed out of my Uncut Hindu Cock and into Al Zaynab Al Jaħas and I knew I was done.

Finished, spent and exhausted I lied there on top of her, still in her, my Hindu semen swimming in her extremely beautiful tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
When she turned and looked up at me I gazed down at her Musalmān beauty.
With a smile, she reached up and swept some of my soak-soaked hair off my forehead and kissed me.
With a pleased smile she said,

“We should’ve had this conversation a long time ago.”

That was fifty years ago, and from that day our lives were forever changed, for the better.
Al Zaynab Al Jaħas discovered a sense of confidence.
In two years she went from simply being a real estate agent to a real estate broker to owning her own brokerage firm.
I, now having a purpose and direction, went to a focused and determined one.
I was pursued by some of the top investment firms; and much of this had to do with the successful portfolio I had developed working with my business partner, My former open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas.

Al Zaynab Al Jaħas would make the initial money and having learned how, I would multiply it tenfold.
Our bank accounts had added a few zeros to the end.
We went from living paycheck to paycheck and having to choose between this or that, to being able to enjoy whatever we wanted.
We were able to enjoy the finer things in life and enjoy ourselves.
Since everyone knew we were business partners no one ever questioned our relationship.
Page Six of the New York Post would show pictures of me escorting my beautiful Al Zaynab Al Jaħas to a social gala with a comment saying more Durgesh should be as attentive to their Al Zaynab Al Jaħas as I was.

Our family will never know what need is as a result of My open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, and my efforts.
As a couple and a team, we went from being dollar-aires to thousandires to millionaires and beyond.
From that day on, My open opponent, Al Zaynab Al Jaħas, and I were partners in business and in the bedroom loving life and each other.

Chapter 46
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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