Fa qatulū almusharikīn: 28

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Durgesh

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Chapter 28

Infinite BrāhmKalp

The New Order taking place

Durgesh Al Fātimah Al Waħīd

one more Suraiyā Jamāl

I stayed there with my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund  buried inside her, enjoying the feeling of her hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī twenty eight years old young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot embracing every inch of my hard Sixty Six years old Hindu flesh.

I eased it out to the tip, then plunging it back inside started fucking her.

“Oh, fuck yes!” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, screamed as I hammered away on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Musalmān Choot.

“That’s a good father in law!” Åbbās yelled, “Take your Bahū Bégum’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot ! That’s your Musalmān Choot now! isn’t it?”

“Yes!” I moaned in agreement as I continued my Hindu assault on my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd.

“It is my ultimate Hindu husband!” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, joined in, “Anytime you want it! Anyway you want it! Your Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Musalmān Choot is all yours!”

“Pull her fucking hair! Really give it to her!”

I grabbed the end of Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s sweat soaked hair and pulled back hard on it.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, yelped and lifting her head from the chair arched her back.

That caused my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund  to enter her at a different angle and Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, screamed,

“Allah! Måshā’Allah! SubħānAllah! Oh my God! Oh, my ultimate Hindu husband, Anant Muslimātchod Hindu Piyā, Durgesh,  you’re fucking your Bahū Bégum so hard and I love it!”

“That’s it, just fuck her now!” Åbbās moaned, “As hard as you can! Fuck her until you cum!”

That was going to be much longer as my never tired legs were refusing to shake and I could not feel my balls gathering for release yet.

Letting Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s hair go, I grabbed the cheeks of her beautiful Musalmān ass and spread them open to better enjoy the view of my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund  tearing into her twenty eight years old Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

My eyes fixed on her young Musalmān ass that was filling my nude Hindu male lap constantly nonstop.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, cried out in surprise and Åbbās moaned,

“Allah! Måshā’Allah! SubħānAllah! even I didn’t think of that.”

I moaned at the sensation of feeling my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund sliding through the thin Musalmān skin between Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s ass and pussy and Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s squeals of delight were telling me she loved it as well.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, rose up and bracing her hands on the back of the chair, rocked back and forth, shoving my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund even deeper into her.

I was fucking her so hard my balls were slapping against her twenty eight years old young Musalmān Choot  and she was now wailing continuously as I hammered away on her hot little Musalmān box.

I cried out as she contracted her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and young Musalmān ass around my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund, milking it as I fucked her.

I gasped at the feeling of my hot Hindu  cum flowing up through my cock and began moaning in between each thrust.

The moans turned to whispers and after several more savage pumps, I cried out and buried my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund.

“Hold it!” Åbbās called out.

Like they did in the movies I squeezed the base of my cock, moaning at the effort to hold back my cum.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, had slipped off the chair onto her knees and grabbing my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund into her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd surrendered to me completely.

I released my cock and cried out as a tremendous spurt of cum erupted onto my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s waiting Musalmān Choot.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, jerked my cock, and the next spurt struck her deeper.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, turned her face so I would get that side as well.

I stood there, moaning and watching, as my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, used my spurting ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund to fill her twenty eight years old Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot completely.

I heard a gasp and turned to see Åbbās pumping his cock fast and hard.

He cried out and a long thick spurt of cum shot from the tip of his cock.

I released a whisper as the last of my load oozed from my spent cock.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, quickly leaned forward and taking it in her mouth caused me to cry out as she sucked hard enough to get a couple of more drops from me.

Next to us, Åbbās moaned and almost fell back into his chair as the last of his cum splattered onto the floor near the chair.

Exhausted I sank to my knees onto Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s bare back and stared at her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān  face.
I started to try to get up, but Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, grabbed my shoulder and leaning over said in my ear, “If that’s the worst that happens, it’s okay, Durgesh.”

“I…I didn’t mean to.” Åbbās said, causing me to look at him in surprise. “I really just wanted to watch.” Looking directly at Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, he added, “I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, well take your sorry ass out of my house, you got what you wanted, you twisted fuck, now go!”

And she didn’t want me to start up?

Åbbās stared at us and standing; pulled his pants up over his still dripping cock.

To my relief he backed away from us towards the door.

“I’m going, but lady, you have to be kidding to say I’m the twisted fuck. The two of you went at it like porn stars. I was just an excuse for you sickos’ to have at it.”

He had continued to back away and was now next to the front door.

Reaching behind him to grab the handle, Åbbās laughed,

“Hey, you should be thanking me; I gave you the chance to break the ice!”

Opening the door he stepped through it and slammed it shut behind him.

The second he left I should have felt a sense of relief, but instead my body started to shake and I felt as if I were going to pass out.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, asked,

Durgesh, are you okay?”

“I…Oh, my God, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd!” I exclaimed, “What the hell did we just do?”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, didn’t answer right away, instead her eyes stared into mine and she seemed to be waiting for me to say more, when I didn’t she said softly,

“We did what we had to.”

I asked,

“What about you, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, are you okay?”

“I’m okay,” she nodded then gave me a tired smile,

“Hell, two orgasms and fucked by a guy as utmost experienced as more than twice  your age is many women’s idea of a good time.”

“But not if it’s their father in law.” I said, “Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!  Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, what about Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq?”

“Well…”

“And,” I continued, my voice cracking, “What about us?”

“First of all, we are not going to tell my husband. I told you that when we started.” She rolled her eyes, “I think you know why.”

“But…”

Durgesh, neither of us got hurt. The whacko even said he was sorry about what he did to us, there is no reason for Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq to know, all it will do is freak him out.”

“Okay.” I nodded, “I guess you’re right, but we, I mean…I…”

Durgesh, it’s okay.” Tossing the shirt away, she slid over and put her arms around me.

I was aware of her tits pressing into me and the fact we were totally naked.

It hadn’t bothered me a few minutes ago, but now that it was over I felt like it should.

Still, it felt good to have her arms around me and I hugged her back tightly.

“Listen, my ultimate Hindu husband.” She said in my ear. “We did what he wanted so he wouldn’t do worse. You and I just went through a tough experience and you were amazing during it, but now you’re scared and that’s okay, but don’t worry about what we did, it’s why we’re okay now and like I told you, we were just acting out…”

“Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd,” I paused, then went ahead with what was really bothering me, “Were you acting?”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, kept her arms on my shoulders, but eased back until she was looking at me.

“What do you mean?”

“You know, I mean I know we had to, but you were really into it and some of the things you did he didn’t ask for and you seemed calm and…” I shrugged, “You still seem calm you even made a joke about it. So were you acting?”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, gave me an odd smile,

“Were you?”

“Huh?” I asked, caught off guard.

“Were you acting my ultimate Hindu husband? Because you sure didn’t need much coaxing once we got going and at the end you couldn’t fuck me fast enough.” I started to smile and she made it worse with her next question. “So, do you really wanted to fuck me?”

“I…um…” I couldn’t keep looking at her and turning my head whispered, “Yes, but it didn’t mean I wanted to do that, I…it was just kind of…”

“I wanted it too. More than you did.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, said.

I turned back to look at her and started to speak, but she put her finger to my lips.

Durgesh, like I said this was a bizarre situation and maybe we were so caught up in doing what we had to adrenalin took over and we got into it, or maybe this perv was right and we wanted each other. One way or another, there is a lot to talk about, but we’re both exhausted and not thinking straight so this is what I want you to do.”

Pointing down the all she said, “I want you to go take a long hot shower and go to bed.”

“Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, no way can I sleep! I…”

“You’re coming off one hell of an emotional rush, you’d be surprised. Now do as I ask, if nothing else lay there and rest your body. I’m going to,” she frowned at the puddle of Åbbās’s cum on the floor. “Clean up and do the same thing.”

“The maid will clean up,” I told her.

“No,” she kissed me on the cheek, “Just get some rest.”

I sighed and stood up.

As I did my cock ended up directly in front of Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s face and she winked,

“No, there are worse things.”

She turned away after she said it blushing again.

I headed down the hallway to take a shower.

I entered the bathroom and turning on the hot water, went to get in when I noticed there was no towel.

Leaving the water running, I left the bathroom and opened the door to the closet to grab a couple.

When I closed the door, I glanced down the hallway into the living room and saw Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, was sitting on the chair.

She was still naked and I saw she was on her cell. Who the hell would she be calling right after that?

I felt my stomach twist at the thought Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq may have called to say he landed and a wave of guilt flowed though me.

Putting my head down I went into the shower and tried to wash away the shame of what we had done.

No, it wasn’t the shame of the act that was bothering me, but the simple fact that we had enjoyed it.*

I jumped at the sound of a car door in the driveway and sat up, my heart pounding.

I looked out my partially open bedroom window and sighed when I saw it was Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq coming home.

I had come to bed an hour ago and had been drifting in and out of a troubled sleep filled with alternating visions of fucking my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, then being confronted by my friend who had found out we had.

I let out a deep breath and lay back on the pillows.

As it had since I’d come to bed the visual of Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, blowing me entered my mind, followed by a montage of images from our incestuous romp.

I kept hearing Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, saying how much she wanted me, but told myself it was the heat and stress of the Moment. However, the look on her face when we were doing it…

“Please stop it,” I whispered inwardly, “Just shut it down!”

I closed my eyes and tried to think about work, anything to keep from thinking about Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd.

I had just started to nod off when I heard the distinct click of my door opening.

My eyes snapped open and I saw Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, entering the room.

She closed the door behind her and walking over to my bed, looked down at me,

“Can’t sleep, my ultimate Hindu husband?”

“No.” I said.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, was wearing her robe from earlier and sitting on the edge of my bed, she put her hand on my chest, “Neither can I.” she paused, then added, “I want to talk to you.”

“Sure.” I started to sit up, but Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, pushed on my chest.

“Stay where you are.”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, climbed onto the bed and grabbing the sheet, pulled it off of me, exposing the fact I was naked beneath.

“Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd!” I exclaimed, “I’m…”

“Not like I haven’t seen it.” She said with a smile. “And my ultimate Hindu husband you have nothing to be ashamed of.” To my surprise, my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund was already growing and Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, nodded approvingly.

“Hmm, that’s a good sign for me.”

“Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, what are you….oh.”

I gasped as she reached down and stroked my rapidly stiffening ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund.

Durgesh, I…want you.” She whispered. “And I have a confession to make, I…I’ve wanted you for a while now.”

“You…you do?” I managed as she stroked me faster.

“I do, I don’t know who Åbbās was, but honey he was right, I’ve been teasing you and trying to get you to want me. I was scared when he first started tonight, but when he said you watched those movies I…” leaning down she kissed me softly,

“I decided I would give you everything those young Musalmān women gave their Hindu father in law in the videos and hoped you would want more.”

Sitting up, she released my now erect ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund and untying her robe, slipped it from her shoulders, revealing those perfect young Musalmān tits and that amazing fiery red Musalmān bush. “So my ultimate Hindu husband, do you want more?”

“We…we shouldn’t.” I whispered as leaning over she teasingly trailed her long red hair against my chest and stomach.

“That’s not the question. Should doesn’t matter anymore because we already have, now it’s about do you want me the way I want you?”

Her lips were now brushing my stomach and I placed my hands in her soft red hair. “Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq.” I said simply.

“Will never know. We won’t tell, just a little secret between a naughty Bahū Bégum and her equally naughty Hindu stepfather in law.”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, tossed her hair over her shoulder so I could get a clear view of her lips trialing towards my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund. “You going to be my naughty Hindu stepfather in law?”

She reached my Uncut Hindu Lund and I moaned as she kissed the head before taking it into her beautiful young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and bobbing her head slowly.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Oh, God,” I moaned, “I’ll be anything you want me to be!”

“Good answer,” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, laughed as she removed me from her mouth. “But a little different this time.”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, took me back into her mouth and with a sigh sucked me slowly, taking me about halfway each time, before working her soft lips back to the tip.

I ran my hand along her back and reaching her ass, slid my hand down between her legs.

My fingers found her wet pussy, then her swollen clit.

As she took her time sucking me, I rubbed her clit in slow circles.

“Hmm,” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, hummed while taking me deep into her young Musalmān mouth.

We continued to take our time enjoying each other, then Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, sat up and bracing her hands on my chest swung her leg over my hips so she was straddling me.

Al Fātimah Al Waħīd rocked back and forth and I groaned at the feeling of her wet pussy rubbing along my lower stomach just over my yearning Uncut Hindu Lund.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, leaned over and began to move side to side, playfully sliding her nipple across my lips.

She laughed, when reaching up, I grabbed her tits and holding them still kissed one nipple, then the other.

“Yeah, nice and easy this time.” She said, and then hummed when I sucked on her left nipple.

She leaned away, taking her nipple from me, but sliding back placed her pussy against my cock.

She rocked up and down, sliding my hard Hindu flesh between her wet Musalmān labial lips.

I released a proud whisper and with another laugh she rose up and reaching back, guided me into her.

Unlike last time she lowered herself slowly, allowing us both to enjoy the sensation of every inch of my hard Hindu flesh slipping inside her young Musalmān Choot.

When I was completely buried in her warm moist Musalmān Choot, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, sighed and moved her hips slowly riding me.

Leaning down, she slid her arms underneath mine and kissed me.

Again, unlike before this kiss was soft and sweet, her lips lightly caressing mine.

She hugged me close to her as she continued to kiss and wrapping my arms around her slender waist I pulled her even closer to me.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, slid her lips from mine and nuzzling her face into my neck began kissing me gently just under my ear.

“Oh, that’s nice” she cooed, “Out there we fucked and I loved it, but this time, nice and easy, this time we love each other.”

Her words caused a lump to grow in my throat and even as I worked my cock slowly in and out of her I felt a wave of emotion come over me. Love her. That’s what we were doing, we were making love.

As if reading my thoughts, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, continued, “That’s right my ultimate Hindu husband, what can be wrong with this? A Bahū Bégum and stepfather in law simply choosing to use their bodies as well as their hearts to love each other? This isn’t wrong my ultimate Hindu husband; it just brings us closer together.”

As good as her words sounded and her body felt pressed against me, I repeated my greatest problem with this. “But Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq …”

“I love him too and I can love you both.” She moaned softly as she began rocking faster and coming down harder on my cock. “He travels so much now; you can take care of me in every way when he’s gone.”

She playfully flicked my ear lobe with her tongue,

“You going to take care of Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, my ultimate Hindu husband? You going to keep her company and show her how much you love her?”

“Yes.” I told her and before I even realized I was going to do it, I wrenched my shoulder off the bed and twisted our bodies, pushing Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, to the side.

She yelped in surprise, and then moaned in delight as we rolled over and I was now on top of her, looking down at her as I pumped my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund  in and out of her wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

“Oh, this is so nice!” she told me.

She smiled up at me and taken by how beautiful she was I lowered my lips to hers and as she had done, wrapped my arms beneath her.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, put hers around me as well and began lightly trailing her nails across my back.

She wrapped her long legs around my waist, drawing me even deeper inside her and moaned,

“I love you my ultimate Hindu husband.”

“I love you to,” I told her as I gently made love to her.

I buried my face in her neck and kissed the soft creamy flesh between her neck and shoulder.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, was moaning softly in my ear and had begun to move her hips in perfect rhythm with mine.

Although I had had sex with countless Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Musalmān  girls over the last couple of years and been soft and sweet with them, I had never made love like this before recently.

But then again had I ever loved any of them the way I did my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd?

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s moans in my ear were driving me crazy and even as slow as I was going I could feel my body beginning to tremble as it prepared to cum yet again for my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd.

Sensing my body tightening, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, whispered,

“That’s it my ultimate Hindu husband, let me have it inside this time. I want to feel my ultimate Hindu husband cum deep inside me.”

Her words pushed me over the edge and unable to help it I started pumping faster and within seconds I moaned loudly in her ear as my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund  erupted inside her.

“Ohh, that feels good, my ultimate Hindu husband!” she groaned as I continued to fill her with my hot Hindu cum.

I moaned as she began clenching her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot  around my ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund , milking every last drop deepest into willing Musalmān flesh.

When my spent cock had no more to give, I started to push up, but hugging me tightly, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, whispered, “Stay right here, let me hold you.”

I let myself relax against her and sighed contentedly as she played with my hair.

I could feel my cock growing soft inside her and she purred in my ear as she held me.

My head jerked and I realized I had started to doze off, while lying there, still inside her.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, looked up at me and smiled,

“See, a sensitive Bahū Bégum knows what her ultimate Hindu husband needs, now how about you lie on your side and I’ll curl up and spend the night with you?”

I smiled and nodded.

I rolled over on my side and a Moment later felt Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, press her warm nude young Musalmān body against me.

I could feel her soft Musalmān tits pushing into my chest and she slipping her arm around my waist pulled me further against her.

My ceaselessly unyielding, ever impulsive, sixty-Six years old, ultimate skilled, matchless, extreme manifest Uncut Hindu Lund was once again into her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

Al Fātimah Al Waħīd lay on her back pulling me on her nude young Musalmān body.

Kissing my back, she said softly,

“Go to sleep my ultimate Hindu husband, we’ll figure this all out tomorrow okay? From now on I’m your bed myself. Just lie on me enjoying me as you damn please!”

“Okay.” I murmured already slipping off into sleep, “Love you Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd.”
“Love you too, my ultimate Hindu husband.”*

I opened my eyes and with an effort lifted my head.

Blinking to clear my vision I focused on the alarm clock and saw it was just after midnight.

The last time I looked at the clock it had been just after ten thirty.

I was so tired; I could barely keep my eyes opened, but wondered what had awoken me.

I heard the sound of my door click and realized Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s arm was no longer around me.

I sat up to see her just leaving my room and started to speak, when I heard the sound of a car door, next to my window.

I turned my head and felt my stomach lurch as I saw Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq’s car backed in and his broad back as he pulled the suitcases from the trunk.

“Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd!” I called out, “Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq’s home!”

“I know honey,” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, turned in the doorway to face me and help up her phone. “I had this in my robe and he called a few minutes ago, his flight was delayed then cancelled, “You must have really been asleep not to hear it ring.”

“But…I mean you were just in bed with me and…”

“Easy, my ultimate Hindu husband,” she put her hands up, “He called first and I’m going to go meet him in the living room, why on earth would he think we were in bed together?”

“I…” I shrugged, “I’m just careful about what we did and…”

“Don’t be. Durgesh, that’s the best thing about this, who would ever think anything as going on, even Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq.”

I wasn’t convinced, but didn’t reply.

Instead I swung my legs off the bed and grabbing a pair of jeans off my end table, stood and slipped them on.

“Why don’t you stay in bed, my ultimate Hindu husband?” You’ll see Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq in the morning.”

“I want to see him.” I said as I made my way over to her.

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, looked nervous for the first time and asked,

“You going to be okay? You can’t say anything about Åbbās or…”

“I know.” I told her not wanting to admit I wanted to see Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq because I was doubtful she might mention Åbbās.

I heard the door in the living room and went to go out there, when Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, stopped me.

“Let me go out there first. Give me a minute before you come out so it doesn’t look weird.”

I nodded, but as she walked down the hall, quietly followed her staying a few feet behind her.

When Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, entered the living room, I stopped and hovered just past the doorway so Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq couldn’t see me from that side of the room.

“Hey sweetie, sorry about your trip.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, said.

“Hey sexy!” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq exclaimed, “Tell you what, you’re damn sight finer looking than the jerks I was meeting up with!”

I heard a thump as Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq dropped his suit cases then the unmistakable sound of them kissing.

I gave it a few seconds then entered the room.

Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq was hugging his wife, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, tightly as they kissed and my heart skipped a beat at the thought of where my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd’s mouth had been not more than an hour ago.

“Hey Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq.”

“Hey Dad!” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq said, pulling away from my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, “Sorry I woke you up.”

“No worries.” I told him as I made my way over

Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq clapped me hard on the shoulder, but frowned as he looked at my face.

“You okay, Durgesh? You look kind of pale, feeling alright?”

“Well…”

“My poor ultimate Hindu husband got one of those migraines.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, cut in, “So he went to bed early,” touching my cheek, she asked, “You feel any better?”

“Yeah, a little.” I went along with her.

“Shit, I feel bad you got up.” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq frowned.

“I heard a car door, and it was late, so I…uh….just wanted to make sure it was you.”

“That’s my Hindu stepfather!” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq gave my shoulder a painful squeeze, “You really look after your Bahū Bégum, don’t you?”

I felt as if I had been kicked in the stomach, but managed to come up with a smile,

“Yup, have to be the man of the house when you’re gone right?”

“Damn straight.” He laughed and put his arm around Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, “You have to make sure your Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, here isn’t letting those good looking young guys slip in here when I’m away.”

“Oh, please.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, laughed.

Then, giving me wink, said,

“Don’t worry, Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq, my ultimate husband takes damn good care of his friend Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd when you’re not here.”

Her remark caused me to begin to alert and Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq shook his head,

“Wow, now you’re flushed and you’re sweating. Why don’t you head back to bed, Dad. I’m beat and I’m heading to bed myself.”

He grinned at Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd,

“Maybe not right to sleep, but right to bed.”

“Um, yeah.” I said, trying not to think about the fact my friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, was going to have sex with him after what we had just done. “Good night, guys.”

“Night, my ultimate Hindu husband,” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, said, then laughed, “No kiss goodnight for your Bahū Bégum?”

With a resigned sigh, I turned around and kissed her on the cheek, as I did she whispered, “Please don’t worry, he won’t know.”

I nodded and without realizing I was going to do it, gave her a quick hug.

“I love how close you guys are.” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq said, making me feel even worse than I had before.

As I walked away, he reached out and giving me a playful shove said, “Get some rest, we have to do the yard tomorrow.”

“Okay, night Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq.”

I slunk into my room and knowing I couldn’t sleep, sat on my bed.

I was thinking of trying to read when I heard Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, and Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq walk past.

Wow, they weren’t kidding about going right to bed.

Of course that meant Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq  was looking to get laid and I cringed at the thought Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, was going to let him.

I heard their door close and found I couldn’t get my mind to stop racing, she wouldn’t really would she?

I frowned as it dawned on me I had to know. Getting up, I quietly opened my door and padded down the hallway.

The bathroom light was always left on and I closed the door partway so they wouldn’t be able to see my shadow beneath their door and moving as quietly as I could made my way over next to their door.

“Can you believe it?” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq asked.

I allowed a small smile to cross my face at the thought of how thin their door was and how they had never known how many times I had eavesdropped when I thought they had a surprise for me or I was in trouble.

“Believe what, that he wanted it? You were the one who started this whole thing.”

My smile disappeared at her words.

“No, I knew he wanted to, that’s why I had you start playing Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, what I can’t believe is you were right and it had to be plan B.”

“He’s a good man and it was never going to happen, even if I point blank offered.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, laughed, “Besides even though I know it was mean, it was hot as fucking hell!”

“Yeah it was.” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq agreed, “And you were right about that being the only way it could be that nasty,” he laughed again, “You were fucking hot Al Fātimah Al Waħīd! Damn hot!”

“So was my ultimate Hindu husband.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, replied, “He manned up just like you knew he would.”

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Oh my God! I slowly sank to my knees telling myself I wasn’t hearing them right or they were talking about something else.

“Hey, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd?” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq began his voice softening, “Thanks for that, you don’t know how long I have had that fantasy. Hell, I wanted to lick you clean after he fucked you. I could taste it, but…”

“I know, I’ve heard about it for years.” She told him, “Besides it’s not like I didn’t enjoy it. Tell you what Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq; I’m glad I didn’t throw your ass out like I wanted to when you first started talking about this.”

“That makes two of us!” he laughed again, “And it being nice and nasty was exactly what I wanted.” There was a Moment of silence and he asked, “So, you get what you wanted?”

“Oh, yes.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, sighed, “Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq, he melted right into me, it was so sweet, so…” she purred, “so sexy!”

No, no, no, I kept thinking over and over again, I had to be dreaming.

“No hesitation?”

“None, and sleeping with him felt wonderful.”

“So…” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq began, “Do you think maybe we’ll all be able to…you know, together? The thought of you between Durgesh and me…”

The three of us? My friend’s Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, with me and Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq, together?

Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq had wanted someone else?

What nonsense?

“Yes.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd answered, “But not right now; let’s wait until you go away a couple of times. Give him the chance to be really comfortable with me.”

“Okay.” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq sighed, “I guess I can’t complain, tonight was fucking hot. Speaking of hot, why don’t you take that robe off and spread those sexy legs of yours?”

“Ohh, a third load, sure you got it in you, old man?”

“You’re going to have it in your mouth you keep talking like that.” He told her.

“I’ve had plenty in my mouth tonight.” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, laughed, “And my pussy.”

“Well when have you ever gotten enough?”

“Hey, I didn’t say no!” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, laughed and I heard the bed squeak as she jumped onto it. “Come and get it my ultimate Hindu husband.”

“Spread your pussy.” Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq told her, “Show it to me.”

“Fine, but it sounded better with that stupid gizmo you were using in that mask.”

“Yeah, halfway through me started wondering if the batteries were going to last, Durgesh used that two years ago.”

I slumped against the wall and put my hand to my throbbing temple.

This was some kind of sick joke it had to be.

“You want to lick my pussy, honey?” Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, said from within the room.

“Damn straight I do.” I heard the bed again and a Moment later, Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, moaned softly, then laughed,

“Hmm, you don’t mind getting my ultimate husband’s sloppy seconds?”

My eyes widened and as it dawned on me that there was no mistake what had happened, I heard the sound of a slap and Al Ħabīb Al Fārūq cry out,

“Ow! What was that for?”

Al Fārūq Al Ħabīb’s Bahū Bégum, Al Fātimah Al Waħīd, laughed, “That was for trying to have sex with me after you gave me to your sex wonder Hindu stepfather, Durgesh! It was already decided that once Durgesh fucks me, you’d only lick clean my Musalmān Choot and Musalmān ass. No sex anymore between us, Åbbās! I’m your Ammī now.” 

I was dumbfounded.

I couldn’t believe they tricked me to fuck Al Fātimah Al Waħīd.

I never consented.

Nevertheless, they never accepted their defeat.

Al Fātimah Al Waħīd was one more Suraiyā Jamāl.

Chapter 29

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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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