The everbest wives: 8

Posted: May 15, 2010 | Author: Durgesh | Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, incest, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan |4 Comments

Ammījān left Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, when I was just admitted in college 1st year.

She deliberately started to live openly with my Abbū’s arch Hindu enemy, Durgesh, as my Abbū’s each and every houselady was doing.

I also had to leave, my Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, to live with my Ammījān.

My Abbū’s arch Hindu enemy, Durgesh, thus, became my new Hindu father.

One day I came home from my college in late December, and found Durgesh Dad sitting in the living room.

I asked what he was doing.

He said,

“Nothing, darling.”

He always called us Muslim Beauties ‘darling’, even us Musalmān daughters of his Musalmān beloveds living with him and their Musalmān Ammīs.

I knew that he attended one marriage ceremony of one of his friend who was hardly two years junior to him yesterday night.

He was a Hindu and had married with a vivacious and dazzling Musalmān Beauty.

Muslim Beauties were deserting Musalmeen nowadays very much, and living with Hindu guys either marrying them, or even without marriage in live in relationship.

I had suspected that something was going on.

I didn’t want to leave Durgesh Dad all alone.

Ammījān had instructed me especially for it.

Ammījān and my Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, had been married for over 19 years when she left him for Durgesh Dad.

I had hoped Eid would cheer things up, but it turned into a real ‘downer’ for us both.

Durgesh Dad was only 36 then, as my Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan was.

Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan got married at the age of 17 only & then my Ammī was only 15 years old.

My Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan was a nice looking Musalmān guy.

He was about 5’11″ and 153 lbs. or so, in good shape.

I told him to get a date – go out and celebrate New Years – live it up a little.

As my Ammījān was out to see her friends in Eid, Durgesh Dad was single here in the house.

On New Year’s eve I bought some large bottles of juice.

I was determined to liven things up.

I never purchsed juice, so I didn’t realize how much juice I had purchased for just two people.

That evening after a late dinner, I went upstairs and showered.

I guess subconsciously I may have wanted to turn Durgesh Dad on.

Allah, did I too wanted him to fuck me as he fucked my Ammījān?

I didn’t know at that time.

I remember admiring myself in the mirror, at my 5’2″ and a 34-28-35 figure.

I thought I looked pretty good, most probably better than his friend’s wife who got married few days back.

I put on my saree and went downstairs to welcome in the New Year with Durgesh Dad.

He was sitting on the sofa with his stocking feet up on the coffee table watching the TV.

it was 10:30, so we had an hour and a half before the ball dropped.

“Happy New Year! Let’s do a little celebrating!” I poured the juice in the glasses, and gave one to him.

He was not ready for juice initially. But I told him,

“Dad, you are my only friend and after the departure of my Ammī, I do not go out too with my friends just for you. Now can’t you have even juice with me? Dad, don’t break my heart, please Dad!”

I made him emotional.

He got up smilingly and got the juice with some roasted Chicken in a plate.

But later on he started sipping it up.

After one glass he said that he wouldn’t take another glass.

But I said,

“Please Dad, you are my only friend, Please have one more.”

Slowly and surely he started becoming emotional and he put one of his arm around my shoulder while sipping the juice.

In the next hour we finished the bottle.

I know he was more relaxed and loose than he had been all year.

I was definitely beginning to feel the juice.

I turned the overhead lights off.

It was so warm that I loose my saree and sat back down, cuddling up to him as he put his arm around me.

My left hand was resting lightly on top his Hindu thigh.

We talked freely each other.

Then I asked him why he feels so sad whenever Ammījān is out. I am doing all the Jobs what my Ammī uses to do.

Is there anything left?

When a nice slow song came on, I pulled him up and said,

“Let’s dance. Dance with me – it’s New Year’s Eve.”

At first he said ‘no’, but I insisted and he gave in.

I finally got him to hold me close and dance the way you’re supposed to on a slow dance.

When I pulled him even closer and laid my head on his shoulder I found out why he had been holding me off – he had an erection, a big one.

I could feel it pressing against my abdomen.

It may have been all the juice, but when I realized what was pressing against me, I felt a sudden rush of warmth in my pubic area and felt my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy becoming moist.

Durgesh Dad tried to pull away but I held him tighter and pressed against him, enjoying the feel of his hard Hindu erection against me, and the knowledge that I was causing it.

At that Moment, I noticed on the TV.

I whispered,

“Daddy, it’s the New Year.”

I wrapped my arms around his Hindu neck and kissed him.

As we kissed I parted my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lips and gently probed his closed Hindu lips with my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān tongue.

Just when I thought he wasn’t going to respond, he hugged me tightly and opened his Hindu lips.

I thrust my tongue as deep into his Hindu mouth as I could and pressed my Musalmān thighs against him, grinding my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān pelvis against his hard Hindu prick.

Durgesh Dad kissed me back, thrusting his Hindu tongue into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth, playing with my tongue.

I could feel my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy beginning to react, becoming wet, aching to be touched by his Uncut Hindu Prick.

It lasted for about one hour.

I thought Durgesh Dad was horny now.

But I was sure I was hornier, moreover becoming hornier more and more.

Finally we broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily.

He looked at me and said,

“Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan, we can’t…we shouldn’t be doing this. It isn’t right.”

I just continued to hold him tight and told him,

“Daddy, I’m not a kid you’re taking advantage of… I’ll be twenty after few months… I’m a grown up young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman. I know what we’re doing, and I know what I want…I want you, my darling, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!”

I pulled his Hindu lips to mine and kissed him as deeply as I could.

Taking his Hindu hand, I guided it up at my top and placed it on my breast over my saree.

I moaned softly as his Hindu hand massaged my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breast, rubbing it against the palm of his hand.

I had never felt such an intense sensation in my young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān vulva and my young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān vagina before, as I pressed against him – an ache, a deep desire, to feel him touch me – to feel him in me.

He was really tensed at that time.

He pulled my saree from my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān young body and threw it on the floor.

Then he started pulling my petticoat.

He pressed my young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān legs with his Hindu legs, and could feel the heat from my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

It was now stark naked now, as I had no panty underneath.

Then Durgesh Dad started to undo my blouse and the bra and got hold of my blouse.

He tore my blouse and threw it on the floor.

Now I was left only in the bra.

He got hold of it and unhooked it from my back.

And threw it on the floor and now I was completely naked beneath him.

I fumbled with his trouser letting them fall around his ankles.

I pushed his briefs down freeing his Uncut Hindu Cock.

Taking his warm hard Uncut Hindu Cock in my hand, I was amazed at its size.

Now I took hold of his 9 inches Uncut Hindu Cock in my hand and exclaimed, “Oh it’s a monster, too big. “

Durgesh Dad isn’t a large man physically, but his rigid fully erect Uncut Hindu Cock was too big.

Living together over the years I had seen Durgesh Dad naked before, but never with an erection.

And grasping his Hindu prick in my hand, I kissed it, licking its large plump head gently and then slipped it between my lips deep into my mouth.

I heard Durgesh Dad moan and felt him grip my head as he began to pump his Hindu prick, slowly, into my young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth, fucking it gently like it was a Musalmān Pussy with a tongue in it caressing his large Hindu prick.

He was being careful not push himself too deep into my throat, but I wanted it even deeper.

I pushed forward feeling the large Hindu head pressing against my young Saåūdī Årab Musalmān throat…

I paused, let myself relax, and felt the large Hindu head of his Uncut Hindu Prick slip down into my throat.

Allah, it was tight.

Durgesh Daddy moaned,

“Oh dammit Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan, if you keep on, I’m going to cum.”

I had to slip my mouth back off his Uncut Hindu Prick…

I couldn’t hold it in my throat very long.

I looked up at him and told him, “I want you to cum. I want to you to cum in my mouth. Fuck my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth…fuck it like it’s a Musalmān Pussy.”

I looked at his Uncut Hindu Prick and there was a large drop of pre-cum getting ready to drip from it…

I quickly caught it with my tongue.

I was surprised at how sweet it tasted.

I put my hands behind his thighs and pulled him to me taking his rigid Uncut Hindu Prick deep into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth.

Durgesh Dad held my head between his hands and began to stroke his Uncut Hindu Prick into my mouth.

After a minute or so, I felt his legs tremble.

I sucked even harder, and moving one hand to his large sac, began to squeeze and massage his balls, gently.

With a loud groan, he pushed his Uncut Hindu Prick deep into my throat and literally erupted.

I was startled by the Hindu force of his first shot of cum that hit the back of my throat…then he flooded my mouth with spurt after spurt of hot Hindu cum.

He must have had a year’s worth of passion for me , pent up in him waiting to be released.

I could feel his Hindu cum dripping from my chin and getting on my Musalmān breasts as I swallowed trying to keep up with the torrent of Hindu cum I had received from him.

After a minute or so, he gripped me under my arms and lifted me to my feet.

He kissed me and then pushed me gently down on the sofa.

Leaning over me he kissed me.

He whispered,

“Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan, that was wonderful… really wonderful.”

He pinched the nipple and I groaned.

Then I was moaning, “aaaaaaaaaah…aaauchh…uhhhhhh…”

I did climax so suddenly, I almost lost my grip on my legs as I felt the intense sensation in my body and in my Musalmān Cunt.

He felt my body shudder with my orgasm and slowed down.

He would just kiss me through the swollen lips and lightly touch my Musalmān Clit.

He kept this up until I could no longer stand it and I finally moaned,

“OH Daddy…Daddy, I want you. I want you now…I want to feel you in me.”

My Musalmān Vagina started twitching.

I was too hot now pumping my Musalmān buttocks vigorously.

I groaned again,

“Aaaaaah soooon I am cummmming… ahhha it feels soooooo gooood…”

I arched my legs and started shooting my load of cum.

I looked happy now.

“I love you my darling, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!” I said to him while kissing him on his lips and sucking his mouth.

He did not feel ashamed of anything he did, even in the least.

We stretched out on the couch with Durgesh Dad between my legs.

I reached down, took his hard Uncut Hindu Prick, rubbed its head against my dripping Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy, and placed its head between the lips of my wet Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot.

I was so wet, I was sure that I had to be getting my juices all over the sofa.

I told him to put a pillow under my Musalmān buttocks so that he can insert his Uncut Hindu Lund properly in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot, without hurting me.

He obliged me.

He pulled a pillow and put it beneath my Musalmān buttocks.

Now he could see my Musalmān Cunt completely.

He rubbed his Uncut Hindu Cock to my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt again, and tried to insert it in my lovehole.

Bu,t its size was too big and my lovehole was too tight and virgin.

I put my legs wider apart so that he can insert his Uncut Hindu Cock in it but of no use.

Then he stood up, got the oil bottle and rubbed it on his Uncut Hindu Dick, even some on my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt entrance.

Now he was able to insert some of his Uncut Hindu Cock in my Musalmān Cunt hole.

Durgesh Dad started pushing it in slowly, while I gasped and cried,

“Oh no! It is too big and fat. leave me, Durgesh darling…leave me…”

But he also enjoyed this act too.

Now he was furious as I started to resist him again.

He thrust it with full power in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I cried, “Uhhhh Ohhh Ammī! Stop this…Stop this, my darling.”

But now Durgesh grabbed my shoulders with his hands and started to pump his Uncut Hindu Cock in and out.

He was pumping furiously and I was crying,

“For Allah’s sake leave me out, go away.”

He told me,

“Wait Sālī Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan, you will enjoy it after a while, and will demand for it more and more into you.”

Durgesh started pumping it in and out slowly and steadily now, and I gasped and moaned,

“ooooooohhhhhhh… aaaahhhhhhhhaaaaa…fuck me…. tear my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt ….., invade me, rape me… oooohhhhh Ammījān…Durgesh darling, I’ll die.”

He was NOT my Hindu father now, anymore.

He was my darling Hindu husband and I was his new Musalmān wife.

I giggled and moaned heavily now.

He was also moaning heavily.

He speeded up his Hindu thrusts and I also moved my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks up and down.

Our bodies were burning like fire now.

Both of us were creating a strange sound.

Durgesh Dad started to fuck me with long Hindu strokes, drawing his Uncut Hindu Prick almost out of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy and then thrusting it back, down into me deepest every time.

Each time he bottomed out I could feel the head of his Uncut Hindu Prick pushing into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān cervix.

I wrapped my nude Saåūdī Årab Musalmān legs around his Hindu thighs and gripped the cheeks of his butt in my hands.

I pulled him into me as I pushed my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks up to meet the downward thrusts of his hard Uncut Hindu Prick.

I had never felt anything so big or so deep in me.

I could feel my Musalmān Pussy lips stretching as he pushed his Uncut Hindu Prick back and my body was aching, anticipating the feel of it plunging back into the depths of my throbbing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I felt Durgesh Dad change the angle of his thrusts slightly, causing the top of his Uncut Hindu Prick to rub against my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Clitoris, trapping my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Clit between our pubic bones when he thrust deep into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

As the head of his Uncut Hindu Prick slipped into me, Dad buried it all way in my aching Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt – I felt the head of his Uncut Hindu Prick pushing against my cervix, the neck of my uterus, and I climaxed again, even more intense than before.

I moaned,

“Allah… Allah… Oh Daddy.. Durgesh darling…mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya! I didn’t know… it’s never felt so good. Allah Allah Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah! Durgesh darling…mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya! don’t stop. Fuck me… Durgesh darling…. Daddy darling…Durgesh darling…mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya! That’s it fuck me hard.” I could feel his thrusting speed up as the tension in my body kept building higher and higher, pushing me closer to the edge of a climax.

He buried his Uncut Hindu Prick even deeper into me, groaned and held it there.

When I felt his Uncut Hindu Prick throbbing, pouring his Hindu cum deepest into me, I was pushed over that crest and I felt the spasms in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy around his throbbing Uncut Hindu Prick as my climax swept over me.

Dad slowly stroked his Uncut Hindu Prick in and out my drenched Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy milking the last bit of Hindu cum from his Uncut Hindu Prick.

I was soaked.

I could feel his Hindu cum and my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy juices running down the cheeks of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass as he stroked his Uncut Hindu Prick into me.

“Oh Daddy,” I moaned softly, “I didn’t know it could be this good. Allah, I feel so good right now…so satisfied.” I kissed him gently and just held him in my arms atop me, his Uncut Hindu Prick still buried deepest in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I had never felt more sensual and, it may sound odd, more beautiful than I did at that Moment.

I said while gasping and moaning, “Now I will become your son’s Ammī, now you are my husband too, as you are the practical husband of my Ammījān. We will start our new life, now as husband and wife.”

He fucked me, and fucked, and fucked as if till infinity.

I was kissing him passionately and meeting his savage Hindu thrusts into my tight Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy with more lust and passion.

My tight Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy was clutching and sucking his Uncut Hindu Prick around its entire Hindu length and thickness.

He was playing with my beautiful nude Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Buttocks, at the same time.

We talked about our new love life, still making love continuously.

We went to bed after that but not to sleep.

We made love twice more that night.

Dad said I was making him feel like a 20-year-old.

After that I became his wife and we used to sleep together in the same bed, with my Ammījān there too.

I became pregnant at the same time with my Ammījān.

Now our sons Pārthésh and Pralayésh are 3 years old and studying in KG class.

Pārthésh is my son from Durgesh.