You’ve proved your titles true

Posted: November 22, 2010 | Author: Durgesh | Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat |Leave a comment

You’ve proved your titles true

My best friend had been Muħammad.

Why?

He always enjoyed talking of me fucking his extremely beautiful sisters and even his still equally extremely beautiful Ammī.

Naturally, I liked it very much.

We were in the scouts and cycled to school together.

Although we were often in different parts of the country in the early part of our adult life we often met up and had similar interest, outdoor life and sex.

I started to live in together first, a mutual friend, Waħīdah Ibrāhīm, and naturally enough Muħammad was my best friend still.

Muħammad didn’t get married for nearly 15 years.

When he did it was to a clever fun loving girl, Kħadījah, I returned the favor and was his best man.

Muħammad and Kħadījah were great friends and supported me through the difficult time.

I often spent an evening with them or they came over to my place for a weekend.

It is on one of their visits that things developed unexpectedly.

It was a lovely summer’s day and we spent the day hiking in the Cotswold.

As we drove towards my house we chatted happily when Kħadījah suggested,

“Let’s stop at The General and have a drink.”

“Great idea,” I replied, “the ESB is always great and I’m parched.”

It wasn’t much of a diversion and we were soon sitting in the garden enjoying a pint.

It was a warm day so one pint led to a second.

By this time we decided that we were hungry and ordered some food and a third drink.

“Well I can’t drive now,” Muħammad stated as he finished his steak, “so we had better walk back to your place.”

“It’s not far and it will help the meal go down,” I replied.

So we set off.

It took about half an hour to get to my house.

Muħammad and I sat on the sofa and switched the TV on whilst Kħadījah went up for a bath.

The movie Sliver with Sharon Stone happened to be on so Muħammad and I settled down to watch it.

About half an hour later Kħadījah came downstairs wearing one of Muħammad’s t-shirts and I could tell by the way her breasts moved she hadn’t put a bra on.

This was unusual as she was normally very conservative with what she wore if not a little prudish, Muħammad had occasionally moaned that she wasn’t too adventurous in bed either.

However knowing her as I did, knew she would have knickers on.

“That’s not your usual attire?” Muħammad queried as she sat down next to him on the sofa.

“Well, I picked up the wrong bag from the car; I brought the one with the cagoules and water rather than my overnight stuff,” she explained. “Why, are you complaining?”

“No,” He replied.

I decided to stay quiet but her attire had my, much overused, Uncut Hindu Cock tingling a little.

“Do you mind if I grab a shower?” Muħammad asked.

“Be my guest,” I replied, “I will probably follow you through.”

As Muħammad disappeared up stairs one of the more sexually interesting parts of the movie started.

To my surprise Kħadījah seemed to be watching intently rather than turning away and complaining as usual.

I disappeared into the kitchen quietly, grabbed myself a juice and poured Kħadījah a white wine.

As I returned I noticed that Kħadījah was leaning back in the sofa and softly caressing her left breast through the t-shirt.

I handed her drink without commenting and sat down at the opposite end of the sofa with my juice.

As sexy scene came to an end Kħadījah took a sip of wine and asked,

“What is the name of this film, Durgesh?”

“Sliver,” I replied, “I have seen it before so you can change channels if you want.”

“Oh, no, I …” Kħadījah blushed a little, “I am… intrigued by it.”

We watched on.

Shortly there was a scene where Sharon Stone was making love to the owner of the flat.

Kħadījah was again watching intently and started to caress her breast again.

Kħadījah lent further back, unbeknown to her, letting the T-shirt ride up high on her thighs and began to pinch and play with her hardening nipple.

My Uncut Hindu Cock responded to the amazing situation by hardening rapidly.

I was trying not to stare at Kħadījah caring that if Kħadījah noticed I was watching her, she would stop but it was so erotic watching her slowly becoming more stimulated by the film.

To my delight, but utter amazement, Kħadījah left one hand playing with her nipple and slowly slipped the other between her tightly closed legs.

It was obvious that Kħadījah was beginning to rub her lower lips through her knickers but, infuriatingly I couldn’t actually see anything.

“Shower’s free mate,” Muħammad shouted breaking me free from watching Kħadījah.

I stood up and wandered upstairs passing Muħammad, dressed in a pair of boxers and a T-shirt, on the landing.

I enjoyed the shower and thought about releasing the pressure on my Uncut Hindu Prick but decided not to.

I am not sure why but perhaps I was hoping for some more fun.

I followed Muħammad’s example and dressed in a pair boxers and a T-shirt and went to go downstairs.

I stopped at the top and looked down into the living room.

My Uncut Hindu Cock hardened immediately, Kħadījah was leaning against Muħammad’s chest watching another sexy scene on the TV.

Her legs were now slightly apart.

the T-shirt had risen up so that I could begin to see her sexy pale blue, translucent knickers and her fingers slowly moulding them into her moist lower lips.

Her other hand was slowly exploring Muħammad’s obviously hard cut Cock through his boxers.

I watched entranced for a while then deliberately shut the bathroom door noisily and went down the stairs.

To my surprise although Kħadījah moved her hand from Muħammad’s cut Musalmān Cock, she was too engrossed, or turned on by, the action on the screen to do anything else.

I sat at the other end of the sofa and pretended to watch the last 20 minutes of the film with them, but actually spent most of it watching Kħadījah’s fingers.

When the film ended Kħadījah looked disappointed and I decided to chance my arm.

“Did you enjoy that film, Kħadījah?” I enquired.

“Eh… Yes,” Kħadījah replied looking a little sheepish. “Not my normal viewing but I can see why you boys liked it.”

“I am always a bit disappointed in the sex scenes… “I started to say.

Muħammad looked at me flabbergasted.

Yet, I continued deliberately ignoring him altogether.

“… as they are suggestive but don’t actually really show anything. If they want to make a sexy film it should be a sex film if not don’t bother.”

“They couldn’t show more!” Kħadījah replied, “and get the film shown in cinemas.”

“Perhaps not but with the DVD you should have the option of the full version.” I went on.

By now Muħammad was going purple and looked fit to burst.

He had often told me that Kħadījah thought porn revolting and demeaning to women and said that if Kħadījah caught him watching it Kħadījah would cut his already cut dick off with a rusty file.

“But then it would just be a disgusting porn flick,” Kħadījah argued back.

“So it is alright to watch simulated and censored sex whilst your mind fills in the gaps but not watch the real thing?” I queried.

“Eh… My mind wasn’t doing that and… there’s a difference,” Kħadījah stammered.

I pressed home my advantage,

“How would you know? Have you ever watched a porn movie?” I asked to Muħammad’s utter disbelief. “and given it a fair chance.”

“No!” Kħadījah replied, “They are disgusting.”

“How do you know if you have never given them a chance?” I challenged. “You wouldn’t know if you liked chips if you didn’t try them at least once with an open mind.”

“I accept your point but…”

I interrupted,

“I challenge you to watch a porn flick with us now, with an open mind, and then see what you think.”

“Durgesh, I’m not sure,” Kħadījah went on, “Muħammad, what do you think?”

To his credit Muħammad managed to reply,

“Durgesh has a fair point if you haven’t experienced something you are in a weak position to disapprove of it.”

“Ok,” Get one and I will make up my mind,” Kħadījah decided to Muħammad’s utter disbelief. “However as soon as say enough is enough it goes off!”

“Fine,” I said getting up to get a video – Muħammad’s face was a picture and despite the film finishing and our conversation Kħadījah’s t-shirt was still allowing me a glimpse of her knickers and her nipples were rock hard and very prominent.

I chose a daring, video of mine.

It had two young, well-endowed Hindu studs giving a young attractive Sunni Musalmān girl a good time.

I inserted the video and, as the film started, sat back on the sofa.

The film started with the two Hindu studs lying on their backs with their legs entwined and more importantly their enormous Uncut Hindu Pricks next to each other, one in each hand of the naked, young Sunni Musalmān girl who used her extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth alternatively on them to their very vocal enjoyment.

I looked away from the screen to see that Kħadījah’s hand had returned between her legs and if anything her legs had parted further.

Shortly the Sunni Musalmān girl on the movie moved on and let go of the two Uncut Hindu Cocks and positioned herself to slip one deep into her Sunni Musalmān Cunt whilst the other Hindu slowly massaged his Uncut Hindu member to keep it hard.

I noticed that far from being disgusted Kħadījah’s rubbing was getting faster and her legs were gradually getting wider apart and her T-shirt higher giving me a free view of her, by now, almost transparent knickers and active fingers.

Her left hand slowly returned to Muħammad’s cut cock.

As things continued to hot up on the video Kħadījah’s hand slipped inside his boxers and began to wank his hardon.

My own Uncut Hindu Prick twitched at this sight.

I decided that it was just envy of not having a female hand round my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Although I couldn’t see it I could tell it was about average in size, perhaps 6 inches, well short of my generous 10inches.

Soon on the film we had one Hindu stud pounding the Sunni Musalmān girl’s Sunni Musalmān Cunt and the other Hindu stud’s oversized Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth.

I expected at this point to be told to turn the film off but to my surprise Kħadījah was obviously turned and slipped her hand inside her knickers.

Kħadījah let out a moan as, through the transparent pattern, I could see a finger slipping deeply into her sopping gasp.

By now my Uncut Hindu Prick was hard almost to bursting.

I therefore tried to adjust my position carefully to alleviate pressure, discretely, but my Uncut Hindu Cock had a mind of its own and thrust through the gap in boxers into full view.

Despite my best efforts my movement had caught Kħadījah’s attention and her eyes opened wide as Kħadījah stared down at my exposed Uncut Hindu Cock.

I made a big show of trying to cover it back up but it was almost impossible.

Kħadījah’s response was to finally fish Muħammad’s dick out of his boxers and to begin to wank him harder.

I gave up all pretence of trying to conceal my Uncut Hindu Prick and began to slowly caress it.

Knowing the film well, I realized that things were going to get extreme on the video soon and that it might be too much for Kħadījah.

The Sunni Musalmān girl took her mouth away from one Uncut Hindu Cock and slowly removing the Uncut Hindu Cock from her Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

She turned so she was facing the camera and squatted over the upturned Uncut Hindu Prick.

She the aligned it with her Sunni Musalmān ass, slowly slipping down on it whilst ramming two fingers deep into her Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Kħadījah was watching intently the action on the screen and I was sure that was going to be the end of an exciting evening and looked forward to wanking off in bed later.

To my amazement Kħadījah was obviously intensely turned on rather than being disgusted and Kħadījah began to whimper as she began to finger fuck herself in earnest.

I noticed that her hips were moving against her finger and her breathing was becoming uneven; Kħadījah was nearing orgasm.

Was Kħadījah going to bring herself off in front of both of us, something Kħadījah had always refused to in front of her husband alone?

Surely not!

By the look on Muħammad’s face he was equally turned on by the events and wasn’t that far of coming himself.

I noticed Kħadījah’s finger had stopped moving and Kħadījah was trying to slide a second in but was finding it difficult under the restraints of her knickers.

“Massage my tits, Muħammad,” Kħadījah suddenly instructed letting go of his cut Musalmān Prick.

Muħammad, always eager to obey, especially an order like that, began to massage her tits, ignoring my presence altogether, and their protruding erect nipples with both hands through her T-shirt.

“Not through my top,” Kħadījah complained to our amazement, “take it off so that you can massage and kiss them properly.”

Muħammad was also too hot himself by now that he delayed no further and rapidly pulled the T-Shirt revealing her wonderful firm 36c breasts.

I was envious as Muħammad began to massage one breast and took the nipple of the other into his mouth.

“Mmmm that’s it,” Kħadījah moaned as her head went back and Kħadījah enjoyed Muħammad’s attention.

Kħadījah was still struggling to get the second finger up her Sunni Musalmān Twat.

Obviously frustrated and desperate to come Kħadījah suddenly ripped down her knickers, throwing them onto the floor, lent back, opened her legs wide, giving me an excellent view of her dripping and stimulated Sunni Musalmān Slit and neatly trimmed black pubes, and began to wank herself with two fingers.

“I’m… I’m nearly there… yes that’s it… Y…Y…Yes,” Kħadījah squealed as her hips lifted up of the sofa her legs clamped round her hand and Kħadījah came — hard.

After a few moments her body relaxed and Kħadījah flopped back in the chair gasping for breath.

I assumed that with the release of sexual tension Kħadījah would come to her senses and revert to type and somewhat embarrassed disappear upstairs leaving Muħammad and me to wonder as to what might have been.

It could not have been more wrong even as Kħadījah slumped back naked on the sofa legs akimbo Kħadījah turned to Muħammad with a lustful look in her eyes and said,

“That was amazing. I knew I was horny as I came downstairs, what with a great day outside in the sunshine with two great gyes paying attention to my every need, a couple of drinks and a relaxing bubbly bath so was hoping to drag you to bed early to ease my itch so to speak but the unexpected combination of the first film and then this porno has released a part of me I never knew existed. That orgasm was the best I have ever had,”

Both Muħammad and I still had very noticeable erections poking out of our respective boxers but were in unchartered territory desperate for things to continue but cautious of putting a foot, or more likely a hand, wrong and bringing a close to proceedings by over stepping an unknown line.

“Now I need a good shafting,” Kħadījah stated taking control.

Muħammad and I were almost in a state of shock at Kħadījah’s choice of vocabulary and wondering how far things were going to go.

“Lay on the floor Hubby. I need that Cock.”

Muħammad was himself so excited that he didn’t hesitate as he stood up, slipped his boxers off and laid on the floor his Cock point almost vertically at the ceiling.

Kħadījah then stood over him and slowly squatted down so that the tip of his engorged organ began to part the lips of her Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Kħadījah grasped his Cock with one hand ensuring it maintained contact as Kħadījah rubbed herself up and down it covering it with her copious secretions and once more beginning to increase her passion.

By now I was steadily wanking my painfully stiff Uncut Hindu Cock using my precum to moisten my knob.

To Muħammad’s delight Kħadījah suddenly gripped the base of his Cock, impaled herself and as his girth stretched the walls of her Sunni Musalmān Vagina apart, they both moaned at their obvious pleasure and delight.

There was no way Muħammad was going to last long with his pent up excitement and Kħadījah rapidly bobbing up and down on his Cock.

I just hoped it would be long enough to bring Kħadījah off again.

Kħadījah was obviously approaching a second peak fast and Muħammad was working hard to delay his.

Possibly aware of the situation Kħadījah lifted herself off Muħammad, much to his displeasure, and turned round so that Kħadījah was now facing me and made a great show of spreading her Sunni Musalmān Vaginal lips for me as Kħadījah gradually slipped back down on Muħammad’s slippery and engorged Prick.

Her eyes never moved from my Uncut Hindu Cock which I was still slowly wanking.

One of her hands began to frantically rub on her Sunni Musalmān Clit desperately trying to bring herself back to a peak as Kħadījah thrust herself up and down on Muħammad’s Prick and before he could hold back no more.

“I am… g…going to come,” Muħammad warned trembling with the effort to hold on long enough for Kħadījah to come again.

Kħadījah slipped off his Cock again then slipped herself backwards until her dripping, almost orgasming, Sunni Musalmān Cunt was directly above Muħammad’s face.

Kħadījah lowered herself onto his grateful tongue and he began to lap away at her to her obvious pleasure.

Kħadījah then lent forward and took hold of Muħammad’s Cock with her left hand and slipped it into her mouth.

I knew that Kħadījah rarely performed oral sex, never when it was covered in her own secretions, and definitely didn’t allow sperm anywhere near her mouth.

Suddenly Muħammad began to tense and his back arched in a vain attempt to hold back longer.

To amazement as Muħammad groaned and began to spurt his seed deep into Kħadījah’smouth.

He must of shoot several times but Kħadījah just kept pumping her mouth up and down swallowing his seed.

Muħammad then sank two fingers into her stimulated Sunni Musalmān Cunt as he continued to nibble on her Sunni Musalmān Clit.

That took her over the top again and Kħadījah came loudly releasing his sticky Cock from her mouth as Kħadījah tensed and shook.

It took a while for them to recover their breath.

“That was amazing love,” Muħammad stated, “You have never let me come in your mouth before.”

“I couldn’t resist it after watching that porno and I was too close to coming again to want to stop,” Kħadījah replied. “Until now your Prick, Muħammad is the biggest I have seen and/or used but I have got to try Durgesh’s enormous Uncut Hindu Cock.”

Muħammad was horrified.

Yet, with that Kħadījah got up and walked over to me.

“Sit back,” Kħadījah instructed me.

I sat back, allowing my painful hardon to stick proudly upright, hardly believing what was happening.

Kħadījah turned her back to me, placed one leg either side of my Hindu thighs, took hold of my Uncut Hindu Cock and began to lower her Sunni Musalmān Cunt towards it.

To my more amazement, I noticed that Muħammad had grabbed my phone and took a picture as my Uncut Hindu Cock made contact with his normally puritanical wife’s Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Slowly Kħadījah slipped down my Uncut Hindu Cock.

A moan escaped her lips as Kħadījah got the first 5 inches in.

Kħadījah rose slightly and then sunk slightly more of my Uncut Hindu Cock in.

Kħadījah continued to bob up and down on my Uncut Hindu Prick slowly getting it deeper and deeper in.

Finally her sodden Sunni Musalmān pubes began to nestle with mine and Muħammad took a second picture.

Kħadījah was shaking and moaning with intense pleasure.

“Lick my Sunni Musalmān Clit, Muħammad,” Kħadījah instructed.

Muħammad obediently, immediately, got between her legs and began to lick her engorged Sunni Musalmān Clit with his best Hindu mate’s huge Uncut Hindu Cock deeply embedded millimetres away.

That was too much for her and Kħadījah came for a third time soaking my balls and Muħammad’s face in the process.

Muħammad had to move back as Kħadījah began to pound herself up and down on my Uncut Hindu Cock in a state of almost continual Sunni Musalmān orgasm.

I couldn’t take this for long and with a loud groan began to shoot my Hindu spunk deepest inside Kħadījah’s Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

This intensified Kħadījah’s orgasm and Kħadījah began to scream out loud and to ejaculate her own cum juice soaking my Hindu thighs.

Slowly Kħadījah began to calm down as my Uncut Hindu Prick shrank and collapsed back onto me breathing heavily.

“Allah, that was amazing, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Kħadījah stated. “I have never had sex like that before. You’ve proved your titles true.”

“I also confirm it.” Muħammad smiled.

We all knew things between us had changed and it would not be the last time Kħadījah enjoyed my Uncut Hindu Cock, it was the beginning actually.

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