Ved Nagar: 15

Posted: September 19, 2012 | Author: Durgesh | Filed under: Adult Science Fiction, Ashvinatam, Bachhalyās, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Al Islam Al Wahāb, Al Kubrah Al Qāsim, Al Lubnā Al Qāsim, Al Muħammad Al Qāsim, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, Al Nāsirah Al Karīm, Al Quddūs Al Åālam, Al Qur’an Al Tawħīd, Al Qāsim Al Åbdullah, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim, Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd, Al Zakiyah Al Qāsim, Al Zakiyah Al Waħīd, Al Zakāt Al Qāsim, Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, Feminism, HLMCIC, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, Kħadeejah Muħammad, Kħadījah Muħammad, Kħadījah Sheikħ, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Nafīsah Salmān, Pandit Brahmdutt Paurāñic, Pratāp Bachhalyā, Seven Movements, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Vikram Bachhalyā | 3 Comments

Kħātūn-e-Jannat

Volume 2

Ved Nagar

Durgesh

Previous Chapters

Chapter 15

Durgesh Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd

I studied the letter Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd gave me.
Both Kħadījah Muħammad and Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan were watching Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd and me judiciously.
The letter said,

‘Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd dear,
Don’t come home until you have done what I am asking you to do.
Don’t let anyone know you have heard from me.
I won’t be able to meet the boat.
Take a cab and go as fast as possible to Durgesh.
Yes, you are right.
I always criticized him because I told you he molested my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Houseladies.
Well, it wasn’t true, darling. I’m sorry.
I told it to you and to others as well, only to save my face.
You don’t know, dear, so many of us Musalmīn do so.
Well, the fact was that my Musalmān Houseladies were nudists.
Yes, I am ashamed of them.
I couldn’t make them to obey our Islamic morals.
Durgesh has successfully converted again so many Musalmān Beauties from immoral Westerners to practicing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Beauties again.
I hired Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service consequently.
Durgesh helped me successfully in keeping my extremely beautiful nudist Musalmān Houseladies to himself at least.
Durgesh is a great human being, my dear.
Contrary to what’s being said about Durgesh untruthfully, only in order to save our own faces in our society and in Ummat-e-Muslimah, Durgesh has saved countless Musalmīn from committing suicides and going mad.
He is a great man.
You can believe him blindly.
Sorry for not telling you this truth before.
I need his services again but I can’t approach him.
That’s why I’m writing this letter to you.
Get Durgesh to go to the Bank with you, cash the enclosed check and have Durgesh take charge of the money for you so that none else can get it except Durgesh or yourself only.
After you have done it, come home and try to keep your temper.
Above all, be prepared for a shock, sorry, but I can’t help it.
Tell Durgesh to prepare a will leaving everything to you.
I want a short will and want it prepared just as fast as Durgesh can do it.
He is quite a man of action, you know.
He never wastes precious time.
Have Durgesh come to the house when the will is ready for my signature.
Marry Durgesh.
Yes, that’s the only way I can think of to save you from my ever-greedy relatives.
Sorry, my daughter.
Sorry, my child.
If you can’t marry Durgesh, manage to have live in relationship with him at least.
Take it seriously.
You can’t fight my ever-greedy relatives successfully.
Only Durgesh can do it.
Even I can’t, hell.
They are too shrewd even for me.
Tell Durgesh to have necessary witnesses with him too.
At the very first opportunity, Durgesh has to hand me the will.
I’ll sign it and give it back to him to keep.
No one in the world except Durgesh and the witnesses must know Durgesh has a will ready for my signature, or that it has been executed.
The greatest secrecy is necessary.
Please, remember, Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd, that no matter what happens I love you very much indeed.

Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’*

I looked at Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd gravely.
“Sounds as if quite an emergency. Well, do you have any idea what it is?”
Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd looked at me shyly.
It was more than obvious she was weighing me as her husband/live in relationship partner.
She was attempting her hardest not to appear impish, but not succeeding dexterously.
The imagination that I was her chosen life partner by her own uncle, Al Muħammad Al Qāsim, was making her quite mischievous.
“The letter is all I know. It was sent to Al Riyāz. I had been in Makkah Al Mukarramah for a three-month vacation. They thought I needed a rest.”
“Who the hell are these ‘they’ your uncle calls his ever greedy relatives in his letter?” I smiled.
Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd too smiled shrewdly.
“Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, Uncle Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s half brother, his wife Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, Uncle Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s sisters Al Zakiyah Al Qāsim and Al Lubnā Al Qāsim, Vikram Bachhalyā, Al Zakiyah Al Qāsim’s husband and Pratāp Bachhalyā, Al Lubnā Al Qāsim’s husband.”
“I see, Bachhalyā?”
“That’s right.” Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd said mischievously, “What do you think? Only the ever-coldest Brāhmañ Beauties can win a Bachhalyā husband?”
I smiled cunningly.
“Did I say that?”
“Not in so many words, well.” Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd agreed reluctantly.
“Total six of them?”
“Total six of them.” Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd said, “They came to visit Uncle Al Muħammad Al Qāsim. Aunt Al Safiyah Al Ghaus said she’d take charge of things. In their opinion, I was rundown and needed a good long rest. She also suggested in returning, I should go on a ocean voyage too and forget about everyone except myself.”
“I see. Your Uncle Al Muħammad Al Qāsim and you both were too dumb to suspect anything?”*

Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd winked at me.
“You know very well, it wasn’t so.”

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had ushered Al Muħammad Al Qāsim through the open door, along a vestibule, then swung open a heavy oaken door that moved on well-oiled hinges.
I was sitting there on my executive chair.
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim had high cheekbones.
His gaunt face, his smart eyes, all bore the unmistakable stamp of his immense shrewdness, his immense sharpness, his immense perceptiveness, his immense discernment, his immense insight, his immense wisdom.
What a tragedy.
Such a smart Musalmān was suffering only from the fact that he did deliberately not understand he wasn’t following True Islam.
He was following Pseudo Islam instead, devised by Yazīd Malåūn and the immensely selfish Mullahs and Maulavīs of his time who helped Yazīd Malåūn.
He stubbornly refused to understand the difference between True Islam and Pseudo Islam.
He thought it was my strategy to fuck more and more extremely lovely Musalmān Beauties.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and all her seven movements Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service,were my own strategical plannings.
I couldn’t make him see why he was immensely wrong.
The result was that his wife Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was dominating him invariably.
She was a lot smarter than even her husband was.
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was a great scholar of Vedic Sanskr’t as well as of Arabic.
Still, the set of Al Muħammad Al Qāsim’s jaw, the thin determined line of his mouth showed the spirit of an indomitable fighter.
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was dominating such an indomitable fighter, disclosed how smarter she was even than Al Muħammad Al Qāsim.
I smiled at him.
“Well, well, well, you know you could have called me even.”
“Hell, I can’t talk with you freely there.”
“Oh, it’s alright. You are most welcome. Won’t you sit down?”
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim looked at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
“I requested you to talk in private. Can’t we?”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled,
“Excuse me, please.”
She left my personal office.*

I smiled at Al Muħammad Al Qāsim.
“Okay now?”
“Thank you. I’m surrounded now by my ever-greedy relatives. They are conspiring against me.”
“And you want to get rid of them?”
“Well, one of them is my half brother, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs. He never paid any attention to my problems. I don’t think he is still interested. He has his own money.”
I raised my eyebrows.
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim hesitated somewhat.
“We share our Ammī. We are Ammīzād brothers, but our fathers are different.”
I waited.
“My Abbū Al Qāsim Al Åbdullah is a converted Musalmān. He was a born Hindu, Pandit Brahmdutt Paurāñic.”
“I know.” I said avoiding any comment from myself.
“My Abbū is the second husband of my Ammī, Al Islam Al Wahab. She was married to Al Quddūs Al Åālam when she fell in love with my father Pandit Brahmdutt Paurāñic.”
“I know that too. Your preliminaries are not being rather long?”
“Let me tell it my own way. I can’t explain everything to you without you knowing entirely what I’m telling you.”
“Okay.”
“My Ammī, Al Islam Al Wahab, says Al Nadīm Al Quddūs is not my half brother at all. She had extra marital affair with my father Pandit Brahmdutt Paurāñic even then. Al Nadīm Al Quddūs was born when she was still in nikāħ of Al Quddūs Al Åālam, but he wasn’t Al Nadīm Al Quddūs’s father.”
“So Al Nadīm Al Quddūs is your real elder brother?”
“That’s what my Ammī says now.” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim sighed helplessly.
“I see.”
“Al Quddūs Al Åālam was a millionaire himself. Al Nadīm Al Quddūs inherited his money and business both. But his wife, my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, wants my money too. I’m a multi millionaire. Her husband’s million dollars are not enough for her. Damn it.”*

I smiled.
“Your Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, is a great woman.”
“You’ve fucked her already?” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim asked me sharply, “Am I wasting my time? If you are fucking my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, already, I don’t stand a chance with you. I know your Uncut Hindu Lund is crazy to visit extremely lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts. Tell me if the bitch has already her paws on you.”
“No comment.”
“Allah! Yā Allah!”
I smiled at Al Muħammad Al Qāsim.
“Your Musalmān Houseladies want you protected. Don’t worry. I can’t annoy them, you know.”
“Why are you so irrational to fuck extremely attractive Musalmān Beauties?”
“Well, you can’t understand it. Forget.”
“Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, my Bhābhījān, wants my daughters Al Zakāt Al Qāsim, Al Kubrah Al Qāsim, Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim, etcetera either disinherited or she should also get the same amount what my daughters are getting.”
“Well, she isn’t your daughter. How can she?” I asked.
“She argues that Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd also isn’t my daughter, yet she is getting the same amount under my will as my daughters are.”
“Oh, why?”
“Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd is her stepdaughter.” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim said bitterly, “Her Ammī was my elder brother Al Nadīm Al Quddūs’s first wife.”
“Al Qur’an Al Tawħīd?”
“That’s right. Al Safiyah Al Ghaus snatched away her husband first. She managed to blacken Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd’s character to Al Nadīm Al Quddūs Bhāījān. She convinced him Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd isn’t his daughter. He has disinherited her. Now the bitch is trying to disinherit the poor girl from my will too.”
“How?”
“That’s what I don’t know yet. But my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, hates the ground my niece Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd walks on. I intend not to let her succeed in it.”
I looked at him.
“I’ve made my daughters and my niece fighters. You know it. I want you to take care of Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd too as you are taking care of my daughters. You are already in the saddle. Start riding both the horse and mare.”
“Mare?”
“My Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus,” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim snapped.
I smiled.
“Don’t trust the bitch. Fuck her and enjoy her beautiful body. But never trust the bitch. She’s a snob. Ever notice how it happens that people who have real background and breeding are considerate, tolerant, and broad-minded, while people who haven’t anything except money that they didn’t earn themselves, are intolerant? That’s my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus,you fuck wildly, I guess.”
I tried to say something but Al Muħammad Al Qāsim raised his hand and stopped me.
“Listen to me, please; I’m your father in law too.”
I looked at him gravely.
“My entire daughters, except Al Waħīdah Al Qāsim, love you. She loved Prañav Yogéndr Divyānand and married him. My Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, has got about the nicest figure I’ve ever seen on a woman. And I’ve too seen lots of them.
“Never underestimate my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, Durgesh. She uses her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān body as her ever best weapon. When you fuck her she is the most capable and even having all the smartness you are less capable than her, because your Uncut Hindu Lund is inside her ever smart Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.”
I smiled.
“Sorry for using those words, but that’s it.” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim said bitterly, “That woman enjoys your Uncut Hindu Lund in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, but it sharpens her brain.”
I laughed.
“You don’t believe me? Try to test what I’m telling you. The more you fuck my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, the sharper is her already ever smart brain. She made Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, to disinherit his own daughter when he was fucking the bitch. Never underestimate her, I repeat. She’s smart. My Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, is chain lightning! She’s got her eye on a big slice of money, and Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, hasn’t waked up yet, despite the fact that he has lost his daughter to me.
“That’s all right. Let him sleep. He has paid for a dream. As long as he’s enjoying the dream, why grab him by the shoulder and bring him back to the grim realities of existence?”*

I waited instead of commenting.
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim went on,
“Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, married to Al Safiyah Al Ghaus. You are fucking her. You know her more than me even. I don’t think you approached Bhābhījān to fuck her. Instead, I’m dead sure Bhābhījān herself approached you to seduce you and fuck you.”
“I’m listening to.”
“No comment?”
“No comment.”
“Have you decided to help Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd and me, or you’d help my Bhābhījān right or wrong?”
“I won’t help anyone in wrong.”
“Do my Bhābhījān fuck you?”
“I never disclose my sexual or even romantic relations with a lady without her express permission.”
“Get her permission then.”
“If we really fuck each other.”
“Allah, are you crazy? That woman is already under suspicion that she has murdered her former husband she inherited millions from. Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, is a damnfool. He believes her blindly. He married to the Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān woman he visualizes beneath Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus’s beautiful exterior. It’s not the real woman. It’s a sort of man made spouse that Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, has conjured up out of his own mind. It’s a non-existent dream woman Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, loves and married to.”
I still kept listening to him without any comment whatsoever from me.
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim watched me scornfully.
“I never thought you are only an Uncut Hindu Lund who needs a lovely Musalmān Choot only to be buried into.”
I smirked.
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim said,
“When Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, wakes up he’ll marry Al Zakiyah Al Waħīd and really be happy. Right now, he’s sleepwalker. He’s in a dream. Don’t try to wake him up.
“I have money in billions, but that murderous woman seems to have your multi zillions to face my billions. Allah, what a lovely Musalmān Choot can get from an ever-ravenous Uncut Hindu Lund. My billions have failed already. Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah!”
I smiled.
“Wouldn’t contribute in my monologue to change the situation?”
I smiled again.
“Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd is my responsibility from now on and so you are.” I said gravely, “Now forget your problems.”
“Allah! Kufr ŧūŧā Kħudā Kħudā karké.” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim said ironically, “I never knew my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, had such a control on you.”
I winked at him.
“Stop! I already have a grand erection.”
“For my Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus?” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim looked at me contemptuously.
“For your Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus.” I acknowledged shamelessly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll send the bitch to satisfy you to your heart’s content.” Al Muħammad Al Qāsim said furiously, “Let my damnfool Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, pay the cost of marrying a Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān nymph that’s more devoted to her Hindu lover than to her bloody fool Musalmān husband. Well, he bought beauty on the auction block. He couldn’t understand the difference between a nymph and a wife. He divorced Al Qur’an Al Tawħīd to marry this bloody slut. Now he is paying for it.”
I smiled.
“Well, isn’t it your Bhāījān’s life? Shouldn’t the hell he decide what he wants from his life whether right or wrong?”*

Al Muħammad Al Qāsim sighed.
“I think so. Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, is smart enough to anticipate my sources and have them in her favor already, before I use them. Smart! Damned smart bitch!! If she has to get out from under, she’ll unswervingly trap you to save her own skin. Don’t think the ever-dazzling Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān bitch can’t do it. She is more capable than even you can think of her.

His Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus gritted her teeth.
“Are you listening to the bastard?” she asked Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
“Sure,” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled, “I know these bastards more than you can even think of. That’s why I informed you that your ‘ever moral’ ‘ideal Musalmān devar, brother in law,’ has sought for an appointment with my Ŧhonkū.”
“Ŧhonkū?”
“Who ŧhonks me, didn’t understand?, who penetrates me, idiot.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan winked at Al Safiyah Al Ghaus.
Despite her immense fury, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus laughed.
“You and your ever bold language,Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan!”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan winked at her.
“Be bold if you really want to survive in this male dominant world. They all want to keep us women under their masculine feet. Who is spreading the rumors that you have deliberately murdered your previous husband? His younger brother, Muħammad Yūsuf. Doesn’t he?”
“He always hated his elder brother in his lifetime.” Al Safiyah Al Ghaus laughed ironically, “And now, after his death, he is raising hell that I’ve murdered his elder brother.”
“That is our Ummat-e-Muslimah today, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus. None of them is Musalmān actually. All of them are bloody munāfiqīn, Pseudo Musalmīn. Now, do you understand why I run my seven movements: Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service? Punish them. They are ever jealous of Hindus that we prefer Hindus on them? Do it openly. Humiliate the bastards until they surrender.”

Al Muħammad Al Qāsim kept on telling me.
“Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, would be cuckolded by my ever ambitious Bhābhījān, Al Safiyah Al Ghaus, to herself and you. Nafīsah Salmān cuckolded Imām Muħammad Ħasan. Didn’t she? Kħadījah Sheikħ and Åāyeshah Muħammad Åbdullah cuckolded Muħammad Åbdullah. Bhāījān, Al Nadīm Al Quddūs, is writing his destiny imprudently to the same consequences, nothing else.”
I deliberately avoided looking at the closed door Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had vanished behind.
I knew both Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and Al Safiyah Al Ghaus were there.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was adamant that Al Safiyah Al Ghaus too must be there so she could herself see and listen to her brother in law Al Muħammad Al Qāsim what he said about her.
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim had signed a blank cheque in the meantime to me.
“It’s for Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service.” he said, “Please take care of my family, especially Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd and myself. I’d sign more cheques if needed. I’ll instruct my banks and my treasurer too to let you have any amount you need. I know you now far better that you’d never overcharge me. I don’t know how the hell the Musalmīn think you are their enemy. The more I know you the more I have faith in you. You are the ever best friend in need I ever met in my entire life so far. Allah Ħāfiz.”
“Allah Ħāfiz.”
Al Muħammad Al Qāsim shook my hand and marched out.

Chapter 16
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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

Āb-e-Ħayāt: Ever youth-2: Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah

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Āb-e-Ħayāt: Ever youth:

Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah

Muħammad Åbdullah lost his Sisters, Wives, daughters, his every houselady to Durgesh

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Fātimah had gone somewhere.

Muħammad Åbdullah needed Fātimah very much.

She sacrificed herself to make him a free man again.

She had to.

Muħammad Åbdullah’s wife, Kħadījah Sheikħ and his sister, Åāyeshah Muħammad Åbdullah, both were not ready to release him from their custody.

“We’ve the entire film completely.”I had told them gravely, “Muħammad Åbdullah can’t go against us.”

“We need our toilet.” Muħammad Åbdullah’s wife, Kħadījah Sheikħ flared, “Don’t we, Åāyeshah?”

“Sure.” his sister objected.

Fātimah was also Muħammad Åbdullah’s sister, younger than Åāyeshah Muħammad Åbdullah.

She smiled,

“What do you prefer, Durgesh? They have gone mad in their revenge.”

Muħammad Åbdullah interrupted,

“I need their urine, Fātimah!”

Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah was startled,

“What?” she could not believe her own ears.

“A long time has passed, Fātimah.”

“So what?”

“They never allowed me, in the meantime, to drink anything except their urine.”

“Bhāījān!”

“They never allowed me, in the meantime, to eat anything except their waste.”

“Allah!” Fātimah gasped, “Allah!”

“They’ve made me a swine for them entirely. I can’t live now without their wastes.”

Fātimah was burning in anger.

But she knew she was as helpless as her brother himself was.

“I tried my best to stop them both, from doing it.” I apologized, “But I am sorry, Fātimah darling, I got nowhere.”

Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah gritted her teeth,

“You and your love to your Musalmān Laundīs!”

I was all alert,

“Musalmān Laundīs?”

“Yes, Musalmān Laundīs.”Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah blurted, “That’s what I called them. What else they are, anyway?”

I went to the window.

I opened it, and watched through it as far as I could see.

“I’m a Hindu, Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah! I don’t believe in the Islamic System of Slavery.”

Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah laughed ironically,

“You want to say that Hinduism is better than Islam , because Islam supports slavery and Hinduism doesn’t?”

“I don’t think even Islam supports slavery, basically.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ħuzoor^swas the best Musalmān. Was he^s not?”

“Of course, he^s was.”

“Yet, he^s did not keep Ħazrat Zaid^r bin Ħāris his slave. Ħuzoor^s freed him, released him^r from his^s slavery, and to treat him^requal he^s married his^s cousin, Ħazrat Zainab^r bint Jaħash with Ħazrat Zaid^r bin Ħāris.”

“Oh,” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah laughed sarcastically, “so you want to say you are following Ħuzoor^s?”

“Of course, I am.”

“I don’t want to argue with you, Durgesh, Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam!” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah said curtly, “Ħuzoor^s never had any of such great titles.”

“Stop it, Fātimah.” Muħammad Åbdullah interrupted impatiently, “you are making my life worse.”

“Bhāījān!”

“You don’t and can’t understand my necessities, now.”

“Bhāījān!”

“I’m not blaming you, Fātimah! You never went through what I did. Moreover, nauzbillah, you ever go through that.”

“Fātimah,” Muħammad Åbdullah addressed his sophisticated younger sister gravely, “It depends on how your Ammī brings you up.”

“What do mean, Bhāījān?”

“Can you believe our Ammī brought us all up, differently altogether?”

Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah had taken out my Uncut Hindu Penis and sitting on her knees, upright, she had already started to suck me.

She smiled,

“Well, I’m proud of Ammījān that she made us habitual of sucking Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Penis and drinking his utmost tasty Hindu urine.”

Muħammad Åbdullah looked at her,

“It’s what she did to you, my sisters and cousins. She did something more to me, entirely different.”

“You never told me it, before, Bhāījān!”Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah was all protest suddenly.

“Well, I thought it was one of the matters males and females differ in.”

“And who told you that?”

“Ammījān, of course! Who else?”

Chapter 3

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service

5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1

6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2

7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3

8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4

9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5

10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6

11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7

12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8

13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9

14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10

15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11

16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12

17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13

18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1

48. Making love and understanding everything

49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1

67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2

68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3

69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. The Extent

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

87. The everincreasing infinite lust

88. The women in my life

89. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

90. A Deep Conflict-1

91. I’m never ashamed of it

92. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

93. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

94. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

95. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

96. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

97. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

98. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 6

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1

10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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More commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46

6. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

7. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

8. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

9. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

10. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

11. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

12. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

13. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

14. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5

15. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

16. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42

17. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

18. Saamved: Mantr 1

19. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

20. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

21. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

22. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service

5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1

6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2

7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3

8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4

9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5

10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6

11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7

12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8

13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9

14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10

15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11

16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12

17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13

18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1

48. Making love and understanding everything

49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1

67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2

68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3

69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. The Extent

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

87. The everincreasing infinite lust

88. The women in my life

89. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

90. A Deep Conflict-1

91. I’m never ashamed of it

92. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1

10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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More commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46

6. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

7. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

8. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

9. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

10. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

11. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

12. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

13. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

14. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5

15. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

16. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42

17. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

18. Saamved: Mantr 1

19. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

20. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

21. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

22. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25

The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies: 1-Of my Musalmān friends-2

Posted: January 11, 2010 | Author: Durgesh | Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Åāýéshah Muħammad, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, Behavioural Science, Feminism, Fātimah Muħammad, life sciences, Maimoonah Muħammad Åbdullah, Muslim Feminism, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Suraiyah Jamāl, Ħafsā Muħammad Åbdullah | 3 Comments

The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies

1: Of my Musalmān friends

Indro nirjyotishā tamso gā aduxat

Durgesh

Previous Chapters

Chapter 2

I said,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, though I’m fascinated about your navel, Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs and ass, I wanted to see your navel only. Already you showed me your navel. This is enough for me. But still I feel horny when I talk with you about your sexual life.”

“I am also feeling hot Durgesh.”Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah kissed me.

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, how many times your husband fucks you in a day?” I asked her an extreme question.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah didn’t show her shock on her face now, smiled at me naughtily and asked,

“Do you really require to know it, Durgesh?”

“Yes Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, I want to know how many times my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah is getting fucked, in a day.”

“Twice in a day Durgesh, twice in a day. He will fuck me, until I get satisfied.” she closed her eyes.

I laid her on the bed, opened her saree from her hips, and teased her navel by my finger.

I inserted my finger in her deep navel and asked her,

“Will he lick your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy?”

“Yes, sometimes, Durgesh.”

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was in heaven when she talked like this, and I asked her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, all the youngsters in our colony are eying on you, you know?”

“Hey, what are you saying? I am not that much beautiful.”

“But they are mad on your ass. They want to see your navel at least once.” I added.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah is still uncomfortable now and she was shy to get all this comments from her Hindu Nandoī.

Her cheeks became red.

“Yes, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, they love to see your ass shake, when you walk in saree. They count it too.” I increased her horniness, deliberately.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah looked at me with unbelievable eyes.

Because she was waiting for this complement for long years, but she is highly satisfied now and felt hot really.

“They opened my eyes Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah. I am squeezing my Uncut Hindu Penis on you for last 10 years thinking about your sexy moon hip and your huge round buttocks.” I made circle around her deep navel with my finger.

She moaned and enjoyed this.
“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, I love to lick your navel.”

She didn’t reply me.

She was lying in closed eyes.

I kissed her navel, licked and sucked it for 45 minutes.

She moaned heavily, shook her hip in sexy way, and I caressed her extremely stunning Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks.

“Durgesh, it’s enough. Durgesh, leave my navel.” She moaned with pleasure.

“I want to see you nude, your up and downs Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah.”

I squeezed her navel.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was shocked by this and told me,

“No, Durgesh, I should not be nude in front of you.”

“Promise. I will not fuck you Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah.” I asked once again.

She was surprised of my strange questions.

Without expecting her reply, I pulled her saree away from her waist.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah felt everything is going out of her control, as I trapped her one by one.

First saree, then blouse, then bra.

Finally, I came to her panty.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah didn’t stop me.

But she turned back, when I removed her panty.

Her ass was up.

Just miss.

Now Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah is completely nude in front of me with her naked great Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

She didn’t expect I would make her nude.

She felt shy and closed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy,

“Durgesh, don’t look at your salhaj, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy. I should not show to you. Please.”

She deplored and begged me not to see her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

She stood from the bed and was ready to run away from me.

But I knew how to take off her hand.

I also became nude and kept my rod in 90 degrees.

Then I went back to her and saw her huge mountain Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Now Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah saw me with frightened eyes and requested me not do anything in her ass.

But I didn’t listen to her.

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass is really nice. When you walk, your ass makes me mad. So I like to see how your bare ass shakes when you walk. Today you should not wear any dress Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah. We are alone here. Only you and me, none else. You should be completely nude. I am going to enjoy the shakes of your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, hip and huge round extremely stunning Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks. See, I’m not fucking you, neither in your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy, nor in your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass. I’m keeping my promise. The only thing I want to is, to appreciate your outstanding Saåūdī Årab Musalmān beauty. Can’t you do only that for me? For your Hindu Nandoī? You’ve to do nothing more what you haven’t already done for me. Let’s stay nude, darling.”
But Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah begged me to leave her,

“Durgesh, I am your salhaj, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, and some other man’s wife. I should not show my nude body particularly my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy and ass to you. Since you want to see me nude all over the day, It is impossible. If anyone knows this, my life will be miserable. Please Durgesh; Leave your Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy. Please!” She deplored.

I respected her feelings and after that I didn’t force her.

Then I took her to movie and beach.

She was very happy all over the day and she thanked me.

As our parents returned from the marriage in the night, I didn’t get any chances of teasing my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s sexy assets.

Everyone should be proud of having such homely sexy hot ladies.

I am proud of my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, because she doesn’t want to cheat her husband.

I was trying to fuck her but she didn’t want to cheat her husband.

I was sad after this incident and the Next day morning-

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was ready to go ‘Muslimahs love Hindus’.

She was in a fantastic saree looking gorgeous.

But again, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah told she is still hot and her stomach makes trouble.

So I wanted to use this opportunity. I went to her and told her “Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, unless you apply oil in your cute ass hole, you can’t get relief.”

“Allah, Durgesh , tell some other treatment.”

I told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, there is one more treatment, I tell you.”

Then I saw her, she was looking like an angel, holding books on her breast.

We were standing in the kitchen.

I suddenly bent down and lifted her saree.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was shocked when her saree is suddenly lifted by me.

before she realized the things, I lifted her saree above her waist, and within a second I slide her red panty down to her knee.

Before she stops me, I separated her ass cheeks and planted a deep kiss on her cute shivering Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole, not with my lips, but with my hardened Uncut Hindu Penis head.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah didn’t expect this sudden attack on her ass hole.

She felt current flow in her ass hole.

She became mad and she loved the pleasure, Spread over her ass hole.

I was touching her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole, with my Uncut Hindu Penis head, without any interval.

She thought of taking her ass from my Uncut Hindu Penis head ,but she was not able to do so, because the painful pleasure inside her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole made her stand in the same position.

Frankly speaking, she still wanted my Uncut Hindu Penis on her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

So, it was this way.

I still separated her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks further and saw her open ass hole.

Then madly I started touching her glory hole with my extremely hardened Uncut Hindu Penis head.

When I touched her hole, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah deeply moaned with pleasure, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaah,aa,aa,ahhh,mmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaa.”

She was not able to stand.

We forgot about everything.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah kept her hands on the wall, offering her great Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass to my Uncut Hindu Penis head.

I touched her ass hole with it for 35 minutes.

She moaned heavily, and I found some sound near kitchen.

I left her saree down and stopped the touching session.
Yes, my Pitr’shrī came to kitchen.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was breathing heavily and I told him,

“Pitr’shrī, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah is not feeling well. Let her go to ‘Muslimahs love Hindus’ in the afternoon.”

He told her to take rest.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah immediately ran to her room.

After some time, I went to her room.

She was sitting on the bed.

She was silent and was thinking something seriously

Seeing me, she stood up and told me,

“Durgesh, please don’t touch my ass hole with your Uncut Hindu Penis head. dont make me your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān slut, Durgesh,please. I may ask you to fuck me. Allah, it’s enough. Please, dont do anything further.” she begged me.

I saw my frightened Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah and told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, there are only two options. You have to allow me to fuck you. Otherwise, allow me to apply oil in your ass. Otherwise, you can’t get permanent relief. As you are a married Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lady, it’s your choice to choose the remedy or do nothing and keep suffering from pain.”

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah saw me with frightened eyes.

“If you need me, you are most welcome in my room.” I said gravely and marched out of her room.

She ran behind me to stop me.

“Durgesh, Durgesh, stop. Please, don’t get angry. Come back. I plead to you.”

I stopped, and controlled myself.

She held my arm and brought me back to her room, almost forcibly.

“It’s—it’s constantly twitching there and becoming more and more unbearable.” She told me.

“Where?”

She showed her ass to me.

It was looking in great shape in saree.

I touched her ass, squeezed it for some time, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was enjoying this with closed eyes, then I did that.

Yes, I slapped her ass.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaahaa.” Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah screamed with pain in her ass.

She shook her ass twice because of my slap,

“Durgesh, Aaaaaaaaaaaahaa, Durgesh, why are you slapping? Aaaaa it is paining Durgesh.” Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah screamed.

Again, I slapped her ass heavily.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s ass cheeks were vibrating because of my spank.

Her saree became hot because of my slaps.

This time Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah kept her hands on her ass and begged me to not to slap more.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah didn’t have other way.

She needed to surrender to my treatment.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah begged me,

“Durgesh, don’t do anything more than that. We will be in trouble Durgesh. Allah, What I will do?” Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah deplored.

Then I assured her I would not do anything without her permission.

Then I took coconut oil bottle and saw her.

My sexy homely Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah kneeled down and stood in doggy style.

Now her ass was up.

I enjoyed this scene and told her to keep her face on the bed.

She did.

She was wearing a green flowered thin saree.

She was looking very sexy in this posture.

Her pallu was apparently out of her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, and I saw her hanging huge round Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs over her jacket now.

I understood she is not wearing bra.

She was waiting for the treatment.

I thanked Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, and did that.

Yes, I held the border of her down saree.

I slowly lifted up with lot of my Hindu lust for her.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah closed her eyes as air was passing on her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

I slowly lifted her saree over her ass and finally kept her saree on her jacket.

Now, my beautiful Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was showing her just before ‘touhed’ ass to me.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, It was unbelievable.

My Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass in front of me, my Uncut Hindu Cock is about to cum.

I slide down her red panty again and threw it out.

Now fresh air touched her ass.

I am in heaven.

I made myself nude and I was stroking my Uncut Hindu Cock.

She didn’t know this and she was eagerly waiting for my treatment.

I slide her ass cheeks and saw her cute shivering ass hole.

As I kept my hands on her ass, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s ass hole was shivering.

It was a marvelous sight of seeing my own sexy Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s long awaited sweet Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole.

Without wasting any time, I kept my Uncut Hindu Penis on her butt hole and fastly ‘touched’ it again.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah shook her ass for a minute with sudden pleasure and started moaning aaaaaah mmmmmmmmm.

I loved her moaning and touched her ass hole violently.

Now her secret butt hole was on my Uncut Hindu Penis for second time.

I took her complete ass hole on my Uncut Hindu Penis and ‘touched’ it for 30 minutes.

My Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah moaned with pleasure and shook her ass to and fro with the pleasurable pain.

After touching her hole for 30 minutes, I poured oil in her ass hole.

Then I inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole and stretched it so that the oil can fill her hole.

When I inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis inside her ass hole, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah moaned with pleasure and saw me with frightened eyes.

I consoled her and asked her not to worry. She’d be cured. It’s sex therapy and I’m a successful Sex Therapist.”

My Uncut Hindu Cock there, became hot hotter hottest.

Now I inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis more in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole and grinded.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah screamed with pain.

I didn’t bother about her scream and then I inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis more in her tight hot Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah loudly moaned and shook her ass heavily when I fucked her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole with my Uncut Hindu Penis fully deepest.

I brought it out somewhat, went deep again in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole, opened it as much as possible and poured half liter of oil in her virgin Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole.

It was a great sight to see my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah showing her secret Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole to me for filling oil in her hole.

Then I removed my Uncut Hindu Penis from her hole.

Now her ass hole got closed.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah kept on moaning aaaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Ammīiiiiiiiii Yā Allaaaaaaah!

I asked her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, how do you feel now?”

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah moaned with lots of pleasure.

I feel cool in my ass hole Durgesh, Aaaaa it’s very cold, Aaaaa.

I told her to keep her ass hole exposed to air for an hour.

She agreed for that.

Then I came in front of her with my erect Uncut Hindu Cock.

After seeing my Uncut Hindu Cock, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah got shocked by seeing my Uncut Hindu Cock’s form without taking her eyes from it.

Then what she thought I don’t know she deplored not to do anything more, please Durgesh,

I told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, I need air for my Uncut Hindu Cock. That is why I am nude now, don’t be afraid.”

I sat on the bed and started enjoying the view of my precious Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass for an hour.

Then I told her to lie on the bed as her ass was facing upwards for an hour.

I left to my room because my father may get doubt if I spent more time in Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s room.

After one hour, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was very bright and she told to my Ammī Ħuzoor,

“I am alright.”

She thanked me and smiled at me.

“Is your ass hole ok?” I enquired her.

She told,

“It is fine.”

She dressed up well in a brown designer saree and was looking gorgeous.

I told her,

“ Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, you are really superb and hot. If still you feel hot, put some ice cubes in your ass hole.”

She smiled and asked me to do it in the night.

Then she left to ‘Muslimahs love Hindus’.

I was waiting for the night.

But Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah called me within one hour.

I was surprised.

I was jumping, and attended the call.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was talking in sexy voice, “Hī, Durgesh, how are you?”

I asked her what Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, why suddenly?”

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was silent in opposite end and after some time she told with shyness,

“Durgesh, what did you do me? Durgesh, I am not able to control in my work. Still I feel your Uncut Hindu Penis in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole Durgesh, deepest.”

Wow, I jumped with happiness.

My uncut Hindu rod became hot

Finally, my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah has surrendered her great Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole to me.

I told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, I also was thinking about your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass only. I’ve cured you, darling. But now I too need you very much.”

“Durgesh, I am coming there. Durgesh, I can’t be here for a minute. I want your Uncut Hindu Penis in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole, in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy, wherever, Allah, your Hindu sex penetrations make me mad, forgive me Allah. Durgesh, fuck me Durgesh, please. Will you fuck me?”

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, I am always ready to bang you. You are most welcome to my Uncut Hindu Penis, my darling.”

“Forever, Durgesh? Forever?”

“Yes, my dearest, till we both exist.” I smiled, “Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, I am ready to drill your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy. I will fuck you till you cry. I will make your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole wild.” I deplored.

I was stroking my Uncut Hindu Lund, my greatest tool in my sex therapy, the other Sex Therapists didn’t and couldn’t own.

Within next 30 minutes, my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was in my bed.

She was completely nude and begged me to fuck immediately.

I saw the Uncut-Hindu-Cock-starved homely Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, and widened her legs.

Kissed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

Fucked her with great pleasure.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah moaned, screamed.

Her sexy Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body was in vibration.

I squeezed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, squeezed and kissed her nipples, and fucked her 3 times within the night.

No one had any doubt on us.

After dinner, I went to her room.

She asked me to fuck her in her ass.

I fucked in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole like a horse.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was crying because of pain and pleasure inside her ass Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole, but still she was keeping her ass up.

I fucked her violently.

Finally unloaded my Hindu cum inside her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass and completed the fucking session.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was completely satisfied with my strong Hindu fuck and she kissed me all over.

She thanked me for the pleasures I gave to her.

She told,

“My husband never touched my ass hole, but I was expecting the day of my ass hole’s inauguration, when you ‘touched’ my ass hole. I lost everything to you. I became slut for you, Durgesh, my Hindu Nandoī, Fuck me all over the years Durgesh, and bang my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole daily.”

She moaned, deplored and finally I fucked in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth too.

When we slept, we don’t know.

My parents thought my Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah is teaching something to me.

But the real thing is I was teaching her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

There onwards, we started enjoying the sex in our house whenever we get chance.

I was continuously fucking her, keeping her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān holes engaged.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah loved my Uncut Hindu Cock’s length and its speed.

My Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was lying nude in front of me all days when others go out.

I fucked her like a slut.

Now she is addicted to my ass fuck.

Every day morning, after wearing saree she will come to me, show her ass hole and get ass fucked.

Then only, she will go to ‘Muslimahs love Hindus’ for her speech.

She should feel my Hindu sperm in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole.

I will throat fuck her at anytime.

She enjoyed it.

And she is enjoying it.

One day she told me about her long fantasy.

First I was stunned.

I didn’t accept it.

It was highly perverted and dangerous.

Yet, she didn’t understand and was quarreling with me.

“Well, I’m not your wife. I’m wife of your sala. Never try to act my husband. We are lovers and lovers only. Never husband and wife. I don’t need a Hindu husband. They are tremendously possessive. Now, once free, I want to enjoy my life my own way. Do you cooperate with me, as I’ve cooperated with you?”

“Okay, Saali, have your own way and suffer, as you please!” I had to surrender ultimately.

We planned to go to a shopping mall.

She smiled naughtily, and strictly told me, we should go in bus only.

I looked at her angrily.

She was immensely perverted now.

After dressing, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah came to me and told,

“Durgesh darling, I am ready.”

After seeing her, I opened my mouth.

Oh Eīshān, what a beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bitch she is.

Her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān shape was still killing me, though I’m fucking her now almost 24×7 on this or that pretext.

She was in a double color saree with maroon and brown combination, with matching blouse, looking hot.

As she told me, she had not worn bra.

So her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs were bulging out from her blouse that can be clearly visible from one side.

Those single huge round hanging boob is enough to make my Hindu tool hot.

I smiled at her and told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, you are wonderful in this saree.”

We both came out from our house and walked towards the bus stand.

I know by this time many of my Hindu friends will be there in the street.

So let them celebrate my winning today.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was walking like my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bride.

Her head was looking down.

I told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass is killing me still now, my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān darling. Oh Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā , why are you shaking your Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass like this?”
“Durgesh, you Hindu rascal, don’t make me wet. Stop it.” Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah scolded me, but she could not control her smile on my comment.

Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān cheeks became red.

Yes, we entered into the street that I expected.

After seeing Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah with me, everyone became steady and they made all their friends steady.

They all were checking her.

I was going behind her.

Slowly Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah to reveal her navel, despite my repeated objections.

She insisted to display her cute deep round navel.

It was her perverted fantasy she was dying to see coming true.

Apparently, with lots of shyness, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, finally flaunted her navel to sun light.

Yes, She displayed her navel openly to everyone.

Yet, she was walking innocently.

Her head was down.

Walking like a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bride of a Hindu.

As she kept her mid riff just above her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy, the saree came through her hip made the mid riff in such V like shape, it was deep down from her round yummy deep navel.

She gave a real feast to those saree lovers.

They saw her thoppul.

They were very tensed.

All of their eyes were pointing in the same place, Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s big Saåūdī Årab Musalmān navel.

Some of them were touching and shaking their Uncut Hindu Penis.

How perverted her fantasy was.

I was controlling myself with hard effort.

After all, it was her treasure, how could I stop her from its display?

I remembered Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī.

Even my father could not stop her.

She even surrendered to incest.

The Hindus were talking with each other about her navel, without taking away their eyes from her.
I became very hot and told her,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah, your thoppul made them crazy. They all are enjoying your navel.”

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was enjoying the things happening.

She was in complete shyness apparently though.

We reached the bus stop.

All those guys were following us and they were just behind her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Some were checking her ass, some on her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, and some on her navel.

She was looking like a hot Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bitch that day.
Bus came.

I know it was always crowded.

We entered.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was standing and she was surrounded by those hunks.

I was watching her near the door.

She was seeing me with NOT frightened eyes.

I cooled her, nevertheless, and even told her not to worry.

It was her fantasy after all she insisted on.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah lifted her both hands to hold the steel bar for balance.

And this was what everyone needed.

Now her thoppul was exposed to everyone.

Her thoppul was shivering.

She was in a position to close her eyes.

I can’t express the perverted scene.

Her navel was completely abused by them.

They squeezed her navel, squeezed her extremely stunning Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks, and they made her ass collide.

They were bonding Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass as they do with chapatti pindi.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah was in her extremely perverted heaven.

She never experienced this pleasure.

No sane girl has, neither wanted ever to have.

Yet, she loved it.

Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy became wet now.

Soon we got down from the bus and went inside the famous crowded shopping mall.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah adjusted her saree and we went fast.

And finally disappeared from the hunks who abused Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s navel and Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Then what about her hanging breasts?

Yes, Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs got squeezed by many Hindu hands when she was checking the sarees.

There were so many saree lovers.

They understood Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s navel is deep and round.

And her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass is extremely wild and D shaped.

Seeing Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah’s hanging Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, they easily understood this bitch needs to be squeezed and abused.

They did their maximum.

Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah got aroused by this and she was completely wet.

I saw her horny face and she was ready to a good fuck now.

As her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, navel and ass got continuously squeezed, she was not able to control herself, begged me,

”Durgesh, take me somewhere. fuck me Durgesh, Allah, fuck me right now.”
I expected this also.

But I thought of fucking her in home.

But at any time she may lost her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy to anyone who was handling her ass and Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs.

So I just took her to a last ladies bathroom, lifted her saree and fucked her for ten hours nonstop in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy and in her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole.

At this continuous fuck, she had orgasm 16 times, and enjoyed this heavy Hindu fuck followed by the abusing.

Her husband, Muħammad Åbdullah returned after 6 months only.

What a caring and loving husband he was!

Wasn’t he?

Until that time, I fucked her at least thrice in a day and made her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān holes big.

We really enjoyed our life.

She loves me a lot.

She is caring on my Uncut Hindu Cock and me.

I promised her I will fuck at least once in a day even, when I fuck someone else too.

She also promised me, she will give her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass hole and Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy hole to me, even when her Musalmān husband is present in home.

Till now, we are enjoying the hard fucking and we will.

There was no differentiation of any kind. We all noticed that Fātimah Muħammad was completely growing by the mother’s looks.

What a mother, you know now,very well.

She looked exactly like Åāýéshah Muħammad did in her younger days.

Of course, I had always found Åāýéshah Muħammad very sexy.

Although I had maintained a very pure relation with Åāýéshah Muħammad, inspite of my great attraction towards her sexiness, the purity couldn’t survive long.

I could not bear it any longer with Fātimah Muħammad who looked none different and who was now growing sexier as she was entering her adolescence.

Sexier than even Åāýéshah Muħammad?

Eishan!

I must admit that I had been cheating on my friend Muħammad by fondling on Fātimah Muħammad’s private parts right since she was 8 years old.

But I did not want her to be another Åāýéshah Muħammad.

So, it was necessary to quench her abnormal lust for sex ab initio.

Her other Ammis were supporting her real Ammi Åāýéshah Muħammad, not her, knowingly or unknowingly.

Khadijah Muħammad was Muħammad Åbdullah’s second wife, was very beautiful, A mind flowing hotty.

She married my close friend Muħammad Åbdullah three years back.

It was love marriage, and she belonged to a well-settled family.

Nevertheless, she was working as an airhostess at that time.

As both the families were wealthy, they happily got married.

Sālī Ammījān, Al Saiyadah Al Āmnah, called me to fire,

“Durgesh, is it right, Muħammad Åbdullah is bringing a second wife for him?”

“Ammī Ħazrat, they love each other, and it’s their life.”

“Promise me, if she needs extra marital sex, you’d provide her.”

“Ammī Ħazrat!”

“You’d control her control her sex life too, as you are controlling the sex life of my 16 beauties without brain daughters, and my daughter in law Åāýéshah Muħammad Åbdullah.”

“Muħammad Åbdullah can control the sex life of his wives.”

“Please, don’t punish that damn fool for his anti Hindu outrageous views.”

“Ammī Ħazrat, Muħammad Åbdullah is my friend and sālā, both. He planned that I should have sex with his all the 16 extremely beautiful real sisters.”

“Don’t give him credit for it. He used you.”

“Ammī Ħazrat!”

“He is a great, extremely responsible brother for his nudist sisters, but he is a hell of a friend. He cheated you. He is too selfish when it comes to his love for his sisters.”

“The Muslims were always better brothers, than Hindus, Ammī Ħazrat!”

Ammī Ħazrat Al Saiyadah Al Āmnah looked up at me at once.

She was sitting on a chair and I was standing in front of her, obediently.

Yes, I was attracted to her sexually but she was a great mother for her entire seventeen children.

Muħammad Åbdullah was a great brother, a great friend, a great Musalmān, a great human being even if he was not a great husband.

“What?” Ammī Ħazrat, Al Saiyadah Al Āmnah, was all-alert all of a sudden, “What did you say?”

“The Muslims were, and still are, always better brothers, than Hindus, Ammī Ħazrat!” I repeated gravely, “Never forget, Rānī Karmvatī/Karuñāvatī sent Raxā Bandhan to Humayu, not to some Hindu king.”

“Durgesh!”

“Why had she chosen Humayu as her brother, instead of some Hindu king?”

Ammī Ħazrat, Al Saiyadah Al Āmnah, was looking at me gravely, even somewhat surprised now.

“We Hindus are better in sex Ammī Ħazrat, but the Muslims are better in morals. Hindus cheat Muslims for sex, but Muslims never do it. Even Kħatnā—” I stopped in the middle.

“Yes,” She smiled, “please, continue. You are doing very well. Whenever you are in this mood, I understand why Muħammad Åbdullah can’t hate you as a Hindu, while he hates other Hindus very much, even to the extent that he becomes irrational and impossible. I find even the worst communal Muslims, respect you, Durgesh, and even love you more than their own sons.”

“Ammī Ħazrat!”

“You’d have been a great human being, Durgesh, if Kħadījah, your Ammī Ħuzoor, hadn’t brought you up nude among her countless nude nieces, and Vishvās Shakr Mānav, your Pitr’shrī, wasn’t so mad for your Ammī Ħuzoor, Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb.”

“Well, Ammī Ħazrat, my services are needed more as a Sex Therapist than as a moral thinker. I acknowledged already, we Hindus are better in sex, but the Muslim were, and still are, always better in morals.”

“Suraiyah Jamāl also agrees with you, my son.”

“I’m sorry about Suraiyah Jamāl, Ammī Ħazrat.”

“Oh, are you?”

“Ammī Ħazrat, she needed sex very much for her healthy survival.”

“So you raped her?”

“Her husband himself requested me.”

“What?” Ammī Ħazrat almost jumped. She looked at me incredulously, “I—I can’t believe you.”

“You have his mobile number. You were interested in his welfare. Talk him yourself.”

“Now?”She looked at me incredulously.

“If you call him later, you may suspect me that I blackmailed him to state to you, as I wanted.”

“I—I’d really call him. Don’t bluff me.”

“By all means. Go ahead. Call him before I’ve an opportunity to prepare him.”

She looked at me, took her mobile from the table nearby, and called Muħammad Ålī, the original husband of Suraiyah Jamāl.

She sucked my Hindu Penis even at that age, as she had seen her Ammī, Åāýéshah Muħammad; sucking her father’s penis.

Fātimah Muħammad played Abbū Ammī with me, me being Abbū and she being Ammī, of course.

I was horrified when she sucked my Hindu Penis first time.

I was instantaneously awake.

“Fātimah!” horrified I, asked her, “What are you doing? What are you doing?”

“Playing Ammī with you.” Fātimah Muħammad went on sucking me, “You play Abbū.”

“No darling, you should not do it. Leave my organ.”

“Hihihi. It’s not organ. It’s your lund.”

“What?”

“Ammī calls it lund when she sucks Abbū’s.”

“Fātimah! Leave it.”

“No, kiss my Musalmān Choot.”

“Fātimah! You are”

“Kiss my Musalmān Choot. Otherwise I’ll bite on your Hindu Lund.”

“Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā!”

It went on to the extent that even now when she grew up she could not still feel any difference in doing the same.

I was unable not to doubt her Ammī, Åāýéshah Muħammad; that she did it knowingly.

Muħammad was so devoted to Islam that he always refused to understand how sexiest his wife Åāýéshah Muħammad was.

She always grabbed and squeezed my Uncut Hindu Penis on this or that pretext.

She always kissed me on my lips whenever she could get the opportunity.

Her trick had worked well.

Today Fātimah Muħammad is in her sweet sixteen with irresistibly well-developed Muslim boobs and a tight Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass with a fortunately additional asset of innocence.

She was so innocent to the evils of the world that she never knew if anyone was seducing her due to her sex appeal. She would go and sit in anyone’s lap and let that person do anything with her.

Her parents had noticed this and grounded her within the four walls of the house.

The only person Fātimah Muħammad was allowed to meet was me.

Muħammad and Åāýéshah Muħammad never would have imagined that I am Fātimah Muħammad’s biggest victim.

Muħammad used to go early in the morning to work and return home late in the evenings.

Åāýéshah Muħammad entrusted Fātimah Muħammad so much to me that often Åāýéshah Muħammad even went to her own mother’s house that is a couple of miles away from our house and stayed there for some days sometimes.

Fātimah Muħammad used to love coming to my side of the house and watch TV or play video games etc.

We are typical middle class people. Hence as the usual tradition in such homes, Fātimah Muħammad always wore a frock and a petticoat inside it.

These kinds of petticoats are more like sleeveless frocks only, just a little shorter in length, i.e. above the knees. Fātimah Muħammad as per tradition stayed only in the petticoat while at home.

Of course, as her Muslim breasts started blossoming she had learnt to wear bras also.

But with me, she was still like a child.

She used to come and just land in my laps and force me to cuddle and cajole her as I did when she was a child.

This is just what Åāýéshah Muħammad had expected, that she should continue to want to be cajoled in the same way as I always did.

Right from her childhood, I was compelled even to stroke her thighs and stomach and the chest at that time when it had not blossomed.

Over the last two years, even I enjoyed feeling the developing size of her tits.

They had grown to be 36B.

Now her actual figure was around 36-26-38.

I had also got her used to being felt in the Muslim Pussy area so that when the right time comes she will have nothing to fuss about.

Very soon, it was announced that Åāýéshah Muħammad is expecting the second child.

It was Åāýéshah Muħammad’s second month of pregnancy.

Since that time, Åāýéshah Muħammad went to her mother’s place to be looked after and Muħammad also spent much of his time there.

Fātimah Muħammad used to visit them once in a while, but preferred to stay more with me.

She was perfectly trained for it till now by her own Ammī, Åāýéshah Muħammad.

Fātimah Muħammad said she got bored with all of them there.

Now most of the time Fātimah Muħammad and I were alone at home.

I had always been feeling Fātimah Muħammad’s every part secretly whether she realised the purpose of it or not.

She forced me to do it, impelled by her Ammī.

But she couldn’t wait any longer to actually show her parts bared and naked and to have sex with me.

Her sexiest Ammī had her own planning to catch her red handed with me and blackmail me to fuck herself too.

There couldn’t have been a better time than this.

She didn’t want to lose this golden opportunity of getting to fuck me by her sweet darling baby Fātimah Muħammad. One day as she usually came and landed in my laps, I again placed my hands on her silky thighs.

She insisted on it.

She was in her usual type of old white soiled petticoat.

It was nothing new for her even when my hands advanced towards her panty and then up her stomach leading to the bra and tits.

For the first time I pushed my hands under the bra and felt the tenderness of her fresh ripe Muslim boobs.

She didn’t react to that.

Then I raised her petticoat all the way upto the neck and then tried to push it off over her head.

It got stuck in the head as she was moving her arms trying to keep the petticoat on.

With the petticoat still stuck in her neck, she sweetly asked me,

“Uncle, why did Ammī ask me to make you remove my petticoat?”

It was an innocent question.

She did not understand the vulgarity behind this act.

Her Ammī had explained to her,

“My sweet child, I’ve heard there is a very dangerous disease in town. If anyone has yellow colour spots in the skin that person can die. That’s why ask your uncle just to check if there are any such marks on your body. It will only take a few minutes”.

She got scared and said,

“Ok Uncle, please check my skin quickly. I hope I don’t get any such disease because I want to see Ammī’s new baby. I wonder if it will be a brother or sister for me”. Saying this she herself took off the petticoat and again got busy watching the TV allowing me full liberty to scan her entire irresistibly hot body. After that, she didn’t at all interrupt any actions of mine.

My body was burning in the fire of sexual desire for this virgin sweet sixteen Saůūdī Årab Musalmān girl who sat only in a bra and panty on my lap.

Her Ammī had engineered the events adeptly to the extent.

She knew my psychology very well.

Her body was also getting terribly hot and sweating thoroughly.

I ran my hands over her smooth silken Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body from waist to the armpits.

Her armpits were soaking wet in sweat.

I unleashed the bra and in a very graceful way slid the bra straps away from her shoulders.

In her typical innocent style, she helped me remove the bra from her arms, put it on the floor and got back to watching TV.

She was watching some cartoon serial on Cartoon Network channel. That could keep her involved all 24 hours because it’s her favourite channel.

Her whole upper portion was bare naked sitting ignorantly on my lap.

I was dying to see her tits from the front.

But decided to eradicate the panty as well and then feast on her 100% nudity.

I tugged at the elastic band along the waist of her panty and caressed her soft Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks for some time.

Then my hands went to the front towards the Muslim Pussy.

But instead of fingering her Muslim Pussy, I expanded the elastic band of the panty wide enough for her to pass through easily and pulled the whole panty all the way down her satin legs.

Co-operatingly she stood while I was dragging the panty down and then sat back on my lap childishly.

In that short moment, I got a close up view of her naked Saůūdī Årab Musalmān young ass and smelled it tempting sexiness.

Now that she had again settled on my lap, I took all the time surveying her neck back and buttocks closely and even kissing and licking at times.

Once again she asked why I was kissing and licking.

I told her that this was the only cure for the yellow spot disease in case it is not visible.

I assured her that I had better do it all over her body just to avoid any risk. She agreed fully with me and didn’t bother again.

A lot of all this preparation to seduce her seemed to be going well so far.

But I needed her finally to stop watching the TV and enjoy the sex.

So I told her that it is also important that the patient should not get distracted when the healer is using this technique.

The patient should concentrate fully.

She looked at me sadly and turned off the TV.

Then I requested her to let me survey her frontal parts.

Smilingly she stood upfront before me with her belly sticking in my face.

I slowly raised my head to get the first erotic view of her fresh ripe Muslim boobs.

They were sticking out firmly in perfectly round shape topped with the most delicate light pink nipples that had hardened with the sensations I had been giving her all this time.

For the first time, Fātimah Muħammad gave me a very sexy look in the eyes and with a spicy smile on her face she swung her young Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks from side to side and asked,

“Uncle, are you not trying to have sex with me? I’m 16 years old Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Beauty now. Am I not?”

I was quite shocked but came to terms with myself that a sixteen-year-old girl can’t be all that ignorant in these matters.

I simply winked at her and said,

“Hmmm, so you knew it all the time?”

Biting the lips she swung her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass in deep twists.

She gave the most erotic stretch to her whole young beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body and fell to the ground rolling all over and exposing her private parts to lure me more.

I laughed and said,

“You 16 years old Saůūdī Årab Musalmān bitch, if you had told me, you knew; it we wouldn’t have wasted so much time.”

She said,

“C’mon Uncle! I was just checking your Hindu skills at seducing a young Saůūdī Årab Musalmān girl. They say you are the best.”

“Who are the ‘they’?” I smiled.

“My Ammī, my Buās, my Kħālās, my cousins, my friends all of them.”

After that, I didn’t want to waste any more time talking, neither did she.

The latter was all in utter silence with mutual understanding.

I kneeled in doggy style over her naked beautiful young sweet sixteen Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body.

She was lying flat on the floor with her face up, hands thrown away and legs spread wide.

I brought my face to her feet and started kissing on her soles and toes.

Then gradually my kisses advanced up the satin smooth Saůūdī Årab Musalmān legs all the way up the knees and thighs, till I met the lips of her wet young Muslim Pussy.

This was the first closest possible view I ever had of her Muslim Pussy.

It was also so delicate and tender, absolutely smooth and clean with not a single hair on it.

My finger dug hungrily into the opening of Fātimah Muħammad’s Muslim Cunt.

She never had sex before, in her life; but seemed to know all about it.

Her sexiest Ammī had already graduated her for the well-arranged occasion with me.

So she moaned greedily asking for more pushing the Muslim Pussy upwards to help my finger get in deeper.

I caressed the upper surface of the young Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt gently with my another finger and then gradually inserted it till I could feel the insides in detail.

She cried a little in pain but adjusted well to the circumstances.

She grabbed my hands and persuaded me to squeeze her fleshy Muslim boobs.

My hands got busy enjoying the soft flesh of the Muslim boobs while I brought my head up to her face, kissed, and licked her whole face like a big mushroom.

Simultaneously pushing my fully erect Hindu Dick into the Saůūdī Årab Muslimah Cunt.

We fucked and fucked untiringly the whole day long till nightfall.

This was just the beginning.

After that, the next couple of weeks we tried out new experiments by collecting new styles from sex magazines etc.

Two months later her mother Åāýéshah Muħammad was still in the fourth month of pregnancy when it was discovered that Fātimah Muħammad is also pregnant of two months bearing my baby!

The news spread the whole town like wild fire.

Quite obviously, Muħammad and Åāýéshah Muħammad were most ashamed of me taking advantage of their daughter but they were also worried of her future.

They knew that with such a reputation Fātimah Muħammad would never find a proper groom to marry her.

So instead of getting angry with me, Muħammad begged and asked me if I would marry her.

I saw him in a very emotionally weak position.

So I tried to explain to him that actually I was always attracted to his wife Åāýéshah Muħammad but since I never could have sex with her, I did this with Fātimah Muħammad.

Now I put a condition to Muħammad that if he wants to secure his daughter’s future by me marrying her, then he should also make Åāýéshah Muħammad have sex with me.

Muħammad got angry but thought over it.

Deep inside, he was also getting tired of Åāýéshah Muħammad, as she was getting older and secretly he was attracted to his own daughter Fātimah Muħammad’s developing sexy body.

Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā!

I could not imagine that Muħammad was so rotten, so wicked.

It was beyond my imagination.

Nevertheless, he proposed to me a deal, saying that he will convince Åāýéshah Muħammad to have sex with me.

And I after marrying Fātimah Muħammad, should make Fātimah Muħammad have sex with Muħammad.

I slapped him.

Muħammad laughed,

“Åāýéshah Muħammad and I did it knowingly.”

I was dumb founded.

So, I was deliberately victimized by the wicked couple?

“Sālé! Muħammad!” I gritted through my teeth, “You want me support incest? Never. You incestuous maniac!”

“Jeejū! Durgesh! You don’t have another alternative.” Muħammad laughed cunningly.

“What can you do to your daughter? You could not satisfy your wife even.”

“Okay. My penis is not competent, but my tongue can do wonders not even your Uncut Hindu Penis can.”

I was startled,

“Soso you want to lick your dauhter’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimah Cunt after I fuck her? I can’t believe it.”

“You must, Jeejū! Let’s my wife Åāýéshah Muħammad, you, my daughter Fātimah Muħammad and I form a sex family. You fuck them both. I lick them both.”

We joined hands on this agreement, ultimately.

What was wrong in this proposal?

The culprit was himself suggesting the punishment for him.

I have to fuck his beautiful daughter and wife, both; forever.

He was proposing to clean their Saůūdī Årab Muslimah Cunts after it, licking them.

I had to marry Fātimah Muħammad instantly, as she was already pregnant with my child.

Muħammad and I waited till Åāýéshah Muħammad and Fātimah Muħammad delivered their babies.

After that, Muħammad and I successfully managed to convince our wives to share partners.

Fātimah Muħammad had given birth to our first son whom we named Nabhesh.

And Åāýéshah Muħammad had born a girl they named Raħīmah.

Later Åāýéshah Muħammad gave birth to four consecutive daughters more, named Samīnah, Lubnā, Kulsoom, and Jamāl.

I fucked all my four Sālīs too.

After about twenty years of all of us enjoying total hardcore sex together, as it was arranged, none of us ever married the other but all the six Saůūdī Årab Musalmān girls gave birth to my sons in multiples and the tradition continued.

Fātimah Muħammad divorced me to make room for Saiyadā Fātimah PhD.

However, practically she continued to remain my wife.

She was also a ONE MAN WOMAN as Saiyadā Fātimah PhD and Kħadeejah Muħammad were.

Chapter 3

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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