The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies: 1- Of my Musalmān friends-25

The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies

1: Of my Musalmān friends

Indro nirjyotishā tamso gā aduxat

Durgesh

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Chapter 25

Durgesh Al Fajir Al Vaqār

It was dark out when I pulled into the driveway.
I staggered out of my car to the front door and rang the doorbell.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, answered the door.
When she saw me, she threw herself at me and gave me a big hug.
Her hands roamed my body as we hugged, but I didn’t think anything of it.

“Durgesh! We’ve missed you so much! Welcome home,” she said.

“Hi, Bhābhījān. I missed you guys too,” I replied as I pried her arms off me.

“Come on in. I’m cleaning up dinner, your Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān is watching the game on TV, and your ‘wife’, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, is away at summer camp until tomorrow,” Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, said as she waved me in.

I followed her into the cozy house and into the kitchen.
In the light, her jaw-dropping tremendously stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body was illuminated.
Long blonde hair draped over the back of her pink V-neck shirt, the fabric stretching over her hourglass figure.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s firm DD tits jutted out from her tremendously stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body.
A short blue jean skirt hugged her round perfect Musalmān ass.
Her long, tan legs supported her 5’6″ build.
She had the body of a swimsuit model and worked hard to maintain it.

It wasn’t until around my second year with that family, I noticed how attractive Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, was.
I thought about having sex with Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, myself!
Well, she was my friend’s Bhābhījān.
Despite she flirted with me every now and then, I still tolerated her advances.
I was already fucking almost every beautiful Musalmān houselady of this household except Ammījān, Āmnah Saåīd and Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, specifically.
Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān loved me more than even his real younger brother, Aslam Saåīd.

“Oh come on! These referees are blind!” Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān shouted from the den, making his presence known.

I peeked my head into the room and said,
“Hi Bhāījān.”

He turned the TV off, got up and gave me a strong handshake.
I could see that he had gained quite a few pounds since my departure.
He had grown a scruffy beard and looked grumpy.
Well, he was an ardent religious Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān.

“How are you?” he asked.

“Tired, but doing well.”

“Good to hear it. Sorry I can’t stay and chat, but I’ve got work in the morning. I have to go to bed.” Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān said.

Although I was slightly uncomfortable I couldn’t talk more with him, I said goodnight and he lumbered upstairs.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, looked saddened at the lack of communication between her husband and I.
She never appreciated Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān’s keeping such a distance with me.
She thought despite his ostensible love to me, actually Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān still thought I could stop what Al Farzānah Al Rashīd did so openly, so ceremoniously, to disgrace his younger brother, Al Aslam Al Saåīd.
Yes, I could not stop Al Farzānah Al Rashīd fucking me, she offered herself to me as my 64th birthday present, but the fuck party…
After a Moment of silence, Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār said,
“It’s late. I think I’m going to go to bed as well. I put clean blankets and pillows on your bed for you. It’s great to have you home again, Durgesh. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Bhābhījān.”

I headed for bed myself after she brought my bags in and unpacked.
That night, I stayed up late recalling the rough history of my ever dominant sexual relationship with the entire Al Saåīd family.
It was a large family.
This entire sector of Ved Nagar actually belonged to Al Saåīd family.

Anybody could tell that Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, was lonely in a failing marriage. Her normal, happy attitude changed into a sad, depressed one.
The love they shared was lost.
Their relationship seemed distant.
They lived their own separate worlds. Eventually, I dozed off.
I awoke in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.
As I walked down the hallway, I heard moans coming from her room.
The door was cracked open just enough that I could peek in.
I wasn’t prepared to stumble upon them having sex.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, was lying on her back on the bed.
I could only see her legs wrapped around Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān’s ass, pulling him into her as he fucked her.
As I secretly watched, my own Uncut Hindu Cock came to life, involuntarily, and tented in my shorts.
I quietly slipped my shorts off was about to control myself when Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān grunted and began to flop on Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, like a fish.
It had barely been a minute since I started watching.
Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān rolled off Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, and I could see the look of annoyance on her face.
She didn’t say a word even though I could tell she wanted to scream at him.

When I turned back, I realized my shorts were still around my ankles and my Uncut Hindu Cock was shrinking.
I pulled them up, went to the bathroom, and headed straight back to bed.
The minute I got back in my own room, I had the vision of Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock deep into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
I imagined fucking her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely attractive Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and filling her with my potent Hindu seed.
The thrill of seeing Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, like that was like nothing I’d ever felt before; It was unreal.

I woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon.
I tossed on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and headed downstairs.
Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān sat in his usual chair at the end of the dining table, sipping hot coffee and reading the newspaper.
He was already dressed in his suit for work and his briefcase rested on the ground next to him.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, was in front of the stove, cooking sizzling bacon and making scrambled eggs.
She was wearing another one of her skimpy little outfits; I’ve taken a notice to them in the past few years.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, was wearing a white low cut top that exposed a lot of cleavage and a pink skirt that was so short that when she bent over the stove, I could see her yellow panties.
Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān didn’t even notice her sexy outfit.
He was a good man.
He was a gentleman.
And no good man, no gentleman, was required to notice these dirty things.
It harmed his gentle manhood.
I said good morning to them both and sat down at the table.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, served me breakfast and sat down between Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān and I.
She kept looking at me with thirsty-eyes, but I disregarded it.
We all silently ate our breakfast.
After ten minutes or so, Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān glanced up at the clock and began to panic.

“Shit! I’m going to be late. I have to go. Bye!” he shouted as he scooped up his briefcase and ran out the door.

“Have a good day!” Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, shouted out, but he was long gone.

She turned her head back towards me and asked,
“What do you want to do today, Chhoŧé Miyān?”

I thought for a minute and replied,
“I’m not sure. Did you have anything in mind?”

“Let’s watch a movie,” she suggested, “My choice which one we watch though.”

“Alright. That’s fine.”

We went into the den and Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, said,
“Sit while I find the movie to watch.”

I smiled, nodded my approval, and took a seat on the couch.
I watched Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, walk over to the rack we kept our DVDs in.
She leisurely bent over, reading the titles.
Each time she reached down for another case, she dropped her shapely Musalmān ass lower.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, ended up squatting as she searched for a DVD.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, didn’t find the movie she was looking for in the rack so she sauntered over to a bin of discs we put our other DVDs in.
As she stood there, she began to sway her big heavy perfectly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks slowly from side to side as she sifted through the numerous movies we owned.
I was mesmerized by the sight of her tremendously stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body.
The image of her from last night popped into my head and I pictured her totally naked.
I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock begin to stir.

Finally, she plucked out a movie and tossed the disc in the DVD player.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, moved her big heavy perfectly round Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks seductively as she strolled back to the couch.
She plopped down right next to me and reached across my body for the remote control on the other side of the couch.
Her arms were not long enough to reach it, so she stretched across my body even more.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s low-cut shirt gave me a perfect view of her tits.
The view did nothing to stop the growth of the swell in my shorts.
I was slightly let down when she finally reached the remote and sat back up.*

The movie was decent.
It was about some guy who was trying to rescue his kidnapped girlfriend from savage guerilla fighters.
Around halfway through the movie, my Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, put her head on my shoulder and draped her arm over my chiseled chest.
Taking the opportunity to touch her, I wrapped my arm around her tremendously stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body , holding her against me.
She smiled and seemed to like that.

I could feel the side of her breast move alongside my body with her every breath.
She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could clearly see her dark areolas and nipples poking through her tight, white shirt.
Every few seconds I’d sneak a peek at her breasts.
A huge bulge had formed in my pants and was hard to the extent that it ached.
I was gazing upon her incredible body when I heard moaning. I
looked up in horror to see that the movie had a sex scene in it.

The girl in the movie was blowing the guy.
I held my breath in hopes that the scene would just end before the couple went any further.
It didn’t.
They both stripped down and the guy began to eat the girl out.
I felt my Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, fidget a little and out of my peripheral vision, I saw her hand sneak between her thighs.
The sight of everything around me was too much.
I was above and beyond aroused.
I was trying to stay as still as possible, praying that my Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, didn’t see the huge swell in my groin.

My heart stopped for a second when she moved again, this time sliding her hand from my chest down to my thigh.
I was absolutely startled.
She was bound to notice my Hindu erection by now.
My doubts became reality when she moved her hand a bit and touched the edge of my hard-on through the fabric.
We both froze for a second.
To my complete surprise, Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, began a rubbing motion on my Hindu crotch with her delicate Musalmān hand.
My Uncut Hindu Lund ached even more when she did this.

I glanced back up at the TV.
The two in the movie were humping away at each other.
Suddenly, I felt my Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s hand leave my thigh.
I looked down to see what she was doing when I saw her face gleaming up at me with a smile I’d never seen before.
Her eyes gazed deep into mine.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s face slowly leaned towards mine and I naturally leaned into her.
Our lips parted instinctively then collided in a lustful kiss.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s lips were warm and her breath was minty fresh.
Her tongue darted into my mouth.
Our tongues found each other and intertwined.
That kiss was much different from the love pecks on the cheek we gave each other before.

Using the hand she rubbed me with, Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, expertly pulled off her skirt, never missing a beat in our passionate kiss.
My hands roamed over her tremendously stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body , feeling her stunning figure.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, abruptly parted her lips from mine and effortlessly yanked off her T-shirt.
A few strands of silky blonde hair fell in front of her face.
Her heavy breasts hung free and her perky nipples pressed against my torso.
Beside me, my gorgeous Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, wore nothing but her sopping yellow panties.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, pressed her tits together and asked.
“Do you like what you see?”
I smiled.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, too smiled mischievously, then leaned into my ear and whispered,
“Better than the view from last night?”
I exerted my full strength not to be froze in embarrassment and guilt.
Yet, my face got hot.
She caught me!
Still stunned, I nodded yes.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, once again smiled the way I hadn’t seen before.
It was a face filled with passion and lust.
Staring into my eyes the whole time, she got up from the couch and knelt in front of my crotch.
I wondered.
Is this really happening?
I’d wanted Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, for so long but in that Moment it seemed so unreal, so wrong.
But why was it wrong?
She needed sex.
She married Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān for it.
What the hell else could she do, instead of going to some other competent man for it, if her husband could not provide it to her optimum.
Yes, it was wrong.
But who was wrong?
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār?
How?
Why not Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān was wrong?
And if Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān was wrong, why the hell Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, should suffer for Al Akaram Al Saåīd Bhāījān’s mistake?
It’s incest!
How?
She’s my real Bhābhījān.
She was my friend’s Bhābhījān, not mine.
I only called her ‘Bhābhījān’, because she was related with my friend so.
Al Fajir Al Vaqār loved me though.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, somehow sensed my uncertainty and said,
“Allah, God, Durgesh, I’ve wanted you for so long. It’s been hell keeping my hands off you because you’re a friend of my brother in law. I can’t take it anymore! I have to have you.”
I was taken aback by her statement.
Before I could reply, she was already tugging on the waistband of my shorts.
I lifted myself up for her to pull them off.
As she pulled them over my crotch, my fully erect Uncut Hindu Lund sprung from its cage nearly hitting her in the face.
Unfazed, she continued to tug them right off my feet.
I ripped off my shirt and threw it aside.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s face returned to my lap.
Her eyes grew wide in awe at the size of my eight inch Uncut Hindu Lund.
She smiled as she spoke softly, “Is this big dick for me?”
“Uhhhh….umm,” I smiled.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, giggled playfully at my attempt to answer.
“I can’t wait to feel this giant Uncut Hindu Lund in my mouth,” she teased.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s fingers wrapped around the tip of my hard-on and she ran her hand down to the base, and then back up to my Uncut Hindu Lundhead again.
Pre-cum oozed out from the tip.
Her fingers clenched around my Uncut Hindu Lund and stroked it a couple more times, coating the shaft in my pre-cum before she eagerly lowered her head to it.
Her tongue flicked out and licked the tip.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s lips moved even closer and kissed its purple head, sending a wave of pleasure through my Hindu body.

Her bright blue eyes looked up at me as into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, without warning, engulfed my throbbing Hindu manhood.
She consumed my Uncut Hindu Lund into her warm Musalmān mouth like a pro.
Her tongue swirled around my Hindu shaft as she tasted me, for the first time.
Into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth seemed bottomless until my Uncut Hindu Lund hit the back of her throat.
“Ooooooooooohhhhh Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār,! That feels so good,” I moaned.
She hummed on my Uncut Hindu Lund, “Mmmmmmmmmmm!”

I shuddered at the overwhelming feelings she was causing me.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, frantically bobbed into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth up and down my Hindu shaft.
One hand massaged my Hindu balls while her other frigged her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot through her soaking wet panties.
I pulled the stands of hair out of her face and gently held it behind her head, guiding her movements.
Muffled moans escaped into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
My pre-cum was pouring down her throat as she doused my Hindu shaft in saliva.
Her pink Musalmān cheeks were hollowed out sucking my Uncut Hindu Lund for all it was worth.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, brought her full, red lips off my Uncut Hindu Lund with a pop and turned her head to the side.
Her tongue ran down the sensitive underside of my Hindu manhood to my balls.
She clutched my Hindu shaft in both hands and furiously jerked me off as she sucked my delicate Hindu balls into her hungry Musalmān mouth.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I groaned as my head fell back into the couch cushion and my eyes rolled back.

She removed my hairy Hindu balls from her warm Musalmān mouth and in a hoarse voice said,
“Do you like it when Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, sucks your big, juicy Hindu balls? Talk sexy to me, Durgesh. Talk sexy to your Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, while she sucks your big, hot Uncut Hindu Lund!”

I’d never talked sexy with her ever before, despite she had even grabbed my Uncut Hindu Lund impishly every now and then under the disguise that she was flirting with me.
“Deepthroat my Uncut Hindu Lund, Al Fajir Al Vaqār!”
“Ohhhhhh…that gets me so fucking wet!” she moaned.

Her hands dropped to my knees to hold her up.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s head moved back to the sensitive, purple tip and rapidly slid my throbbing Hindu manhood back into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān tongue swirled around my Uncut Hindu Lund wildly.
Saliva ran down her face as she continued pleasuring my Hindu member.
I drove my hips forward, jamming my Uncut Hindu Lund down her throat.
The sheer girth of my Uncut Hindu Lund cut off her airways and choked her for air.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s nostrils flared while I held her face there for a few seconds before she pried herself loose, gasping for oxygen.

Before she could fully catch her breath, I separated Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s long, blonde hair down the middle and wrapped her hair around each of my wrists.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s hair was like a horse’s bridle.
I had full control of her movements.
I pulled her face towards my crotch and launched my Uncut Hindu Lund forward into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
I forced every inch of my Hindu manhood down her throat.
The tip of her nose pressed against my shaven pubic hair.
I held her head on me for another few seconds before releasing my grasp on her.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, struggled for air Momentarily.
When she caught her breathe, I started to violently fuck her mouth.
I lifted my hips from the couch with each thrust, plowing my raging Uncut Hindu Lund into her warm Musalmān mouth.

“You like sucking my Uncut Hindu Lund, don’t you, Al Fajir Al Vaqār?” I growled.

“Mhhmmmm” Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, hummed on my Uncut Hindu Lund, sending jolts of pleasure through me.

Her hand was back to fiddling her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely attractive Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
I started to feel my impending orgasm, so I let go of her head and let her slow the pace down.
Her sparkling blue eyes stared up at me as she slid my Uncut Hindu Lund in and out of her slippery Musalmān mouth.
She skillfully pressed my Uncut Hindu Lund against her cheek while she sucked and she used her free hand to cradle my balls in her fingers.

I glanced up at the TV once more just in time to see the couple climaxing.
The credits began to roll as I felt the tingling sensation in my balls, building me up towards my own orgasm.

Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, shoved into her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth down on my Uncut Hindu Lund and pulled it back out making popping noises each time her lips left the purplish head.
In between deepthroats, she managed to say,
“Do you……want to…..blow your big load…..in Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār’s, my mouth?”
“Yeah! Sure, Sālī! Why not? If you are enjoying it, what the hell do you think, I don’t?” I laughed.
Bhābhījān, Al Fajir Al Vaqār, groaned,
“Allah! What a damnfool I was.”
“What do you mean, Mérī Jān!?”
“Whenever I teased you by grabbing your Uncut Hindu Lund you pinched my boobs and buttocks. But I always thought you were only responding to my advances doing me a favor. You didn’t really mean it. I should have gone further and undressed you.”
I winked at her,
“Well, better late than never, darling.”

Chapter 26
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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


The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies: 1- Of my Musalmān friends-24

The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies

1: Of my Musalmān friends

Indro nirjyotishā tamso gā aduxat

Durgesh

Previous  Chapters

Chapter 24

Durgesh Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd
Durgesh Al Farzānah Al Rashīd
Durgesh Saåīdah Salāħuddīn

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said breathlessly,
“Oh, my sweet baby. Yes, we can, we are doing it. It’s so damn good, oh Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, I love your Uncut Hindu Lund in me. It feels so big in my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, so good. Oh fuck, I’m so full of your Uncut Hindu Lund I can’t believe it. What an Uncut Hindu Lund you have. Supreme, I say. Let’s Live in relationship.”

“What! Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, ” I said sternly” are you a virgin? Is this your first time?”

“Oh yes my adorable sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, with the giant Uncut Hindu Lund,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied, “it is my first Uncut Hindu Lund and I was determined that it would be yours. I’ve wanted you so bad and for so long,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, continuing to pump herself on top of my Uncut Hindu Lund” oh baby I love it,” she said, “I knew I would, I just love it.”

“Why Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, why me?” I asked.

“I’ve already answered that Durgesh,” she said, “at least partially. I said I’ve wanted you for so long but the main reason is because I love you big sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, and I mean BIG sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel. I don’t love you like a Girlfriend loves a sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, I’m hopelessly and , unghh, helplessly in love with you. Have been for a long, long time,” she said, stopping her movements, looking longingly in My eyes.

“I’m going to love you forever Durgesh, I don’t care where we are or what we are doing, if I don’t see you for 20 years I will still be completely in love with you. I mean total, passionate, consuming and absolute love.”

“Then I think it’s time you got properly fucked,” I said gravely, rolling her over so that I was on top.
I grabbed her legs behind her knees lifting her excellent Musalmān ass and jamming my Uncut Hindu Lund deepest into her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

“Oh yes,” she shouted, ” fuck it, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, fuck that virgin exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.”

“Shhhh,” I said, “you’re gonna get us discovered if you don’t keep quiet.

I leaned down and kissed the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, lightly on the cheek.
“I’m gonna fuck you so you don’t forget this night, ” I said.

“Allah! My God, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, you don’t think I’d ever forget this night, do you?” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said.

I quietly began to do some serious fucking.
I was not moving fast, just gently fucking her, making certain that I got fully into her with each thrust.
I changed my angle occasionally, at one time putting pressure on her g-spot then making sure I was raking across her ardent Musalmān clitoris.

“Oh, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, It’s so good,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, “I love your Uncut Hindu Lund, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, I love it!”

I picked up the pace.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was juicing so much it was running down over her excellent Musalmān ass, dripping on the sheets.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was so tight I had no difficulty believing that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had been a virgin.
I was now actually enjoying the deflowering of the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd.
I began to pick up the pace, jabbing her with ferocity, watching her tits wobble rapidly with my thrusts.

I was pumping her hard and could feel my Hindu pubic bone bumping against her ardent Musalmān mons, putting at least some pressure on her ardent Musalmān clitoris.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd could hardly talk, “unhh fuck unhh me, oh unnhh fuck me, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, unh, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it. Oh Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, if you keep it up I’m gonna cum. Oh yes, yes, unhhhh, YES, YES, here it comes Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, oh hell yes.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was bucking up against me hard, my Hindu balls smacking against her excellent Musalmān ass, feeling the faint urging of my balls, reminding me that I was rapidly heading toward an ejaculation.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had wrapped her legs around me pulling me in as deep as I could go, her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot taking absolute possession of my Uncut Hindu Lund.
I felt it coming, like a freight train, roaring up the length of my Hindu shaft and now, with my Uncut Hindu Lund spurting wildly into the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd’s exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, washing the walls of it with my Hindu seed.
It was damn late to think about it but I hoped Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was on some type of birth control.

“Oh yes, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd whispered, ” fill me up baby, fill me with your stunning Hindu cum. Oh, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, this was the most wonderful, most romantic thing that’s ever happened in my life. Oh Durgesh, I love you so much.”

I eased myself on her, pushing my now still erect Uncut Hindu Lund into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
I eased down on her, facing her, and planted a gentle kiss on her lips.

“I love you too kiddo,” I said gently. “I’m sorry that I took your virginity baby, I’m not sure that we should have done what we just did but I can’t honestly say that I’m sorry. I do have to say though that you are a very cagey customer. Crotchless panties indeed. You don’t play fair,” I said with a laugh.

“Well, I had to do something,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, ” I decided that I was going to do whatever it took to fuck my big sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel and I did it.”

We both laughed and kissed sensuously, embracing each other as we did so.

“Al Nādirah,” I said, ” I know it’s a little late to ask but you are on some kind of birth control aren’t you?”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd didn’t answer at first, then slowly she turned to me and smiled,
“Well,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said with a pause, “not exactly but it will be OK.”

“Not exactly,” I said with alarm, “exactly what is it then?”

“Well,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, “I don’t use any kind of birth control, OK?”

“OK hell! Are you saying that you could be pregnant, with your own sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel’s baby right now?”

“No, no, I’m sure that I’m not. I’m pretty sure that I’m not in my fertile period,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said.

“You’re pretty sure, hell that’s like saying you’re only a little bit pregnant,” I said angrily.

“I-I’m sorry,” with that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd started to cry, “I’m really sorry I came in here and did that to you, Allah, oh God I wish I was dead.”

I quickly put my arm around her.
” Hold it sweetie,” I said quietly,” I participated in this too you know. This isn’t just your responsibility. If I said I enjoyed making love to you it would be an understatement. Don’t forget baby doll , we made love with each other, we didn’t just fuck each other.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd smiled at me with tears in her eyes,
” Thank you, my Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, I just want to tell you something Durgesh, I love you, desperately. I would be content to spend the rest of my life with you. To go away somewhere and live as husband and wife. Then have your babies and live happily ever after.”

I was on her nude body, still fucking her, now sophisticated however.
I still had my arm around the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd’s shoulder.
I squeezed her, pulling her to me, ” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, this has happened so fast that I don’t know what to say. To say that I love you is not enough. It never has been. I’ve always had special feelings for you and yes, I might as well admit it, I have always found you very attractive physically. I don’t know about you but if you really are pregnant I don’t want you to get an abortion.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd smiled warmly at me,
“Oh Durgesh, I was hoping that you would feel that way. I can’t even imagine us doing anything to an unborn child that is part of me and part of my wonderful sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel.”

“Um, by the way, my Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, ” we’re not going to stop doing this I hope.”

I grinned at her,
“Well, I don’t suppose so but I will tell you this young Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān lady, there will be no protection worn by yours truly the next time too.”

“Ugh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd scowled, ” I hate those things myself. But do you have any with you now?”

“No, of course not,” I replied.

“Well,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said as she thrust herself up against me, lying there still on her nude back, “if I wanted to do something right now what would you say?”

“Oh, sure dear,” answered I, smiling,” Let’s continue.”

“Thank you very much,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd smiled as she started fucking me herself from under me.
She placed her head down onto the bed.
She spread her legs wide with her excellent Musalmān ass high in the air. She reached back making sure the slit in her panties was wide open then began to fuck me more vigorously, her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot swallowed my Uncut Hindu Lund continuously.
She could look down between her legs and see her sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh.
My Uncut Hindu Lund was stiff as a board.
My eyes had almost a glazed look.
I was focused totally on her pink exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
As she fucked me fom under me, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was surprised at how quickly she felt a stirring in her loins.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was actually getting hot despite just being fucked by me.
She felt movement and looked quickly enough to see I fucking her on my knees, edging closer and closer to her.
We changed our position.
She was on her knees now and I reached her from her glorious behind.
I pushed rapidly into her, enjoying the warm, wet velvet like grip of her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
I could still feel the remnants of my previous ejaculation.
There was still some semblance of guilt in my mind about the fact that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was my ever faithful friend, Aslam Saåīd’s real younger sister, but there was an old saying that,
” how can anything that feels so good be bad.”

“Oh honey, ” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gasped, ” your Uncut Hindu Lund feels so good in me. It’s just like I want to swallow you up, to get you in deeper and deeper.”

“Tip your ass up a little more, baby Musalmān girl and I’ll see what I can do,” I replied.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd moved slightly and I shoved into her farther than I had yet been.

“Oomph,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd reacted, “Allah, oh God yes, that’s it, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh. You feel like you’re clear up into my belly. Oh, fuck it baby, fuck it.”

I was slamming into her now.
Even from the back I could see her big tits flying all over her chest.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was humping back into me with gusto, forcing me as deepest as I could physically go.
I reached forward, grabbing the front of her hips and pulling back into me in cadence with my Hindu thrusts.

“Oh yes, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, it’s so good baby, so damn good,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said breathlessly.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd reached under herself and found her ardent Musalmān clitoris.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was on fire.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had to cum, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wanted to cum so bad.
She began to rapidly play with her ardent Musalmān clitoris, feeling the tingling throughout her body.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd began to chant as her sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, pounded my Uncut Hindu Lund into Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd’s exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

I felt the stirrings of my impending orgasm.
I had no reservations whatsoever and for this reasonI thought that this one was going to be really good.

“Oh Durgesh, I’m really getting close honey,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was panting hard, gulping air as fast as she could.

“Here it comes, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, here it comes!” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gasped.

I could feel her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot begin to contract in a rhythmic manner around my Uncut Hindu Lund.
This only served to speed up my eventual ejaculation.
Just then Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd let out a muffled scream announcing that her orgasm had arrived.
I reached quickly to cover her mouth.

“Shhhh,” I whispered, ” we gotta be quiet.”

I could not stop thrusting though.
I was just seconds away.
I could feel the stirrings of my coming orgasm.

“Allah, Oh God, Allah, oh God,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was muttering, ” so good, oh so good, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh. Excellent, I say. What the call you, Sambhog Samrāŧ? Sambhogéshvar? Yes, you are. Yes, you are!”

I leaned over placing my chest lightly on her back and whispered in her ear,
” I love you so much baby, I can’t get enough of that beautiful exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot of yours.”

At that point my Uncut Hindu Lund convulsed, spitting my sperm deeply inside the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd.

Groaning I said,
” I’m coming baby, I’m shooting into your exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and I love it. I love you too Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, more than you will ever know.”

“Durgesh, I love you too, sweetheart. I want to stay like this forever. I don’t ever want to let you go away from me,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said.

“Sounds like a plan,” I mumbled, trying to get my breath back.

Chapter 25
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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


The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies: 1- Of my Musalmān friends-23

The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies

1: Of my Musalmān friends

Indro nirjyotishā tamso gā aduxat

Durgesh

Previous  Chapters

Chapter 23

Durgesh Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd
Durgesh Al Farzānah Al Rashīd
Durgesh Saåīdah Salāħuddīn

The only positive thing that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd could think of was that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had acquired PhD from University in late May.
My group of companies HVSI was efficiently running under the excellent administration, even while some of them were going through software changes, and Ammī and Abbū were both at work.
She and I had the whole house to ourselves.
It was then that she made a decision.
It was either now or never.
She removed her shirt, her bra and her panties.
She found the long t-shirt that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had “borrowed” from the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, and put it on.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd walked purposefully from her bedroom, down the hall, stopping in front of the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh’s bedroom door.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hesitated and then slowly and quietly opened the door.
I was awake.
I was lying on my left side facing away from her.
I appeared to be reading something and she took a deep breath before clearing her throat rather noisily.
I turned.
The magazine slid off the bed between the bed and the wall.
It was then that she realized that I had been reading one of my pornographic magazines, I called Eīshān Vaigyānic, Tāntrik, Scientific, etcetera.

“Hey Al Nādirah,” I said smiling,” what the hell are you doing just marching in here like that?”
It was obvious that I was somewhat agitated.

“Well,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, ” it’s almost eleven and I just wondered if you were OK. I mean you’re usually up by this time,” she said nervously.
Upon saying this she crossed the room and stood by the side of my bed, looking at me longingly.

“What’s the matter Al Nādirah, you feel bad or something,” I inquired.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd did not immediately reply to me then had an epiphany. ” I don’t feel good, Durgesh, can I just lie down for a minute?” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd asked.

Before I could reply Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd lifted the sheet and slid into bed beside me.

I was alert, due to the fact that I was completely nude under the sheet and was also still partially erect as a result of my reading material.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd rolled to her left side and put her arm across My chest, sighing and then stating almost in a whisper, ” I guess I just need to rest for a little bit.”

I relaxed somewhat, thinking perhaps the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, would fall asleep.
I could slip from my bed at that point and throw some clothes on.
Just then, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd decided that it was now time to act.
She slowly inched her shirt up so that her genitals were exposed.
She quickly threw her right leg over me and moved to the point that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was totally on top of me.

“Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd!,” I shouted, ” what the hell are you doing.”

“C’mon, you big sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied, ” you know I’ve had the hots for you for ages. Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, please, I’ve never had sex, I’m so much in love with you, I need it Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, I need you bad. I can’t wait any more. You are already fucking almost entire extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān houseladies in this household, why not me, darling?”*

I replied immediately,
“Are you nuts, girl, you are twenty eight. Moreover, you are my one of the best friends sister. It’s incest almost.”

“But if it wasn’t, you would fuck me wouldn’t you, please tell me Durgesh, If I wasn’t your friend’s sister you would sink that thing in me right now wouldn’t you,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd asked pleadingly.

At that point she slid down a few inches and came into contact with my very erect Uncut Hindu Lund.
I had tried valiantly to keep from getting a hard on to no avail.

“Oh Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd enthused, smiling triumphantly,” you’re really hard, aren’t you?”

“No,” I answered. “Look,” I said with discomfort, ” I gotta admit I was reading an erotic story when you came in, so that’s what caused it.”

“No Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, baby,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said with a smile, “you maybe had a stiffy when I walked in here but I saw it go most of the way down when I got in bed.”
At this point she reached under herself, pulled my Uncut Hindu Lund out from beneath her and placed it along the lips of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

“Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” I said gruffly, ” I am NOT going to fuck you!”

At this point, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had begun to slide back and forth on my engorged Uncut Hindu Lund, sliding the length of it, covering it with the juices her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot was now generating.

“It’s OK, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said softly, ” just let me do this, please baby, please. Just let me fuck you. I need it very much. I’m utterly mad now to get you inside me. Please, let me cum, please let me cum Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was humping my Uncut Hindu Lund rapidly, juicing constantly, covering my Uncut Hindu Lund with her stickiness, beginning to breathe rapidly.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had previously planned to get me hot and then sit on my Uncut Hindu Lund.
She now decided to be a little more cagey.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd would try getting Durgesh to do this in the future and then once I got comfortable with the idea Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd would slip down on my Uncut Hindu Lund and the deed would be done.

“Oh, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gasped, “Allah, oh my God, I think I’m gonna cum. Oh it’s so good baby, so damn good!”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was now making sure that on her down stroke Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was going down far enough that my Uncut Hindu Lund was reaching her inflamed clitoris.
Finally, when she got her clit on me good she remained there, grunting and taking short little strokes, keeping her ardent Musalmān clit on my rigid Hindu weapon.
She smiled to herself when I cupped her ass cheeks with my hands and began to bump up against her.
No use in any protest now.
She was really crazy now emotionally.
She really needed it very much.
And she was already fucking me wildly, before I could even stop her.

“Oh Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, oh baby yes,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, ” keep doing that. Fuck me to my heart’s content. Please. I can’t believe you are really sixty four. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is right. You must be thirty four only. Keep fucking me, keep fucking me, don’t stop. You sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel.”
She didn’t let me stop for hours.
I didn’t know how much.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was frantic now, she could feel her orgasm approaching and she knew it was going to be fantastic.

“Here it cums baby, oh sweetheart here it is! Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd shouted.

She then went into the most wanton and vigorous movements that I had ever seen recently.
I’d been with a countless number of women but had never seen anything even close to this, recently.

“Unnngh, Allah! Allah! oh God, oh God, I’m cumming so hard baby, so fuckin hard, ” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gasped.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd dropped down, her busty tits with the rock hard nipples visible through her shirt resting her upper torso on my chest.
The twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, was breathing hard, gasping for breath, her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot still kept my rigid tool into her.
Her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips were wrapped around my Uncut Hindu Lund and I could still feel her soaked Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot quivering and squeezing my Uncut Hindu Lund.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd leaned down and began to kiss me softly on the lips.
She tried to get her tongue into my mouth but I pulled away and Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd slid to her left to lie beside me, giving me a quick peck on the cheek.

“Now there see, that wasn’t so bad was it?” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd inquired.

“Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, I told you that we weren’t going to commit incest and I meant it,” I said firmly.

I said nothing more for a short while then said with resignation,
” No. it wasn’t bad physically but it will never happen again I can assure you.”

“But nothing really happened Durgesh, I mean look honey, we didn’t really have sex so it’s not incest and please don’t tell me that it won’t happen again.”

“Nonsense, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” I said in a disgusted manner, ” you sound like one of the former presidents of USA. It was sex, no matter how you cut it. Why would I let you do that again now that you know how I feel about it.”

“But you didn’t put it in me Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh. I mean we didn’t fuck. I… I need to cum just like anyone else. It’s so much better with you sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel. I know you won’t hurt me, won’t do anything that I don’t want to do. Let me ask you a serious question Durgesh. Would you rather I did this with you or some stranger in the backseat of my car or in a seedy hotel room somewhere?”

I wrestled with that one.
I couldn’t encourage her but at the same time I did feel bad for her.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was obviously very frustrated.

“We’ll just have to see Al Nādirah, we will just have to see.”

In no time the house returned to normal.*

For the rest of the week Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd tried to find a time when she could get me to herself but it seemed that everything was against her.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd decided to take a chance and say something to me.
The next evening she volunteered to supervise doing the dinner dishes for her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, who was really tired from work.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd’s Abbū was in the den on a business call and I walked in to get a drink of water.

“Hi sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, what can I do for you?” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said in a sexy manner.

“Oh nothin babe, just gettin me a drink of water,” I replied.
Sālī, always called me ‘Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel’.
I knew it was sarcastic.
She never believed I was sixty four.
She thought I was thirty four instead.
She herself was twenty eight.
There was only six years’ difference between us, in her bright opinion.
“Would you be interested in entertaining a certain lady later tonight, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd whispered, naughtily.

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” I said gruffly.

“Durgeshhh,” she said drawing out my name. “Look, I need it bad, honey. You said we would see the last

time.”

“Yeah,” I growled, ” and the answer is ‘no’.”

“That’s not fair,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd pleaded, ” I need some companionship, Durgesh. Just let me come to your room and get in bed with you. We’ll just lie there and talk, I promise. I need some private time and some adult conversation.”

“You kidding Musalmān girl,” I replied, ” remember you’ve got two parents in the house too.”

‘Yeah well, Ammī ‘s exhausted and you know yourself that Abbū sleeps like a dead man, just like you.” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said.

I appeared deep in thought as I contemplated what the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, had said.

“OK Sugar,” I said using a nickname that I had given her many years before.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd stepped forward to give me a big hug, planting a sensuous kiss on my lips and lingering there for more than a few seconds.

“Hey Musalmān girl, we’re just going to talk tonight, remember?,” I said with a smile.

“Yes sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, ” I agree.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd finished drying the dishes and headed for her room.
She felt so nervous.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had made the decision that if she could get in the same position tonight as last time Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was going to definitely fuck the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh.
She knew that I would be suspicious though.
She also knew that I definitely would not allow her to climb in bed with me with her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot exposed.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had an idea.
A couple of months before she and Nafīsah Ålvī had done something that they considered very naughty at the time.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had no idea why, but as a result of looking at an ad in one of My raunchy magazines, they decided that they would wear open crotch panties around.
They were too afraid to order something like that so they decided to modify a pair of their own.
One Saturday they each worked industriously cutting a slit in a pair of their underwear then hand sewing the edges so they would appear more finished looking.
This was pretty much not needed since neither of them intended to let anyone see their work.
They modeled them for each other and were surprised to see that unless they spread their legs or pulled the edges apart it appeared that they were wearing regular panties.
They wore them for a week, to the mall, to a party to which they had both been invited.
They decided to stop wearing them mostly because they were starting to smell like exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had hidden hers somewhere if she could only remember where.
It had only been as far back as June but she could not remember for the life of her where Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had stuck them.
She took absolutely everything out of all of her drawers, getting to things that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hadn’t seen in years to no avail.
She started in on her closet next.
“What in the world are you doing?” her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, who had just entered the room asked,” looks like you’re doing a major cleaning here.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd jumped as if Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had been shot.

“Oh, uh, yeah that’s what I’m doing.”

“OK sweetie,” her Ammī said, ” I’ll leave you alone to your work. I’m really impressed that you are doing this on your own, without being told to. I’m tired so I’m gonna head to bed. Night sweetie.”

“Goodnight Ammī, Shab bakħair,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd breathed a sigh of relief as her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, left the room.
With her luck it was a wonder that her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, hadn’t walked in just when Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had found her crotchless panties.
Just then she saw something that was pale blue clear in the back of her closet on the floor.
It had to be them.

“So there you are,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd whispered to herself.

She examined the crotch.
Sure enough, there was the slit.
She and Nafīsah Ålvī had worn them for that week not daring to put them in the wash.
When Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hid them they had reeked of exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
She put them up to her nose and sniffed.
She could swear there was a slight odor of her sex, then decided that after nearly two months, it must be her imagination.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wondered why they were on the floor.
There was a space between the back of the shelf in her closet and the wall and they had apparently fallen down onto the floor in back.
Thank goodness her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, hadn’t found them.
She slipped them into the bottom of the top drawer of her dresser and decided to wear the same long t-shirt that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had that other night.
She sat down in the wing back chair in her room and tried to read a magazine but was so nervous about the coming night that her mind kept wandering.*

I was relaxing in my room contemplating the coming evening.
I had decided that I would allow the twenty eight years old just PhD, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, to come in and lie down with me but that was it.
Just talk, no playing.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd waited quite some time, past the time that her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, and Abbū usually went to sleep.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had to be sure.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd would just die if she and the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, were caught in bed together.
Finally after the house had been quiet for over an hour she rose and removed her clothing.
She pulled on the special panties and the t-shirt.
She reached down, spreading the opening in the panties and touched her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
She played for just a Moment.
It felt so good and Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was so wet.
She took a deep breath and thought,
” well I guess this is it.”
She left her room and approached my bedroom door.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gingerly opened my door and noticed that I was still awake and listening quietly to the local FM station.

“Hey kid, I see you made it,” I said softly. ” Now c’mere Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” I said, crooking my finger to her and indicating that I wanted her near.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd approached my bed and I reached out, grasping the bottom hem of her shirt and lifting it up, noticing her panties.

“OK, just wanted to make sure you had it covered up. You know we got way too close the last time. Go ahead and lie down here,” I indicated to her. “What’s on your mind,” I questioned.

The sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, had rolled to his right side and Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd lied down on her left, facing me.
She reached up and placed her hand on my bicep.

“It’s so good, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, just to lie here and talk,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, ” seems like I don’t get to do much talking to adults these days.”
We began what Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd regarded as a really nice conversation with me being particularly interested in how it felt to be out of University.
All this time, while carrying on the conversation, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was preoccupied with figuring how Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was going to get more intimate with me.
She knew Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had to get started somehow.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd dropped her hand from My upper arm to the front of my boxers.
My Uncut Hindu Lund was partially erect.

“Hey what the!” I half shouted,” I told you, conversation only!”

“Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd whined, ” I just want to cuddle and play a little. I know you’re not going to lie there and let me jump up and take my panties off.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” I said, ” but what do you hope to accomplish with this?”

“Nothing, you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, I just enjoy getting you hard. Do you want me to put my mouth on it, and give you a blow job?, she asked.

“HELL N O,” I exclaimed, ” you know better than that. I told you we’re not doing that kind of stuff.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd began to cry, or so she made me think.

“Allah, Oh God Durgesh, I never have any male companionship. I just like to have some adult talk and maybe a little bit of intimacy. I mean I haven’t even kissed a guy until you the other night. I just feel so lonely Durgesh, sometimes I just want to give up.”

“Shhhh, take it easy, honey, ” I whispered, “just relax and we can cuddle if that’s what you want to call it.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd leaned toward me and placed her lips softly on mine.
She slowly raised her right leg up over me and rolled on top of me.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hugged me and lied her head on the pillow, not moving her lower body, trying to make sure that I had no idea what Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had in mind.

“I love you Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd whispered into my ear,” I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you. You mean so much to me.”

“I love you too sweetheart,” I replied, ” you’re my very favorite girl.”

“Pffft, ” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd reacted, as she raised up,” I’m your ONLY Girlfriend here now.”

As she said this she sat up with her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot on top of my now totally erect Uncut Hindu Lund.
She began to move, making certain that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was rubbing her mons on the tip of my Uncut Hindu Lund so that I wasn’t aware of her “special” panties.
“Just rubbin a little, Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, just a little.”

“OK baby,” I replied,” whatever makes you feel good.”

“Well, this is what really makes me feel good,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said with determination.

With that she sat straight up, grabbed my Uncut Hindu Lund, placed it at the entrance to her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and sat quickly down.

“What the, oh Nonsense,, ” I said as I realized that I was buried completely in my little ‘Girlfriend’s nearly virgin exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot. ” Oh damn baby you shouldn’t have done that. Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, we can’t do this, we just can’t.”

Chapter 24
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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


The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies: 1- Of my Musalmān friends-22

The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies

1: Of my Musalmān friends

Indro nirjyotishā tamso gā aduxat

Durgesh

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Chapter 22

Durgesh Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd
Durgesh Al Farzānah Al Rashīd
Durgesh Saåīdah Salāħuddīn

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hurried to her bedroom, closed and then locked the door.
On the far side of her bed was a wing back chair and she headed straight for it.
Just a rub of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot with her fingers would not be enough this time.

She pulled her shorts and panties off, grabbed a t-shirt from the drawer and placed it on the arm of the chair to make the surface a little softer, placed her right knee in the seat of the chair with her left foot still on the floor.
She grabbed the wing of the chair with her left hand and with her right hand she gripped the back of the chair in the middle and lowered herself slowly onto the shirt covered arm.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, at twenty eight, was very experienced at masturbating.
So, even Saåīdah Salāħuddīn has managed to Live in relationship with Durgesh, successfully.
Despite the fact that Saåīdah Salāħuddīn was immensely angry with Durgesh when Durgesh fucked her Bhābhījān, Al Farzānah Al Rashīd.
Is only Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd such a damnfool that she can’t get Durgesh for her?
She had started masturbating at a young age and had continued until now.
She had a variety of techniques, mostly the old fingers on clit approach.
She also used various devices inside herself.
A hairbrush, 3 cornered ruler, paper towel roll and a flashlight which she kept under her bed.
Her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, was extremely nosy so Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had to resort to these innocent looking items.
It would not do for her Ammī, Āmnah Saåīd, to discover a big dildo or a vibrator in her possession.
It was difficult to describe Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd as a virgin since all of these items had been up her snatch many times but since all were long but slim there was a chance that her hymen was still intact and that she was, she kept telling herself, still technically a virgin.

Today, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had become so horny, so sexually excited that she could not help herself. She had to masturbate, and the sooner the better.
She had witnessed Durgesh, fucking her niece, Saåīdah Salāħuddīn.
Previously, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had witnessed Durgesh fucking her Bhābhījān, Al Farzānah Al Rashīd too.
Allah Allah!
The sixty four years old Hindu idiot can fuck everyone except Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd.
Why?
Because Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was his friend’s, Aslam Saåīd’s, real sister.
Hell.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was in a difficult situation.
She was hopelessly in love with the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh!
She had been for what seemed like all of her life.
At first it was just a crush, a silly young Musalmān girl crush.
Gradually it had changed.
As Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd became sexually mature her Musalmān girlhood crush became a serious infatuation and then genuine ashvinātam love.
When masturbating, her vision was of the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh.
The love of her life would be making passionate love to her.
Durgesh was always ready for her, ready in her dreams or fantasies, ready to turn on all of her switches, push all of her buttons.
It was always perfect ashvinātam love.

Through the years, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had occasionally seen the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, nude.
Always fucking some extraordinarily beautiful Musalmān houselady.
Usually just a fleeting glimpse of his cute butt just before Durgesh wrapped himself in a towel or was just pulling up his boxers.
Once he had forgotten to lock the bathroom door.
As she opened it he had just gotten out of the shower and she got a nice frontal shot but it was so hurried Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd didn’t see much.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd did quickly notice that his Uncut Hindu Lund was greatest.
At that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was somewhat horrified.
Then she read an article in Cosmo that said that some men were pretty huge when erect but then grew much smaller when not very much excited and that some men were larger when flaccid and though it stiffened when erect it did not grow that much in either length or girth.
Today Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd discovered that her beloved Sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, was definitely in the group that grew smaller, much smaller when he needed to be.
I had been tired yet satisfied from yesterday’s fuck party, her Bhābhījān, Al Farzānah Al Rashīd, had given to celebrate Durgesh’s 64th birthday.
Today was Sunday and I decided that instead of a shower this morning I would have a good soak in the tub.
I filled it up, just so it would cover all of my body with water as cold as I could stand it.
I got in, settled into the water, lied back and breathed deeply.
I could feel my body relaxing and much of the soreness leaving.
My mind began to wander.
Yesterday, while fucking in the back of our 5 acre property I had seen Bégum Åbbās and her daughter sunbathing.
Bégum Shāistah Åbbās was one of those women who nearing 40 looked 25.
She was a raven haired beauty with big tits and a gorgeous face.
Her daughter was a double for her.
As I recalled the previous day I began to get an erection.
I reached down, placed my hand around my Uncut Hindu Lund and began to quiet it slowly.
It took no time for me to get it immensely quiet.
I took my hand away.
It was at this point that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd opened the door and stepped inside.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hadn’t been paying attention and was 2 or 3 steps inside before she focused on the tub and what was occupying it.
She couldn’t believe the size of it, it looked miraculously normal to her now that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd could too afford between her legs.

I reacted with a yelp.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd quickly apologized and exited the room, hurrying down the hallway and into her own room where she immediately locked the door.

As she lowered herself slowly onto the chair arm, reaching down, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gently opened the lips of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, settling herself onto the arm of the wing back.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had tears in her eyes, even as she rubbed herself on the chair intensely.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wanted to cum so bad and yet Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had such a strong sense of guilt.
She knew that she shouldn’t feel the things that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd did about the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, but she just couldn’t help herself.
Seeing the length of my Uncut Hindu Lund, rising majestically above the bath water had really set her off.
It wasn’t just the length, it was so lovely and so big around.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had a fire in her Musalmān groin now and Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd didn’t think a mere act of masturbation would put it out.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was rubbing her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight despite her masturbating, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot on the chair arm deliberately now, thrusting hard against the chair.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was enjoying such pleasure and yet at the same time tears were streaming down her cheek.
I had never indicated any interest in her sexually in all of her young life.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had no idea how she might ever see her dream come true and this made her extremely sad.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd didn’t know how, but Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd did know Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was going to make every effort to accomplish it.

With that her orgasm occurred and she slumped forward against the back of her chair enjoying the pulsing of a strong orgasm and at the same time sobbing to herself, unsure just how her wishes could be made to come true.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd leaned forward and rested her perspiring face against the back of the chair.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had played around like this on the chair arm before but never like this.
This was a mind warping orgasm.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was more sure than ever that I was going to fuck her, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was going to get me to give her a good fucking and like it, whether I wanted to or not.
Just how Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd would accomplish this Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd did not yet know.

One thing that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was well aware of was that the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, was an unbelievably sound sleeper.
You could march a band through my bedroom once I was well asleep and I wouldn’t even stir.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had also noticed that I would frequently get an immense Hindu erection in my sleep though she never really viewed it directly, just the tent in my sheets.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had always wondered if she could catch me with a stiff Uncut Hindu Lund, would she be able to mount me and start fucking me before I knew what was going on.
Doubtful, she thought.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd heard the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, leaving the bathroom and heard my bedroom door close and audibly lock.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wondered if she should admit her feelings to Nafīsah Ålvī her lifelong best friend.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd could tell Nafīsah Ålvī anything.
In the past they had shared their deepest and darkest secrets.
They had learned about masturbating together.
They had done a little touching each other but nothing major.
It was really just a case of mutual masturbation on the occasions when they were able to get together that way.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd hesitated then picked up her cellphone and dialed her friend’s number.

“Hey, Nafīsah Ålvī,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd gushed, ” whatcha doin this morning?”

“Well, I just got up crazy, I’m still getting awake,” Nafīsah Ålvī replied sleepily. ” You got something in mind?”

“Mmph,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied, her mouth full of muffin. ” thought you could come over and we could just lie around and talk and relax.”

“Hmmm, don’t sound bad,” Nafīsah Ålvī answered, “when do you want me to come over?”

“Oh hell, I don’t care,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied,” no hurry. C’mon over and have a homemade muffin with me.”

“OK,” Nafīsah Ålvī chuckled,” that’s a deal. I’ll be right over.

Nafīsah Ålvī arrived in about 20 minutes and the Musalmān girls greeted each other with an embrace and a kiss on the cheek.

Nafīsah Ålvī was the opposite of Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was fair skinned, blonde hair and was built in a stocky manner.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was not fat or even overweight, just muscular and compact with fairly large breasts and what Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd admired as a perfect ass.

The Musalmān girls had been friends for over 12 years now and during that time they had bathed together and had quietly checked each other out.
Nafīsah Ålvī had noticed that unlike herself, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd did not shave her exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight despite her masturbating, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
She kept it neat and somewhat trimmed but Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd definitely had a nice bush while Nafīsah Ålvī kept hers shaved smooth.

As they relaxed in Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd’s bedroom Nafīsah Ålvī popped the question she usually did, the one Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd dreaded,

“Well, is that hot ass sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel of yours around this morning?”

“Nafīsah Ålvī,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said in a stern manner, ” we don’t talk about Durgesh, OK?”

“You know Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” Nafīsah Ålvī snorted, ” if I didn’t know better I would think that you’ve got the hots for Durgesh yourself.”

“Oh Nafīsah Ålvī, that’s terrible,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd reacted, ” why would you even think of something like that? That sounds sickening to me.”

That would have been enough of an answer right there. Unfortunately, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd didn’t just let the conversation drop when she should have.

“I can’t imagine,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said, “the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, and our Musalmān sisters doing anything like that.”

“I think the lady protests a bit too much,” Nafīsah Ålvī answered with a chuckle,” you sure you haven’t already been polishing my apple?”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd blushed, from anger as well as some embarrassment.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd worried that Nafīsah Ålvī could see through her and knew what Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had planned.

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd lied back on her bed and closed her eyes.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wanted so desperately to tell her best friend how much Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wanted to fuck the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel and see if Nafīsah Ålvī, who had had a lot more experience than Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, might be able to give her some pointers.
“Hey baby,” Nafīsah Ålvī spoke quickly, ” I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I’m sorry, I feel really bad about it, I know that you would never do anything like that with Durgesh. He is the greatest enemy of us Musalmīn. He fucks every Musalmān Beauty, every extremely beautiful Musalmān houselady, he can. How the hell any Musalmān girl that has even the infinitesimal self-respect can surrender to that Hindu monster sexually?”*

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd paused for some time, her stomach churning.
She just had to tell, Nafīsah Ålvī was like a sister to her.

She knew that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd would feel better with someone to talk to about it.

“I, ah, well Nafīsah Ålvī, I just don’t know how to talk about this,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd stumbled with the words. “First of all there has never been anything in all these years between Durgesh and me. He is really a very moral person. Certainly more moral than me. You see Nafīsah Ålvī, well, I am in love with Durgesh, and I desperately want Durgesh to make love to me. There I said it and I’m glad.”

“Allah! Oh my God, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, you can’t be serious,” Nafīsah Ålvī said seriously, “do you really mean it?”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd wasn’t looking at Nafīsah Ålvī, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had her eyes closed.
Her voice was just barely above a whisper.

“Nafīsah Ålvī,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said slowly,
” You are my very best friend, I think of you like a sister, at the risk of you thinking less of me, I love you, just as I would my sister. Please don’t think of me as some kind of evil monster, I just can’t help myself.”

“Oh Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” Nafīsah Ålvī said as she rolled toward her friend, taking Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd into her arms.
Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd had begun to cry.

“Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd,” Nafīsah Ålvī said softly, “you are my dearest friend, my only true close friend. You can tell me or ask me anything. I am just so startled. You and I would be the last ones I would have imagined. Mmmm, I sure can’t blame you, he is sooo hot!”

“Well, there is really nothing to tell,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied. “He shows no signs at all of taking any interest in me physically. I have “accidentally ” flashed a tit, my ass, once I let my towel fall and he saw my exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight despite my masturbating, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot but Durgesh turned his head and showed no interest at all.”

“Well,” Nafīsah Ålvī asked, ” did he even look at your tits or the rest of it. I mean let’s face it, we’ve been changing with each other, swimming in the nude in your pool, taking a shower together occasionally and I know what a great body you have.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied, “I’ve found Durgesh almost always fucking gorgeous Musalmān Beauties, all beautiful and sexy as hell Musalmān girls.”

“OK baby, what’s your plan, have you developed an approach that you think might work and do you want to figure out if there is any way I can help? Nafīsah Ålvī queried.

“No,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd replied, I can’t think of anything.”

“How about this,” Nafīsah Ålvī countered, ” I can stay overnight, I’ll sneak into Durgesh’s room, make sure he knows it is me, get him up, get on top of him and start fucking him. Then I’ll stop for some reason and get off him, it’s dark so we switch, you hop on and fuck the hell out of him and after Durgesh cums it’s too late, he’s already done it. How about that?”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd began to laugh insanely. Through the tears from laughing she said,
” you big dummy. I love you but you are nuts. Your hair is shorter than mine, you weigh about 20 pounds more than I do, your 8 inches shorter than me and one of your tits would make two of mine. You gotta be kiddin.”

“OK-OK,” Nafīsah Ålvī exhaled, ” here’s one that worked for me with the neighbor kid.”

“What neighbor kid,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd inquired.

“You know,” Nafīsah Ålvī said,” that Hindu family that lived next door to us for only about six months.”

“Nafīsah Ålvī!”, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd nearly shouted, ” you fucked a Hindu guy already?”

“Hell yes, when your exquisite, excellent, tremendously attractive, immensely tight, pink, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot’s wet, who cares what religion the guy has. Besides, Shankar was a good kid,”

Nafīsah Ålvī responded seriously.

“Yes,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd agreed, “He did seem like a really nice guy. So tell me, how, when, you know I want to hear all about it.”

“Well,” Nafīsah Ålvī answered thoughtfully, “he used to come over and Ammī would invite him in. He would come and find me in the family room. We would play Scrabble or watch TV or something. I think my Ammī liked him almost as much as I did. I don’t think she would have objected if I had wanted to date him. Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd would have gone crazy if she knew I fucked him though.”

“She would have freaked if she knew that you had fucked anyone,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd chuckled.

“You got that right,” said Nafīsah Ålvī.

Nafīsah Ålvī then said,
“You know if you come into the house at the back door and go through the kitchen on the way to the family room you have to pass my bedroom door. I saw him coming late one afternoon. I hurried from the family room to my bedroom, stripped off everything but my socks and lied on the bed. I had left my door open about 6 or 8 inches. When I heard him coming I grabbed one of my nipples with one hand and started playing with my clitoris with the other. When he passed by he just glanced but he saw what I had wanted him to see. I quickly pulled my clothes back on and joined him in the family room. Just as I had hoped he acted totally different toward me. We had the TV on but ignored it and just talked. It was so different, intimate talk, very sexy talk. I agreed to meet him out by our pool at 10. Well, I was totally nervous but quietly tip toed out of the house and met him. Ammī and Abbū were already in bed and as you know I swim at night frequently. Well, I took a blanket with me, we went to the back yard and I fucked the hell out of him.”

“Was that the only time,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd asked wide eyed, ” or did you do it some more.”

“No that was definitely not the only time,” Nafīsah Ålvī snorted, “that was June and they didn’t move till just before school began in late August. He must have fucked me 50 times in those 3 months. We did everything, on my back, on top of me, doggy- that was our favorite,” Nafīsah Ålvī blushed as she paused, a wistful look in her eye. ” I even let Shankar fuck me in my ass.”

“You didn’t,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said sharply,” you didn’t really let Vikram fuck you in the ass did you?”

Nafīsah Ålvī paused, once more a very wistful look in her eye, ” you won’t believe this but I think I was a little bit in love with Vikram. He was so gentle, asking me was I sure. He was really big but he was so gentle. I didn’t think one could cum with just ass fucking. I was wrong.”

“Really,” Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd said,” I never really would have thought so either.”

“Well,” said Nafīsah Ålvī, ” I’m supposed to go to the mall with Ammī in a little while so I better get back home. I feel for you Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd, ” as she gave her friend a hug, good luck, “and I sure hope you come up with a plan. If you have any luck you know that you will have to give me all the wonderful details.”

Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd laughed,
“Oh, I was sure you were going to require that.”

Her friend left and Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was once again faced with the reality that Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was so much in love with the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, that was extremely infamous among Musalmīn that he fucked every Musalmān Beauty, every extraordinarily beautiful Musalmān houselady, that came in his contact ever, and though wanting desperately to consummate their relationship that she imagined existed between her and the sixty four years old Hindu scoundrel, Durgesh, Al Nādirah Al Salāħuddīn Al Saåīd was no closer to coming up with a method to see this actually happen.

Chapter 23
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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