1: Of my Musalmān friends
Durgesh Āmnah Iqbāl
The first time Āmnah Iqbāl enjoyed Ashvinātam with Durgesh was when she was 28 years old.
She was a PhD already.
Durgesh was still living at home.
And why the hell shouldn’t he?
It was his own house.
Āmnah Iqbāl hadn’t another option except to live with Durgesh.
She never had.
Āmnah Iqbāl laughed sarcastically.
Were they really Musalmān?
They don’t deserve the pious name of Musalmīn even.
Āsif Muħammad was a Pakistani.
He deserted her ten years ago.
And that shattered whatever was left of her self-esteem.
Because of what he did to her, Āmnah Iqbāl hadn’t been with a man since the day he left, sexually or otherwise.
So it may not be so surprising what eventually became of our already close relationship.
It isn’t true.
It was never true.
Yet most of the Musalmīn never believed the truth.
Ask the bastards.
Ask the munāfiqīn.
The first day it happened Āmnah Iqbāl had barged in on me while I was fucking her best friend Al Tawaħīd Al Islam in my room.
Āmnah Iqbāl was bringing in some of my clothes into my room that Āmnah Iqbāl had just got through washing.
Al Tawaħīd Al Islam apparently got so horny that she forgot to lock my door when Āmnah Iqbāl came barging into the room carrying the clothes basket.
I was fucking Al Tawaħīd Al Islam contently with my pants and boxer shorts around my knees and didn’t notice Āmnah Iqbāl in the room at first.
Then I gazed over at Āmnah Iqbāl standing in the doorway of my bedroom with this horrified look in her beautiful young Musalmān eyes.
Āmnah Iqbāl didn’t think it was such a big deal herself.
Āmnah Iqbāl was well aware of what I did in the privacy of my own room and wasn’t shocked at all by me doing this.
Āmnah Iqbāl just turned her head to the side and remarked casually, “Oops, sorry!”
Āmnah Iqbāl was about to walk out of my room and let me finish up, but, something inside of Āmnah Iqbāl made her turn back around and have a second look.
Āmnah Iqbāl probably should’ve just turned around and walked out of her stepfather in law’s room altogether without looking back, but Āmnah Iqbāl had to take just one more peek.
And that’s when it all started.
Āmnah Iqbāl hadn’t seen a man’s penis since her ex-husband left her and subsequently divorced her for he couldn’t provide Āmnah Iqbāl optimum sex.
So Āmnah Iqbāl wasn’t prepared at all to see her stepfather in law’s fully extended Uncut Hindu Penis in action into Al Tawaħīd Al Islam’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Āmnah Iqbāl guessed I thought Āmnah Iqbāl was walking out of my room because we had stopped trying to cover ourselves, when Āmnah Iqbāl started to turn around to initially leave my room.
Or maybe, just maybe, I wanted Āmnah Iqbāl to see my schlong. Whatever the reason, when Āmnah Iqbāl turned back around to have her peek, Āmnah Iqbāl could clearly see my hard, throbbing Uncut Hindu Dick visiting vehemently Al Tawaħīd Al Islam’s beautiful young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, from where Āmnah Iqbāl was standing.
And it turned Āmnah Iqbāl on!
What a penis!
Āmnah Iqbāl dropped the clothes basket on the floor and slowly began to stride across the floor to her sexy, well-endowed Hindu stepfather in law.
Āmnah Iqbāl sat down on the edge of my bed still staring at my big, handsome Uncut Hindu Cock still going into, coming out and again vanishing into her best friend, Al Tawaħīd Al Islam’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I glanced up at her face and saw that Āmnah Iqbāl was looking away from me.
Her face flushed and her mouth was quivering slightly.
I obviously couldn’t stop fucking her friend.
It wasn’t possible at all.
Al Tawaħīd Al Islam needed it very much.
I looked bravely at Āmnah Iqbāl.
I wasn’t doing anything unjust.
Why the hell should I be ashamed of consequently?
Yes, Al Tawaħīd Al Islam left the door unlocked from inside.
How the hell was I responsible for it?
Āmnah Iqbāl was so embarrassed and flustered at having her gaze upon me in such a lustful, lascivious way.
Or maybe Āmnah Iqbāl was excited at having a grown woman, even my own stepdaughter in law, admiring me the way Āmnah Iqbāl was doing for probably the first time in her young life.
Āmnah Iqbāl gazed back down at my throbbing Hindu member and found herself literally drooling the more she kept staring at me.
Āmnah Iqbāl finally reached out with her hand and gently touched the middle of my prick with the tips of her fingers.
Her touch caused it to throb that much more.
Āmnah Iqbāl immediately pulled her hand back as if Āmnah Iqbāl had just touched a rattlesnake!
Āmnah Iqbāl gazed up at me one more time.
Then Āmnah Iqbāl did something I’d never thought Āmnah Iqbāl would do to her own Hindu stepfather in law.
Her body trembled slightly as Āmnah Iqbāl lowered herself down until her quivering Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips were almost touching my Uncut Hindu Cock, still vanishing into her best friend’s young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
“Oh, Durgesh,” She moaned out to me as Āmnah Iqbāl sniffed both my Uncut Hindu Cock and her best friend’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, “Your Uncut Hindu Cock smells so good!”
“Nonsense,” Al Tawaħīd Al Islam laughed, “Your Uncut Hindu Cock always radiates the ever best fragrance of your Stavans and your other positive deeds according to Ved/Hindutv into my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.”
“I think you both are correct.” Āmnah Iqbāl said.
She then heard her best friend moaning along with me while Āmnah Iqbāl was sniffing me up and down.
Al Tawaħīd Al Islam was clearly more turned on by what Āmnah Iqbāl was doing to me just like Āmnah Iqbāl suspected Āmnah Iqbāl was.
This, in turn, made Āmnah Iqbāl even more turned on . . . and incredibly horny!
Āmnah Iqbāl scooped up our junction, which were just as impressive as the organ they lay under, with her hand and slowly ran the tip of her first finger up and down my extended Hindu shaft.
After playing with me like this for the next minute or so, Āmnah Iqbāl grabbed my cock in the middle and slowly started to stroke it.
This obviously felt really good to me because I started to hump her hand as well as her best friend.
Āmnah Iqbāl gripped my prick tighter as I fucked her hand and Al Tawaħīd Al Islam harder.
“Oh, Āmnah Iqbāl,” I moaned out to her as I kept fucking her hand and Al Tawaħīd Al Islam. “That feels so good!”
Her breathing grew heavier the faster I humped her hand.
Al Tawaħīd Al Islam opened my mouth and started to wail out loudly.
Āmnah Iqbāl looked down and could see come droplets forming at the tip of my penis.
Āmnah Iqbāl knew that was a clear sign that a man was about to ejaculate.
Āmnah Iqbāl reached up with her free hand and pulled my shirt up to my neck because the last thing Āmnah Iqbāl wanted was to clean a big come stain out of her stepfather in law’s shirt!
Not taking her eyes off my face as I came.
I kept humping her hand as I kept shooting my load into Al Tawaħīd Al Islam.
Her wails soon turned into soft moans as I started to settle down a bit.
Āmnah Iqbāl looked back down at my penis and saw that, except for a few clear droplets, I had stopped ejaculating.
Āmnah Iqbāl lifted her hand up to her face and did something that Āmnah Iqbāl had never even done with her husband:
It tasted hot and salty . . . and tasted good!
Āmnah Iqbāl decided Āmnah Iqbāl wanted to taste some more of my Hindu spunk.
Not taking her tongue off my body once as Āmnah Iqbāl was licking me off,
I looked down at Āmnah Iqbāl and gave her a rather lustful smile.
However, when Āmnah Iqbāl bent down to kiss me, she turned her head away from me before reaching my Hindu male lips.
I guess it was difficult for Āmnah Iqbāl to fully accept what had just happened between us.
I gave her a light peck on the cheek.
Āmnah Iqbāl got up off my bed and finally walked out of my room, closing the door behind me.*
I didn’t come out of my room the rest of the night.
When I got up the next morning, Āmnah Iqbāl was already in the bathroom getting ready.
After some time, Āmnah Iqbāl was sitting at the kitchen table having her morning cup of coffee when she saw me walking towards the door in a hurry.
I was probably hoping Āmnah Iqbāl wouldn’t notice me leave.
Well, Āmnah Iqbāl did.
“Durgesh,” Āmnah Iqbāl called out to me, “come into the kitchen for a minute, would you please, my love?”
I stopped at the door, my hand almost touching the doorknob, then I slowly turned and walked into the kitchen.
Āmnah Iqbāl was standing away from me not even batting an eye in her general direction.
Her face was flushed just like it was the day before when we . . . well, you know!. . .
And her body was shaking a little.
Āmnah Iqbāl smiled at her own nervousness as Āmnah Iqbāl said to me in a playful, teasing way,
“Come over here and talk to Āmnah Iqbāl. I promise Āmnah Iqbāl won’t bite you.” Āmnah Iqbāl shrugged as she added teasingly, “Well, not unless you ask me to!”
I paused for a brief Moment before I very confidently stepped over and stood in front of Āmnah Iqbāl, still looking at Āmnah Iqbāl bravely.
Hell, why shouldn’t have I?
I hadn’t done anything wrong.
If anything wrong was done even, it was done by Āmnah Iqbāl herself, not by me.
It was natural for me that I fucked her best friend, Al Tawaħīd Al Islam.
Āmnah Iqbāl turned in her chair to the side and looked up at me.
“Durgesh, now you were not going to leave me alone here after you, without saying goodbye to your Āmnah Iqbāl, now were you? Even if I have done something wrong.” Āmnah Iqbāl said to me, taunting me a little.
“Certainly not, my dear,” I smiled, “I don’t think you did anything wrong.”
“Good! Thank you.” Āmnah Iqbāl smiled at me in mock enthusiasm.
She looked straight at my Hindu crotch and noticed the big protrusion between my legs.
I was wearing a pair of baggy shorts pulled down with the top of my white underwear sticking out, which was the style among teens today.
In Āmnah Iqbāl’s opinion, I had apparently done this in an attempt to hide my bulging Hindu package.
She guessed I couldn’t even look at Āmnah Iqbāl now without getting a hard-on!
Āmnah Iqbāl was feeling her confidence level rise just like her Hindu stepfather in law’s penis, and this, in turn, made Āmnah Iqbāl bolder.
“Mmmm,” Āmnah Iqbāl cooed as Āmnah Iqbāl was feeling me up, “is this for Āmnah Iqbāl, my love?”
“What the hell else do you think, Sālī?” I smiled bravely winking at her.
“Well,” Āmnah Iqbāl began, “Āmnah Iqbāl will just have to take care of this, won’t she?”
I said nothing as Āmnah Iqbāl pulled down my shorts and then my underwear.
My pecker nearly hit Āmnah Iqbāl in the face as it popped out of my underwear.
Āmnah Iqbāl glazed over my cock for a Moment like Āmnah Iqbāl did the day before when Āmnah Iqbāl saw my rock-hard, well-hung Uncut Hindu Penis visiting her best friend’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt for the first time.
Āmnah Iqbāl took it in her hand and began to stroke it more forcefully than the way Āmnah Iqbāl had yesterday.
I started to moan aloud the harder Āmnah Iqbāl stroked me.
Āmnah Iqbāl wrapped her other hand around my shaft and started to beat me off with both hands as she took more and more of my Uncut Hindu Penis into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
I was so large and well-endowed that Āmnah Iqbāl was only able to a little more than half of me inside her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
But that was okay judging by my rather passionate reaction to Āmnah Iqbāl giving me head.
I began to thrust my Uncut Hindu Lund in and out of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth a little and fuck Āmnah Iqbāl’s throat similar to the way I’d done her hand in my bedroom the day before.
Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān head bobbed up and down on my Uncut Hindu Lund as I thrust my pelvis back and forth a little bit more as if Āmnah Iqbāl was trying to keep up with me.
Āmnah Iqbāl took my Uncut Hindu Prick out of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth as she lifted it up and sucked on my balls.
This caused me to throw my head back and wail out even more as Āmnah Iqbāl bit, pulled and sucked on my two big and hairy balls with her beautiful red crimson young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips and teeth.
Āmnah Iqbāl let go of my nuts and asked me while Āmnah Iqbāl stroked my cock with one hand,
“Do you like what Āmnah Iqbāl is doing to you? Are you enjoying yourself, Durgesh?”
“Yes, Āmnah Iqbāl, why not? I’m not impotent. I love it very much myself, mérī Jān.” I groaned, my head still thrown back in ecstasy.
“Good, Allah térā lakh lakh shukr hai.” Āmnah Iqbāl said again, this time with genuine enthusiasm.
Āmnah Iqbāl slipped my Uncut Hindu Penis back into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and sucked and masturbated me with both hands again to finish me off.
As Āmnah Iqbāl had expected, it didn’t take long as my wails and moans turned into near-screams as I sprayed into Āmnah Iqbāl’s extremely busy working mouth and filled Āmnah Iqbāl’s mouth with my thick, burning Hindu semen.
Āmnah Iqbāl held her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth wide open so Āmnah Iqbāl could catch my escaping Hindu sperm that I was shooting into her mouth and beat me off so hard and so fast that I thought Āmnah Iqbāl was going to pull my dick right off my body!
I shot such a huge load, as a matter of fact, that it caused Āmnah Iqbāl to remark lustfully to me,
“Sure, Āmnah Iqbāl,” I said smiling as I finished coming.
Āmnah Iqbāl removed her hands from my penis, and licked and swallowed every bit of my Hindu jizz, just like Āmnah Iqbāl did before, that had splattered her hands.
Āmnah Iqbāl stood up from her chair, pulled up my shorts and underwear and whispered to me in my ear,
“When you get back home from your Sex Therapy this afternoon, Āmnah Iqbāl will have a big surprise waiting for you.”
Before I was able to respond to what she’d just told me, Āmnah Iqbāl kissed me very passionately on the lips.
Āmnah Iqbāl finished kissing her Hindu stepfather in law as she gave me one last lusty smile.
I patted Āmnah Iqbāl on the ass and told her,
“Now I’d better get to my Sex Therapy clients. You don’t want me to be late there, do you, darling?”*
I walked in through the front door and started calling out for Āmnah Iqbāl.
“Āmnah Iqbāl,” I called out, “Āmnah Iqbāl, where are you?”
I looked in every room in the house and finally found Āmnah Iqbāl lying on my bed in my room.
The surprise I’d told me about was that Āmnah Iqbāl was lying completely nude on my bed ready to give me the best, and very likely the first, fuck of my life.
I stopped and stood in the doorway to my room when I saw Āmnah Iqbāl on my bed in her naked state.
“Welcome home, Durgesh,” Āmnah Iqbāl said to me in a lascivious tone. “Āmnah Iqbāl’s been waiting for you.”
Like I did that morning in the kitchen before I went to Sex Therapy, I just stood there gaping at her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān nakedness. Āmnah Iqbāl could see my cock immediately springing to life inside my baggy shorts.
I knew, we both knew, that this would be an experience that I, that neither of us, would forget for a long, long time.
After the initial shock finally wore off, I marched over to the bed where Āmnah Iqbāl was lying and took off my clothes.
Āmnah Iqbāl laughed at me when I nearly fell over, as Āmnah Iqbāl was taking off my clothes.
Āmnah Iqbāl was so excited just like a little kid on Eīdul Fitr morning!
I laughed along with Āmnah Iqbāl as she removed my final article of clothing and eagerly hopped into bed with Āmnah Iqbāl.
I laid on top of Āmnah Iqbāl and gazed down at her with an unmistakable lustful gleam in my eye.
I wanted to fuck Āmnah Iqbāl and fuck her bad!
Āmnah Iqbāl reached down with one hand and slowly guided my fully-aroused Uncut Hindu Cock into her wet, waiting Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina.
We both moaned as I entered Āmnah Iqbāl.
I knew with this being my first time with her, Āmnah Iqbāl wouldn’t be a gentle lover, but I didn’t mind.
Āmnah Iqbāl hadn’t been with a man in so long.
And I didn’t disappoint Āmnah Iqbāl as I filled Āmnah Iqbāl to the hilt with my long, hard Uncut Hindu Lund and pummeled her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot as if this would be the last fuck of my life, which, of course, Āmnah Iqbāl would make sure it wasn’t going to be.
Being an extremely well-endowed ever young Hindu man, I was hitting places inside of her that had never been touched before by any man, and that especially goes for her short-dicked Musalmān husband, Arraħīm Arraħmān!
Āmnah Iqbāl wrapped her beautiful nude Musalmān legs around my ankles and sank her fingernails deep into the flesh of my ass as I continued to give Āmnah Iqbāl the fuck of her life!
Āmnah Iqbāl wrapped her hands around the back of my head and drew me closer towards her as Āmnah Iqbāl whispered groaningly in my ear, “You can come inside of me if you want to, my Hindu stepfather in law. My Anant Muslimātchod Hindu Piyā.”
Āmnah Iqbāl was past the situation where Āmnah Iqbāl had to worry about getting pregnant.
Āmnah Iqbāl let me know what it feels like to come inside her.
And, with this being my first time with her and all, Āmnah Iqbāl knew it would take long for me to come.
I would fuck her nonstop as if to infinity.
Āmnah Iqbāl had prepared herself for it mentally.
And it really went on to be so.
Hours of my nonstop sexual Hindu assault on Āmnah Iqbāl were passing now.
My Uncut Hindu Lund was nonstop vanishing into Āmnah Iqbāl’s more ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, to the hilt, coming out of it till only its head was inside, then again vanishing into Āmnah Iqbāl’s more ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, to the hilt.
The same action was being repeated nonstop for hours.
Āmnah Iqbāl wondered how much I wanted to fuck her.
It seemed I would fuck her until we both exist.
Āmnah Iqbāl clawed her fingernails deeper into my ass flesh and waited for me to shoot my Hindu load inside Āmnah Iqbāl.
“Oh, Durgesh,” Āmnah Iqbāl groaned along with me, “that’s it! Shoot your wonderful Hindu come inside me! Come inside me! Come inside Āmnah Iqbāl!”
I kept fucking her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot until Āmnah Iqbāl was completely spent.
I fell down in a heap on top of her and we laid there in bed for Āmnah Iqbāl didn’t know how long until we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Āmnah Iqbāl taught me once again not only how to fuck a Musalmān woman, but how to kiss a Musalmān woman’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, how to rim a Musalmān woman’s gorgeous Musalmān asshole, how to administer foreplay, how to kiss a Musalmān woman that will send shivers up and down her spine and make her want to jump your bones, all of it.
And I, naturally, was a more than willing student once more to please her at least.
For a special present, Āmnah Iqbāl even let me fuck her in her gorgeous Musalmān ass, which was something else Āmnah Iqbāl had never let any other man, including her no-account Musalmān husband, do to her before.
Āmnah Iqbāl couldn’t say Āmnah Iqbāl wasn’t at least a little jealous by this, but, hey, I can’t keep fucking only Āmnah Iqbāl forever, can I?
But, on my busy days, Āmnah Iqbāl made sure to remind me that, if I ever ran into troubles with my Musalmān lady clients, my Musalmān live in relationship partners, my Musalmān lady friends, I can always come home to Āmnah Iqbāl to get support from her even out of the way.
I kept fucking her always as vehemently as she wanted me to.
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