The darkness, I opened my eyes to, was thick.
Nothing could be seen through it.
My mind was muddled, and my muscles were weak.
I tried to focus, to remember, but all there was, did nothing to help me.
I remembered the Juice.
Certainly, something sinister was administered to me, in the Juice, taking utmost care, not to come into my knowledge.
Everyone was having a great time in the pub, a regular Saturday, you might say.
Then, it was nothing.
I tried to focus on myself, closing my eyes, for there was nothing to see in the blackness around me.
I was in a chair.
It was an armchair.
My hands and feet were tied to it, with what felt like zip ties, clearly not rope.
I focused on my body, what I could feel, and determined I was unharmed, except for my fuzzy head.
I tried each of my extremities against its bond, but I was held firmly in place.
My feet were tied to the chair in a way where they could not touch the ground, so I could not try to push myself around with my toes, but if I could tip myself over, maybe.
I shifted my shoulders from one side to another, back and forth, at first not feeling any changes in the chair.
It was holding firm to the ground, then I could feel it begin to tip, oh so slightly, and I continued.
I was almost at the point of falling over when light exploded into my eyes, and I stopped, my heart jumping up to an even faster pace as I began to feel thinking and sick somewhat to my stomach.
Due to juice?
I didn’t know.
I didn’t know what was happening, but being tied to a chair could not be a good thing.
The light was blinding, and for a while, I could see nothing but red stars in my eyes.
Just as I was adjusting to the light, out it went, and the black came rushing back.
My eyes once again disoriented.
“Do we have a deal?”
The voice came from right behind me and I controlled myself with all the efforts I could muster, not to jump at the sound.
My heart trying to find its way out my throat, but I steeled myself to calm down.
It was a female voice, and for some reason it sounded familiar.
“What?” my voice croaked, I hadn’t realized how dry my mouth was until I tried to speak, “What deal?”
“Do we have a deal?” the voice again.
Very soft, almost fragile, not the sort of voice one thinks of when they’re tied to a chair, and being questioned.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said.
My throat was scratchy, close to raw.
It hurt to talk.
“Water?” I asked, not thinking I would get some.
The blackness was still thick, so I could see nothing.
I never even heard footsteps, but then a straw poked me in the lips.
I jerked my head in surprise, but then realized what it was, and I pressed my lips around the straw to drink.
For one moment, I thought about poison, that this was how they’d kill me, but the taste of the water blasted away my worries at the present.
I took four quick swallows, and the straw was pulled away.
I pushed my head forward asking for more, and it came more.
I drank slower this time, and once the straw left I sat back against the chair,
I still could hear no footsteps, but the voice came from behind me once again,
“Do we have a deal?”
“Tell me what you want, and I’ll tell you if we have a deal.” I said.
My confidence was coming back.
There was a sigh, and then I felt her move closer to me, her head coming down near my ear.
“Don’t make me ask again. I can corrupt your soul if I have to.” She stood back up, and I sat there uncertain.
“I will not make a deal unless I know what it is I’m dealing. Or who with for that matter.” I decided to play bold, holding fast to my beliefs.
Praying them would be enough.
“Fine. Have it your way.” she replied.
I heard something, but I couldn’t quite place what it was, a rustling, as if something was brushing against something else.
Almost at the same time, I became aware of something else.
My Uncut Hindu Penis was growing quite hard under my pants.
Exquisitely hard, as stone and it grew until it was quite painful the way it was positioned.
But its hardness remained constant.
I was in shock at this,
Of all the times to become aroused, I could not understand why it was erect now.
Then a light was turned on behind me, probably a lamp because it didn’t cast much light in the room, but enough that I could make out my surroundings.
There was nothing in the room that I could see.
The carpet on the floor was the only thing to see besides three walls of wood paneling.
I turned my head side to side but could see nothing.
Then she came around me so that I could see her.
She was naked, completely naked from head to toe, her long dark hair cascading down to the middle of her back.
She smiled at me, her blue eyes shining in the dim light.
“I asked you to take the deal.” she said and then she knelt before me.
Her eyes were locking onto my Hindu erection.
“My potion works quite fast, doesn’t it?” She ran her hands up my legs to my Hindu crotch.
“No,” I said in a confident voice.
Not overconfident, however.
“You can’t, you don’t understand.”I continued.
But she was unbuttoning my pants, and then pulled them down, my underwear as well, and my hard Uncut Hindu Cock sprang free, consequently.
I was at once relieved and watchful at the same time.
I almost lost my ability to speak.
She was adamant.
She had managed the events to her own benefits, exclusively.
“I’m sorry that you don’t have any regard for your Abbū, neither for your Ammī.” I said gravely.
“Abbū?” she smiled, “Ammī left him for the same thing I’m asking from you and you are adamant still, not to give it to me.”
“You must understand I’m sixty one now and you are twenty eight only.”
“I don’t believe you.” she smiled, “No one does.”
“My sons are of your age.”
“So what? I’m NOT your daughter, if it’s what you want to imply.”
“I don’t. I’m Y chromosomed. I can’t father any daughter consequently. I can father sons, and sons only. It needs to have X Chromosomes in his body, for one, to father a daughter. My ancestors lacked it absolutely. And so do I due to genetic compulsion.”
I could feel her Sunni Musalmān tongue wiggling along the underside of my Uncut Hindu Cock, as she slid her extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth down the Hindu length of me, until her nose was in my pubes, and then she pulled off to the tip of my head, and then she plunged onto me again.
It was the most exquisite feeling I had ever felt before.
So many times in my life I had had already something like this happened to me.
I was in agony, yet with ecstasy.
I knew what it was and wanted so badly for her to stop before it happened, but was powerless against it.
My Hindu balls tightened and my Uncut Hindu Cock became extremely hard.
She pushed her mouth to my groin and held my Uncut Hindu Cock directly at her throat as I came.
She swallowed all of it, swallowed, swallowed and swallowed.
“You knew?” I was not stunned even a bit.
Instead, I was contemptuous somewhat to her.
She kept smiling, not caring even a bit of my contempt to her,
“Of course, if you had taken the deal I would have untied you for this, but either way it works for me. And,” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah looked at my still hard Uncut Hindu Penis, “It looks like the fun’s not over yet.”
Then Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah stood up and turned around.
She reached between her legs to grasp my Hindu erection, and then she sat down upon it.
I felt myself slipping into Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah’s tight Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
It was already wet, and she began to ride me.
My mind was a ball of confusion.
I knew what was happening was wrong, but could not do anything.
Moreover, I could not deny it felt so good; I didn’t want to try to stop her.
Yet I wanted to stop her too.
The animal in me was enjoying it very much.
The human being in me detested what she was doing with me.
The animal in me was feeling a great pride.
What a man!
What a man!’
The human being in me was reproaching me contemptuously for these animal thoughts,
‘The animal in you is still alive, Durgesh! Even your continuous Sādhanā, even your continuous ‘Practice’, of 61 years age, hasn’t reformed you to the extent required.’
‘What is the extent required?’
‘Yes, I know, but let me explore you. What is the extent required?’
‘You must repent that even after your continuous Sādhanā, even after your continuous ‘Practice’, of 61 years age, you haven’t succeeded in killing the animal in you. Shame on you.’
‘Why shame on me? What am I doing? It is she, Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah, who has drugged me and raping me. Why can’t I even enjoy it?’
‘It’s an animal pleasure.’
‘Then why even the divine beings long for it? Have they also not killed the animal in them? Why Ved, Qur’ān, Bible, Guru Granth Sāħab, every religious book allows it its followers to have? It can’t be an animal pleasure, if it is allowed by all of them. Moreover, tell me if it is really animal pleasure, what the divine pleasure is.’
Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah came down on my Uncut Hindu Cock again and again.
It continued the whole night, the whole day, the whole night, the whole day, the whole night…
She was fucking me desperately now for seven days and nights 24×7.
Ultimately Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah moaned,
“Oh Durgesh darling, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Hindu husband of usMusalmān Beauties! I’m going to cum on your big Uncut Hindu Cock.”
Faster she went, and then she froze.
Her entire body was rigid.
After a few minutes, she got up, releasing my Uncut Hindu Cock from her sopping Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She knelt again, grasping my Uncut Hindu Cock,
“Welcome to the dark side, Durgesh darling, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! ” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah said as she took my Uncut Hindu Cock into her mouth again, covered in her own Sunni Musalmān juices as well as my Hindu cum.
Her ministrations worked, and in five minutes, I was hard again.
“Sālī,” I gritted through my teeth, “Isn’t it enough already?”
“No, Durgesh darling, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Hindu husband of usMusalmān Beauties! You got one more Sunni Musalmān hole to fill.” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah replied smiling cunningly.
I wanted to tell her to stop, but it was useless now.
Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah had done the extreme already.
I didn’t want her to stop anymore.
Why should I now?
What was the use?
What more could she harm she hadn’t already?
She wanted more.
Now, I too wanted more.
I wanted everything she was willing to give me, and I felt at that moment that if she stopped, I would force myself upon her with my need.
It was much tighter than her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah began riding me slowly, her saliva, my Hindu cum and hers, being more than enough to give her lubrication.
“Tell me you like fucking my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, Durgesh darling, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Hindu husband of usMusalmān Beauties! ” Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah winked at me lewdly.
“I’m going to cum.” I shouted.
I smiled as I erupted once more, my Hindu cum splashing into her glorious Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass this time, filling it deepest as it had filled her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt seven days and nights 24×7, several times.
Of course, Fātimah Muħammad Åbdullah loved me to the extent.
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My Hindu Dad’s Two Musalmān Wives
I heard a car drive up to the front of our farmhouse and then the door opened.
“Hello Darling!” I heard Durgesh Hindu Piyā’s voice.
“Heyllo my handsome and sexy, my Muslimāt chodū Hindu Piyā! ! I just made some tea. Guess you could use a cup.” I got up and walked to the door.
From where I stood, I could see into the kitchen.
“Mérī jān! Where would you like to have your tea, in the backyard? I would like to talk to you.” I watched Durgesh Hindu Piyā and Ammījān walk to the back yard of our farmhouse.
They sat down and Durgesh Hindu Piyā lit a cigarette.
They sipped tea in silence, and then Ammījān took a deep breath.
She turned towards Durgesh Hindu Piyā.
Being next to the window of my bedroom, I could hear them,
“How have things been Durgesh? You look as good as ever.”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā laughed,
“What’s the matter my darling sister? What do you mean? Do you still crave your Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund?”
Ammījān took a bigger breath and looked at him.
He didn’t have any, neither could he have.
His entire ancestors, including himself, were utter Y-Chromosome men.
Durgesh Hindu Piyā looked back at her.
“Durgesh! You remember when you told me that you wanted to live with me as man and wife while Raziyah was a kid?”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā nodded his head and sipped his tea.
I didn’t know anything about this.
Ammījān continued and I listened carefully.
“I told you that I couldn’t because she was growing up and thought Muħammad as her real dad and not you being her father, my own real brother’s best Hindu friend. She would never have understood. Perhaps Raziyah would have loved to have you as her dad. But I was scared. You turned me into a woman, a Hindu fuck loving Musalmān woman and Durgesh I loved every minute your Hindu lovemaking on the day of my marriage to Muħammad whom I never gave the position of my husband till the day of his death six months back.”
I was dumb founded.
“But now when Muħammad is dead, I thought about it long and hard. I have always dreamt of you, Raziyah, and me as a family. We will play the same game that we did when we were young.”
“Who makes a mistake, gets spanked by the other.”
“Of course! And forgive me, but the idea of me lying across your Hindu lap, my naked Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Sunni ass in the air would certainly make you cum in your pants, wont it? I knew that it would excite me too and our daughter too if she saw us like that.” Ammījān was saying to Durgesh Hindu Piyā.
Things were coming to me as a shock.
My Ammījān had fucked her Hindu ‘brother’, as a result of which I was conceived.
But the idea, in place of repulsing me, excited me, making me wet between my thighs.
Ammījān was saying,
“And Durgesh, I remember you entering my Sunni Musalmān ass a day before my marriage when marks appeared on my bare tender Sunni Musalmān buttocks. You said you wanted to enter my daughter like you did me, one day and now Raziyah is all ready to get her Sunni Musalmān ass entered by her Hindu father. Have you noticed her plump Sunni Musalmān bottom?”
But Durgesh Hindu Piyā said,
“But Bājī darling, you promised that I would fuck your daughter from Muħammad, once she was 16. I have seen her grow into a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Sunni sexy bitch like you are, a pure sexy slut. She is like a ripe fruit ready and waiting to suck and getting fucked. I now intend to live on this farmhouse with my darling Sunni Musalmān sister, soon to be my wife and my niece cum mistress. Raziyah is Sunni Musalmān woman enough to take my Uncut Hindu Cock and I am dying to have both of you as my Sunni Musalmān wives, my Sunni Musalmān playthings, my Sunni Musalmān whores. Bājī darling, I can’t wait to put my Uncut Hindu Cock into my sister’s hot Sunni Musalmān cunt. Look at what my Bājī darling has done to my Uncut Hindu Cock. “He said urgently placing Ammījān’s hand on his throbbing Uncut Hindu Dick.
I had juices dripping from my “Sunni Musalmān Choot” as Ammījān would always call a cunt a SUNNI MUSALMĀN CHOOT.
I rubbed my fingers on my bald Sunni Musalmān Choot.
I had shaved it only in the morning.
My virgin Sunni Musalmān Choot had not yet tasted what Ammījān would always call, a UNCUT HINDU LUND.
“Bājī darling, I hope Muħammad has not touched your Sunni Musalmān gānđ or fucked your Sunni Musalmān Choot too much. I am going to own both of them now. I have always lusted after your Sunni Musalmān ass. My pyari Bājī darling, will you make me owner of your Sunni Musalmān ass and Sunni Musalmān Choot?” Ammījān, Qādirah Altāf, laughed and said,
” Durgesh, Muħammad? your Muħammad never fucked my Sunni Musalmān gānđ and fucked my Sunni Musalmān Choot very rarely. He was only interested in licking my Sunni Musalmān Pussy and drinking my Sunni Musalmān juices. He was a licker and not a fucker.”
“Now, I have decided to make up for the lost time. Oh Durgesh Durgesh! I let so much time go by. I’m sorry. I love you Durgesh. I have always loved to have your Uncut Hindu Lund in my lovely Sunni Musalmān body. Tonight will be our wedding night. Tonight I will have my SUHAGRAAT with my Hindu chodū Durgesh.”
I was hearing all this, watching all this, holding my breath.
Would Durgesh Hindu Piyā get mad if he saw me eavesdropping?
“Come out here, béŧī! You have heard the story of your parentage, come on darling, you know you are a part of this incestuous family. If you are ‘my’ Sunni Musalmān daughter, then you must love to have my Uncut Hindu Lund in your Sunni Musalmān Choot and Sunni Musalmān gānđ.”
I blushed and sheepishly walked out.
I sat next to Ammījān and we both stared at Durgesh Hindu Piyā.
He looked at the two of us and smiled.
“Did you hear everything your Ammījān said?”
I nodded my head,
“Well Bājī darling, you were right. If we had started a family together long time ago, when I fucked you, I would have had to spank you and my darling Sunni Musalmān daughter as she is in the habit of listening like a thief. And even as a kid, she had your Sunni Musalmān body. It would have excited me and I would have wanted to fuck her.”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā looked at me.
“ Bājī darling, I told you that I wanted to be your husband and your master and also husband of my niece, my Sunni Musalmān daughter. When any of my Sunni Musalmān wives makes a mistake, they get fucked and sodomized. Now my Sunni Musalmān daughter/wife has overheard us talk, she deserves a good fucking and sodomizing. I will have to fuck and sodomize you good my béŧī , my Sunni Musalmān wife Raziyah, for listening to us like a thief. Raziyah béŧī, I am Hindu. And I knew that if your mother’s Sunni Musalmān Pussy was so good, your Sunni Musalmān Pussy sould have been even sweeter. I would want your Sunni Musalmān Choot too.”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā looked at me and kept telling me the story of their first fuck,
“The first time I fucked my horny slutty Sunni Musalmān sister, your Ammījān was at our apartment. All the time I undressed her, I told her how she loooked like a whore Sunni Musalmān sister. I only let her call me Durgesh Hindu Piyā. I wanted her to know that it was incest that we were doing. Every time I made her suck my Uncut Hindu Dick, I told her how much I loved having my Sunni Musalmān sister sucking my Uncut Hindu Dick. When I fucked and sodomized her beautiful Sunni Musalmān buttocks, my Uncut Hindu Cock grew out of dimensions with my Hindu lust for her Sunni Musalmān gānđ. I thought about how wonderful it would be fucking her Sunni Musalmān ass. And now knowing that I will be fucking both my Sunni Musalmān sister and her Sunni Musalmān daughter makes me horny as ever. Yes, I would love to possess and fuck both of you as we are going to live together.”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā looked her up and down and I could see the famous Hindu bulge in his pants growing.
Then I stood up,
Ammījān bent down and kissed me.
We took his Hindu hands and led him into the house.
When we entered the bedroom, Durgesh Hindu Piyā stood still as Ammījān and I slowly undressed him.
When we finally had him completely naked, his hard black Uncut Hindu Lund stood straight.
I looked at Ammījān and she looked back at me.
We took turns slowly sucking the head of Uncut Hindu Lund.
Ammījān and I stood up and kissed each other.
Then, I took their hands in mine and led them to the bed.
I stood between them as I turned around.
“The two of you waited a long time to be reunited. I think that this Moment belongs to just the two of you Hindu Muslimah lovebirds.” I was about to turn and leave them alone when I felt their hands on my shoulders.
I looked up and both of them were looking at me.
It was Ammījān, who spoke,
She turned to her Hindu brother,
“I hope you’re up to some HARD work, my pyare Durgesh!”
Then she turned to me,
We turned to Durgesh Hindu Piyā and gently laid him back on the bed.
Then Ammījān slowly climbed up on him.
I guided his hard throbbing Uncut Hindu Dick up into her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Ammījān, Qādirah Altāf, moaned as Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Dick slipped up into her.
My hands were rubbing her body as she slowly fucked her Hindu brother/husband.
Then I captured one of her tits.
I felt their hands rubbing over my tits.
Then they found my Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
“Yes Ammījān! Fuck your Hindu Chodū brother, you Hindu husband. Feel how deep his Uncut Hindu Lund goes up in your juicy Sunni Musalmān Pussy.” I rubbed down until I felt Durgesh, Hindu Piyā’s wet Uncut Hindu Dick sliding in and out of her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
“Feel it Durgesh, Hindu Piyā! Does my Ammījān’s Sunni Musalmān Pussy feel tight on your Uncut Hindu Lund? Is your Bājī darling’s Sunni Musalmān Choot tight? Does your Bājī darling’s Sunni Musalmān Choot grips your hard Uncut Hindu Dick?”
Ammījān was moaning as she humped harder on her Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Dick.
And she grunted with each penetration.
“Oh Durgesh! I’ve missed this Uncut Hindu Lund so much. Your Muħammad never made me feel the way you do.”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā fucked my Ammījān Qādirah Altāf as if to endless times and shot his Hindu load of cum, ultimately, as he came hard.
Gobs of his Hindu cum dripped from her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and covered his Uncut Hindu Dick and balls.
Then she guided my head to his lap.
She lifted my face and kissed me.
Then she made me bend on all fours and urged Durgesh Hindu Piyā to fuck me from behind.
My Sunni Musalmān Pussy was on fire.
Durgesh felt so good as he sank his Uncut Hindu Lund deep in my Sunni Musalmān Choot.
Durgesh Hindu Piyā held me to him.
Then Ammījān pulled her finger free.
She sucked my nipples harder than I had sucked hers.
Durgesh Hindu Piyā fucked me long and hard.
Ammījān then, went behind Durgesh, Hindu Piyā and pressed her body to his back, rubbing her trim Sunni Musalmān Choot on his Hindu ass cheeks, her Sunni Musalmān tits rubbing his back.
” OH RAZIYAH BÉŦĪ, YOUR Hindu DAD IS CUMMING. YOUR DURGESH, HINDU PIYĀ IS SHOOTING HIS Hindu CUM IN YOUR SUNNI MUSALMĀN CHOOT, mmmmm MY DARLING Sunni Musalmān WIFE, I AM CUMMIING,” Durgesh, Hindu Piyā groaned as he came, his Uncut Hindu Cock spitting hot cum on my Sunni Musalmān thighs and Sunni Musalmān ass.
We lay still for some time.
Ammījān got up and brought beer for the two of us, naked all the time.
” Durgesh, Hindu Piyā, I have a feeling that my Durgesh, Hindu Piyā is lusting after his Bājī darling’s Sunni Musalmān gānđ, am I right?”
Then Durgesh got behind Ammījān.
I watched as he used his hands to spread her cheeks.
Then Ammījān groaned and grunted, as Durgesh Hindu Piyā began to fuck her asshole.
Ammījān turned to me,
WHACK! A loud slap echoed in the room.
“So my dear Sunni Musalmān slut Bājī darling, you enjoyed your fucks with your Muħammad while you refused to be my Sunni Musalmān wife and married that bastard Muħammad! SMACK! Did you suck his cut Musalmān Cock? SMACK!”
“Did that bastard fuck this asshole?” SMACK! SMACK!
“Oh no DURGESH,! He was not a fucker, Muħammad was a Sunni Musalmān Cunt licker.”
“Oh! Oh DURGESH! Oh shit! Fuck me! Fuck my SUNNI MUSALMĀN GĀNĐ! Shove it in deep! Harder! Oh you Hindu! YOU LIKE FUCKING YOUR OWN Sunni Musalmān SISTER, YOUR BĀJĪ DARLING, DON’T YOU? OHHHH DURGESH, YOUR Sunni Musalmān SISTER IS CUMMING, HER SUNNI MUSALMĀN CHOOT IS CUMMING!”
Durgesh Hindu Piyā held Ammījān until she stopped shaking.
Then he pulled out.
Ammījān groaned as he pulled his still hard Uncut Hindu Dick free.
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