An underworld Don:6

An underworld Don

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Knowing that it was useless to protest, Kħadījah Al Kubrah opened her extremely stunning Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān mouth and sucked my slimy Uncut Hindu Cockhead inside.

Her mind went to the past.

When she was elected a Member of Parliament.

Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān cleared her throat and smiled at the VIP audience,

“Ms. Returning Officer, Ladies and Gentlemen. Quiet, please!”

Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān was not astonished with the election results.

It was natural.

After all, it was not a normal election.

The UPA Government had to resign due to its complete failure in every field.

After so many scams, resulting into 2g Spectrum scam, what else it could do.

It was very brilliant of Kħadījah Al Kubrah and Muħammad that they never broke their social and personal relations with NDA persons.

It was NDA almost everywhere now.

UPA had to pay the price for its immense incompetence and foreign support.

In the body of the hall, Mrs. Jamīlah Narendrnāth Sharmā patted her blue rosette and eyed her intelligent husband, Narendrnāth Sharmā, with a pride.

Jamīlah was proud of herself that she took right decision at the right time.

She was an active member of Jamåt-e- Islāmī.

She married Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain.

But she never knew Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain was a Pakistani agent.

When he was arrested, Jamīlah Ibrāhīm felt cheated and betrayed by her anti national criminal husband.

To punish him profoundly and to demonstrate that how much she hated Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain and the persons like him, Jamīlah Ibrāhīm married Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, an RSS member.

The count had gone well and both the husband and wife, Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm and Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, were now Members of Parliament from NDA.

Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm was not punished for the anti national activities of her former husband, Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain.

Instead, she was rewarded for her new marriage with Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, an RSS member.

Both fought on different tickets, however.

Despite every effort from Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā, BJP could not manage to give a ticket to Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm.

Dr. Jamīlah Ibrāhīm fought on the ticket of Jamåt-e- Islāmī Hind, and won.

Jamåt-e- Islāmī Hind was interested in demonstrating that it was not with Maulānā Bashārat Ħusain.

He did, what he did, on his own accord.

Jamåt-e- Islāmī Hind was not responsible for his anti national activities.

Professor Narendrnāth Sharmā was a good man, honorable and courageous.

He was brilliant even.

Muħammad Afzal, a JDU candidate, hugged his wife gladly.

The television monitor now proclaimed a NDA victory despite all the media.

It was a shame media favored Congress despite CWG, Adarsh Housing Society Scam and 2g Spectrum Scam even.

It argued that the Congress was not responsible for it.

The voters rejected the media and voted profoundly in the favor of a NDA Government.

They continued Bihar Assembly Verdict.

Muħammad Afzal’s beautiful wife, Nasīm Irfān, could hold back her tears of gratitude, no longer.

The pair was joined by women from Muħammad Afzal’s campaign team, arms around each other in mutual happiness while their men stood around bewildered, examining the paper scattered floor, shuffling their feet with no words for their distress.

Abhilāsh Vikramāditý stubbed out a forbidden cigarette, punched a number on his mobile, and spoke urgently into the mouthpiece.

It was middle of nowhere.

Editor’s revenge, no doubt.

He shouldn’t have announced that he was leaving Times of India for a much better job in HVSI Times.

No more ennui, no more tedium, at magistrates’ courts reporting poll tax and social security dodgers, no more penning obsequious rubbish of visiting royals and local politicians.

On the HVSI Times, Abhilāsh Vikramāditý could at last write the truth, and show them all up for the hypocrites they were.

He was fed up of biased reporting.

Times of India was never an unbiased paper.

It always favored UPA.

Thank Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

HVSI Times has no such obligations.

Not even to NDA.

HVSI Times was dedicated to the truth and truth only.

In a corner, Ajaý Yogtantrdhar, a Jan Shakti candidate, was looking through in a cardboard box.

Beside him, his wife, Stella Parker, clutched a small chocolate cake and a lighter.

“I’m sure I put it in here.” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar, the Jan Shakti candidate, said.

“Try your trousers, darling.” his wife, Stella Parker, suggested happily.

With an impatient gesture, Ajaý Yogtantrdhar thrust his hand inside a trouser pocket, found the white candle he was seeking and put it exactly on the cake.

“There,” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar said, “we are ready.”

Silently, his wife, Stella Parker, prayed he would now never go back to be a lowly clerk and indulge now in changing the world.

Ajaý Yogtantrdhar had always dreamed of it.

He tried his best for BJP ticket.

He could not get it.

JDU offered him a ticket but Ajaý Yogtantrdhar said,

“Thank you very much for the offer, Dayānand, but I’m sorry. I think JDU is not pro Hindu.”

The president of local JDU unit, Dayānand Shrīvats, smiled,

“We are not anti Hindu either, Ajaý.”

“Yes.”

“You hate anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. not us, I think.”

“You are right, Dayānand.” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar smiled, “yet, nevertheless, I’m a pro Hindu, and want to keep my identity as such.”

Dayānand Shrīvats, smiled,

“Ajaý, I think you are converting yourself into a communal Hindu day by day, from a pro Hindu.”

Hindus are always denied even justice, do you know?”

“JDU is never responsible for it, the anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. are.”

“I know, I know. Our democracy is great. Isn’t it?” Ajaý Yogtantrdhar laughed ironically, “it hates the majority people and fights for the rights of minorities only. The selfish shamelesses deliberately forget, it was the majority who sacrificed more in the freedom war for independence.”

Congressperson Nādirah Ħabīb was dying for a cigarette.

She cursed the large ‘No Smoking’ signs hung around the echoing hall.

A stiff whiskey would have gone down well too.

It was two o’clock in the morning.

Congressperson Nādirah Ħabīb had been without sleep since the previous Tuesday.

On the day before the election, Nādirah Ħabīb had found herself with 10, 000 recently printed leaflets and only two exhausted helpers left out of the optimistic roomful who had nominated her.

Immensely afraid of CWG, Adarsh Housing Society Scam and 2g Spectrum Scam, Sonia Gandhi had decided this time to ticket most of the Musalmān lady candidates who had either married the Hindus, or were having affairs with Hindus.

After all the disaster Congress was facing continuously since Bihar Assembly debacle, Sonia Gandhi’s this strategy paid her mostly however.

UPA lost most of the seats, but not the ones fought with this winning strategy.

Nādirah Ħabīb and her two helpers grimly spent the hours of darkness delivering to their best areas, falling over dogs, disturbing some burglars, meeting astonished milkwomen as dawn broke.

Thank Allah, Nādirah Ħabīb got their votes.

Her strategy to help even poorest Musalmān Beauties providing them jobs of milkwomen at least on the dairies of her own influence, had worked in her favor immensely.

Their foolish husbands opposed it.

But Nādirah Ħabīb was a vowed feminist.

She fought with their foolish husbands to every extent possible for her.

“Why don’t we seek the help of Durgesh?” her election secretary, Zamurrad Sultānah had suggested.

Nādirah Ħabīb laughed shrewdly,

“Why do you think we sleep with the Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt else?”

Zamurrad Sultānah winked at her.

“I helped the poorest Musalmān Beauties even selectively.”

“What do you mean?”

“They are poorest in money, not in beauty.”

Nādirah Ħabīb slapped Zamurrad Sultānah on her back.

“You mean we can use them for Durgesh’s infinite insatiable sexual lust for us Musalmān Beauties?”

“They are poorest but not uneducated. I was working on them for a long time.”

At the TV a presenter was trying to get Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān to wind up, so that the program could catch the declarations from everywhere.

Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, was enjoying herself immensely.

Since she surrendered to Durgesh at San Diego, there was everything good in her life now.

Of course Durgesh takes care of his women.

Naåīmah Furqān couldn’t deny that Durgesh was behind her recent success to achieve her goal to be the new Election Commissioner of India.

First Durgesh helps his women, then his women help him.

Durgesh does not only enjoy lovemaking with his women, he studies them profoundly.

He knows his women deeply.

What their weaknesses are and what their strength, Durgesh studies completely.

And then, without even allowing them to be aware of it, Durgesh starts to remove their weaknesses and strengthen their strength.

Suddenly one day, she finds herself all in good.

She realizes it’s because Durgesh loves her.

She surrenders entirely to Durgesh indebted and in gratitude.

It is the way Durgesh established his Sex Empire with extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties of every sect of Islam.

Kħātūn-e-Jannat’s own result had come an hour earlier.

She had won with a great 1, 60, 000 NDA majority from BJP itself.

After a quick celebratory drink, Kħātūn-e-Jannat dashed over to the studio, picking up the increasingly good news on her car radio.

Soon, Kħātūn-e-Jannat was teasing the devastated Congress spokesman unmercifully.

“You said an eighteen year teenager can’t win the election, don’t you? Now what do you say?”

Albert Abraham could not believe he has been proved wrong.

An eighteen year teenager didn’t only win the election, she defeated the veteran Congressman, Mushtāq Muħammad by 1, 60, 000 votes, and that even from a Muslim majority constituency.

Bihar Assembly result had horrified not only anti Hindu political parties and politicians, it had horrified the communal Musalmīn too.

Both Saudi Arabia and Iran were startled.

They were playing their political games in India right from the Islamic Counter Revolution.

Yet they were never so afraid of true Musalmīn.

Allah, if the true Musalmīn join true Hindus, what would happen of their own communal politics?

Saudi Arabia represents Sunni Musalmīn.

Iran represents Shiå Musalmīn.

But true Musalmīn refuse to accept such divisions in Ummat-e-Muslimah at all.

Has Ummat-e-Muslimah to face a new Counter Revolution to the old Counter Revolution of Karbala?

Is the true Islam winning once again?

Allah Allah!

Regretfully Kħātūn-e-Jannat turned to the monitor.

What she saw, pleased Kħātūn-e-Jannat very much.

Saiyadah Fātimah had made a back in Vijay Nagar Jabalpur.

She had done very well.

A good woman.

Kħātūn-e-Jannat remembered her Ammījān, Kħadījah Al Kubrah told her she spoke there in Saiyadah Fātimah’s first election campaign in 1972 AD, 38 years ago.

It was a midterm election, as the current election itself was.

Since then Saiyadah Fātimah had consolidated herself nicely.

Her reward tonight was a solid 1, 75,000 majority.

Absolutely safe.

Though Kħātūn-e-Jannat always wonders, is there any seat really absolutely safe ever, in politics?

Imam Ashraf’s old seat in Adhartal Jabalpur was as safe as houses, of course.

But Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī defeated Imam Ashraf successfully now.

Only because Durgesh supported Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī?

No, there must be something else too.

Whatsoever her private life was, Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī was an ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān lady.

Yes, her private sexual life was rotten before Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī submitted to Durgesh.

But Imam Ashraf was nobody’s saint himself.

He was and still is a loyal Congressperson.

But what the Congress has given to the residents of Adhartal so far?

Can anyone deny it has become more and more unsafe for even the law abiding Musalmīn?

Only a criminal/criminal minded can survive there.

Uneducated/under educated Musalmīn have become more and more powerful there, bribing the similarly uneducated/under educated Mullahs and Maulavīs to support them religiously, socially and politically.

And Imam Ashraf never supported the sufferers.

He always conspired with the powerful Hindus and the powerful Musalmīn whether they were right or wrong.

It had gone worst when Muħammad Åbdullah, an IAS Musalmān Officer, lost his extremely beautiful IAS Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Munawwarah, to a corrupt Congressman, Arjun Singh Rāŧhore.

Only because Arjun Singh Rāŧhore was a powerful Congressman, a minister, Kħadījah Munawwarah ISA ultimately had to surrender to him.

Muħammad Åbdullah, the IAS Musalmān Officer, fought his best to keep his extremely beautiful IAS Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Munawwarah, to himself, but corrupt, Congress generated and supported, political system humiliated Muħammad Åbdullah, the IAS Musalmān Officer, very much.

It caused him surrender even his other beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān houseladies to other corrupt Congressmen.

Muħammad Åbdullah, the IAS Musalmān Officer, lost and lost more and more as he fought with Arjun Singh Rāŧhore.

Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī capitalized on such incidents.

They were not small in number.

In fact they were countless.

Imam Ashraf supported, almost in all the cases, the corrupt Congressmen.

Most of the beautiful Musalmān ladies in Adhartal were forced thus to serve those corrupt Congressmen on their bed.

Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī came in the support of the sufferers, and the sufferers consequently supported her, ignoring her former private sexual life altogether.

In the hall, Muħammad put his arm around his victorious wife Kħadījah Al Kubrah.

Kħadījah Al Kubrah didn’t know Muħammad knew of her sexual relations with me.

“You’ve made it, darling.” Muħammad whispered and kissed his wife.

“Thank you, Muħammad.”Kħadījah Al Kubrah smiled at her husband.

She wondered whether he was really an underworld Don and a terrorist.

Is Durgesh right?

Kħadījah Al Kubrah controlled the tears of euphoria, fatigue, gratefulness and an extraordinary outlandish awareness that a part of their life was changing forever.

She stepped back from Muħammad, straightened his tie and adjusted the silky green rosette.

“Do I look all right, Muħammad?”Kħadījah Al Kubrah asked smiling at her husband.

Muħammad nodded.

“You look lovely, as ever, Kħadījah. Fresh as a daisy. I don’t know how you do it. I’m worn-out.”

Kħadījah Al Kubrah glanced musingly towards the platform.

“We’ll have to get used to a different pace of life now, I guess. Hope you can cope.”

Muħammad squeezed Kħadījah Al Kubrah’s hand quickly,

“I will, Kħadījah. I promise.”

Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, cleared her throat and stepped forward to the microphone.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, the result for the Jabalpur election is as follows. I’ll announce the names in alphabetical order.”

“You are a prat, Naåīmah.” I murmured to her affectionately, “Eīshānāý Parambrahmañé Paramātmané, get on with it.”

“Anīs Sulémān, fifteen thousand five hundred ninety nine.” Naåīmah Furqān announced.

The people in the room clapped energetically.

Anīs Sulémān lost, meaning NDA Candidate has won.

Anīs Sulémān turned out to be pretty useless for Congress and UPA both.

“Bilqīs Durrānī Fifty thousand eight hundred fifty nine votes.”

The Congressman’s wife smiled acquiescently through her tears.

A worn out cheer went around the hall.

Yes, the Congress and UPA both lost but not all the Congresspersons.

“Chānd Muħammad Chaudharī, nine thousand.”

A pitiful jeering, mocking, rose from NDA supporters.

Chānd Muħammad Chaudharī was one more Congressman lost the election so pitifully.

Bihar Assembly result really started the all time disaster for the anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc.

It had to be sooner or later.

Congress never tried to understand the feelings of the Hindus.

It continued the rotten policies of ignoring Hindus’ interests the British resorted to after 1857.

Congress had forgotten every injustice initiates unsatisfaction.

The British wanted it deliberately to destroy the communal harmony between Hindus and Musalmīn.

If Congress did not mean the same thing it should never continue such a destructive policy.

Yet, it did.

Observing the continuous political success of the anti Hindu policies of Congress, other more anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. came into existence, and beat Congress in its own dirty game.

Yet, these anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. had forgotten to take the most important historical lesson from our freedom fight.

Even after dividing Hindus and Musalmīn as profoundly as the Musalmīn were adamant for not less than Pakistan, the British had ultimately to go from India.

They sinned without gain.

If Congress hadn’t turned out into a hereditary party, its leaders would have understood their own final debacle.

The other the anti Hindu parties such as RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc. would have understood their own final debacle, if they had their own original political thinking.

The natural laws governing the Multiverse are scientific.

And unfortunately science doesn’t have any kindness whatsoever.

Bihar Assembly result started the final debacle of all the anti Hindu parties such as Congress, RJD, LJS, BSP, SP, etc.

And now it’s the end of political anti Hinduism.

It couldn’t survive ultimately as the British rule couldn’t.

The history repeated itself, as it always does.

Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, smiled at the winner Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, ingratiatingly.

It would do no harm to be in well with the new Member of Parliament.

“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.”Naåīmah Furqān boomed portentously, self-importantly.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wanted to remember this moment for ever.

It was the success she had dreamed of always.

Now she was more able to help her Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan.

Her Ammījān had left her Abbū in greatest humiliation, in greatest mortification.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had to become a Member of Parliament herself as her Ammījān was.

Yes, Durgesh is the best.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan herself knows it now.

But her Ammījān was successfully living with her Abbū.

She herself was the result of their mutual love for each other.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s ears tuned in to the soft whispering noises in the expectant silence around her.

They tuned in to the sound of papers rustling, the jostling of green rosette friends gathered by the platform, the hiss of the ventilation system overhead, the isolated pop of flash bulbs, the muted crackling of a policewoman’s radio, a train whistling faintly in the distance.

“Two lac ninety thousand nine hundred ninety nine.”Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, bellowed, “I hereby declare Ms. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan to be duly elected Member of Parliament for Sadar Jabalpur.”

Unable to hide her partisanship, her political leanings, any longer, Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, waved the paper over her head with a flourish, with a boom, as if she herself were the winner.

Even the counters joined the applause.

It was expressing not so much delight in Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s victory as a friendly welcome to their new Member of Parliament.

All evening Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had been the object of curious scrutiny.

Would she win?

Would she laugh?

Top marks for appearance:

The extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān young lady would certainly make a splash with that good figure and golden blonde hair.

Would she be strong enough?

A woman?

Well, it was not a serious question now.

So many women have proved their strength now.

What did her father, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, think of having to play number two to his own daughter?

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was itching to get down from the platform to mix with the party supporters who were vigorously shaking champagne bottles to make the corks explode.

Election Commissioner, Naåīmah Furqān, and her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān ladies friends, stalwarts all in green, were jumping up and down in enthusiasm and calling her to join them.

Councilor Altāf Muħammad was looking so elated Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan worried he might have a heart attack.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was in a daze.

She made a breathless little speech of thanks, then her beaten opponents made theirs in descending order.

Now only one more candidate was left to take the floor.

Lailah Tayyab stepped forward confidently, put her mouth too close to the microphone and began to speak.

Both NDA and UPA party workers were becoming restless.

Lailah Tayyab flourished the cake and began fumbling with the lighter.

She seemed to take for ever.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan signaled the NDA young woman and the two edged sideways off the platform followed by the JDU woman, leaving Lailah Tayyab muttering a still crowded magnetism over the lighted candle.

Abhilāsh Vikramāditý , watching from the sidelines, took out his notebook.

‘New NDA Member of Parliament walks off platform at count.’ Abhilāsh Vikramāditý  wrote crisply, ‘New NDA Member of Parliament, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, ignored fellow candidates’—he would put the names later— ‘when she trailed off the platform immediately her own result was announced, ignoring the usual courtesies. Her own party workers commented adversely about her rudeness.’

Abhilāsh Vikramāditý  would have to make up some suitable quotes:

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s behavior foretells ill for her career in Parliament as an honorable Member of Parliament.

Perhaps her future colleagues should be warned.

This young lady may have to be taken down a peg or two.’

Abhilāsh Vikramāditý checked his scribbling.

Not bad, really.

More like HVSI Times than TOI.

Roll on Parliament Street; roll on fame as one of the country’s best investigative reporters.

The future beckoned brightly, and not only for the glamorous Ms. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.

Chapter 7

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

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

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

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

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90. The Extent

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

92.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

93. Three sons three Ammīs

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

99.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

124. The everincreasing infinite lust

125. The women in my life

126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127.  A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

152. The Chairman: 4

153. The Chairman: 5

154. An Underworld Don: 1

155. An Underworld Don: 2

156. An Underworld Don: 3

157. An Underworld Don: 4

158. An Underworld Don: 5

159. An Underworld Don: 6

160. An Underworld Don: 7

161. An Underworld Don: 8

162. An Underworld Don: 9

163. An Underworld Don: 10

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

29. Kabhī nahīn chāhā

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3

7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4

8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5

9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6

10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7

11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8

12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9

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

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

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

16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2

19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

36. Saamved: Mantr 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

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

42.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

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

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

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


The Chairman:5

The Chairman

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Naåīmah Furqān didn’t move.

“Come on,” I urged, “hop in the pool and then we can go inside.”

Reluctantly Naåīmah Furqān sat up, and then slipped into the pool.

Naåīmah Furqān ducked under and came back up, wiping the hair and water behind her head as Naåīmah Furqān did so.

Naåīmah Furqān worked her way back to the edge of the pool where I was looking more refreshed by the minute.

My Uncut Hindu Cock was long since recovered, although not rigidly erect.

Naåīmah Furqān grabbed my legs and leaned back, half heartedly trying to pull me into the pool.

I slid my feet together, and they ended up against her chest.

I began to caress her Sunni Musalmān breasts and nipples with my toes.

Naåīmah Furqān giggled, pushed my legs apart and slid in between them.

In the deeper water Naåīmah Furqān was in, Naåīmah Furqān had to hold onto me or the side to keep above water.

Naåīmah Furqān reached up and grabbed my Uncut Hindu Cock, a look of pure Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān lust on her face.

“Come on” Naåīmah Furqān said, letting go and moving toward the steps.

I got up and followed her just a few feet until Naåīmah Furqān stopped.

When I didn’t sit back down, Naåīmah Furqān told me to.

“I thought we were going in?”

“We were, but we’ve changed our mind. Sit.”

I sat.

Naåīmah Furqān’d done a pretty good job.

Naåīmah Furqān was now just deep enough in the shallower water that her face was now comfortably at my Uncut Hindu Dick level.

Naåīmah Furqān leaned forward, attempting to suck my Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth without using her hands but it wasn’t quite right.

We adjusted just a little bit and this time the heights were perfect.

Naåīmah Furqān took my Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, sucking, her tongue working around the head; then bobbed up and down several times before taking it out and working her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth down the shaft, her tongue lubricating as it went.

Naåīmah Furqān sucked and licked my balls, which felt nice but really doesn’t do much for me, then worked her way back up my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Still looking me in the face, I swear I could see the horns pop out on the top of her head.

Naåīmah Furqān sucked me back into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, then stopped going any deeper.

With just the glands in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth Naåīmah Furqān began sucking and licking, her tongue slathering all over the head, her lips caressing the rim.

At first it was heavenly, but rapidly became too much.

I groaned, putting my hand on her head.

Naåīmah Furqān stopped.

“What’s the matter?” Naåīmah Furqān asked, a gleam in her eye.

“It’s too much. It really feels good but it starts to get numb, and ….” I stopped, something in her look.

“That’s what it feels like to me when you pay too much attention to just my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit. It’s too much.”

Her hand reached up and squeezed my Uncut Hindu Cock, stroking it, looking at it, and then went back to work with her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

For the next complete one hour, Naåīmah Furqān made love to my Uncut Hindu Cock with her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth and hands.

She was obviously no novice to blowjobs.

Naåīmah Furqān expertly took me to the brink, and then backed off, took me to the brink a second time, and then eased off again.

“How did you do that thing where you made your Uncut Hindu Cock so big?” Naåīmah Furqān questioned, not taking her hand from around my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I shifted slightly, sliding more over to the edge of the pool where I could cross my legs, momentarily pulling out of her hand.

I began to work extra blood into my Uncut Hindu Cock, keeping the blood there with pressure from my legs.

Naåīmah Furqān was gently feeling my Uncut Hindu Cock as it continued to engorge, getting larger, the head turning purple, the veins popping out.

“Allah Allah, it’s so stunning,” Naåīmah Furqān said, and leaned forward again to take the head into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

“Wow,” Naåīmah Furqān said when she pulled back off, “I swear it’s twice as big. It’s so big, and smooth and yummy.”

Her fingers traced the bulging Hindu veins on the side.

Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Can you fuck when it’s like this?”

“Of course,” I answered, “I have to keep my legs crossed, but if I was on my back and you were on top….”

“Ummm, I want to try that later.” Naåīmah Furqān popped it back into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth and began to work me up to a peak once again, never taking her eyes from my face.

Naåīmah Furqān was working her lips over the soft spot on the back when she pulled away and asked,

Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Do you want to cum in my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth?”

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Yes, why not?” I answered.

Her response was to take me back in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth where Naåīmah Furqān proceeded to finish me off.

It was moments later that I groaned, collapsing onto my elbows, a wave of orgasm jetting my hot Hindu cum into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

I could feel her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth vacuuming the cum out, her head bobbing, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān tongue swirling.

At last my orgasm subsided, and Naåīmah Furqān pulled off, stretching herself up with immense self pride and swallowing my entire Hindu load of cum down her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān throat.

“I didn’t think I was going to be able to take it all there for a minute.” Naåīmah Furqān said, climbing out of the pool and sliding in beside me where I’d collapsed onto my back.

“Was that good?”

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Yes. Of course, it was good, Naåīmah Furqān darling. That was one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had.”

Naåīmah Furqān was leaning on one hand, her other playing with the hair on my chest.

“Your husband was one very lucky man.”I said.

Her face told me I’d said the wrong thing.

“My impotent Musalmān husband was a shit. All he ever wanted was a blow job, roll over, and go to sleep.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…”

“I know, you were giving me a compliment.”

I felt bad.

“I’ve never had anybody come in my mouth before. It really was excellent, even then.”

“Really? Your husband…”

Naåīmah Furqān shook her head.

“Never. I’d always take him to the edge and finish him with my hand.”

“Why me?”

“Because sex with you has been totally different. With him, he took sex from me, it was all about him. With you, you’ve been giving things to me I’ve never had and I just wanted to. It just felt like the right thing to do.” Naåīmah Furqān looked at me, a gleam in her eye, the pain gone, “So, did I do good?”

“Not bad for a beginner.” I teased.

Naåīmah Furqān stuck her tongue out.***

I awoke, the clock on the nightstand said 4:30.

A little early I thought, but the warm naked body beside me kept me from going back to sleep.

I moved my hand, her Sunni Musalmān breast pleasantly filling it.

I lowered my hand to her other Sunni Musalmān breast, my fingers gently feeling for her nipple.

I didn’t find it at first, completely absorbed back into her Sunni Musalmān breast, but my trailing finger was apparently just enough as I found a slight protuberance the second time.

Twirling my fingertip gently around her areola, I felt all the little bumps and the ever increasingly larger one of her nipple.

I moved back to her upper Sunni Musalmān breast, the nipple there already larger, but it too continued to grow to my caress.

“What time is it?”

“4:30” Naåīmah Furqān quietly lay there for a moment, her hand rising to cover mine as it caressed her Sunni Musalmān breast.

“Do you know what the little bumps around the nipple are?” I whispered, running my finger tip over them.

“Uh-uh.”

I pulled back, letting her roll toward me onto her back.

Leaning down Naåīmah Furqān sucked my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān mouth, her hand finding the back of my waist, her palm running through my hips.

Our foreplay was slow and unhurried.

Mouths and tongues and hands and extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and Uncut Hindu Cock and balls all touched together in lovers play.

At last we were ready, Naåīmah Furqān rolled onto her side again, and I leaned away from her, slipping my Uncut Hindu Cock into her from behind.

A long slow rhythm developed, pure pleasuring without the need for either of us to orgasm immediately.

“Umm, you feel so good.” I squeezed my legs together, forcing my Uncut Hindu Cock to momentarily swell inside her, eliciting an ” Naåīmah Furqān, you feel so good.” I continued my motions, slowly stroking us together.

“Before we cum, can we try it like we talked about? Where you make it big like you did?” Naåīmah Furqān asked me.

I pulled out in response, rolling onto my back.

I crossed my legs, forcing more and more blood into my Uncut Hindu Cock, until once again it looked like a giant dildo more than a real Uncut Hindu Cock.

Naåīmah Furqān had turned in the bed, her face next to my Uncut Hindu Cock as I tried to make it as big as I could for her.

Naåīmah Furqān leaned forward, sucking me into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

“Umm. I’ve never really tasted my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy juice much but I like the taste of it on your Uncut Hindu Cock.”

“Prevert.” I whispered.

“Uh huh, and you like it.”

I reached over to pull her legs toward me, and Naåīmah Furqān responded, straddling my body and lowering her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy to my waist.

Naåīmah Furqān licked my lips, sucking them in, and then inserted, holding herself, my Uncut Hindu Penis inside.

I teased her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit a few times with my Uncut Hindu Cock, but refrained from attacking it.

We 69’d for just a few minutes, until Naåīmah Furqān rose and turned.

Taking my Uncut Hindu Cock in hand I held it upright for her as Naåīmah Furqān positioned herself and slowly impaled herself on me.

“Fuck that’s so good.”

Naåīmah Furqān eased herself down on my Uncut Hindu Cock until Naåīmah Furqān bottomed out and stopped.

Naåīmah Furqān sat there, totally impaled on my Uncut Hindu rod and wiggled her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hips.

“I’ve never felt so full.” Naåīmah Furqān smiled contented, “Allah, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! you feel so good inside me.” Naåīmah Furqān began moving on me, rising up my Uncut Hindu Cock until only the head was in her, then sliding back down.

Keeping the pressure in the right spots, her motions were now designed to get us off, unlike the pure pleasure we’d been bestowing on each other before.

Our motions were soon in unison, our touches in just the right spots, pressure placed where it did the most good.

Despite our multiple orgasms of the previous days, this fuck was hitting every nerve.

I raised my head until I could kiss her lips, then with my hands pulled her Sunni Musalmān breasts together and kissed them both at the same time.

Naåīmah Furqān began quivering, her pounding taking a more frenzied tone.

I raised my hips, forcing my Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and the slight increase in angle was all it took; the friction in just the right spot, the motion in just the right rhythm.

I felt the pressure beginning in my ears, the blackout sensation, all of my senses concentrating in the head of my Uncut Hindu Cock which erupted, a cascade of my Hindu cum jetting up deepest into Naåīmah Furqān.

Not even a drop of it was running down both sides of my body.

Naåīmah Furqān’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt swallowed all of my Hindu come deepest.

I dimly became aware of Naåīmah Furqān collapsed on my chest, asleep.

My Uncut Hindu Cock covered with a mess of dried cum, the bed with a large cold spot.

Naåīmah Furqān glanced at the clock again, and immediately did a double take.

Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! It’s 6:45, we overslept.”

It took a moment for me to awaken, then suddenly we were moving fast.

A quick shower together, which the evening before had turned into something else, was merely our next time together naked.

Naåīmah Furqān stopped in front of the terminal with barely enough time for her to get through security and onto the plane.

A quick good bye, a brief “Thank you for everything.” and Naåīmah Furqān was off.

Naåīmah Furqān looked back as she went through the door of the terminal, and with a brief wave Naåīmah Furqān was gone.***
It was after the fourth ring when Naåīmah Furqān answered,

“Hello?”

I had been about to hang up and call her cell figuring Naåīmah Furqān wasn’t home.

We’d been talking on the phone a couple of times per week, I’d about learned her schedule, when Naåīmah Furqān’d be home  ̶  when not.

Naåīmah Furqān preferred the house phone when she was home.

“Hey Naåīmah Furqān. Tickle yer Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit with my Uncut Hindu Cock ?” Our conversations always turned to sex, even if they didn’t start that way.

“Excuse me?”

Oh, so that’s how it was going to be  ̶  playing that Naåīmah Furqān didn’t know me?

“Did you go without panties at work today?”

Naåīmah Furqān had confided to me that after the weekend Naåīmah Furqān spent with me in San Diego that she hadn’t gotten any laundry done.

One day Naåīmah Furqān got up to go to work, and realized she had no clean underwear, and on a whim  ̶  just didn’t wear any.

Naåīmah Furqān said it had really given her a naughty thrill; being in staff meetings, talking with co-workers and bosses  ̶  the whole time thinking “if they only knew.”

Naåīmah Furqān told me she’d gotten where she didn’t wear undies on days where Naåīmah Furqān knew she’d be tied up in long boring meetings, the little thrill helped keep her awake.

“Is this Durgesh?”

“Of course. Does anyone else talk to you this way?” I suddenly realized alarm bells were going off in the back of my mind.

They’d begun with “excuse me” but hadn’t really registered until now and suddenly alertness ran down my body.

Naåīmah Furqān laughed on the other end, but yet  ̶  it wasn’t quite her laugh.

“Actually I don’t think anyone talks to me this way, but I can see why Ammījān likes you.”

Ammījān?

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

“Fātimah? Oh Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I’m so sorry, dear.”

Her laughter was all I got in response.

My alertness turned into my erection.

“Sorry, I, uh, don’t normally speak to people I’ve never met that way.” I smiled.

“If that’s the way you talk to her all the time, I can see why Ammījān’s so enamored with you. She told me everything about your weekend together; she can’t quit talking about it.”

“Everything?” I queried, thinking just exactly how much of “everything” Naåīmah Furqān’d really told.

“Probably not everything, but I’m betting Ammījān’s told me a whole lot more than you thought she would have.”

Hmmm.

Interesting.

“We had a lot of fun.”

“Sounded to me like it was just flat out ‘hot’. I’m really glad you met her, you’ve made such a change in her life.”

I heard some noise in the background and a

“Who’re you talking to?”

“Durgesh.” Apparently Fātimah handed the phone to her Ammījān, Naåīmah Furqān.

“Hello?”

“Is this Naåīmah Furqān this time?”

“Of course. Why?”

“I didn’t realize your daughter sounded so much like you, and I, um, well  ̶  I offered to tickle her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit with my Uncut Hindu Cock.” I smiled.

Naåīmah Furqān erupted in laughter.

“You didn’t!”

Apparently Naåīmah Furqān turned to her daughter, “Did he offer to..” Naåīmah Furqān never finished the sentence; I could tell by her increased laughter that Fātimah had confirmed it.

“I can’t believe it. You’re hitting on my daughter and you haven’t even met?”

“Well, we have now. If she looks as good as you, maybe I should hit on her.”

“Pervert!”

“You got it.” I grinned to myself. “Speaking of perverted, what have you got going next week?”

“What have you got in mind?”

“Can you fly to Palm Springs say, Wednesday evening? I’ve got a job that should be finished then and I figured if you could fly out?”

Naåīmah Furqān was quiet, for a Moment.

“Gee, Durgesh, I’d love to. It sounds like fun, but, uh, I’ll have to check and see if I can afford the trip right now.”

“The trip’s on me, Naåīmah Furqān, I’ve got so many miles I’ll get you a ticket  ̶  all you need to do is get the time off.”***

I stood in the terminal, watching the plane taxi in, the early evening shadows of the San Jacinto Mountains already extending over the field.

Like most small terminals, there are still windows that non-passengers can view the field through.

I waited outside the restricted area, spotting her headed toward me.

Naåīmah Furqān slipped right into my strong Hindu arms, a hug, a kiss.

I barely kept my hands from stroking her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body; there would be enough of that soon enough.

I took her carry one and we started toward baggage claim.

I’d told her to pack lightly, just a few things for going out at night  ̶  but I didn’t even believe Naåīmah Furqān would travel with just a carry on like I do.

Sure enough, Naåīmah Furqān indicated she had a bag.

As we stood waiting for the bags to come out, my hand around her waist slipped onto her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān bottom, a Hindu lover’s friendly touch.

Naåīmah Furqān leaned in to me and whispered,

“Do you know what I did on the plane?”

I thought for a Moment, came up with nothing.

“Haven’t got a clue,” I acknowledged, shrugging my shoulders.

“What am I wearing?” Naåīmah Furqān asked impishly, a tantalizing whisper of a smile crossing her lips.

I glanced sideways at her; as I’d seen before – her clothing was business casual, skirt and a blouse, stylish, better than the average traveler anymore.

Naåīmah Furqān’d come straight from work, about what I would have expected.

It dawned on me where Naåīmah Furqān was going with this.

“Are you being naughty?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Were you naughty on the plane?”

“Uh-huh.”

My Uncut Hindu Cock twitched in my pants.

“Hmmm. Were you really naughty?

“No, not really naughty, just a little.”

“Oh, I don’t know …Did you flash the flight attendant?”

“Noooo. I doubt that he would have liked it, but I’ll bet the Hindu next to me would have.”

“Ok, I can guess, but just tell me, what did you do?”

Naåīmah Furqān leaned in to whisper so others around us wouldn’t hear,

“I’m not wearing any panties.”

“Ooh. Do tell, my naughty Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān lady.” I refrained from rubbing her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān bottom to check for myself, my peripheral vision told me we were in someone’s direct view.

I turned slightly, checking it out without being totally obvious.

A family; a young teenage daughter quickly looked guiltily away.

I smiled at her.

To my utter surprise, the young teenage daughter smiled to me in response, lewdly.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

I reluctantly kept my hand on Naåīmah Furqān’s waist.

“Did you have them on when you left?”

“Uh-huh.” Her responses told me Naåīmah Furqān was really enjoying this.

“And how long have you not been wearing them?”

“Oh, about 2 hours.”

2 hours, let’s see, that would have put her  ̶  somewhere over New Mexico?

“And just what were you doing 2 hours ago that made you take your panties off over New Mexico?”

“You surprised me, I wasn’t expecting a first class ticket. They offered us dinner, but all I had was a glass of wine or two. Maybe three.” Naåīmah Furqān giggled. “I was sitting there wishing we were at your place so we could get naked, thinking how delicious it was when we were naked. This Hindu sitting next to me, I saw him check me out a couple of times… I thought to myself “If you only knew what I’m doing this weekend and how I like being naked, and how I like feeling naughty…”

“And?” I prompted when Naåīmah Furqān left me hanging.

“I get the feeling I’m going to like where this is going.”

“I had to use the restroom, and while I was in there, I just took off my panties and put them in my purse.” Naåīmah Furqān opened her purse as she said this, surreptitiously removed a cloth object and then put her hand in mine.

Naåīmah Furqān continued.

“I went back to my seat and I kept thinking about how that Hindu next to me would be turned on if he only knew, and how you would be if you only knew.” Naåīmah Furqān paused and then without my saying anything continued, “Allah Allah, I can’t believe what a rush I got just from not having any panties on!”

“Finding out you have a naughty side even without me?”

” Allah Rabbil åālmīn, yes.”

“Then I think you’re going to enjoy this little trip.”

“Why is that?” Naåīmah Furqān questioned as Naåīmah Furqān spotted her bag, one of the first ones that came out, being first class  ̶  that wasn’t by chance.

“You’ll see.” We grabbed her bag and headed out to the car.

The heat of Palm Springs hit us in the face, even though it was late in the year, and most places were already cooling off, it was still hot in the California desert.

After dinner we headed to the hotel, seemingly just a few short blocks.

It was just past sundown when we pulled up to the Terra Cotta Inn.

Naåīmah Furqān grabbed her bag.

I’d already checked in, and we entered the front door.

I nodded at the extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl at the front desk as we walked by, headed for our room.

We’d just about reached our room when the door next to ours opened and a nude couple, probably mid 30’s and nice looking, stepped out carrying towels, obviously headed to the pool and spa.

The man had hardened Uncut Hindu Penis and the Beauty was apparently a Saůūdī Årab Musalmān.

Ashvinātam couples were now normal and routine almost everywhere.

A nod, “hello’s” in passing; Naåīmah Furqān didn’t even flinch at their complete nudity.

Naåīmah Furqān did look around a bit more at our surroundings however.

“Am I to assume this is a nudist Ashvinātam hotel?”

“Clothing optional.” I answered as I opened the door.

Naåīmah Furqān stepped inside, I pushed the door shut, setting her bag down.

“You can wear clothes, or go naked  ̶  it’s your choice. Of course some people choose to go semi-naked like not wearing underwear…”

I was interrupted by Naåīmah Furqān pushing me backward onto the bed and straddling me, fumbling with my belt and pants.

Naåīmah Furqān fumbled with my pants.

I fumbled with her Sunni Musalmān breasts.

I began unbuttoning her blouse, but Naåīmah Furqān’d already gotten my pants opened and my Uncut Hindu Cock finished out.

She slid out of reach dropping off the bed where Naåīmah Furqān took my Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, not saying another word.

Naåīmah Furqān took my semi hardness to full rigidity, then climbed back on top, raising her skirt, gripping my Uncut Hindu Cock and guiding it into her warm and inviting extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān love tunnel.

“Oh fuck me, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I’ve needed this very much. All we Musalmān Beauties need Uncut Hindu Cock in our ravenous muqaddastarīn Musalmān Cunts. All of us, without even a single exception. Do you know, why?”

Naåīmah Furqān was doing all the work, slowly rising and falling, her hands resting on my chest, my Uncut Hindu Cock sliding out to the limit and then Naåīmah Furqān’d slowly lower herself back down again.

I smiled, continued unbuttoning her blouse, releasing the front snap on her bra, exposing her tits to my hands and eyes.

“I think I do, Naåīmah Furqān darling.”

“I don’t think so. You know only what your ravenous Musalmān women told you.”

I kept smiling,

“Aren’t you also one of them, Naåīmah?”

“Yes!” Naåīmah Furqān acknowledged almost panting, “Yessssssssss! I’m also one of them. I’m too one of your ravenous Musalmān women. Yet, I’m telling you the truth untold so far.”

“I’m listening to what you are telling me, my love.”

“For Musalmīn the sex is secondary. Everything is secondary for the stupid Musalmīn. Only Islam is primary.”

“Yes, darling. I know it.”

“A woman, whatsoever her religion is, whatsoever her ideology is, wants to be primary in her man’s life.”

“Yes, Naåīmah! You are absolutely right.”

“You Hindus love us Musalmān Beauties as your primary need.”

“Thank you very much. We Hindus are honored, Naåīmah.”

“You Hindus are always honored because you love and honor us Musalmān Beauties as your primary need.”

Her nipples were already hard.

I twisted and pulled them until Naåīmah Furqān told me to kiss on them.

“We, Musalmān Beauties love and honor your Uncut Hindu Cock in our ravenous Musalmān Cunts, because you Hindus love and honor our ravenous Musalmān Cunts to the extent that you even kiss them.”

“I’m glad, Naåīmah, that you Musalmān Beauties think so of us Hindus. We are really honored, darling.”

Raising my head and pulling her to me, Naåīmah Furqān arched her back to force her Sunni Musalmān breasts towards my eager lips.

Eventually I pushed her bra and blouse off so Naåīmah Furqān had only her skirt left on.

Naåīmah Furqān pushed my head away from her breasts and leaned further forward, kissing me.

Naåīmah Furqān sucked my tongue with her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

I readily relinquished.

Naåīmah Furqān forced it deeper into my mouth, practically swabbing my tonsils.

Her up and down motion stilled, Naåīmah Furqān was twisting her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Crotch against mine, forcing pressure against her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit and pubic bone.

“Allah, I love fucking you, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! We all Musalmān Beauties love fucking you Hindus. You Hindus are the best lovers of us Musalmān Beauties.”

“Ummm. I thank you once again on behalf of all of us Hindus.” I answered, rotating my hips and my Uncut Hindu Cock inside her.

Naåīmah Furqān sat up, and pulled off.

“You don’t need to thank us Musalmān Beauties. It’s our pleasure, Durgesh. Sit still,” Naåīmah Furqān smiled, taking her legs and swapping them into a reverse extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān cowgirl.

Taking my Uncut Hindu Cock, holding it up a little, Naåīmah Furqān slid back into place, then leaned back onto her arms which Naåīmah Furqān put backwards onto the bed next to my shoulders.

Reaching around, I filled my hands with her Sunni Musalmān breasts, kneading them, rubbing her nipples in my Hindu palms, rolling them with my fingers.

Although her juices were copious, the pressure of my Uncut Hindu Cock was just right and I could feel the friction on the head of my Uncut Hindu Cock as it rubbed that wonderful spot on the inside of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina.

“Oh yes!” Naåīmah Furqān hissed, moving her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pelvis in quick short motions, concentrating the sensations to where they did the most good.

“Allah, Durgesh, I need you to fuck my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit right now. I want you to rub me there. Oh……It’s so good, I’m so close. I’m almost…….”

I pinched her nipples hard, and raising myself, was able to kiss just on her quivering extremely beautiful red crimson Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips.

Naåīmah Furqān turned her head towards me, and she sucked my lips.

I slipped somewhat down, my Uncut Hindu Cock finding her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit.

Naåīmah Furqān gasped, and spasmed, her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy clinching my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Naåīmah Furqān stilled her motions as her orgasm subsided, her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body turning into melting butter against me.

I tried to take over the motion as Naåīmah Furqān slowed but with her pinning my hips I couldn’t move much.

I sat still and just held her.

Naåīmah Furqān lay back, her back to my chest, her head above and beside mine.

Naåīmah Furqān kissed my lips once more.

“Allah, I love that, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!. I never realized how much my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt was ravenous for your Uncut Hindu Cock. You Hindus are always best for us Musalmān Beauties. And Durgesh, you are the best of Hindus even.”

“Thanks once again, darling.” I kissed Naåīmah Furqān full on her lips.

Lying there on top of me, relaxing now, I continued to fondle her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

“The Musalmīn are idiots.” Naåīmah Furqān said, still keeping my Uncut Hindu Cock embedded fully, deepest, into her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

It was growing inside, thickening and lengthening, throbbing impatiently too.

“They prefer Islam on everything, while you Hindus prefer sex on everything. Naturally, women love Hindus more. Moreover, the Musalmīn hate everything against Islam. They are so obsessed with Islam that can’t even grow up ever.”

I smiled,

“Are you reading Åāyeshah Aħmad?”

“Yes!” Naåīmah Furqān smiled at me proudly, “Why shouldn’t I? I’m an ardent Muslimah. I hate Musalmīn for their immense stupidities, but not Islam.”

“Not Islam?”I cupped Naåīmah Furqān’s fleshy Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān buttocks and pushing my Uncut Hindu Cock deepest into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, I looked into her extremely beautiful eyes.

“Never, I’m an ardent Muslimah, Panjvaqtah Namāzī.” Naåīmah Furqān returned my look entirely unashamed.

“Recently, I’ve met some ardent Musalmān Beauties, Panjvaqtah Namāzī, yet they love communal Hindus more while they hate communal Musalmīn.”

Naåīmah Furqān laughed.

“Yes, I know so many of them.”

I took her Sunni Musalmān breasts, pushing from either side, enjoying the feel of them.

“They are really big; if you want we can titty fuck sometime. Naåīmah Furqān winked at me.

“I want to do everything with you sometime.”

Naåīmah Furqān sighed in response.

A Moment later Naåīmah Furqān twisted her hips a little, still feeling my hard Uncut Hindu Cock inside her.

“Did you cum?”

“Not that time.”

“Allah Allah, I’m sorry, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Naåīmah Furqān started trying to rise off me.

I put my strong Hindu arms further around her and held her in place.

“I can get you off, we don’t have to quit yet.”

“I’m fine Naåīmah Furqān  ̶  it’s just nice to be in you Musalmān Beauties.”

“Do you want me to suck you off?” Naåīmah Furqān wiggled her hips, gyrating on my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I kissed her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips again. “I’m fine. I imagine I’ll get off plenty in the next few days. For now” I raised my hips forcing my Uncut Hindu Cock into her a little more, “I’m just happy having you ride me.”

Naåīmah Furqān raised her arm, cuddling my head to hers.

With a sigh Naåīmah Furqān said,

“How did I ever stay with my ex for so long? Allah, look what I’ve been missing.”

We lay there a couple of more hours, my Uncut Hindu Cock never softening much, but when I began to lose the sensation a few slides in and out and I was immediately hard again.

Naåīmah Furqān asked me to let her go, and sat up, this time keeping me inside her as Naåīmah Furqān swung her legs back over so Naåīmah Furqān was again sitting on me.

Naåīmah Furqān leaned forward onto her forearms which Naåīmah Furqān rested on my chest, her boobs hanging free above my chest.

Naåīmah Furqān saw me looking, and wiggled her shoulders in turn making her boobs wobble before my eyes.

I reached up to take them in hand again, tweaking her nipples.

Her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān eyes closed, Naåīmah Furqān arched her back.

“Allah, that feels so good, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Naåīmah Furqān raised her hips, pulling away so my Uncut Hindu Cock slipped out of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, then Naåīmah Furqān slid a little lower, pressing and rubbing her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit against my, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy juice covered, Uncut Hindu Cock, her “Allah, umm” accenting the mutual pleasure.

Naåīmah Furqān kissed my lips, then my chin, and began a downward journey on my strong, still athletic, Hindu male body.

As Naåīmah Furqān moved not just her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth but her entire body lower, my Uncut Hindu Cock hung up on her skirt, which Naåīmah Furqān moved with her hand.

“I brought us a present,” Naåīmah Furqān said between kisses on my Hindu body.

“You brought us a present? Really?”

“Umm-hmm.”

“You yourself are the best present you can give me. What else more? Where is it?”

“You’ll have to find it. You’ll know it when you do.”

“Umm. Is it hidden?”

“You’ll just have to find it.” With that Naåīmah Furqān had moved far enough down that her face was at my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Sticking out her tongue Naåīmah Furqān began to caress my Uncut Hindu Cock with her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān tongue.

Licking up and down the shaft, around the head, eventually Naåīmah Furqān raised it upright, taking the head into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, gradually sinking lower onto the shaft.

Naåīmah Furqān pulled off, holding my Uncut Hindu Dick upright and giggled.

“Do you know why a dog licks his Dick?”

“What?” I asked, then realizing what Naåīmah Furqān’d said, answered, “No, why?”

“Because he can.” Naåīmah Furqān licked the shaft of my Uncut Hindu Cock, sucked the end into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth again, the whole time watching my face.

I groaned in appreciation.

Naåīmah Furqān popped it back out of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.

“Do you know why Hindu men can’t lick their own Uncut Hindu Dicks?

“Why?”

“Because if they could, then they wouldn’t need us Musalmān Beauties !” Naåīmah Furqān laughed. “If I could suck my own Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit I would. I love the taste of my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy on your Uncut Hindu Cock.”

Chapter 6

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

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

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

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

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90. The Extent

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

92.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

93. Three sons three Ammīs

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

99.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

124. The everincreasing infinite lust

125. The women in my life

126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127.  A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

152. The Chairman: 4

153. The Chairman: 5

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

29. Kabhī nahīn chāhā

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3

7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4

8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5

9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6

10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7

11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8

12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9

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

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

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

16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2

19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

36. Saamved: Mantr 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

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

42.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

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

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

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


The Chairman:4

The Chairman

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

I didn’t say anything.

We just sat there looking over the valley.

I turned my head, my nose and face finding the back of her head.

The smell of clean hair, the smell of a different Sunni Musalmān Beauty filled my nostrils.

I nuzzled the side of her head, kissed her ear, inhaling and enjoying her scent  ̶  different than my women, different than Zaynab Raħmān.

“Ummm. I like that.”

“Like what?”

“I like it when you kiss my ears.”

I lowered my mouth just a bit and kissed her earlobe like I had earlier.

Her hands came up and rubbed her bare arms  ̶  I looked down and saw goose bumps.

“Allah! that curls my toes when you do that.”

I changed to the other side, kissed her other ear lobe.

Naåīmah Furqān shrugged her shoulders and giggled, the hair on the back of her neck standing up.

“Do you have fantasies?” Naåīmah Furqān asked.

“Of course. Everyone has his/her fantasies. I’m no exception. Why do you ask?”

Naåīmah Furqān didn’t answer immediately, then shaking her head said,

“I do also. You’ll think it’s weird.”

“Try me.”

Naåīmah Furqān said nothing.

I bent back to her ear and whispered just before I kissed her ear lobe again, “Does it have to do with your ears?”

Naåīmah Furqān shivered in response.

She nodded.

“Tell me.”

“It’s impossible.”

“Impossible to tell me, or to do?”

“To do. I’ve always fantasized about being sucked by a group of communal Hindus. Not just my ears, but everything, ten mouths on my fingers, ten on my toes, on my ears and nipples and extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy. All at the same time.”

I controlled myself from the jolt.

So, Naåīmah Furqān was not a lady.

She was still an animal in her fantasies.

We all are more or less.

The persons who realize it timely and train their minds to be civilized are converted into real human beings.

She hadn’t a trained civilized mind.

I’d to help her.

Eīshān!

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

Vitishŧhantām māturasyā upasthānnānāroopā pashavo jāýmānāh.

Sumangalyup sīdémamagnim.

sampatnī, pratibhhoshéh dévān.’

‘Let there come forth from the genital organ of this mother, animals of various forms, being born.

Well doing woman, sit by the man leading to light. Proper wife, ornamentize here the divine ones.’

̶ Ved: 4A: 14|2|25

I sat quietly for a moment, then hugged her to me.

My hand was on her Sunni Musalmān breast, her nipple was hard in my palm.

“I don’t think you’re weird.” I whispered. “And you’re right  ̶  I think it might be impossible. You might have to settle for one per hand and foot, but the rest  ̶  it could be done.”

“Oh no!” Naåīmah Furqān gasped, “I don’t actually want to do it  ̶  it’s just a fantasy.”

Naåīmah Furqān nestled back against me, enjoying my caresses.

“How about you? What’s your great fantasy?”

“Ummm. Hard to say. As a Hindu, of course every Sunni Musalmān Beauty is a fantasy.” I left the answer hanging as I thought about it, then it dawned on me. “I’ve had this one fantasy since high school. There were these identical twins in one of my classes that were the hottest extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girls in the school. I’ve always fantasized about a three some with twins.”

“That would be a tough one.”

“Tell me about it. That’s why it’s a fantasy  ̶  it’ll probably never happen.”

It wasn’t long after that we finished the juice and wine, and called it a night.

Naåīmah Furqān refused my offer to share my bed, I kissed her goodnight at the bedroom door and Naåīmah Furqān didn’t invite me in.

I overslept in the morning.

It was after seven when I finally awoke.

For some reason, I didn’t mind.

There was no sound from her room, so I quietly left a sticky note on the wall across from her saying I’d be back by 9 and went out, after Stavans, on my morning run.

Sundays I normally take a longer run.

It was slightly after 9 when I stepped into the back yard to find Naåīmah Furqān sitting in a chase lounge, lying back soaking up the morning sun.

Naåīmah Furqān was totally nude except for some stretchy extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl briefs that were extremely sexy on her.

“I think I could get used to being naked outside,” Naåīmah Furqān said as I sat down on the chair beside her.

“Yeah, but you’re not naked.”

“I figured if you were going to get into my panties today that I better have some on.”

I stood up and bent over to kiss her, running a hand over her Sunni Musalmān breast and down to the shorts where I rubbed her side and onto her bottom as Naåīmah Furqān leaned onto her side into me.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

“You’re sweaty  ̶  go swimming.”

I reached down and dropped my shorts as I straightened up, my Uncut Hindu Cock beginning to harden up and flipping toward her face as it cleared my shorts.

“A little sex will make you sweaty too.” I countered.

“You tempt me,” Naåīmah Furqān responded, “but you owe me a second date first.”

“What? But I thought…”

Naåīmah Furqān laughed.

“Oh don’t worry, you don’t even have to try and impress me. I’ll guarantee I’m a sure thing but you’ve got an Uncut Hindu Cock that needs a whole lot more teasing before I’m ready to be had.”

I took a swim; Naåīmah Furqān went inside and got a towel which Naåīmah Furqān held up for me as I got out of the pool.

I wiped my face and chest as Naåīmah Furqān turned away.

I dropped the towel and spun her back to me, pulling her against me, nothing between us except her shorts.

My Uncut Hindu Cock was no longer just semi rigid.

I pulled my mouth to hers, Naåīmah Furqān responded in kind, her hands gripping my naked ass, mine sliding down over her cloth covered ass, squeezing the firm extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān globes I found there.

“You’ve got a great Penis.” Naåīmah Furqān said.

“You’ve got a great ass.” I answered.

“I’ll tell my aerobics instructor you think so. Naåīmah Furqān said, “she’d get me back in shape.”

Naåīmah Furqān pushed me away.

“Here’s the plan. Feed me. Then we’re going to do something, you owe me a second date. And then what do you say we play with whatever pops up?”

Naåīmah Furqān reached out her hand pushing my erection to one side.

“You really need to put that thing away.”

Naåīmah Furqān turned and began to walk away.

I stepped forward, reached down and swatted her bottom, Naåīmah Furqān bent a little and wiggled it at me in response.

“Uncut Hindu Cocktease!”

“Uh-huh!”

Naåīmah Furqān made breakfast, during which I came up with the perfect thing to do.

I told her casual, shorts and t-shirt would do.

Naåīmah Furqān wanted to know where we were going, I didn’t tell her until we pulled into the parking lot at the beach.

I told her to take her shoes off, which I did also, putting my wallet and ID and keys inside before I got out of the car, checking first to see if anyone was watching.

I have a car door key that I keep on a leather that goes around my neck when I’m running, but put everything else into the trunk.

I pulled out a blanket that I keep along with a bottle of sunscreen that I slipped into my pocket, and locked the trunk.

“What’s the blanket for?”

“Sand gets hot, gives you something to sit on that’s a little cooler.”

“Oh.”

We walked over to the surf line, hand in hand, letting the wave’s wash over our feet as we worked our way south.

It wasn’t far and the noontime crowd eased appreciably.

I spotted the first nudist on a blanket, not saying anything to Naåīmah Furqān as we passed him.

Naåīmah Furqān missed him completely as Naåīmah Furqān wasn’t looking toward the cliff.

Naåīmah Furqān didn’t miss it moments later, a couple walking towards us getting their feet wet also, and both totally naked.

“Where are we?” Naåīmah Furqān asked, after they’d passed.

“Black’s Beach. It’s pretty much clothing optional, been that way for years. I just thought you’d said you’d go topless on the beach if you had the chance again  ̶  so here’s your chance.”

I turned up onto the dry sand, walked a bit further to where it leveled off and spread the blanket.

Naåīmah Furqān looked both ways, realizing that up ahead were numerous naked people, and at least one back toward where we’d come from.

“Are you serious?” Naåīmah Furqān asked.

In response, I undid my shorts, letting them drop along with my underwear to the blanket, and then removed my shirt.

“Let’s go swimming.” Her eyes bugged in response.

“I, uh, I don’t know….”

Her apprehension was obvious.

I didn’t push it.

“I’ll be right back,” I said, walking nonchalantly toward the surf.

There was no one else in the immediate area.

I could see the naked couple still walking north along the beach away from us.

I figured to give Naåīmah Furqān time to get used to the idea, but if Naåīmah Furqān’d decided she could go topless on South Beach, it wasn’t much of a step to going naked on Black’s Beach.

I took a plunge into the normally cool and invigorating Southern California water, got beyond the surf break and tread water waiting for a wave.

I finally caught a wave only to realize that body surfing naked allowed my pecker to flutter in the water.

I hadn’t brought towels, but used my hands to wipe the water off my face and was practically dry by the time I got back to the blanket where Naåīmah Furqān was sitting.

“It’s just like at home  ̶  except the water is salty and there happen to be a few other people around.” I said as I took a seat on the blanket.

I lay down on my back, watching Naåīmah Furqān through my sunglasses without moving my head.

Naåīmah Furqān glanced around one more time, then proceeded to remove her shirt, shaking and folding it before placing it at the top of the blanket.

Naåīmah Furqān pulled her shorts off by raising her hips rather than standing up, folded them and put them with her shirt.

Confidently Naåīmah Furqān looked around once again, and removed her bra, leaving her in the same stretchy briefs Naåīmah Furqān’d had on at the pool at home.

I sat up, found the lotion out of my shorts and began putting it on.

When I finished my front, I handed her the bottle.

“Do my back?”

Naåīmah Furqān took it and I rolled over onto my front.

Naåīmah Furqān started at my shoulders, worked her way down, skipping my butt as Naåīmah Furqān went to all the way down to my feet.

I was about to say something when Naåīmah Furqān returned to my bottom.

“I can tell you go naked a lot, your bottom is already somewhat tanned.”

“Uh-huh. Not surprised. I don’t lay out much, don’t come here much either, but I go naked at home most of the time. I thought maybe you were being bashful for a moment.”

“Just saving the best for last. And your Penis is definitely the best.” Naåīmah Furqān squeezed my Uncut Hindu Cock needlessly. “That’s for swatting me earlier.”

“Did you like it?”

“That’s beside the point. Do me?”

I sat up and took the bottle from her.

Naåīmah Furqān glanced around once more, rolled over and lay face down on the blanket.

As Naåīmah Furqān did, Naåīmah Furqān raised her hips and slid her briefs off, tossing them onto the pile of clothes up top.

I started at her feet, rubbing lotion into every inch of skin.

I did her bottom when I went by, sliding my fingers between her legs, not quite touching her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Labia.

I ran my hand along her butt crack, not spreading her cheeks just making sure Naåīmah Furqān had protection, then moved on up her back and shoulders.

Naåīmah Furqān had her arms by her side, I did them too, then told her to roll over.

Naåīmah Furqān rolled over, face up.

I moved back down to her feet and started over, gradually moving up her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

I worked up one leg, working to her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Crotch before starting over on the other.

When I reached her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Crotch, the second time, I didn’t hesitate to touch where I’d so urgently wanted to for two days.

To my extreme pleasure, Naåīmah Furqān made no effort to stop me.

Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips protruded slightly, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit hidden.

Naåīmah Furqān wasn’t clean shaven; however her pubic hair was thin and ran in rows to the center of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

I wasn’t sure whether Naåīmah Furqān trimmed closely or that’s just the way her hair grew.

I spread the lotion around her thighs so there was little left on my fingers when I reached her pubic hair.

I slid my fingers down over her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Labia, dragging my middle finger between her lips and across her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit.

I wasn’t spreading lotion, I was blatantly fondling her.

The only lotion I got on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit was her own moisture, and Naåīmah Furqān was definitely wet.

It was evident; the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Beauty was enjoying my Hindu sexual attacks on her, very much.

I smiled and looked up at her face, her lower lip was between her teeth.

So, the bitch was teasing me!

I didn’t linger, but proceeded up her stomach, covering her Sunni Musalmān breasts and chest, feeling her slightly hard nipples stiffen up even more as I rubbed them with lotion.

By the time I got done, my Uncut Hindu Cock had stiffened up quite a bit also.

I glanced around; I’d been on nude beaches enough to know that obvious arousal is generally a no-no.

No one was near; I made no effort to hide it.

I finished up with her neck, then reached out and removed Naåīmah Furqān’s sunglasses before gently rubbing lotion into her face.

“You’ve got the best strong Hindu hands,” Naåīmah Furqān said as I began to put her sunglasses back on.

I inadvertently stuck them in her ear of course, Naåīmah Furqān took them from me and finished putting them on.

“And you’ve got the best Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.” I answered.

“I noticed you like it very much.”

“Is this part of your Uncut Hindu Cock teasing?” I asked laughing.

“Oh no  ̶  this you’ve done all on your own.”

“So there you go, it isn’t so bad, is it?”

“Allah, Durgesh, I feel so naughty! This whole weekend  ̶  I swear, if I told my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girlfriend or daughter what I’ve done they seriously wouldn’t believe me. This is so unlike anything I’ve ever done.”

“Didn’t you say you were going to take a little walk on the wild side?”

“Actually I think you described it with those words, but it certainly has been.”

Naåīmah Furqān lay on her back soaking up the sun for a few minutes as we talked.

I sat up, feeling the heat of the sun again, looking around.

“Come on, let’s get wet.”

I grabbed her hand and pulled her up, continued to hold her hand as we went down to the water.

“Crap, that’s cold!” Naåīmah Furqān said as the first wave splashed her legs.

I pulled her in deeper.

“It’s not that bad, just the first splash feels cold. Best thing is to take a running jump, get wet and then it doesn’t feel so bad.”

I let go, high stepped into deeper water, until I half fell, half dove forward into the water.

A few moments later, Naåīmah Furqān caught up with me where I was half treading, half bouncing against the bottom as the water rose and fell.

“I can’t believe how much I absolutely LOVE swimming naked. It’s so  ̶  delicious! In fact I can’t believe how much I enjoy being naked. Who ever would have think it?”

We got back in to where we were thigh deep in the water when I noticed the couple walking back down the beach past us.

The extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl waved, the Hindu bobbed his head in recognition, obviously checking us out.

We both waved back.

“Did you see him checking me out?” Naåīmah Furqān asked.

“I don’t know. Did you see me checking her out?”

“I thought you said I had the best body?”

“And how am I to know that if I don’t check out the competition?”

As we came up onto the beach, Naåīmah Furqān took my hand and turned south.

“Wanna go for a walk?”

“Are you up for it?” I asked, somewhat surprised after her earlier bashfulness.

“I don’t know if I could alone, but if you go…”

The area where we’d been was fairly uninhabited.

However about a quarter of a mile ahead there were many more people.

Some were swimming, some sunbathing, others walking around like we were.

Not all were nude, but most were.

We walked maybe a mile down the beach before we turned and retraced our steps.

Approaching our blanket, we could see where a new group had set up not too far from us.

They appeared to be two young couples, as we got closer it became clear that they were.

Not just young, but pretty good looking also.

“Ok Naåīmah Furqān, no comparing asses as we walk by.”

“I doubt you’ve got anything to be worried about the way you work out. But I won’t say a thing if you don’t compare boobs.”

“You seem to worry a lot about your boobs for a gal that has a dynamite body.”

“Go ahead, say it: dynamite body for a 38 year old.”

“Or a 28 year old.”

“You know who that looks like? That looks like, what did you call her? On the plane? Allah!  ̶  I think it is!”

I looked closer, and there was no doubt.

“Eye-Candy” was one of the two knockout blondes with two men that were obviously Marines, both had crew cuts and chiseled bodies.

They’d set up their blankets and towels just a feet from where our gear was.

As we walked up toward our blanket, we passed within just a few feet of the four which gave us plenty of time to review our new neighbor’s bodies.

“Eye Candy” was just as good looking naked as she had been on the airplane.

She had a completely smooth snatch, with only a small landing strip above.

Her tits were definitely artificial, much bigger than either she or her friend, and very nice to look at.

The other extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl had natural B cup boobs, one of which had a pierced nipple with a small ring hanging from it.

Unlike Eye Candy, she was completely clean shaven.

Both extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girls had thong bikini bottom marks, but it was obvious they’d spent quite a bit of time topless from the lack of untanned skin.

Glancing at the Hindus, they were also completely shaved, making their Uncut Hindu Cocks look quite large.

They saw us approaching the blanket, I saw Eye Candy glance at us with a second glance a moment later.

A slight double take, but I could tell she didn’t really recognize us, nor did she show a hint of bashfulness.

As her manner on the airplane had said, she didn’t mind showing off a bit.

As we got right in front of their towels, I raised a hand to wave and said,

“Heya Texas, how ya doing?”

She stopped and looked at me solidly, then answered,

“Do I know you?”

“I don’t think so.” I grinned, squeezing Naåīmah Furqān’s hand.

“Then how’d you know I’m from Texas?” she asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” I answered, barely able to contain my laughter, “They always do things bigger in Texas.”

Her mouth fell open.

Then she broke into a grin as she realized I was only having fun with her.

“We certainly do.” she answered, putting her hands under her boobs and hefting them, showing that she knew exactly what I was talking about.

She looked at me again with a slight look of recognition.

“I’ve seen you before.” Her eyes dropped, checking me out.

I knew there was some of me she’d certainly never seen before.

I laughed. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Actually we were sitting just behind you on the plane the other day.”

“Oh I remember.” Her voice betrayed her; she didn’t really have a clue who we were.

We didn’t stop or intrude any further on their party, just kept walking on with a wave.

We sat down on the towel, I started brushing the sand off my feet to lay down when Naåīmah Furqān leaned over to my ear and said,

Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Do you think we’ll get in trouble if I push you onto your back and climb on top and fuck your brains out?”

Her hand slid down, grasping my Uncut Hindu Cock which began to respond to her touch.

“I don’t know, does this mean that I’ve FINALLY gotten into your panties?”

Naåīmah Furqān shook her head no.

“No, but it’s definitely time to.”

Naåīmah Furqān glanced over at our neighbors, my eyes followed.

There were glances coming our way from all four of them.

Naåīmah Furqān smiled wickedly.

“Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Do you think they’d like to see us do it?”

“I think they would, but unless you want to spend the next couple of days in jail, we better not.”

Naåīmah Furqān let go of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

“Spoilsport. Then I guess you better just take me home.”

I pulled into the driveway, held the gate open to the yard for Naåīmah Furqān.

As I came through after her, Naåīmah Furqān threw her arms around me and began kissing me.

I kissed her back, dropping my shoes that I’d been carrying and almost immediately Naåīmah Furqān began pulling my shirt out of my pants.

I raised my strong Hindu arms so Naåīmah Furqān could pull it over my head but I was too tall for her.

I took the shirt from her grasp and her mouth found my nipples as I was pulling the shirt out of the way.

I reciprocated, working her shirt out, pulling her arms up and out of the way.

As soon as her shirt was clear, her face was again against my stomach, her tongue penetrating my belly button, her hands fumbling with my belt.

We stumbled further into the yard, somehow I unhooked her bra.

Naåīmah Furqān moved it out of the way and off her arms as I kissed her already hard nipples, salty from the ocean, into my mouth.

Her hands continued to fumble with my pants, the button of my Levi’s fighting her efforts.

I moved her hands, taking them myself and easily popping the button free.

I hooked my underwear and pants, my already hard Uncut Hindu Cock popping free, right into Naåīmah Furqān’s face as Naåīmah Furqān’d dropped to her knees.

“Allah! Allah Allah! It’s so handsome.” Naåīmah Furqān wrapped her hand around the shaft and engulfed the glands in her mouth.

Her tongue twirled around it.

Naåīmah Furqān continued down, several inches disappearing into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth before Naåīmah Furqān began pulling back out, sucking as she did so.

“Umm,” Naåīmah Furqān said as she pulled off, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān tongue licking up the Hindu shaft and teasing the soft spot just under the head.

Naåīmah Furqān looked up at me with a smile and said with her giggle

“It’s salty. I didn’t know I liked my meat salty,” and then sucked my Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth once again.

I reached down, running my fingers through her hair, enjoying the attention Naåīmah Furqān was slathering on my Uncut Hindu Cock which continued to grow harder to her ministrations.

I took her arms, lifting her from her knees.

Naåīmah Furqān reluctantly pulled off my Uncut Hindu Cock, hungrily sucking as long as she could before, I forced her to rise.

Reaching for her pants, I had to unzip them before I could work them off her hips, her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth devouring mine once again.

When I came to her panties, I hooked them to pull them down with her pants, when Naåīmah Furqān put a hand on mine.

Naåīmah Furqān pulled away from our kiss, huskily saying,

“Did I say you could get into my panties yet?”

“Yes.” I growled as I jerked her panties and shorts down, the smell of aroused Sunni Musalmān Beauty immediately noticeable.

I slid my hand between her legs, unable to spread them as her pants were only down to her knees, but my fingers easily penetrated her hot sex, Naåīmah Furqān was dripping in arousal.

I reached down and pushed her pants down further until Naåīmah Furqān pulled one foot out and stepped on them to pull her other foot out.

We stumbled backwards to the stairs by the pool where I sat her down and pushed her back.

Spreading her willing legs with my own I slipped forward, my Uncut Hindu Cock rooting around once, twice, before finding the hot soft spot that easily accepted my advances.

No need for foreplay, two days of foreplay had left us both crying for relief.

Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me home.

“Allah! Allah Allah!” Naåīmah Furqān said, her legs moving in concert with my own rhythm, pulling me into her again and again.

The pent up frustration of the previous days and nights had addled my mind, I was in no mood to worry about getting her off, making it good for her, all I wanted was to sate my own Hindu lust.

Apparently Naåīmah Furqān didn’t need me too, Naåīmah Furqān began coming before I did.

It wasn’t a long lovemaking session, but neither of us needed it.

What we needed was hard, fast, lusty fucking which is exactly what we did.

I sensed Naåīmah Furqān was coming more than recognized it, and moments later as I began spurting a load into her hot cunny Naåīmah Furqān locked her ankles to hold me in place.

I collapsed against her, pinning her uncomfortably against the steps leading to the pool, until Naåīmah Furqān told me I had to get off as I was killing her back.

I rocked back, pulling her with me, her legs still wrapped around me, until I could stand.

Turning, I easily carried her – still impaled on my Uncut Hindu Cock – to the sun lounge.

As I laid her back, my still unsoftening Uncut Hindu Cock fell from her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, followed by a flood of cum.

“Allah,” Naåīmah Furqān sighed in extreme relief, “Allah! I needed that, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!”

“I’ve needed that for two days” I smiled and winked at Naåīmah Furqān.

Still the minx, Naåīmah Furqān giggled.

“Yeah, but wasn’t it worth the wait?”

Her hand reached down and grasped my cum covered Uncut Hindu Cock, squeezing it, feeling its slipperiness.

It didn’t respond, I knew it would be a few minutes before it would.

“I guess we decided we didn’t need condoms.” I commented.

“I’m glad.” Naåīmah Furqān pulled me to her, leaning forward Naåīmah Furqān took the head of my soft Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth and began trying to get me up.

I groaned as her tongue and lips caressed my glands.

“It’s too much,” I said, putting my hand on her head to move it away, “It’s too sensitive right now. Give me a couple of minutes, I’ll come back  ̶  I promise.”

Reluctantly Naåīmah Furqān pulled away, and we rearranged ourselves to cuddle a bit.

It rapidly became too hot to just lie there in the sun.

I began to move, Naåīmah Furqān sat up, cupping her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy with her hand.

Naåīmah Furqān said she’d be right back and headed for the bathroom.

I headed for the pool.

Moments later Naåīmah Furqān returned.

I admired her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body as for the first time I was able to sit back and just watch her walking around fully naked.

“You seem to be getting used to going naked,” I said as Naåīmah Furqān was about to join me in the pool.

Naåīmah Furqān stopped on the steps, throwing her arms out to the side, palms up, striking a pose reminiscent of a painting I’d once seen of Venus by some Renaissance painter.

“Ta da!” Naåīmah Furqān grinned, “I’m a convert  ̶  I may never put on clothes again, if I’m with you, neither let you!”

“That ought to make for an interesting plane flight.”

The smile almost instantly disappeared from her face as Naåīmah Furqān stepped forward, down the stairs and into my awaiting arms.

Naåīmah Furqān rested her head on my shoulder and sighed.

“I guess I do have to go home tomorrow, don’t I?”

“All good things end sooner or later.” I kissed her.

Naåīmah Furqān raised her face to mine; her kiss was but only in response.

We’d been standing in what for me was only waist deep water; I began walking backward into deeper water to lean against the side of the pool.

Naåīmah Furqān followed, our kissing unbroken.

I was neck deep and I wrapped my legs around Naåīmah Furqān, her arms around my waist.

“Have you ever done it in a pool?” Naåīmah Furqān asked, finally relinquishing her suction on my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I nodded affirmatively.

“Yeah, but it’s not the best. Water washes all the slickery away, the skin binds together too much.”

“Oh.” Naåīmah Furqān sounded disappointed.

I’d taken a few more steps into shallower water, so that I could comfortably stand with my face just above the level of the pool deck.

“I can tell you what does work best in a pool however.”

“Oh, what’s that?”

“This.” I said, suddenly grabbing her waist and hoisting her onto the side of the pool, the buoyancy of the water making it easy to lift her out.

Naåīmah Furqān squealed in laughter, but didn’t fight as I sat her on the side, spreading her legs and putting them around my waist.

I looked up into her face and started to go to work on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit the way I’d always done with my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān women, whether Sunni, Shiå or Aħmadī, with my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I remembered that Naåīmah Furqān’d said her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit was too sensitive for that treatment.

I started by putting my Uncut Hindu Cock between her lips, rubbing and penetrating.

I concentrated on everything but her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, rubbing her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips, penis fucking, with an occasional tickle of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit with my Uncut Hindu Cock thrown in for good measure.

I looked back up to her face, Naåīmah Furqān took a hand and ran it through my balls, caressing the each of them.

Somehow I understood that although I thought I was doing good, it wasn’t the best for her.

I pulled my Uncut Hindu Penis back out of the way, replacing it with itself again, pressing against the inside of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina.

Her eyes closed as I worked her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy the way I’d seen her do it earlier, the increase in moisture coming from her telling me I was doing good things.

I took my other hand and began rubbing around her mons, squeezing her lips, pushing hard against her  ̶  basically doing what previously I would have construed as mistreating her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Naåīmah Furqān loved it.

Naåīmah Furqān occasionally let out a moan of pleasure, but mostly her hips and legs were writhing to my touch.

I rapidly learned to tell what was the best, and toward the end her bottom began to come off the decking, her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān pelvis rising to my Hindu touch.

I sensed and felt the tension increasing in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body, but still I made no attempt to touch her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit again.

I removed my Uncut Hindu Cock and leaned forward to insert it once again, finding that whereas before Naåīmah Furqān’d been wet, now Naåīmah Furqān was practically gushing with moisture.

I reinserted my Uncut Hindu Penis, and realized that I could now see the tip of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit protruding from the protecting skin.

Pulling her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips I exposed it more and more until it stood proudly, a pink glistening pearl begging for attention.

Her hips were now thrusting toward my Uncut Hindu Cock, her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body begging for release, but still I held back.

Naåīmah Furqān had originally been holding herself upright with her arms, but she’d long since given up, now lying flat on her back.

Her occasional moans had become more of a quavering “Allah, OH, OH, Allah!”, and were now nearly continuous.

I sensed her need, and finally relented, moving my Uncut Hindu Cock just enough to lean forward and rub her little pink Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, rubbing my Uncut Hindu Penis hard back and forth across it.

Naåīmah Furqān instantly erupted in orgasm.

Her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pelvis was trying to pull away as her legs wrapped around my waist pulling me closer.

Her whole body convulsed, and I felt a jet of liquid squirt against my Hindu groin as her “Allah Allah” changed to “Yā Allaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyāaaaaaaaaaaaa! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāaaaaaat! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beautieeeees! OH FUCK! Fuck me. Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee haaaaaard, you Hindu brute!”

Her hands once again found my hair, pulling my waist against her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Sunni Musalmān Pelvis, Naåīmah Furqān convulsed a second, and then a third time, before her hands began to push against me.

I relinquished my rubbing to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, letting my Uncut Hindu Cock rest against it, feeling it throb as I did so.

A few moments later I wiggled my Uncut Hindu Cock, feeling her convulse as I did so.

“Don’t… don’t Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! ….it’s too much…too much” Naåīmah Furqān panted.

I stopped my Uncut Hindu Cock once again, withdrawing slightly.

I took my hand and wiped my Hindu groin of the extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl cum that had sprayed all over there, realizing as I did so that Naåīmah Furqān was a squirter.

I’d heard of them, but never actually met one before.

I washed my groin with pool water.

Her legs were still draped over my waist.

I pulled them off, letting them down into the water and moving sideways, pulled myself up onto the deck beside her.

Her head rolled sideways, a hand came up to shield her eyes as Naåīmah Furqān looked over at me. “I didn’t know you were a squirter.”

“I didn’t either…..what’s a squirter?”

“When you came, you squirted cum all over my groin. Some women do it when they orgasm.”

“Is that what happened? Allah  ̶  that was so good, so good.”

“I kinda thought you liked that.”

“You’ve got no idea. I swear, that’s what I’ve always dreamed of. My husband would go down on me but it was never like that. He’d always spend so much time on my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, he just never understood no matter what I said. I mean, he’d make me cum, but never like that.”

Naåīmah Furqān rolled over onto her side, I put my arm out and Naåīmah Furqān used it as a pillow.

“Can we go take a nap? I’m suddenly so sleepy.”

“A good orgasm does that to you.”

“Umm, hmmm.”

“Slide into the pool and wash off and we’ll go in out of the sun.”

“Do we have to?”

“Either that or you’ll turn into a lobster. The lotion is all gone and you’re beginning to get pink.”

Chapter 5

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

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

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

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

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90. The Extent

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

92.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

93. Three sons three Ammīs

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

99.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

124. The everincreasing infinite lust

125. The women in my life

126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127.  A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

152. The Chairman: 4

153. The Chairman: 5

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

29. Kabhī nahīn chāhā

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3

7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4

8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5

9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6

10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7

11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8

12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9

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

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

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

16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2

19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

36. Saamved: Mantr 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

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

42.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

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

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

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


The Chairman:3

The Chairman

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Naåīmah Furqān moaned.

“Do you want me to slide those cute little panties off and my shorts off and slide my Uncut Hindu Cock into your extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt right now?” I was stroking her nipples, acting like I was pulling them again, but my fingers kept slipping right off.

I could tell Naåīmah Furqān was getting quite worked up, much like when Naåīmah Furqān’d come earlier.

“Yes.” Naåīmah Furqān hissed.

“Yes what?”

“Yes I want you in me.”

“Oh don’t worry; you’ll get that all right, even forever, but not tonight. The only thing going in you tonight is your fingers, if you want. Do you want that? You yourself requested no penetration from me tonight. Didn’t you?”

“Ye….yes” Naåīmah Furqān stuttered.

“Why don’t you reach down and slide those pants and panties off right now then. Do you need my help?”

Naåīmah Furqān, regretting her earlier attitude, shook her head no.

She wanted my Uncut Hindu Penis into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt right now.

Naåīmah Furqān wanted it very bad.

She wanted rough and savage penetrations of my Uncut Hindu Cock there.

It was a tragedy she herself had requested against it.

Allah!

Allah!

Naåīmah Furqān had never anticipated I’d act with so self respect.

She’d thought I’d fuck her as soon as she wanted me inside her.

Allah!

Allah!

Was I humiliating her for her denial to my proposal?

I reached up and nudged her head around sticking my tongue into her mouth.

Naåīmah Furqān sucked hungrily it down her throat in response, as if it was not my tongue; it was my Uncut Hindu Cock itself, in her Sunni Musalmān mouth instead.

I began to feel her hands working on her pants.

Soon Naåīmah Furqān was trying to move them off her hips.

I helped her raise up to free them from the chair, and soon extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Beauty, Naåīmah Furqān, was naked in my strong Hindu arms.

“Oh yes my beautiful lady.” I whispered in her ear, kissing her ear, then kissing her cheek and hair.

I moved my hands from her Sunni Musalmān breasts.

“Reach up now and show me how you tweak your own nipples.”

Naåīmah Furqān did as I instructed.

“Oh yes, is that good?” Naåīmah Furqān nodded.

“Good, is there enough lube on them? Do you want some more?”

Naåīmah Furqān moaned and nodded.

She knew I was teasing her for my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I was making her crazy for my Uncut Hindu Penis.

Yet, she couldn’t help it.

Naåīmah Furqān wanted my Uncut Hindu Cock so bad in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt right now.

I reached to the table, took just another small dab and placed it on my finger tip.

I slid my own hands down and added my fingers to hers on her Sunni Musalmān breasts for a moment.

“Show me, Baby. Make yourself cum for me.”

Naåīmah Furqān ran the palm of her left hand ran down her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body, her fingertips raised, as they were covered with lube.

When Naåīmah Furqān got down to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān pubic area, her fingers obviously wiped the lube in the vicinity of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, and then her hand continued to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Labia.

As Naåīmah Furqān pulled on them, a pronounced Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit became visible where it had been hidden by the large extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Labial folds, her right hand moving down to join her left.

Pinching her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Labia on either side, Naåīmah Furqān was able to twist and pull and move them, I suppose similar to the extra skin on a Uncut Hindu Penis.

As Naåīmah Furqān did so, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit protruded from her folds.

Naåīmah Furqān pinched and rubbed them together, something that I wouldn’t have thought pleasurable, however Naåīmah Furqān obviously did.

Naåīmah Furqān pressed with her fingertips all around her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vulva, rubbing surprisingly hard, everywhere – except on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit.

As Naåīmah Furqān did this, her now exposed Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, visibly expanded.

Its growing pinkness was begging for my Hindu attention.

Naåīmah Furqān finally touched it with her right hand, her middle finger gently sliding and diddling back and forth across her bean.

Naåīmah Furqān moved her finger so she could cup her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Mound with the left.

It allowed her to press hard and rub on the entire area.

Naåīmah Furqān eased up and again began gently diddling her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit while her other middle finger disappeared inside herself.

Her right hand came back up to her nipples, gently circling them with a finger and then taking them between her thumb and forefinger twisting them as if Naåīmah Furqān were spinning a top.

For the first time I caught the faint smell of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, undoubtedly from her fingers.

“Oh yes, baby. Is that good? Is it good with a finger inside yourself? I whispered in her ear as her head was slightly sideways.

Her hand moved faster, plunging her middle finger in and out rapidly, then stopping, her finger deep inside, rubbing some unseen spot.

Her right hand went back down to her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān groin, lightly touching her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, once  ̶  twice, flicking it rapidly for a moment, then began pressing hard on her pubic bone just below it.

Her left hand would plunge in or out once or twice, then her right hand rubbed hard back and forth against the area.

I could feel the tension building in her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body, her Sunni Musalmān breasts silhouetted between my face and her nether regions, now showing tight erect nipples on her luscious extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Mounds, the warm melting of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body against me gradually stiffening as her concentration was between her legs.

Her rough handling of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vaginal areas was surprising me.

I’d always treated every extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy more delicately than Naåīmah Furqān did.

With her hands busy below, I moved my hands back to her Sunni Musalmān breasts.

No sooner did I begin playing with her once again engorged nipples, circling and gently twisting around them as Naåīmah Furqān just had, than Naåīmah Furqān began moaning and writhing.

Naåīmah Furqān moved her left hand up and pulled the skin away from around her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, making the pink little nib appear that much larger.

Naåīmah Furqān took her right hand that had been gently stroking her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit and pressed hard just above the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit itself rubbing hard back and forth.

Her shoulders began to hunch under me.

Naåīmah Furqān began to buckle in towards her pelvis, her entire body collapsing in on itself until suddenly Naåīmah Furqān exploded outward, her back arching, her pelvis shoving forward.

Her finger continued their buzz saw attack above her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, her back arching a second, then a third time before her fingers stilled.

I’d quit on her nipples as soon as Naåīmah Furqān began to cum, just holding her Sunni Musalmān breasts in my hand, her nipples hard in my palms.

Just rubbing my thumbs across her nipples was enough to make her twitch again.

Naåīmah Furqān lay there in my strong Hindu arms, panting for breath.

I hadn’t realized Naåīmah Furqān’d been holding it.

I watched as her fingers continued to caress herself, at first only occasionally touching her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit itself, gradually touching it more as Naåīmah Furqān came down from her high.

My hands rested on her Sunni Musalmān breasts, cupping them as they perfectly fit my hands.

Naåīmah Furqān sighed, contentedly.

Suddenly Naåīmah Furqān took my twitching Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, and began to suck me wildly.

I smiled.

I did not resist.

I let her suck my Uncut Hindu Cock as wildly, as savagely, as ravenously, as Naåīmah Furqān wanted to.

I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger in response.

“Do you like them?” Naåīmah Furqān managed to ask me taking my Uncut Hindu Cock out of her mouth and taking it back again.

“Your nipples?” I responded. “Of course. Natures baubles  ̶  jewelry of the Sunni Musalmān breast.”

Naåīmah Furqān giggled, followed by an “umm” of enjoyment before she said “I can’t say as I’ve ever heard nipples described that way, but I was asking about my boobies.”

I cupped her Sunni Musalmān breasts in response, pulling tightly against her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.

“I think they’re wonderful.”

“You don’t think they’re too medium?”

“Too medium? I think they’re absolutely perfect. Why would you think such a thing?”

“My husband. He always said I needed a boob job.”

“Again, all I can say is your husband was a damnfool.”

“Really?”

“Really!”

Naåīmah Furqān was silent for a moment, just leaning back against me.

“You know, I think I made a mistake.”

I tensed slightly, mulling over in my mind what had transpired between us.

Nothing came to mind.

“What mistake?”

Naåīmah Furqān didn’t even hesitate.

“I should have kept my panties on twenty years ago” Naåīmah Furqān said, twisting to where we could again kiss but not separating our bodies.

Her mouth rose to mine, our kiss involved tongue sucking and moaning.

Naåīmah Furqān finally pulled away.

“Back then, I remember it was all about getting into each other’s pants. If I’d known sex could be this good without putting out I wouldn’t have a daughter.”

In response, I pulled her hard against me, our mouths dueling in passion, her now naked extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body pressed against my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Her hand slid down to my pants, as it was once more inside now, after her great sucking.

Naåīmah Furqān rolled aside slightly and squeezed the hard Hindu package that greeted her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hand.

Now it was my turn to moan.

“You’d better put your panties back on if you really intend not to have sex with me.” I threatened.

In response, Sunni Musalmān her hand stroked up and down once, her thumb wrapping over the top, stroking back and forth once.

“Not yet,” Naåīmah Furqān answered. “I still want to watch you, I want to see you do yourself. I want to see that big hard Uncut Hindu Cock once again.”

I growled in response, her sexy talk had me writhing in my pants.

I pulled her to me, my hand crushed between my chest and her Sunni Musalmān breast.

Her rock hard nipple stayed in place against my palm as I moved my hand.

With my other hand I again reached down to her bottom, inching my way toward her crotch and the awaiting Promised Land from behind.

Naåīmah Furqān realized where my hand was inching and suddenly pulled away, spinning and standing up only to plant herself in the chair directly opposite.

“No! You can’t have me. I’m still an ardent Muslimah and you are a Hindu. Al Qur’an Al Kareem states:

Va lā tunkiħū almusharikīn, ħattā’ yu’minū.’” Naåīmah Furqān said, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Naåīmah Furqān slid down in the chair, bringing her legs up, opening herself up for my eyes.

I was seeing her nether region straight on for the first time, but the look of a Sunni Musalmān lust on her face was almost as enjoyable as the glistening lips and show Naåīmah Furqān was giving me below.

Her hand spread her lips again, her pink extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy exposed.

Naåīmah Furqān pulled back hard on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit covering, the little pink button popping up for my eyes to see.

Naåīmah Furqān dipped a finger into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, pulling her juices up to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit where Naåīmah Furqān ran one finger around it again and again.

“Show me! Take it out! Allah, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I want to talk dirty to you! I want to make you want me. Do you want me? Tomorrow I want to suck your Uncut Hindu Cock but now I want to see you jack off again. I want to see you beat it, hard, like you did before.” Naåīmah Furqān pressed hard against her Mons, rubbed back and forth, then moved her hands down and began masturbating more like she had before.

Her fingers of one hand were dipped into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, pushing hard on the inside while the fingers of the other were abusing the entire area around her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, only occasionally stroke her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit itself.

In the meantime I hadn’t hesitated, I’d shucked my shorts, and now I was naked also.

I was sitting on the edge of the seat now, my Uncut Hindu Cock in her hand, slowly stroking as Naåīmah Furqān frigged herself, her fingers a blur against her pubic bone.

“Do you like your Uncut Hindu Cock sucked? Tomorrow I’m going to suck your Uncut Hindu Cock.” Naåīmah Furqān pulled her fingers out of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, taking them to her mouth and sucking her own juices from her fingers.

“Sometime I want to try a Sunni Musalmān Beauty. The thought just makes me so hot.” Her chatter was practically nonstop, sometime nonsensical, sometime coherent but all nasty. “Let me masturbate you, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!  too as I masturbate myself. Am I doing it fast enough? Are you going to cum? I want you to cum with me. Let me beat it. Make yourself cum when I cum…… Allah!

This is so hot. I’ve never been so slutty before.”

Naåīmah Furqān was stroking me, not holding back.

I could tell I was getting close, my own breathing so ragged I was out of control.

Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān fist on my excited Uncut Hindu Cock was working more and harder now.

Suddenly, Naåīmah Furqān slowed down my stroking, crossing my legs to restrict the blood flow to my Uncut Hindu Cock, then working more and more blood into it, making it swell even more.

Naåīmah Furqān kept squeezing blood into it, making it bigger and harder.

“Naåīmah Furqān darling, How about you,” I asked, “do you like my Uncut Hindu Cock?”

“Allah! Yes. It’s so attractive.” The head was now purple and swollen beyond anything Naåīmah Furqān’d yet seen, but still Naåīmah Furqān forced it bigger, the blood vessels popping out on the sides of the shaft like a giant dildo.

Naåīmah Furqān remembered the lube, looking over at the end table; the tube was still where she’d left it.

Naåīmah Furqān took her hand, spread a dab in her palm and rubbed it on the head of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I groaned the sensation almost too much.

“Are you ready? Are you going to cum with me?”

It was almost more than I could take the slickness of the lube in her hand on my hypersensitive glands.

“Al…most,” Naåīmah Furqān panted.

“Al….most……..” Naåīmah Furqān was arching her back, her fingers now rubbing directly on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit, and as her arch collapsed, I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Standing, my body telling me to thrust deep in her hand, I staggered forward and collapsed, catching myself on her chair with one hand, my cum spurting onto her belly.

I didn’t even know if Naåīmah Furqān noticed at first, her own orgasm taking her senses away.

Naåīmah Furqān jerked my Uncut Hindu Cock hard, again, and then again, each time a gob of my Hindu spunk firing onto her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān belly, my balls aching.

The urge to shoot eased.

Naåīmah Furqān continued to stroke lighter now, milking the last of my Hindu semen out of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Naåīmah Furqān had stopped her own masturbation too, her fingers now spreading my Hindu cum on her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān belly, rubbing gobs of it between her fingers.

My own thought processes began to come back to life, and I told her I’d be right back and went and got her some Kleenex to clean the cum off her belly.

When I got back Naåīmah Furqān’d started pulling her panties back on, pulling them the rest of the way in place after Naåīmah Furqān’d cleaned my seed from her belly.

I suggested we could take a shower.

Naåīmah Furqān said,

“We’d better do it alone  ̶  or I’d be tempted to break my vow.”

“Are you still sticking with that?” I asked.

Naåīmah Furqān nodded teasingly.

“For heavens sake, why?”

Naåīmah Furqān just looked at me, then with a smirk said,

“Are you arguing with the result?”

I just looked at her, not comprehending at first what Naåīmah Furqān meant, then broke into a grin myself.

“Gotta admit, it’s been pretty hot.”

Naåīmah Furqān went into the guest bathroom and closed the door.

I went to my own, took a shower and shaved, and I was still done before her.

I put on some pajama bottoms and was back in the kitchen finishing cleaning up when I heard her come back out.

Naåīmah Furqān was wearing an oversize t-shirt, I couldn’t tell what else.

We took the last of the wine down to the living room where the picture window overlooked the valley.

We sat on opposite ends of the couch.

Naåīmah Furqān looked out the window.

When Naåīmah Furqān looked away from the window, I could tell her mood had changed.

“Durgesh, I suppose you think I’m a total slut.” Naåīmah Furqān paused but I said nothing.

Naåīmah Furqān continued,

“I’m really not  ̶  I’ve never done anything like this before.”

I nodded, took a sip of my juice.

Naåīmah Furqān glanced back out the window.

“We were out there on the balcony  ̶  do you suppose any of the neighbors saw us?”

I shook my head.

“No. Possible, but I doubt it. If anyone was outside they might have heard us, but even then sound is funny on the hillside, it tends to go straight out, voice are reflected by the deck so the neighbors normally can’t hear anything.”

Naåīmah Furqān nodded.

“I’d forgotten how much I missed being touched,” Naåīmah Furqān said quietly, the neighbors forgotten.

“What do you mean?”

Naåīmah Furqān didn’t answer immediately, finally asking,

“When was the last time ‘you’ had sex with an extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Beauty?”

I pondered the question, not that I didn’t know  ̶  just wondering what Naåīmah Furqān wanted to know for.

The last thing I wanted was a jealous argument from a Sunni Musalmān Beauty I hadn’t even bedded yet.

“Oh, I don’t know  ̶  not that long.”

“I haven’t had sex in four years with anyone.” Naåīmah Furqān said this as if it defined everything about her.

Naåīmah Furqān took a sip of wine.

“And the funny thing is  ̶  I’ve had better sex here today with you than I did in my entire 16 years of marriage. Do you know I was married for four years before I ever had an orgasm? If it hadn’t been for a girlfriend…” Naåīmah Furqān faded off.

“I really love it when you touch me, when your hands are all over me. Aħmad didn’t touch me much, with him it was all about him. You know, I’ll bet I gave him ten thousand blow jobs over the years, and I think in that entire time he went down on me maybe twice. He always wanted me to get a boob job, said I was too flat.” Naåīmah Furqān spat the last out.

“You know how I found out he was having an affair? He wanted me to give him a blow job and his cut small Cock smelled like extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy. I told him we needed to take a shower first but I knew.”

“How’d you find out for sure?”

“I followed him. I checked with the secretary at work, told her I had to get some papers signed and Naåīmah Furqān let me look at his calendar to see where he was. On the day I suspected something, it said he’d been visiting one company just before noon, and I noticed he was going there regularly, always about noon and always for a couple of hours, longer than anywhere else. The next time he was scheduled there, I traded cars with my girlfriend so he wouldn’t notice me, and just followed him. I found his car at the business he was at before, and followed him to the next one. He didn’t even have to go in, She was waiting outside; he just picked her up and they drove to a hotel. I waited about ten minutes, and followed him inside. I told the girl at the desk I was there to meet my husband, he’d just called but I’d forgotten what he told me the room number was and asked if she could give me a key also. She was a little suspicious but I showed her my ID – and she gave me a key. He’d registered as Mr. and Mrs.  ̶ so there was no reason not to. I just opened the door  ̶  and there they were. They hadn’t even locked the door.”

“So what did you do?”

“He heard the door open, he was on his back and Salmah was on top of him. I had my camera in my hand, I just took a picture said, “I want a divorce” and walked out. That was just about 4 years ago.” Naåīmah Furqān didn’t sound bitter; it was just all matter of fact.

Naåīmah Furqān took another sip of her wine.

“I look back now, and it was always that way. When we first started dating, I’d give him a blow job almost every night. He was eager to get in my pants, and I was eager to let him. We did it almost immediately, but we always used condoms. Then we went to our senior prom, and afterward he and a buddy had rented a hotel room. We didn’t find out or realize we didn’t have any condoms until we got there. A month later I missed my period and we got married later that summer.”

I just nodded.

What was there to say?

“You know, the funny thing, before today  ̶  that night was, what would I call it  ̶  Nastiest? Sluttiest? I don’t know, probably just naughtiest night I’ve ever had. The room had two beds, but they were in the same room. Even with the lights out, there was enough light to see. The other girl, Mahjabīn, had big boobs. Aħmad was always talking about how great her boobs were, and he got to see them all that night. Mahjabīn was really proud of them and didn’t mind showing them off. I guess I might have been that way if they were mine too.”

“You don’t have anything to be envious of.” I interrupted. “Chances are hers now hang to her knees and yours are still perfect.”

Naåīmah Furqān laughed lightly,

“Allah! Allah! I hope so.”

“It’s the truth.”

“Whatever.” Naåīmah Furqān started back into her story. “Mahjabīn had this backless, strapless gown that must have been held up by magic. When her boyfriend unzipped it, Mahjabīn just took it off. All Mahjabīn was wearing was panties and Aħmad’s eyes just about bugged out. Mahjabīn didn’t put on anything more than panties until we left the next day when Mahjabīn put her gown back on. I don’t know if Aħmad ever felt her up  ̶  I suspect he might have, but Mahjabīn certainly wasn’t afraid to let him look. I was a little more bashful, I made Aħmad give me his t-shirt. Still, making love with another couple in the same room, even with the lights out we could see what they were doing and they could see what we were doing, I’ve got to admit that was pretty hot.” Naåīmah Furqān looked up at me. “Am I boring you?”

“Not at all.”

“That’s about it anyway. Next thing I know I’m pregnant and married and thinking is that all there is?” And then I’m an Ammījān and finishing college and there isn’t much time for much of anything. And then one day I’m over to a girlfriend’s house, and we’re back in her bedroom and she’d left her vibrator out on the bed stand. I didn’t even know what it was at first. She was all embarrassed when I asked what it was, and then when she realized I really didn’t know what it was, well, she made me borrow it.”

“Until then, I really hadn’t realized what I’d been missing. I mean, Aħmad and I had sex, and it always felt good, but not all THAT good, and suddenly I found out what I’d been missing. Aħmad always liked to attack my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit. I’d always known I’d just get numb really quick but it still felt good, and then with that vibrator I had my first orgasm. That’s when I realized sex with Aħmad wasn’t really all that good, but no matter how hard I tried, he never changed.” Naåīmah Furqān set her now empty wine glass on the table.

“More?” I asked.

Naåīmah Furqān shook her head no, pulling her legs up underneath herself, feet facing me.

Naåīmah Furqān was wearing panties I noticed.

“When we divorced I had my vibrator and my daughter Fātimah, until she went off to college, and then all I had was my vibrator. Fātimah knew what had happened with me and her dad, I didn’t hide anything. When Fātimah got old enough and started dating she told me that I should start seeing other people too, but I didn’t do it. Then when Fātimah and I went to the beach and Fātimah made me realize there was still more to life. We were at South Beach, we had a hotel right on the beach. I didn’t realize that so many extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girls were going topless these days. Fātimah shocked me at first when she took hers off and even more that Fātimah kept trying to convince me I should take mine off too. I untied it when I was lying down, but I didn’t have the nerve to take it off. I should have, after today if we ever go again I will. Anyway, I’d been conversing with Arjun online for quite a while, and when he suggested I come out for the weekend….well, I thought I actually knew him but that was a disaster.” Naåīmah Furqān looked up at me, shrugged her shoulders.

“So there it is, I haven’t had sex in about four years, and even then it wasn’t very good. I’ve never really done anything slutty in my entire life until today and you have me running around outside naked and masturbating in front of you and dreaming about what it’s going to be like to go to bed with you.”

I looked at her, nodding to indicate I was still listening.

“So what did you mean by ‘not too long ago’ for when you last had sex with an extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl?” Naåīmah Furqān continued.

“What difference does it make? I mean, it’s no one you know….”

Naåīmah Furqān didn’t hesitate but just a second.

“Truthfully, I’ve never liked condoms. I brought a box of them, just in case it worked out with Arjun and I and he didn’t have any. I feel like I know you better in 24 hours than I thought I knew him, and…” Naåīmah Furqān left the sentence hanging.

“And you were hoping we wouldn’t have too.” I smiled.

Naåīmah Furqān nodded, almost appearing sheepish.

“You’re not worried about getting pregnant?”

It didn’t make any difference, but Naåīmah Furqān didn’t know that.

“I’ve been back on the pill ever since our trip to Miami.”

“That’s good, but it wouldn’t make any difference, I had a vasectomy years ago.”

“So, you’ve been around? I mean, I know you were married and all but….”

“But have I been sleeping around?” I finished for her.

I shook my head no.

“Not sleeping around, but I haven’t been out of circulation either.”

Now that I knew what Naåīmah Furqān was asking and why, I had no reason not to tell her.

“There’s a neighbor Sunni Musalmān Beauty that I see a couple of times a week. I was with her last week before I left.”

“Oh.” I could sense her deflating. “But it’s not quite what you think.”

“What’s to think? You’re single and attractive and you’ve got a neighbor….”

It suddenly dawned on her as to what it might mean,

“Is she married?”

“Yes, but I said it’s not what you think.”

“You’re having an affair with a married neighbor Sunni Musalmān Beauty and it’s not what I think? I don’t understand.”

“Zaynab Raħmān and her husband Raħīm live across the street. I wouldn’t have had an affair with her except that her husband asked me to – or gave me permission to, or whatever. You see, Raħīm’s a quadriplegic, almost totally helpless. Broke his neck in an auto accident a few years ago. After it, Zaynab Raħmān came over one morning to offer me a cup of coffee and found me pretty much the same way you did, and well  ̶  one thing eventually led to another. It’s not that we’re dating, or cheating on her husband  ̶  Raħīm knows. He told me his extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife, Zaynab Raħmān; was too young to be a nun, he just asked that I don’t take her from him. I guess you’d say we’re fuck buddies. Zaynab Raħmān calls or comes over; there’re times I’ve called to see if Zaynab Raħmān was busy  ̶  but generally Zaynab Raħmān comes to me.”

Naåīmah Furqān watched me carefully.

I didn’t say anything for a moment.

“Not quite what you thought. Was it?”

Naåīmah Furqān nodded in agreement.

“Not quite.”

I reached over, Naåīmah Furqān took my hand.

“I’m fairly certain I’m clean if that’s what you’re asking. I had another couple that we were playmates with early in our marriage, but they moved away years ago. Other than that, I haven’t been with anyone besides my countless extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women and Zaynab Raħmān in years. And Zaynab Raħmān says she hasn’t either. In fact, from your description are you certain your husband wasn’t playing around with others?”

Naåīmah Furqān shook her head no.

“No, actually I’m pretty sure he was. I don’t know who or when, but looking back I’m pretty sure he did.”

Naåīmah Furqān looked and reached for her wine glass, I realized we were both empty.

“I’ll get us some more” I told her, setting my empty glass on the table. “Be right back.”

When I got back Naåīmah Furqān started talking while I was filling the glasses.

“It didn’t dawn on me at first that maybe he had. I’d already filed for divorce. I knew he’d been having sex with someone else, that he’d been cheating on me. I was just numb for weeks, and then my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girlfriend asked the same question  ̶  if she’d been the only one.”

Naåīmah Furqān took a sip from her wine.

“Um, that’s good. Anyway, it began to bother me; that I didn’t know anything, that I didn’t know what he might have gotten and given to me. I felt fine, but there was that nagging doubt, you know?”

“Yeah, I’ll bet.”

“So I went in and got tested. Everything came back negative.”

We sat silently for a few moments.

I pulled her to me, Naåīmah Furqān turned in the couch and leaned back against me, snuggling in.

“It’s so nice just to be held again.” Naåīmah Furqān smiled seductively.

Chapter 4

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

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

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

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

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90. The Extent

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

92.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

93. Three sons three Ammīs

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

99.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

124. The everincreasing infinite lust

125. The women in my life

126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127.  A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15.