Méré Dil Né Kahā: 1

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Chodté Hī Tujhé

Méré Dil Né Kahā

Zindgī Bhar Tujhé Chodtā Hī Rahoon

A long constructive SEX THRILLER in Urdu/Hindi:
Fun and gravity both simultaneously

Chapter 1

Vaqārunnisā Saiyad yah samajh chuki thi ki Durgesh usé āsāni sé hargiz nahin mil saktā.
Sāħirā Durgesh par dilo jān sé nisār hai aur voh usé Durgesh kā Lund tak hargiz nahin pakadne dégi.
Durgesh kā Lund!
Allah!
Durgesh kā Hindu Lund!
Apni Saiyad Muslim Chūt sahlāyee Vaqārunnisā Saiyad né!
Kitni pyasi hai uski Saiyad Muslim Chūt Durgesh ka Hindu Lund nigalne ke liyé.
College ki sāri Ħasīn Laundiyāon ke sar par ājkal bas yahi ek bhoot savār hai ki Durgesh ko patākar kis taraħ usse chudvāyā jāyé aur kahān.
Kisi ko yah aħsās tak nahin thā ki yah voh kyā kar rahi hain.
Voh izzat jise bachā sakne ke liye sharīf lađkiyān aur sharīf åuraten apni jan tak de deti hain, use voh kħud apne hāthon Durgesh ki nagn Hindu god men lutāne ke liye kyon itni pāgal ho rahi hain.
Ākħir koi intihā bhi hai is pāgalpan ki?
Bus, Durgesh kā lund!
Durgesh kā Hindu Lund mātr chāhiye har kisi ko apni naujavān Chūt ke ander, jaise Durgesh ke ålavā aur koi yuvak aisā båqī raha hi nahin jiske pās lund ho!
“Tum logon ko kyā problem hai bhai?” Stella Gilbert jhunjhlāi hui āvāz men boli, “Tum logon ke liye to voh Hindu Laundā khud apnā
Hindu Lund hāth men pakadkar ghoomtā rahtā hai ki hai koi Muslim Chūt jo mere is Hindu Lund ki pyās bujhāyé!”
Sab khilkhilākar hans pađin.
“Ab itnā bhī āsān nahīn hai hum logon ke liyé bhī.” Zāhidā munh banākar bolī, “Thīk hai ki Durgesh né apnī zindgī men jo pahlī lađkī chodī voh ittifāq sé Musalmān thi.”
“Ittifāq sé nahīn, ittifāq sé hargiz nahīn!” Stella Gilbert ne apne pair patkħé, “Tum Musalmān Laundiyāyen Durgesh ke peechhe hāth dhokar pađī hui thin. Phir ismen ittifāq ki bāt kahan sé ā gai?”
Fareedā ko ghussā ā gayā.
“Pađī hui thin to pađī hui thin. Tum Eīsāī aur Yahūdī Laundiyāon ko kyā kisi ne hathkadi beđiyon men jakad rakhā thā? Tum log kyon nahin pađī hui thin Durgesh ke peechhe hāth dhokar? Tab to bađā ghuroor dikhlāti thin ki in Musalmān Laundiyāon men koi Dīnī Kħuddārī nahin hai. Ab kahān gai tum logon ki Dīnī Kħuddārī?”
Zāhidā hansee.
“Ab voh Foreign se inki gori chitti safed fām ammāyen ā ākar chudvāne lag gai hain na Durgesh se. Isliye ab in logon ko bhi ishtiyaq paida ho gaya hai ki ākħir Durgesh ke Hindu Lund men aisi kya bat hai jo foreign se inki gori chitti safed fām ammāyen ā ākar chudvā rahi hain Durgesh se. Ab inhen burā lagtā hai ki Durgesh hum Musalmān Laundiyāon ko hi kyon chodne ke liye marā jātā hai jabki voh kħud bhi ek Musalmān nahin hai, Hindu hai.”
Fātimā Saiyad hansee.
“Mere Abbū to kahte hain ki Durgesh sirf nām kā Hindu hai varnā Al Qur’ān Al Kareem aur Aħādīs-e-Muqaddasāt ka jitna ilm Durgesh ko hai, achchhe achchhe Maulānāon ko bhi nahin hai.”
“Lekin uskā Lund to uncut hai.” Stella Gilbert jalkar boli.
“Tujhe kaise Måāloom?” Zāhidā chiđhkar boli, “Chudvātī hum Musalmān Laundiyāyén hain Durgesh se aur patā tujhe hai ki Durgesh ka Hindu Lund uncut hai ya katā huā.”
Sab hanseen.
Fareedā ne idhar udhar dekhā phir un sabki taraf aur zyādah jhukkar sargoshi bhari āvāz men boli.
“Maine Nafeesā auntie ko yah kahte sunā hai ki Hindu Lund iseeliye itne mazedār hote hain ki voh uncut hote hain.”
“Yånī Nafeesā auntie bhi uter chukin kisi Hindu Lund ke ghāt!” Zāhidā khilkhilākar hansee.
Båqī bhi hans pađīn.
Fareedā ne ek bar phir idhar udhar dekhā phir un sabki taraf aur zyādah jhukkar bomb blast kiya usne.
“Nafeesā auntie ka chakkar darasal kisi aur ke sāth nahin hamāré Durgesh ke Pitr’shrī ke sāth hi chal raha hai.”
Sabhi ne zoron ka attahās lagaya.
“Lo! Hamāri Nafeesā auntie Durgesh ki Mummy ban chuki hain aur hamen Durgesh ne bhi nahin bataya!” Zāhidā shikāyat bhari āvāz men boli.
Fareedā mere Hindu Lund se khelte khelte jhuki aur phir achānak hi vinā kisi ultimatum ke Fareedā Jalāl ne merā Hindu Lund apne balā ke kħūbsūrat Saiyad munh men lekar chūsnā shurū kar diyā.
Vaqārunnisā Saiyad ne ek ħasrat bhari nigāh is scene par dālī.
Allah Måāloom, voh hi itni himmat kyon nahin kar pātī?
Ākħir yahān kahan ā rahi hai Sāħirā usé dekhne?
Aur agar ā bhi gai to Durgesh kyā Sāħirā ka bāqāydā usse Mankūħ Kħasam hai jo Sāħirā use Durgesh ka Hindu Lund pakadne aur choosne se rok sakti hai?
Phir ākħir voh itna darti kyon hai Sāħirā se?
Kya bigāđ sakti hai Sāħirā bhi ākħir uskā?
Durgesh Sāħirā ki iklauti property nahin hai.
Islām thik kahti hai.
Durgesh tamām Muslimāt ki mili juli property hai.
Her Muslimā ka haq hai ki voh Durgesh se chudvāyé.
Kisi ko kisi Muslimā ka yeh haq tasleem karne se hargiz inkar nahin hona chahiye.
Ākħir Durgesh ne jis ladki ko pahli bar apni zindgi men choda tha voh ek Musalmān lađkī hi to thi.
Voh bhi Saiyadānī― usi ki taraħ.
Fātimā Saiyad―Aħmad ki bahan.
Bade fakħr se batati hai Fātimā Saiyad her kisi ko ki voh pahli ladki hai jisne Durgesh ke Hindu Lund ka pahla maza liya tha.
Kis taraħ betahāshā dhuāndhār choda tha Durgesh ne use, paglon ki taraħ.
Sisak tak nahin pa rahi thi Fātimā Saiyad.
Durgesh ka lund uski ůmr se bahut bađā thā yah Fātimā Saiyad ko uske Māmū, Imām Ibrāhīm Wājid Saiyad, ki beti, Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne bataya tha.
Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad Fātimā Saiyad se poore térah sāl badi thi.*

Ħairān rah gai thi Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad.
Apni ānkhon par yaqeen nahin ho raha tha use.
Yeh chhotā sā Hindu lađkā, jisko abhi itni tamīz bhi nahin honi chahiye ki lađkā aur lađki men kya farq hota hai, uski chhoti bahan ko chod raha hai!
Voh nahlāné ke liye dhoondh rahi thi Fātimā Saiyad ko.
Uski Buā, Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad, ne usse kahā thā ki voh Fātimā ko nahlā dé.
Rizvānā auntie āyee thin.
Safiyā Buā unke sāth baithi thin.
Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki do Buāon ke nikāħ yahān Hindusthān men hué the.
Bađī Buā, Imāmzadī Al Fiqah Al Saiyad ka, Indian multi millionaire, Ållāmā Jalāluddīn Muħammad Akbar, se; aur Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad ka Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī se.
Indian multi millionaire, Ållāmā Jalāluddīn Muħammad Akbar by birth Indian Musalmān the, jabki uske Chhote Phoophā Miyān, Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī by birth Hindu the.
Islam unhonne sirf uski Safiyā Buā se nikāħ kar sakne ke liye qabool farmaya tha.
Chhoti si Fātimā Saiyad nangi khađi thi aur uske peechhe thik usi tarah nanga khađā tha Durgesh―voh Hindu lađkā jis par her koi jān nisār karne par tulā huā tha.
Is chhoti si ůmr men bhi lekin dono ki Jođi kitni kħūbsūrat lag rahi thi.
Allah!
Hindu Lađké aur Musalmān lađakiyon ki jođī hameshā kħūbsūrat lagti hai.
Made for each other?
Hum bane tum bane ik dūjé ké liye?
“Tum Abbū ho―” Fātimā Saiyad kah rahi thi, “Main Ammī hoon.”
Sar ke balon se lekar pairon ke talvon tak bilkul mādarzād nangī, Fātimā Saiyad, Durgesh ko apne sāth „Abbū Ammī‟ khilā rahī thī.
Iskā matlab sāf thā.
Voh apne Ammī Abbū ko yeh ħarkaten karte dekh chuki thi.
Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad, muħtāt nahin rah pāi thīn.
Unhone na sirf yah ki Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ko Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī banāye rakha tha, balki Kħatnā tak bhi nahin karāne diyā thā, Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad, ne; Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ko.
Ghar par Namāz pađhné par pābandī thi Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke liye.
Poori duniyā bhar ke liye Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī ghar par apni Kħūsūrat Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Bīvī ke liye Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hi thā, aur Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hi bane rahne ke liye majboor bhi tha.
“Tumne meri marzi ke kħilāf Abbū ke kahne par Islam qabool farmāyā hai.” Uske apne sāmne ki bāt hai, uski Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad boli thin apne Hindu Shauhar se, “Mujhe Musalmān Shauhar nahin, Hindu Shauhar chahiye tha mere liye. Isiliye nikāħ ke pahle hi maine mera sab kuchh tumhare havāle kar diya tha.”
“Safiyā!” Uske Phoophoo Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī bebasi se bole the.
“Ek bāt kān kholkar sun lo, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī! Tum mere liye abhi bhi Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hi ho aur Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hi rahoge hameshā.”
“Safiyā!”
“Yah Musalmān hone ka jitna bhi drama tumhen karna hai―”
“Safiyā! Main koi drama nahin kar raha―”
“To phir mujhe tumse talaq chahiye.” Uski Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad nihayat hi mazbūt lahje men boli thin.
Uske Phoophoo Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī ke pairon tale se jaise zameen khisak gai thi.
“Main nahin jāntā thā, Safiyā! Ki tumhen Musalmānon se itni nafrat hai.”
“Musalmānon se nahin, Musalmān Shauhar se!”
“Allah!”
“Kħabardār!” Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad phunphkāri thin, “Dubārā agar maine tumhāre munh se yah lafz sunā to main tumhen chhodkar fauran kisi doosre Hindu se shaadi kar loongi.”
“Safiyā!”
“Mujhe yah lafz sirf hum åuraton ki zabān se achchha lagta hai, mardon ki zabān se nahin.”
“Lekin yah to Bhagvān ka nām mātr hai Årbi zaban men.”
“Yah Hindusthān hai mere pyāre Hindu Patidév! Årab nahin hai.”
“Hé Bhagvān!” Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī banne par majboor ho gaya.
“Haan, ab bole ho tum sur men. Ghar par yahi zabān bolni hai tumhen. Samajh gaye ya aur samjhānā padegā?”
“Samajh gayā. Bilkul samajh gayā, is Hindu Pati ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Bīvī!”
Durgesh ki bāhon men thī Fātimā Saiyad.
Dono nange the bilkul― Mādarzād.
Yeh poora ghar hi Hindu Lund aur Musalmān Chūton ka akhađa hai.
Ek lambi sāns li Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne.
Durgesh ka bāyān hāth nangi Fātimā Saiyad ki nangi ħaseen kamar ke ird gird liptā huā thā.
Is buri taraħ kaskar lipta huā thā mera bāyān hāth nangi Fātimā Saiyad ki nangi ħaseen kamar ke ird gird, ki Fātimā thik se sāns bhi nahin le pā rahi thi.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki ānkhen buri taraħ ātankit ho rahi thin.
Kya yah chhota so Hindu Laundā sachmuch hi uski chhoti Phoophizad bahan, Fātimā Saiyad, ko chod lega?
Itni si ůmr men?
Jab åām taur par bachche yah bhi nahin jānte ki Lund kise kahte hain aur Chūt kis chiđiya ka nam hai!
Aur Peshāb karne ke ålāvā in donon ka aur kya iståmāl hota hai.
Kitni Khush nazar ā rahi hai Fātimā Saiyad!
Abhi jab Lund ghusega tab patā chalega.
Uski Chūt men bhi jab pahli bār Lund ghusā thā―
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne idhar udhar dekha.
Uske Phoophā, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Lund!
Uske Phoophā, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne choda tha use pahli bār.
Voh to ghabrā hi gai thi.
Us vaqt voh sirf solah sāl ki thi.
“Nahin nahin Phoophājān!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne mukħālifat ki thi, “Main mar jāūngī. Āpne kahā thā, āp koi toħfā denge mujhe meri solahvin sālgirah par?”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī muskurāyā thā.
“Toħfā hi to de raha hoon meri jan! Solah sal ki ho gai hai too aj. Isse badhiya aur kya toħfā ho sakta hai tere liye― mera Hindu Lund―meri jān!-― mera Hindu Lund. Yahi hai teri solahvin salgirah ka toħfā. Ab thank you bol aur chudvane ke liye taiyar ho ja.”
Is kachchi Årab Musalmān Kalī par ek lambe samaý se uski nigāh thi.
Voh iske poori taraħ pak kar taiyār hone ka intezar kar raha tha.
Aur isiliye uske poori taraħ pak kar taiyħār hote hi usne us par apna dāvā pesh kar diyā thā.
“Meri Jān!” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne poori bebāki se tāzā javān hui Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ke donon honth choom liye aur uske donon sansanā rahe Årab Muslimā uroj masal diye.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad buri taraħ ghanghanā uthi.
Uskā dahinā hāth kħud bakħud uthkar uske Hindu Phoophā, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī, ke thanthanā rahe Hindu Lund par chalā gayā.
“Phoophājān! Yah to bahut sakħt ho gayā hai tankar!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ke munh se mastiyon men niklā thā.
Kitnā kħayāl hai uske Hindu Phoophājān ko uski zarooraton ka!
Jaise hi voh solah sāl ki hui, uske Hindu Phoophā ne use toħfe men apna Hindu Lund pesh kar diyā.
Voh kichkicakar apne Hindu Phoophājān, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī, se lipat gai.
Usne kħud Phoophājān se buri taraħ lipatkar unke donon Hindu Purushādhar choom liye.
Apne donon Kħūbsūrat lāl surkħ Saůūdī Årab Muslim lub Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne apne Hindu Phoophājān Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke donon Hindu Purushādharon men pevast kar diye aur unhen vahan se hatana bhool gai.
Uska dayan hath tezi se Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke Hindu Lund par chal raha tha.
“Firdaus! Meri jān!” usne Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ki phansi phansi garm āvāz suni.
“Phoophājān!”
“Mera Lund kaisā lag raha hai tumhen apne hath men?”
“Aré! Main to is Lund par bahut pahle se fidā hoon, Phoophājān!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad mastiyon men Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke buri taraħ thanthanā rahe Hindu Lund se khelti hui boli.
“Kyā?” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī buri taraħ chaunkā, “Kyā kahā tumne?”
“Chhoot gaye na chhakke?”
““Firdaus! Sālī! Tū kal kī Chhokerī―”
“Soch lijiye Phoophājī! Yah kal kī Chhokerī vohi hai jiske āp ek lambe årse se kħvāb dekhte ā rahe hain.”
“Sālī! Firdaus ki bachchi! Main tujhe is buri taraħ chodūngā ki hafton thik se chal phir tak nahin sakegi.” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne uski Kunvārī Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Chūt par hatheli rakh di.
“Jaise Ammī Jān nahin chal phir saki thin jab āpne unhen pahli bār chodā thā?”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ki ānkhen buri taraħ āshcharý se phail gain.
“Tū― Sālī! Tū yah bhi jānti hai?”
“Main Ammī Jān ko qusūrvār nahin māntī. Jab Abbū kuchh kar hi nahin pāte to Ammī Jān bechārī bhi kyā kartin? Āp unke peechhe hāth dhokar pađé hi hue the. Bahti
Gangā men unhone bhi hāth dhona shuru kar diya.”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hansā.
“Nāmard hai sālā terā Abbū Imām Al Ibrāhīm Al Wājid Al Saiyad. Terī Ammī, Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad abhi sirf Chhatees Sāl ki hui hai. Abhi to bahut jeena hai use. Terā Abbū abhi se hi hāth uthākar khada ho gaya. Aise kaise kām chaltā?”
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ko nangi karna shuru kar diya usne.
Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka buri taraħ thanthanā raha Hindu Lund apne ħaseen munh men le liya aur use pāglon ki taraħ choosne lagi.
Solah sāl ki tāzā tāzā naujavān mast Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Laundiyā ek Chālees sāl ke kħoob khele khāyé Hindu Purush ka Hindu Lund itni betābi se choos rahi thi ki kħud Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ko yaqeen nahin ho raha tha ki uske kħud ke sāth yeh sab ho raha hai.
Voh uske poori taraħ nangi hote hi uski Chūt choomne laga.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Kunvārī Saiyad Chūt par jaise hi uske Hindu Phoophā, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke Hindu Purushādhar pađe, usne josh men Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ko bistar par gira diya aur us par ja chađhee.
“Firdaus! Meri Jān!” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke munh se badi mushkil se niklā.
“Phoophāshrī!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne tanz kiya, “Chupchāp lete rahkar meri Kunvārī Saiyad Årab Muslimā Chūt chātiye aur choomiye aur mujhe apna Hindu Lund choos choos kar taiyār karne dijiye. Kħūb yād rakhiye, yah meri pahli chudāī hai. Aisā jamkar chodiye ki main zindgi bhar na bhool sakoon ki mujhe pahli bār āpne choda tha.”
“Pahli bār?” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī badi ħasrat ke sāth bola, “Sirf pahli bār, meri Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chhammak Chhallo?”
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad hansee.
“Sabr keejiye, Phoophāji! Sabr! Abhi pahli bār to chodiye. Phir dekhte hain ki āp hum mā beti donon ko kab tak sambhāl pāte hain.”
“Main tum donon mā beti ko zindgi bhar chodna chahta hoon.”
“Mā Beti donon se ek sāth nikāħ kar sakne ki himmat hai?”
“Agar main kahoon haan, to tum vāqaåī apni Ammī ke sātth mujhse nikāħ kar logi?”
“Taubah! Taubah! Bađā bhookhā Lund hai āpkā.” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Hindu Lund buri taraħ choosti hui hansee.
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ko aisā lag rahā thā jaise voh marker Svarg ā chukā ho.
Kyā chāhiye use aur is sukh se badhkar?
Solah sāl ki Laundiyā kis buri taraħ betābī se uska Hindu Lund choos rahee thi.
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke Chālees sālā nange Hindu shareer par is taraħ savār thi solah sāl ki kađiyal naujavān Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki uski Chūt ka munh Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke donon Hindu Purushādharon se buri taraħ satā huā thā aur voh Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Chālees sālā nanga Hindu Lund apne dayen hath ki anguliyon se pakadkar use choos rahi thi pāglon ki taraħ.
Lund damdār to bahut thā, ismen koi shak nahin tha.
Koi Årab Musalmān hotā to abhi tak kabhi ka jhadkar ek taraf pada hua hanf raha hota.
Lekin yah Hindu Lund tha.
Uski Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad itni chālāk nikli thin ki unhone apne
Hindu Shauhar ko apni personal life men Hindu hi banā rahne par majboor kar rakha tha.
Sāri duniya ke sāmne jo shakħs Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī tha, apni personal life men voh abhi bhi Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hi tha aur Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī hi bana rahne par majboor bhi tha.
Kāfee der tak apne Hindu Phoophā, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund chooste rahne ke båd Solah Sālā Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad palti aur Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ki aur munh karke uske Hindu Lund par savār ho gai.
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund buri taraħ thanthanāté hué Solah sāl ki Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Laundiyā, Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt ke munh par dastak dene laga.
Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne pakadkar use apni bhakbhkā rahi Solah Sālā Kunvārī Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt ke donon bār bār khul aur band ho rahe labon ke beech phansā diya aur kaskar ek dhakkā oopar se lagaya.
Lund ka Supāđā ander ghus gayā.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Javānī bilbilā uthī.
Usne dubārā kaskar dhakkā lagāyā.
Lund ek chauthāī ander samā gayā.
“Phoophājī!” Dānt peeskar Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad boli, “Main maree!”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne uske mast sudaul nange Saiyad Årab Musalmān Koolhé sahlāye aur kichkichākar bola.
“Abhi nahin maree bitiyā! Tū. Abhi to teri is solah sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt men tere Hindu Phoophājī ka poora teen chauthāī, buri taraħ thanthanā raha Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund samānā båqī rah gayā hai. Abhi to
tujhe apne Hindu Phoophājī se jamkar chudvānā hai bitiyā! Tum donon mā betī ko Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ki Putr santānen paidā karni hain. Abhi kahān mar pāyegi bitiyā! Tū? Abhi to Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī tujhe marne bhi nahin degā.”
“Phoophājī!!!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad kichkichākar boli, “Poorā ander pel do. Lillāh, zaldi karo. Meri Solah Sālā Chūt ander hi ander jalker kħāk hui jā rahi hai. Apnā Chalees Sālā Tajurbekār Hindu Lund ander pelkar iski aag bujhāo. Varnā main sachmuch mar jāoongi āpke bachche paida kiye baghair.”
Kaskar teesrā dhakkā bhi kħud hi laga diya Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne.
Lund ādhā samā gayā ander.
Chauthe dhakke ne use teen chauthāī ander kar diya.
Aur phir Allah ka nām lekar, ‘Bismillahirraħmānirraħīm’ kahkar, pānchvān dhakkā lagāyā Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne.
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka poora samoochā Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund jađ tak samākar vileen ho gayā Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Solah Sālā bakbkā rahī Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt men.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad kichkichākar lipat gai Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī se aur use tābađtođ choomnā shuru kar diya.
“Phoophājī! Phoophājī! Āpkā Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund poora jađ tak samākar vileen ho gayā meri Solah Sālā Saůūdī Årab Saiyad Musalmān Chūt ke ander, jaisā voh Chhoti Buā aur Ammī Jān ki Årab Musalmān Chūton ke ander samāyā kartā hai.”
“Shābās, bitiyā! Shābās! Ab tū beshak apne Phoophājī ki Putr santānen paida karegi apni Ammī aur Buā donon ki taraħ.” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī kichkichā kichkichākar use chodne lagā, “Le bitiyā! Le! Apne Hindu
Phoophājī ka mast Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund le apni Solah Sālā Årab Musalmān Chūt ke ander. Le! Satāsat Bhakābhak le! Meri jān! Le!”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī use balpoorvak neeche girākar us par buri taraħ chadh baithā aur is taraħ kichkichā kichkichākar chodne lagā Solah sāl ki us Årab Musalmān Laundiyā, Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ko ki Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki sānsen tangi ki tangi rah gain.
“Yā Allah! Yā Allah!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ke munh se bār bār nikalne lagā.
Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā buri taraħ chhatpatā rahi thi Chālees sālā nange Hindu Purush shareer ke neeche dabi hui.
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt ki dhajjiyān uđāne lagā thā poori befikri ke sāth.
“Phoophājī! Main maree! Phoophājī! Main maree!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad buri taraħ chhatpatā rahi thi.
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī kabhi uske koolhe sahlā rahā tha, kabhi uske urojon ka kachoomar bana raha tha, kabhi uske honth choom raha tha.
Uska Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund us Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā ki Årab Musalmān Chūt ki chatni bana raha tha.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad buri taraħ bilbilā rahi thi.
“Phoophājī! Phoophājī! Yā Allah! Kitnā bhookha hai āpka lund? Kab se nahin choda āpne meri Ammī Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad ko? Kab se nahin choda āpne meri Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad ko?”
“Lagātār chod raha hoon, bitiyā!”Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Chalees Sālā beħad uttejit Hindu Lund Solah sāl ki Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt ka bhurtā banā raha tha, “Lagātār chod raha hoon main teri beħad ħaseen Ammī Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad ko aur teri Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad ko―donon ko, meri Jān! Donon ko!”
“To phir āpka Lund itnā bhookha kyon hai? Mujhe to lagta hai meri jān nikālkar hi rukegā!”
“Kyā bitiyā! Abhi to maine tujhe chodna shuru kiya hai.”
“Taubah, Phoophājī! Āpka Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund bhi― jab is ůmr men yah ħāl hai to javāni men to Allah måāloom kitni Årab Musalmān Laundiyāon ko mār hi dālā hogā āpne unhen chod chod kar joshe javāni men!”
“Ab dekh lo, bitiyā! Tumhara aur tumhari Ammī― donon ka kām chal jāyega ya nahin.” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ko chodte hue use ānkh māree.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad māre kħushī ke pāglon ki taraħ Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ko choomne chātne lagee.
“Phoophājī! Āj se main bhi āpki laundi.”
“Tū bhi bitiyā?”
“Haan! Jaise meri Ammī Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad aur meri Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad.”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Hindu Lund buri taraħ jađ tak samā samā kar chiknā ho raha thā uski Chūt ke ras se ālipt ho hokar.
“Allah! Ya Allah! Ya Rabbil Åālmīn! Is biphre hue Chalees Sālā Hindu Sānđ se is Saůudi Årab Musalmān Kalor ko bachā. Yah to sadiyon
ka bhookhā Hindu Lund måāloom pađtā hai. Meri beħad Ħaseen Ammī Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad aur meri beħad Ħaseen Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad bhi is sadiyon ke bhookhe Hindu Lund ki pyās nahin bujhā pāī hain. Mujhe nahin lagtā ki main bhi kabhi yah mojazā karke dikhā sakoongi. Hāyé mere Hindu Phoophājī! Āpkā Hindu Lund to sadiyon ka bhookha hai. Lillah, apni is Solah Sālā Saůūdī Årab mast Saiyad Musalmān Laundi ki Chūt ki dhajjiyan uđānā band kījiye! Mujh par karam farmāiye! Bahut ho chuka. Main kitni martaba āpke is Hindu Lund par chhalchhalā chuki. Ab āp bhi barasiye aur mujhe bakhshiye!”
“Pahlā Hindu Veerý!” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ko ānkh mārkar garvpoorvak muskurāyā, “Teri Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Chūt ke ander, Sālī! Samjhi? Teri solhvin sālgirah ka toħfā!”
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad tanak uthi.
“Pahlā Hindu Veerý! Sirf Pahlā Hindu Veerý? Lāħaul vilā qoovat illā villāħ! Mujhe tumhārā poorā Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund chahiye toħfe men! Samjhe Kanjoos! Makkhichoos! Āj se yah Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā tumhari ħaqīqī Patrānī. Chhoti Buā Imāmzadī Al Safiyā Al Saiyad aur meri Ammī Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad tak ka number bhi darħaqīqat mere båd! Bolo meri Jān! Is Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā ke Chalees Sālā Hindu Piyā! Karte ho vådā?”
“Teri Ammī aur teri Chhoti Buā donon hargiz tasleem nahin karengi.”
“Aré, bhāđ men jhonko un donon ko! Hum donon Hindu Pati aur Musalmān Bīvī rāzī, to kyā kar lengi Ammī aur Chhoti Buā Qāzī! Chalees Sāl ka Hindu Pati aur Solah Sāl ki Saůūdī Årab Saiyad Musalmān Bīvī. Un donon
ko kuchh batane ki zaroorat nahin hai. Yah samjhautā bas sirf hum donon ke beech! Thik hai na?”
“Thik hai!” Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne lapak kar apni nai bin byāhi Solah sāl ki tāzā tāzā naujavān mast Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Laundiyā Bīvī ko choom liya aur phir usse bhi zyādah daboch daboch kar raund raund kar chodne laga Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ko jitne zoron se voh abhi tak use chod raha tha.
Apne Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund par garv ho āyā use.
Kitni āsānī se uske Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund ne uske liye ek Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Bīvī ka prabandh kar diya tha!
Āj Ābhār Stavan karnā zaroori tha, aur voh bhi apni is nai naveli Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Bīvī ko chodte hue hi.
Ābhār Stavan to isi taraħ kiya jana chahiye tha Ābhār vyakt karne ke liye!
Us poori rāt Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad par se uterā hi nahin tha.
Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā, Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad, ħairān rah gai thi apne Chalees Sālā Hindu Kħasam ke Hindu Lund ki is bahāduri par.
Ghazab ka chudakkađ tha uska Chalees Sālā Hindu Kħasam, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī!
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad gadgad ho gai thi.
Ādhī rāt ke qareeb voh uski Chūt ke ander pahli bār barsā thā.
Voh kuchh dhili padi thi.
“Yā Allah, terā shukr hai.” Uske munh se us vaqt niklā tha jab uska Hindu Veerý uski Chūt ke ander girna shuru hua tha.
Phir kāfee der tak girta hi raha tha.
Uski poori Chūt Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ke Hindu Veerý se labālab bharti chali gai thi.
Yahan tak ki voh bāhar bhi nikal kar bahne lagā tha.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad muskurāī thi.
Lagta hai Veerý seedhā raħam men hi girta raha tha.
Lagta hai pahli chudāī hi use ma bana degi.
Thik hai chalega!
Indian multi millionaire ke bachche ki ma banne men nuqsān hi kya hai?
Ulte fāydā hi fāydā hai.
Multi millionaire Chālis Sāl ka bhi ho to multi millionaire hi thā.
Sau Sāl ka bhi ho to multi millionaire hi thā.
Multi millionaire multi millionaire thā.
Ůmr kaun dekhta hai multi millionaire ki?
Aur jise dekhna ho, dekhta rahe.
She is practical.
SHE IS PRACTICAL.
Kya hua jo use iske liye apni Ammī aur apni Buā ke haq par dāqā dālnā padā thā!
Kitne sāre Årab Musalmān „Sultānon‟ (?) aur Bādshāhon ne Sultnaton aur Bādshāhat ke liye Apne Bāp aur apne Bhāiyon tak ko Jān se mār dālā hai!
Kya usne tārīkħe Islami nahin padhi?
Yeh to Sunnate Musalmeen hai.
Voh bhi Musalmān hai.
Sunnate Musalmeen kaise chhođ degi?
Chālis sāl ka Hindu bewaqoof!
SAmajh raha hai voh use toħfe men apna Chālis sāl ka Hindu Lund de raha hai.
Hindu Lund my foot!
Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad toħfe men multi millions le rahi hai.
Multi millions!
Uski solahvin sālgirah ka toħfā!
Good!
Very good!
Apne bachche ka moh chhod nahin payega Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī aur is taraħ hamesha hamesha ke liye usse bandh kar rah jayega.
So far so good!
Tabhi use farsh par ghođī banā diya tha Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ne.
Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Laundiyā, Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad, chaunki thi.
Apne donon gore sudaul nange Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Koolhe khole jāte maħsoos kiye the usne aur phir Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka madmast Chalees Sālā Hindu Lund un Koolhon ke beech samāne lag gayā tha.
Voh hansee thi.
“To ab båqī rāt bhar meri Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Gānđ māroge, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī Shrī?”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ko ānkh mārkar muskurāyā thā.
“Chodte hi tujhe mere dil ne kaha, zindgi bhar tujhe chodta hi rahoon! Chodta hi rahoon! Jane kya bāt hai, is teri Chūt men, Lund mera main bas Pelta hi rahoon! Pelta hi rahoon!”
“Yah gānā āpko thodi der pahle gānā chāhiye tha jab āp mujhe chod rahe the.” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne apne Koolhe peechhe ki taraf chalakar Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī ka Lund Shishnāgr tak apni Gānđ ke ander habak liya, “Ab āp mujhe chod nahin rahe hain, Janab! Ab āp meri Gānđ mār rahe hain. Samjhe āp?”
Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī kichkichā kichkichākar Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Ħaseen Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Gānđ mārne lagā.
Uska skhalan phir Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ki Solah Sālā mast Saiyad Årab Musalmān Gānđ ke ander tab hua tha, jab voh Brahm Stavan kar raha tha aur Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad fajir ki namāz pađh rahi thi.
Apni is zabardast kāmyābi ko chhupāne ki koi koshish nahin ki thī Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ne.
Uski Ammī Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad stabdh rah gai thī.
“Yeh kyā bak rahi hai tū? Tū kyā tere Phoophājān se nikāħ karegi?”
“To kyā āpki taraħ bina nikāħ ke unse apne t‟ālluqāt banāye rakhoon?”
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad ne pāglon ki taraħ uski taraf dekha.
“Kyā bak rahi hai tū? Sharm nahin ātī tujhe apni Ammī par itna ghinauna ilzām lagāte hué?”
“Main sirf ghinauna ilzām lagā rahi hoon. Ghinauna kām nahin kar rahi āpki taraħ. Jab āpko sharm nahin āī apne Nandoī ke sāth rangreliyān manāte hué to mujhe sharm dilāne ka āpko kyā haq rah gayā hai? Abbū kyā nāmard hain Ammī! Jo āp―”
“Kħāmoooooosh!” Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad ħalaq phāđkar chīkħ pađī.
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad haule se muskurāī.
“Baith jāiyé, Ammī Ħuzoor! Apne āp ko sambhāliye aur badalte vaqt ko pahchāniye!”
“Firdaus!” Bepanāh ghusse aur zalālat se tharthara rahi Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad ne kaha, “Maine kabhi kħvāb men bhi nahin socha thā ki meri apni beti―”
“Āpko sochnā nahin ātā, Ammī! Āpko sirf chudvānā aur Gānđ marānā ātā hai.”
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh Saiyad pāglon ki taraħ apni beti Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad par jhaptin.
Unki beti, Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad, lekin utni bewaqoof nahin thī jitni ghalti se Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh ne use samajh rakhā thā.
Voh fauran ek taraf hat gaī.
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh iske liye taiyār nahin thin.
Voh jhaunk men bister par ja girin.
Nihāyat hi pursukoon lahje men, bister ke qareeb rakhe ek sofe par baith gaī Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad.
“Uth jāyen.” Voh boli, “Is hāthāpāī se bāz āyen. Main solah sāl ki zaroor hoon lekin āpki taraħ merā ab tak kā vaqt maine sirf chudvāne aur Gānd marāne men barbād nahin kiyā hai.”
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh ne apne dānt peese.
“Firdaus! Tū bhool rahi hai ki main teri Ammī hoon.”
“Bilkul nahin!” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad poore itmīnān ke sāth boli, “Mujhe kħūb achchhee taraħ yād hai ki āp meri Ammī hain. Isiliye mujh par jhapatne ke båd bhi āp abhi tak saħī salāmat hain. Āp ki jagah koi aur hoti to abhi tak use is Shāhi Maħlāt jaisi åzimushshān kothi se kabhi ki bāhar nikālā ja chuka hota.
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh uthin nahin.
Voh usi taraħ bister par padi rahin.
Aisi beizzatī unki āz ke pahle kabhi nahin hui thī.
Kahān chook gaīn Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh?
Unki apni beti ke hathon unhen kabhi itna zaleel hona padega, kħvāb men bhi nahin socha thā Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh ne kabhi.
Kyā unki beti sach kah rahi hai?
“Āpko sochnā nahin ātā, Ammī! Āpko sirf chudvānā aur Gānđ marānā ātā hai.”
Kyā unhone āj tak sirf chudvāyā hai?
Kyā unhone āj tak sirf Gānd marāī hai?
Kabhi sochā nahin unhone?
Isliye ki unhen sochnā ātā hi nahin.
“Āpko sochnā nahin ātā, Ammī! Āpko sirf chudvānā aur Gānđ marānā ātā hai.”
Ek bār phir apni beti ke jalte hué lekin poore itmīnān ke sāth kahe gaye alfāz unke kānon men goonje.
“Āpko sochnā nahin ātā, Ammī! Āpko sirf chudvānā aur Gānđ marānā ātā hai.”
“Āpne apne is kħūbsūrat jism ka koi fāydā nahin uthāyā.” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad, unki apni beti āge boli, “Sirf iski lagi bujhāne ke chakkar men pađī rahin haméshā. Main yeh nahin kahtī ki āpko chudvānā nahin chāhiyé thā. Kyon nahin chudvānā chāhiyé thā? Zaroor chudvānā chāhiyé thā. Main bhi zaroor Chudvātī, agar āpki jagah hoti to. Jaisā ki maine chudvāyā. Solah sāl ki hote hi chudvāyā. Poori rāt bhar chudvāyā. Poori rāt bhar Gānd marāī. Jo āp karāti rahin, maine bhi karvāyā Poori rāt bhar. Lekin maine ek kām aur kiyā, jo āpne kabhi nahin kiyā.
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh ko aisā lag rahā thā ki kāsh! Zameen phat jātī, aur voh usmen samā jātīn.
“Maine Phoophājān ko poori taraħ apni Jān banā liyā. Yā yoon kahen ki main poori taraħ mere Hindu Phoophā ki Jān ban gaī.”
Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad ek lamhe ke liye ruki.
Phir boli.
“Āpke palle pađ rahā hai kuchh yā main yoon hi pattharon se apna sar takrā rahi hoon?”
Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh ne åjib si nigāhon se apni kokhjāyī beti ki taraf dekhā
Kuchh kah na sakin voh.
Jis beti ko kal tak kal ki chhokri samajhti rahi thin Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh, voh achānak hi āj unhen un se bhi bađī nazar āne lagi thī.
“Hinduon ko apne bāre men yeh ghalatfahmi hai” Imāmzadī Firdaus Ibrāhīm Saiyad phir āge boli, “―ki Is tamām kāýnāte kul ke sabse bahtareen chodne vālé voh hi hain.Unke pās Ved hai, Tantr hai.Kāmsūr hai, Rati Rahasý hai, Nāgarsarvasvam hai, Anangrang hai. Musalmānon ke pās kyā hai? Sirf Qur‟ān? Jismen yeh likhā hai ki Musalmān zaroorat padne par apni bīviyon ko peet bhi sakte hain?”
“Firdaus! Chup kar!” Aur adhik chup nahin rah sakin Imāmzadī Āsifā Åbdullāh, “Tū tauhīne Islam kar rahi hai. Kufr bak rahi hai.”

Chapter 2
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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam

Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’-5

Posted: January 31, 2010 | Author: Durgesh | Filed under: Adult Science Fiction, Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Al Quāsim Al Saåeed, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb, Durgesh, Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed, Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī, Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed | 5 Comments

Årab Mahā Bhārat:

1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter5

Saåeedī Royal family

وَقُلْنَا يَا آدَمُ اسْكُنْ أَنتَ وَزَوْجُكَ الْجَنَّةَ وَكُلَا مِنْهَا رَغَدًا حَيْثُ شِئْتُمَا وَلَا تَقْرَبَا هَـٰذِهِ الشَّجَرَةَ فَتَكُونَا مِنَ الظَّالِمِينَ

‘ Waqulna ya adamu oskun ant wazawjuk’ aljannata wakula minha raghadan haysu shituma wala taqraba hazihi alshshajarata fatakoona minazzaalimeen.’

‘And We said: ‘O Adam, live in the Garden, you and your wife, and eat abundantly of whatever you wish, but approach not this tree, or ye run into harm and transgression.’

― Al Qur’ān Al Kareem: 2 Al Baqarah: 35

‘Eisāvāsyamidagvong sarvam ytkinch’ jagtyām jagat,

tén tyaktén bhunjīthā mā gr’dhah kasý sviddhanam.’

‘Panentheable by Eīshān must be this all―

Whatever that moves in the world.

With that renounced, enjoy yourself,

―Ved: 2Y: 40/1

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed could not forget the humiliation and disgrace.

He approached Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s mother.

And then, it happened.

“Al Zubédā Al Wahāb!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed thundered at her daughter, “Why are you so late? You are again late tonight. Shame on you! With that horny Hindu playboy Durgesh ―”

“Ammī Ħuzoor!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb could not bear it, “Your nephew Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed―he talked to you again?”

“He is not my nephew only.” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed shouted, “I fed him my breasts.”

“He is my breast brother thus. Is he not?”

“No! You are not fed my breasts. Your Abbū arranged his sister, Ħaleemā to feed you her breasts.”

“So, Safdar became you dearer than even your own real daughter?” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb also shouted.

“I don’t want to hear that you were trying to seduce that Hindu playboy Durgesh again. Even at too late nights―”

“Ammī Ħuzoor! Durgesh is not only a Hindu and not only a playboy. He was even not interested in me.”

“Shut up!!!!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed shouted vigorously, “Stop advocating that dirty Hindu.”

“Dirty Hindu? That dirty Hindu?” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb was quivering now out of sheer rage, “He is the man that―”

“I don’t want to hear anything about that dirty fellow. Understand?”

“You don’t know him. You don’t understand him. Moreover, you are not even capable to understand him. Even then you criticize Durgesh as if you know everything about him.”

“Don’t try to dominate me, damn-fool! Let your Abbū come. You want to get beaten now. Shameless, dirty, manners-less girl! You’ll get what you deserve. You are craving for a―”

“Behave yourself, Ammī Ħuzoor!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb thundered at her Royal Mother.

Her mother Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was the real sister of Al Quāsim Al Saåeed.

Al Quāsim Al Saåeed was the new President of Saůūdī Arab Creations.

“What did you say?” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed asked as if she could not believe her own ears, “What did you say? I should behave? I― I should behave?”

“Don’t think I haven’t seen anything. Why does Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī come here? Is he also not a Hindu?”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed shouted.

“Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī? Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī? You call the Imām with his previous ex Hindu name? He is not Imām Ħājī Saiyad Muħammad Ålī for you?”

“How do you talk with Nārāyañ Dév Brahmgyānī? Laughing again and again― and, and you term me shameless. Me?”

“You are blaming me? Your own mother? You bitch― you― you― Let your Abbū come. You will be undressed today and beaten heavily on your nude body. I’ll break your dirty bones in front of your Abbū.””

“Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed! You’ve crossed all the bridges today.” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb cried, “Don’t ever dare even to touch me. Let’s see who is undressing whom. You me, or me you! You’ll be so disgraced! Durgesh will―”

“Durgesh―Durgesh―Durgesh. Is he your husband now― is he your Kħasam now that you talk of him twenty-four hours? Says I behave. And, how are you behaving with your own real mother―you bitch!”
Next day Al Zubédā Al Wahāb told every thing to me.

“Yaar! Now it is too much…” I said to my friend Al Zubédā Al Wahāb, “Your Ammī Ħuzoor is not behaving properly.”

“Durgesh darling! I say―”

I tried to console Al Zubédā Al Wahāb.

“Hey! Al Zubédā Al Wahāb! Don’t cry Yaar!..I’ll do anything within reason for you…”

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb tried to control her sobs.

“Yaar! There is no way to compel my Ammī Ħuzoor to behave. She is so wicked, Yaar! that―”

“Oho…Just tell me what do you want…Where there is a will there is a way…Sālī Bitch will learn to behave…”
“There is a way…” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said….
“Okay! Tell me. I’ve already promised you. I’ll do anything within reason for you.”

“Fuck my Ammī Ħuzoor.”

“What?” I could not believe my own ears.

A daughter is requesting me that I fuck her real mother! Eīshān Eīshān! Shammā Shamīshān!

“Fuck her! Rape her till she is so afraid of us that she can’t ever even think of opposing us!”

“You―you really want your Ammī to be fucked――to be raped by me?”

“Yes! Yesssss!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb thundered, “It is the only way to make that bitch behave.”

“Okay! All right then.” I winked at extremely beautiful Al Zubédā Al Wahāb, “I’m fucking you now. After penetrating your gorgeous Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass with my Hindu Penis, your Ammī will also get this same greatest Hindu Penis into her every lovely Saůūdī Årab Muslimah hole.”

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb kissed me passionately with intense eagerness and gratefulness in advance.

She thrust her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Waħāb Cunt to greet my Hindu Penis into it again and again.

“After you―your Ammī. I’ll fuck her Sālī in such a way and even sodomize her in such a way, that she will never forget my Hindu Penis until she lives.”

“That’s what I expected from you, Durgesh! My darling!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb kissed me again, and hugged to display her affection for me.
When we reached her home, there was no one at Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s house except her Ammī Ħuzoor, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was quite a woman.

She was well endowed and she loved sex profoundly.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimah ass was something youngsters and elder folks both loved to see swaying when she walked down the road to anywhere.

Her boobies and curvy fleshy Saůūdī Årab Muslimah body was helpful in fantasizing and masturbation to many neighbors.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had a bad temperament because no one had taught her manners.

But today I was going to teach her a lesson or two.

She was alone in house.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb let me in.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was in her master bedroom…lying down on her comfortable large bed in her flimsy nightie…relaxing and enjoying the pleasant afternoon…not realizing that shortly she is going to experience pain and humiliation she never ever imagined…

Slowly I sneaked past the living room and Al Zubédā Al Wahāb indicated me the master bedroom in which Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was alone.

I tiptoed to the room and slowly opened the door.

Before Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed could understand anything I was on her head.

“What?…Who are you?….How did you get inside?…Who are you?…Get out!..Get out I say..” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed shouted and exclaimed… afraid of me.

I was quite well built―and most handsome ever.

I was standing so close to her when she was just in her flimsy nightie…

“Oh auntie…oh rather Ammī! Ammī Ħuzoor! Ħuzoor!…Ammi of Al Zubédā Al Wahāb is actually my Saasu Ammi….Why are you so frightened?….” I asked her with a sweet smile..

“Allah!…Don’t you hear…? Aren’t you a law abiding man? …Have entered into my house without my permission…Get out, Otherwise, I’ll call the Police…. Zubédā! O Zubédā!..Phone your Abbu immediately…” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed shouted…now more scared than before…trying to get her nightie cover her nice and beautiful legs…

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb heard her name being called and came into the room…

“What Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed…? You did not recognize my friend…?You did not recognize my friend?”

“Oh…So this dirty dog is your friend?…Sālī Slut!…Why have you brought your Hindu friend in the house..?”

“This is the last time you are insulting me, Bitch!…After today, you will be so afraid of me that…” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said furiously…and then she signaled me.

I was just waiting for this signal…I started climbing on bed…soft large bed…

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed started moving towards one end of the large bed…with fear in her large beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimah eyes…

Slowly she was moving back as she was getting zeroed down by me….

I was smiling at her attempts to save her body from getting ravished..

Suddenly as she tried to push me back…she regretted the step…

I retaliated with such a loud and vicious slap…open palm landing on Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s face that painful short cry escaped Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s lips…

She held her still beautiful burning cheek in her hand as she moved back…

“Listen! You can get whatever amount you want…Let me go… Zubédā’s Abbu is due to reach here anytime . You can’t face him…Don’t believe Zubédā …”
Her logic was answered by a laugh by both of us.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb was just relaxing back and enjoying the show as I reached very near to Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed…

She did not feel any responsibility to protect her Ammi still now.

“Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed! Ammī Ħuzoor!…Now show me your Saůūdī Årab Muslimah youth….I’m your Hindu son in law Durgesh …Your daughter is not enough to satisfy me fully. Now you should also compensate, darling!..”
I started caressing Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s still extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān cheeks.

She retorted only to receive another pair of my powerful and strong Hindu palms on her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimah female face…

“Aha… Yaar, Zubédā!.Your Ammī Ħuzoor’s cheeks are very soft, beautiful and smooth.” I said.

My fingers were caressing Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s face, munching on Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s very soft Saůūdī Årab Musalmān cheeks.

My large rough palm stroking Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s face roughly.

My fingers roughly moving on Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s extremely beautiful lips.

I tried to insert one finger in her mouth…
“Ammī Ħuzoor! Just lick my finger assuming it’s my Hindu Penis. You’ll get the real one also. Let’s see…How you lick the substitute.. Abbū has trained you somewhat or not…”

“You dirty swine! Go away…You must be ashamed of yourself… You call me Ammī Ħuzoor…and still try to rape me…Let me go!..Please Zubédā! Explain to him..Explain to him that―” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed pleaded..in a slightly softer way this time…

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb pretended not to listen to her Ammi, as she actively watched me, getting more fun out of her scared Ammī..

“Chāt Sālī Slave!…Bitch!” I roared…

I forcefully inserted my large finger in Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s Ammī’s mouth…
Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had no option but to suck my finger…

She watched as I finger fucked her mouth…rotating my finger in her mouth…touching and stroking her wet tongue…after a while, I took my finger out.

“Aha Yaar! Al Zubédā Al Wahāb!…Your Ammī Ħuzoor is very good in licking my to finger …you should also try….”

“What’s the use in trying my finger? …Enter your Hindu male tongue into Ammī Ħuzoor’s Saůūdī Årab Musalmān mouth and see..” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb winked at me lewdly.

I pushed her Ammī back.

Then I put my hot Hindu male lips on the frightened quivering Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had no option but to comply…

A tear formed on corner of her eye..as I penetrated her mouth…luscious lovely lips with my tongue….

My oral flavor and saliva were mixing with Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s saliva as I pushed her back and came over her to finish my deep oral fucking…

I kissed Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed deeply and then started to bite on soft large red Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed..

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed cried softly as I savagely kissed and bit her lips…

A blood drop formed on corner on Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s lip..

Writhing in pain, she tried to push me back as I was savagely feasting on soft Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed…

This infuriated both of us.. Al Zubédā Al Wahāb as well as me.

“You pushed Durgesh, slut?… Sālī Kameeni…Ħaramzadi…”Al Zubédā Al Wahāb slapped Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed hard…on one cheek and as she recovered…on another cheek…this continued for 2-3 minutes…till Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had quite a number of open palm slaps on both cheeks and her cheeks begin to turn pink…

“It’s all right! It’s all right! Please, forgive me…Don’t beat me…please…Please!….I’m old enough to be your mother. And my own daughter is slapping me..Let me go..” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed pleaded as Al Zubédā Al Wahāb slapped her on both the cheeks till she started to cry loudly and bitterly.. tears begin to flow on her cheeks…

I looked at Al Zubédā Al Wahāb as if telling her to stop the slapping at least now…

I was now quite flushed and hot from this initial game….a lovely mature sexy Saůūdī Årab Muslimah body was next to me and I could do whatever I wanted to do to her…including pain and humiliation even…as her own daughter wanted very much.

I did not like that she slapped her own Ammi.

But I could not differ from her now.

She needed my support to restore her own self pride.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb indicated the nightie of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed from her eye movement..

I got the signal…time to get serious…
But before I could do anything, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb herself advanced, and held Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s beautiful hair in her right hand.

She pulled her Ammi’s hair two or three times brutally…

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was suffering from pain.

“AAAH…AAHAAA…Let me go…Don’t pull my hair…. Zubédā!….Let me go…AAHH”
The beautiful long hair of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was causing her pain today…

She was being given cruel painful jerks by her own real daughter.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb was holding her long pretty hair in her right hand…and this was just an initial trailer…

I was getting hot.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb was enjoying by getting a chance to punish her Ammi, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed.

I had to put up a great show for Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s revenge on her Ammī Ħuzoor!…
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb was getting impatient…she whispered to me…

“Durgesh! ..es kutiya ko jaldi se nangi karo…nahin to thođī der mein koi aa jayega es kamīnī firqāparast ki cheekħo-pukaar sunke..”

“Okay Zubédā!…I’m undressing your Ammī ―Your Ammī Ħuzoor now..” I said.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was in a white see through nightie…it barely could hold her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā boobs and was very generous in giving hints about her figure and curves..
I advanced and started to unstrap her nightie from her shoulders…

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s Ammī Ħuzoor, quickly realized the game…

She started retorting….

“No―no―You swine!….Don’t undress me…If my husband and son will come, they will kill you…You are undressing a woman of the age of your own Ammi..you dirty swine…..”

None actually was giving an ear to her cries and beggings…

I removed her shoulder straps.

And intoxicated, mature nude Saůūdī Årab Muslimā female breasts openly sprang out..

The great big boobs and nipples of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed were calling my palms…

They were depicting the signs of bra also….

It seemed as if two spheres of Saůūdī Årab Muslimā female flesh were challenging me.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had reddened out of shame….

She tried to hide her boobs with her hands.

And she lay immediately on her stomach.

….Her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā female breasts were exposing themselves from sides even now. …

The nightie of Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had come to her back.

I smiled.

The almost nude Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was trying to hide her female breasts..But her intoxicating soft heavy Saůūdī Årab Muslimah ass was there openly being exposed to me and to her daughter….

I was so excited watching Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s mast mast Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Gānd that I put my hand on it….

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed felt as if a shock of an electric current..

She was thrilled when she felt a young Hindu male palm on her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks, squeezing, and massaging them.

….I massaged Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks delicately at first.

“Yaar, Zubédā! Your Ammī Ħuzoor’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimaah ass is quite mouth watering! …How soft it is…aha I’m enjoying it very much..Hello, Ammī Ħuzoor! Tumahari yeh mast Gānd kahan chhupa ke rakhī thī ab tak…aaahh..Sālī mast Ammī …wah…ooohh…kitni komal fleshy Gānd hai…..Sālī Kameenī…man karta hai zor zor se dabaoon, masaloon, mera nanga Hindu Lund es Saůūdī Årab Musalmān kutiya kee Gānđ ke sūrakħ se zor zor se ragadoon…aah mast ‘Ammī Ħuzoor’!…I’m enjoying… I’m enjoying ―ohh…essss..Thank you Al Zubédā Al Wahāb!”
“Nahin Durgesh beta!…meri Gānd ko haath mat lagao…please ..aaahh….aise mat dabao..dekho yeh achchhī baat nahin hai…aaahaaaaa…aise zor zor se haath se mat masalo…aaaaah….eeesss…..meri Gānđ ko aise to koi nahin dabata hai…mat karo…main tumhare pair pađtee hoon… Durgesh! … aahhhh … .Al Zubédā Al Wahāb beti! ese mana karo…offohhhhoo…meri adh-nangi Gānđ ko mat ragado…chhođ do, please! betaaaa!..Apnī Ammī jaisī ůmr kee åurat kee Saůūdī Årab Musalmān izzat se mat khelo…” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed kept on moaning.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb saw all this drama…

She suspected that Ammī Ħuzoor has started liking the Hindu male caress on her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā ass...

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb didn’t want her Ammī Ħuzoor to enjoy even a bit…Al Zubédā Al Wahāb brought her mouth to my ear and whispered……

“Yaar.. Durgesh! es Kutiya Ammī ka rape karna hai…Ise pyār nahin karnā hai..Pyār båd men kar lena…Ék bār is kambakħt ko chod loge, to haméshā kħud tumko bula bula kar tumse chudvāyégī. Mérī Ammī hai to kyā huā? Yah itni sexy hai ki iske genes mujhmein hone ki vajah sé hī main bhi itni sexy hoon. Hum iske sāth koī burāī nahīn kar rahé. Main iski beti hoon. Iski bhookħī Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Choot ké liyé ék shandar Uncut Hindu Lund kā intezam kar rahī hoon. Dekh lena. Ék bār tumse chud jāné ké båd yah tāzindagī hum donon ko duāyén dégī. Eskī Gānđ ko itna smack karo…itna spank karo…ki Kutiya char din tak baith bhee na paye…Ħaramzadi..Maza le rahee hai..”

Main muskurāyā,

“Okay! Al Zubédā Al Wahāb!…Now see…” I licked my lips and kissed Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed’s beautiful gorgeous Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb told me―

“Fuck her now soon. If anyone comes―”

I undressed Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed.

Her nightie was thrown away by me now aside.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was not saying anything now.

However, she was enjoying my every action now.

It was clear.

She could not hide the fact from me.

Moreover, she wanted to kiss me now.

I hadn’t hit her in spite of persistent demands from her own real daughter, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb.

Allah!

Was Durgesh treating even her as his new woman?

Allah Allah Kħair Sallah!

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was astonished on herself also.

How was she enjoying it after such a humiliation continuously?

But, she was enjoying.

It cannot be denied.

My actions were winning her.

I opened her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān legs.

Then my palm covered her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt, touched it, squeezed it, and then started to massage it.

Allah!

Allaaaaaah!

Yā Shāhe Madīnā.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed could not control her now any more.

As soon as my Hindu Penis touched her hand, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed held it involuntarily.

“Enjoying, Ammī Ħuzoor darling?” I winked at her.

“Shut up!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed could not meet my eyes.

She did not leave my Hindu Penis however.

“Pump it, Sālī!”I admonished her.

“If she does not cooperate spank her, Durgesh darling!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb advised me.

“No―No!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was afraid of her daughter immediately, “Don’t listen to my daughter, Durgesh! I’m playing with your Hindu Penis now! I’m playing with your Hindu Penis now!”

“Suck Durgesh’s Hindu Penis, Bitch!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb ordered her real mother, “You detested that I was mad for it. Show me how mad you are now for it.”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed also started to lick my Hindu Penis.

Then she took it into her mouth and started to suck it passionately.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb was smiling victoriously.

I lay on my back.

“Come on, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed darling! Sit on my Hindu Penis.” I ordered her.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed hesitated somewhat.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb proceeded.

She made her Ammī Ħuzoor to sit on my Hindu Penis forcibly.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb held my Hindu Penis and entered it into her Ammī Ħuzoor’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt.

“Ooooohhhhhh yeh kaya ker rahe ho tum donon? Mujhe mmar dalogey kaya? oooooooohhhhhhh Allaaaaaaaaaah!”
Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed ko bahut dard hua per Al Zubédā Al Wahāb kahan sunne wali thī!

I started to fuck Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed passionately.

How many times, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed climaxed on my throbbing Hindu Penis into her tight Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt she had forgotten.

It was a series of climaxes.

I filled her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt ultimately with my abundant Hindu Sperm.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was lying on her back on the bed quite exhausted.

Her husband had never fucked her so much as Durgesh has fucked her in a day.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was exhausted.

She had climaxed on my Hindu Penis so much.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed did not know for how much time she lay there exhausted.

When she saw that, her daughter had prepared and was going out again she managed to ask her daughter Al Zubédā Al Wahāb.

“Next time when are you calling Durgesh to disgrace and humiliate me?”

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb smiled.

She went out of room.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb knew now that her Ammī Ħuzoor Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed will now never scold for coming late.

Instead, she will scold her now if she would not bring Durgesh with her.

Durgesh’s Hindu Penis had won her Ammī Ħuzoor Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed, as Al Zubédā Al Wahāb had expected and planned.

She did not have another option.

Her Ammī did not allow her to have it.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed also got his share.

He was the person who was actually behind, and actually responsible, for all of it.

“I can’t leave him unpunished.” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said when I had made her mother, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed, my Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Burrāque, my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Ghođī and my great Hindu Penis was visiting her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Gānđ.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed was uttering:

“Ooooohhhhhh yeh kaya ker rahé ho I bétā? mujhé mmar dalogey kya oooooooohhhhhhh Allaaaaaaaaaah!”

“Sālī!”Main uski dilkash Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Gānđ mārtā huā Hindi men bolā, “Abhi bhi mujhe bétā kah rahi hai. Bahut Ūnchī chīz hai Yaar, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb! Your Ammī Ħuzoor.”

“Kamīnī Kutiyā!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb laughed, “Durgesh is not your bétā any more. He is your Kħasam now forever.”

“Kh―Kħ― Kħasam― Kħasam?” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed asked.

The entire evertight pathway of her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass was being stretched up to the point of tearing it up.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed could not believe she was getting so much pain, yet so much pleasure, simultaneously.

Yet, it was true.

Yet, it was true!

My extraordinary long and thick Hindu Prick was stretching and tearing up her extraordinary beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

It was vanishing whole into her beautiful mast Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Gānđ, coming out till only its strongest Hindu knob was inside, and then vanishing again whole into her beautiful mast Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Gānđ.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed could still not believe she was getting so much pain, yet so much pleasure, simultaneously due to the continuous mighty Hindu penetrations of my extraordinary long and thick Hindu Prick into her beautiful mast Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Gānđ.

Yet, it was true.

Yet, it was true!

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed could not deny it to herself at least.

My extraordinary long and thick Hindu Prick was stretching and tearing up her extraordinary beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Her almost impotent Saůūdī Årab Musalmān husband, Al Quāsim Al Saåeed never penetrated her extraordinary beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.

Both her pink round fleshy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks were filling my nude strong Hindu lap repetitively, moving apart to give space to my throbbing everlongest, everthickest Hindu Penis between them.

They were quivering now on my Hindu male lap.

“Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed darling!” I penetrated her glorious Saůūdī Årab Muslimā ass again, playing with her beautiful erect Saůūdī Årab Muslimā female breasts, “What is the name of your Bhābhījān, Safdar’s mother’s I mean.”

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb laughed in satanic pleasure.

She was also very beautiful.

Safdar had numerous sisters also who were also very very beautiful.

My Hindu Penis was burning more as Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed, even described their beauty to us.

I immediately wanted to fuck all of them.

When I reached the Al Saåeed Royal family, Safdar was not in the palace.

Only his extraordinary beautiful Årab Musalmān mother and sisters were in the royal palace.

His sister, Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed, welcomed me.

“Hello!” extraordinary beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān royal young woman, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed, smiled at me, “Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed Buā has telephoned. You are Safdar’s friend?”

“Yes, my dear!” I also returned her smile.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed observed me from head to feet.

“I see! ‘Yes, my dear’? May I ask your good name, please?”

“Durgesh, my darling! Durgesh is my name.”

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed again observed me from head to feet.

“‘Yes, my dear’? ‘My darling’? Great! I did not know Safdar had so interesting friends.”

“Not friends. ‘Friend’. Singular number.”

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed smiled vivaciously now.

“I see! I see!”

“Yes! I can also see!”

“What?”

“You have very beautiful eyes.”

“Thank you. Thank you.” Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed laughed, “I’m going out at present. Ammī Ħuzoor are in the bathroom, having a bath. You just wait. I’m coming within an hour. Okay?”

“Okay by me.” I also laughed.

“If Ammī Ħuzoor call me and ask for something, will you mind to oblige her?”

“Oh, no. Never! Don’t worry! I always oblige the Beauties.”

“I see. I see.” Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed laughed and went out.

I was sitting now in the royal drawing hall.

I surveyed it.

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