1: Of my Musalmān friends
That opened my eyes.
“You made the parents go nude?”
“Well, no. We agreed to suspend the rule. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an said they really wouldn’t mind but we didn’t believe her, right?”
I just nodded.
I had no idea where this was going.
“Well, Al Shafīq Al Qur’an and Al Qur’an Al Majīd got there around five. We started up the Marquita machine. After two or three rounds of very tequila heavy drinks, Al Qur’an Al Majīd held up her hand. We all shut up. So she said that Al Vaqār Al Qur’an had told her about our rule. We were shocked and a bit embarrassed but Al Qur’an Al Majīd didn’t stop. She said she thought it was cool and why had we stopped doing it? Well, I said because they were visiting. Durgesh, Al Qur’an Al Majīd and Al Shafīq Al Qur’an stood up and, I swear, started taking their clothes off. I went to look at Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and she’s right next to them tossing off her clothes.”
I spit my coffee.
“You’re making that up!”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm looked me right in the eye.
“On my heart, I swear, Durgesh, we were blown away. In thirty seconds, the three of them were naked and just sitting there as if it’s nothing. Then Al Shafīq Al Qur’an looked at us and smiled. ‘Well?’ is all he said. Durgesh, what choice did we have? We all got up and stripped.”
I gave her a look.
“I have pictures.”
I spit coffee again.
“Told you I’d curl your toes, Durgesh.”
“So your game kinda backfired, eh?”
I noticed that the small dark circle was now twice that size and very dark.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm caught me looking and just smiled.
“Yeah, not what we were expecting, to say the least.”
“So, were Al Vaqār Al Qur’an’s parents in good shape or what?”
“Hmmm I think you’re really beginning to like this story, Durgesh. Yeah, pretty good. Al Qur’an Al Majīd was built like Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and her Abbū’s a runner so he was all tall and lean.”
She saw my eyes.
“Yeah, he got a little wood when we all got naked but it faded as we went back to drinking. That was it until bedtime. We all got up, made dinner, drank some more, laughed a lot and went to bed.”
I glanced quickly at the space between my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter’s thighs.
The gusset was all very dark and looked to be actually seeping through.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm would occasionally clench her smooth beautiful young Musalmān thighs but she made a point of opening back up.
There had to be more.
My Uncut Hindu Dick was rock hard now.
She wanted to tell me more.
“That’s it?” I asked with a smirk.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm sighed, clenched her legs and re-opened them.
“Hell no, now is when it gets wild, I hope you’re ready.”
I slipped my hand under the table and just gave my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock a squeeze, she caught me.
“Ha Ha, you too? Good! Well, as I said, we all went to bed. I woke up an hour later and had to pee something awful. I raced to the bathroom and let it fly. I came out of the door and heard something. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an’s room is the only one past the bathroom. We joked that she can moan when she jilled and we won’t hear her. Well, I heard moaning. I was curious; I knew her folks were in there too.”
I slid my chair back a little. I knew my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, would see the tent in my boxers but I didn’t care. If she didn’t mind showing me her soaked panties then I didn’t mind. She glanced, paused and continued. I looked down and saw the wet spot where the tip of my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock was pressing up the silk, the spot expanding as I watched.
“The hall was pitch black, the nightlight was lying on the floor. That was curious indeed. As I moved closer, I saw the door was open. It was open a lot more than ‘oops I forgot to latch the door’ open. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an’s laptop was on. It was sitting on the desk next to the door and the screen bathed the room in a diffused light.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm paused to breathe.
Her breathing was a bit more ragged.
The wet spot was all the way down as far as I could see and the fabric had molded itself to her opening.
I wanted to stroke my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock, but I resisted.
“So, what did you see?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm paused and looked alternately at my face and my crotch.
She stuck her thumbnail in her teeth and nibbled as she spoke.
“You like my story of nudity, don’t you.”
She pointed at my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock.
“I know your Uncut Hindu Cock is more honest. Your Uncut Hindu Cock does.”
I laughed, ironically.
“I am not impotent.”
She was nibbling that nail again. There was a seemingly long silence.
“Wanna try it? Right now?”
I smiled teasing her.
“Uhhh not right now, let me get used to the idea.”
I was surprised, she didn’t press, and she just went back to the story.
“Well, I hope you don’t get weird about this but when I looked into the room Al Vaqār Al Qur’an was naked and riding you.”
“I see, your Al Vaqār Al Qur’an was fucking me. So what?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm quickly ran her hand down over her soaked panties as she clarified.
“Um Durgesh, she was riding your unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock, you were fucking her. She was moaning up a storm and I was very sure this wasn’t the first time.”
My eyes bolted wide at the idea that my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, had witnessed someone actually engaging in her deepest and most guilt filled fantasy.
I had to be sure.
“Sure? It must have been her Ammī, Al Qur’an Al Majīd, dear.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm scoffed.
“Uh no Durgesh, I saw her, sitting in a chair with two fingers up her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.”
“Durgesh, she locked eyes with me and just smiled.”
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm laughed lightly.
“Well, what did you do?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm gave me a very wicked smile.
My hand was in my lap, just brushing my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock.
I couldn’t stop myself.
“You didn’t go in?”
“Hell, no! Nobody invited me but Al Qur’an Al Majīd seemed to like me watching. So, I watched and then went back to my room and jilled off for like a fucking hour.”
I sighed and leaned back letting my thumb caress my shaft through the silk. Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm noticed.
“Glad to know you’re not grossed out. I wasn’t sure you’d like this story.”
I just looked at her and brushed my silk cased Uncut Hindu Dick.
I looked between Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s legs.
There was a visible puddle on the vinyl below the soaked gusset of her panties.
“Well, next morning we were all up except Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and her folks. I was the only one that saw anything because nobody gave any hint they had. We were all naked, of course.”
“Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm, you like this naked thing, don’t you?”
I had inadvertently given her the lead-in she was hoping for.
“Damn right Durgesh! Wanna see?”
She stood and held her hands at the hem of her tee.
“I will if you will, Durgesh.”
I had to make one last try, just to make sure.
“Um you are still my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter,”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm ignored me.
She crossed her hands and pulled up, her tee shirt off in a whisk of tired cotton.
She dropped it on the floor and went right to the waistband of her panties.
Her breasts were big and firm, just like her Ammī’s at that age. She had big brown areolas crowned with a big fat hard nipple.
I’d never seen her breasts so openly.
They were amazing.
“We’re just two adults, Durgesh; it’s no biggie, you chicken?”
I crossed my personal Rubicon, there was no turning back now.
I stood up, proud of my tent.
As I watched Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm slid the panties down, slowly baring the very base of her abdomen.
She spread her legs, just a little and slid them down a little more.
I looked and I noticed she was looking at me as she did it.
As the waistband went below the gusset it stayed and soon the garment was upside down, the waistband at her smooth beautiful young Musalmān thighs and the gusset still close to her magnanimous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān crotch.
She looked right in my eyes and slowly tugged down.
The fabric was released from its sexual adhesive and dropped down, leaving a small thin line connecting the crotch of her panties to her extremely beautiful young Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān vagina.
I sighed as I pulled the front of my boxers out and slid them down until they fell of their own weight to my ankles, where I stepped out and tossed them aside with my toe.
“Happy now, my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter?”
She sat back down leaving her magnificent nude Musalmān legs wide.
“Yes, for now.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm sat down and now let her had drop to her wide open and glistening extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
She began to run her finger idly up and down the plump Musalmān lips, occasionally dipping in at the bottom.
I couldn’t help it.
I sat down, facing her, our legs almost touching and began to slowly stroke my fat seven inches.
“Yeah, nice one indeed, Durgesh, real nice.”
I stared at her fingers as they moved around her soaked Musalmān slit.
“Mmmmm you too, my dear.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm got back to her story.
“So, in a while Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and her folks came in, naked like us. We were talking for a while. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an caught my eye and looked towards her room. We went up and I closed the door. Now you know Al Vaqār Al Qur’an, she’s so tall and blonde and she had those big beautiful Musalmān tits. Well, we were in her room and she was standing so close to me. She looked at me and told me her Ammī told her I was watching them for a long time. She said I must be okay with what they were doing. I said at first I was very surprised but then I knew it was turning me on. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an asked me, even when I went down on my Ammī? I had to tell her, especially that. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an kissed me like a lover, Durgesh, it felt great. I’d never done anything with girls until then. While she kissed me, Al Vaqār Al Qur’an pinched my nips and then fingered me. Durgesh, I came in like a minute, I was amazed. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an said, I’ll stop by later and we went back to the kitchen.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm stopped her story and got up.
We were sitting on two typical wooden kitchen chairs.
She moved hers closer.
She slipped into her chair and lifted her legs.
I got the message and soon our legs were stretched out on each other.
Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy was inches away from my Uncut Hindu Dick.
Now I could clearly smell her excitement.
Her hand went down and spread her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy while her other hand massaged it.
I was stroking my Uncut Hindu Dick.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm liked watching me stroking.
“Keep that up, Durgesh, I’ve got more. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an slipped into my room around midnight. Her folks had left around nine. We were naked, of course. She was on top of me in my bed and we were kissing. It felt so good. Durgesh, I could feel her juices running out of her and on me. Between kisses she was asking me questions. Have I ever had sex with a girl, I told her no. She was rubbing her body on mine and it felt so good, so soft.”
She picked up her pace, suddenly clenched her legs and groaned.
“OHHHHHFFFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKKKK SSSOOO GOOOOOOD!”
I watched as she got her breath back.
She had a light sheen of sweat on her.
“That’s the first one today. You’re holding back aren’t you?”
I just nodded.
She smiled and continued.
“So, Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and I were kissing. She ran her finger down my side, over my hip and between my legs. Durgesh, the girl knows just what turns Musalmān girls on. She was rubbing me, right here.”
My eyes went right to Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy as she used her fingers to caress herself between the fat inner lips of her sex and her leg.
I looked up and Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm was looking right into my eyes.
She just kept talking.
“It felt so good. I wanted to return the favor, so, for the first time I touched another woman sexually. I rolled her over and put my mouth on one of her little nips. Durgesh, she moaned so nicely. I ran my hand down her tummy and over the little fuzz over her beautiful young Musalmān slit. I knew how my extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy felt but hers was different. The lips were big and fat and she was so fucking wet.”
By now Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm had given up any pretense. Her hand was massaging her sex, the finger darting in and out and then up to flick the hard Musalmān clit that stuck out so proudly from its hood.
I had to leave my Uncut Hindu Dick alone.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm was in the zone and just kept telling the story.
“So, I loved the feel of another woman. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an was fingering me now too. She moved her beautiful Musalmān mouth next to my ear and asked have I ever had sex with a Hindu. I panted no. she was telling me how wonderful and close we were now and how she’s never horny because somebody is always around to help. I must have moaned something about it being wrong and she tongued my ear, which gave me a small cum, and said not if everybody is old enough and was cool and realistic with it. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an said the entire Musalmān houseladies fuck their Musalmān mankind’s Hindu male friends or acquaintances, either openly or clandestinely.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm stopped talking.
She sat in that chair, two fingers of her left hand sliding in and out of her gaping and soaked extremely beautiful young Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān vagina.
My hand moved down to gently touch my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock.
I looked up and met Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s eyes.
I knew what was going to happen.
I already had the answer.
I saw her lips part as she began to speak the words that would change our lives.
“We’re old enough, Durgesh.”
It wasn’t a question.
Her right hand moved up and massaged her full breast, pinching the nipple.
Her eyes were still right on mine.
“Are you cool with it?”
There it was.
Her Fantasy fulfilled, but I had to ask.
“Are you sure about this? There’s no turning back.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm slipped her legs off mine, got up and shoved the chair back.
My legs were spread from letting her up.
She wilted to her knees in front of me.
“I’ve been sure since I saw you fucking my Ammī in her room. Who the hell wants to turn back ever? If I, I’d never given birth to our son.”
Her hands were moving up my thighs as she looked into my eyes and spoke those words.
I was panting hard.
I didn’t say anything.
Was all she said as she quickly moved in and took my hard Uncut Hindu Penis into her supple Musalmān mouth.
I was in Jannat, but had to warn her.
“I’m going to cum any second, sorry.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm pulled off quickly.
“Do it Durgesh, cum in my Musalmān mouth, please.”
Her lips slid down my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock and I was done.
“Allah, OHHHH FUUUCCKKK, OHHHHH Durgeshhhhhhhh!”
I blew hard right in my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter’s mouth.
She gulped and licked, savoring every Hindu drop I spewed.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm cleaned off my Uncut Hindu Prick and just stayed there, on her knees.
She toyed with my Uncut Hindu Dick as she talked.
“So, who’s Ůzmah Altāf Waħīd who sends masturbation vids for her Hindu lover?”
“All you need to know is that your Ammī is aware of what’s going on and approves. At least until her health improves.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm got up and moved towards the family room.
She stopped at the doorway and turned to look at me.
Her full hips leaned against the doorframe and one breast brushed the wall.
The mane of dark brown hair covered her shoulders.
There was a sheen that surrounded the top of her pink Musalmān slit.
“Get up and come hug your friend’s little Musalmān girl.”
I got up and moved to her.
She turned to face me and we embraced.
I can’t describe how it felt to hold a naked twenty something Musalmān woman.
She was soft but firm, her skin supple and fresh.
I moved my lips to hers, she was panting.
“Kiss me like a lover, Durgesh. Kiss me like you want to fuck your friend’s daughter.”
I enveloped her full Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān body in my strong Hindu arms and molded my mouth to hers.
Her lips opened and our tongues met, caressed and tussled as we held each other hard enough to hurt.
This was deep love and deep passion, played out on a small stage, a suburban kitchen.
Cooking would never be the same.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm gave into the naughty female Musalmān lust she first felt when she watched her Ammī fucking me, when she was only 18 year old girl.
She fucked me in the same night when I slept.
It was her eighteenth birthday.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm celebrated it with me.
I was fully awake even while she sucked me, but it was too late to stop her then.
I never knew I impregnated her right on her eighteenth birthday and she gave birth to our son having him as my eighteenth birthday present to her.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm pulled her face back from our embrace.
Our breath was ragged and fast.
My unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock was already coming back to life.
I needed to be inside that Musalmān girl.
“I want to take Ůzmah Altāf Waħīd’s place, Durgesh. Let me be the surrogate, please?”
I felt guilty somewhat but now I too wanted her.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm had already gone too far.
I looked into her brown Musalmān eyes and cupped her beautiful young Musalmān face.
I needed to dial this back a little.
“Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm, baby, I’ve let my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock get me into a bad spot. I shouldn’t have done this. I don’t know what to do. I can’t lie to your Ammī.”
My friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, looked deep into my eyes.
“Durgesh, do you trust me?”
“Yes, baby, yes I do.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm gently pulled from my arms, turned and headed for the big sectional couch.
“Then trust me and come in here, it’ll all be okay.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm sat on the deep soft cushions of the couch.
I was preoccupied watching Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm masturbate.
I knew what she was doing.
She was working on reviving her Ammī’s Hindu lover.
She continued as if I had never complained.
By now, the bright morning sun was bathing her beautiful naked Musalmān body like a floodlight.
Her small hand probed and caressed the folds of her young extremely beautiful young Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān vagina as I watched.
The liquid sound of her exploration was fuel for her desire.
I glanced at the clock, we still had time.
She wasn’t going to stop, ever.
“Sit on the floor Durgesh, and watch. So, a month or so later, I was invited to Al Vaqār Al Qur’an’s place. Now Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and I had a regular sex thing going by now. Nobody knew, really, I mean that. I’d sneak down to her room late at night every once and a while and we’d make out and lick each other for a few hours. I’ll never be a lesbo, but I’ll never give up an occasional romp with a woman either. Well, Al Vaqār Al Qur’an drove and I had questions that she diverted. I gave up and changed the subject since it was obvious she was waiting till we got there.”
Now Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm reached under the couch and produced a lovely, life-like vibrator.
This had been a set up but I figured WTF, right?
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm began to run the toy up and down her beautiful young Musalmān slit, occasionally probing her opening.
It was working.
“I guess you’re okay with your new surrogate?”
I stroked my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock and smiled.
“You said to trust you.”
“I also said I want you to fuck me.”
I laughed lightly.
“No, you didn’t.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm plunged the vibrator deep into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
I watched as a froth of milky girl essence bathed the toy and remained as it slid out.
“OHHHHHHHHH, well I just did!”
I began to move off the couch.
“No, Durgesh, not yet. I need to finish my story.”
I sat back down, my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock and libido rampant.
But I remembered this is but the first chapter.
“We went to Al Vaqār Al Qur’an’s house, mansion actually. You do immense things that make gobs of money. We grabbed our duffels and walked in the front door. Durgesh, the entryway is the size of this room! Al Vaqār Al Qur’an took me up to her room and told me this is where I’m staying. She had a double bed, that’s it. I looked at her and she just smiled and said, ‘it’s okay, you’ll see.’ She just stripped and looked at me and asked if I wanted to go swimming. I figured, why not, Al Vaqār Al Qur’an hadn’t said anything about her folks being home. We got towels and made the long walk to the back door and out to this amazing pool. I stopped short. There, in three lovely lounges, were her parents, and her sixty plus year old Hindu lover, all nude! Al Vaqār Al Qur’an just shoved me along. I’d seen Al Qur’an Al Majīd and Al Shafīq Al Qur’an naked already, and more, but I had forgotten she had an utmost experienced Hindu lover. Well, I got over my surprise fast and just went along and shook everybody’s hands to say hello. That wasn’t enough. Al Shafīq Al Qur’an and Al Qur’an Al Majīd both got up to give me a hug. Hugs which lasted a nice long time and I enjoyed. Particularly when Al Qur’an Al Majīd whispered in my ear and her hand ran down the crease of my ass, saying something like ‘can’t wait to know you better.’ you hugged me and I felt your unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock rubbing my pussy as it got a bit bigger. You ran your tongue across my lips. I had to take the lead and hold you tightly. Your Uncut Hindu Dick got real big fast. I gave you a light kiss and said thanks for the complement. That loosened you up.
We all sat aback down and Al Qur’an Al Majīd wasted no time getting right to the point. She basically said, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm you’ve seen us so you know. We’re nudists and swingers and we engage in family loving. Durgesh, the utmost experienced Hindu lover, had ever been introduced to the family love since he turned 18. I’ve talked to Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and we know you don’t have a problem with this. Then Durgesh, she just blew me away when she asked if I wanted to be part of their weekend long orgy. I swear my mouth hit the ground. I looked at Al Vaqār Al Qur’an and she smiled but then looked a little worried. I thought for a second. Durgesh, I’ve done some wild things with you but this was new. I looked at them all and decided. I got up and went over to you, kneeled beside the lounge and took your unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock in my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān mouth. I heard Durgesh, the utmost experienced Hindu lover, practically shout, “YES!” Well, Durgesh, the utmost experienced Hindu lover, got up and I looked out the corner of my eye as Al Qur’an Al Majīd just spread her legs. As your unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock grew in my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān mouth I watched as Durgesh, the utmost experienced Hindu lover, slid between Al Qur’an Al Majīd’s smooth Musalmān thighs. She moaned something like ‘come and fuck me, baby’. Durgesh I was so jazzed I took all of Your unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock right down. Al Vaqār Al Qur’an was just watching. Then she came over, snaked under me and started licking my pussy.”
I’m sitting there, trying to imagine the scene when Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm stopped talking.
I looked at her.
“Oh Durgesh I’ll tell the rest later. Right now I need that unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock of yours inside me, please?”
It never entered my mind to say no.
What the use was.
She was already fucking me and had given birth to our son even.
I got up and moved to her, she shifted so we could lie on the couch.
I was going to ask one more time if she was sure but I just gave in.
She had one leg up over the back of the couch and the other on the floor.
I just moved in, got comfortable and positioned my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock at her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān entrance.
I looked into my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter’s eyes and slid my Uncut Hindu Dick in.
Was all Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm said as her eyes rolled back in her young beautiful head.
I was in her heaven, she’d dreamed of this for years and now I felt my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock pressing the soft wet Musalmān tunnel open as I bottomed out in Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
She growled, wrapping her sturdy Musalmān legs around me and pulling my hips in.
Having her blow me had been a good thing, now I was going to last a while.
I looked up towards the stairs and smiled.
I had time.
I pulled my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock out and looked at her.
“Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm baby, let’s get on the floor.”
She scrambled out from under me and got on all fours.
“Plow me Durgesh, good and hard.”
I moved behind her and lined up.
Grabbing her full hard Musalmān hips I rammed home and began to pound my friend’s little girl’s extremely beautiful young Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān vagina.
“Oh, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm, you feel so good! So tight!”
She panted under me.
“That’s cause you are soooo bad! You teased me too much. But I love it nevertheless!”
Her young beautiful head dropped to the floor that changed the angle.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm was so wet it was pouring out of her.
I just kept fucking, this was amazing.
Soon I felt her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy gripping my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock.
“Allah, Durgesh, I’m cumming!”
I shifted and changed my angle.
“YEEESSSS! THAT”S IT! OHHHHHHHHHFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK!”
I felt a rush of her young Musalmān fluid bathe my Uncut Hindu Dick and come squirting out all over it.
I felt her go limp under me so I stopped.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm slipped out and rolled over.
“You need to cum Durgesh and I want to see your face the first time.”
I moved in and she wrapped her legs behind me. Then, as I slid back in, my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, began to talk.
“You like fucking your friend’s daughter? Better than watching and jerking off isn’t it?”
I was panting.
“I fuck your Ammī and close my eyes, imagining you.” I lied to her.
Let her feel she is needed too.
“Now you don’t have to. I want to keep fucking you Durgesh. Now, cum for me, fill your friend’s girl’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy with your Hindu cum!”
The talking did me in.
I felt the surge coming up from my toes.
My unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock was being massaged by her slippery Musalmān sheath and I just gave in.
I plunged in and out moving so the head of my Uncut Hindu Dick was rubbing her G spot.
Then I felt it.
I rammed deep and held, feeling the pulse of my orgasm and the surge of my Hindu fluids cascading into my friend’s college daughter’s wanting extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
As my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock stopped twitching I slowly pulled out.
My member pushed along by a wave of our collective ashvinātam fluids that coursed out as my stopper left the hole.
I just fell on her.
“That was great baby.”
“No nonsense, Durgesh. We’re gonna do that again right?”
“Not sure, your Ammī……..”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm reached over and stroked my arm.
“I’ll work on her, Durgesh, you’ll see. But right now we better shower.”
She was right.
We reeked of sex and the room did too.
I kicked up the A/C and we straightened up, still naked.
Then we each took our pile of clothes and snuck off to our bedrooms.
I quietly slipped the latch on the door.
It opened and I slipped in before it opened all the way.
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr was on the bed, naked, a large life-like vibrator was plunged into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy and one of her hands was massaging her clit as the other pinched and pulled alternate nipples.
“How’s your Thyroid condition?” I asked her gravely.
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr sighed, put her hand on the toy and began rhythmically fucking herself.
“Be better right now, if you hadn’t put your second load in my daughter.”
I climbed on the bed and just watched.
“Well, I am sorry but I’m sure you can imagine, besides it looked like you’ll get your chance. Hey, at least you got to watch.”
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr took a break from masturbating.
“Does she have any idea? How was Ůzmah Altāf Waħīd?”
“She is very sure it was all her idea and I just folded. I don’t know where you found that vid and the woman saying my first name sealed it.”
I looked at the woman I loved more than anyone.
This had been her idea.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm had told her about the times watching Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr and me fuck.
The first time, out of guilt, the second time, she encouraged Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm to go fuck me.
“How did you know she’d make a move?”
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr looked down and then cast her eyes up at me.
“I was a bad Ammī, I read her diary, and it was just like she told you.”
“What about my sixty five?”
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr got a dreamy look.
“Well, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm seems to like older man. I’ll ask her the next time we’re together.”
I felt my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock coming back to life.
“Hmmmmm looked like you’re interest is reviving. Come over here, you owe me.”
I got up and took her hand.
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr rose from the bed, a questioning look in her eye.
“Later, my lover, right now, you need to go towel off your young sexy Musalmān daughter.”
As we walked out of our bedroom and into a new life, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr looked at me.
“Maybe we’ll get invited to Al Shafīq Al Qur’an and Al Qur’an Al Majid’s place. Al Qur’an Al Majīd too loves your unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.”
“Who doesn’t if she is a beautiful Musalmān houselady?” Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr added winking at me appreciatively, “Am I correct, my Anant Muslimātchod Hindu Piyā!?”
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1: Of my Musalmān friends
As usual, I was awake at six and, as usual, my cock was wide awake, even pissing didn’t calm it.
I slipped out of bed to let Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm sleep.
She was up all night and eventually took an Ambien.
She’d be out until noon.
It was warm, being late May so I was in just a pair of boxers to sleep.
I padded down to the kitchen to start my morning routine.
The house is a big colonial.
The kitchen is in the back corner.
There’s a big table that seat six in front of the slider to the screen porch.
The island and counters or off to the right of the table.
I looped around the bottom of the stairs and look out the slider.
It was going to be a nice day.
I’ll probably go for a run later.
I liked being in shape.
Despite my sixty five, I was still in shape so much that most of them sincerely believed I was thirty five only.
Just Eighteen Just Adult claimed I was twenty eight only.
The men hero-worshiped me, instead of being jealous of me.
Yes, there were some of them that were even jealous of me sometimes.
Yet, even they couldn’t deny they hero-worshiped me mostly instead of being jealous.
Usually, I started my coffee and, while it brewed, I was watching a video of Ůzmah Altāf Waħīd.
The computer was up on the counter so I could watch while I walked there doing my walking exercise.
Ůzmah Altāf Waħīd was on the balcony of her apartment, naked, and working her shaved extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy with a lovely vibrator.
She was about 44 and thin.
She shaved and had a nice set of beautiful Musalmān tits, probably a C. As she fucked herself, she repeated my name and told me how much she missed me and my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in her ever ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt .
Well, who the hell didn’t if she was beautiful, they said.
They flattered me?
Because they knew, I’d love to hear it?
Well, I damn care as long as they keep fucking me.
I kept watching.
Just as I was about to slip my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cockout I hear giggling.
“Nice one, Durgesh.”
I walked confidently and slammed the computer.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm, my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter!
I forgot she finished her junior year at college and was coming home.
She must have gotten in late last night.
I turned to face the counter.
She just walked in, wearing a long tee that I assumed had something under it.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm grabbed a cup and stepped next to me, filling it.
I stood there, controlling myself neither humiliated, nor shrinking.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s Ammī must have reminded me of her daughter, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm.
Only because I didn’t fuck her, until she herself didn’t fuck me, could not allow her to push me in this humiliating position with her own daughter, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm just went, pulled out one of the chairs and sat, putting her marvelous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass on the edge.
She leaned back.
She had the chair turned away from the table, sort half facing the slider and half facing me.
She looked quite comfortable sitting there.
The long tee had moved a little but still covered the apex of her smooth beautiful young Musalmān thighs.
As I took my first sip I looked over my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm.
She was built like her Ammī, not real tall but nice and curvy.
I knew she had no bra on.
She seldom wore them at home and her C to almost D breasts were having a life of their own as she moved.
As she sipped, she pushed her thick brown hair back and cocked her young beautiful head.
“Durgesh, it’s no big deal, really. You know I’m not a virgin and I’ve seen your unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock penetrating my own Ammī.”
I knew my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, was not a virgin because I caught her in her senior year of high school fucking myself when I was sleeping in my room.
I scolded her.
Yet she kept fucking me entirely unashamed of herself.
It was the old story.
She wasn’t supposed to be getting home early.
The kitchen was silent now, just the muted sounds of the birds waking up.
“You should never have done that, you know it.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm gave a little laugh.
We’ve never really talked about this.
Back then, I just pretended it never happened and she never brought it up, until now.
I moved to get a mug and fill it.
My unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock had wilted well under the circumstances and it was safe.
I turned towards the table and saw Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm looking at me over the rim of her mug, a whimsical look in her extremely beautiful brown Musalmān eyes.
“Uh huh, Durgesh, and did you not mean to stay that long and love me fucking you, both times?”
I controlled myself not to redden.
I didn’t know she knew about the second time too I had wakened.
We had taken a family vacation the next year.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s Ammī had brought me, separate rooms, our rules, even though Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm and I knew what was going to happen.
Anyway, we took off first thing in the morning.
It was a French island and I went walking while Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm slept on the beach under the umbrella.
I found out the beach had a nude section.
There were clothed people walking through but I felt funny so I cut up into the dunes.
Well, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm found one Hindu man Musalmān woman couple just finishing a fuck and steered away only to practically stumble on another.
She changed course and was much more careful and the third time, heard them first.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm was curious so she got closer.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm carefully used the dune grass to shield her approach.
As the grass thinned, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm could see a man standing and a woman on her knees in front of him.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm loved blowjobs and she was going to enjoy watching.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm shifted her position to see and got a surprise.
It was Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s Ammī and Durgesh again.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm didn’t leave.
I was a handsome guy and all muscle.
Well, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm watched as her Ammī took my long thick unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock right down her Musalmān throat.
“Oh Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, baby, I love it when you suck my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock. You are so good.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s still marvelously beautiful Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, slipped her lush Musalmān lips off the big head of my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock.
“That’s because I love sucking your unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock, lover.”
Then Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, greedily slammed her beautiful Musalmān mouth back down on her lover’s Uncut Hindu Penis.
Using her hand under it to twist and stroke.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm looked around to make sure she wasn’t seen by anyone.
This was wrong but Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm didn’t care.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm began masturbating, watching as her Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, gave me an excellent blowjob.
After a few minutes, I gently pulled her off and lay down.
My unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock was ready.
As I lay down it rested against my hard abs.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, stepped over me, straddling my waist.
She knelt down and got comfortable in the sand.
Both of us were breathing hard.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s Musalmān Pussy was immensely wet.
So wrong but so exciting.
We were looking into each other’s eyes as Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s still marvelously beautiful Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, reached under her and aimed my Hindu rod.
Then as we both groaned, she settled her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy on my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock.
“I’m going to last too long, baby, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr.” I smiled impishly, “Call your beautiful Musalmān lady friends first to replace you if you can’t accompany me that long.”
“Hey, what do you think of me? Am I stupid enough not to understand even it? I’ve already arranged for as many replacements of mine as you need. Don’t worry, I’d never leave you unsatisfied. Just fuck me!”
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr panted as she pumped my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock into her soaked extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
The liquid sound of our union was audible even where Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm stood touching herself.
I fucked Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s still miraculously beautiful Ammī, for hours nonstop.
“Allah,” Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s still miraculously beautiful Ammī, wondered, “How the hell do you have such an infinite lust to fuck us Musalmān houseladies even at your sixty five while you are fucking us extremely beautiful Musalmān houseladies your entire life since your earliest childhood? Your Hindu lust for us beautiful Musalmān houseladies is still infinite, miraculously.”
“I never fuck you extremely beautiful Musalmān houseladies only to enjoy your ever incomparable Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān beauty.”
“You always say that.”
“Because that’s the truth.”
“I can’t believe you.”
“You are my ashvinātam Sharīr Yantr. We both make it when we fuck. I always told you. Why don’t you understand?”
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is correct in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī vaginal rheostat theory?”
“Yes, but she molds it sometimes to her own benefits unscientifically too.”
“Every politician does that,” Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr laughed good-naturedly. “Gonna cum baby! Please cum with me at least in my mouth. Please. I beg of you. ”
“Okay, but in your mouth, not in your Cunt still now.”
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr leapt off me and in a flash had my unique legendary ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock, shiny with her dew, in her beautiful Musalmān mouth. Just in time.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm saw my ass cheeks clench as I sent my Hindu cum down Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr’s, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm’s still miraculously beautiful Ammī’s throat.
Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr cleaned my wilting unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock off and we got up to leave.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm heard her Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, say.
“Durgesh, it’s exciting fucking here, I love it more when somebody sees us.”
Up until now, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm never knew her Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, was referring to Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm herself.
She was so excited that Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm fucked me again at the same night I fucked her Ammī, Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr, in the daytime.
Fortunately, Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm changed the subject, sort of.
She straightened up and took another sip of coffee.
“So, Durgesh, why weren’t you upstairs working that unit out on Ammī? I know you two love to fuck very much.”
“Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm, that’s a bit coarse. It’s that thyroid condition. She’s doing better but the meds have killed her sex drive temporarily. She had no interest at all now. It got very frustrating for both of us. But I’m not really wanting to discuss this with my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, thank you.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm took a sip.
She cocked her young beautiful Musalmān head.
“Got, huh? Wow, big change. I gotta tell you, I used to love hearing you two at night. So what are you doing about the lack of sex with my Ammī, Durgesh?”
I should have known.
Yet, I was surprised.
“You listened to us making love?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm laughed.
“Durgesh, I used to jill off listening, and that wasn’t making love, you two fucked.”
I had to get this conversation off this tack.
“Well, her meds and the Ambien have put an end to that, until she gets better, and I don’t think I should be talking about this with my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter,”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm waved her hand and put her cup down.
“Why not, Durgesh? I’m 21 years old, we’re both adults. Furthermore, I’ve seen you and Ammī fuck and, of course, I’ve fucked you too, you already know that now, right?”
I was in a rhetorical corner.
“Well, yes, but you are my friend’s daughter. What you did while I was asleep, wasn’t my fault.”
I made a point of not asking how she saw Shāziyah Āsif Zahīr and me.
I really was not feeling comfortable with this chat, partly because it was playing on a lot of guilty thoughts.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm laughed, shifted a little and then leaned back.
Her tee was now pulled up a bit and I could see she had green panties on.
The fabric was pressed tightly against her extremely beautiful young Musalmān mound.
I assumed she had continued her practice of shaving herself there as I could make out the pattern of her beautiful Musalmān vagina in the cotton.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm shrugged.
She moved her legs a bit.
That’s when it dawned on me.
My friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, was intentionally displaying herself to me.
This was new.
She’d never done anything like this.
She’s no prude but she always observed some decorum.
“Well, too bad, Durgesh. I think this is important and I’m not stopping. So, if Ammī’s out of service what are you doing?”
The whole scenario was hitting me a little too hard in the wrong way.
“Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm, this isn’t really your business and I really do not want to talk about it. Can we talk about something else, please?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm laughed and gave me a very knowing smirk.
I knew she was not letting this go.
“Hmmm, well, Durgesh, clearly, it’s more than just jerking off.”
How did this lovely little girl turn into such an outspoken woman?
She was on this like a badger and clearly enjoying my deliberate discomfort of my morals.
I could not fuck my friend’s daughter, even if she had already fucked me in my sleep.
“Well, aren’t you the worldly young woman?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm sighed and moved her left leg, turning her ankle in such a way that a gap opened between the leg of her panties and her thigh.
I couldn’t see anything but the shadow created fed my improper thoughts revived by my inappropriate memories.
The uncomfortable feeling of being grilled on this, kept my unique legendary, ever utmost competent, ever utmost wanted, ever utmost loved, Uncut Hindu Cock from reacting.
I got up to pour a second cup, filling hers.
She leaned forward to help me, giving me a clear view down the front of the tired tee shirt.
I looked, I couldn’t help it.
She had wonderful young Musalmān breasts, so young and firm. I turned away to put the carafe back on the unit.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm leaned back again.
“Durgesh, I’ve shared an apartment with four other girls for three years. We were like family. Your toes would curl if I told you what we’ve done.”
I was trying to think of a reason to leave the room and end this.
I was cautious for my resolve if I stayed.
However, when she said that, I lost any resolve I had.
I was going to see this through, wherever it went.
“Maybe I should sit down before you inevitably tell me, since you’re determined to shock me.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm giggled.
“Sit or stand, won’t matter, Durgesh. I know how big it is. I have fucked you more than even you know. I already have a son from you.”
I jumped inadvertently.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm smiled triumphantly.
“Surprised? Why should you? Most of us Musalmān houseladies of your friends do it.”
I was startled.
“Most of your Musalmān stepsisters did it. Most of your Musalmān stepdaughters did it. Most of your Musalmān stepmothers did it. Your bloody Hindu morals never left another option for us. You don’t understand your unique uniqueness. None can replace you ever. Neither sexually, nor emotionally, nor in any other manner whatsoever. We need you, you stupid. Why don’t you understand?”
I sat at the end of the table.
If anything came up, at least I had cover.
I was getting used to this, but it was still a bit odd.
I sipped my coffee and attempted to sound bored.
“I doubt you’d curl my toes but go ahead and try.”
“Okay, Durgesh, well, you’ve met the Musalmān girls, right? So, visualize us all at a nudist resort for a weekend.”
I had no trouble with that.
Why should I?
All her roommates were good looking Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān women.
Not fashion model or centerfold stuff but good looking and nicely built, nevertheless.
I’d love to see them playing volleyball naked.
I faked a yawn.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm smiled.
“We liked it so much we became nudists in the apartment. The whole thing was Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s idea, we just went with it.”
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, again?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm gave me a fake glare.
“Not good enough? Okay, we made a rule, all visitors had to be nude.”
I thought for a second, she had me on that one.
I looked at my friend, Aħmad Nadīm’s, daughter, and arched an eyebrow.
“Everybody? And how did that work out?”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm smiled.
She knew she had me on the hook now.
She shifted again, now opening up the other leg hole of her panties.
Still nothing but shadow, but now I was getting more comfortable.
I felt a little stirring too.
I was seated up to the table, so I was safe, for now.
However, I knew this was just beginning.
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm got a very wicked grin on her face.
Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!
Was she actually mother of my son?
A twenty one years old extremely beautiful young Musalmān lady!
Deliberately became the mother of my son, a Hindu’s they used to call Anant Muslimātchod Hindu!
So that she could make me feel guilty if I ever wanted to severe my relationship with her?
“Very well, Durgesh, and in some very interesting ways.” she said.
I looked at her as I took my mug and had another sip, waiting.
“Well, when Hindu guys stopped by, not necessarily our boyfriends, they fought it. They’d see us open the door naked and get all drooly until we told them the deal. But they gave in pretty quick. We’d hold small parties and they got pretty popular. I will confess we did took advantage of the situation but always in our rooms, no orgies or gangbangs.”
“I’m relieved to know that. I can only imagine what it was like.”
Āsiyah Aħmad Nadīm grinned.
She sat up, clenched her smooth beautiful young Musalmān thighs together, took a breath and settled back against the chair, with her legs slowly moving open to the position she had before.
Then I saw it, a small dark spot, exactly where you’d expect it to be.
That was my warning that this tale was going to get wild.
“I bet you can, Durgesh, I bet you can. But the real surprise was when Al Vaqār Al Qur’an’s parents came to visit her.”
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