Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’-9

 

Årab Mahā Bhārat:  1/22:

‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter3

Chapter 4

Chapter5

Chapter6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Medina city and province

Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer paused, smiled warmly, and reached for the tumbler of water on the lectern beside him.

His audience had applauded his last remark.

“My good friends,” he resumed, “my very good friends and hosts, let me say that your kindness, your hospitality, as well as your devotion to Islam, is nothing new to us Musalmeen. It’s as old as Hijrat-e-Nabvīs . I cannot thank you enough. I mean it. At home, at Al Kuwait Creations; I have often spoken of the ideal of good old fashioned Islamic Brotherhood. Here, in Al Medinah Al Munawwarah, I am sure that you understand I meant nothing anti-Al Saåūd Creations, or anti-Al Saåeed Creations, whatever you want to call yourselves respectfully and with pride. It was nothing chauvinistic or provincial as well, by such remarks. By Islamic Brotherhood, I did not mean the non-supremacy of the Årab Creations as well with respect to the rest of the Islamic Creations. I meant morality and decency in the way Musalmeen treat one another.”

Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer stopped for a moment, and he looked over the audience.

Taking a swallow of water once more, to ease his otherwise hoarse throat, he stood nodding his acknowledgment on the dais.

It was a vast open ground in front of Al Masjid Al Nabvīs.

“I’ve always acknowledged this Great Tree of Islam had its first kernel and roots in this soil. Tonight we are met here on the eve of a momentous five-power meeting, a meeting at which the foremost powers of the Multiverse are meeting.”

Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer, the eldest paternal uncle of, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr. Al Hudah Al Aħmad Al Zabeer, watched his audience once more.

His success in his own Creations, Al Kuwait Creations, depended on his success here in Al Saåeed Creations.

His utmost beautiful, mastermind, Saůūdī Årab Musalmān wife, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah; had repetitively told him so.

“I’ve successfully established my sexual relations with Durgesh now, Ůmer! Now, Durgesh can’t go exclusively on Al Huah’s side.”

“Thank you, Sābirah.”

“You are most welcome.”

“Now I have done what you requested me to do. Let’s see what you can do now.”

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed hates the ground Durgesh walks on. His beloved, Sheikħzādī Al Zubédah Al Waħāb; has punished him by making every beauty related to him sleep with Durgesh. He can’t befriend with Durgesh ever.”

“Oh oh!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah smiled significantly.

Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer continued to address his audience at Al Medinah Al Munawwarah,

“Your Sheikħ leaves for that crucial summit, tonight, at Jabalpur. Our Sheikħ Ammī is already there. You people wanted the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer; not to represent our Al Kuwait Creations at that summit. It has been managed somehow, by the grace of Allah. Our Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā and your Sheikħ, Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed, represent our belief in Islam and in the possible future still to be shaped. They say there’s a Dr. Hari Seldon born in the 11, 988th year of the Galactic Era. It is disputed that he died in 12, 069 GE. Some say he died actually, some claim he did not. Hindu Vishv managed something sinister not only to save him but to save his so called lady robot wife as well. Anyway, he was born on Helicon, Arcturus sector. He early showed amazing ability in mathematics as our Durgesh did. Anecdotes concerning his ability are innumerable, though some are contradictory. Undoubtedly, his greatest contributions are in the field of psychohistory.”

Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed looked at his ambitious friend from Al Kuwait Creations.

He had too surrendered to Durgesh.

He himself has sent his most beautiful wife, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah Al Waħāb, to woo Durgesh.

“The Hindu moron thinks he disgraces Musalmeen while he fucks the Muslimahs.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer had laughed, “All the Musalmeen Creations have sent their representative Muslim Beauties to his Ħarem, to safeguard their poltical, economic and social interests. Why shouldn’t I?”

Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed smiled helplessly at his most credible friend from Al Kuwait Creations,

“We broke up before noon. We’re reconvening at two. Our gang stayed over there to eat, but a few of us slipped out on the media and the rest of them, and came over here to talk it out in privacy. I’ve been sitting in this beautiful Palace study. There are a number of household, extremely beautiful, lady robots here, assigned to us. The Hindus are hospitable enough to see that their guests are comfortable.”

“Sure.” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed remarked curtly, “Why not? Ultimately, they don’t want any complaint from our women when they sleep with them.”

“Nonsense! It’s Hindus’ Marriage Policy. The Bachhalyas/Vats people professed it to its optimum. The Dvijs also professed it.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer laughed.

“And made Hinduism benevolent to the entire womankind and to the entire humankind thus in its due course, peacefully, without any violence whatsoever, at all?” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed asked ironically.

“Yes. They claim it to be so.”

“They claim it to be so.” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed repeated sarcastically, “What do you claim?”

“I’m not fool enough to differ with the almighties.”

“I hate you. How can you call the Hindus almighties?” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed retorted, “Aren’t you a Muslim anymore? There is only one almighty Allah Subħān wa Tåālā.”

“The Hindus are #1 now in every field. The Christians and the Jews are #2. We, the Musalmeen are #3.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer smiled. We were #2 once and the Hindus were #3. The Hindus progressed under the disguised leadership of Hindu Vishv and Durgesh. They progressed constantly. They became #2 gradually leaving us behind as #3. They defeated us Musalmeen in every field. We could not stop them.”

“Valī Aħad!”

“Please stop calling me Valī Aħad, Safdar!” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer said, “You Saåeeds failed in leading us Musalmeen. What a tragedy, we still don’t have any alternative to you Al Saåeeds. You are still the most powerful family in us Musalmeen. You sided with the Chief Commissioner Linge Chen. And Linge Chen succeeded.”

“Don’t be so sure, Valī Aħad!” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed smiled, “There’s a doubt that the Emperor Cleon I is still alive.”

“And he may appear in the Summit?” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer retorted, “It’s only a diplomatic rumour Hindus have managed to keep us Musalmeen in line.”

“I’m not as confident any more as you are.” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed contradicted Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer.

“What do you mean ‘any more’?”

Princess Nauheedov Khrushchev of Smyrno has informed that she is enjoying the hospitality of Hari Seldon and Dors Venabili.”

“What?”Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer jumped almost.

Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed smiled,

“They are here on Trantor.”

“Nonsense!”

“Incredible.” Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed smiled again, “Isn’t it?”

“Of course. Hari Seldon has been reported to be found dead, slumped over his desk in his office at Streeling University in 12, 069 G.E./1 F. E.”

Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed continued to smile,

“Apparently Seldon had been working up to his last moments on psychohistorical equations. His activated Prime Radiant was discovered clutched in his hand.”

It took a long time to Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer to digest the information, his best friend from Al Saåeed Creations, Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed, was providing to him.

He was on Trantor himself.

It was already known to him that Princess Nauheedov Khrushchev of Smyrno was also there.

Sheikħzādā Al Safdar Al Saåeed continued to say,

“According to Seldon’s instructions, the Prime Radiant was shipped to his colleague Gaal Dornick who had recently emigrated to TERMINUS. Seldon’s body was jettisoned into space, also in accordance with instructions he’d left.”

“Stop it.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer said in trance, “You are doing nothing except to reiterate the Encyclopedia Galactica.”

Al Zia Al Waħāb tapped one thronged sandal on the polished dance floor listening to the beats.

The heat seeping into the almost empty nightclub from the pavements was stifling.

Al Zia Al Waħāb wished that she were climbing down into the cool water of hotel beach or, better yet, was strolling in the morning air of Al Madinah Province of Al Saåeed Creations.

There were thirteen provinces in Al Saåeed Creations.

The original Saůūdī Årab also had thirteen provinces called the Emirates of Saůūdī Årab, Al Mamalkat Al Årabiyat Al Saůūdīiyat:

  1. Al Bahah, Capital Al Bahah city.
  2. Northern Border, Capital Arar.
  3. Al Jawf, Capital Al Jawf city.
  4. Al Madinah, Capital Madinah.
  5. Al Qasim, Capital Buraidah.
  6. Ha’il, Capital Ha’il city.
  7. Asir, Capital Abha.
  8. Eastern Province, Capital Dammam.
  9. Al Riyadh, Capital Al Riyadh city.
  10. Tabuk, Capital Tabuk city.
  11. Najran, Capital Najran city.
  12. Makkah, Capital Makkah.
  13. Jizan, Capital Jizan city.

The tinny recording was louder, the beat faster, and as she anticipated her cue, Al Zia Al Waħāb automatically snapped her fingers, hunched and weaved her shoulders in the professionally sexy all-with-it way, and took a step to the microphone.

From the corner of an eye, Al Zia Al Waħāb could see that the only other occupants of the nightclub were the proprietor Vikram Dev Tantresh and the director Arjun Yogendr Veerývān.

It was only a rehearsal now.

The director Arjun Yogendr Veerývān was standing behind the proprietor Vikram Dev Tantresh.

He was bending down to whisper something to him.

Al Zia Al Waħāb smiled and went on to her rehearsal.

She went on until the recording stopped and decided that, incongruous as it was to render the Årab sexy song, it was lively enough, noisy and swinging enough, for the highly charged atmosphere of the late show.

That was the hour when the nightclub was always overflowing, full of smoke and chatter, the Indian Hindu tourists finally getting their hands under the short skirts of their Saůūdī Årab Musalmān girl friends.

Breaking off, Al Zia Al Waħāb took the throat of the microphone and said matter of factly,

“That would warm them up, Vikram. Then I thought you could bring the lights down, put a soft green spot on me, and let the band go into ‘That Old Black Magic’. I’ll wear the new cocktail ensemble. There’s enough of it to take off and bring me to the end of the reprise.”

Vikram and Arjun looked at her.

Al Zia Al Waħāb went on,

“Something like this”

Humming the song briefly, Al Zia Al Waħāb began to pantomime her projected striptease,

“Sing-sing, then off with the green gloves and slow unbuttoning and off with the sequined jacket. Then sing-sing, a little pirouetting dance around the floor, right up along the tables, so they can see the blouse, high front but nearly backless and the skirt flares beautifully, so they’ll get a tidbit of my things and bottom. Then back to the mike.”

Both Vikram and Arjun were listening attentively.

Al Zia Al Waħāb went on,

“Sing-sing while I undo the blouse and pull it off. Next, unbutton and unzip the chiffon skirt. Step out of it. Then I’d shake out of the half-slip, next unhook the garter belt and get rid of my stockings. Now only music, no vocal, maybe humming or whistling, a few phrases I’d circle around the customers’ tablesmaybe a little banter instead of humming, whatever you thinkand all the while fumbling with the nylon bra, the skin-tone one, then return to this point, and off with the bra, give them the breasts and some kind of squirming dance for a chorus, then, picking up the lyrics, I’d turn my back or maybe you can start revolving the color wheel in front of the spot, and off come my pants, flesh briefs I think, and that leaves me with only the gold necklace and the gold patch, that’s au naturel enough.”

Both Vikram and Arjun were fascinated now.

Al Zia Al Waħāb kept on saying,

“After that, maybe glide to the centre of the floor, full spot, then arms up high, legs wide apart, head thrown back, hair loose, eyes closed, do a kind of undulating, ravished, pain-and-ecstacy-dance, all in one place, nothing moving but my body, kind of black magic of sex, and as the number ends, I’d burst forward, go down on my knees, head arched way back, and you cut the lights and I get off.”

Al Zia Al Waħāb had become so entrenched by her oral choreography, her creativity that she failed to realize she had been addressing no one but the microphone and herself.

Enthusiastically she turned to the proprietor Vikram Dev Tantresh and the director Arjun Yogendr Veerývān,

“What do you think? I think it can be effective. I’m tired of all the crazy, tricky stuff.”

“Marvellous.” the proprietor Vikram Dev Tantresh said.

“Mind blowing.” the director Arjun Yogendr Veerývān said.

Al Zia Al Waħāb started across the barren dance floor, as arrogantly as possible for the child-woman so long advertized as the Årab Creations’ Sex Goddess.

Passing the two Indians, Al Zia Al Waħāb continued to the front of the club.

Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, threw aside her electric blanket and swung out of bed.

She stood up, straightening her green pajamas, stuck her feet into slippers, picked her robe off the chair and pulled it on.

Now in her sixties, she was still as beautiful as she ever was.

Her mature Saůūdī Årab Musalmān mannerism and speech had made her more popular among the Årab Muslims.

She knew, she was the only leader acceptable to both the followers of Islam.

The traditional Muslims wanted Al Saåeed Creations still their leaders.

The followers of European Islam were against it, not altogether, but still somewhat.

The young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, represented European Islam more than the traditional one.

It was the main cause, he was facing the trial.

He was unable to understand it.

Even Al Hudah was unable to understand it.

She did not know why her own children were so foolish.

Or, Durgesh is right again?

He is also sixty now.

No one can say that Durgesh is more than thirty.

Åāýéshah Ħasan says Durgesh is not even thirty.

She claims that Durgesh is in his late twenties only.

Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā laughed.

These teen agers and their madness!

The matron brought Al Islam Al Waħāb into the visitor’s room.

I regarded her with interest.

She was a young woman with childish innocence, a platinum blonde with a poker face, wide blue eyes, sexy, flawless skin and a very very attractive Årab American figure.

Her thoughts were not reflected on her innocent beautiful Årab American face, neither in her equally beautiful innocent Årab American eyes.

The doll-like Årab American Beauty would appeal to some Hindu men as unspoiled innocence, but an Indian Musalmān Police Officer, on the prowl, found her striking appearance for Carefully Planned Hindu Man Bait.

One thing was certain.

This Årab American girl would never be inconspicuous, not not noticeable.

Al Islam Al Waħāb might have been anywhere from seventeen to twenty-five years of age.

“Hello, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt!” she smiled.

She was as artlessly friendly as a young puppy.

“Good morning,” I smiled myself, “You don’t need a Hindu husband now. You need an attorney.”

“How do you know?”

My eyes became thoughtful,

“You need a Hindu husband?”

“As if you don’t know. Every Muslim woman needs a Hindu husband.”

“What can even a Hindu husband do if you are behind the bars?”

“He can get me out for him.”

“Oh, so you are not as innocent as you seem to be?”

“Nowadays, no girl of my age is innocent to that extent, Méré Hindu Piyā! If she acts she is, she is actually fooling you. Don’t be silly.”

I smiled,

“You are right, Al Islam Al Waħāb. I am here to represent you, however. And I am not your Hindu Piyā.”

Al Islam Al Waħāb smiled cunningly,

“Are you rejecting my sexual surrender to you?”

“Nonsense! I’m not here to welcome your sexual surrender to me. I said, I’m here to represent you. Moreover, I’m not in your age group too. I’m sixty now.”

Al Islam Al Waħāb smiled at me seductively,

“My friend Åāýéshah Ħasan does not agree with you. She claims you are in your late twenties.”

“Nonsense! What do you mean? I don’t know my age even?”

“You know, but you want to work among mature women. So you pretend that you are in their own age group. My another friend, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb too does not agree with you. She also claims you are in your late twenties.”

She is heavily biased against her Ammī Ħuzoor.”

“My still another friend, Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed too does not agree with you. She also claims you are in your late twenties. The most you can be in your earlier thirties.”

“She is a damnfool and so you are. I’m sixty, I say. I enjoy sex with beauties in my own age group more, than with beauties in your age group. Your age group is too immature for me. However, it’s neither here nor there.”

“Why isn’t it neither here nor there?”

“I’ve already said that. I’m here to represent you, understand?”

“OK, that’s nice. How did you know I was here?”

“A friend told me.”

“Girl friend?” Al Islam Al Waħāb laughed.

“That”I smiled, “I can’t tell you. It’s privileged communication. I hope you are intelligent enough to understand what I said.”

“Your friend?”

“I think, our common friend.”

Al Islam Al Waħāb shook her head,

“I haven’t any here, not in this city. I haven’t been here long enough.”

“Well, I’m going to get you out of here. Can you tell me what happened?”

“I was staying at the Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel. I went out to take a walk. I walked up the street for a while. Then I walked back. I didn’t have anything particular to do. This man came up. He wanted to know what I was doing. I told him it was none of his business. He pulled back his coat, showed me his badge, and the first thing I knew I was being bustled into a car and they charged me with vagrancy.”

“You must have been doing something, Al Islam.”

“I wasn’t doing any damn thing. However, what is this vagrancy anyway in your Hindu law?”

“In Hindu Vishv the term vagrant is a catchall for everything the lawmakers, Ārsh Sadan of Hindu Vishv I mean, couldn’t list elsewhere. A peeping Tom is a vagrant. A person who wanders about the streets at late or unusual hours of the night without any visible or lawful business is a vagrant. A person who lodges in a barn, in a shelter, shed, shop, outhouse, or other place without the permission of the owner is a vagrant. A person who”

“Well, they’ve got me arrested as a vagrant and that’s a damn outrage. I naturally can’t stand for it. It’s a false arrest.”

“Yes, I think so.”

“I want me out and prosecute the damnfool Musalmān Police Officer of your Hindu Vishv for false arrest.”

I observed her thoughtfully.

“He was a Musalmān Police Officer?”

“Yes, he himself told me so. He said he isn’t going to let me entertain some Hindu male.”

“Why?”

“You can understand. I am a Muslimah.”

“Our common friend claims you are a nice girl.”

“What do you think I am? A prostitute? These Musalmān impotents think every Muslimah who has a Hindu lover, is a prostitute. What should we Muslimahs do? Live an ascetic life forever, only because Musalmāns are impotents?”

“All the Musalmeen are not impotents.”

“Maybe, but we don’t like them. So what? We are prostitutes because we don’t like them?”

“If you are telling me the truth the Musalmān Police Officer must be crazy.”

“He is.”

“According to the records, you were on the streets without visible means of support. You were apparently soliciting Hindus. The arresting Musalmān Police Officer said you told him you were simply walking the streets.”

“Well, I wasn’t going to tell him where I was staying. He could make a lot of trouble for me, once he knew that. Can’t you see?”

“I can see.”

“It was none of business, I say. He is just jealous of Hindus. He wanted to know what I was doing. I told him I was walking. He wanted to know where I was staying. I told him I didn’t have any place to stay just to avoid further trouble from him. He enquired how much money I had. I told him it was none of his business.”

“It was possible he meant his duty honestly.”

“I don’t think so.” Al Islam Al Waħāb said curtly, “And don’t take his side.”

“I’m not taking his side. I’m stating only a possibility.”

“I don’t think you are here to state possibilities to me.” She said curtly again, “I think you are here to represent me, not the arresting Musalmān Police Officer.”

I sighed.

“You are right. However, I don’t like it.”

“What don’t you like?”

“The way you played the game.”

“Silly boy. I’m not playing any game.”

“Yes, you are. And I’m not any silly boy. I’m a mature man of sixty years.”

“That’s what you claim. No one agrees with you. You are in the earlier thirties at the most. So don’t act too wise to me.”

“Al Islam, I”

“I don’t think it’s necessary that we should argue the point here.”

I sighed again.

She was right again, but I did not say her so, this time.

“The arresting Musalmān Police Officer insisted that I was doing somethingwell, something that I wasn’t.”

“OK, I’ve put up bail in the sum of two thousand nishks for you. I’ll enter a plea of not guilty. I don’t think they’ll do anything more about it if you follow my advice.”

“Why shouldn’t I follow your advice? You are my attorney. Are you not?”

“That” I said, “remains to be seen. If you were really staying at Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel, if you really have your personal belongings there in the room, I don’t think there’ll be anything more to it.”

“What an attorney I have!” Al Islam Al Waħāb laughed sarcastically, “He doubts my word right from the beginning. And they say, he believes Muslim Beauties BLINDLY. To hell with the idiots.”

“You’re getting out on bail.” I smiled at her, “I’ll meet you outside.”

I signaled to the matron that the interview was over.

Captain Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer, regarded me wearily.

He was on night duty.

He was losing time out of his day’s sleep to appear as a witness against four or five arrests he had made the previous night.

“Hell, I don’t know.” Captain Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer, said irritably, “The Muslim dame was marching up and down the street and she didn’t look like a professional, butshucks, I was afraid she’d get herself in trouble somewhere and wind up in a vacant lot with one of her stockings tied around her neck. We don’t have many such cases here in our Hindu Vishv, but we can’t claim there’s not even such a possibility anytime.”

“I see.” I said gravely.

“She gave me the eye.”

“What?” I registered surprise.

“That’s God truth.”

“Oh.”

“She gave me the eye. It may not have been a come-on, but it was certainly an eye. I asked her what she was doing. She told me she wasn’t doing anything. I asked her where she was staying, a natural question from a Police Officer. She said she didn’t have any place to stay. She didn’t have any money. She didn’t have any friends. She was just walking around. I really didn’t have anything on her, but there wasn’t much else I could do.”

I watched Captain Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer,

“Soliciting?” I asked.

“She was looking the Hindu males over. I didn’t see her give any of them a come-on. I started questioning her watching her suspicious activities. It was mostly because she looked out of place. From her answers, I figured she was a good looking Muslim kid who’d had trouble from some wicked Musalmeen, and decided  to take what she thought was the easy way. I was afraid she’d even wind up as a corpse by some communal Muslims. I did what I did to save her from such fatal possibilities.”

I was still watching him gravely,

“Well,” I said, “she tells me she had a room at the Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel, that she’d just checked in, that she’d gone out to take a walk.”

“Well, why the hell didn’t she tell me that”? I’d have given her a word of warning and that would have been all there was to it.”

I smiled,

“She thought you were insulting her, said you rubbed her the wrong way.”

“So she went to spend the night in jail?” Captain Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer, said, “Phooey! that doesn’t make sense to me, even if it makes sense to you. I’ll bet you five bucks she never was near the Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel. If she was, she’d been there a while and was hustling. Still, the Kr’shñ-Āmnah’s a straight place. I don’t get it.”

“What if you take a ride with us?”

“What do you mean, Sir?”

“I’m going with her to the Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel, I mean.”

“Oh, that? Even then, why should I ride up there? I’ve got work to do. Let her tell it to the judge.”

I smiled suavely,

“If she is a respectable Muslim young woman, if she had a room at a hotel, if she was minding her own business, and you picked her up on a vagrancy charge, it might be just as well if the matter never came to trial. After all, she’s an attractive young Muslim girl and she has friends.”

“Friends?”

“Why not?”

“The hell she does.”

“Well, I don’t think so; neither I think the judge will. I’m here.”

Captain Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer, suddenly regarded me with a puzzled appraisal.

“Damned if you ain’t!” he said with sudden incredulity in his voice,”Say, how did a high priced Barrister like you come to be mixed into a case like this”? Don’t say you are interested in Muslim Beauties to such extent.”

“Why shouldn’t I? She is a mind blowing Muslim Beauty. Can’t you see that?”

Captain Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer, gave a low whistle,

“You and your Sex Adventures! Allah Allah Kħair Sallah. When do you want me to go?”

“I’m getting her out on bail.” I smiled, “She should be here right away.”

“Enjoyed her already ever?” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī winked at me significantly.

“Nope!” I also winked at him, “Not till now. But I’m certainly going to.”

“Yes, I can see that. Best of luck.”

“Thank you very much.”

“Don’t mention it. You deserve these dazzling Muslim beauties. You certainly go even beyond limit to protect their interests in every field whatsoever. I’ll check on it all right.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī, the arresting Musalmān Police Officer, watched me thoughtfully, “I thought you were not interested in teen agers.”

“Well, I’m not only a man with a ravenous Hindu Penis. I’m a barrister too ultimately.”

“Yes, I can see.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s perhaps pure coincidence that you almost always have dazzling Musalmān Beauties as your clients.”

I laughed,

“How can I help it, Captain?” I laughed, “I can’t control the clients coming to me.”

“Why not? I can see how helpless you are in the matter.”

I smiled merely.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī also smiled,

“We understand each other perfectly, Durgesh. They say we are friends even.”

“Are we not?”

“I’m not fool enough to say we are not. We are certainly friends if you say so. My other stuff has all gone over. All pleaded guilty. I’ll just take a look at this. The more I think about it, the funnier it sounds. Maybe the dazzling Muslim girl wanted to have her handsome Hindu lawyer. She has a Muslim Cunt after all.”

“Nonsense!”

“You know very well how crazy the teen agers are to sleep with you.”

“I’m sixty, Captain.”

“Yes, I can see it, but they can’t.”

“Come on. Let’s go.”

We picked up Al Islam Al Waħāb at the discharge room of the jail.

The officer and I entered.

She was signing a receipt for the manila envelope that contained her personal belongings.

She looked up.

Al Islam Al Waħāb smiled at me.

She saw the plain-clothes officer, regarded him for a moment with an expressionless countenance and then said,

“Hello.”

“Hello,” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said and added inanely, mindlessly, “how are you feeling this morning?”

“Fine.”

“Your barrister, Durgesh is fortunately my friend. He tells me you were staying at the Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel.”

“I’ve got a room there.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that?” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī smiled.

“It wasn’t any of your business.”

“You didn’t tell you know Durgesh even.”

“I don’t think I should have told you about my friends in need. I think that’s also not any of your business. The fact that you are a Police Officer does not authorize you to invade my privacy or that of anyone else. ”

“I see.”

“I didn’t like the way you acted.”

“You’d have saved yourself a lot of trouble, young lady.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said curtly.

“I’m a Musalmān young lady.”

“What?”

“I don’t like to bow to anyone else than Allah Subħān wa Tåālā.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī merely smiled.

“You certainly went to a lot of inconvenience to register the fact that you didn’t like my approach.”

“It was a matter of principle.” Al Islam Al Waħāb said curtly, “I try to like people. I’m sorry to say I couldn’t like you even then. You don’t have any respect for women as the other Musalmeen do.”

“I see. You don’t like Musalmeen, I think.”

“Wrong again.”

“Oh.”

“The Musalmeen don’t like me instead, neither they like other Muslim women like me.”

“I see.”

“They try to humiliate us Muslim Women. I try to humiliate such animals, my best.”

“I see. So, you were humiliating me?”

“Why shouldn’t I? You were humiliating me. What did you expect from me? To respect your autocracy?”

“Even then, young lady, it were you who spent a night in jail, not me.”

“Just wait. You are going to suffer for False arrest. I’m vowed to see that you are.”

I watched Al Islam Al Waħāb.

She was determined to make trouble.

Before Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī could recover from the blow from Al Islam Al Waħāb, I said,

“Come on, Al Islam. We are going to take ride with Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī. Let’s not insult him or try to pick a fight with him.”

“I did not insult him ever. He has insulted me. I surrendered to him when he exercised, he exerted, his Police powers unjustifiably on me. Now, it’s my turn and Vallāh! I’m determined to make him pay for it.”

“Al Islam!”

“I don’t forgive the persons who insult me. I spent a whole night in jail for nothing illegal I’ve done.”

“Well,” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī smiled, “There you are Durgesh. She has stated in clear words what she does expect from you. Being her lawyer you can’t go against her.”

“Let me talk with her.”

“Go ahead.”

“Al Islam, the Captain was doing his duty.”

“No, he was not. It’s not his duty to arrest young Musalmān Beauties who stay at respectable hotels and go out just to take a walk and find a suitable place to eat somewhere.”

“That’s not what you were doing, young lady!” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said tartly.

“I’m not arguing with you. I’m providing the facts to my attorney so that he can argue with yours in front of a suitable judge and make you pay for what you did to me.”

“Allah!”

“I’m glad you remember Allah after all. It seemed to me you don’t know even He exists.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī looked at me helplessly.

I smiled at him.

“Well, let’s go.”

“Respect for women!” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī smiled sarcastically, “If you could see what I see, sisterHell!”

“Come on, Al Islam,” I said, “His car is outside. We’re going to take you to the hotel.”

“Why?”

“I want the Captain to see that you are registered there at the hotel and to see that your room is actually rented.”

“Why is it necessary for the idiot to see that?”

“Al Islam, watch your language.”

“I think he is an idiot, and I have every right to say so, if he has a right to act on the assumption that I was soliciting.”

“OK Durgesh. If it’s a fight, let’s fight as she wants to.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said curtly, “I think our friendship is mature enough to live it.”

“That’s right.” Al Islam Al Waħāb grimaced.

“He can arrest you again.” I warned Al Islam Al Waħāb.

“Not on the same charge. I’m on bail on that charge now.” Al Islam Al Waħāb smiled tartly, “if he does, he will suffer for contempt of court as well.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī looked at her gravely.

So did me.

She was absolutely right.

We left the jail.

“You got a car here?” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī asked me.

“No. I came in a taxi.” I said.

“OK. We’ll go up in the police car.”

On the road, Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī looked at Al Islam Al Waħāb curiously,

“I can’t make you out. How old are you?”

“Just eighteen.”

“The hell you are!”

She said nothing, only smiled tartly.

He drove the car to Kr’shñ-Āmnah Hotel, slammed it angrily into the curb, climbed out of the door and pushed his way through the revolving door of the Hotel.

I, paying required attention to my extremely beautiful client, was behind him.

Al Islam Al Waħāb brought up the rear.

Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī marched up to the desk,

“You got an Al Islam Al Waħāb registered here?”

The young woman clerk, in burqah, looked at him apprehensively,

“Why? Is anything the matter? Is?”

“You got an Al Islam Al Waħāb registered here?”

She looked at the register and said,

“Yes.”

“What number?”

“1115.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī jerked his thumb over his shoulder toward Al Islam Al Waħāb,

“Is this the party?”

“I don’t know.” the young woman clerk in burqah said, “I came on duty at nine o’clock this morning. The room was rented after eight o’clock last night. That’s after I go off duty.”

“You don’t know whether this is the Jane or not?”

“No.”

Qurayshī jerked one of the registration cards from the leather holder, turned it over so that the blank back of the card was uppermost, pulled the desk pen from the holder, and handed it over to Al Islam Al Waħāb,

“Sign it.”

She signed in Arabic, in a firm feminine hand.

Qurayshī put the pen back in the container, said to the young woman clerk in burqah,

“OK, let’s take a look at her registration.”

The young woman clerk in burqah brought out the original registration card.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī, the young woman clerk in burqah, and me; bent over the signatures comparing them.

“There’s no doubt but what they are the same.” I commented gravely.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī turned angrily at the young woman clerk in burqah,

“Say, look at this card, gal. No address on it. Just the word ‘transient’. How come? Do you let people register that way and get rooms?”

“Just a minute,” the young woman clerk in burqah, said, “There’s a notation on the edge of this card.”

“What’s your name?”

“Mine?” the young woman clerk in burqah, asked in surprise, “Well, Najmah Ħabīb, if that’s any of your business really.”

Al Islam Al Waħāb laughed mirthlessly,

“That’s the problem with him. Just because he’s a Police Officer, he thinks everything of beautiful girls is his business. Extremely jealous of Hindu males, I think.”

Najmah Ħabīb laughed at Al Islam Al Waħāb good naturedly,

“It’s all right. It seems to me that he’s a loser.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī was instantly all-alert,

“I beg your pardon?”

“I think you are a Muslim.” Najmah Ħabīb, the young woman clerk in burqah, smiled at him.

“So what, if I am?”

“Simply that I don’t blame you as she is doing.”

“Why are you so gracious?”

“You Muslim males are losing us Musalmān Beauties to Hindu males fastest. Being a loser you must be forgiven for your inferiority complex.”

Inferiority complex? You think I have an inferiority complex?” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī was furious now at Najmah Ħabīb, the young woman clerk in burqah.

“Your entire behavior is proving me right at that.”

Al Islam Al Waħāb laughed insultingly at Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī,

“There you are, Captain.”

“Well,” I interrupted, “Young women, he is my friend, and I know personally from my own knowledge that he is a competent Police Officer.”

“Well, if you say so.” they both looked at each other and laughed insultingly at Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī again.

It took a great effort to Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī, to control himself.

His face was extremely red now out of sheer shame.

The humiliation he was facing from two extremely beautiful young women was more than he could take.

The greater trouble, he was in, was that he couldn’t humiliate them in my presence, in return.

I was his friend but they said me the Hindu Husband of Musalmān Beauties!  Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam!

And Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī knew at least it was somewhat true, even if not entirely.

“You say there’s a notation on the edge of this card.” He tried to bring them to the context again.

It was the only out he could think of.

Najmah Ħabīb observed the penciled notation again, then looked at a memo book and said,

“As it happens, this particular room was reserved by Kħātūn–e-Madīnah, Al Naåeemah Al Waħāb. She is the owner of the Hotel. She telephoned instructions to have the room reserved for Al Islam Al Waħāb. She said if Al Islam Al Waħāb happened to have no baggage it was quite all right even then. The room was to be reserved for her.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī grabbed the opportunity to avoid further humiliation, if any the dames were planning,

“When did this call come in?”

“About nine-thirty. That was fifteen minutes before Al Islam Al Waħāb checked in.”

“You got enough rooms so you can deal them out like that?” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī asked somewhat suspiciously.

“When the owner herself says so,” Najmah Ħabīb smiled at him confidently, “we always keep a couple in reserve for emergencies. This was an emergency room. Officially we were all filled up.”

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī turned to Al Islam Al Waħāb,

“Do you know the owner of the Hotel?”

Al Islam Al Waħāb shook her head.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said wearily to Najmah Ħabīb,

“Give me a key. We are going up.”

Najmah Ħabīb reached in the box and handed us the key to room 1115.

Al Islam Al Waħāb walked over to the elevators with us, as calmly and as naturally as though we were her trusted friends of her own family.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī snapped the floor number at the operator and the cage shot upward.

Waħeed stopped in the corridor just outside the elevator.

His eyes were crafty,

“Which way?” he asked Al Islam Al Waħāb.

“Left.”She answered without even any slightest hesitation.

We walked down the hall to the left.

Near the end of the corridor, we came to room 1115.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī inserted the key and opened the door.

The room was fresh, the bed undisturbed.

A small handbag stood on the baggage rack.

It was there apparently in the same position as it had been placed by a bellboy.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī calmly walked over, snapped back the catches on the handbag, opened it and looked at the meager assortment of feminine wearing apparel.

“This stuffs yours?” he asked Al Islam Al Waħāb.

“Yes.” Al Islam Al Waħāb answered him contemptuously and rushed to me,

Durgesh dear, let me be properly grateful to you.”

She put her arms around my neck, embraced me, and kissed me full on my lips, deliberately ignoring the presence of Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī there.

I put my palms on her extremely beautiful Muslim buttocks, pulled her to me, and kissed her back as savagely as if she was known to me all along for a long time.

We kissed passionately each other, kissed and kissed.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī watched it with hard eyes.

“You’ve got a driving license?” ultimately, he asked her again.

Al Islam Al Waħāb didn’t try to move out of my arms around her.

“No,”she said enjoying my intimacy, “I don’t drive.”

“Social security number?”

“No.”

“Any identification?”

“I’ve some cards.”

“What are you going to do?” I asked curtly, “Arrest her all over again?”

“Why not, if I can?” he smiled brutally, “She wants to prosecute me for False arrest. Why shouldn’t I try to prove that it was not a False arrest at all, if I can?”

“Want to be punished for Contempt of Court too?”

“I knew it that you’d take her side always, though you are my friend.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī laughed, “She has a Musalmān Cunt for your ravenous Hindu Penis that I don’t. Sorry to say to you that as far as Musalmān Beauties are concerned, we Musalmeen know, no Hindu is reliable. You Hindu males are heavily biased against us Musalmeen in favour of the Musalmān Beauties, only because they have beautiful Musalmān Cunts to welcome your ravenous Hindu Penises into them.”

Al Islam Al Waħāb chuckled,

“If you know that why are you fighting with us Musalmān Beauties? Why don’t you accept our right to surrender our beautiful Musalmān female bodies to whomsoever we want?”

She grabbed my Hindu Penis and squeezed it showing Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī to humiliate him further.

“There’s something cockeyed here.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said curtly.

“I fail to see it.” I announced triumphantly, humiliating him further, “This young Muslim woman has a room in a local hotel. She has baggage. She goes out on the street for a place to eat and while she’s trying to size up a suitable restaurant, you pounce on her, browbeat her, and accuse her of soliciting. Naturally her feelings toward you are somewhat less than friendly.”

“Oh, save it for the jury.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said sarcastically, “She is extremely beautiful and she is holding and squeezing your greedy Hindu Penis significantly. Enjoy sex with her. Oblige the Musalmān Beauty.”

“You want to watch us while we are having sex with each other?”Al Islam Al Waħāb smiled at him sweetly.

“I want to see to what extent the Muslim women have fallen.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī gritted through his teeth.

“Not ‘fallen’, idiot, ‘liberated’.”Al Islam Al Waħāb said curtly, OK, Durgesh darling, he wants us to watch having sex with each other. Why don’t we oblige him? I want to humiliate him as much as I can. He made me to spend a night in jail, and Vallāh! I want him to punish for it.”

She unzipped my pant and brought out my throbbing Hindu Penis.

She kissed it, licked it, then swallowed greedily into her extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān mouth and began to suck me vehemently.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī laughed ironically and watched us with increasing interest.

Al Islam Al Waħāb undressed me fully.

I undressed her too.

“Remember, I’m sixty, Al Islam Al Waħāb.” I smiled, “You say you are just eighteen.”

She laughed,

“Let’s show him, Durgesh darling, what a Hindu can do even at sixty to a dazzling Musalmān beauty of eighteen. He must suffer and accept the great sex prowess of Hindus with us Musalmān Beauties.”

“You are crazy.” Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī said.

“I know.” Al Islam Al Waħāb laughed humiliating Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī more and more, “You all Musalmeen are suffering from great inferiority complex as Najmah Ħabīb says. We, the entire Musalmān Beauties, have rejected you impotent Musalmeen forever now in favour of brilliant and smart Hindus. We love Hindu Penis in our Musalmān Cunts now, exclusively. You want to see it? Go ahead, and watch it, impotent!”

She sucked my Hindu Penis, showing him proudly,  more and more.

I was kissing her entire extremely beautiful Musalmān female body.

I kissed her still virgin Musalmān Cunt even.

She closed her beautiful eyes in passion when I kissed her virgin Musalmān Cunt.

Then, I made her to lie on her back.

She smiled at Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī and put her beautiful nude Musalmān legs on my shoulders with a great exhibition to him.

I positioned my throbbing Hindu Penis between her greedy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān labial lips, rubbed it there, rubbed and rubbed.

Captain Åbdul Waħeed Qurayshī was watching it with burning eyes.

Then he saw that my Hindu Penis entered Al Islam Al Waħāb’s extremely beautiful Musalmān Cunt ultimately.

Chapter 10

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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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More on Mahā Bhārat from Durgesh:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

15. Gotrbhid Mahā Bhārat: 1

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

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

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

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

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90. The Extent

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

92.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

93. Three sons three Ammīs

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

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

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

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

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

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

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

124. The everincreasing infinite lust

125. The women in my life

126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127.  A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

152. The Chairman: 4

153. The Chairman: 5

154. An Underworld Don: 1

155. An Underworld Don: 2

156. An Underworld Don: 3

157. An Underworld Don: 4

158. An Underworld Don: 5

159. An Underworld Don: 6

160. An Underworld Don: 7

161. An Underworld Don: 8

162. An Underworld Don: 9

163. An Underworld Don: 10

164. Age no bar: 1

165. Age no bar: 2

166. The Absolute Surrender

167. Her Ultimate Decision: 1

168. Her Ultimate Decision: 2

169. Her Ultimate Decision : 3

170. Her Ultimate Decision : 4

171. Her Ultimate Decision : 5

172. Love on the high grass

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

29. Kabhī nahīn chāhā

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

36. Saamved: Mantr 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’-8

Årab Mahā Bhārat:  1/22:

‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter3

Chapter 4

Chapter5

Chapter6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Municipal Government of Mecca

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police guided it to her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt and, with a shuddering gasp, squeezed the Hindu cock-head into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā flesh.

I grunted as the soft heat of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt-flesh enveloped me again.

My entire 12” long 5” thick Hindu Penis everlongest everthickest everstrong was engulfed now by her cunt.

The everbest Hindu Satyr was again in action.

My Hindu Prick again came out of her Cunt leaving only its head inside.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police paused with her gorgeous Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks high and just the cock-head inside her, leaning forward with her hands on my chest.

Grunting with tension, gripping her buttocks, I fucked her furiously, ramming my hips up and down beneath her.

She cried out, her head arching as the Hindu Cock slammed in and out of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā breasts bounced as my hips thumped against her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks.

Then her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks crashed down greedily on my Hindu Cock and I groaned as she began to rock and buck rapidly over me, her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt sliding up and down my Hindu Pole in feverish excitement.

Her head whipped back and forth and her breasts jiggled and bounced.

I held her buttocks and moved her on my male Hindu lap.

200 million dollars had been deposited into my account as my royalty for Ved Bhāshý, Future divine history ‘Durgesh Allāh: Durgesh Fātimā: Durgesh Åāýeshā’ and humanistic poems and articles.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police reached back to cup my balls.

I gasped loudly as she slid her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt down deep onto my Hindu Cock, flexed, and inflexed her buttocks rapidly.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt seemed to chew on my Hindu Penis.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police swung her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks round, her hand splayed flat on her belly, and she fingered her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā clitoris.

I watched Al Åāýeshā Al Islam, deeply aroused.

My 12” long 5” thick Hindu Penis everlongest everthickest everstrong was visiting her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt repetitively.

Faster and faster, we moved and now she leaned over me on outstretched arms and rocked rapidly up and down on my Hindu Cock.

Her cries rang in my ears. “Yes … Yes … Ohhh yes … Fuck me … Fuck me hard, Hindu Piyā, fuck me hard! Chalo, Durgesh! Ragađ ke chodo mujhe, my dear!”

“Hanh, Sālī! chal! Lele! Take it, Åāýeshā! Take my Hindu Cock! Le mere Hindu Lund ko! Ohhhh yeh! C’mon you Sālī! Take it!” I replied.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks caromed and bounced off my Hindu thighs, her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt a hot, wet, greedy vortex of intense pleasure.

The 10 million thousand dollars had been already deposited into my account by my various publishers today.

It was the minimum daily deposit to my account as my royalty.

‘I fucked all of them -6’ and I fucked all of them -7 were on the site.

Both the parts of ‘I fucked all of them’ now being viewed by Årab Muslimāt and Other Muslimāt repeatedly.

They were also providing positive comments on every part of ‘I fucked all of them’.

I’d already left Oscar Wilde, Casanova, and Lord Byron too much far behind in my success with the Beauties.

I bucked furiously under her, making her groan and cry out in lust.

My 12” long 5” thick Hindu Penis everlongest everthickest everstrong was furious in her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Pussy.

Al Åāýeshā Al Islam’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt blazed with heat and she soared up towards another orgasm.

At the last minute, she slid off my Hindu cock and turned on her back on the floor, spreading her legs and bending her knees.

She clawed her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt-lips open for me and reached for my everlongest everthickest everstrong 12” long 5” thick Hindu cock as I moved between her thighs.

I bent over her and slowly squeezed my Hindu cock into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt slowly with a loud gasp, her back bowed and arched as my burning Hindu penis seared into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.

Her supple Saůūdī Årab Muslimā thighs coiled about my hips.

She dragged my Ever Eighteen Hindu mouth to hers and kissed me deeply, her tongue feverish in my mouth.

“C’mon you Hindu … Screw my Saůūdī Årab Muslimā slit,” Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police muttered,  “Screw me hard!”

“Yeh … Take it you Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt! … Take my everlongest everthickest everstrong 12” long 5” thick Hindu cock.” I rasped.

Stretched over her on outstretched arms, my Hindu cock still pushing into her constricting Saůūdī Årab Muslimā channel, gasping and making her moan in delight as it burrowed deeper and deeper into her, I fought to steady myself.

My Hindu cock throbbed ominously, and the jizz boiled in my balls, aching for release.

Steadily, I drove deeper and deeper into her until I was fully embedded in her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt, my Hindu cock in to the hilt.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police arched under me, her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā loins lurching up to my, her hands on my massive shoulders.

I began to move and she responded eagerly, moving in unison with me.

Soon, we were gasping and panting, our bodies streaming with sweat.

Her body snapped back, her breasts jiggled, my thrusts got faster, deeper, harder.

Within minutes, I was ram-fucking her furiously again.

My head arched back and my buttocks plummeted up and down, up and down, up and down, my 12” long 5” thick everlongest everthickest everstrong Hindu penis stroking powerfully in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police moaned deliriously, her head whipping ecstatically from side to side.

“Ohhhhh Allah! Yes Yes that’s it … C’mon fuck me Hindu lover.. Ever-Eighteen! .. Yeh…. Take me…. Ohhhh yes!”

“Take it Sālī! …. Yeh Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt … Take it all yes!” I returned.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police began to orgasm again and I kept fucking her, forcing her on to another orgasm and yet a third.

She moaned and cried out, her body heaving and writhing and thrashing joyously under my. Now I wanted her for my own pleasure.

I jerked out of her and fucked her again, this time lying on my side and thrusting quickly into her from behind, lifting one of her legs high in my hand.

I fucked her rapidly, one hand on her hip, the other around her breasts, jigging her furiously up and down on my Hindu cock.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā breasts bounced and Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police cried out, her eyes closed, whimpering tiredly. The enormous 12” long 5” thick everlongest everthickest everstrong Hindu cock was relentless in her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt, thrusting angrily in and out of her cunt, my balls slamming against her buttocks and thighs.

She came again and I swore violently, my Hindu cock jerking into her over and over.

I struggled for control.

Somehow, I managed to hold back.

She bowed her head, panting and gasping, awed by my stamina and staying power.

Rarely did a lover satisfy her thus.

She sensed my desire and she satisfied it willingly.

Quickly, she got onto the nearest armchair on her knees, her hands clenching the backrest, her buttocks thrust back, proffering her swollen cunt. Gasping with excitement, I stood behind her and pressed my Hindu cock-head into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.

I was burning with lust.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā vaginal muscles spasmed around my throbbing 12” long 5” thick Hindu shaft and I cried out, my head snapping back and rammed my Hindu cock into Saůūdī Årab Muslimā vagina.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police screamed softly, her face contorting in a grimace of pain and lust as the huge, fiery Hindu rod seared up into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā vagina.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police dug a hand into her crotch and began to masturbate frantically.

“Yes … Yes … Fuck me … Fuck my ass … Fuck it hard!” she gasped, “Chodo meri Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Choot ko, Durgesh! Zorse Chodo!”

Overpowered by lust, I ram-fucked her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt, jerking and slamming my hips back and forth, forcing my Hindu cock into her again and again.

It was burning hot and tight as a vice and it convulsed feverishly on my Hindu penis. I felt her orgasm and her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā vagina clamped almost painfully on my 12” long 5” thick Hindu dick.

I cried out, rocked into her savagely, and finally lost control.

Beneath me, Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police mewed in pleasure and joy when she felt the sharp sting of my Hindu sperm geysering in a searing flood into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā vagina. .
Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police moaned, and her breath came in heaving, rattling gasps. Her head bowed between her arms. I chuckled softly and squeezed her dangling Saůūdī Årab Muslimā breasts.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police groaned.

I slid out of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt slowly, my Hindu cock quivering and throbbing,

“Well, Sālī!, like it? Had a good fuck?” I growled.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police turned around, sat in the chair, and smiled prettily.

“Yes,” she said. “It was very good. Thank you. Are you game for more, Durgesh?”

I laughed,

“Sure thing, Sālī!”

“Good. Fuck me again.”

“Don’t you mind fucking a Hindu man?”

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police looked genuinely puzzled.

“What for?” She fondled my Hindu cock and smiled gently, “As long as you’re ready to use your 12” long 5” thick everlongest everthickest everstrong Hindu cock in me and grease my Saůūdī Årab Muslimā vagina, I don’t care.”

I laughed, shaking my head in disbelief,

“You’re  horny Åāýeshā!”

“Yes Ever-Eighteen! For you!” She acknowledged entirely shamelessly, rather proudly.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police kissed me, holding my head in her hands and thrusting her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā tongue hungrily into my Hindu mouth.

I squeezed her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā breasts.

She arched her back and pushed my Hindu head to her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā breasts.

I kissed them gently, then sharply.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police groaned and pushed my head lower.

I kissed her belly and nuzzled her crotch.

Her legs spread wide, hooking over the arms of the chair.

I thrust my face into her cunt.

“Come on, Hindu lover boy … Kiss on my Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt … Shove your Hindu Penis again into my Saůūdī Årab Muslimā pussy! Chodo mujhe, Durgesh! Chodo mujhe phir se! Chodo meri Jān! Chodo apni Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police ko, Hindu Sanam!

I pulled her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt-lips open and slid my Hindu Penis back into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā crack.

‘Mahā Bhārat series’ by me and my Ved Bhāshý have already been published and were the ever best sellers everywhere.

Commander Al Åāýeshā Al Islam of Religious Police groaned and closed her eyes, tilting her face up.

My Hindu Penis was wonderful, thick and heavy, 12” long 5” thick everlongest everthickest everstrong rippling through her sodden Saůūdī Årab Muslimā slit like fire.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed snatched his hairs.

“I did not know Ůsmān will not be at Mecca, and his wife will sell me out to Durgesh for Durgesh’s Hindu Sex Kicks into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt and ass.”

Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās smiled.

“We, Årab Muslims, have lost our glory to the extent, Safdar; that now it seems it never existed.”

“Bhābhījān!” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed protested.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl laughed.

“Firdaus!” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās admonished her.

“Al Shāhidā Bājī! I loved Safdar very much, you know.”

“You loved?”

“Yes!”

“Loved, Firdaus? In past tense?”

“I passed through a Jahannum, Bājī! Durgesh was fucking me and my husband was masturbating himself enjoying it that Durgesh was raping me in front of him.”

“The Årabs were never good with women.” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās said dryly.

“Bhābhījān!” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed again protested.

“You masturbated when you were not married.” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās smiled at him, “Did you not?”

““Bhābhījān!” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed protested, “It is not injurious to health.”

“But it removes the necessity of women for men.”

“Årab Muslimāt also masturbat.”

“Because their males are not interested in them.” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās rejoined tartly, “Firdaus always complained that you are not interested in her. Actually, you were not interested in even marrying her. She compelled you to marry.”

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl laughed.

“The greatest mistake of my life I ever did.”

“Firdaus! I’m talking with him. Will you please let me?”

“I’m finished with him.”

“You are not finished with me.” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said dryly, “All the Årab Muslimāt are finished with the Årab Muslims. All the Other Muslimāt are finished with the Other Muslims. They are openly praising Durgesh and other Hindus. They love Hindu Cock and call them full-uncut cocks. Muslim cocks are now oldacut cocks and only noonis for them they hate intensely. They pray ‘mAy ol da cutcockz burn in hell !’―”

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl laughed.

“You impotent Muslims deserve that. Now we all Årab Muslimāt and Other Muslimāt have opted for Hindu Cocks forever. You Muslims just sit on the chairs and masturbate as much as you like.”

“Till we jerk out our noonis out of their roots and develop cunts ourselves there.” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed cried, “You said it to me. Didn’t you?”

“Yes!” Al Firdaus Al Jamāl said curtly. Her eyes blazed with intense hate and venom, “And I mean it. ‘mAy ol da cutcockz burn in hell !’―”

“Syeda Henna Ålī.” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said jeering.

“Yes! Long live Syeda Henna Ålī. Long live Naziya Khan.”

“Long live Shāheen Khan. Long live Uzma Shafi. Long live Dr. Rabiya Rahat. Isn’t it?”

“Yessssssssss!” Al Firdaus Al Jamāl yelled, “Yessssssssssssssssssss! Long live Shāheen Khan. Long live Uzma Shafi. Long live Dr. Rabiya Rahat.”

“Firdaus!” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās tried to moderate her.

For Hindus you are naked under your Burqās. Aren’t you?”

“Yesssssssssssss! We all the Årab Muslimāt and even all the Other Muslimāt love Hindu Cock. ‘mAy ol da cutcockz burn in hell !’―”

“Islam was not a masturbating religion.” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās said gravely, “But it was unfortunate it emerged from Arab.”

“Durgesh doesn’t agree with you.” Al Firdaus Al Jamāl immediately interrupted, “He says, ‘the Muslims are suffering not because they follow Islam. The Muslims are suffering for they don’t follow Islam.’―”

“Sometimes I can’t understand whether Durgesh is a Hindu or a Musalmān.” Al Shāhidā Al Maħmood Al Åbbās could not control her, “I find his comments for Islam more respectful than even those of the born Muslims. In Pakistan Forum he rebuked the Musalmeen but defended Islam more successfully than the Muslims did.”

“The Muslims can’t defend Islam successfully because they don’t know what Islam is actually.

“She has started to talk like Durgesh.” Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed laughed ironically, “She claims now that all the Muslim Cunts are the natural home of Hindu Penis. The Muslim noonis were transgressors. Hindus are kicking them out from their natural homes forever.”

“So the Musalmeen are masturbating?”

“They are impotents. The impotents masturbate. They can’t love a woman. They don’t have a penis. They have noonis.”

Chapter 9

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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from DSM Satyarthi

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

15.My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

16. A Deep Conflict-1

17. A deserving unfaithfulness

18. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

19. I’m never ashamed of it

20. Yåqūb Family-1

21. They conspired against me

22 A secret Smile

23. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

25. The Beaming Knowledge

26. The three pregnants-1

27. The three pregnants-2

28. In the Moonlight

29. The women in my life

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from DSM Satyarthi:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

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

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

5. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

6. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

7. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

8. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

9. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

16. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

17. Saamved: Mantr 1

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

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

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




Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’-6

Årab Mahā Bhārat:  1/22:

‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter3

Chapter 4

Chapter5

Chapter6

Saåeedī Royal family

Sharif of Mecca

وَقَالُوا لَن يَدْخُلَ الْجَنَّةَ إِلَّا مَن كَانَ هُودًا أَوْ نَصَارَىٰ ۗ تِلْكَ أَمَانِيُّهُمْ ۗ قُلْ هَاتُوا بُرْهَانَكُمْ إِن كُنتُمْ صَادِقِينَ

Waqaloo lan yadkhul’ aljannatah illa man kana hoodan aw nasara tilk’ amaniyyuhum qul hatoo burhanakum in kuntum sadiqeen.’

‘And they say: ‘None shall enter the Garden unless he be a Jew or a Christian’. These are their vain desires.’

Al Qur’ān Al Kareem: 2 Al Baqarah: 111

I opened the door of the bathroom.

The history of the Al Saud has been marked by a desire to unify the Arabian Peninsula and to spread what it promotes as a more purified and simple, though often criticized as less tolerant, view of Islam embodied by Wahhabism which has gained international controversy since the events of 9/11. The House of Saud is also linked with Wahhabism (Saudis deprecate the term, preferring the term Salafi) through the marriage of the son of Muhammad bin Saud with the daughter of Muhammad Abd al Wahhab in 1744.

She was only in bra and panty.

I grabbed her waist, raised her and helped her to her royal bedroom.

She sat on her royal bed.

Though some have put the family’s numbers as high as 25,000,[1] most estimates place their numbers in the region of 7,000,[2] with most power and influence being wielded by the 200 or so descendants of King Abdul Aziz.

The current head of the Al Saud and ruler of Saudi Arabia is King Abdullah bin Abdul Aziz who announced, on 20 October 2006, the creation of a committee of princes to vote on the viability of kings and the candidature of nominated crown princes – in effect, clarifying and further defining the Al Saud’s line of succession process. The committee, to be known as the Bay’ah Council, or Allegiance Commission, would include all the sons and some grandsons of the late King Abdul-Aziz who would vote for one of three princes nominated by the king as Heirs Apparent. In the event that if either the sitting king or the crown prince were deemed unfit to rule, a five-member transitory council, appointed by the Council, would be empowered to run state affairs for a maximum of one week, before naming a successor. The intent is to prevent a situation, as was the case with the late King Fahd, who after multiple strokes beginning in 1995, remained on the throne for 10 years, most of them without the faculties to rule.

I was looking at her gravely.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s mother, had told me: her name was Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb.

Now, she was mostly known as Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Saåeed.

“What are you looking at?” Al Tauħeed auntie smiled suddenly.

“You are very beautiful, auntie!”I also smiled at Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tahajjud Al Saåeed had told me that she liked her maiden name more.

She hated Al Saåeeds, even though they were the rulers of the Creations and she was married to one of them.

“You are pink in color. Fleshy also. I thought you were elder sister of Sāliħā.”

“You naughty boy! Do I look to you too beautiful to look at me constantly, as you are watching me now?”

“I’m telling the truth.” I said gravely, “If it were possible, I would have even married you.”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb laughed open heartedly.

“Married me? Married a woman old enough to be even your mother? You are joking my honey child.”

“No auntie! Never! Not even the question arises. You must get a massage, auntie! You’ll be alright to walk and even to run again.”

“Massage? You are right, my child! But who will massage me now? Even Sāliħā is not at home.”

“If you don’t mind, I can.” I said solemnly.

“You?” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb laughed, “You know how to massage?”

“I can try for you, auntie!”

She hesitated somewhat.

“Isn’t it shameful that―”

“Auntie! Please! It will improve your―”

She interrupted me.

“Okay, if you don’t mind, do it. After all, you have already seen many things you should not have.”

The House of Saud take their name from Muhammad ibn Saud (“Muhammad, son of Saud”), the ruler of Diriyah in central Arabia, and the founder of what came to be known as the First Saudi State, who died in 1765. Because Muhammad ibn Saud was commonly known as “Ibn Saud” (son of Saud), the name “Al Saud”, came to signify his clan. Today, the surname “Al Saud” is carried by any descendent of Muhammad ibn Saud or his brothers, Farhan (Al Farhan, “sons of Farhan”), Thunayyan, and Mishari.

I brought the bottle of oil.

I put oil on her back and started to massage her from there.

My Hindu Penis was standing up as soon as I put oil on her pink glorious back.

Massaging her, I slowly moved my palm on her waist, stomach and boobs.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb was also feeling relaxed now.

“Auntie!” I addressed her suddenly, “You are wearing a white bra. It can take oil and will not remain usable. If you say, I take it out―”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb laughed.

“You will make me naked fully. Okay! Take it away!”

I opened her bra.

Massaging her back, I started to massage her beautiful erect Årab Muslimā female breasts also.

She did not object.

Slowly, my palm reached her gorgeous Årab Muslimā buttocks even.

I massaged them also.

Even squeezed them as if unknowingly.

Now, she was herself feeling intoxicated.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb started to talk with me openly.

“I advise to take away your panty, auntie!”

“Okay! Okay!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb surrendered.

Now, nude fully she lay on her back, on the bed.

I massaged her entire body.

“Allah!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb said, “I am feeling so much relaxed. Durgesh! You are an angel.”

“I can do anything for you, auntie!”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb laughed.

“Anything? Anything―? What do you mean? Can you even fuck me in my ass?”

“You have a very lovely ass, auntie!” I also laughed winking at her.

“Okay, my dear boy! Go on! Fuck me.”

“With your kind permission?” I laughed.

“You Hindu playboy! Go ahead!”

“Sālī Chālū auntie!” I laughed, “I’ll fuck you so much, and in such a way, that you’ll forget your husband even forever.”

“Okay! Go ahead! Fuck me.”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb was now only mine.

I undressed myself fully.

Now, we both were in nude.

She was still lying on her back on the bed.

Origins and early history

The earliest recorded ancestor of the Al Saud was Mani’ ibn Rabi’ah al-Muraydi, who, according to the chroniclers of Nejd, settled in Diriyah in 1446-7 with his clan, the Mrudah. Mani had been invited to settle there by a relative named Ibn Dir’, who was then the ruler of a set of villages and estates that make up modern-day Riyadh. Mani’s clan had been on a soujorn in east Arabia, near al-Qatif, from an unknown point in time. Ibn Dir’ handed Mani’ two estates called al-Mulaybeed and Ghusayba, which Mani’ and his family settled and renamed “al-Diriyah”, after their benefactor Ibn Dir’.[3][4]

I rode on Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb.

Taking her beautiful red crimson lips into my mouth, I started to suck them.

Her palms reached my back and she started to kiss me passionately.

“Auntie! Auntie darling! Enjoying?”

“Yes!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb acknowledged, “Yesss! What about you?”

“Sālī! See and watch my Penis. Don’t ask me.”

We both laughed cunningly, simultaneously.

Genealogically, the Mrudah are regarded as belonging to the ancient Arab tribal confederation of Rabi’a, through the branch of Wa’il. However, there is disagreement as to which branch of Wa’il they belong to. The dominant opinion in their native Nejd is that they are remnants of the now-extinct tribe of Bani Hanifa, who are credited with founding most of Nejd’s settlements including Riyadh. The oldest written reference to the Mrudah, a short genealogical manuscript from the 17th century, supports this view. Others, including many members of the Al Saud themselves, however, insist that they are descendants of the large bedouin ‘Anizzah confederation of northern Arabia and the Syrian desert. The earliest written reference to this view comes from the Swiss traveler Johann Ludwig Burckhardt, on the authority of Anizzah tribesmen whom he encountered in northwestern Arabia in the early 19th century. Both the ‘Anizzah and the Bani Hanifa, however, are branches of the Bani Wa’il of Rabi’ah.[5]

The Mrudah became rulers of al-Diriyah, which propspered along the banks of Wadi Hanifa and became an important Nejdi settlement. As the clan grew larger, power struggles ensued, with one branch leaving to nearby Dhruma, while another branch (the “Al Watban”) left for the town of az-Zubayr in southern Iraq. The Al Migrin (“House of Migrin”) then became the ruling family among the Mrudah in Diriyah. After some initial struggles in the early 18th century, Muhammad ibn Saud, of the Al Migrin, became the undisputed amir (“prince”, or ruler) of the town and its surrounding estates. In 1744, Muhammad ibn Saud took in a fugitive religious cleric named Muhammad ibn Abdel Wahhab, from nearby al-Uyayna. Ibn Saud agreed to provide political support to Ibn Abd al-Wahhab’s project to reform Islamic practice, which Ibn Abd al-Wahhab believed had strayed far from the ideals set by the Islamic prophet Muhammad and his companions. Ibn Saud added to his previous title of emir the title of “Imam“, signifying that he saw himself as the temporal leader of an Islamic state, rather than simply another clan leader or village ruler. This marked the beginning of the First Saudi State.

After sucking her lips, for a long time, I kissed Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb on her neck.

Then I kissed her brown Årab Muslimā nipples.

Breast and nipple stimulation

A breast orgasm is a female orgasm that is triggered from the stimulation of a woman’s breast.[11] Not all women experience this effect when the breasts are stimulated; however, some women claim that the stimulation of the breast area during sexual intercourse and foreplay, or just the simple act of having their breasts fondled, has created mild to intense orgasms. According to one study that questioned 213 women, 29% of them had experienced a breast orgasm at one time or another,[12] This shows that it is not common, but it is possible. An orgasm is believed to occur in part because of the hormone oxytocin, which is produced in the body during sexual excitement and arousal. It has also been shown that oxytocin is produced when an individual’s nipples are stimulated and become erect.[13]

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb started to moan.

I sucked more intensely.

Slowly I kissed her entire nude feminine Årab Muslimā body.

I kissed her pink Årab Muslimā Cunt even.

I kissed there again, Kissed, Kissed, and kissed.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb was sighing now.

We lay in 69 positions.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb was sucking my Hindu Penis taking it into her extremely beautiful Årab Muslimā mouth.

I was kissing her Årab Muslimā Cunt passionately, continuously.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb climaxed.

I also climaxed in her extremely beautiful Årab Muslimā mouth.

My Hindu sperm fell into her mouth.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb drank all of my Hindu semen fallen into her mouth.

I again started to kiss her lips and neck.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb was squeezing my Hindu Penis again.

It was extending again.

She took it again into her mouth and started to suck my Hindu Penis again.

It extended fully once again.

I made Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb lay on her back, on the bed, once more.

I spread her beautiful Årab Muslimā legs.

My Hindu knob kissed her Årab Muslimā labial lips.

I pushed.

My Hindu Penis entered into her Årab Muslimā Cunt.

I started pumping.

With her hands on my back, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb, was enjoying my fucking now very much.

I increased my pace after sometime.

Her voices increased.

“Āāāāāāāāh! Āāāāāāāāh! Āāāāāāāāh! Āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāh!Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā!”

My arms went under her waist.

Now, I was fucking Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb with such a speed, that she was screaming now.

“Āāāāāāāāh! Āāāāāāāāh! Āāāāāāāāh! Āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāh!Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā! Tear up my Cunt! Tear up my Årab Muslimā Cunt You Hindu fucker! Tear up my Årab Muslimā Cunt!! Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā! Ahāhāhā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā hā!”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb climaxed, climaxed, and climaxed, on my Hindu Penis, again and again.

Ultimately, I also climaxed and allowed myself to lie on her nude Årab Muslimā body.

Suddenly, the door of the bedroom opened.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed marched into the bedroom.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb was startled while I only smiled.

“Hello, my darling!”

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed shouted.

“So, when I’m not here, you both enjoy each other?”

“It’s―it’s only the first time, darling!” Her mother Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb managed to say ultimately, with enormous efforts.

“I don’t believe you! I don’t believe you!”

“Sāliħā dear!”

“Shame on you, Ammī Ħuzoor! Abbū believes you, and you are―”

“Sāliħā darling!” I smiled.

“I don’t want to talk to you.” Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed shouted, “I’m talking with my mother. Ammī Ħuzoor! You should―”

“Sāliħā! Listen to me.”

“I don’t want to talk to you.” Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed shouted again, “I’m talking with my mother. You are fucking my mother still now right in front of my very eyes.”

“Sāliħā! Listen to me, I say.”

“I’ll tell the entire world.”

“Sāliħā dear!”

“Okay! I’ll listen to you. I’ll listen to you. But, on one condition.”

“And, what is the condition?”

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed smiled slowly.

“You have to fuck me also, Durgesh darling!”

I pulled her to me immediately and kissed her.

“Very good! You are most welcome, my darling, Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed!”

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed also kissed me back.

“I’m watching you both for a long time. I had returned as soon as you both started to fuck each other. Now I’m burning with extreme lust. I need your Hindu Sex Kicks utmost violently, Durgesh!

“Allah!” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb exclaimed, “Allah! Girl! You proved to be even your mother’s mother. Your mother, Your Ammī Ħuzoor fucked Durgesh. Now you will also? A daughter? facing the very eyes of her mother?”

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed laughed.

“Are you both ready?”

“We both are ready.” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb and I said smiling at her, simultaneously.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb did not have another option.

I did not even want to have.

For the promise I made to Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Zabeer, I needed them more in number with me.

Now, we―all the three were ready for the new intense fucking.

I― a Hindu boy!

They―the Årab Muslimā mother and daughter.

I took Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed in my Hindu arms and started to suck her beautiful red crimson Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips savagely.

She was returning my kisses with more intense and savage female Saůūdī Årab Muslimā passion.

I had understood both the mother and daughter now, I thought, perfectly.

Both were sex starved, as the other Muslimāt were everywhere.

They were not different in any way.

Mother, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb, irrespective of being a respected member of a royal family, welcomed the opportunity when she found I was trying to fuck her even while she was old enough to be my mother.

She did not try to stop me even a bit.

The daughter returned from where she had gone.

She found her mother indulged with me in a violent sexual intercourse. She did not object even a bit.

She silently watched and enjoyed the entire sexual intercourse I had with her mother.

And, when she saw that she also had the opportunity, she blackmailed her mother and me both to let me fuck even her.

When a woman does act like it?

When she is sexually satisfied?

Never.

When she is dying to have sex and not getting it.

It gets women mad and they act exactly as the mother and daughter were behaving.

My one hand was busy in undressing Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed.

Now she was only in bra and panty.

Kissing her, I opened her bra also.

I started to play with her beautiful erect young Saůūdī Årab Musalmān female breasts.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed criticized her mother, but she was also her mother’s daughter.

I opened her panty and rubbed the opening of her young Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt with my right index finger.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed sighed helplessly enjoying my index finger there.

Holding Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed, I made her to lie on the bed beside her nude mother.

She pulled my Hindu Penis towards her mouth, took it into, and started to suck my Hindu Penis wildly.

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb, her mother, started to suck my Hindu male lips once again.

My one palm was crushing Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed’s beautiful erect young Saůūdī Årab Musalmān female breasts.

The second palm was crushing her mother, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb’s Saůūdī Årab Musalmān female breasts.

Suddenly I acted wildly myself.

I spread Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed’s beautiful legs, put the knob of my Hindu Penis in between her ravenous quivering Saůūdī Årab Muslimā labial lips, and gave a shot.

My Hindu Penis went inside savagely.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed’s Årab Muslimā Saůūd buttocks jumped on the bed and she screamed.

“Allah! Allaaaaaah! Allaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! It’s torn up. It’s torn up.”

“What are you doing?” Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb plunged at me, “What are you doing? Will you kill my daughter, Durgesh? It’s her first time. Her Årab Muslimā Cunt is tight. Oil your Hindu Penis please! Oil her Årab Muslimā Cunt. And, then fuck my daughter slowly with love.”

Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Tauħeed Al Wahāb oiled my Hindu Penis herself, and then oiled her daughter’s Årab Muslimā Cunt also.

I gave a shot again.

Half of my Hindu Penis vanished inside.

It vanished fully within three or four shots.

I started the ‘in-out-and in’ motion.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed was feeling pain, but now she started to enjoy.

I increased my speed.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed’s Årab Muslimā Cunt was so tight that I was enjoying her fucking very much.

It cannot be described in words.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed climaxed on my strongest Hindu Penis twice in ten minutes.

I increased my speed again.

I climaxed into Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed’s tight Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt ultimately after a long time.

Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed raised her Cunt upwards, to receive every drop of my Hindu sperm into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt.

It flooded there immensely.

We― all the three― were in close embrace of each other now.

We were kissing each other also.

I was playing with the nude beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā buttocks of both the mother and daughter still now.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed married ultimately.

I was stunned when I saw his wife.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was really Al Firdaus Al Jamāl.

Height―5’4’’

Breasts―38”

Waist―26”

Ass―38”

Ultimately, Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed proved to be lucky.

She was the daughter of Sharif of Mecca.

The Sharif of Mecca (Arabic:شريف مكة) or Sharif of Hejaz (Arabic:شريف الحجاز) was the title of the former governors of Hejaz and a traditional steward of the holy cities of Mecca and Medina. The term Sharif means noble in Arabic, and indicates descent from Muhammad through his grandson al-Hassan ibn Ali.

The sharif was charged with protecting the cities and their environs and ensuring the safety of pilgrims performing the Hajj. The title is sometimes spelled Sheriff or Sherif, with the latter variant used, for example, by T.E. Lawrence in Seven Pillars of Wisdom. The common-law political and legal office of sheriff found in some Anglophone countries is unrelated.

The office of the Sharifate of Mecca dates back to the late Abbasid era. Since 1201, the Sharifate was held by a member of the Hawashim clan, not to be confused with the larger clan of Banu Hashim to which all Sharifs claim descent. Descendants of this family continued to hold the position until the Twentieth Century on behalf of various Muslim powers including the Ayyubids and the Mamelukes. In 1517, the Sharif acknowledged the supremacy of the Ottoman Caliph, but maintained a great degree of local autonomy. During the Ottoman era, the Sharifate expanded its authority northwards to include Medina, and southwards to the frontiers of ‘Asir, and regularly raided Nejd.

The Sharifate came to an end shortly after the reign of Hussein bin Ali, who rebelled against the Ottoman rule during the Arab Revolt of 1916. After the defeat of the Ottoman Empire in 1918 and its subsequent dissolution in 1923, Hussein declared himself Caliph. The British granted control over the newly formed states of Iraq and Transjordan to his sons Faisal and Abdullah. In 1924, however, in the face of increasing attacks by Ibn Saud, Hussein abdicated his secular titles to his eldest son, Ali bin Hussein, who was to become the last Grand Sharif. At the end of 1924, the Ibn Saud conquered the Hejaz and expelled the Hashemites. The House of Saud has since exercised [1]stewardship over the holy cities and the Hajj.

I met her and fell for her.

She was very sexy in appearance even.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed and Al Firdaus Al Jamāl were celebrating their twelfth wedding anniversary. They had gone out for a romantic dinner, and then returned home for the customary sex.

Although sex was rather routine job for them, they both did enjoy it.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was 25 years Saůūdī Årab Muslimā female in full bloom.

She was proud of her juicy figure and fair silky complexion, light brown straight long hair.

Everyone used to compare her beauty with Wafa Yaqoob.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed never got tired fucking her again & again though his penis was not of any value and Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was proud of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Beauty.
They were now lying in each other’s arms in the erotic afterglow to say again they loved each other.
The doorbell startled them.

Who could be ringing it at this hour?
Maybe it was one of their friends coming at late hours to wish them.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed got up to answer the door. He looked through the peephole but
could not see anyone. Then the doorbell rang again.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed heard a feminine voice outside,

“Open up, this is an emergency.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed was confused, but decided to open the door, which turned out
to be a mistake.

The feminine voice fooled him.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed saw me with Al Zubédā Al Wahāb.
“Get back in the house, we’re coming in.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed backed up while Al Zubédā Al Wahāb and I came in and shut the door.

We both were rather smiling. Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said, “What do you want.”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said, “Just take it easy and no one will get hurt. Where do you hide your sisters?”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed decided to cooperate with us especially since the gun in Al Zubédā Al Wahāb’s hand was pointed at his stomach.

Maybe they would leave if he gave them one of his sisters.

They wouldn’t get all because he didn’t keep all in the house.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said, “She is in my living room beside the bedroom. I’ll get her for you.”
“Naughti―naughti, Safdar Bhāī! You’re not getting out of our sight, we’re coming with you.” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb smiled at him.
We followed Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed into the bedroom where Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was in bed with the blanket pulled up to her neck. Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed got the keys opened the living room, took out his sister Sābirā and handed her to us.

I kissed Al Sābirā Al Saåeed.

She was so frightened that she grabbed my Hindu Penis even before I order her to do it.

I winked at her.

Al Sābirā Al Saåeed knelt down and started to suck my Hindu Penis without any protest.

“There is your only one sister here. Where are the rest of your sisters?” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb turned to her Safdar Bhāī.
“We don’t keep them in the Palace. They are studying and live in Student’s girls hostels.”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb and I looked rather mad and started talking to each other.
“We’ve wasted our time. We should do something to make up for it.”
“Yeah, look at this bitch lying there in bed. I wonder if she has any clothes on. Let’s see.” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb suggested.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed yelled, “You leave my wife alone!”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb waved her gun at Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed and said, “Shut up, Safdar Bhāī!”

I smiled.

Al Sābirā Al Saåeed was sucking my Hindu Penis now faithfully and obediently.
“Let’s tie him up so he won’t cause any trouble.”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb grabbed Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed to force him into a chair.

I pulled a thin cord from my pocket and tied Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed to the chair.
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was screaming,

“Go away and leave us alone.”
“We’ll leave you alone only after we had some fun with you, bitch! Shut up.” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said smiling.
I reached for the blanket to pull it off of Al Firdaus Al Jamāl leaving her dressed in only her thin nightie.
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said,

Durgesh, look at this pretty sexy bitch. She exactly looks like Wafa Yaqoob.”
“OK Zubédā, I’m with you. There’s no another sister of Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed here, but we’ll not leave until we have my Hindu dick soft. It’s rock hard now. His sister has hardened me more and more for her Bhābhījān.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was now crying a little and whimpering.

She knew Al Zubédā Al Wahāb meant me to rape her.

She could only hope we would not physically hurt her in any way.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed spoke up,

“Please don’t touch her. Let me write a letter or do most anything to give you one of my beautiful sisters more.”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb spoke,

“You can act wise, that’s no good. Durgesh is going to give your sexy Årab Muslimā wife, the daughter of Sharif of Mecca, a good fucking.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed knew it was a losing battle to argue with them.

He just didn’t want them to hurt her.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said,

“Alright, you’ve got us. What if she agreed to cooperate instead of fighting your advances? Would you be gentle and not hurt her?”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb and I, looked at each other,

“OK, that’s a deal.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed then continued,

“Would you use a condom? She is not on the
pill because I’ve had a vasectomy. Don’t make her pregnant.”
The response was quick,

“No way. We will not use a condom. We’re going to fill that hot Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Pussy with hot Hindu cum.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed knew he was defeated and felt lucky for them to agree not to physically hurt her.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said,

“Honey, it’s best that you cooperate with them. They agreed not to physically hurt you.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was still weeping some, but said she would do her best.

She knew I was going to rape her whether or not she fought us.

She was concerned about pregnancy, but she had no choice.
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said,

“Alright bitch, stand up and take off you nightie.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl reluctantly got up to lift her nightie up over her head.
“Okay, honey pie. Time to get down to it. Finish stripping.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl could barely contain her tears now.
“You pigs. That was horrible.”
“What was, sweetie?” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb asked with sadistic pleasure.
“You know what I’m talking about, damn you!”
“Well, maybe we will and maybe we won’t. Right now it’s time for you to strip off that underwear and let us have a look at you.” We both laughed at that.

Then I lifted my nightstick and brought the tip of it up to Al Firdaus Al Jamāl’s crotch, almost touching her cunt through the thin material of her panties.

“Now strip.” I said, and nudged the nightstick into her groin.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl gasped at the violation, all the more threatening for the lightness of the touch. I turned the nightstick, slowly rotating the tip of it as though it were a drill aimed right at her pubis.

“Come on, now. Let’s see it.”

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl’s hands were shaking.

She reached behind her back and unhooked the bra.

She took the straps down, but couldn’t bring herself to let it fall from her.

She started to sob now in humiliation.

I approached her, grabbed the bra and slowly, firmly, pulled it off her.

She kept her hands over her breasts, but I leaned in and whispered to her,
“Maybe you want me to do the panties too.”
Still sobbing, Al Firdaus Al Jamāl shook her head.

“No! No, I’ll do it.”
And she did.

She took her hands from her naked breasts, feeling the leering eyes drink them in, and put them in the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down and exposing her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt to me.
“Now stand up straight with your hands above your head.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl did as she was told, standing naked and utterly exposed to me, crying freely now even though she knew I was getting off on her embarrassment and mortification revealing her sculpted well exercised feminine Saůūdī Årab Muslimā body in all its glory.

Her breasts were full, yet firm, inviting with pink raspberry nipples.
I reached to feel one of her breasts as they were exposed, and responded, “These are nice, aren’t they?”

I then pinched her nipple very hard.
“Ouch!” Al Firdaus Al Jamāl uttered. “Ooooooohhh Allaaaaah. You promised not to hurt me.”
I took off my jeans and shorts.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed noticed I had a bigger Hindu Penis than his own.

It was much longer and
bigger, the biggest one he had ever seen.

It was hard and the blood vessels were visible.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed was now afraid that I would hurt his
wife Al Firdaus Al Jamāl when I put that Hindu monster Cock in her.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed said in a firm voice,

“OK, Durgesh, you’ve showed us what you have, now let’s stop all this nonsense, put your clothes on and I’ll give you some of my beautiful sisters more, somehow.”
“Hold your talk; I’m going to fuck your sexy lady before we leave. When we get through, she will know she has been well fucked.”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb spoke, ” Durgesh, go ahead. Get her stretched.”
I didn’t waste any time,

“Al Firdaus Al Jamāl, get up there on your knees at the side of the bed and bend over.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl did as I ordered.

Then I walked up behind her with my Hindu Prick in my hand.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed watched as I aimed my Hindu Cock at his beautiful wife’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Pussy.

I moved the head up and down her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā slit for a little
lubrication, and then tried to ease the Hindu head in.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl started weeping again.

She wasn’t wet and the intruding Hindu Cock was having difficulty
entering her.

She knew she was dry and thought I would hurt her by forcing the entry.
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl said in desperation,

“Aaaahhh. Get the cream from the dressing table drawer and lubricate me. Ooooooohhhhh you are hurting me. Nooooooo Pleaaaasse!”
Al Zubédā Al Wahāb fumbled with the drawer, found the bottle and handed it to Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed, startled, received the bottle in his hand.

“WWWW―What do you want?”

“Bhāījān!” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb rebuked him, “Help Bhābhījān to get Durgesh’s Hindu Penis into her famished Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt.”

“WWWW―What do you mean? What do you mean?”

“Take a liberal amount on the head of Durgesh’s Hindu Cock.”

“N―no! No! You mean I should help my wife getting raped by Durgesh?”

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb laughed.

She turned to Al Firdaus Al Jamāl.

“Sorry, Bhābhījān! Bhāijān wants you get fucked dry.”

“Safdarrrrrrrrrrrrr!” Al Firdaus Al Jamāl screamed.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed immediately took out a liberal amount on the head of my Hindu Cock.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb laughed.

She was enjoying her revenge very much.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed had made her mother humiliate Al Zubédā Al Wahāb.

Al Zubédā Al Wahāb had humiliated her mother in return, more.

Now, Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed was being humiliated to the extent.
I pushed to enter Al Firdaus Al Jamāl.

After a couple of back and forth strokes, my Hindu Cock was all the way in.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl started weeping again as she braced herself for me to pound her.

She said a prayer to prevent pregnancy.
Durgesh, this is good Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Pussy.”, Al Zubédā Al Wahāb said, “You will like it too.”
I started pounding Al Firdaus Al Jamāl with strong  Hindu thrusts.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl’s eyeballs were rolling feeling my Hindu dick knocking her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā womb.

She was moaning and writhing.

“Ooooooohhh Allaaaaaaaaaah, pleeesse not sooo haaaard, Durgesh! Pleeeeese doooont sqeeeeeeeze myyyyy Saůūdī Årab Muslimā nipples theeey aaaare paaaaiiiining”
After continuous five hours of ramming her, I took my Hindu Cock out of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt and rolled her on the bed to make her lie on her belly.

I caught her waist with my hands and pulled her bums up.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl lifted her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā ass in the air.

She was now bent like a bitch.

She looked at her hubby sitting on the chair and writhing to get free from his
bondages.

She noticed a small tent at the zipper of his pants.
‘Yā Allah! Yā Allah! Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed is getting excited seeing me raped in front of him.’ She thought.

I pushed my Hindu dick from the back and started thrusting it again and again in her raped Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.
“Hmff hmfff Eīshān! Hey Eīshān! Hey Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā! Thank you! Thank you! What a Beauty! What a Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Beauty! What a Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt!” was the sound I was emitting with each my Hindu thrust.
“Fuchhh fuchhh” was the sound coming out from her now wet Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Pussy and
“ooooooo mmmmmm uuufffff aaaaah oooooohhhhh Allaaaaaaaaaaaah!” was the sound coming out from her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā lips. With each Hindu thrust, her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā boobs were bouncing like some ripe fruits.

I fucked and fucked her in this position for 3 hours fifteen minutes. Then I made her lie at her back again and entered her again in missionary style.
I soon began to groan as I speeded up my movements.

Then I yelled as I shot spurt after spurt in her unprotected Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Pussy.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl felt very ashamed of herself, as she too came with me.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt erupted hot Saůūdī Årab Muslimā
lava
on my Hindu Cock.

I collapsed on Al Firdaus Al Jamāl.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl felt my Hindu Cock getting soft inside her leaking Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.

I was breathing heavily lying over Al Firdaus Al Jamāl.
Then I became alert again.

I pulled out from her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt allowing some of my Hindu cum to ooze out and down her leg.
“Mmmmm pretty lovely fuck. But I will love fucking her brain out.”
I moved again in a position to fuck her.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was frightened looking now at the size of my Hindu dick.

It had grown more and more now.
“Alright, Al Firdaus Al Jamāl, now you are going to get a real fuck with my Hindu Cock in you. It was only Introduction till now”

I turned towards Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed.
“Look, your impotent Saůūdī Årab Musalmān hubby loves every moment of It. Look; he is having a huge erection. Perhaps as not even before.”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl looked at her husband Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed and found the truth behind my comment.

He was having a huge erection and he was writhing on chair.
Durgesh! let his one hand free. Allow him to masturbate seeing his wife
getting pinned by you.” Al Zubédā Al Wahāb winked at me lewdly.
I growled a warning before freeing his left hand from the ropes.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed’s hand at once moved to his Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Nooni.

He started caressing his Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Nooni.
I caught Al Firdaus Al Jamāl now by her silky brown hair and made her rotate on bed so that her head was towards Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed.

I lifted her waist and placed a couple of pillows below her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā ass so that her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt was raised and Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed could easily see her clean shaved pink slit of vagina.
I then moved near her and placed her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā legs on my Hindu shoulders.

Her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā body was now bent like an arch.
“Now you will be able to see your wife’s beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt being torn by this masterpiece Hindu Prick of mine.” I laughed.

Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed wept.

I inserted my Hindu Penis in her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.
“It is slippery like hell.” I took the bed sheet and wiped the cum inserting a portion of the cloth inside her cunt.

I again inserted my Hindu Penis in her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt.
” Hmmmmm now It is dry like the sand paper. Ramming a dry Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt gives immense pleasure.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed watched as I forced the head of my Hindu Prick slightly inside her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā hole.

He knew Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was going to be stretched.
“Aaaaaaahhh “she moaned slightly.
He saw my hands clasp the sides of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā butt to hold her as I prepared to push forward.

He didn’t want her to fall forward away from me.

I pulled my Hindu Cock completely and with a strong thrust, I
moved it again into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl felt as if a hot Hindu rod is being rammed into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.

The friction made by the dry walls of her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā Cunt and the skin of my Hindu Cock made her wince with pain.
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl uttered,

“Oooooohhhhh! Allaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” as Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed watched my Hindu Cock go about half way in.

I pulled back ready to plunge again.
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl yelled,

“Take it easy, Durgesh! I will die with pain. Please get it lubricated by the cream”
” I am not a fool.” I gave a loud laugh ” I love a Saůūdī Årab Muslimā lady crying with pain when I jam this Hindu pole of mine in her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.”
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed could see the walls of his wife’s Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt are stretched to the maximum.
I pulled my Hindu Cock out again. And with much more energy, I buried it
again into her Saůūdī Årab Muslimā cunt.
Again, Al Firdaus Al Jamāl uttered in pain,

“Ooooohhhhh! Durgesh!-― Durgesh! You’re killing me,” much louder as the big Hindu Cock went nearly all the way in.

Her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Muslimā mouth opened for breath and her eyeballs just popped out with intense pain.

Al Firdaus Al Jamāl was nearly senseless.
Evidently, I started taking pity on her as I pulled back a little.

Then I started small back and forth movements going a little deeper each time.
“There, Al Firdaus Al Jamāl, how do you like a real Hindu Cock?”
Al Firdaus Al Jamāl didn’t answer.

She was enduring the pain the best she could.
Not only was she stretched, but also my Hindu Cock was now too long.
I started fucking her while she continued to painfully moan,

“Ooooooohhhhhhh aaaaaahhhhh, uiiiiiiiiii Allaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed felt sorry for her, but he could do nothing but watch my big Hindu Cock fuck her.
Sheikħzādā Safdar Al Saåeed started yelling as I plunged deeper causing his wife to scream in pain.

I started fucking her with deep thrust. Slowly her cries subsided and moans of intense pleasure took its place.

I fucked and
fucked her.

We lost all track of time.

Chapter 7

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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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

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

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

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

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

15.My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

16. A Deep Conflict-1

17. A deserving unfaithfulness

18. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

19. I’m never ashamed of it

20. Yåqūb Family-1

21. They conspired against me

22 A secret Smile

23. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

25. The Beaming Knowledge

26. The three pregnants-1

27. The three pregnants-2

28. In the Moonlight

29. The women in my life

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

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1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

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

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

5. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

6. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

7. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

8. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

9. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

15. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

16. Saamved: Mantr 1

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

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

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


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

Årab Mahā Bhārat:

1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter3

Chapter 4

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―”

DurgeshDurgeshDurgesh. 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.

The House of Saud (آل سعود transliteration: Āl Saåūd) is the royal family of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. The modern nation of Saudi Arabia was established in 1932, though the roots and influence for the House of Saud had been planted in the Arabian peninsula several centuries earlier. Prior to the era of the Kingdom’s founder, Abdul-Aziz ibn Saud, the family had ruled the Nejd and had conflicted on several occasions with the Ottoman Empire, the Sharifs of Mecca, and the Al Rashid family of Ha’il. The House of Saud has gone through three phases: the First Saudi State, the Second Saudi State, and the modern nation of Saudi Arabia.

Suddenly, her mother called from the royal bathroom.

“Sāliħā! Sāliħāāāāāāāā! Give me the green towel.”

I immediately welcomed the opportunity.

I took the green towel, lying there, and knocked on the door.

The door opened slightly.

A beautiful pink Saůūdī Årab Muslimah hand appeared and grabbed the towel.

The door was closed again from inside.

She did not even see that it was not Al Sāliħā Al Saåeed. It was I.

I was feeling quite adventurous now.
I peeped into the bathroom through the keyhole.

I became intoxicated.

She was all in nude there.

She was standing and drying her beautiful Årab Muslimah female body.

Toweling it.

I was getting mad seeing her naked.

My Hindu Penis was demanding to fuck her.

But how?

How?

Suddenly she screamed.

I grabbed the opportunity again.

“Auntie! What happened?”

“Y―Y―Who are you?”

“I’m Durgesh, auntie! Safdar is my friend.”

“Oh! I’ve slipped down. Fallen down. Where is Sāliħā?”

“She has gone out, auntie! She had told me to return in an hour.”

“You are waiting for her?”

“Yes, auntie! She asked me to wait.”

“Are you Sāliħā’s friend also?”

“I think so, auntie! But―”

“Oh, all right. Open the door, sonny! And help me in getting me up.”

I again grabbed the opportunity.

I always did it.

To lose an opportunity― and that even like it was not my work.

Chapter 6

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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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More on Mahā Bhārat from Durgesh:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

15. Gotrbhid Mahā Bhārat: 1

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

19. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

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

48. Making love and understanding everything

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

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

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

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

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

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

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

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

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

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

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90. The Extent

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

92.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

93. Three sons three Ammīs

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

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

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

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

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

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

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

124. The everincreasing infinite lust

125. The women in my life

126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127.  A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

152. The Chairman: 4

153. The Chairman: 5

154. An Underworld Don: 1

155. An Underworld Don: 2

156. An Underworld Don: 3

157. An Underworld Don: 4

158. An Underworld Don: 5

159. An Underworld Don: 6

160. An Underworld Don: 7

161. An Underworld Don: 8

162. An Underworld Don: 9

163. An Underworld Don: 10

164. Age no bar: 1

165. Age no bar: 2

166. The Absolute Surrender

167. Her Ultimate Decision: 1

168. Her Ultimate Decision: 2

169. Her Ultimate Decision : 3

170. Her Ultimate Decision : 4

171. Her Ultimate Decision : 5

172. Love on the high grass

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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

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

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

29. Kabhī nahīn chāhā

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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3.  The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7

8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

36. Saamved: Mantr 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 115

38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Other interesting writings from DSM Satyarthi:

1. Maamekam sharan’am vraj


Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4

Årab Mahā Bhārat:

1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’

DSM Satyarthi

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter3

Chapter 4

Religious freedom: Religious Police

هُوَ الَّذِي خَلَقَ لَكُم مَّا فِي الْأَرْضِ جَمِيعًا ثُمَّ اسْتَوَىٰ إِلَى السَّمَاءِ فَسَوَّاهُنَّ سَبْعَ سَمَاوَاتٍ ۚ وَهُوَ بِكُلِّ شَيْءٍ عَلِيمٌ

Huwallazī kħalaqalakum mā filarzi jamīån summ istawā ilā assamāi fasawwahunn sabaå samawātin wahuw’ bikulli shayin ålīmun.’

‘It is He Who created for you all that is on earth and then turned above and fashioned it into seven heavens. He knows all things.’

Al Qur’ān Al Kareem: 2 Al Baqarah: 29

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,

Covet no wealth of anyone.’

―Ved: 2Y: 40/1

Sheikħ Ammī!

Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā!

She was an irascible, unpredictable, fighter.

Even when her husband, Sheikħ Aħmad, had not died, it was believed that she was the brains running the entire Al Kuwait universe.

A great mastermind, vastly acknowledged almost everywhere.

It was a miracle, the militants had made her  believe that her son, the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer was guilty.

Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, the Sheikħ Ammī, was  a great mastermind.

Yet, YET, the militants had made her  believe that her son, the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer was guilty.

No doubt, the militants themselves had their own mastermind also.

It was a fight for power between, rather among, the masterminds, as the ‘Mahābhārat’ itself was.

“The new Mahābhārat is full of numerous masterminds, Durgesh!” Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer said, “Who could believe the Sheikħ Ammī could be convinced of the guilt of her own son.”

However, it did not mean that she did not love her son.

How much she loved her son, was revealed to me, when a humanoid robot opened the door for me.

If it were not known to me that the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer was in the police custody, I would’ve certainly believed that it was the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, himself, who had opened the door for me.

The humanoid robot was an exact replica of her son Sheikħ Al Zabeer.

“Welcome, most welcome, Al Buůūlat-ul Muslimāt!” the humanoid robot greeted me with all the manners Sheikħ Al Zabeer had. Even the voice was the same. “Please, accompany me. We have to go right up. The Sheikħ Ammī is expecting you.”

“Good, very good,” I smiled, “I salute your Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, Al Zabeer! So, it is a humanoid robot facing the trial, not you?”

“It was the original planning.” The humanoid robot admitted smiling, “but the mastermind architect could not be fooled to the extent required.”

“How do I know you’re not fooling me, instead?” I smiled amiably.

The humanoid robot laughed.

“Even the mastermind architect of this deep rooted conspiracy could not be fooled to the extent required, and you’re suspecting, the Sheikħ Ammī is trying to fool YOU? Great! Isn’t it?”

I smiled.

“Why not?”

“The Sheikħ Ammī is not a fool enough, even to try it. Please, come on. The stairs to the left, please.”

I saw him in surprise.

“Isn’t there any elevator?”

“There is.” R. Al Zabeer, the humanoid robot, if it was, smiled, “There is.  But unfortunately it’s out of order temporarily,  for last fifteen minutes only. Sorry.”

I was fucking Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer, on all her fours.

It was my compulsion, not lust.

I was a LSI, a person living on sexual intercourse.

Hudā was co-operating with me.

It was not easy for her.

But she had to take my help.

That’s why she had travelled to Trantor.

With all the confidence in the Multiverse, we climbed the wide flight of Oak stairs, and walked down to the second floor.

A signboard, bearing a legend ‘Office’, welcomed us.

Through the glass door, it can easily be seen that a whole ‘universe’ of computers was alive behind it.

There were so many stenographers busily engaged in clicking with mice.

A bunch of visiphones and E-mail operators were also receiving and sending the necessary messages.

At a desk, facing the door, sat the more beautiful young woman, I met in the courtroom.

She even winked at me , invitingly now.

“Well, well, well,” She stood up greeting me, “I’m Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm. I never knew my invitation had been accepted. The laundī is enormously honored, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!”

I winked at her and we both, laughed.

Al Hudā  also was smiling.

And why shouldn’t she?

Al Hudā Al Zabīr had traveled to Trantor, for it.

Though, under her breath, Al Hudā Al Zabīr was telling me.

“Your Hindu prick is hardening in the entire tight pathway of my Årab Muslimā cunt more and more. Moreover, it’s growing thick more and more too. Shame on you, Al Buůûlat-ul Muslimāt!”

“Why shame on me, darling?” I smiled quite shamelessly, “If I’m really Al Buůûlat-ul Muslimāt, as you all of you say I am, she is my wife. Isn’t she?”

“Allāh Allāh Khair-Sallāh”

“Just a moment, darling!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm laughed melodiously, “Let me inform Sheikħ Ammī, you’re here.”

“Why? Can’t you even meet me without her permission, even when you yourself have invited me?”

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled impishly.

She glided however, from the room, through an open doorway and in a moment returned.

Sheikħ Ammī is waiting for you eagerly. However, before entering, if you kindly allow me to brief you, I shall be highly obliged.”

“Go ahead.” I smiled.

Sheikħ Ammī is a self made woman, Durgesh darling!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly, “she hates self pity. She hates the feeling that she can’t do something.”

Al Hudā was enjoying me now with obvious relaxation.

“Don’t worry,” Both her globes of soft flesh, her feminine Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks, were in eager and fervent movement now rocking forwards and backwards, “Al Zabeer is my elder brother. Sheikħ Ammī is my mother also, as well as she is the mother of Brother Al Zabeer. She is worried of his future. Yet she’ll never admit it before any one. She dislikes the persons sympathizing with her. She hates any incapability whatsoever affiliated with her ever.  I’ve told all these things to Durgesh already.”

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly again.

Her smile was again inviting me.

“She dislikes her weaknesses, though she is entirely aware of them.” Assalāt said politely, “Everybody has his/ her weaknesses. Some like to hide them, some don’t. The persons who don’t like to hide their weaknesses, however, don’t like to discuss them. Sheikħ Ammī is also one of these second ones. Al Zabeer is her weakness, as strong as she ordered me to go to the court myself. Yet she…..”

I moved forward.

Caressing both her gorgeous rounded Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks, and kissing on her crimson lips, I smiled.

“Darling! Let me myself find out what your Sheikħ Ammī is and what she is not.”

Both my actions, that I caressed her gorgeous rounded Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks and kissed her on her crimson lips, did the work.

Feeling my masculine, Hindu lips within millimeters of hers, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm flicked out her beautiful Årab Muslimā female tongue and touched my Hindu lips with it.

A spasm of delight went through my entire Hindu masculine body, as her Årab Muslimā tip of the tongue touched my bottom masculine Hindu lip.

I took her beautiful face in my palms and outlined her extra ordinary crimson Årab Muslim female lips with the tip of my masculine Hindu tongue.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed her beautiful feminine Årab Muslim mouth against my masculine Hindu mouth.

We breathed into each other’s mouth.

Forgetting everything, Assalāt and I, both, were aware now of only our closeness and the heat of one another’s flesh.

Our hands began to move, digging and tearing at one another’s clothing, fumbling with zippers and grappling with buttons.

We broke apart and sucked in the filtered air.

“Let me.” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly, “I know how to get out of it easily.”

“Soon I’ll also know.” I winked at her.

She laughed and kissed me in response, expressing her delighted appreciation of my remark.

The reception room was filled with the sound of zippers unzipping.

In a matter of seconds, we were completely undressed.

I put my right index finger bent, under her exquisite feminine chin and lifted it up.

There was a shining expectant glow in her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine eves.

I lowered my head and pressed my lips against hers.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s exquisite, fine, delicate, lovely, feminine Årab Muslim lips quickly parted in response.

The tips of our tongues met refusing to allow any discrimination on the ground of any communalism whatsoever, and stabbed at each other in a warm, damp, love battle.

I wrapped my strong arms around Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, cupped her superb feminine Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks, and then pulling my mouth from her exquisite, lovely, delicate, Årab Muslim feminine face I touched my lips to the side of her beautiful neck.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm sighed softly.

She was thankful to Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā.

She was, actually, not the real sister of Al Zabeer, as she tried to impress me.

She was his Maamoozaad Cousin.

She loved Al Zabeer, yet the Sheikħ Ammī compelled her to seduce me.

“It’s in your own interest, the foolish girl!” Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, had said, “If you really want to save Al Zabeer’s life, seduce Durgesh.”

“I can’t.” She had thundered, “How dare you, even to suggest to me, this dirty attitude? I’m not a prostitute. I love Al Zabeer. I want to marry him.”

“When he’ll go to the gas chamber, telling him ‘Allāh Ħāfiz’, you’ll surrender yourself to Durgesh, cursing all the Musalmeen and cursing even me.”

Stunned, she stared at Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā.

Then the truth dawned on her and she gave up.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm could feel my heavy Hindu erection as I moved downward.

My intense Hindu erection was pushing against her flat stomach, nudging her, against her own computer table.

She put her hands behind her and braced herself as I began stroking her velvety Årab Muslim female pubic hair with the palm of my hand.

“I appreciate your appreciation of my exquisite Årab Muslim feminine beauty, Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! However it’s not your first time, as it is mine.”

“What do you mean?” I buried my Hindu masculine  face against her Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān breasts, against the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, Årab Muslim female flesh.

“I mean it’s not your first time to enjoy a willing young and smart Årab Muslim female beauty. Yet, it’s my first time with any male at all.” Her right Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān palm was seeking for my rocketing hard Hindu penis.

“Of course it’s not my first time.” I smiled, “I’m lucky enough to enjoy infinite of you Musalmān Beauties .”

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm also smiled,

“It’s my first time. I hope you’ll forgive me if I can’t cooperate with you properly, as the others do.”

“Don’t worry.” I laughed, “You’ll also learn. I’ll teach you.”

The aureoles of her Årab Muslim female nipples began to tingle,  to quiver, to tickle, to itch, with needlelike sensations.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm tried to control herself and smiled,

“Why not, why not? How can I forget you’re a Hindu, and the ‘Tantr’ and the ‘Kām Sootr’, ‘Anangrang’, ‘Rati Rahasý’, etc. are your scriptures you practice?”

My masculine Hindu lips were brushing now against the aureoles of her nipples, against her nipples and against the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, flesh of her nude Årab Muslim female breasts.

The responses of her right Årab Muslim female palm on my rocketing hard Hindu penis were telling me she was enjoying my Hindu male love actions on her soft, expandable, flexible, resilient, Årab Muslim female flesh very much.

Suddenly, I felt the hot flow of her Årab Muslim feminine saliva around my entire rocketing hard Hindu penis.

I’d forgotten already she had started to suck me, in the meantime .

I was too busy in enjoying her current Årab Muslim female love actions, united with mine own.

In addition, her love actions were numerous.

Virgin though she was, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was herself eager now to play the sex game with me.

Sheikħ Al Zabeer, she loved, was nowhere there now, up to the very farthest surroundings even.

The rosy Årab Muslim feminine tongue of Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was working now in circular movements as her teeth impishly, lightly, bit my rocketing hard Hindu penis on its root.

“Want to cut and eat it?” I laughed.

“No,” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm winked at me with enormous female Årab Muslimā lust in her exquisite eyes, “I’ll eat it with my lower Årab Muslim female mouth for ever.”

My masculine, right, Hindu palm began combing the soft, blond triangle of her Årab Muslim female pubic hair that covered her sex.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began undulating the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, flesh of her Årab Muslim feminine buttocks, rolling and twisting them out of enormous lust and passion for my hard Hindu penis and me.*

As the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her Årab Muslim labial lips, she kissed me passionately.

“Love me,” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm requested, “Love me as no Hindu male has loved any Årab Muslimā female ever.”

The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis slipped inside her damp Årab Muslim female recesses and sought out her Årab Muslim clitoral bud.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm threw back her head and gasped.

She was a virgin and the best man, in the creations ever, was entering her.

Her whole exquisite, Årab Muslimā feminine body was shaking, trembling, quivering, quaking, shuddering, and shivering, out of enormous Årab Muslimā feminine lust and passion for me, for a Hindu male, for a Hindu Penis.

She wrapped her exquisite, Årab Muslimāt feminine arms around my nude masculine Hindu waist and held me fast while she crushed her Årab Muslimā clitoral bud against the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis.

All the time, she was kissing and kissing me passionately, fervently, avidly, ardently, single-mindedly, overpoweringly, and keenly.

All the time Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was blowing her hot Årab Muslimā feminine breath against my masculine Hindu face.

The sweet scent of her Årab Muslimā femininity and the feel of her firm vibrant Årab Muslimā feminine body made me feel wonderfully lightheaded.

I closed my eyes, inhaled, and returned her warm kisses fervently.

The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her glistening Årab Muslimāt labial lips, worked inside and began probing her lustrous pink Årab Muslimāt feminine depths.

Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm murmured over and over as if my name had become a prayer for her.

I responded to each invocation of my name by her, by stabbing deeper with my incredible, unique, Hindu penis into her exquisite Årab Muslimā cunt.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed the back of her hand over her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine mouth to keep from screaming.

I stopped to catch my breath and Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began whimpering.

“Please don’t stop, Durgesh!” She gasped, “Durgesh! Don’t….stop….please.”

I smiled, kissed her, and laughed,

“Stop? Never, darling. I haven’t even started yet my dear! Now I want you to turn around and brace yourself against your computer table.”

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm turned and bent over her computer table.

She laid her arms across it and rested her beautiful Årab Muslim feminine head on her forearms.

Then she spread her legs wide apart and arched her back in a deep curve.

My anticipation became an exultant, a jubilant, a triumphant, an elated, a proud and exhilarating force.

I moved forward until our bodies touched again.

With one palm, I began massaging her exquisite Årab Muslimā feminine breasts and slid the other down to guide the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis to her Årab Muslimāt labial lips.

I spread Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā vulva apart with the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis and began rubbing it back and forth, through the eager, expectant, and anticipating vulva.

A series of shudders passed through Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm as the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis touched her Årab Muslimā clitoris again.

Once again, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began the litany of saying my name.

“Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Fuck me. Fuck me savagely. I need you very much into me, there.”

She arched her glamorous back even deeper, presenting herself to me.

With the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, again I searched for the delicate opening of her Årab Muslimā cunt, found it again, and then eased the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis inside.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm trembled all over again, as I penetrated her with several inches of my ever rocketing hard Hindu masculine flesh of penis.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā feminine breathing became a slow, steady panting.

I, rocking my waist, pressed more and more of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis into her.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, for my convenience, packed with burning desire and gigantic Årab Muslimā feminine lust for me, spread her
beautiful legs further apart.

She herself began thrusting back against me.

I squeezed her beautiful thighs and her beautifully rounded fleshy Årab Muslimāt feminine buttocks and breasts, and all the while, I kept steadily driving further into her.

I reached down between her legs and felt the wet folds of her beautiful, lusty, juicy, Årab Muslimā cunt stuffed full of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, holding it lustily, entirely, inside.

I put my hands over her nude waist and held her fast as I began employing my long and hard Hindu strokes.

The thickest part of my Hindu shaft was now completely embedded into Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm.

She moaned with passion as she surged back against me.

The movements of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis had taken a steady rhythm, now spearing her delightful, pleasant, charming, lovely, wonderful, enjoyable, amusing, agreeable, enchanting, and captivating, Årab Muslimā cunt.

The ever enticing, ever tempting, ever alluring, ever inviting, ever appealing, ever tantalizing, ever beguiling, ever captivating, rounded globes of flesh, her Årab Muslim nude feminine buttocks, were filling my nude masculine Hindu lap again and again, thus imparting me immense sexual pleasure.

The strained moans, coming from Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, became more and more demanding, as the pressure began to build in her.

When she seemed to reach a plateau of sensation, I fucked her harder more firmly.

Captivated by my ever increasing, ever harder, penetrations, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was kissing me passionately again and again, all the while increasing the back and forth movements of her Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude masculine Hindu lap.

My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.

Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.

Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.

“It will be my ever first climax, Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm kissed me again.

Her beautiful Årab Muslim feminine buttocks once again filled my nude Hindu lap, swallowing my entire Hindu penis once again into her enticing Årab Muslimā cunt.

“So?” I smiled.

“I want to celebrate it.”

“Are you really pleased that your ever first climax is due to a Hindu penis and over a Hindu penis?” I asked her gravely.

“Not due to and not over ‘a’ Hindu penis.” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly at me, “Due to your Hindu penis and over your Hindu penis.”

I laughed,

“Is there any difference, my darling?”

“Of course there is a difference. In fact, there is a great difference. I’ve started to love you now.”

“What?” startled I saw her, “Don’t you love Al Zabeer any more?”

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm started to flood over my Hindu penis inside her.

Both her delicate superb wonderful, striking, Årab Muslimā buttocks had again packed my nude Hindu lap taking my Hindu penis entirely into her wonderful, stunning, Årab Muslimā cunt.

All the time she was kissing and kissing me passionately, fervently, avidly, ardently, single-mindedly, overpoweringly, and keenly.

All the time Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was blowing her hot Årab Muslimā feminine breath against my masculine Hindu face.

I closed my eyes, inhaled, and returned her warm Årab Muslim female kisses fervently.

The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her glistening Årab Muslimā labial lips, worked inside and began probing her lustrous pink Årab Muslimāt feminine depths.

“Durgesh! Durgesh!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm murmured over and over as if my name had become a prayer for her.

I responded to each invocation of my name by her by stabbing deeper with my incredible, unique, Hindu penis into her exquisite Årab Muslimā cunt.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed the back of her hand over her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine mouth to keep from screaming.

I stopped to catch my breath and Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began whimpering.

“Please don’t stop, Durgesh!” She gasped, “Durgesh! Don’t….stop….please.”

She spread her legs wider apart and arched her back in a deeper curve.

I moved forward until our Hindu Muslim bodies touched again.

With one palm, I began massaging her exquisite Årab Muslimā feminine breasts and slid the other down to guide the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis to her Årab Muslimāt labial lips.

I spread Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā vulva apart with the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis and began rubbing it back and forth through the eager, expectant, and anticipating vulva.

A series of shudders passed through Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm as the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis touched her Årab Muslimā clitoris again.

She arched her glamorous back even deeper, presenting herself to me.

With the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, again I searched for the delicate opening of her Årab Muslimā cunt, found it again, and then eased the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis inside.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm trembled all over again as I penetrated her with several inches of my ever rocketing hard Hindu masculine flesh of penis.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā feminine breathing became a slow, steady panting.

I, rocking my waist, pressed more and more of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis into her.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, for my convenience, packed with burning desire and gigantic Årab Muslimā feminine lust for me, spread her beautiful legs further apart.

She herself began thrusting back against me.

I squeezed her beautiful thighs and her beautifully rounded fleshy Årab Muslimāt feminine buttocks and breasts, and all the while, I kept steadily driving further into her.

I reached down between her legs and felt the wet folds of her beautiful, lusty, juicy, Årab Muslimā cunt stuffed full of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, holding it lustily, entirely, inside.

I put my hands over her nude waist and held her fast as I began employing my long and hard Hindu strokes.

She moaned with passion as she surged back against me.

The movements of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis had taken a steady rhythm now spearing her delightful, pleasant, charming, lovely, wonderful, enjoyable, amusing, agreeable, enchanting, and captivating, Årab Muslimā cunt.

The ever enticing, ever tempting, ever alluring, ever inviting, ever appealing, ever tantalizing, ever beguiling, ever captivating, rounded globes of flesh, her Årab Muslim nude buttocks, were filling my nude masculine Hindu lap again and again, thus imparting me immense sexual pleasure.

When she seemed to reach a plateau of sensation, I fucked her harder more firmly.

Captivated by my ever increasing, ever harder, penetrations, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was kissing me passionately again and again, all the while increasing the back and forth movements of her Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude masculine Hindu lap.

My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.

Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.

Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm started to flood over my Hindu penis inside her.

Both her delicate superb wonderful, striking, Årab Muslimā buttocks had again packed my nude Hindu lap taking my Hindu penis entirely into her wonderful, stunning, Årab Muslimā cunt.

Sheikħ Al Zabeer, she loved, was nowhere there up to very farthest surroundings.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began undulating the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, flesh of her Årab Muslim feminine buttocks, rolling and twisting them out of enormous lust and passion for me.

As the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her Årab Muslim labial lips, she kissed me passionately.

The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis slipped inside her damp recesses and sought out her Årab Muslim clitoral bud.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm threw back her head and gasped.

She was a virgin and the best man in the creations ever was entering her.

Her whole exquisite, Årab Muslimā feminine body was shaking, trembling, quivering, quaking, shuddering, and shivering, out of enormous Årab Muslimā feminine lust and passion for me, for a Hindu male.

She wrapped her exquisite, Årab Muslimāt feminine arms around my nude masculine Hindu waist and held me fast while she ground her Årab Muslimā clitoral bud against the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis.

Durgesh! Durgesh!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm murmured over and over as if my name had become a prayer for her.

I responded to each invocation of my name by her by stabbing deeper with my incredible, unique, Hindu penis into her exquisite Årab Muslimā cunt.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed the back of her hand over her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine mouth to keep from screaming.

I stopped to catch my breath and Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began whimpering.

“Please don’t stop, Durgesh!” She gasped, “Durgesh! Don’t….stop….please.”

I spread Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā vulva apart with the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis and began rubbing it back and forth through the eager, expectant, and anticipating vulva.

A series of shudders passed through Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm as the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis touched her Årab Muslimā clitoris again.

Once again, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began the litany of saying my name.

She arched her glamorous back even deeper, presenting herself to me.

With the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, again I searched for the delicate opening of her Årab Muslimā cunt, found it again, and then eased the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis inside.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm trembled all over again as I penetrated her with several inches of my ever rocketing hard Hindu masculine flesh of penis.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā feminine breathing became a slow, steady panting.

I, rocking my waist, pressed more and more of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis into her.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, for my convenience, packed with burning desire and gigantic Årab Muslimā feminine lust for me, spread her beautiful legs further apart.

She herself began thrusting back against me.

I squeezed her beautiful thighs and her beautifully rounded fleshy Årab Muslimāt feminine buttocks and breasts, and all the while, I kept steadily driving further into her.

I reached down between her legs and felt the wet folds of her beautiful, lusty, juicy, Årab Muslimā cunt stuffed full of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, holding it lustily, entirely, inside.

I put my hands over her nude waist and held her fast as I began employing my long and hard Hindu strokes.

She moaned with passion as she surged back against me.

The movements of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis had taken a steady rhythm now spearing her delightful, pleasant, charming, lovely, wonderful, enjoyable, amusing, agreeable, enchanting, and captivating, Årab Muslimā cunt.

The ever enticing, ever tempting, ever alluring, ever inviting, ever appealing, ever tantalizing, ever beguiling, ever captivating, rounded globes of flesh, her Årab Muslim nude buttocks, were filling my nude masculine Hindu lap again and again, thus imparting me immense sexual pleasure.

The strained moans coming from Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm became more demanding as the pressure began to build in her.

When she seemed to reach a plateau of sensation, I fucked her harder more firmly.

Captivated by my ever increasing, ever harder, penetrations, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was kissing me passionately again and again, all the while increasing the back and forth movements of her Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude masculine Hindu lap.

My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.

Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.

Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.

My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.

Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.

Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.

Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm started to flood over my Hindu penis inside her.

Both her delicate superb wonderful, striking, Årab Muslimā buttocks had again packed my nude Hindu lap taking my Hindu penis entirely into her wonderful, stunning, Årab Muslimā cunt.

She was climaxing in torrents now over my Hindu penis.@

The news reached the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, while he was waiting for her eagerly.

“Don’t wait for Assalāt Ibrāhīm, any more, Al Zabeer!” Sheikħzādī Al Sābirā, being fucked by me on all her glamorous nude fours, smiled triumphantly, “You’d challenged me that Assalāt Ibrāhīm will never leave you. I’d said, ‘You don’t know, and being a male, you even can’t experience the miraculous control I has over a lady, when his Hindu penis is inside her cunt.”

“I still don’t believe you.” the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, looked at Sheikħzādī Al Sābirā contemptuously, “Ever since you knew that Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm loves me, you’ve tried to lead her to Durgesh. It was Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm herself who refused to replace me in her life even with Durgesh.”

“Well, meet her now, and see yourself with your own eyes.” Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah laughed.

“Auntie!” the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, smiled, “Perhaps you’re forgetting. Its not the first time you’re trying to prove, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm loves Durgesh, instead of me.”

Till now, the eldest paternal uncle of the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, the ambitious husband of his beautiful mastermind wife, Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah, Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer remained silent.

Absolutely silent.

Now gravely he said.

“Your auntie was absolutely right, right from the beginning, Al Zabeer!”

The young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, merely laughed.

“The westerners have ‘invented’ several pseudo sciences to overcome the ‘danger’ they were facing in the form of Islām.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer tried to explain, but the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, raised his right hand.

“Please!! Please uncle! I’ve heard these wild theories of the moulvīs and the mullahs, so much, since I was born that I even can’t laugh at them now. I’m sorry to say that the moulvīs and the mullahs have distorted the image of Islām under the guise to preach it.”

“You are too full of prejudices, Al Zabeer! to listen to any logic.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer moved to his beautiful mastermind wife, Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah, “Let’s leave him with his misunderstandings, Al Sābirah! I’m sorry, you didn’t believe me when I told you, ‘your sacrifice will not even be believed’.”

Al Zabeer did not even care to pay any attention.

He was rather talking to the new comers, Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer and Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā.

They had reached there only approximately five minutes ago.

Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā looked at Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer.

“Surprising! I’m extremely surprised, uncle! To hear that even Aunt Al Sābirah has sacrificed for Al Zabeer. May I hear what the ‘sacrifice’ was?”

“Your sense of humor has really gone through a positive radical change,” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer smiled, “Congratulations, Al Quddoos!”

Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā raised her beautiful eyebrows innocently.

“I’m sorry, uncle! I didn’t understand.”

“It’s not your fault, niece! When a person is blinded with prejudices, even the present, before the eyes, can’t be seen.”

“Leave it Al Ůmer!” His beautiful mastermind wife, Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah pushed her exquisite, fine, superb, delicate, lovely, wonderful, Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude Hindu lap, and took my entire Hindu penis into her lovely, inviting, tempting, enticing, welcoming, Årab Muslimah cunt, “I didn’t do it for Al Zabeer, as Al Hudā and Al Quddoos did, as other Muslimāt ul Kuwait did. I did it for myself. Durgesh is so handsome, his manhood is so unique, and his love actions are so famous among the extra ordinary beauties that I’m sorry; I couldn’t stop me from seducing him.”

Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā laughed.

Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer also laughed.

“To speak truth, for a change; sometimes makes even the wicked happy.”

“Sorry,” Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah smiled tightening the pathway of her tempting, attractive, welcoming, Årab Muslimā cunt over the entire length and thickness of my Hindu penis, more and more, “I can’t challenge the experience of the wicked.”

After I disappeared with Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah, and after Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer left there, Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā asked Al Zabeer.

“Why did she come here?”

“To make me believe that Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm is not loyal to me any more. She has told Durgesh that she loves him, not me and has even offered herself to him.”

Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer and Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā both looked at each other at first and then to me.

I stopped both of them in sexual codes to tell Al Zabeer the truth.

The Al Kuwait City was bursting with the terror created by perhaps the Iraqis.

But how she could be certain?

Then why she’s putting the blame on the Iraqis?

Only because once in the long past, their President, Saddām Husain, had attacked on the Kuwait?

Have Kuwaitīs not recovered from that shock even till now?

Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidahā Umm Moosā, seemed to be two people at the same time.

One part of her looked out of the window and the second part was trying to tell her that the things would be in order very soon.

Will they be?

This second part was also telling her that she had to do something.

She struggled to be logical but the logic was not winning.

Perhaps the mother in her is not satisfied.

“Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait!” It was the voice of special agent, Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm.

“Yes?”

She did not turn from the window.

Behind her, she could see the reflections in the window glass, seven other secret agents stood with weapons out to keep the others away.

The first wild reaction was over.

Excitement had peaked and now every one was geared up for the final surge against the ‘Pāk’- universes.

“Madam President!” Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm said gravely with due respect to her, “We’ve to get you to….”

“Where?” Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, asked, “A place of safety?”

Despite her age of sixty, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, was a miracle to the other LO women, the women living on the oxygen still.

Some said, she had proven the LSIs’ and their supporters’ claims wrong, the other ones suspected her secret sexual relations with either Durgesh himself or with some another LSI, a man living on sexual intercourse, rather than on oxygen.

“Where’s that?” Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā asked in continuation, “Hadn’t Al Zabeer also was taken to a place of safety?”

“Our system failed once, Madam President! It isn’t necessary, it’ll fail again.” Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm answered her gravely.

Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān, tried to smile,

“We haven’t lost the game yet, Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait! Fazal Ilāhī hasn’t lost a legal battle till now.”

“Till now.” She also smiled, but ironically, “Yet.”

Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah ArRaħmān hesitated for a moment, and then said,

“The house of galaxies has passed a resolution that the case against the young Sheikħ is fabricated, hence should be withdrawn.”

The call was unexpected.

The Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān, had been reported that the ‘Pāk-universes’ were helping the fight against terrorism.

The President, Sāliħah Lodī, has informed that the situation is under control; General Tabrez Muħammad himself had given her his personal assurance that the forces will do only what they’ll be ordered to do.

Yet, she has been called for the ‘final surge’ against ‘Pāk-universes’.

Why?

Well, she is the President.

She is Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā.

She is a ruthless fighter.

Secretary of war, as she is, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān has to handle it carefully.

“The house of galaxies hasn’t passed the resolution with no vote against it.”

“The majority is the only rule needed to pass the resolution.”

“Yes, I think so.” Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, nodded, “Even then the minority’s opinion cannot be ignored altogether.”

“I’m sorry, madam President! I don’t agree with you. Even according to the strict rules of democracy that we claim, we are exercising, the verdict of majority must be respected.”

“Even if I agree with you, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān! Secretary of war! The resolution is still to be passed in the ‘House of worlds’ in every galaxy separately.”

Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān couldn’t understand how she should respond.

Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, turned to her.

“Alright, let’s get to the brass tacks.”

Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān waited.

“Each time someone talks peace in Al Kuwait universe,” Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, continued, “Something particularly ugly happens soon afterward. On 1st Rabee ul Avval, 1641 Hijri, seven days after Hijb ul Mujāhideen commander, Abdul Khāliq Soofi, declared a unilateral ceasefire, our 91 worlds were attacked in Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy.”

Special agent, Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm looked at the Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān, and then gravely she said:

“A Roman Catholic Universe, ‘Abraham universe’ was suspected first; on the ground that it has registered its formal objection on the name of the galaxy.”

George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, looked gravely at Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy.

“Please hear me out, madam President! I’ve come a long way at your invitation, but I must tell you, it’s my own temptation also that has brought me here.”

“Well,” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm said tersely, “The Roman Catholics have no right to claim monopoly over Ħazrat Ibrāhīm ålaihissalām. The Jews along with the Christians have fought over the issue with Muslims for centuries.”

“Please,” George Davidson raised his right hand, “Please, madam President! We are not talking of war. We are trying to avoid the unpleasant probabilities only.”

Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, looked at George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, “Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy is capable to defend itself.”

Sunaýnā Dvivedī smiled.

Secretary of war,Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, was her real elder brother.

Sir Rām Kinkar Dvivedī had married Sheikħzādī Zainab Al Ůsmān, but he refused to Hindus that his sons and daughters should also be Hindus or Brāhmañs.

Sir Rām Kinkar Dvivedī, being an ardent communist, was thus the personality, responsible for the communism of Sunaýnā Dvivedī.

“Abraham universe knows it very well that Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy is capable to defend itself.” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, smiled, “A galaxy is a small universe in itself, somewhat. No doubt, in a universe we’ve countless galaxies, as their number is ever increasing.”

Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, the eldest son of Sir Rām Kinkar Dvivedī and Sheikħzādī Zainab Al Ůsmān, looked at George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe.

He said curtly,

“The galaxies recede from one another, keeping the spatial density constant; meaning as old galaxies move apart, new galaxies are formed in the resulting vacancies. The old principle of continuous creation, known to even a child today.”

George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, merely smiled.

He’d expected the reaction.

“The universes have the advantage, thus, of this continuous creation.” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, said, “Their spatial area thus always remains in expansion, we know, but the universes have disadvantages also which the galaxies don’t have.”

“I don’t disagree with you, madam President! However, I haven’t come here to discuss the advantages and the disadvantages the universes and the galaxies have over one another.”

“Nevertheless,” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, said gravely, “Since we’re talking about us we should discuss the advantages and the disadvantages the universes and the galaxies have over one another also.”

“If the Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, thinks its necessary, I can’t and won’t challenge his wisdom, even though I don’t agree with him, sorry.”

“We think it necessary.” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, said politely but firmly.

“Then, please go ahead.” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, surrendered smilingly.

It was obvious from his attitude that he wanted to say, ‘It’s your precious time and your people’s money. Just go ahead if you want to waste both of them.’

Nevertheless, he didn’t say it in so many words.

“We’ve just seen what a universe is.” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, went on, “It has countless galaxies, as their number is ever increasing. the galaxies recede from one another keeping the spatial density constant, meaning as old galaxies move apart new galaxies are formed in the resulting vacancies; the old principle of continuous creation”

George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, waited patiently.

“Now let’s see what the galaxies themselves are.” Secretary of war,