Durgesh Tahajjud Muħammad
Ab initio, from my very childhood, I was extremely interested in sex with tremendously stunning Musalmān Beauties.
Moreover, it was natural even.
How can one expect another result, from the environment deliberately provided to me, from right when I was born?
I was deliberately placed among nude Musalmān Beauties, extremely stunning, ab initio, when I was born.
Tahajjud Muħammad was seventeen years then and Muħammad was 20 years.
None ever knew, neither suspected ever that Muħammad was on the payroll of Muttahidah Mumalikat-e-Islamiyah.
Muttahidah Mumalikat-e-Islamiyah was an organization then, quite filthy rich, and dedicated to spread Pseudo Islam everywhere by hook or crook.
It was sponsored by then USA leadership too.
Well, the truth is always stranger than fiction.
Ostensibly, it was a religious organization, but it was actually a political imperialist NGO, supported by Pseudo Islamic Governments actually from behind.
Tahajjud Muħammad’s maiden name was actually Tahajjud Abū Qāsim.
Abū Qāsim was her Abbū’s name actually.
He was one of my 100 maternal uncles.
My Pitr’shrī used to tease my Ammī Ħuzūr, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr. Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb.
“Al Kħadījah, Your brothers are modern Kauravs actually. The Kauravs were also hundred in numbers.”
Ammī Ħuzūr used to smile.
“What do you want to say, Vishvās? Am I Gāndhārī?”
Pitr’shrī used to tease her more.
“You should know more about yourself, darling. I know about you only what you tell me.”
Ammī Ħuzūr used to laugh.
“If you were so plain and simple, you couldn’t have won the heart of an ultra modern highly educated Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī, educated in USA. Neither would you have succeeded in bringing me here from Saůūdī Arabia.”
Pitr’shrī used to wink at her.
“You were in quest of, desperately, to get away from the intense Pseudo Islamic Environment of Saůūdī Arabia. I was only an excuse for you.”
Ammī Ħuzūr used to plunge on Pitr’shrī.
Pitr’shrī used to hug her lovingly.
“Hey, I was only kidding yaar. Why are you so irritated?”
“We both would fight against it, Al Kħadījah. Have faith in your own love at least, even if you can’t have faith in me.”
“Sorry, Vishvās. You know I don’t mean it really. After Allah Rabbil Åālmīn, I’ve immense faith in you. Please never tease me about a Musalmān husband. You can’t even imagine what a Pseudo Musalmān husband is. He is a curse to a woman. He is a devil, a Satan, personified actually.”
Pitr’shrī used to hug, kiss and soothe Ammī Ħuzūr.
One day, I accidentally overheard Muħammad saying to Tahajjud Abū Qāsim/ Tahajjud Muħammad,
“Buā Ħuzūr, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr. Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb, has married Phūphājī Dr. Vishvās Shakr Mānav with a lot of dreams, plans and expectations. Let her enjoy her company with Phūphājī Dr. Vishvās Shakr Mānav, more and more. You take care of Durgesh. Will you please?”
“Of course, Muħammad.” Tahajjud Muħammad hugged her husband, “I know how much you love Buā Ħuzūr.”
“She is more than even my own Ammījān to me. My own Ammījān, in her ignorance, had made me a Pseudo Musalmān. Buā Ħuzūr Dr. Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb and Phūphājī Dr. Vishvās Shakr Mānav has converted me into a true Musalmān. I owe my Īmān to both of them.”
Tahajjud Muħammad used to take care of me very much already.
After the instructions from Muħammad, she started to take care of me even more than her own life.
She never even suspected Muħammad was doing it on purpose.
He was instructed to do so by Muttahidah Mumalikat-e-Islamiyah.
Tahajjud Muħammad started to bathe me even.
She herself massaged my entire body with body lotion.
It went to the extent that Tahajjud Muħammad used to massage even my Uncut Hindu Penis with body lotion.
She used even to kiss my Uncut Hindu Penis.
Was she unsatisfied with Muħammad sexually?
I didn’t know.
But I’m confident even now, she was never on any payroll of Muttahidah Mumalikat-e-Islamiyah.
I remember even when I reached my ten years of age, Tahajjud Muħammad used to massage my Uncut Hindu Penis with body lotion.
And She used even to kiss my Uncut Hindu Penis as well.
I enjoyed it very much.
When I smiled significantly, Tahajjud Muħammad used to explain to me.
“But aren’t you even ten years elder to me?”
“Of course, I am. Of course, I am.” Tahajjud Muħammad smiled to me, “But you are already fucking Musalmān Beauties elders to you. Don’t you?”
She winked at me.
I contradicted Tahajjud Muħammad angrily.
“I’m not fucking them. Your elder Musalmān Beauties themselves are fucking me under this or that pretext.”
Tahajjud Muħammad laughed.
“Well, none can blame the Musalmān Beauties, Durgesh. Your Uncut Hindu Penis is larger than that of your age. It’s unique. Even I am tempted to fuck you so many times. It’s not easy to control myself.”
I looked at her incredulously.
“Of course, Tahajjud Muħammad.” I immediately confirmed her, “I never want to be a loser. Have you seen ‘Chiragh Kahan Roshni Kahan’?”
“Hey, don’t forget I myself took you to watch ‘Chiragh Kahan Roshni Kahan’. Mahjabīn and Rajendr Kumar, both are my favorites. ‘Chiragh Kahan Roshni Kahan’ stars Mahjabīn Bano and Rajendr Kumar, both.” Tahajjud Muħammad was very pleased in talking of her favorites.
I remembered now.
It was the day; we watched two films in a day.
The first film we went to was ‘Goonj Uthi Shahnai’.
Tahajjud Muħammad wanted to see ‘Chiragh Kahan Roshni Kahan’ first, but Nafīsah Muħammad loved to hear the Shahnai of Ustad Bismillah Khan so much that she insisted to go to ‘Goonj Uthi Shahnai’ first.
Tahajjud Muħammad wanted to please me to the extent that she compromised with Nafīsah Muħammad.
We were in the Box.
Nafīsah Muħammad was two years elder to me.
Instead being warned, it made me Åārif Muħammad’s hero.
He started to hero-worship me secretly.
He watched me, hero-worshiping me always, whenever I fucked any Musalmān Beauty.
He loved to take care of even when we fucked, that nobody else should watch and disturb us.
“Ask your Nafīsah Muħammad Bājī.”
“Sālé, I befriended you initially to fuck your Bājī Nafīsah Muħammad.”
The Western Culture, prominent in their household, had so much destroyed the family morals of Åārif Muħammad that instead feeling any humiliation or shame for it, he loved my sexual relationship with his elder sister.
“Let me have consent from Nafīsah Muħammad first.”
Åārif Muħammad held my hand in protest.
“No Durgesh, please. I request you to keep it a secret between us.”
“Please. Nafīsah Muħammad Bājī is my elder sister. She may not like the idea. But I still want to watch you both, when you fuck.”
I watched Åārif Muħammad gravely.
“You may not like to watch it, Åārif.”
“The hell I won’t like it.” Åārif Muħammad said angrily, “I’m dying to watch you both fucking each other.”
“I never knew you were so pervert.”I smiled.
Now, it was my turn to be surprised.
“Your Ammī too, Åārif?”
“Why not? Isn’t she tremendously striking even now? I’ve watched your Uncut Hindu Lund saluting her even several times whenever you watch her. You are not so innocent my dear friend, as you want others to believe.”
“Sālé,” I laughed, “You really do keep an eye on me almost always.”
“I hero worship you. Actually, my cut Musalmān nūnī is too small to enjoy any girl. So, I can enjoy sex only in watching it.”
“But you can elongate even your cut Musalmān nūnī too, if you like to.”
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?” Åārif Muħammad jumped immediately in utter incredulity.***
Tahajjud Muħammad was constantly restless when she was watching ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’.
Nafīsah Muħammad could not bear it.
“Bājī, please. Let me enjoy the film even if you are not enjoying it.”
Tahajjud Muħammad laughed.
“You’ve really come to watch the movie?”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought actually you wanted to enjoy Durgesh inside you. The movie was only an excuse.”
Nafīsah Muħammad laughed.
She winked at Tahajjud Muħammad.
“What’s wrong in enjoying both of them, simultaneously?”
Tahajjud Muħammad smiled cunningly.
“Well, Rajendr Kumar was certainly wonderful in ‘Mother India’. His romantic pair with Zebunnisa was wonderful in ‘Ghar Sansar’ and ‘Mother India’ both. Khurshīd is also one of my favorites. She was wonderful in ‘Tumsa nahīn dékhā’.
Tahajjud Muħammad smiled.
She enjoyed the film very much till it was running in a happy track.
But as soon as it started to be a story of losers, Tahajjud Muħammad started to squirm and licking my Uncut Hindu Penis when it came out of Nafīsah Muħammad’s Musalmān Cunt, its head still remaining inside.
Nafīsah Muħammad was on her knees and arms in front of me, in the box.
Her face was towards the screen as well as mine too.
I was sitting on the seat and fucking Nafīsah Muħammad leisurely.
My hands were on her nude waist.
I had pulled up her garārā and put her on her back.
It was the time, when only twelve years had passed being India a free country.
The immense bitterness of the partition was still there, very much.
The Hindu Marriage Act 1955 had fallen on them as if it was a lightning strike.
Ānand Mohan Sharmā looked at Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī gravely.
“Jawaharlal Nehru and his ever cheating Congress can do anything to please the Communal Musalmīn.” he said bitterly.
Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī smiled at Ānand Mohan Sharmā.
“I know, Ānand, you hate Congress. But Musalmīn do not have another alternative.”
“Jawaharlal Nehru is a shamelessly selfish politician.” Ānand Mohan Sharmā said bitterly, “Of course, he is better than the so called Mahatma was, but—”
Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī laughed.
“Oh, come on, Ānand. You have already killed Gandhi, on 30th January, 1948. It’s 1959 now. Complete eleven years have passed since. Why do you people keep Gandhi still alive, if you really hate him so much?”
“Congress would never let die the bloody Gandhi.” Ānand Mohan Sharmā said bitterly, “It never followed him, because no intelligent person can ever follow Gandhi, in his/her sanity. Even Jawaharlal Nehru is not following him. He is only using his name to cash it politically.”
“So what do you want?”Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī smiled at Ānand Mohan Sharmā enjoying his fury at Gandhi, “Jawaharlal Nehru must really follow Mahatma Gandhi?”
“Mahatma, my foot.” Ānand Mohan Sharmā blurted, “he always played his political games on the cost of political benefits of Hindus.”
Tahajjud Muħammad always used to say whenever she bathed me, playing with my Uncut Hindu Penis,
Her prophecy was, in due course, however proved somewhat wrong and right, both, when, after fifteen years, ultimately, I married Saiyadah Fātimah PhD.
She really does love me very much, but it’s not because I have a unique Uncut Hindu Penis.
Saiyadah Fātimah PhD loves me for my intense humanity, instead.
But yes, my rest of the extremely attractive Musalmān Beauties, and other Beauties even, love me for my unique sexual prowess.
Ammī Ħuzūr very much appreciated my unique sexual success with Musalmān Beauties.
Pitr’shrī used to laugh,
“Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr. Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb, the extremely beautiful daughters of your hundred brothers die to fuck our handsome and sexually most powerful son. Stop them. They are so many in numbers.”
Ammī Ħuzūr also used to laugh, teasing Pitr’shrī.
“As I have, most successfully, stopped you from fucking my four hundred extremely beautiful Bhābhīs?”
“Sālī, as if you really wanted me to stop from fucking your Bhābhīs?”
“What do you mean?”
“Al Kħadījah, I was not born yesterday. You deliberately brought your hundred brothers, so that you can control my sex life too.”
Ammī Ħuzūr smiled cunningly.
“By providing me enough sex with your extremely beautiful four hundred Bhābhīs, here in the very house. You killed two birds, thus, with a stone.”
“You are a very shrewd, mastermind Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān lady.”Pitr’shrī praised Ammī Ħuzūr openly, “you knew your foolish brothers have married four extremely beautiful Musalmān young ladies each, but being ardent Musalmīn, they are more interested in Islamiyāt, than in sex with them. Your Bhābhīs, therefore, were bound to look elsewhere to fulfill their physical needs.”
“Allah, Vishvās, I’m not scheming to that extent.”
“Yes, you are, my dear and darling wife. You kept them here with us, in our own house. Why?”
“Why?”Ammī Ħuzūr kept smiling watching Pitr’shrī constantly, teasing him all the time.
“Why? You knew your brothers would not, and could not remain in the house always. They had to go out for jobs. While your Bhābhīs would always remain in the house. You deliberately provided them enough opportunities so that they may come in my contact as much as possible. You knew, once it’s done, neither your Bhābhīs nor I could resist with each other.”
Ammī Ħuzūr laughed.
“You mean I deliberately threw my extremely beautiful four hundred Bhābhīs on you for sex with them?”
“Of course. And don’t laugh. You know you can’t fool me ever.”***
How two years had passed, we were never even aware of it.
Nafīsah Muħammad shouted.
“I want to see ‘Junglee’, Zindagī aur Khwab’ and ‘Hum Donon’ all the three.”
Tahajjud Muħammad was nineteen now.
“Three movies in one day?”she looked at Nafīsah Muħammad incredulously, “Are you crazy?”
“Durgesh,” Nafīsah Muħammad shouted, “Do you fuck Tahajjud Muħammad Bājī too?”
“Nafīsah Muħammad,” Tahajjud Muħammad was furious, “you are just impossible.”
“Muħammad Bhāījān is a foolish man.” Nafīsah Muħammad announced, “He pays his attention more in the business of Durgesh’s Pitr’shrī, not in Tahajjud Muħammad Bājī. She must be ravenous. So what’s wrong in asking if Durgesh fucks you too?”
Tahajjud Muħammad smiled.
“Are you jealous of me?”
“Yesssssssssssssssss!” Nafīsah Muħammad shouted more, raising her voice to the top, she could.
Tahajjud Muħammad kept smiling.
“As if, you are Durgesh’s wife yourself.”
“Well, I’m his guardian in charge.” Tahajjud Muħammad teased Nafīsah Muħammad.
“You spoil the enjoyment. You kept on criticizing ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’ that day, while I kept on requesting you not to pay attention to the movie. Watch Durgesh fucking me and enjoy.”
“Well, I hate the losers’ movies. That’s why I hate Dilip Kumar.”
“I hate Dilip Kumar too. I also hate tragedies.” Nafīsah Muħammad retorted, “But it was not Dilip Kumar in ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’. It was Rajendr Kumar that was the hero in ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’.”
“To hell with your ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’.” Tahajjud Muħammad said angrily, “Two complete years have passed. We saw ‘Chiragh Kahan Roshni Kahan’ at the same day. Why don’t you talk of it? What a movie it was. Both Rajendr Kumar and Mahjabeen Bano were at their best.”
“They both are starred in ‘Zindagī aur Kħwāb’ too.” Nafīsah Muħammad declared, “Moreover it isn’t a losers’ movie too, as ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’ is termed by you.”
“How do you know?” Tahajjud Muħammad smiled at Nafīsah Muħammad’s childlike excitement.
“I’ve read the story in a movie magazine.” Nafīsah Muħammad told us vivacious.
One day, I fell sick somewhat.
I’d got feverish actually.
Tahajjud Muħammad took me to the Doctor, herself.
After returning from clinic, Tahajjud Muħammad started massaging me.
The feverish feeling had already gone.
I was feeling well enough now.
After massaging my rest of the body, Tahajjud Muħammad started to massage my legs and thighs.
As soon as, Tahajjud Muħammad put her hand on my thighs, accidentally it touched my ever-sensitive Uncut Hindu Penis.
My Uncut Hindu Penis immediately hardened and saluted Tahajjud Muħammad.
Tahajjud Muħammad slapped my Uncut Hindu Cock playfully,
“Naughty boy.” She smiled in appreciation.
I smiled too.
“What for? I love that.” Tahajjud Muħammad laughed, “We Musalmān Beauties do know it hardens only when it does really appreciate our Musalmān Beauty. Why must you be sorry for your so sincere appreciation of us Musalmān beauties?”
“Well, they say it’s an indecent exposure.”
“They are foolish persons. What is indecent there? You are just appreciating my tremendously incredible Musalmān beauty. It’s a measure of how much you do appreciate that. It’s lovely and simply wonderful. I thank you, instead, for so blunt and so bold appreciation of my Musalmān beauty. Let me thank it properly.”
Tahajjud Muħammad suddenly removed my lungi.
My 9” long and 3” thick Uncut Hindu Lund sprang up out.
It used to elongate to 12” and thicken to 5” whenever it entered a worthy Musalmān Cunt.
Tahajjud Muħammad watched my Uncut Hindu Lund spellbound.
I immediately remembered she was watching my Uncut Hindu Cock similarly spellbound when we watched ‘Zindagī aur Kħwāb’, ‘Junglee’and ‘Hum Donon’.
Watching all the three movies, I fucked Nafīsah Muħammad in the same way I fucked her when we watched ‘Goonj uthi Shahnai’ and ‘Chiragh Kahan Roshni Kahan’.
Nafīsah Muħammad had teased Tahajjud Muħammad.
“Don’t watch with such an obsession, Tahajjud Bājī. Join me in fucking this incredible Hindu boy. All my friends have already enjoyed it.”
“Only your friends, Nafīsah?”
“What do you mean?”
“Āsiyah Najmul Ħasan isn’t your friend, I think, is she?”
“No, but her younger sister, Raziyah Najmul Ħasan is our mutual friend.”
“But Durgesh fucks Āsiyah Najmul Ħasan too.” Tahajjud Muħammad said irritably.
“Bhābhījān,” I smiled fucking Nafīsah Muħammad, “What’s wrong with you? I enjoy fucking all of them.”
“You enjoy fucking all of them?” Tahajjud Muħammad rejoined.
“You fuck all of them? You fuck not only the extremely beautiful friends of Nafīsah Muħammad, but their Bājīs and even their Ammīs as well?”
“Āsiyah Najmul Ħasan’s Ammī, Sābirah Jahāngīr, is too beautiful to resist, but she is more than thirty, Durgesh.”
“Thirty five I think.” Nafīsah Muħammad provided the information.
“Thirty five?” Tahajjud Muħammad was dumbfounded, “Thirty five, Durgesh?”
“Isn’t it a great pride for me, Tahajjud Muħammad that, a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Beauty, as great a Musalmān Beauty as Sābirah Jahāngīr, even if she is thirty five, enjoys very much when I fuck her?”
“But you are only twelve years now.” Tahajjud Muħammad protested.
“So what? Sābirah Jahāngīr is draining all of your energy. Are you mad? Never do her from now on.”
“But Tahajjud Muħammad, Bhābhījān, I feel exactly reverse after fucking Sābirah Jahāngīr Ammī.”
“You feel more vivacious even after fucking Sābirah Jahāngīr?”
“Yes, of course.”
“It’s not possible.”
“But it’s true.”
“Allah, you shouldn’t fuck Ammīs and Bājīs more than the girls younger to you. The younger girls when you fuck them give energy to you. While the elder women drain you of energy when they fuck you.”
“But I never feel drained off. Even yesterday, I fucked a fuck party, organized by Sābirah Jahāngīr Ammī. She invited all her friends of her own age to show them how wonderful my Uncut Hindu Lund is when inside their Musalmān Cunts. I fucked all of them. They were one hundred fifty perhaps. Yet, I never felt drained off.”
Tahajjud Muħammad was watching me open-mouthed.
“I can’t believe it.”
“But it’s true, Bhābhījān.”
“You fucked all the one hundred fifty of them?”
“And their age was thirty to thirty five?”
“Yes, somewhat around it.”
“And you felt more vivacious after fucking them than you feel usually?”
“That’s what I’m telling you.”
“Allah Allah! Well, I’ll be damned.” Tahajjud Muħammad was slumped on the sofa.***
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