The Extent: Cuckold Your Musalmān Husband:40
Posted: April 28, 2014 Filed under: Adult Science Fiction, Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Behavioural Science, Feminism, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Ummil-Mominīn Leave a commentChapter 40
Durgesh Al Waħīdah Al Nādir
Durgesh Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī
Ummil Mominīn
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir found herself looking at me in more than just a normal way.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir loved me very much, but growing inside of her was the urge to protect me from the world, and after time passed, it was her own self that I needed protected from.
Often late at night, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir would wake up and immediately drift to a state of mind of loneliness and confusion, and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir would cry herself back to sleep.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew Al Waħīdah Al Nādir needed counseling but was too scared to admit to anyone that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had become sexually attracted to Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was afraid of being judged or even worse, turned into the religious police.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew what Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had been feeling was wrong and that a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān girl should never feel this way about Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
Why was it happening to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir often wondered, but never could find the answer, and had no one to turn to?
Over the next couple of months Al Waħīdah Al Nādir did a lot of research on the internet trying to meet other Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān women online who had experienced the same feelings that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had been feeling.
They claimed Durgesh fucked every Musalmān houselady that’s beautiful and ever came in his contact.
If it was true, some of them at least should be available on the Internet too.
Shouldn’t they?
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir found a large number of such Musalmān houseladies that were proudly acknowledging their open Live In Relationship now even, with Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
They discussed these sorts of topics but mostly there problems dealt with Durgesh being attracted to them due to this or that reason, and not the other way around.
Some of the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān women however, did offer help and advised Al Waħīdah Al Nādir to go out and try to date.
A lot easier said than done when Al Waħīdah Al Nādir didn’t have a lot of friends since Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s husband and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir were separated.
The vast majority of Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s friends were also his.
There were a few co-workers Al Waħīdah Al Nādir got along with but no one that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir could see herself dancing the night away with, if you know what Al Waħīdah Al Nādir meant.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s feelings grew stronger towards Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir started to become jealous when Durgesh started to date a Panjvaqtah Namāzī smart Musalmān girl named Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī.
Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī and Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu, spent a lot of time together on weekends and even during the week nights at her own house.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir could see it in Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu’s eyes that he was in love with Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī and she was with Durgesh.
Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī was very pretty Panjvaqtah Namāzī smart Musalmān girl with long natural red curly hair with a perfect smile and came from a filthy rich wealthy Årab Musalmān family.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had witnessed us kissing late one night when Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had woken up from Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s sleep and was thirsty.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir walked to the kitchen for a drink of water and they sat there outside on the deck steps lip locked as Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī’s fingers caressed Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu’s face.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir stood there staring at us got a good two minutes before closing her own eyes to imagine herself out in the night with Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu…looking into his eyes…holding his hand…whispering to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir I love her, all while feeling my lips pressed against Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s imagination ran wild on a nightly basis and the more she imagined, the more Al Waħīdah Al Nādir desired Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
One Sunday in May, it was Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu’s HVSI Satr function.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was a very proud Musalmān houselady as I walked across the Cabinet Room and smiling at Al Waħīdah Al Nādir as Al Waħīdah Al Nādir stood there cheering for me from the balcony seat of the Cabinet Room.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wanted to grab me, hold me, and hug me.
I rushed down to the lobby when the participants were dismissed and wrapped Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s arms tightly around Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s dream lover.
The only bad thing was that Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī was clinging on to me wherever I went.
After one to two hours of this misery and almost getting sick to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s stomach Al Waħīdah Al Nādir decided to give Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu one more normal hug and kiss on my lips head home.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had planned to make Durgesh; the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu a special dinner that night to celebrate my success but on Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s drive home Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s phone started to ring.
It was Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
“Hey there sweetie” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir answered.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir could hear a lot of background noise when Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu was speaking.
I was informing Al Waħīdah Al Nādir that I was going to head to my friends house for a celebration party and would probably stay overnight.
“Aww Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said in disappointment knowing Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s plans were spoiled, but Al Waħīdah Al Nādir couldn’t be upset at me.
After all, it was my achievement, and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wanted me to have a fun time with my friends, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir should say.
“Promise me that you will not be careless and drive, and if Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī goes be sure to take care of her. Do not let her get into any trouble, and be nice to her. I know she loves you.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said to Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu hoping I would believe that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir really did like her.
And Al Waħīdah Al Nādir did, but she just wished Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī wasn’t around me every day and night.
“I will be sure to have a nice breakfast for you in the morning since Al Waħīdah Al Nādir won’t be able to make you a special achievement dinner.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said to me as we got off the phone.
“Sounds great Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, see you later.” I said hanging up in a bliss.
The night couldn’t have dragged on any slower.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir warmed up some cold cheese pizza that we ordered the night before and sat down on the couch to scarf it down.
There wasn’t much on television either and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir already had watched all of the shows that she recorded on the DVR throughout the week before.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir decided to open my laptop, kill some time on Facebook, and waste the night away.
There wasn’t much happening on there, just some achievement ceremony pictures being posted by some friends whose child graduated earlier.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir decided to get up and pour a glass of homemade Sangria that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had been chilling in Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s refrigerator since the morning.
The house was quiet and it seemed somewhat scary.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew that the nights would become this way every night once Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu left for Ved Nagar in August.
Deep down Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s heart was aching.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir needed to find someone to share Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s life with but it was hard.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir decided to try Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s luck and sign up for a few dating websites.
“What could it hurt?” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wondered to herself out loud.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir deserved to be happy.
But it seemed that every guy Al Waħīdah Al Nādir encountered for the next few hours only wanted what most guys want.
To Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s surprise, a woman whose user identification was “Ummil Mominīn” had sent Al Waħīdah Al Nādir a message and she was local.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir never really have had an interest in another woman but her picture was cute and introduced herself to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir as “Ummil Mominīn.”
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir fond out that she only lived a few minutes away and just moved in to the subdivision next to her.
She also was in the process of divorcing and after a few back and forth messages their conversation got a little deeper.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir d I told her about Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s problems with Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu going off to Ved Nagar and with being lonely.
She too was in a similar position as Al Waħīdah Al Nādir.
Her oldest daughter, Al Jamīlah Al Åbbās, left for Ved Nagar a few years ago, but she had another daughter who would be attending the same premises that Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu just achieved from.
They spent some time chatting back and forth about their lives before she proposed that they hang out sometime or maybe have a few drinks at the steakhouse that was right down the street.
She seemed really nice and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir figured that it couldn’t hurt meeting her.
Shortly after agreeing to meet, she messaged Al Waħīdah Al Nādir her number and suggested talking on the phone.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir told her that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had a few things to do around the house but Al Waħīdah Al Nādir would give her a call when Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was finished, and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir did after Al Waħīdah Al Nādir got ready for bed and lie down.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was quite nervous as her phone continued to ring but when she answered, she sounded very sweet.
Her voice was soft and had bit of a country to it.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir hadn’t ever met anyone from the Internet but so far, she seemed like someone that is trustworthy.
They talked about their favorite drinks and she told Al Waħīdah Al Nādir the story of her first ever alcoholic drink.
She was nineteen at the time and she spilled the entire glass on her soon to be ex husband.
They had been married for seventeen years and they decided to call it quits when they both realized they weren’t in love with each other anymore.
They started to talk about men in general and they both agreed that men were assholes but women couldn’t live without them.
She was very open but it was pleasing knowing that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was someone she could be so open with, so quickly.
“Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, I hate men, but love their dicks,” she bluntly said causing Al Waħīdah Al Nādir to nearly choke on Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s own drink that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was sipping.
Everything was going great and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had a new friend until she asked the one question that potentially changed Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s life forever
“Enough about me, what is your ultimate fantasy?” she asked.
“Oh wow,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir I replied as their conversation went silent.
“I have so many, I guess I don’t know where to start,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said as she took a sip of her drink and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir could feel Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s cheeks beginning to warm.
This woman had Al Waħīdah Al Nādir blushing, and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir didn’t blush.
Over the years, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had developed many fantasies.
Some of them simple and normal, the usual threesome, or being with another woman, but the most daring one, to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, of course was Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s fantasy of making love to Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had been separated from her Musalmān husband for quite some time and that ultimately could be the reasoning of this fantasy.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew there was no way Al Waħīdah Al Nādir could tell her this…not even in a million years, not without judgment Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was sure. So Al Waħīdah Al Nādir thought of the next best thing.
“Ever since my Musalmān husband and I split, I have fantasized of being with a Hindu man.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said to her gravely.
“Oh really…Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, I have that one as well. Give me some details about yours,” She said insistently.
“Well…just being with a Hindu guy in general and his tight Hindu body, feeling him inside me…just is very orgasmic sounding,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said and again Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was not shaking nervously.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had never been this open with anyone this quickly, but Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was excited for a change.
All of this talk was starting to get her heated up.
“I just love the thought of it,” she added as Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s right hand casually made its way down Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s belly to the lace band of Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s underwear.
“What age do you want this Hindu guy to be?” she asked.
“I’d say over sixty for sure probably,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir answered.
“Probably?” she questioned.
“As long as he is over sixty, quite experienced I mean. I don’t want any learning child anymore. My stupid Musalmān husband was enough for me for that for once and all, Allah Allah.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir responded.
“Have you ever thought about meeting a Hindu guy from the Internet?” she asked.
“No not really, in fact I don’t even do this a whole lot. You were probably one of the first I have ever considered talking to on the phone” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir told her.
“Didn’t you say Durgesh just achieved something? What about any of his friends? Are any of them cute enough? She asked.
“Well sure, but they are his friends and that would be awkward I think and Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu would shoot me.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said to her.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wasn’t thinking of any of my friends at all.
The only one Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was imagining this with was Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu himself.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wanted to just blurt it out and tell her but wasn’t quite sure what she would say if Al Waħīdah Al Nādir brought it up, but daringly Al Waħīdah Al Nādir did.
“You know I told you that being with a Hindu guy was my biggest fantasy but truth be told, it’s actually not the biggest. It does involve being with a Hindu guy and I’m sure you won’t talk to me again after I tell you this.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said and then Al Waħīdah Al Nādir hesitated to take a deep breath.
“Oh really…Do tell,” she replied anxiously waiting to hear what Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was about to tell her.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir I took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir felt lost in Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s own bed.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s body was shaking nervously.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s palms had begun to sweat.
From head to toe, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir felt chilled.
Was Al Waħīdah Al Nādir really going to admit this to her…this complete stranger?
Underneath the nervousness and chills, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir liked this feeling.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s body desired more of this excitement but Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew if she told her this, things would change the second Al Waħīdah Al Nādir let it out.
“I actually have had a fantasy of Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu before.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said and then Al Waħīdah Al Nādir fell silent waiting for her to speak.
“Oh wow, are you really serious,” she asked Al Waħīdah Al Nādir.
Instantly Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew Al Waħīdah Al Nādir shouldn’t have told her and immediately regretted the decision.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir knew Al Waħīdah Al Nādir couldn’t take it back and pretended Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was joking.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir did however try to play it off by explaining it was because of Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s depression from the separation.
“Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, you wouldn’t be the first Musalmān woman to have sexual thoughts about Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu. Lots of Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān, Panjvaqtah Namāzī smart Musalmān girls that are in your position go through it. I think it is very normal to have fantasies,” she said as the feeling of instant relief rang throughout Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s body.
“You think so” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir asked her.
“Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, I know so. Would you ever act on it? She asked.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir hesitated to answer because honestly, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir didn’t even know the answer.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir started to imagine the first time when Al Waħīdah Al Nādir saw Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu in a sexual manner.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir noticed my Hindu muscles and imagined how amazing it would feel to lie in my strong Hindu arms, and have me kiss her on Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s lips, and to feel my Hindu hands on Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s big heavy Musalmān buttocks as Al Waħīdah Al Nādir straddle me raising herself up and down on my ever erect Uncut Hindu Lund.
Or, lying there under my body with Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s legs opened wide for me as I penetrate in and out of her making love to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir like her husband used to.
“Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, you still there?” she asked Al Waħīdah Al Nādir.
Suddenly Al Waħīdah Al Nādir snapped back to their conversation “Ummm…I think I probably would try it…I think.”
“I think you should do it,” She suggested.
“How and…How” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir asked her with confusion.
“Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, I could help you. Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, I only live a few minutes away. Why don’t we arrange for a night when you could come over and we can meet and go from there and we can divvy up a plan,” She said.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wasn’t sure if Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was ready for that since they had just met.
Even though this woman sounded very sweet and sincere, underneath it all there could lie a serial killer or an ex murderer.
“I tell you what. Let’s meet for dinner tomorrow night and just talk first and then we will see what happens.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir suggested.
“That’s a deal,” she responded.
They set plans and said their ‘Allah Ħāfiz’, goodbyes.
Their intent was to Meet around 6pm after Al Waħīdah Al Nādir get off her work the next day.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir lay there quietly in bed not making a move or a peep for a while thinking about everything.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s feelings were mixed on the situation.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was excited that Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had met Ummil Mominīn and her willingness to help Al Waħīdah Al Nādir to achieve Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s biggest fantasy but scared at the same time because Al Waħīdah Al Nādir didn’t really know her.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir began to imagine Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu lying in bed beside her.
In no time, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had stripped herself down to just Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s t-shirt and masturbated thinking about Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu.
In addition, as quickly as Al Waħīdah Al Nādir started Al Waħīdah Al Nādir finished with a larger than usual orgasm.
The next morning Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was awoken to Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s alarm clock sounding off at 6am.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wished it were the weekend all over again.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir hated Mondays, and always dreaded going to work.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir forced herself up and hopped in the shower.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir washed Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s hair and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s body and shaved Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s legs.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir normally didn’t shave Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s pubic region, instead, kept it neatly trimmed.
Nevertheless, today Al Waħīdah Al Nādir desired the change.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was feeling sexy standing there in the shower and shaved herself entirely.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was putting on Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s clothes in Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s room when Al Waħīdah Al Nādir heard Durgesh, the sixty five years old Anant Muslimātchod Hindu come home.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir finished dressing quickly and went to greet me as I was walking up the stairs leading up to my bedroom.
Without thinking, Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was running so fast that we stumbled and almost fell down the stairs.
However, she didn’t care and neither did I.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir planted a small kiss directly on my Hindu lips and held it there for a moment.
In addition, when Al Waħīdah Al Nādir released, she bit her lower lip teasingly and said,
“Welcome back home, MuslimātRamañ. What do you want for breakfast?”
“Pancakes,” I said with a cheesy smile.
“Pancakes it is for Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s man,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir responded.
We made some small talk about the overnight achievement party while I escorted her arm and arm back down to the kitchen.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir couldn’t tell from my demeanor if Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī and I had sex and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir wasn’t going to ask.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was curious though but decided to leave it alone.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir didn’t even really care to be honest.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was just happy to be alone with me for a few minutes before Al Waħīdah Al Nādir had to set out to work.
“Hey sweetie, are you going to be home tonight.” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir asked me pouring the pancake batter on to the skillet.
“Yeah Al Waħīdah Al Nādir, I should be, and Al Tadbīr Al Ilāhī has to work late, so yea Al Waħīdah Al Nādir should be here.” I replied.
“Awesome,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said as Al Waħīdah Al Nādir continued to pour.
A few moments passed by and Al Waħīdah Al Nādir mentioned to me how Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was supposed to Meet a Panjvaqtah Namāzī smart Musalmān girl friend for dinner and would be home shortly afterwards.
I only smiled, but if only I knew the entire story behind their dinner, it may have changed my mind a little.
“Hey is ‘The Voice’ on tonight?” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir asked.
“I believe so,” I answered.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir smiled and turned away from finishing up the first pancake while trying to retrieve a plate from the cabinet.
“I have to go finish getting ready. There is a lot more batter, so start whipping up some more pancakes if you’d like,” Al Waħīdah Al Nādir said to me and walked her way back up the stairs towards Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s bedroom.
Al Waħīdah Al Nādir’s mood was good if Al Waħīdah Al Nādir was glowing.
Today may turn out to be a great day after all.
Chapter 41
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
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Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn
I was driving home from Ummil-Mominīn‘s house where I had spent the past three nights and 4 days fucking Ummil-Mominīn as her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was out of town again.
This visit was my fifth and an especially good one since I not only took the Ammījān deeper into Ashvinātam Sex, but also for the last three days and nights the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, had joined us in Ummil-Mominīn‘s bed.
It was her daughter Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn who had a piece of my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and she too had her first interfaith experience.
It had been a huge added reward for me to involve the young Sunni Musalmān daughter in my training of the Ammījān.
I had seen her before, and my mouth even watered to fuck her.
Why shouldn’t it?
I was a Hindu.
And she was a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Beauty.
Yet due to my Social Service to the needing Musalmān Beauties, due to my Sex Therapist Service, and due to my duties to my already existing loyal Musalmān women, I was helpless to do anything in the matter.
This time I had indeed had the great pleasure of fucking Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s young beautiful and very well built Sunni Musalmān body and to begin to fuck with her brain.
I welcomed her Sunni Musalmān body into the world of interfaith sex and to show her what it was like to fuck a Hindu man.
I was sure she had enjoyed it a great deal and I knew little Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had had three fantastic orgasms and would be back for more of my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.
As I drove, I was thinking,
While Musalmeen won’t admit it, or never want to anyway, the world of Uncut Hindu Cocks in Musalmān Pussies was now a huge Sex Empire.
The Hindu men even couldn’t wait, now, for the chance to stick their Uncut Hindu Dicks into any young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman.
Well, hell, that was an extra bonus for them.
And for me it meant a great Social Service.
Moreover, the best part about this younger generation was they, the Sunni Musalmān women themselves, were seeking out the Hindu men.
Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā! They were more eager to fuck me to see what it was like than to fuck their own faith.”
“Unbelievable, yet quite true.”I said to no one as I turned into my expensive Ashvinātam driveway.
I realized that this huge increase in Sunni Musalmān women fucking Hindu men made my great life mission successful and the social status of Musalmān Beauties from it better and better.
And there were others like me who were also reaping optimum rewards and the increase in social status of the concerned Musalmān Beauties.
That seemed to leap tremendously higher over the past 61 years.
I was earning more respect and faith now than ever before.
Moreover, I was getting fucked more than ever before by Sunni Musalmān women, some extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān women.
But it didn’t seem to matter much these days.
A Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman being fucked by a Hindu man was what people, even Musalmeen, wanted to see and watch.
If the dame was nice looking, well, so much the better.
But it was more the two faiths merging together with Uncut Hindu Cocks in Musalmān Pussies.
My life had evolved for the best now and I would soon be successful enough to fuck only when I wanted to and then I would fuck only as a sort of an ideal for a large group of Hindu men.
Men of all faiths were now demanding my services.
Even Musalmeen.
Even Musalmeen!
For their own reasons, of course!
They wanted me, Durgesh, to fuck Musalmān Beauties for their own reasons.
Incredible?
Yet true nevertheless.
Most of them were cuckold husbands.
Their extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān wives were vowed to degrade them, as much as they could.
Yet, I was vowed to develop more and more self-confidence and self-respect even in the Cuckold Musalmān husbands, to upgrade their lives as a Musalmān.
Consequently, Life was good for me now.
As I pulled up to my reserved parking place, I exited my car and took the elevator to my Ashvinātam at the top of the building in the penthouse.
On the way up, I was thinking,
‘What luck this week had been. I was about to turn Ummil-Mominīn into a self-dependent Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman very soon anyway.
I would enjoy fucking a lovely mature Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman with a fantastic body.
Ummil-Mominīn knew how to please a Hindu man proper now that I had trained her for about 5 months.
But now I could do it and not miss her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body so much since I was going to enjoy her sweet young innocent Sunni Musalmān daughter too.”
As I stepped off the elevator, I walked the few steps to my front door.
I smiled as I said to myself,
“I can now concentrate on making the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, a Self dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty! Yes, this would work out something. I need both of them to join me when I invited both women back to my Ashvinātam, next time Ummil-Mominīn’s husband is away.”
I decided that I would talk Ummil-Mominīn in to fucking me while I gave Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, her sweet little daughter, the fucking of her young life during those days.
I would have her all to myself for most of the four days Ummil-Mominīn’s husband would be away and by the end of that time Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn would be my Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty joining her Ammījān.
Ummil-Mominīn would go home to wait for her husband, Kħātimul Rasal’s phone calls each night and maybe take me with her.
But she would leave to make sure she was there when he called her.
But Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, well she could too, and would, stay with me and I would take her again and again as I opened her up to Ashvinātam Sex.
‘Damn! Sunni Musalmān women were so frustrated that they are now too easy to manipulate and fuck.
They were so innocent for the most part.
And ever tight!
Not well fucked even if they were married.
Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā !
Most of them were tighter than any other Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman I had ever fucked even when I was in University.’ I smiled thinking. It was said that ‘Hindu men are bigger than Musalmeen and Once Hindu enjoyed, all else destroyed!”
It was so eminent that Sunni Musalmān women always loved it and fell for Hindus due to it.
Before even they knew it, they were fucking Hindus like animals and whores.
Moreover, doing things they never dreamed of doing with their straight lace Musalmān husbands or boyfriends.
It was a Hindu man’s world these days when it came to sex.
Consequently, I was happy to be a Hindu.
As I undressed and stepped into the shower I was still thinking,
Yes, this was perfect! Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was young and before I was done with her sweet little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and ass there would be many more young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women fucking me, her friends of course!
Yep, more and more Sunni Musalmān Beauties wanted and loved to see Hindu men fucking Sunni Musalmān women these days.
Hell even Musalmeen were making money filming Sunni Musalmān Beauties fucking Hindu men.
And Hindu men all over the world were enjoying more Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussies than ever before.
It was a gift from Allah!
I smiled as I started washing my body.
My well-used Uncut Hindu Cock, by extremely beautiful ever-tight Sunni Musalmān Pussies, was still standing even after fucking two Sunni Musalmān Beauties many, many times over the past four days.
As I dried off, I smiled as I continued to think.
The Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women were helping to destroy the wicked ones of their own faith and they were too enthusiastic even to see it.
All the Sunni Musalmān women saw was a thick Uncut Hindu Snake pumping in and out from between their legs as it fucked and filled their Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, or ass holes, or both.
As I lay in bed, I smiled as I looked up at the ceiling, closed my eyes and thought.
The Hindus are happy to fuck all the Musalmān Beauties available to them.
Even the cuckold Musalmān husbands were happy to help Hindus fuck their extremely beautiful Musalmān wives too.
They enjoyed watching it and eating their Musalmān Pussies afterward.
Even the Musalmān pimps were utmost keen to provide Musalmān Beauties to Hindus, so they could bring in money from pimping their Musalmān asses.”
One more thing!
Even the Musalmān Jihādīs provided extremely beautiful Musalmān Mujāhidāt to Hindus of Power, to perform their vile missions successfully.
The Mujāhidāt were told, and believed in their innocent sincerity, that it was Jihad they were doing, not sleeping with Hindus actually.
It seemed that since more Sunni Musalmān women were dreaming of fucking Legendary Uncut Hindu Cocks and the Hindu men would do their best to satisfy them all.
If the husband found out about it they were leaving them.
That was perfect since I was there to step in and take all I had as they lived with the wife and fucked her.
There are many, many Musalmān Beauties dying to be knocked up by Hindus, and give birth to a mixed baby.
Yea! They especially loved to fuck Hindu men and pump their Hindu seed into them trying to knock them up!”
Each Hindu son inside a Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty did not actually help to destroy the marriage and humiliate both the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman and her Musalmān husband.
It gave them freedom from their wicked, or at least incompetent, Musalmān husbands.
It made the smart Musalmeen leave the bitch since everyone would know the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman fucked a Hindu man, Allah Allah!! My wife fucked an “Uncut Hindu”!
There would be huge humiliation and extreme embarrassment for the husband and all of their families.”
I knew that a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman having a Hindu son would push the Musalmān husband to leave her almost a 100% of the time.
Then the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman was the one to raise my son usually by herself, yet with me always without fail.
Sometimes even her family helped her even if it would be humbling to the Musalmān families involved since everyone who saw her would know she had let a Hindu man between her thighs and fucked her, shot his Hindu Vīrý in her and give her have his son!
It also helped to make more and more Sunni Musalmān women realize that these Legendary Uncut Hindu Cocks surely had something special that every Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman wanted or needed.
Yes, a Hindu man had filled another Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy with his Hindu Vīrý and she risked it all including her marriage to fuck me.
WHY?
It must be special to be fucked by a Hindu man.
This too served to help give me a better sexual identity and have more Sunni Musalmān women wonder about it.
Good! If the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman was married and I fucked her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, and her life even better.
In most cases, her Musalmān husband would never be able to face his friends or family so he would divorce her.
It was so good, actually fun, to see all these Sunni Musalmān women pushing little Hindu or mixed kids around the malls and shopping centers.
You see them in grocery stores, and movies and the parks, hell now they are everywhere.
And the more Sunni Musalmān women who saw the mixed child would start to wonder how it was to fuck a Hindu man.
That meant that more and more Sunni Musalmān women would take the risk and fuck a Hindu man.
There was just so much Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussies out there now just waiting for a Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock!
It was absolutely staggering!
But I would rise to the challenge.
I loved fucking Sunni Musalmān Beauties and making them my Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauties.
If the Musalmān husband stayed even after the wife had a Hindu son, it usually meant that the Musalmān wife was still fucking me.
The Musalmān husband was just too much of a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy himself to leave her or to try and stop her and me from fucking together.
Some Musalmeen liked, even loved, to watch me take their extremely beautiful Musalmān wife in my bed and pump my seed, my Hindu Vīrý into her.
They were the saddest and sickest of them all.
Some Musalmān husbands would submit and acknowledge that I was the alpha man and the Musalmeen would let me have my way with the Musalmān woman.
Sad fucking peoples these Musalmeen?
I don’t think so.
What can a man do, if he is incompetent, and his wife gets replacement?
Why shouldn’t she?
Why should she suffer for her husband’s incompetence?
Why Musalmān Beauties suffer for Musalmeen’s incompetence in sex?
Whatever be the reason!
Isn’t it the Musalmeen’s duty to keep their Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān wives satisfied?
How can anyone blame the Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān wives if they surrender to their physical needs ultimately, and settle for Hindus?***
I had just finished up the fifth fuck session with Ummil-Mominīn since she gave into me after just the second meeting/date.
We had met while her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was out of town.
She and her girlfriends were at a restaurant/bar.
It was Ummil-Mominīn and two other women drinking and dancing.
There were many men there but the three Hindus swooped down on the innocent Sunni Musalmān women and before we knew it we had them dancing and were feeling them up.
As the booze flowed the Hindus made their play and Ummil-Mominīn didn’t know about the other two women but she had agreed to meet me again the next time her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was out of town, it was that easy.
I smiled as I remembered how easy it actually was to convince her to meet me again all by herself without any girl friends around to help her behave.
I had used the faith card, which worked almost all the time with these Musalmān Chicks.
Like so many other Musalmeen, Ummil-Mominīn must have felt guilty because she told me OK almost immediately after being called a Communal Musalmān Beauty.
She was so easy, so dumb, and so very predictable as I even played her like a fucking piano.
The Musalmeen watching it, even commented aloud,
“Allah! Damn! These Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān women are so dumb for Hindus when it comes to the game of sex. They always want to make sure the Hindus never feel they are Communal Musalmān Beauties.”
Ummil-Mominīn risked her entire way of life, her marriage and her family to meet me again the following month to prove she wasn’t a Communal Musalmān Beauty.” I watched her gravely as I recalled how I had pushed her into it.
“What entire way of life?”She asked me curtly when she knew my reactions, “A life of Celibacy? And what marriage and family have I risked? A marriage that can’t provide me even enough sex for my survival? My daughter is with me, and even her Abbū has understood his incompetence. What marriage and family have I risked? Tell me.”
I couldn’t reply her except telling her,
“Sorry, Ummil-Mominīn, I think I was wrong in understanding all the three of you.”
Ummil-Mominīn kissed me,
“It’s alright.”
As I rolled off the bed after sleeping the entire night I was thinking, “Yes, these Sunni Musalmān Beauties were no match for a experienced Hindu men who know the sex game and how to play a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman to get her in bed with him. I am sure I can get almost any Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman to fuck her nowadays if I had enough time with her alone.”
Ummil-Mominīn was so devoted to me that she was almost a pawn now and I was a king.
I had her drinking and dancing with me within minutes of us meeting.
As the night moved on and Ummil-Mominīn drank her drinks she let me touch her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body and in an hour she was moaning for me to do more to her.
I had taken her small pink hand and placed it on my hard Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.
She moaned even louder as I told her to rub it and she did.
I maneuvered her to the exit door and in the parking lot.
I fingered her into an orgasm that I knew shook her to her sole.
She pulled me into her SUV and I fucked her in the back seat, on the second date!!!
That’s all it took to get Ummil-Mominīn to want more of my way of life.
Now every time her poor husband went on his business trips, I was waiting in my apartment for her to come to me.
Once Kħātimul Rasal’s car pulled out of the driveway and turned at the corner, Ummil-Mominīn would wait about 15 minutes to be sure her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, wasn’t coming back for something he forgot.
Then she would jump into her car and pull up next to my car at the Ashvinātam.
In minutes of Kħātimul Rasal leaving town Ummil-Mominīn was in the Ashvinātam where I was waiting for her.
I would always be nude and Ummil-Mominīn would actually moan with her heat and need for me when she saw my Hindu body and my thick snake of an Uncut Hindu Cock swing as it was facing her at the door.
Minutes after her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, was on his plane, Ummil-Mominīn, the good Ammījān and wife was on her knees sucking my big Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and begging me to fuck her.
We would spend the night fucking while the husband was away.
The only problem was the young daughter.
Then I had demanded that she let me into her home and she did.
I wanted to take Ummil-Mominīn’s body on the bed where her husband, Kħātimul Rasal, slept and fucked her.
We had done it once before.
But this time I had insisted that I come to her house and fuck her the late afternoon so I could spend more time fucking her in her bed.
Finally she gave in and I waited until the sun was just going down.
Ummil-Mominīn made sure I knew the one rule; never let her daughter see me in the house.
But that had now changed too.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had come home early one day and caught us going wild fucking in the bed.
I smiled as I remembered Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn that day watching me pump my Uncut Hindu Snake into her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt hard and fast.
I remembered her look of fear and then saw it turn to lust as she stood in the doorway and watched for a long time before she yelled and scared her Ammījān to death.
But I was smart and had already talked to Ummil-Mominīn about Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and what to do and say if we were ever caught.
Ummil-Mominīn was like a puppet and did what I told her.
It was the Ammījān who actually talked her young daughter into watching me fuck her.
Then the Ammījān talked her daughter into trying me too!
She had actually talked her daughter into fucking this Hindu man!
Kħātimul Rasal thought,
Allah! How fucking dumb could a Sunni Musalmān bitch be?’
Kħātimul Rasal laughed out loud thinking about that night I had talked Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn into staying with me when there was a chance.
I had convinced her long before her Ammījān was to find out!
I had talked her into it the night her Ammījān and she were with me in my Ashvinātam.
The husband was away and when Ummil-Mominīn went into the bathroom to shower and freshen up, I had made slow and easy love to the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, while all the time talking to her about how good it would be if we were alone together.
I drove her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body wild fucking her longer and longer now as she became accustomed to my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had always dated boys but I was a man 61 years old.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was no match for me.
She was only eighteen.
I had a great deal more experience and used it to seduce her more and more.
I had already taught her how to let herself go and release the passion inside her.
She cried out and arched her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body up off the bed humping herself on my hard Uncut Hindu Cock as I did everything I could to hold off cumming.
That was very difficult for me since Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was very tight and she was extremely lovely with a great body.
I was sure Ummil-Mominīn looked just like her when she was18 years old.
But Ummil-Mominīn’s body was bigger now.
Her breasts were much larger than Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s and her hips and ass were fuller too.
Ummil-Mominīn was a Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was still a girl.
He savored her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body and made sweet love to it.
As Ummil-Mominīn showered, I fucked the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, and gave her a screaming huge orgasm.
Then I talked her into telling her Ammījān she was staying with me all night.
I knew Ummil-Mominīn would have to leave soon so she could be home to receive the husband’s nightly phone call.
Since Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had met me the beautiful day when she came home early and found me in her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal’s with her Ammījān fucking her Ammījān like a damn machine, she knew she wanted my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock too.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had never seen a Hindu man’s Uncut Hindu Cock before that day or any man’s Uncut Hindu Cock for that matter.
It was so much thicker than the Hindu boys she had fucked.
It was so strong and she watched as I thrust my hips making her Ammījān cry out and cum.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched her Ammījān orgasm again and again, as she rammed her ass and hips up off the bed fucking my Uncut Hindu Cock as hard as she could and climaxed.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was wet between her legs as we both talked the pretty young Sunni Musalmān girl into coming to bed and with the Ammījān’s help.
I fucked the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, for the first time that day.
That day turned Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s young life around in more ways than her young brain or her Ammījān could have ever imagined.
She was now starting the beginning of a ride she wanted to survive.
If she did, she could become a single parent with a mixed child who was being raised by her and her Ammījān and maybe the Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal.
Or she might become a Self-dependent Sunni Musalmān Beauty being run day and night by me.
As Ummil-Mominīn lay in my bed after showering away most of my Hindu cum from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body she watched her daughter being fucked and saw her finish her sweet orgasm.
She smiled knowing Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was enjoying the sex she had with me.
When midnight was close to being the time, Ummil-Mominīn decided that it was time for them to go home.
When she was preparing to leave, I told her that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was going to spend the night.
At first, she was scared to allow it since her daughter was so young.
But, I had a way of convincing her to do pretty much anything I asked.
But this was her daughter I was asking her to let her daughter sleep with me all night!
As Ummil-Mominīn tried to talk her daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn out of staying, she realized it was two against one and she was no match for us.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and I together ganged up on her and she finally gave in as she did every time with her Hindu Lover.
Ummil-Mominīn finally agreed to let her daughter stay but made the demand to me that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn would not be asked to do anything she wasn’t happy in doing.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn told her Ammījān that she was OK and that she could trust Durgesh.
With reluctance in her heart and brain, Ummil-Mominīn left to go home and await her husband, Kħātimul Rasal’s call from Al Madina Al Munawwarah.
He always called at 9 PM his time out on the West Coast, 12:30 AM Ummil-Mominīn’s time.
I now had the daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, all to myself.
I led her around like some puppy.
First, I told her we needed to shower together.
I took a great deal of time cleaning her and showing her how to remove the cum from deep inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as my fingers probed and went deep into the young girl’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.
I was having a ball and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn actually enjoyed all of my attention.
I wanted her as clean as she could get.
We spent a great deal of time in the shower and I instructed Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn on how to clean and then suck my Uncut Hindu Cock.
I delighted in seeing her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face looking up at me, eyes big and bright as she sucked my Hindu bone.
I held her face and told her how beautiful she looked sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock.
I covered her with compliments how good she was at doing the sucking.
She smiled up at me and learned very quickly what I liked.
I turned her around and pushed my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock between her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks.
The head popped out in the front of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips.
I told her to tickle the thick Legendary Uncut Hindu Cockhead with her fingernails.
She lay back against me as I ran my hand all over her young perfect Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.
I squeezed her breasts as I held her tight against me.
Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass was pushing against my Hindu pelvis.
It made me want to shove my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in it and fuck her hard.
But I didn’t want to scare her.
I never wondered why Musalmeen didn’t fuck their wife’s ass, even when the request came from their Sunni Musalmān wives.
I knew it was strictly prohibited in Islam .
The Musalmeen were ardent in the matter.
But, the fact the Musalmeen didn’t know was that, even this attitude from them, had turned so many of their Musalmān wives to the Hindus, getting it from them.
Hinduism did not like it, but allowed if it was requested.
The reason for the different attitude was:
Islam never allowed Musalmeen to marry non-Muslimāt.
It was natural to assume the Muslimāt would never request it.
Hinduism never stopped Hindus to marry non-Hindu girls, instead ordered specifically to marry them.
It was natural to assume they could request it.
Hinduism couldn’t control the needs and desires of non-Hindu girls marrying Hindus.
Every Sunni Musalmān Beauty I had fucked was almost a virgin in her ass.
Few had ever tried it.
Ass fucking was nasty and evil but we were always so fucking tight I loved pumping my Hindu Vīrý in a virgin Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.
As I held her tight against me, I bit her shoulder.
Kħadījah Ummil Mominīn yelled and I told her I was sorry but she was so beautiful and sexy I had trouble behaving.
I loved to bit Sunni Musalmān women and leave marks their husbands had to see.
In this case Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s boyfriend or maybe even her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal would see the marks and wonder what she had been doing.
She moaned as I played with the nipples of each breast as I pumped my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock between her legs making the thick Hindu shaft rub her ass hole and her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy hole.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn moaned again, when I told her to squeeze her thighs tighter around my Hindu shaft.
I loved it when we began to hump on my shaft rubbing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy all over it!
Finally, I turned her around and raised her face so I could see her eyes and the lust to fuck in them.
Then I kissed her and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pleaded with me to take her to my bed and fuck her.
She was panting with her need now and I felt the time was right.
I whimpered in her ear as I carried her to the bed that I was going fuck her long hard and brutally.
I lay back on the bed and told her to straddle my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock with her thighs and sit on my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock with her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She smiled down as she took the Hindu shaft deepest into her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.
She began the long ride fucking me hard, fast and like a slut.
Without her Ammījān there, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn let herself go and gave me what she knew I wanted.
She pumped that extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass up and down taking my Uncut Hindu shaft deepest into her pink Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Up and down, up and down her hips pumped and the lips of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy disappeared and then reappeared as she rose up and the shaft came back out of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
Again and again, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pumped her lovely extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body on my hard Uncut Hindu Cock crying out, grunting, and moaning as her need built and built!
I knew she was going to cum soon and my smile was almost serene as she lowered her lips to mine and kissed me fucking my mouth with her tongue.
I told her to show me what she could do.
I told her to make me cum!
“Squeeze your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt muscles! Yes, that’s it baby! Harder tighter! Yes Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, that’s it sugar! Tighter baby! Fuck me faster yes just like that! I know you can do. Make me cum inside you, sweetness,” I whimpered in her ear as she rode me harder and faster with each passing second.
She was going wild on me now.
She was panting with desire and lust as she rammed her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy down on my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock taking all of me deepest up inside her.
As she showed me what she could do, she screamed for me to cum!
She was getting tired when she felt my hands under her ass and as I helped her rise up and down I moaned deeply as Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn squeezed her tight Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt even tighter.
I rammed my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock up into her like a piston now as she bent forward to let me kiss her nipples.
She moaned and then cried out and then screamed my name as I buried my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock all the way up into her and she felt my Hindu cum begin to shoot deepest into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womb!
She rode me back and forth milking my Uncut Hindu Dick just as I taught her.
She was good and was only going to get better with time and training!
I strained to finish cumming when I felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lock tight around my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn threw her head back and cried up as she rocked back and forth as fast as she could.
I felt her cumming and coating my Uncut Hindu Dick with her cum now!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was sweet and wonderful and I held her tightly to my body, rocked, and cuddled with her.
I kissed her neck and bit her shoulder easily.
She held me and gently rocked her hips and ass as she enjoyed my Uncut Hindu shaft in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tunnel.
My hands moved to her thighs and then under them, lifting her up slightly as I gently spread her legs wide.
I held her and whimpered that I wanted to try her asshole too.
She moaned as she felt my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock twitch when I said it.
She looked into my face and said,
“Do it! Fuck my ass Durgesh darling! Show me what it feels like. Fuck my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass too.”
I laughed and kissed her as my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock began to fill with blood again.
I looked at her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body and face and I felt hard again.
My legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was still in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy but I rolled us over and I slowly pulled out.
I told her how we would do it.
I got Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn to get on all fours, to lower her head and stick her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass up in the air.
As I began to coast Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass with KY jelly, I told her at first it wouldn’t feel good.
I went slow and easy, but I began to insert my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.
I had already made her had two fingers in her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass hole so it was opened a little.
I went inch by inch, easy and slowly and soon I was half way in.
I held it there, bent over her and milked her tits as they were utters on a cow.
I rolled her nipples around in my fingers and pulled them as I began slowly to pump into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass hole.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was unbelievably tight!
Her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass gave way with a lot of fight.
But finally, I was fully inside her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.
I bit her shoulder again, kissed her neck and back as I held her hips and began to fuck her.
I was going easy when she said,
“No, harder! To hell with your liberal Hindu softness. I want to feel it all Durgesh ! Fuck me as you fucked my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy Durgesh! Fuck me ass like you want to fuck it!”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was almost begging me as she started rocking against me.
She could feel the tip my wide Uncut Hindu Cockhead moving deepest into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass hole and then come back until it was only an inch or two inside it.
She felt me bend over her and use my hand to play with her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She felt the lips of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy open for my fingers.
She herself inserted her two.
I told her to rub her clit!
As we worked together to please her she almost hissed out the words,
“OH! ALLAH!! Oh! Allah! Durgesh! Ohhhh!! Yes fuck yes! Please! Please! Please! Faster! Yes, that way! Hard Durgesh! Fuck me hard. Oh! Allah! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Oh! Allah! it’s so good! Yes, yes, yes yessss!!!!”
I held Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and pushed my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock deepest into her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, as she shoved her two fingers as deep into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy hole as she could.
I could feel my Uncut Hindu shaft thumping and thumping as I began shooting my Hindu Vīrý again in her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass this time.
She held her clit between her fingers and squeezed it as she climaxed like nothing she ever experienced before.
I whimpered, as I filled her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass with my Hindu Vīrý, “Yes baby! That’s it let it go! Cum for me! Milk my Uncut Hindu Cock! Drain it baby! Oh yes Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn!! Yes baby! Your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass feels so good around my Uncut Hindu Cock!”
With a last single thrust, I buried my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock all the way up inside her extremely beautiful gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass as we both shook and shuttered cumming and climaxing together.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn cried out, stretched in both holes beyond anything she had ever felt before.
It was pain and pleasure that ran over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body, but mostly pleasure.
She had never experienced anything close to this type of sex.
“Oh, Allah!,” she muttered, almost in a cry as she tried to hold the last part of her wonderful orgasm.
She finally collapsed on the bed as I came down with her, my Uncut Hindu Cock still up in her ass and her fingers still in her cum filled and wet Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn moaned as she took a deep breath and said,
“Oh! Allah! Durgesh! “I’ve never…”
I kissed her neck and said,
“Shhhh not now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn darling ! Enjoy the afterglow of it.”
It was now very late and I held her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body tightly against me feeling her warmth.
I softly stroked her nude Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body as I made her feel the afterglow of fucking.
I myself was enjoying the sight of fucking another Musalmān woman.
Only this one was so young, so tender, so new, so inexperienced, and so fucking beautiful.
She was almost oozing sex as she lay there with both holes full of my Hindu Vīrý.
I smiled as my Uncut Hindu Cock twitched again and we both drifted off to sleep.
The first night of Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s training had ended and I knew she loved what I did to her.
I smiled again as I drifted off to sleep on her nude body, having my Uncut Hindu Cock once more deepest in Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s extremely beautiful, extremely tight, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.***
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
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
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
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
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
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
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
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. The Extent
83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
88. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
93.. The everincreasing infinite lust
95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
102. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
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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. Saamved: Mantr 1
36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
40. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Ahal-Al Bayt-12
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Obsession Continuous
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s head was pounding like crazy!
Thankfully, her boss let her go home about 2 hours early.
“That’s funny,” she said to herself as she walked up her front walk, “I wonder why Ammījān’s car is here.”
Her first thought that maybe she was under the weather too, so instead of making a lot of noise she came in and closed the front door easy.
She then took off her heels and walked softly up the steps towards her bedroom.
She saw the door to her parent’s bedroom door was closed and she was just about to open it to see if her Ammījān was all right.
That’s when she heard the sound of a deep breathing and a male’s voice on the other side!
The voice had an accent and was so deep she knew immediately it wasn’t her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal.
That definitely was not her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal’s voice.
Besides, he was off on a four-day business trip in Al-Madīnah Al-Munawwarah and had just left this morning.
With her heart in her mouth, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn felt it nearly leaping through her chest as she slowly cracked open the door to see what the heck was going on!
“Yā Allaaaaaaah! O-oh! Allah Allah!!!” she gasped softly. “Ammī!! Ammījān, what on earth are you doing?”
Her Ammījān’s head turned to face her eighteen year old daughter, but she was in no condition to respond as she was in the midst of a riding her Hindu lover’s hard Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock to a stunning orgasm!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn stood there and watched as her Ammījān was pumping and riding her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy fast up and down on the shinning wet Hindu shaft of the big Hindu man under her.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn could see my balls being squeezed each time her Ammījān came down on top of me.
She just stood there and watched her Ammījān fucking herself on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
“Ohhh! Allah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn!” her Ammījān finally mumbled out with more of a moan than words. “What are you doing here?”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn replied,
“I live here. Are you going to introduce me to your new friend?”
As she impaled her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body on my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock all the way, she grunted out saying,
“This is Durgesh. He takes care of me when I need more.”
“When you need more of what?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn snapped at her Ammījān who was trying to hold off her orgasm and talk with her daughter who had moved all the way into the bedroom now and stood there looking at the Uncut Hindu Lund deepest inside her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She said,
“You’re shaved! Allah Allah!! You have shaved all the hair off of your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina!”
Her Ammījān closed her eyes as she felt me push my hips up into her, lifting my ass up, off the bed as I began to and rotate my hips making my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock do such sweet and wonderful things inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched the white fluid leak out of her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot and run down my Hindu Shaft and covered my balls.
She knew the Hindu man had just cum inside her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Her Ammījān moaned out saying,
“OH! ALLAH!! Wait! Wait Durgesh! Oh, fuck wait! Wait, wait, wait! Oh, please wait for me! Oh! Allah! Durgesh! Please don’t stop! Fuck me baby! Fuck me and make me cum! I’m almost there. Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, you’re going to have to wait a min……ute. Ahhhhhhh Allah! Oh! Allah! Yes!!! ”
And with that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Ammījān began rocking back and forth as she pumped her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body around on my Uncut Hindu shaft deepest inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body knowing she was milking the last of my Hindu cum out of my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.
She had a huge orgasm.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn stood there and watched her Ammījān cum as she rode my Uncut Hindu Cock to a climax!
It had only taken seconds for her Ammījān to begin cumming and moaning and grunting as wave after wonderful wave of orgasmic Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lust and pleasure filled her mind and body completely!
When she was finished, she fell forward, on top of me.
She was panting and breathing like the one she had ran a mile.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said,
“Are you finished now? And I suppose Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal knows all about Durgesh?”
Before Ummil-Mominīn had a chance to respond, I chimed in,
“To tell you the truth he does, if it’s any of your business!”
“I-I guess it isn’t at that? If Ammījān likes you fucking her and Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal knows about it, I don’t believe it!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn replied incredulously.
“It’s true, dear,” Ummil-Mominīn replied, “Your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal just isn’t up to the task of, shall we say, taking care of my needs!”
I don’t understand Ammījān,” the stunned young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman replied.
“It’s very simple, dear,” Ummil-Mominīn sighed while beginning to work her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy up and down on my still semi-hard Hindu erection, “Your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal is not very good with regards to sex and love making department. Well, he was not alone. I don’t think any Musalmān is ever very good with regards to sex and love making department. Every Musalmān hates sex. Even if not, even if he loves sex, he can’t dare even to be bold enough to the fact. He denies it even to himself. He is trained to do so, by his parents, and Ummat-e-Muslimah, to the extent that it has become his genuine nature. So, for the past five years or so, as the other Musalmān Beauties have their own clandestine/open Hindu lovers, Durgesh has kept me from climbing the walls! He’s what I have needed ever since the first night of my honeymoon. He’s what keeps me married to your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal! If your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal hadn’t agreed to this I’m pretty sure I would have left him years ago! Your Abbū’s cut Musalmān Cock is small and not even thick either. He has never been able to give me an orgasm with his cut Musalmān Cock. Oh, yes, he has eaten me to so many orgasms! And I love it and love him very much. So now your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal eats my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and I cum a great deal. Then I fuck Durgesh until he cums and it’s over. So when Your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal travels as he does once a month for 4 or 5 days, well, it’s OK with him, if I invite Durgesh over while you’re in University. You were never to find out about this. And you must never say anything to anyone. It would destroy your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal and our marriage. You have to promise me. OK?”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn slumped down in the chair next to the bed watching her Ammījān bounce up and down on my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock, which was now completely hard again.
She was in a state of complete shock while watching her Ammījān ride My Uncut Hindu Cock again now for all she was worth!
While she wasn’t a virgin, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had fucked only two other boys.
And she had sucked and jerked off three others in her life.
But now she met her new Hindu boyfriend and she had taken his Uncut Hindu Cock on many occasions.
While it had always aroused her, it was nowhere near in the league of her Ammījān’s mature Hindu boyfriend, me!
In fact, none of her young Hindu lovers had been as large as My Uncut Hindu Lund.
But I was an older man, maybe over 60 years old even, and her boyfriend was just 20.
Even though she could only see about half of my shaft, it was obvious that it was at least twice as big as any boyfriend she had ever had.
And, that included Shankar Pralayankar’s Uncut Hindu dick too!
As her Ammījān bounced up and down on the thick Uncut Hindu organ, I cupped her Ammījān’s large breasts in my Hindu hands before leaning up and taking one of her rock hard nipples on my eager lips!
“Ohhhhhhh, Durgesh darling!” she gasped. “I-I’m gonna cum again, I-I’m so fucking close!!!”
Then with some quickness, I grabbed Ummil-Mominīn around her waist and in one motion rolled her over onto her back while keeping my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock buried deepest inside of her hot wet cum dripping Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had a perfect view of my huge Hindu dick pumping into her Ammījān’s extremely attractive Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
In and out, in and out I rammed my hard Hindu shaft into her Ammījān’s poor defenseless Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched as Ummil-Mominīn locked her legs around my ass and then hung on for dear life as I pounded my hard Hindu meat in and out of her, with brutal Hindu savageness!
Her Ammījān just continued to lift her gorgeous extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, and rotate her hips, trying to match her Hindu Lover’s motions.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn listened to her Ammījān moan and beg me to fuck her even harder.
She watched as I thrust my Hindu body down into her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina, making the air come out of her lungs, with each thrust!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn tried to look away, but she was too much like her Ammījān, and without even realizing it, she slid her hand over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.
She slid it down over her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mound and between her legs.
She cupped her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and squeezed it tightly!
It was burning, as she was on fire, and when she squeezed it, it felt like Jell-O.
She was so wet.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down.
She lifted up and opened them wider so she could slide her small hand down and under her little bikini panties.
She didn’t care I was watching her.
Let him! She thought.
If her own Ammījān, even at this age, couldn’t control herself, why the damn she should?
If her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal, had allowed his own wife to get fucked by this Hindu man, why wouldn’t he allow his daughter too, if she needs it deadly?
She found her wet, opened Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy hole, and began masturbating wildly.
At the same time, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was staring at her Ammījān’s stretched and squeezing Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina!
My Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was all wet covered with my Hindu Vīrý and her Ammījān’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān fluids.
It was shining at her as she watched it push into her Ammījān’s body again and again and again.
It was so erotic and exciting, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn sat there and finger-fucked her little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy in time with her Ammījān being fucked.
She was fantasizing that it was her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy being fucked.
She came back to reality when she heard her Ammījān’s moans and lustful animalistic sounds.
While her eyes glazed over, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s teenage Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lurched out of control, in perfect timing with her Ammījān’s.
While I roared as my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock released, load after load, of my hot Hindu cum into the hot Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy of the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s under me.
Her over heated snatch was squeezing my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock as tight as I had ever felt.
She was a really great fuck and that’s why I didn’t care if her husband fucked her every once in a while too.
I couldn’t help that.
He allowed me to fuck his extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife, only on that condition.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pleaded with me to allow that.
What else could I do?
He was her legal husband, not I.
Her husband’s cut Musalmān Cock was small and it didn’t affect the tightness of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy at all, too.
I knew she was mine to fuck, whenever I wanted it.
I just went along with her waiting, until her old man was gone.
It was actually better this way since I could spend the night and fuck her as often as I could without the old man going nuts or getting mad.
Four days with me, and Ummil-Mominīn would be so stretched her husband would fell her for two weeks.
I smiled as she fell on top of me and I knew it was finally over to now.
I still had a somewhat erect Uncut Hindu Cock but I figured I wouldn’t be able to get it up again immediately.
I rolled off of Ummil-Mominīn and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn saw the gasping hole of her Ammījān’s extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
I had stretched her good.
She looked at me as I stood up slowly and turned to face the shell-shocked young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had slid off the chair and had long since slumped to the floor in exhaustion after masturbating herself into a huge orgasm with her fingers.
I slowly walked towards her with my semi-hard Uncut Hindu Lund bobbing menacingly before me.
She saw it as it bobbed up and down as I walked.
She could see it all wet, covered with both her Ammījān’s and my cum.!
Although she was still wrung out from the experience, she was aware enough to realize that in just a matter of seconds her life would change forever!!!
“Now it’s your turn,” I said softly while slowly fisting my Hindu organ.
“T-turn? Turn…. for what?!?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn asked feebly, though with somewhat pleasant surprise.
“Suck it!” I replied firmly while pushing my thick Uncut Hindu Lund head only inches from her Sunni Musalmān mouth!
“N-nooooo, I can’t,” she mewed softly, “p-please, leave me alone.”
I grabbed Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn adroitly by her extremely beautiful head and brought her Sunni Musalmān mouth against my Uncut Hindu dick head!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was in a state of absolute panic.
But from next to her came the gentle reassuring voice of her Ammījān, who said,
“Don’t fight it, baby girl! Durgesh is a very considerate Hindu lover. You’re old enough now to experience what this Hindu man with his legendary Uncut Hindu Cock can give to you.”
Her Ammījān’s words were so soft and calming that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn almost smiled, as she opened her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, allowing my smooth Hindu head to slide in and lay on her young Sunni Musalmān tongue.
Immediately Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy drenched her panties again as she rolled her tongue around my growing Uncut Hindu Cock in her Sunni Musalmān mouth.
Allah!
Durgesh tasted different.
Excellently good, somewhat bitter, but she didn’t care as she felt the Uncut Hindu Cock growing in her hands and mouth.
Durgesh tasted better than even Shankar Pralayankar did.
Durgesh was hotter and thicker too as the head became larger with each second that passed.
In fact, she was becoming so aroused that the urge to put the thick Uncut Hindu Dick into her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was almost unbearable!
With one hand, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn cupped my Hindu nut bag that hung down long and low since I had cum twice already.
While with the other hand, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn gently masturbated Durgesh up and down the long hard Hindu shaft now in her hands.
With my hands on my hips, I stared down at her pretty young extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face.
The only warning she had which she didn’t realize at the time was my balls tighten fast and hard in my nut sack.
It didn’t dawn on her as my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock got harder and thicker that I was going to cum.
She was administrating her mouth and hands like a young expert.
I couldn’t last very long from seeing her young body and feeling her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth on my Uncut Hindu Dick.
So then, without warning her and telling her I was going to, there was just a loud grunt from me.
As my Uncut Hindu Cock jerked hard in her hands, and as she looked up into my eyes wondering what was going on, I was sending a torrent of my hot Hindu spunk, pumped into her unsuspecting Sunni Musalmān mouth!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn nearly gagged when the first Hindu blast of my hot Hindu Vīrý slammed into her throat and I held her head so she couldn’t move her mouth off of my Uncut Hindu Cock.
But after she took a few gulps, she was able to drink down every drop of my Hindu seed.
When my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was finally drained of its Hindu sperm, I leaned down and easily scooped the young, Uncut Hindu Cock sucking, Sunni Musalmān beauty, up in my arms and carried her over to the bed.
I lay her down on the bed next to her well-fucked Ammījān!
She smiled at her daughter and stroked her face.
I stared down at the Ammījān and the daughter and was amazed at just how much they looked alike.
As if, they were twins.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was the spitting image of her Ammījān and I was sure Ummil-Mominīn looked just like her when she was 18!
I stood there with drops of my Hindu cum leaking from my legendary Uncut Hindu Cockhead as it hung down again softer and drained for the third time.
I smiled down at those two beautiful Sunni Musalmān women and said,
“Okay, baby, strip off your clothes, it’s about time you found out what a real Hindu fuck is all about!”
Her Ammījān was helping her out of her clothes and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn certainly wasn’t the first teenager that I had fucked.
Nor was she the first Sunni Musalmān one.
As Ummil-Mominīn removed her daughter’s bra and panties, my pecker began to stir as I drank in the unbelievable sight of the young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s perfectly formed Sunni Musalmān body!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn shuddered uncontrollably while eyeing my growing Hindu erection, but the need to be filled with a hard Uncut Hindu Cock over, took her fear and panic as she began to spread her legs and offered her tiny Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt to me for my own personal use and pleasure!
I slid between her open thighs and took my time pleasing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.
As I did I moved over and on top of her, carefully pressing my thick Hindu head against her straining opening!
Ummil-Mominīn helped us both by gently opened her daughter’s tight lips while running my head up and down the trembling Sunni Musalmān girl’s tiny slit!
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s breathing was already becoming increasingly labored now as she felt her excitement grew with each second as she watched us both work my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock up and down and around the pink insides of her open Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit!
She was full of anticipation and want.
She was scared, yes, but she was also full of her own Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lust, need and want, to feel and to be fucked by my big Uncut Hindu Cock.
Her Ammījān whimpered softly to me,
“She’s as ready as she is going to be, Durgesh, go slow and let her have all of it!”
It was really like the first time for Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn!
Her tiny little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy had never felt such a thick Hindu thing going into it!
She was about to be devastated by an Uncut Hindu Cock that would rip her tiny Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy apart if not done correctly.
Once the Uncut Hindu Cockhead popped inside, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn gasped and moaned softly,
“Oh! Allah Allah!!! I-I don’t think….I don’t think I can take it!! Oh! Allah! it’s sooooo huge!! Oh easy! Oh! Allah! Go easy!! Please!”
I loved hearing Sunni Musalmān Beauties pleading for mercy at the head of my Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.
But mercy was something I was all out of as I pushed more and more of my Uncut Hindu Dick forward, driving my thick Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock into the young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
I continued to push until I was ball deep in the tight little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt!
“YES!” I said to myself.
I’m in!
I looked down into her eyes seeing the fear and the want.
I smiled as I slowly pulled out about half way before pushing back into Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s tight Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
It felt like a vise around my hard Hindu shaft!
I was so pleased with myself.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Ammījān!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn gasped. “Allah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Durgesh‘s so fucking huge, it hurts sooooooooooo baaaaaaaaaaad!”
“Do you want me to take it out, baby?” Ummil-Mominīn whimpered into Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s ear.
“Oh no! Oh! Allah! No!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn panted. “F-fuck me, Durgesh! Only…only go slow!! Oh yes! Oh! Allah! yes! I’m gonna fucking cum already! Ohhh Allah! yessss!!!!”
Ummil-Mominīn leaned up and kissed me on the lips before whimpering into my ear,
“She loves your big thick Uncut Hindu Cock, now make her cum like the little Sunni Musalmān whore she is!!! And I mean like the little Sunni Musalmān whore!!! Don’t act liberal, as you Hindus do normally. She needs savage it now.”
I smiled at the Ammījān and just loved fucking Sunni Musalmān Beauties.
And this was a real treat fucking a cute little eighteen-year-old Sunni Musalmān bitch!
She had a second and then a third orgasm back to back as I fucked her now, as I had fucked her Ammījān.
“Oh! Allah! Allah!! yes!”, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn cried out with pleasure and pain! It was something she had never experienced before!
She didn’t know they existed together, only a thin difference between pain and pleasure.
But together they can be so much better than just one.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn screamed this time as her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body took over and climaxed on my big Legendary Uncut Hindu Cock buried all the way inside her tight little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy!
She arched her ass up and I thrust down into her again and again!
She cried out for me to fuck her harder and faster.
As her Ammījān stroked her face and kissed her gently, her Hindu Lover fucked her Sunni Musalmān daughter like a damn machine now.
As I pistoned in and out, of the hot little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, I quickly passed the point of no return.
Then my legendary Uncut Hindu Cockhead began doing all my thinking for me!
I couldn’t have stopped now even if wanted to!
My ass had literally become a battering ram as I pounded my Hindu Shaft in and out of Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s poor little Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy with remarkable quickness!
Years of pent up passion and need, that none of her former lovers had come close too was flowing from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body now as I fucked her like no one had ever done before.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s, now wide-open Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, was trying to hold my legendary Uncut Hindu Cock inside her and she squeezed the wall soft her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Vagina as tight as she could and I loved it so damn much.
These thin Sunni Musalmān girls should do like to fuck us Hindu men!
Ummil-Mominīn leaned in and casually licked the poor girl’s nipples driving her ever so close to the edge of her fourth climax!
Finally, neither she nor I could take it even another second as our loins locked and her legs wrapped around my much bigger Hindu body.
Eighteen-year-old Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn held me tightly as orgasms of brutal intensity ripped right through us, sending us into a joint and mutual orgasm!
My legendary Uncut Hindu Cock pumped and pumped and pumped my Hindu Vīrý into her young and eager Sunni Musalmān body.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn held me and cried out over and over, with my each Hindu shot, that she felt being pumped inside her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.
Her boyfriend had never cum this deepest in her before.
I was cumming directly over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān cervix and into her Sunni Musalmān birthing canal.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn could now be impregnated with my Hindu son only at her eighteen!
Right now I squeezed my ass muscles trying to hold on to the last of my orgasm.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn shuddered with the feel of my hot Hindu Vīrý deepest into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān belly, and my big hard Uncut Hindu Cock shrinking in her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy tunnel.
While we lay together in a twisted mass of arms and legs, Ummil-Mominīn whimpered softly to her daughter,
“Now do you understand baby? Now you know why I wanted Durgesh when your Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal is away? He can’t come even close to doing that to me. Durgesh is so good and such a great Hindu lover, baby! Do you see now why I have me here?”
With a knowing smile, the stunned young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman simply nodded her head before drifting feeling her Hindu Lover roll off of her.
She fell asleep and yes, now she knew why her Ammījān had a Hindu man in her bed!
She dreamed about me fucking her again and again as she slept.
When she woke up, I was fucking her Ammījān again.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn watched as she hoped she would have me again before her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal returned from my trip.
When I left after the four days, I had fucked Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn three more times.
Most of my time was spent satisfying the huge Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lust of her Ammījān.
As Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s Ammījān closed the back door, she turned to her daughter and said,
“Now I want you to listen to me good. Would you like me to share Durgesh with you baby?”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s mouth formed a huge smile and she went to hug her Ammījān and thank her.
Ummil-Mominīn said,
“Wait! Look, before we agree on this, you have to understand and agree to some rules. Number one, you will only fuck Durgesh when I’m with you. Never alone, understand, never!! You must never be alone with Durgesh.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn smiled and said OK.
Her Ammījān looked worried as she said,
“And number two, you will never, I mean never meet Durgesh anywhere but here in our house. And again, only when I’m here with you. I won’t stop you from being alone with Durgesh, even all of us three naked all the time, in our house baby! But you must never meet Durgesh when I’m not close to you! We must be together. He’s very dangerous man, baby! And you will not know how to handle Durgesh alone. He is a very nasty man too when he wants to be. Durgesh doesn’t have only the Unique Uncut Hindu Penis. Durgesh has the Unique, Utmost Complex, Hindu brain too. Promise me you will live up to these two rules. OK?”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn told her Ammījān she would agree and that she wanted to know when I could come see them again.
Ummil-Mominīn told Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn she could invite me over on Saturday when her Abbū, Kħātimul Rasal was playing golf.
She told Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn that she could get fucked again by me on Saturday morning.
They agreed and Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn kissed her Ammījān and held her tight.
They both could feel my Hindu Vīrý still dripping out of their Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān pussies and into their panties.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn smiled as she felt the thrill of what she had just done.
She couldn’t wait until Saturday.
Neither could her Ammījān!
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
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
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
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
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
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
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
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. The Extent
83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
88. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
93.. The everincreasing infinite lust
95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
102. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
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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. Saamved: Mantr 1
36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
40. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Ahal-Al Bayt-11
Posted: May 27, 2010 Filed under: Adult Science Fiction, Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex, Ummil-Mominīn 1 CommentChapter 11
One more obsession
Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s wife, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, was looking up at Durgesh half smiling…
“That was quick!”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt somewhat embarrassed.
They had been playing about in bed as married couples do who have been together for some years.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh had just rolled on top of Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, with her encouragement, but as he entered her, Muħammad Rasūlullāh just exploded.
“So??”
“What??”
“Why??”
“Err… not sure.”
“Well, something must have set you off. That’s not happened in years. Come on… share it…”
“Not sure I can.”
“Why not?”
“I think you might be upset.”
“Try me. If it turns you on so much maybe we should explore it…”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had, by now, wriggled out from underneath Muħammad Rasūlullāh and was lying on her side still looking at Durgesh, her head propped up by her right hand.
Clearly, Muħammad Rasūlullāh was not going to get away…
“What was it?”
Nervously, hesitating again Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked at Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn who was starting to grin..
“Darling, are you all right? You look embarrassed.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked away and down as he felt Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s left hand encircle his penis which was starting to harden again..
“Allah! Something’s really exciting you. You’ve never got this hard again so quickly in years…”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked up again.
He was excited.
Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was gently moving her hand up and down, feathering her fingers over Durgesh’s groin and balls.
Exquisite.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh took a deep breath.
“I was thinking about you and Durgesh.”
“Durgesh?”
“Yes. I found as you both were playing together with each other, talking about the evening, I had this mental picture of you and Durgesh …” Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s voice trailed off, “Actually, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, to be honest, I think you make a great lovely pair with Durgesh.”
“No.” Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn winked at Muħammad Rasūlullāh teasingly, “I wonder what’s happening to you Musalmeen!”
“What do you mean?” Muħammad Rasūlullāh was all-alert abruptly.
Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn laughed,
“Nowadays we Musalmān wives find you Musalmeen pairing us with our Hindu friends and even appreciating such pairs of ours with Hindus.”
“Afraid so. Yes. But what’s wrong with it? It’s the truth.”
Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s eyes were full of laughter, as was her voice.
“So you climaxed as you entered me thinking exactly what?”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh knew he was going red in the face.
“I imagined Durgesh was fucking you, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, instead of me.”
“Oh golly, that is nasty.”
“Sorry.”
“Oh, don’t be sorry. It’s just somewhat surprising. What led you to that?”
“You really want to know?”
“Sure do. Anything that can bring you off that quickly is something I should know about.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh tried to put his hands round Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn to draw her in for a passionate kiss.
“No way. That can wait. I want to hear the story. You’ve never met Durgesh till now anyway.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh sighed.
“I think that is just the point. I had never met him, but I knew from our conversations over the years that Durgesh was your lover when you were at university. He sends an Eidul Fitr card each year and, I’m guessing as this I do not know for sure, one of the Valentine cards you get each year is definitely not from me…”
“You’re kidding?”
“No. You have always commented how did I manage to arrange to send them from so many different countries, how outrageous they were…I have denied sending them but you have never believed me.”
“Till now.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh could see that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was now thinking about this.
Her hand was just holding my cock that was firmly hard, gently throbbing.
“Go on.”
“I also know you get a letter in those Eidul Fitr cards. I suspect you sent at least one back.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s hand dropped from my cock.
“You know about those letters?”
“Not what’s in them but once a couple of years ago when you were ill and I was looking after the children the cards came in and I opened them.. including the one with the Indian postmark. There was a letter in it for you, marked “private” and because I was rushed off my feet with the twins, I just glanced at it. I thought very little of it then… but later it started me thinking..”
“Why?”
“I remember it started off “Dearest Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn ” and at the end number of ““kisses”“ had been added at the bottom. Then when I looked for it to give it to you I could only find the card.. I assumed I had lost the letter, but later after the next Valentine’s day card came in post marked Singapore it set me thinking. Singapore and India are very close..”
Now Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was really concentrating on Muħammad Rasūlullāh.
“Then last Eidul Fitr you tell me he’s now got a girlfriend in Cornwall teaching practical mining engineering and that he’s suggested you meet up for dinner in London on his way through later on in the new year. Seems ok, but I start to wonder what you guys were like together, what you write to each other, and when I do it excites me.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked away somewhat shamefaced.
“Sorry but it does.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s arms were now round Muħammad Rasūlullāh and she was kissing him.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was holding her also.
His penis was rock hard.
“Relax darling. It’s ok. You can tell me. Seems like you enjoy talking about it anyway…”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was now rubbing her body against his… and there was a solid bar in between..
“Then we meet Durgesh this evening and you clearly still do like him a lot. There was a sparkle in your eyes and you flirted a little with him.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh hesitated again..
“Go on. I want all of it. All your feelings..”
“There were a few moments tonight which made me squirm, my stomach ache, but excited me and all evening I kept of finding myself with an erection.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh stopped.
Surely, that was enough.
“Go on, you must tell me if it turns you so much.”
“I find it somewhat humiliating too.”
“But clearly that also turned you on tonight.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was again playing with Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s erection and now also teasing his nipples with her other hand.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh just held her.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh could not concentrate on anything else.
“Did it?”
“What?”
“Turn you on.”
“Yes.”
“Allah! We are finding things out tonight…”
“Let’s hear the rest of the story then. What few moments??”
“When we arrived and I excused myself as I had to go to the bathroom. I was so screwed up with tension. Then when I returned you had already gone to the bar. As I walked in I could see you and a man, which turned out as I expected to be Durgesh, sitting side by side on stools chatting. You were flicking your hair and as I approached I could see the fun in your eyes.”
“That’s all it was Muħammad Rasūlullāh, just fun. I love you.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh could see Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was concerned now.
Perhaps, she was realizing that this could turn quite serious.
“It’s ok Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn I know that. It’s just… I don’t know it turned me for some reason. Even more so, when I arrived and had to stand behind you both for a moment before you turned and introduced me. You never said he was that much larger than me or that he was so strong. He nearly broke my hand when we shook hands you know. It’s still tender.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked hard at Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn when he said this and she had the good grace to blush a little and look down.
“I did not wish you to be jealous…..I know Durgesh was a bit of a “hunk”… That’s why I went out with him at Uni. And it seems Durgesh still is…”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh jerked as Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said this and clearly, she felt it through his penis.
“So you like that do you?”
“What?”
“Come on you know.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh tried to look away but the pillow and bed would not allow it.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn‘s hand that had been playing with his nipples took his jaw in her hand and turned his face to her.
Leaning in she kissed him, gently at first, then with more force till her tongue was in his mouth, whirling around.
As we broke apart, a slightly serious look came over her.
“Imagine that was me and Durgesh.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s whole body shook and jerked and he felt as if he would climax again.
“Wow.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt worse, but, Allah, so excited.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was sure he had never been harder.
“Go on.”
“Then there was no seat for me next to you so I had to take one next to Durgesh.”
“I know and I thought it was very nice of you to say to Durgesh that he should talk to me rather than try and lean back. Those stools were so tight into the bar.”
“True. But as Durgesh turned his back to me.. it was as if I was there on my own and you on a date with Durgesh. You know what the crazy thing was?”
“No.”
“It made me hot to think of you being on a date with Durgesh.”
“That is crazy.”
“I know and I am feeling guilty about it.”
“No need to. You were there. It wasn’t a date.”
“True but it felt like one…”
Anything else?”
“Actually yes. I found it excruciatingly when you guys stood up and when Durgesh took your arm and you both turned to me and you said to the barman, but also to me.. “I’m sure my husband will pay.” I could have died.”
“Well you didn’t.”
“No But I felt as if I could.”
“Dear dear Muħammad Rasūlullāh … how hard you are… there must have been something you liked about it…”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was trapped.
“What were you feeling?”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was almost stuttering now..
“1.. 1…found it one of the most stimulating moments of my life.”
“What me standing holding Durgesh’s arm and saying you would pay? You truly are starting to worry me…. But it must be true as you’re as hard as anything and leaking precum all over my hand.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had looked down at Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s cock and was now looking up into his face.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh could only nod.
“This truly is a different night…”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh nodded.
It was all Muħammad Rasūlullāh could do.
“So…”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was prodding him again.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh had sort of gone into dreamland..
“When later after dinner we went to that club and you danced with Durgesh. Especially in that slow dance when he held you close and, although it was dark, I am sure I saw Durgesh’s hand slip down over your extremely gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān bottom.. and… I am not sure, I probably imagined it, but I thought Durgesh might have given you quite a kiss on the mouth.”
As Muħammad Rasūlullāh said these words Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn blushed.
“So Durgesh kissed you playing with your bottom?”
“Yes. But Muħammad Rasūlullāh, we did so at our University days every now and then. It was nothing new for Durgesh and I.”
“Did you return the kiss?”
“Only a little… but if I had known how you feel maybe I should have given him a deeper one…”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt as if he would cum again on the spot.
He was trying to “fuck” the hand Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was holding round his cock.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was now smiling at Muħammad Rasūlullāh in a mischievous way.
She knew.
“Who’s an excited little boy then??”
Little boy?????? With that, Muħammad Rasūlullāh came again all over her hand.
Damn!
“What did you do that for?”
“I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Well I’m not going to get fucked tonight am I?
Clearly, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was not happy.
“You should have been able to control yourself, you’ve never been able to get it up three times in a night even when we were on our honeymoon.”
“I normally can control myself as you know, but for whatever reason tonight I couldn’t.”
“Fat lot of use you are then.”
“Well maybe you can use your vibrator.”
“Looks like I will have to.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn turned away to her bedside table, opened the top drawer, and took out her vibrator.
It was something Muħammad Rasūlullāh had purchased some years ago, not much longer than his 6 inches and about as wide as he was.
They did not use it often in their play, although Muħammad Rasūlullāh did wonder why it was in the top drawer.
Normally it was in the second or third one down… As she rolled back towards him Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered..
“Can I go down on you at the same time??”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn looked steadily at him. Muħammad Rasūlullāh could not decide what she was thinking.
“Ok but be gentle and allow me space to dictate the speed..”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh smiled, it was one of the things he loved doing for Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, although she seemed to prefer it when he fucked her.
Just as he was moving to go down to that musky aromatic heaven..
“Muħammad Rasūlullāh ..”
I looked up
“You see this??” she was holding up the vibrator.
“Yes.”
“While you down there here’s a thought for you.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was grinning at Muħammad Rasūlullāh.. Her eyes glittering..
“Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock is definitely longer and wider than this…and I’ll be thinking of it..”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh felt nauseas.
His throat felt dry, his balls ached from coming twice so quickly, but he was hard again.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh looked down Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was also looking and giggling.
“Seems like you like the idea… a lot…”
Down Muħammad Rasūlullāh went, to that hot, damp, actually very wet, area between Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s thighs.
He loved giving Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn pleasure this way.. moving his tongue from side to side on her clitoris while she fucked herself with the dildo.
It was heaven.
It did not take long for Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn to have a most explosive orgasm.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh went to move away and her legs twisted over and held him there.
It was difficult to take breath.
“No need to move yet. We can do that again shortly.”
And they did.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh found that he was hard.. .
He wanted to come AGAIN…
Muħammad Rasūlullāh went to mount Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn but she pushed him away.
“Enough.”
They rolled over somewhat apart and he started gently to play with himself thinking of all that they had done.
Magic.
Suddenly a hand landed on him and gave him a squeeze.
“Owe! That hurts.”
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s hand had landed on Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s right hand that he had been using which was still tender from the handshake that Muħammad Rasūlullāh had received from Durgesh.
“No more wanking. I cannot believe you want to come again. However, I want you raring to go tomorrow. The kids are still with your parents and we have all of tomorrow to ourselves. Think of something else. Count sheep or something.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh really had no choice and anyway he was actually fairly worn out with their activities anyway.
It did not take Muħammad Rasūlullāh long to drift off into a deep sleep.***
Morning broke and they both woke up together.
They kissed and there was a great feeling in the air.
It was as if they were on honeymoon again.
“How about we go for a drive, find a nice restaurant for an early dinner and then retire to bed?”
“Before we have even left it?”
“Yep. Because I’m in danger of wanting to jump on you..”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was already hard and pressing up against Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn
“Typical.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh could hear the fun in Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s voice.
“But you’re right. Put that away and let’s get going. it seems a great idea. The day to ourselves. Know what the weather is going to be like?”
“Supposed to be hot again..”
As it turned out it was and Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered if Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn used it to tease him.
She had on a fairly short skirt and a light blouse which soon draw Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s attention once they were in the car and driving out into the country.
They had a fun BMW Z4.
The top down.
The wind in their hair…
“Do I detect no bra?”
“Like it?”
“I want to stop now…”
“Oh no you don’t. Just concentrate on the driving..”
Not without difficulty, Muħammad Rasūlullāh thought… but he managed it.
Later on they found a nice pub come restaurant for an early dinner.
Some early punters were in, however, they managed to get a table.
It was a bit close to the bar, but not bad.
As they sat down Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn leaned in and whispered in Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s ear..
“Would you like me to undo an extra blouse button.”
“Absolutely.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was grinning again.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had withdrawn her head from his ear to see his expression she moved to whisper again,
“Do remember others might see something.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh gulped and knew that he was straining to get hard.
Good thing he had fairly firm jeans on.. Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn was grinning.
“I thought you would like that idea.”
Half way through Muħammad Rasūlullāh suddenly realized that not only was he getting an eyeful of Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s charms.. when she leaned forward.. so too where the guys standing at the bar.
It was distinctly more crowded at the end where their table was.
Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn seemed oblivious, but Muħammad Rasūlullāh realized that this was not the case, when, as they ended their meal, she scribbled a note on her paper napkin which she had not used. Folded it, then handed it to Muħammad Rasūlullāh as she got up.
“Just got to go to the ladies. See you shortly.”
Eyes at the bar, which was now quite crowded, followed her. I leant back in my chair and unfolded the napkin.
“Pay bill. Tell check shirt you need the little boys’ room. Ask him to tell me to meet you at car. Go to car. If I am not there in 20 minutes, come back in. Remember I love you. Kisses.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh sat there staring at the note.
He found again that he was glad.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was wearing what he was.
The jeans were strong enough to hold his erection contained.
It felt strange to be restrained, but hot.
He knew he was already leaking pre-cum.
Could he do it?
What if he did not?
Muħammad Rasūlullāh could feel his pulse pounding… Something inside Muħammad Rasūlullāh said,
“Go for it.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh went up to the bar and paid.
Looked round.
“Check shirt” was one of those guys who make you feel quite inferior.
Tall, Well built, but not fat, interesting face.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh not seen him before and he realized why.
He had been standing slightly to one side and behind him chatting to a small group of guys.
Deep breath.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh went up to him.
“Excuse me.”
“Yes.”
“Sorry to disturb you, but I have just paid my bill and I need the little boys room rather urgently..”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s face felt hot.
He just knew he must be going red..
“So?”
A deep even voice, confident sounding of his own ability and strength.
“Err Well I need to go and Muħammad Rasūlullāh’s wife, Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn, is not yet back. Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered if you could ask tell her when she gets back her to meet me at our car??”
“I can, but why don’t you just let her wait here??”
“No. Please just tell her.”
“All right, but if you ask me your lady is not one to tell. I think you might find she might like to have a drink with us.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh did not know what to say.
He tried to be cool, but he knew it sounded wrong.
“Guess they will have to see. I have to run.”
“You do that. Off to the little boys room…”
With that, he turned to the group and Muħammad Rasūlullāh went off.
He decided he would use the boys room anyway.
He wanted to “adjust” himself as the position of his cock trying to get hard was somewhat painful… It was as if Muħammad Rasūlullāh was in a chastity device.
As he thought about that, it felt as if his cock was going to burst.
He must be mad.
As Muħammad Rasūlullāh reached the mens’, he had to pass the ladies, and as he did so Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn came out.
She did not see Muħammad Rasūlullāh as he had just gone past and the movement of the closing door made him look back.
As she headed diagonally away from him, towards the bar, Muħammad Rasūlullāh could see that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn had let her blond hair down and that she had put on more make up.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh hurried on.
Fortunately, there was a “stall” so Muħammad Rasūlullāh could not only take a pee but adjust himself.
As he did so he heard, a couple of guys come in.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh recognized the voices from the bar.
They were clearly standing at the urinals.
“You reckon Rājesh Rājpoot’s going to score?”
“How can he? Her husband must be close by.”
“Well she was none too pleased about being “told” to go to the car was she?”
“Nope.”
“What was it she said? Something like “If that little boy told me to wait by the car by himself he can think again.”
“Didn’t take long for Rājesh Rājpoot to offer her a drink.”
“And for her to accept.”
“Cracking tits. No bra.”
“Yep.”
“Reckon Rājesh Rājpoot cop a handful?”
“Good chance.”
“Come on let’s get back. Great view. Be fun to watch Rājesh Rājpoot in action.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was sweating.
He waited a short while longer.
It seemed like ages.
Came out.
Washed up and tried to freshen up with some cold water on his face.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh held out his hands.
His whole body was shaking.
Gut wrenching.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was so hard.
What to do?
Back to bar?
He checked his watch 10 minutes gone.
Another 10 to go.
It was only later Muħammad Rasūlullāh wondered why he had not just ignored Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn’s instructions and just gone back in.
No choice.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh went out to the car.
Slipping out the back entrance so he did not need to go back through the bar.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh sat in the car and time passed as slow as he had ever known.
Eventually 10 minutes elapsed.
He had hoped that Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn would have come out, but there was not sign.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh got out of the car.
Locked it.
Took some deep breaths to try and steady and slow his pumping heart and went back in.
The bar had been steadily filling up.
It was clearly popular.
The restaurant area was also doing good trade.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh got in, but found that he could not see Kħadījah Ummil-mominīn.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh?
What the tragedy of these great names!
Neither of the couple deserved these great names.
Yet, neither of them agreed with me in the matter.
“What’s wrong with our names?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn retorted.
“Don’t you know?” I smiled at her.
“Nope!” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said to me curtly.
Muħammad Rasūlullāh was also watching me reproachfully.
“Not only Kħadījah—” I smiled, “Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn. Not only Muħammad—Muħammad Rasūlullāh.” I smiled sarcastically.
“I’m listening.” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said vigorously, “My Ammījān is named Ummil-Mominīn. She named me Kħadījah. Any problem?”
“Only this, why do you use your Ammī’s name with your own name?”
“I hate my Abbū, if it’s any of your business.” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn said, “I’m a feminist, moreover.”
Muħammad Rasūlullāh smiled at me sarcastically,
“Similarly, my Abbū is named Rasūlullāh. He named me, Muħammad.”
“You don’t hate your Abbū.” I smiled sarcastically too, “You aren’t a feminist. So you use your Abbū’s name with your name!”
“Any problem?”
“You don’t deserve this great name.”
“Who is asking your opinion?”
“Muħammad, you don’t deserve even this greatest name in Årabic.”
“Tell it to my ignorant parents.”
“You shouldn’t use your Abbū’s name with your name.”
“Try to get such a legal instruction to us from a competent court. You are a great advocate. Aren’t you?” Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn winked at me, lewdly rather, deliberately.
It was so many years ago, when my daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, played on a baseball team in little league.
I would take her to practice twice a week.
Her coach Durgesh was a handsome Hindu man who flirted with the beautiful Musalmān women excessively.
I am not a “hottie” but many people say I am attractive.
People have always told me I look like Katarina Kaif.
I am just a normal everyday wife and mother at thirty years of age.
I have an ok sex life with Kħātimul Rasal, my husband.
I have a few fantasies in which I use to “Get off” during our lovemaking.
Durgesh and I had become good friends.
He of course flirted with me too, as he did with others.
I would flirt back and make little comments that sometimes surprised me.
I found myself masturbating about an encounter with him.
I have never thought of actually cheating and thought I would not consider it, but it happened, nevertheless.
The park where my daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, practiced was large and wooded around the parking areas.
It was on this particular evening that I crossed over; dabbling in something, I was not prepared for.
Durgesh’s other coaches were on the field handling everything when he approached me about helping him get some drinks out of his van.
“Hey Ummil-Mominīn, you pretty lady, how about helping me get some stuff out of the van?”
“Ok, big man, where are you parked?”
“In the back down there.” He pointed in the direction, which was in the back corner of the parking lot.
It was under some trees backed in, no other cars around his.
We had done this before so I did not have anything in mind other than getting refreshments.
We started strolling side by side towards his vehicle.
It was late in the evening and dusk had settled in.
He flirted heavily as we walked, “I feel like we’re teenagers going parking back here.” He laughed.
“Yeah, brings back memories doesn’t it.”
Smiling, he said,
“Well you never know what I might do to ya back here.”
I laughed,
“Oh are you promising me something?”
“Well, we’ll see if you can take it.”
“Oh I can take it.” I giggled like a schoolgirl.
We moved around to the back of the van, behind it was heavily wooded.
Durgesh opened up the doors.
I spotted the two-liter cokes inside.
I turned to look at him and he embraced me, kissing me full on the lips.
I was actually shocked but kissed him back.
It happened so fast.
Before I knew it, he had taken his Uncut Hindu Cock out and moved my hand to it.
Excitement swelled in my mind and body as my hand grasped at his girth.
I never held one that big, in fact I had only held two in my life.
I stroked it a few times until he sat inside the van with his legs out.
He had pulled his pants down over his hips.
I looked around not knowing what to do actually.
He pulled me down beside him and physically pulled my head to his lap.
My heart pounded as I stared at this humungous Uncut Hindu Cock.
My mouth instinctively opened as I moved it onto and over the large Uncut Hindu Head.
I started sucking him.
He felt enormous in my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.
I worked my tongue over the head, twirling it around and then flicking the tip over the hole in his Uncut Hindu Cock.
I felt my lips stretching over his shaft.
I looked at his uncutness as I sucked him.
It thrilled me causing me to suck Durgesh more and more.
Allah!
I had gone mad thinking that the great Hindu legend Durgesh has himself offered me his legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
Sorry, I doubt any sane Musalmān Beauty can leave such a golden chance.
My hand wrapped at the base as I started jacking him.
My strokes got faster and I bobbed my head up and down.
I heard my own sucking noises as my saliva built up on the large Uncut Hindu Head.
I moaned a little and my head bobbed up and down faster, my jerking got faster as if I was trying to make him cum.
Durgesh started bucking upwards and grunting.
I started to pull my Sunni Musalmān head up but Durgesh had grabbed my Sunni Musalmān head with his hands and Held me tightly on him.
Durgesh came inside my extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.
It felt weird, warm and gooey, I had never done that, didn’t intend to this time.
However, I went with it.
I swallowed most of it thinking I had to.
Even with this happening so fast, I knew we did not want any evidence.
I felt some running out of my mouth over my face and chin.
I lifted my Sunni Musalmān head from him.
“Wow, damn that was good.” Durgesh said.
“Allah, I can’t believe I just did that.” I said pleasantly surprised.
Durgesh handed me a towel and I wiped my mouth and face.
We heard a car slowly approaching looking for parking.
We scurried getting the cokes and cups.
We appeared from behind his van with arms full of refreshments for the boys.
This happened in about three minutes.
However, was probably the most exciting three minutes of my sexual life.
On the ride home, I squirmed in the seat.
I could feel how wet I was.
The minute I got home, I ran to the bathroom, locked the door and masturbated.
I was wetter and more swollen than I had ever been in my life.
I came with the most intense orgasm ever and have yet to top it.
I read the stories about Hindu men.
I know reality is they do not all have big Uncut Hindu Cocks.
Durgesh was extremely large.
I think that is why Durgesh was so confident in himself.
I am never ashamed of it.
I don’t know why that happened.
Maybe it was just so fast that I reacted irresponsibly.
I have never told anyone about the incident.
I have now all the intentions, in the world, of cheating again and never avoid Durgesh when I see him.
He caressed my gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān buttocks, smiling at me.
I grabbed his Uncut Hindu Lund smiling at him.
Allah, I was more eager to repeat it than even Durgesh was.
I do think about that day and think about what it would have been like for Durgesh to fuck me but that is only in my thoughts, till now.
I will certainly do that, whenever I get the first chance, because now I could not live without it myself.
I have had a hard enough time dealing with that.
I began to look for Durgesh at the ball fields and when I would see him, I would smile instead of avoiding him in which I had done for so long.
It wasn’t long before Durgesh was stopping and chatting with me.
I began to respond to his flirting by doing the same.
One evening Durgesh walked up to me sitting in the bleachers and said,
“We need to finish what we started.”
I grinned slyly at him,
“What did we start?”
Durgesh laughed,
” Ummil-Mominīn, you know what we started and I am ready to finish it.”
“Shhhh” I whispered to him because Durgesh spoke a little too loud.
Durgesh just grinned at me.
“So how did you plan on finishing it?” I asked him.
“I know a place we can go out by an artificial lake over across from that dairy farm in Makkah Mukarramah.”
“How far is that?”
“Its only about 15 miles, back on an old sand road in the woods, my Pitr’shrī owns that place out there.”
“So you think that is safe, are there people out there?” I asked him being skeptical.
“Nah, ain’t nobody there, come on you can follow me out there.”
“I can’t do that today anyway, I have to wait on Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn and carry her home.”
“What about tomorrow, can you get away then?”
“I have to get groceries tomorrow evening; I might meet you there and see what happens.”
“I tell you what, you meet me right there in the parking lot at six-thirty tomorrow evening and just follow me, it will only take us twenty minutes to get there.”
“Ok, but don’t just expect to do anything though ok?”
“That’s cool baby.” Durgesh said and winked at me.
I had kept a smile on my face the whole time.
That night it was all I could think about and didn’t know if I could really go through with it.
All I could think about was how Durgesh would feel inside of me.
The next evening came and I was filled with anticipation from thinking of what might happen all day.
“I am going to wal-mart to get groceries honey, is there anything you want.” I said to my husband as I walked through the living room.
“No I don’t want anything.” Kħātimul Rasal said as he turned back to the television.
I drove to the ball-field and there was Durgesh in the parking lot with his van running.
Durgesh spotted me and pulled out in front.
I followed him.
We drove for over fifteen minutes until Durgesh turned off the highway on a side road.
It was a few miles before Durgesh turned down another road that turned into sand.
We turned off again on another sand road that had a lot of pine straw on it as it got deeper in the woods and then there was a small clearing with a lake visible.
Durgesh pulled up close to the edge of the clearing that was close to the lake.
I pulled up beside him and we got out.
“So what do ya think about this place, secluded enough for you?”
“Yeah are you sure it’s ok?”
“Yeah, my Pitr’shrī owns this; I keep this spot up myself.”
Durgesh walked up to me placing his hands on my shoulders; Durgesh pushed me against my car and started kissing me.
I had butterflies in my stomach as I kissed him back.
His Hindu tongue probed the inside of my Sunni Musalmān mouth.
I sucked on it hungrily.
I put my arms around him; I could feel the muscles in his back.
Durgesh began to massage my buttocks, kneading them with his fingers.
“Come on, let’s get in the van.” Durgesh led me to the side door holding my hand.
I looked inside as Durgesh opened the door; I saw that Durgesh had a mattress with sheets and a blanket in the back.
The back seat of the van had been removed.
Durgesh helped me inside.
He followed and closed the door.
I sat with my legs to the side.
Durgesh began to kiss me again.
We were making out passionately as his hands had made their way to my breast.
My nipples had hardened between his fingers as Durgesh massaged them through my shirt.
Durgesh soon had unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my bra down over my breast and began kissing them.
The sensation of his Hindu lips rubbing across my nipple and his tongue circling them felt so good.
My hips rotated as Durgesh began rubbing between my legs.
I slowly spread wide them for him.
Durgesh removed my sandals and then began unbuttoning my jeans.
I fluttered as Durgesh unzipped them.
“Let’s get these off you.” Durgesh said in a soft masculine tone.
I lay back and raised my hips while Durgesh pulled them over my thighs to my ankles.
I pulled my feet from them exposing my tanned legs and white panties.
Durgesh removed his pants and then his underwear as his massive Uncut Hindu Cock flung free.
I stared at it remembering how it felt in my mouth.
My Heart began to race, my stomach fluttered as the thoughts of what was about to happen to me became real.
Durgesh lay beside me and began kissing me again moving to my nipples kissing.
His fingers now found the wetness between my legs.
Durgesh massaged me through my panties; my juices began to flow now.
Durgesh pulled my panties down, removing them.
I felt very nervous as his hand softly smoothed its way back up between my legs, rubbing the inside of my thigh on his way up.
His fingers massaged my Sunni Musalmān Clit as one of them probed the insides of me.
My mind raced, I could not believe I was going through with this but I could not help it.
I was entranced by Durgesh and had spent so many nights fantasizing of him and his Uncut Hindu Cock, my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy aching for his Uncut Hindu Lund.
This was it, I would go through with it, and I would give myself to Durgesh.
Forbidden fruit?
Hell, the Musalmān Beauties are enjoying it now very much, in fact obsessed with it.
Durgesh went to his knees.
He placed a pillow behind my Sunni Musalmān head and straddled my face lower his big Hindu nuts across my lips.
They felt soft and bulbous.
I opened my mouth and Durgesh dropped one of them inside.
I sucked it, tongued it.
The shaft of his Uncut Hindu Cock rubbed across my nose and forehead.
Durgesh then pulled his sack from my mouth and began rubbing the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock across my lips.
I instinctively opened my Sunni Musalmān mouth taking the Hindu head in and began to suck.
Durgesh grew even harder in my mouth as my tongue worked feverishly over the Hindu head.
I wrapped my hand around the thick shaft stroking him as I sucked.
I felt the legendary Hindu foreskin roll up in my Sunni Musalmān mouth.
It felt soft and velvety as I ran my tongue around it.
It was a strange sensation sucking the Hindu head with that amount of the legendary Hindu foreskin.
I had never had that much in my mouth, but I had only been with a couple of men in my life.
Durgesh started slowly to hump my mouth in a rhythmic fucking motion.
I felt my hips rotating and the swelling between my legs as Durgesh fucked my extremely beautiful Sunni Musalmān mouth.
I was so horny and my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy ached so badly that I arched my back and I raised my hips in the air.
I could not wait until Durgesh would take me, all of me.
Durgesh removed himself from my mouth and began to mount me.
He stared me in the eyes,
“You ready for this baby?”
“Yes.” I whispered as I spread my legs wider for his massive Hindu body.
Durgesh was on top of me now.
His hips helped to spread my legs.
Durgesh started rubbing his Uncut Hindu Cock up and down my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit.
I raised my hips to him letting him know he could take me now.
I felt the pressure of his thick Uncut Hindu Cock as Durgesh started to penetrate.
My hips began to squirm, and Durgesh pushed a little more opening me up.
I quivered all over, my stomach fluttered like it never had before.
I grew flush and started to pant.
My Sunni Musalmān head started to move from side to side as I felt his massive Hindu head started to split me open.
All of the sudden, it was like a wave swept over me; the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock ruptured my cunt.
My mouth opened wide as I gasped.
I threw my Sunni Musalmān head back.
“Ohhhhhhhh Allah,..Ohhh Allah,….Oh my Allah,.” I gasped and panted over and over.
My hands moved to his stomach holding him back. “Please go slow.” I panted.
“That’s it baby, relax. Take that Uncut Hindu Dick baby.”
Durgesh pulled back a little and then pushed back in.
I felt myself split open.
Durgesh worked his massive Uncut Hindu Cock slowly in me until Durgesh rested on top of me.
His massive Hindu arms slid under my back up to my shoulders gripping them as Durgesh pinned me down.
Durgesh then began to move in and out a little deeper with each thrust, only his hips moved.
I Held his ass now grasping and clinching at his buttocks as they moved up and down in a smooth rhythm.
I felt the Moment Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock reached deeper than I had been penetrated before.
The sensation and feeling is indescribable.
I panted as his hips began to thrust.
I tossed my Sunni Musalmān head from side to side.
I moaned and gasped in ecstasy.
I literally had a feeling of elation as I felt the thickness of his Uncut Hindu Cock inside the walls of my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
The depths of my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy opening up for the first time as the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock probed new territory.
My extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth locked on his kissing him, sucking his tongue in my mouth.
I was in a frenzy as I panted to him,
“Ohhhh Allah, you are sooo big ohhh Allah, I love it please fuck me Durgesh, fuck me. Oh Allah, you are soooo good.”
Durgesh became very excited and plunged down upon me with powerful thrusts not slowing, but in a perfect rhythm.
I felt the van rocking in time with his movements.
Durgesh looked me in the eyes and whispered,
“Ummil Mominīn, darling, You like that Uncut Hindu Dick baby?”
“Ohhhhhh Allah, Yesssssssss, I love it.” I then kissed his mouth again moaning and sucking his tongue as Durgesh gave me the most intense fuck I had ever had.
This was the largest man I ever had and felt a newness deep inside of my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy that I didn’t know could be reached or would even have feeling.
Durgesh slammed into me, all of his Uncut Hindu Cock disappearing.
I felt the large head of his Uncut Hindu Cock deep, swelling, probing.
I had taken all of him.
A euphoric feeling swept through my Sunni Musalmān mind and body.
“You gone give me this Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy when I want it baby?”
“Yes oh yes oh yes Durgesh.”
“Tell me then, tell me you gone give it to me.”
“It’s yours when you want it, Oh Allah, Durgesh yes it’s your Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy when you want it.” The things coming out of my mouth were unlike me, it was so out of character.
This was not me.
I couldn’t believe how Durgesh continued to pound me into the mattress, Durgesh didn’t let up.
I had never felt an Uncut Hindu Cock before pull my Sunni Musalmān Clit down with it.
My Sunni Musalmān Clit rubbed along the thick shaft on his downward plunge as the base of his Hindu shaft took it inside my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
It was only minutes before I began to buck.
My hips squirmed, bucking up to him.
“Oh Allah, Durgesh Oh Allah, fuck me fuck me OHHHHHH ALLAH, DDDDD Durgesh FUCK ME” I came violently.
I felt dizzy but his fucking continued.
His massive hnbody plowing into me until Durgesh started to grunt, “Oh fuck yeah baby oh fuck I’m gonna nut in you baby.”
I started French kissing Durgesh and held on for dear life as Durgesh slammed my hips into the mattress.
Durgesh pounded me violently just before he came.
I felt the head of his Uncut Hindu Cock unleash massive amounts of Hindu Vīrý deepest in me.
I didn’t realize it was possible to feel a man’s cum erupt inside of you so deepest.
But now I knew you could.
Durgesh fully penetrated me, stopped, and gave out a loud grunt and I felt him explode like it was coating my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womb with another Hindu load.
Five times Durgesh did this until Durgesh fell on top of me.
“Damn that was good baby.” Durgesh said.
“Yes I loved it.” I whispered.
Durgesh withdrew his Uncut Hindu Cock from me, I felt it when it flopped out, leaving me gaping open with some of his Hindu Vīrý running out.
I looked down and saw how gaped open I was.
My Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt was so swollen and the lips were laid out like I had never seen them.
It looked like a mess between my legs.
Reality hit me of what I had done and where I should be right now.
I quickly put my clothes on and got out of the van.
Durgesh walked me to my car and hugged me.
Durgesh kissed me on the mouth tonguing me.
I kissed him back.
“So we gone do this again right?” Durgesh asked.
“Yes. Yessss! Vallah! Yesssss! Whenever you damn please.” That was all I could say.
“I am gone want that Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy next week now.” Durgesh said with a grin on his face.
“It’s yours to take, you’ve ruined it now. It can’t enjoy now anyone except you. Now, I understand why my friends say: Once with Durgesh, all else is trash.” I giggled and got in the car.
I drove away speeding to get back to town.
I felt soaked between my legs.
I had only been gone forty-five minutes so I felt like I had time.
I got to wal-mart and rushed through buying groceries.
I never shopped that fast before.
I checked out, got in the car and saw that I had been gone the same as I usually was when grocery shopping.
I arrived home right at dark, got out and immediately felt a little soreness between my legs.
I felt like I was soaked.
My husband, Kħātimul Rasal, came out to help me get the groceries.
He kissed me and told me my daughter, Kħadījah Ummil-Mominīn, had called and then some small talk as we entered the house.
We finished getting it all in and Kħātimul Rasal sat back down to watch television.
I went to the bathroom to take a shower and I saw a wet spot had soaked through my jeans.
I was scared to death, removing them quickly.
My panties were completely soiled.
I took them off and the crotch was full of Hindu Vīrý.
I knew now why I felt it so deepest in me.
Durgesh must have erupted more cum than I had ever seen.
I put them in the basket, covering them with other clothes knowing I would wash everything tonight.
I was washing thoroughly in the shower; I opened my legs wider to wash and gobs of Durgesh’s Hindu Vīrý dropping to the shower floor.
I washed between my legs over and over again.
It was much different this time.
I did not have any guilty feelings about what I had done, I don’t know why.
The first time with Durgesh I had done much less and felt enormous guilt but this time I gave myself to him, my womanhood and I did not feel guilty.
That night lying in bed, I reached down touching my Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt and I could feel how swollen it was.
My hips were a little sore from being slammed so hard.
I masturbated after my husband drifted off.
The thought of what Durgesh had done to me was overwhelming.
I knew I would give myself to Durgesh again, again and again, till I exist.
What I had been through that evening was truly unbelievable.
Yes, Once with Durgesh, all else is trash!
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
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
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
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
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
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
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
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. The Extent
83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
88. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9
92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
93.. The everincreasing infinite lust
95. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
98. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
99. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
100. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
101. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
102. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
103. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
104. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
105. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
106. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
107. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
108.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
109. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
110. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
111. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
112. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
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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. Saamved: Mantr 1
36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
40. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
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