The difference of opinions
“Won’t you thank me for telling you the truth?”
“Whom do you hate more, your Ammījān or Congress?”
“Both of them.” Zāhidah Maħmūd Hāshmī said acidly.
“Congress always played games with us Musalmīn. She wants to keep us Musalmīn frustrated so that we always vote her. Congress doesn’t want to lose us Musalmīn ever as her Vote Bank. Ammījān understands it very well. Yet, she still refused to join BJP.” Zāhidah Maħmūd Hāshmī said furiously.
I watched Zāhidah Maħmūd Hāshmī gravely.
“You want your Ammījān to join BJP?”
“Every Musalmān educated youth want it now.”
“And so do you?”
“And so do me. Any objection?” Zāhidah Maħmūd Hāshmī said curtly.
“None whatsoever. I’m a Hindu. Why should I have any objection if you like BJP?”
“With profound stupidity?”
“With profound stupidity. What else?” Zāhidah Maħmūd Hāshmī spat into the waste basket. I thought Hindus are intelligent. Well, not all of them at least politically.”
“I agree with you.”
“I’ve met so many Hindus who blame us Musalmīn for the decades old corrupt Congress rule. I laugh at them now. They don’t know why the decades’ old corrupt Congress rule is robbing us Indians. Well, these foolish and stupid Hindus are responsible for that decades’ old corrupt Congress rule, not we Musalmīn. The idiots. I mean the profound stupid Hindus, not Musalmīn. Their stupidity is globally being criticized now. But what about the stupidity of Hindus?”***
I came inside Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad.
Her excellent exquisite Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Pussy was filed with my Hindu sperms.
The warm Hindu sperm flew deepest inside her extremely beautiful young excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad could feel that.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was not frightened that she was in most fertile period of her life and Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was not afraid to be pregnant even.
I had satisfied her to the extent her husband her emotionally and morally impotent Musalmān husband could never satisfy her.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad now wanted to bear my sons herself.
She felt proud of it now.
Every night we slept naked now.
In the morning we took even bath together.
In the shower, on her insistent and persistent request ultimately one day I fucked her ass hole.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad asked me teasingly,
“Why did you cum inside me? What If I get pregnant?”
“You are the sexy excellent exquisite Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Pussy I have rarely fucked. Moreover I want my sons from you.”
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad said impishly that she would have sex with her husband tonight and if Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad get pregnant then Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad would have reason to show that it’s his baby although it’s my baby.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad got pregnant and gave birth to a son.
Her husband thought that it was his son but it was my son actually.
After this the fucking session continued.
I fucked Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad in kitchen, in her room, bathroom, drawing room, corridor, veranda and in every part of the house actually.
I used to fuck her daily.
Her husband went out on a trip for a month.
During that month I used to fuck Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad 3-4 times daily.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad used to roam in house wearing sarees revealing all her extremely beautiful young excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body, sometimes Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad used to be in blouse and petticoat only or even bra and panty.
I used to ask her to wear only bra and panty when we were alone in the house.
Even I used to wear only underwear.
Sometimes even it was also missing.
Her husband returned.
Our sex life was getting better.
We used to have sex more now.
I used to fuck Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad during day, until in the evening when her husband returned, and at the night Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad used to be fucked by her own husband.
So both her husband and I used to have sex with Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad now.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was having two husbands practically.
Her real husband didn’t know what was going on between his wife and me.
After that Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad further gave birth to a son more.
That was also from me.
So Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad had one child from her husband and 2 from me.
Now Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was getting bolder.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad requested me even to hold her hand, the palloo of her saree, and even to touch her bare body parts in front of her husband too.
“If I’m not afraid of the impotent,” Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad winked at me shamelessly now, “why the hell are you, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!?”
“Hey, Sālī, I’m never afraid of anyone except Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Allah tabāruk tålā I mean.”
“Never talk with me as if you too are a Musalmān.”
“Never. I do hate only sex with them.” Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad explained scornfully, “The Musalmīn are so backward, so uneducated/under educated, so criminal/criminal minded that it’s a shame for us ultra-modern educated Musalmān Beauties even to imagine the bloody fools as our man. They are so foolish that they fought with Hindus to have the ever corrupt Congress ruling India at the centre.”
I smiled fucking Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad.
“Zāhidah Maħmūd Hāshmī does not agree with you.”
“She is foolish.”
First Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad used to be afraid of the exposure of her relationship with me in front of her husband.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad didn’t want her husband to get suspicious about that.
But I never minded that.
It was normal to me.
So Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad even started liking that.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad liked her extremely beautiful young excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body parts being touched by me even in the presence of her husband.
Moreover now Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad started changing and wearing saree in the presence of both her husband and me.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad loved undressing and dressing in front of her two fuckers who fucked her.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was enjoying that.
Now I took her to parties even as my female partner.
During the party we used to hold our hands together.
She requested me even to keep my hand around her waist and touch her tummy in front of our friends boldly.
My friends used to jealous of me since I used to enjoy beautiful Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad even at my sixty two.
Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was 28 years old only.
Her husband Muhammad Aqīl was such a businessman that he never knew what was happening in the society behind his back.
I was involved in export and import business and he was working for me.
He had to travel out of the country occasionally.
He rarely took her with him.
While I almost always took his wife, Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad with me.
It was natural for Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad to be more and more intimate with me, day by day, even night by night, than with even her husband.
Muħammad Åqīl was her husband now only legally.
Otherwise for all practical purposes almost everywhere I was her actual husband.
And Nāsirah Ibādat Saiyad was proud of it now.
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