Hinduism according to Ved: DSM Satyarthi

All this happened when I was 19 years old.

My elder Kħālāzād Cousin Kħālidah Shahāb was 25 years of age.

She had completed her M.A. and was teaching in a local college.

I was in second year Bsc.

Kħālidah Shahāb had a boyfriend who was also teaching at the same college.

This fact was only known to me as I have seen her many times with that guy near our college.

Both our colleges were in the same campus.

She had a two wheeler and used to give me ride to college in the morning.

I also used to tease her sometimes about her boy friend and was used to her silence if she ever saw me having a fag at campus.

We both kept our mutual secrets and were happy that way.

After one year her boyfriend went to Canada to her parents and she became alone.

She used to be very sad those days and I used to feel sorry about her getting ditched.

I tried to convince her many times by saying, look you are a beautiful Musalmān girl and you can get many good Hindu guys for you.

But all this made her more sad.

Now Kħālidah Shahāb was a real Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān beauty.

She was 34-30-36 with fair color and damm sexy Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān looks.

Guys would die for a second look of her sexy butt.

So I didn’t find any reason why she was so upset for losing just one guy.

Her father, my Kħālū, Shahāb Sikandar Mirzā, was a senior engineer in a big business establishment.

he frequently went abroad on tour.

My Kħālājān is a social Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman.

I was already fucking even some of my Kħālās now.

They were modern, and they were proud of it that a handsome youn Hindu boyof caliber was enjoying sex with them, thogh plenty of extremely beautiful Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girls of my own age were constantly trying to have me on their bed.

I was immensely admired in extremely beautiful sexy Musalmān Beauties already.

Kħālājān spent her time with social clubs and parties more than home.

So it left me and Kħālidah Shahāb with our togetherness and closeness.

One Saturday I came home from my gym.

I thought I will talk to Kħālidah Shahāb for sometime.

Her room door was open.

When I went inside she was not there but there was some noise in the bathroom.

I thought she would be crying again so I went to console her.

As soon as I opened the semi opened bathroom door, I got a big shock.

Kħālidah Shahāb was facing the wall opposite me and with one hand she had held her nighty up to her chest.

Her panty was pulled down upto her thighs.

She had her other hand massaging her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and was masturbating vigorously.

I could not believe this.

In front of me was my Kħālāzād Cousin masturbating and moaning loudly, sometimes uttering the name of her boyfriend.

I asked her,

“Hey, what are you doing??”

She was shocked to see me there and turned back.

Her clean shaven Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy was exposed to me fully.

My eyes stuck to her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

She shouted at me,

“Hey, what are you doing here? Get Out. Fuck Off, you Hindu rascal! Always there in time, without failure, when a Musalmān Beauty is playing with her private parts. Can’t we Musalmān Beauties have any privacy from you always peeping Hindu scoundrels?”

I went to my room.

Later she came to my room and asked me why I came to her room.

I told her that I just wanted to chat to her.

She said sorry for using foul language with me.

I said it’s ok.

I asked her, why she got so desperate.

She confided that she was having a sexual relationship with her boyfriend, who ditched her and now she was sexually starved.

She said if a Musalmān girl becomes sexually active and then if she is starved, it becomes unbearable.

But then onwards her behavior towards me changed.

When we would be alone at home she started wearing more revealing outfits.

She would sometimes come to my room and say that she want to play “fighting” like we played in childhood.

I complied.

No need to say that we used to get pretty hot after playing, after touching her body, and seeing her skirt roll up to her panties.

Also she would sometimes put her hand in my pants from behind.

When I become shy she would say,

“Don’t worry. I am not touching your ass, just feeling your soft skin.”

These attempts only became more intense.

Once we were coming back from college.

She had a late lecture, so I had to wait for her.

It was 8:30 pm and also it was winter so it became pretty dark near the university compound.

She thanked me for waiting for so long.

I said its ok.

She said she wanted to pay me in cash or kind.

I said she can take me to dinner, but she said she had a better idea.

She took her scooty and sat at the front edge.

When I sat on the skooty she started and then suddenly she stood up and sat backwords, literally on my Hindu thighs.

I spread my legs to let her go, and now she was sitting on my Uncut Hindu Penis.

I felt uncomfortable, but she asked me not to move, else she will lose her balance in driving.

Soon my Hindu rod was at its full length and she was also moving a little brushing her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass against my Hindu tool.

Soon I became excited and joined the game.

I also started rubbing her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass and would give occasional jerks when there were no vehicles around.

We played this game for about 20 mins till we reached home.

Next day morning, in her bathroom, the shower broke.

Only later I learnt that was intentional.

She said she will get ready in my room.

To my surprise she came to my room in only towel tied over her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān boobs.

My Hindu member immediately became erect.

She smiled and said,

“ I see, you like what you see.”

Then she said,

“Is this want you want to see?”

And then she dropped her towel on the floor.

And OH! What a sigth it was.

My Kħālāzād Cousin standing in front of me fully naked, her shaven Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and her milky boobs fully exposed.

I was frozen.

She came to me and said you are very shy.

She slowly loosened pajamas of my night suit and took my fully erect Uncut Hindu Cock out.

She was amazed to see my 8 inch Uncut Hindu Cock.

She said,

“Yesterday, I was not able to feel it fully.”

Then she took my Uncut Hindu Cock in her extremely beautiful Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth and started sucking like an expert sucker.

I started moaning loudly.

She quickly pulled it out and shouted ,

“Shut up you idiot!!! You will nail us both.”

I immediately became quite.

Then Kħālidah Shahāb Mirzā,my Kħālāzād Cousin, started sucking me again.

I took the towel in my mouth and she was giving me my first blow job.

She was licking my head, licking my balls and sucking my Hindu tool in circular motions.

In a few minutes I exploded in her mouth.

She took it in her mouth swallowing it all continuously, till I exploded.

Then she took all my clothes off and took me inside.

She sat on the edge of the bath tub and commanded me to kiss her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I was too hot to agree to anything.

I started kissing her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

Se started moaning slowly and then she became very wild.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis in her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and started fucking me.

She started shivering wildly and then after about 30-40 seconds she became silent.

Then she got up, kissed my forehead and said,

“Thanks Durgesh darling. You have given me my best orgasm in many months. You Hindus really enjoy the sexual union with us Musalmān Beauties. The Musalmeen are fools. To Hell with the jealous Musalmeen. Let’s Musalmān Beauties and you Hindus enjoy sex as much as we can.”

Then Kħālidah Shahāb Mirzā, my Kħālāzād Cousin, saw my hard Hindu tool and started smiling.

Said this needs another session and she sucked me again.

I wanted to fuck her.

She obliged me immediately even thanking me for my proposal.

We fucked, and fucked, and fucked.

She forgot her boyfriend and asked me to replace him forever.

Fucking her, riding, I smiled,

“Won’t you marry ever?”

Kħālidah Shahāb Mirzā, my Kħālāzād Cousin, laughed wrapping her nude legs around my nude waist,

“What more a husband can give me, Durgesh darling? You are the best. You don’t know.”

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Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

Durgesh — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 05:41:48 +0000

Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

Main Jamilah Åbbās, 32-sāl kī ék shādishudah Musalmān aurat hoon.

Mere ghar mein meri ek 18 saal ki béŧī Rābiyah Rizwān hai , 60 saal ke sasur Durgesh hain, Mahjabeen Ashraf meri 50 saal ki saas hain, aur 28 saal ki talaqshudah nanad, Raziyah Sultānah hai.

Mera shauhar, Raħīm Rizwān, Dubai mein kaam karta hai aur teen saal ke båd chhuŧī par aata hai, voh bhī sirf ék mahīne kī.

Mera figure bahut hi sexy hai.

mere Musalmān Boobs 36 inch, gudāz Musalmān Buttocks 36 inch aur kamar 30 inch hai, rang gora.

Mere Musalmān koolhe bađé hī mast hain aur mere andar sex ki bhookh bhut hi zyādah hai.

Ék to isliyé bhī ki mérā shauhar Kambakħt Dubai mein kaam karta hai aur teen saal ke båd chhuŧī par aata hai, voh bhī sirf ék mahīne kī.

Ab teen sāl tak main kyā sirf mérī Musalmān Choot khujlātī rahoon?

Us Kambakħt nāmurād sé kyā isiliye méré Ammī Abbū ne mérā nikāħ kiyā thā, ki voh unkī béħad ħasīn-o-jamīl béŧī, Jamilah Åbbās, 32; ko yahān Hindustan mein akélī chudāsī chhođkar vahān Dubai mein apnī Musalmān gānđ marātā rahé?

Log kahte hain ki main apni Ammī ki taraħ hī chudakkađ hoon.

Meri Ammī Umm Kulsoom aaj bhi apni Musalmān Choot mein Uncut Hindu Lund lene se nahin hichkichatī, jabki us ki ůmr ab pooré 52 saal kī ho chuki hai.

Shauhar Dubai mein hone kī vajah sé mujhe tassalībakħsh chudāī nasīb nahin ho pātī.

Main Uncut Hindu Lund ké liyé tađaptī rahtī hoon.

Mérī nanad Raziyah Sultānah ka talāq ho gaya kyon ki uska shauhar sala namard tha.

Bhosađī ka meri Raziyah Sultānah ko ilzam deta rehta tha ki vo baanjh hai, jab ki voh Raziyah Sultānah ko kħud achchhī tarah se chod hī nahin sakta tha.

Kħair, Allah Allah Kħairsallah, hum dono bhābhī nanad Uncut Hindu Lund ki kami kī vajah sé ek doosre ke saath lesbian tålluqāt bana chuki thīn.

Iske ålāvā hum donon ké paas koī chārā thā hī nahīn.

Kitné afsos kī baat hai!

Hum Musalmānon mein kaam kaaj ké liyé Dubai Saåūdī Årab yā USA jānā ék åām baat ho gaī hai, ék fashion ban gayā hai.

Iske båd hum Musalmān åuraton kā kyā hota hai, iske mutålliq sochné tak kī zaħmat koī gavārā nahīn karta.

Ab hum Musalmān åuratén Hinduon sé na chudvāyén to phir kyā tāůmr apnī Musalmān Chootén khujlātī rahén?

Main jāntī hoon, paisā zindagī ké liyé bahut zarūrī hai.

Aur izzat sé rah sakné ké liyé to bahut sārā paisā bahut zyādah zarūrī hai.

Lékin mujhé sirf ék baat kā javāb dījiýé.

Aap Musalmānon ki izzat is taraħ bachtī kahān hai, janāb-e-åālī?

Voh to aap ké Dubai, Saåūdī Årab, yā USA jāté hī kisī na kisī Uncut Hindu Lund ké ghāŧ utar jātī hai.

Miyān Dubai, Saåūdī Årab, yā USA mein apnī jis bīvī, bahan yā Ammī ké liyé shabo roz apnī Musalmān gānđ marātā rahtā hī, uski vohī bīvī, bahan yā Ammī yahān Hindustan mein kisī na kisī Uncut Hindu Lund ké lutf uŧhāné mein uské gāđhé pasīné kī kamāī luŧātī rahtī hai.

Miyan majdoor, bīvī mālkin.

Bhāī majdoor, bahan mālkin.

Abbū majdoor, beŧī mālkin.

Status maintain ho rahā hai.

Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

Raziyah Sultānah ko meri choot ka nasha sa tha..

Voh jab bhi mauqā milta, mere kamre mein aa kar meri Musalmān Choochī choosné lagti, kabhi mérī Musalmān Choot mein ungli karti aur kabi apni nashīlī Musalmān Choot ko mere ħawale kar deti.

Raziyah Sultānah ka Musalmān shabāb khila huā thā, bađī bađī 38 inch ki Musalmān Choochī, aur uskī ħasīn-o-jamīl Musalmān gānđ bhi kam se kam 38 inch ki hi hogi.

Uske Musalmān koolhe kħūb mast thé.

Main apne haath uské Musalmān Koolhon sé door nahin rakh pātī.

Lesbian tålluqāt tak to theek hai lekin jab meri nanad josh mein aa jati to uski Musalmān kaamvasna par qābū pana mushkil ho jātā.

Raziyah Sultānah kisī bhi qīmat par Uncut Hindu Lund pāné ké liyé betab ho jātī.

Dubai, Saåūdī Årab, yā USA jāné wale bévaqoof Musalmānon ko aħsās tak nahīn rahtā ki jab koī pyāsī Musalmān Choot koī Uncut Hindu Lund pāné ké liyé bétāb ho jātī hai, to voh kaisī kaisī qayāmatén nāzil kar diyā kartī hai.

Kāsh, Musalmān sexology sé itni nafrat na karté.

Sexalogy Islam ké kħilāf nahīn hai, Islam kī ħifāzat kartī hai.

Kuchh bévaqoof Musalmānon ko to Durgesh tak Musalmānon aur Islam kā dushman nazar aata hai.

Lékin agar voh Durgesh ké sex experiences ŧhandé dimāgh sé pađhén aur pađhāýén to voh apnī bīvī, bahan yā Ammī ko béābrū hone sé ŧheek vaqt par bacha bhī sakte hain.

Durgesh kā adult sex literature destructive nahīn hai, constructive, positive aur creative hai.

Ħaqīqat kitnī bhī kađvī kyon na ho, baharħāl ħaqīqat hai.

Usé jānnā na jānné sé baharħāl bahtar hai.

Ek din Raziyah Sultānah ne mujhsé poochha ki mérā shauhar, yaani ki uska bhai, kaisi chudāī karta hai aur uska cut Musalmān Lund kitna bađā hai.

Maine usé batāyā ki uské bhāī kā cut Musalmān Lund sirf 2 inch ka hai aur zara bhī kađak nahīn hai. Jab vo chodta hai to mérī Musalmān Choot ko aħsās hī nahīn hota ki uské andar koī lund bhī hai.

“Sala aesse pelta hai ki mérī Musalmān Choot mein gudgudī kar rahā ho. Lékin haan, aesse mérī Musalmān Choot choosta hai ki sara pani nikal deta hai. Voh kehta hai ki voh Hindu nahīn, Musalmān hai. Hinduon ko agar kaamvasna ka bukħār chađhā ho to voh apné Musalmān doston kī Ammī ya behan ko bhi chod daalté hain.”

“Allah!” Raziyah Sultānah ké munh sé nikla, “Bhābhījān, aap né kabhī kisī Hindu sé chudvāyā hai?”

“Aré, meri banno, mérī qismat aesī kahān? Mérī qismat to aessi hai ki jo nasīb hai, voh bhī teen saal mein ek mahine ke liye hi mujhe chod sakta hai. Aur meri chudāsī Musalmān Choot ko Uncut Hindu Lund roz chāhiyé. Raziyah Sultānah, Sālī, too hi koī plan bana tāki ham dono hi roz Uncut Hindu Lund ke maze le saken.” main boli.

Raziyah Sultānah ne kahā,

“Bhābhī, tujhe to teen saal mein hī sahī, ek mahine tak to Lund mil jata hai, mujhe to abhi tak chudāī ka asli maza hī nahin aaya. Méré uss namard Musalmān shauhar ka to khađā hi nahin huā. Nāmard mérī Musalmān Choot par ragađtā thā, aur jhađ jātā thā. Mérī Musalmān Choot tađap tađap kar aag mein jalti rahtī. Bhābhī, main kaya plan banāoon? Yeh intezām to tumhen hi koī karna pađégā. Mérī Musalmān Choot ko bhi shant karwa do, agar tera koi Hindu yaar hai ya koi Hindu cousin hai, buāzād yā kħālāzād, to us sé hī chudwa do mujhé. dekho bhābhī, meri Musalmān Choot kaise dahaktī hai Uncut Hindu Lund ke binā.”

Maine kahā,

“Chalo, dekhte hain ki kaya ho sakta hai.”

Agle din main bazar ja rahi thī to maine apne Sasur se poochha,

“Papa Jī, apko kaya mangwana hai bazar se? jo chahiye, main la doongi.”

Mere Hindu Sasur Durgesh 60, ne mujhe dhyan se dekha aur kahā,

“Bahoo Bégum, tum shilajeet le aana aur saath mein chhovare bhi lete aana.”

Maine poochha,

“Ŧheek hai, lékin aapko kaya karni hain yeh cheezen, Papa Jī?”

Papa Jī bole,

“Béŧī, tera shauhar to Dubai mein baiŧhā hai, lekin mujhe to shauhar ka kaam karna padta hai na! térī Sāsū Ammī, Mahjabeen Ashraf 50, ko kħush karné ke liyé yeh cheezen chāhiyé. In se mardanagi bađhtī hai, tåqat aati hai, béŧī!”

Kahte huye Papa Jī ne mujhe åjīb sī nazron se dékhā.

Mujhé laga ke voh mérī chhātiyon ko ghoor rahe hain.

Jab main bazar jaa rahi thi to mujhe Papa Jī ki nazaren mere Musalmān Koolhon ka peechha karti hui maħsoos huīn.

Allah målūm, kyon, mujhé lagā ki Papa Jī méré aur apnī Musalmān béŧī, Raziyah Sultānah ké lesbian tålluqāt ké mutålliq sab kuchh jānté hain, hum donon par constantly nigāh rakh rahé hain, aur hum donon ké beech jo bātén hotī hain, unse bhī Durgesh Papa Jī nāvāqif nahīn hain.

Méré Musalmān jism mein ek sirhan si dauđ gayi aur meri Musalmān Choot mein pani bhar gaya.

Kaisī thī main?

Mujhé lag rahā thā ki Durgesh Papa Jī bhī hum donon Nanad Bhābhījān ko chod sakte hain.

Ākħir Durgesh Papa Jī bhī to ék Hindu hī hain.

Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ko chodné ké liyé voh vaise bhī kam badnām nain hain.

Musalmān ħasīnāyén unhein Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam ké nāmon sé yād kiyā kartī hain, aur kħush huā kartī hain.

Kyon nahīn chod sakte Durgesh Papa Jī hum donon ko?

Zaroor chod sakte hain.

Main sari cheezen lekar aayi aur Papa Jī ki cheezen unko dene gayi.

Jab Papa Jīne cheezen pakđīn, to mere haathon se unka haath achanak hi chhoo gayā.

Mérā pair phisal gaya aur mere Hindu Sasur Durgesh 60, ne mujhe apni mazboot bahon mein lekar sambhal liya.

Main unki chauđī mazboot Hindu chhati ke saath jān boojhkar saŧ gayi.

Meri Musalmān Choochī unki chhhati mein dhans gayi aur mere jism mein aag dahakne lagi.

Unka haath barbas hi mere Musalmān koolhon par reng gaya aur main sharma gayi,

“ Måāf karna Papa Jī, mera pair phisal gaya thā. Aap mujhe na thām lete to main to gir hi jaati.” maine kaha.

Voh bole,

“Béŧī, main kiss liye hoon? Mérā kaam hī tum logon ko girné sé bachānā hai. Agar kisī cheez ki zarurat ho to bejhijhak mere pass aana, main apne parivar ke liye sab kuchh karne ko tayyar hoon, mujh se kabhi bhi sharmana nahin, meri béŧī!”

Maine ghaur se dekha ki unke lower mein unka Uncut Hindu Lund mujhé salami de raha thā.

Main muskurayi aur apne aap se boli,

‘Sālī, too bāhar kyā dhoondh rahi hai? Maha Uncut Hindu Lund to ghar mein hi virājmān hai. Yeh sala Hindu Sasur Durgesh 60, mere oopar hi nazren laga ker baiŧhā hai. Aur phir mujhe bhi to Uncut Hindu Lund chāhiyé! lekin ab sala buddha nahin janta ki main us ke saath chudāī to karoongī, lékin iski Musalmān béŧī ko bhi iske Uncut Hindu Lund se zaroor chudwaoongī.’

Main sari raat apni aur Raziyah Sultānah ki chudāī ka plan banati rahi.

Jab main sara kaam khatm kar ke apne kamre mein Raziyah Sultānah ke pass ja rahi thi to Papa Jī ke kamre sé mérī Sāsū Ammī, Mahjabeen Ashraf 50, kī awaz aa rahi thi,

“Āhhhh, mar dala mere rajaaa, aaj kyā kha kar aye ho? Mérī Musalmān Choot ki dhajjiyān hi uđaa dalin. Aaj tumhārā Uncut Hindu Lund kuchh zyādah hi zor mar raha hai. Aisa lagta hai jaise kisī jawan Musalmān åurat kā tasavvur karke mujhe chod rahe ho. Méré Sartaj, main apke halabi Uncut Hindu Lund ke samne nahīn tik saktī. Ye main nahin jhel saktī. Jab kal main apne mayake chali jaoongi to shukr hogā, kam se kam do mahine to aram se kaaŧ loongi. Ohhhh, main jhađī. Mérī Musalmān Choot ka ras nikal gayā. nikaal lo apna Uncut Hindu Lauda meri Musalmān bur mein sé. Main to thak gayi.”

Durgesh Papa Jī bole,

“Sālī, Mahjabeen Ashraf, mérā to jhāđ de, choos ké, mooŧh maar ké, ya phir apni Musalmān gānđ mein ghuswa ké. Main is khambe jaise Uncut Hindu Lund ko le kar kaha jāoon? Sālī, mérā pānī to nikaal dé.”

Sāsū Ammī, Mahjabeen Ashraf 50, bolīn,

“Apnā pānī aap hī nikaal lo. Main to sone lagī hoon.”

Mera dil kiya ki main dauđ ker, Durgesh Papa Jī ka Uncut Hindu Lund apni Musalmān Choot mein lékar, mast ho jāoon lékin main aesa kar na saki.

Apné kamre mein aakar, saari raat, Durgesh Papa Jī ke Uncut Hindu Lund ke sapne dekhte huye, jaag kar, nikaal dī.

Subaħ jab main uŧhī, to Raziyah Sultānah mere saath lipti hui thī.

Uské haath mere Musalmān Boobs per thé, jinhen vo daba rahi thi.

Main uŧh kar bathroom hokar aayi to meri nanad apni Musalmān Choot khujla kar boli,

“Bhābhī, agar tumne kisī Uncut Hindu Lund ka intezam nahin kiya to main mar jāoongi. Mujhé bachā lo meri pyari bhābhī!”

Maine muskura kar poochha,

“Kiska Uncut Hindu Lund chāhiyé?”

Usne jawab diyā,

“Uncut Hindu Lund kisī ka bhi ho, chalega. Ab to mérī Musalmān Choot itni besabr ho chuki hai ki agar mere baap ka bhi mil jāyé, to iski aag thandi karne ke liye le loongi.”

Maine muskurākar kahā,

“Ŧheek hai, ab mukar mat jaana, kyon ki tujhe aaj Papa Jī ka Uncut Hindu Lund hi milne wala hai. Too bas aesa hi karna jaisa main kahti hoon.”

Voh itni chudāsī ho rahī thī ki itni bađī baat bhī fauran Maan gayi.

Jab vo tayyar hone chali gayi to mai Papa Jī ki chaaye lekar unke room mein chali aayi.

Maine jaan boojh kar sari ka pallu niche gira rakha tha, jis ki vajah sé mere Boobs aadhe se adhik nange ho rahe thé.

Sāsū Ammī, Mahjabeen Ashraf 50, apne mayake jaane ke liye tayyar ho rahī thīn.

Maine aage jhuk kar chaaye Papa Jī ko dī aur apne mast Musalmān koolhé unke haath se ragađ diye.

Maine dekha ki unka Uncut Hindu Lund uŧhak baiŧhak karne laga hai.

Maine jaan boojh kar unse kahā,

” Papa Jī, dekho to, mera haath dukh raha hai. kaya ye sooj gaya hai? dekho to sahi.” itna keh kar apna haath maine unke haath mein de diyā.

Unhon ne mera haath pakađ liya aur malne lage.

Main unse sat kar baith gayi.

Maine note kiya ki Papa Jī mera haath sahlane lage aur unka Uncut Hindu Lund lower ke andar sar uŧhne laga.

Maine unko poorī taraħ uttejit kar dālā.

Jab voh mere kandhe par haath rakhne lage to main jaan boojh kar boli,

“Ab main chalti hoon. Ammījān ka nashta banānā hai.”

Majboorī thī.

Sāsū Ammī, Mahjabeen Ashraf 50, vahīn thīn.

Unké sāmné kyā kiyā jā saktā thā?

Maine haath chhuđayā aur chalī aayi.

Lékin Papa Jī ka bura haal thā.

Voh apne Uncut Hindu Lund ko masal rahe thé.

Maine Raziyah Sultānah ko kaha,

“Tum Ammījān ke jaane ke båd, kamar mein dard ka nāŧak karna. Papa Jī ko kamar par iodex lagāne ke liye kahna, aur dheere dheere neeche tak unka haath le jaana. Samajh gaīn? Neeche kyā hai? Kahān jāyegā Papa Jī kā haath?”

Raziyah Sultānah apnī Musalmān mastiyon mein hanskar bolī,

“Mérī Musalmān Choot par, yā phir mérī Musalmān gānđ par, aur kahān?”

Main usko ānkh mārkar hansī,

“Shābās, too samajh gaī. Lékin ye sab us waqt karna, jab main Ammījān ko bus stand par chhođné jāoon, aur ghar mein koi na ho. Dekhna voh tere ko chodne ko tayyar ho jāyéngé. Maine unki chaaye mein shilajeet mila di thī. Aaj teri chudāī pakki ho jayegi meri banno! Tum yeh knicker aur Tshirt pehn lo, aur bra aur panty mat pehnana. Térā Hindu baap aaj kisī ko bhi chodne ko tayar ho jāyegā. Tum us par apni Musalmān jawani ka jadoo chala do, meri rani! uske baad hum donon uske Uncut Hindu Lund ke maze qayāmat tak lenge. vo bhi Musalmān Choot ka bhookha hai, meri jaan! Burī taraħ badnām hai hum Musalmān ħasīnāon o chodné ké liyé. Koī Musalmān ħasīnā Durgesh ké paas sé binā chudé nahīn lauŧ saktī. Samajh lé, āj sé térī ghanghor ghamasan chudāī chāloo, aur mérī bhī. Durgesh ko too akélī satisfy nahīn kar saktī. Ammījān do mahīné ké liyé maiké jā rahī hain. Ab yahān ghar mein sirf hum donon hain, aur Durgesh Papa Jī hain. Kam az kam do mahīnon tak to hum teenon mādarzād nangé rah hī sakte hain. Ab bol, kaisa rahā mérā plan?”

Voh hakki bakki si, hairan ho kar, meri taraf dekhne lagi.

Main phir Papa Jī ke kamre mein gayi aur unki janghon par haath rakh kar baten karne lagi.

Bāton hi bāton mein unke Uncut Hindu Lund ko bhi chhoo liyā maine.

Voh bechain hone lage aur main muskura kar bahar aa gayi.

Main thođī der mein vāpas aa gayi aur Raziyah Sultānah ke kamre mein jhānkne lagi.

Raziyah Sultānah ne awaz lagāyi,

“Papa Jī, zara meri kamar par balm laga dena. Mujhé Bahut dard ho raha hai.”

Usne ye kahte huye apni Tshirt oopar uŧha dali aur us ka gora pet nanga ho gayā.

Jab usne apni knikers ko neeche kar diya to uski jaanghén nazar aane lagīn.

Meri aankh ne dekha ki Papa Jī ki nazar mein vasna ki chamak ubhar aayi.

Unki aankhon mein ek lali nazar aane lagi.

Vo apni Musalmān béŧī ke nazdeek aa gaye aur vāsnātmak nazaron se dekhte huye bole,

“Béŧī, kaya huā? Dard kahan ho raha hai?”

Unkā haath apni Musalmān béŧī, Raziyah Sultānah, ki kamar par chala gaya aur uski kamar ko sahlane laga.

Maine dekha ki ab Papa Jī nahīn, balki unka Uncut Hindu Lund bol raha tha.

Unki awaz se saaf zahir tha ki kaam vasna mein vo baap béŧī ke rishte ki pākīzgī ko bhool gaye thé.

Vaise bhī Raziyah Sultānah koī unkī sagī béŧī to thī nahīn.

Voh to sirf Sāsū Ammī ké rishté sé Raziyah Sultānah ko apnī béŧī kahā karté thé.

Ab jab béŧī hī unse apnā rishtā badalkar unkī bīvī banné par tulī huī thī, to voh to Hindu thé.

Unko bhalā kon koī aetrāz hota?

Aetrāz hota, to Raziyah Sultānah ko hona chāhiyé thā.

Lékin voh to itni chudāsī ho rahī thī ki apné baap sé hī chudvāné ké liyé marī jā rahī thi.

Vaise bhī méré kħayāl sé béŧī sé achchhī bīvī kisī baap ké liyé aur koī ho hī nahīn saktī.

Shauhar na ho to kyā kar saktā hai koī baap apnī béŧī kī Choot kī aag bujhāné ké liyé usko kħud chodné ké ålāvā?

Duniya ké tamām mard kisī åurat ko chudāsī chhođ kar bhāg sakte hain,lékin ék baap hargiz nahīn bhāg saktā.

Voh uské liyé sirf ék åurat nahīn hai, uski béŧī bhī hai.

Ék baap apnī béŧī ki Choot ki aag bujhāné ké liyé kħushī kħushī jahnnum jā saktā hai.

Lékin use chudāsī tađaptī chhođ kar nahīn bhāg saktā.

Voh apnī béŧī ki Choot ki aag bujhāné ké liyé kħushī kħushī jahnnum chalā jāyegā, lékin apnī béŧī ko hargiz chudāsī nahīn marné dégā.

Voh kħud ko miŧā saktā hai, béŧī ko nahīn.

Kaisī åjīb baat hai!

Kaisā pāgalpan hai yeh, ki aesī bemisāl muħabbat sé apnī béŧī ko bedakħal karké log usé anjāné ajnabī mard ké ħawālé kar dété hain.

Pāgal ho gaye hain kyā sab ké sab?

Mérā bas chalé to main kabhī kisī béŧī ko uské baap ki god sé alag na hone doon.

Jo baap apnī béŧī ko uské bachpan mein apnī god mein nangī khilātā hai, uské bađī hone tak, voh baap apnī usi béŧī ko uski jawanī mein apnī god mein nangī kyon nahīn khilā saktā?

Kyon nahīn chod saktā ék baap apnī béŧī ko, agar béŧī bhī ussé chudvānā chāhtī ho?

Agar ék baap aur béŧā zindagī bhar, marte dam tak ék sāth rah sakte hain, to ék baap aur béŧī usi trah marte dam tak ék sāth kyon nahīn rah sakte?

Kyon béŧī ko baap ké ålāvā kisī aur Pati ki zaroorat hai?

Jo baap béŧī ki Ammī ko chod saktā hai, voh béŧī ko bhī kyon nahīn chod sakta?

Kyā béŧī ki Choot mein ghusne sé baap kā lund jalkar kħāk ho jātā hai?

Kyā baap kā lund béŧī ki Choot mein ghusne sé béŧī ki Choot jalkar kħāk ho jātī hai?

Nonsense!

Phir yeh gunāh kyon hai?

Ab kamre mein sirf Musalmān Choot aur Uncut Hindu Lund ke milan ka scene bana hua tha.

Papa Jī ke haath zara bhī nahīn kaanp rahe thé, jab vo apni béŧī ki kamar ko sahla rahe thé.

Aur kyon kānpté?

Kaun si qayāmat aa jāné wali thī issé?

Balki issé to unkī béŧī ki zindagī sanvar jāné wali thī haméshah haméshah ké liyé.

Aur sāth hī sāth unkī Bahoo Bégum ki bhī.

Kyon thā yeh kaam gunāh?

Nonsense!

Main nahīn māntī.

Kyon mānoon?

Main méré sasur sé kyon nahīn chudvā saktī?

Main to chudvāoongī.

Zindagī bhar chudvāoongī.

Dékhtī hoon kaun mérā kyā bigāđ légā.

Mérā shauhar mujhé chhođ dega.

Bas, yahī na?

Chhođ dé.

Jahannum mein jāyé Kambakħt.

Mujhé ussé bahtar chodné wala mil gayā hai, jo mujhé zindagī bhar chodnā band nahīn karné wala.

Durgesh kā Uncut Hindu Lund zindābād!

Raziyah Sultānah ne apna sir Papa Jī ki chhati par tika diya.

Raziyah Sultānah ki sansen tez ho chuki thīn.

Papa Jīne iodex ki shishi uŧhāī aur Raziyah Sultānah ki kamar par lagana shuru kar diya.

Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choochī ab unke jism se sat gayi thi aur Papa Jī aur bhi utejit hone lage thé.

Papa Jī ne apna ek haath uski Musalmān Choochī par rakh diya aur dheere se daba diyā,

“Ohhh, papa, dheere se, mujhé Bahut ghabrahat ho rahi hai. Haye, mujhe dard ho raha hai. Balm maliye na, papa!” Raziyah Sultānah boli aur apne baap ke jism se chipak gayi.

Papa Jī ka Uncut Hindu Lund ab beqābū ho chuka tha.

Raziyah Sultānah ne apni knickers ko aur neeche kar diya jis ke saath hi uski jaangehn poorī tarah nangī ho gayīn.

Ab uske mast Musalmān koolhé bas uski Tshirt se hi dhanke huye thé.

Papa Jī ne mazboot haathon se Raziyah Sultānah ki kamar aur janghon par balm lagana shuru kar diya aur Raziyah Sultānah aur zor se apne baap ke jism se chipakati chali gayi.

Main mantrmugdh ho kar kamre ke andar ka scene dekh rahi thi aur mere jism mein bhi kaamagni jal rahi thi.

“Papa, mere koolhé bhi dard kar rahe hain. Please, vahān bhi balm laga do.”

Papa Jī ne balm lagana shuru kar diya aur uski Tshirt ko oopar uŧha diya.

Vo apni béŧī ke Musalmān Koolhon par balm lagane lage.

Raziyah Sultānah ne apna haath apne papa ki chhati par rakh diya aur apne honth unke honthon par rakh diyé.

Uski sansen papa ki sanson se takra rahin thi.

Papa Jī ne béŧī ko bahon main bhar liya aur uske honthon ko choomne lage.

Raziyah Sultānah ne nāŧak karte huye apne aap ko chhuđāné ki jhūŧhī si koshish ki lekin Papa Jī ne usé aur bhi kas kar jakađ liyā.

Durgesh Papa Jī apni Musalmān béŧī, Raziyah Sultānah, ko betahāshā chūmné lage.

Unkā Uncut Hindu Lund Raziyah Sultānah ke pet ko touch kar raha thā.

Badmåsh Raziyah Sultānah ne jānboojhkar apnī Musalmān Choot kuchh is taraħ adjust kī ki Durgesh Papa Jī kā Uncut Hindu Lund ab sīdhā uski sadiyon kī pyāsī Musalmān Choot ké donon labial lips ké beech aadhe supāđé tak samā gayā.

Durgesh Papa Jī ké Hindu purush sharīr mein aag lag gaī.

Papa Jī ne uski Musalmān Choochī kas kar dabānī shurū kar dī.

Raziyah Sultānah ne drama kiyā,

“Papa, yeh kyā kar rahe ho? Main Musalmān hī saħī, lékin phir bhī aapki béŧī hoon. Kyā yeh gunāh nahin hai? Aap mujhe chhođ do. Hum yeh sab nahīn kar sakte. Papa, mujhe chhođ do, please!”

Vo bhi janti thi ki ab papa vāpas aane ke qābil nahin rahé, kyon ki unka Uncut Hindu Lund ab Raziyah Sultānah ké tađapté pyāsé Musalmān labial lips kī mazboot pakađ mein thā, phaŧné ké qarīb hi tha.

Raziyah Sultānah mérī pakkī shāgrd thī.

Chhooŧné kā bahānā maine ussé isliyé karvāyā thā, ki is taraħ voh struggle kar kar ké Durgesh Papa Jī kā Uncut Hindu Lund apnī Musalmān Choot ké andar pūrā ghuséđ saktī thī, phir bhī Durgesh Papa Jī ko us par koī shak na ho pātā,

“Chhooŧné kā bahānā kar kar ké apnī Musalmān Choot is taraħ adjust kartī rahnā Durgesh Papa Jī ké Uncut Hindu Lund par ki voh rah rah kar pūrā jađ tak térī Musalmān Choot mein samā jāyé. Phir Chhooŧné kā bahānā kartī huī hī apnī kamar chala chala kar chudvātī rahnā. Lund jađ tak ghusé, aur supāđé tak bāhar niklé, jađ tak ghusé, aur supāđé tak bāhar niklé.”

“Allah, to kyā poorī chudāī isī taraħ hogī? Ismein kyā kħāk mazā āyegā,Bhābhījān! Mérī tamām tavajjo to drama karné mein hī lagi rahegi.”

“Ari, bevaqoof, sirf pahli martabā. Bas, ék martabā Durgesh Papa Jī kā Uncut Hindu Lund térī Musalmān Choot ké andar baras jāyé, térī Musalmān Choot kā pānī unké Uncut Hindu Lund ko nahlā dé, iske båd Durgesh Papa Jī kyā bachāyéngé? Sabhī kuchh to ho chukā hogā.”

“Yånī ki Papa Jī mujhé nahīn chodéngé, main Papa Jī ko chodoongī?”

“To kyā huā? Pahlī martabā too chodegi Durgesh Papa Jī ko, iske båd har martabā Durgesh Papa Jī tujhé chodéngé.”

“Aur agar aesā nahīn huā to? Agar Papa Jī ne yah kah diyā ki sab kuchh téré Chhooŧné ké struggle ki vajah sé ho gayā, ab jān boojhkar aesā thođé hī karenge, to?”

“Tab hum kahenge ki too unke bachche ki Ammī banné wali hai. Bachché ko uskā baap chāhiyé. Too fikr mat kar. Main kisī na kisī taraħ Durgesh Papa Jī ko tujhé haméshah chodné ké liyé taiyār kar hī loongi. Hum donon ék sāth Papa Jī sé chudvāyéngī haméshah. I promise you.”

Chhooŧné ké bahāné béŧī ne Papa kā lund pakađ liyā aur usé apnī Musalmān Choot sé bāhar nikālné ké bahāne aur andar ghuséđné lagī.

Durgesh Papa Jī åjīb sī ħālat mein thé.

Unkī samajh mein aa chukā thā ki Raziyah Sultānah Chhooŧné kā bahānā banā banā kar darasal unse kħoob jamkar chudvā rahī hai.

Voh hamdardī sé Raziyah Sultānah ko dekhne lage.

Apné svābhimān ki qurbāni kā faislā unhone bahut tezi se liyā.

Raziyah Sultānah ko voh ussé bhī zyādah chāhté thé jitnā main samajhtī thī.

Papa ne apni beti ka haath apne Uncut Hindu Lund par rakh kar kahā,

“Meri pyārī béŧī, Uncut Hindu Lund aur Musalmān Choot ka ek hi rishta hota hai, aur vo hai chudāī ka rishta. Mérī pyari beti, too bhī Uncut Hindu Lund ke bina tađap rahi hai, mujhé pata hai. Aur saath hi teri bhābhī bhi chudāsī hai kyonki uska shauhar bhi use chod nahin saktā. aa jāo tum donon. Main teri Musalmān Choot ko chod kar mast kar doonga. Béŧī, mera Uncut Hindu Lund kaise dahak raha hai, tum isko haath mein lekar sahlāo zara. Dekho, tumhari Musalmān Choochī kitni kađī ho gayi hai! Aesā tab tak nahīn hota jab tak tum kħoob chudāsī na ho’o. Main samajh chukā hoon ki tumhén koī dard nahīn ho rahā. Yah sara drama tumné mujhsé chudvāné ké liyé tumhārī Bhābhījān ké kahne par kiyā hai.”

Main aur Raziyah Sultānah donon sharm sé pānī pānī ho gaīn. Papa Jī sé kuchh chhupā sakna āsān nahīn thā in måmlāt mein.

Voh chudāī specialist thé, Sex Therapist thé.

“Jaldi se apni Tshirt bhi utaar.” Papa Jī apnī béŧī ko ānkh mārkar bolé, “Mérā Uncut Hindu Lund bhī ab tujhé chodné ko tađap raha hai. Kamāl hai! Méré hoté tum donon pyāsī rahogī kyā?”

Raziyah Sultānah māré khushī ké Musalmān mastiyon mein bhar uŧhī.

Apnī Tshirt utaar kar pūrī tarah nangi ho gayi Raziyah Sultānah aur papa ke Uncut Hindu Lund ko haath mein bhar ke muŧhiāne lagi.

Papa Jī ké Uncut Hindu Lund ki aankh se pre-cum ki do boonden ŧapak pađīn.

Papa Jī bhī chudāī ki masti mein aa gaye aur zor zor se apni béŧī ki Musalmān Choochī ko choomné lage,

“Béŧī, too kitni sexy ho gayi hai! mera Uncut Hindu Lund teri Musalmān Choot ka pyasa ho gayā hai. Ab mujhe apni Musalmān Choot ka dīdār karā. Mérī pyari béŧī, méré Uncut Hindu Lund ko choos kar iska swad dekh. Jaldi sé, main aaj savere se hi chodne ke liye tađap raha hoon. Térī Bhābhījān ne, Sālī ne, mérā Uncut Hindu Lund chhuā hai aaj pahlī baar, aur aag lagakar bhāg gaī, apnī Sāsū Ammī ki taraħ. Lā, apni tangen khol kar apni Musalmān Choot ka dīdār to karā, mérī jān!”

Raziyah Sultānah ne apnī janghen khol dīn, aur uski Musalmān Choot muskura uŧhī, kyonki vo aaj pehli baar kisī asli Uncut Hindu Lund se chudāī karaane wali thi.

Papa ne apna munh uski chikni Musalmān Choot mein laga diya aur apné Hindu honŧh Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choot ki phānkon par rakh diyé.

” ahhhhh papa, yeh kyā kar diya aap ne meri Musalmān Choot ko? yeh to pani chhodne lagi hai. choom lo meri Musalmān bur ko papa, yeh aaj tak chudāī ke liye tađapti rahī hai. Lāiyé, main aapke Uncut Hindu Lund ko choostī hoon. mujhe chod dalo aaj, chod do apni beti ko, mere papa!”

Iske saath hi Raziyah Sultānah ne papa ka Uncut Hindu Lund apne munh mein le liya aur lagi choosne unke Uncut Hindu Lund ko.

Uncut Hindu Lund aag ki tarah dahakne laga.

Papa Jī apne koolhé aage pīchhe karne lage.

Raziyah Sultānah Papa Jī ke Uncut Hindu Lund ko gale ke bheetar tak le gayi aur karāhne lagi.

Tabhi maine kamre main entry kī aur boli,

“Papa Jī, itne kamīne nikle ki apni Musalmān beti ko hī pahle chodne ke liye tayar ho gaye. Main kyā mar gayi thī? Mujhé kaun chodégā? Garm aapko karoon main, aur chodéngé aap mujhé nahīn, apnī Musalmān béŧī ko? Ħad ho gaī aħsānfarāmoshī kī.”

Papa Jī mujhé ānkh mārkar muskurāyé,

“ĀJā, Sālī, Bahoo Bégum, too bhī aa. Mujhé kħud garm kartī hai, Sālī, aur apnī jagah mérī Musalmān béŧī ko bhej détī hai. Aa Sālī, aaj térī Musalmān Choot kī tamām Musalmān mastiyān nikāltā hoon mérā Uncut Hindu Lund uke andar jađ tak pél pél kar.”

Main mast ho uŧhī,

“Sirf aaj nahīn, poore do mahīnon tak ab aapka Uncut Hindu Lund hum donon ki Musalmān Chooton ki sair karega. Aaj sé poore do mahīnon tak ab hum teenon nangé. Boliye, manzoor?”

Papa Jī hanse,

“Yånī in poore do mahīnon tak main tum donon ki qaid mein? Mérī båqī Musalmān yalāyaliyon kā kyā hogā?”

“Aré pāgal, vahī hogā, jo manzoore Kħudā hogā.” Main Papa Jī ko ānkh mārkar sharārat sé tarannum mein bolī, “Tumhārā nālāyaq Musalmān béŧā to mujhe chhođ kar chala gayā, aur tum bhi apni Musalmān beti ko hi chod rahe ho? mera kyā hogā? Main kiskī zimmédārī hoon?”

Papa Jī hans kar bole,

“Mérī hī zimmédārī hai béŧī, too bhī. a jā, mérā Uncut Hindu Lund meri Bahoo Bégum aur béŧī donon ke liye kaafi hai. main tum dono ko chod kar shant kar doonga. Aa jā meri rani Bahoo Bégum, agar Musalmān béŧā chala gaya hai, to kyā huā? Uskā yah Hindu baap to yahīn hai. Méré pass aa. Main teri Musalmān Choochī ko bhi choomta hoon. aa Sālī, too bhi koi kam sexy nahin hai. tera jism bhi chudāī ki aag mein jal raha hogā. La, mere pass aa. Main tujhe bhi tr’pt kar doonga.”

Maine fatafat apne kapđé utārne shuru kar diyé, aur bistar par aake Papa Jī ke nagn Hindu purush sharīr ko chatne lagi.

Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choochī bhī dabane lagi main.

Papa Jī ne apna haath meri Musalmān gānđ par phirana shuru kar diya.

Maine Papa Jī ka Uncut Hindu Lund haath mein le liyā aur use sahlana shuru kar diya.

Unka Uncut Hindu Lund poorī tarah khađā ho chuka tha.

Maine usé chāŧnā shuru kar diyā.

Meri Musalmān Choot bhi paniya gayi thi.

Maine kahā,

“Āap pahle Raziyah Sultānah ko chod kar shant kar do. Iski Musalmān Choot abhi tak kunwari hai. Lékin zara pyar se chodna apni bitiya ko.” ye kahte huye maine Raziyah Sultānah ki tahngen chauđī kar dīn aur uski Musalmān Choot par Papa Jī ka Uncut Hindu Lund tika diyā.

Unké balls par haath phiraya jiski vajah sé Papa Jī ke munh se ahhh nikal gayi.

Maine unka Uncut Hindu Lund Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choot par ragđā, jis mein se pahle hi pānī nikal raha tha.

Uski khujli itni badh gayi ki voh apne aap par qābū na rakh saki,

” Papa, ab aur mat tađpāo. Mérī Musalmān Choot mein aag lagi hui hai, aap ka Uncut Hindu Lund ragađna mujhe pagal bana raha hai. Papa, meri Musalmān Choot ke andar pél do apna Uncut Hindu Lawđā. Papa, méré saath suhagrat mana lo, mujhe Ammī ki tarah chod dālo, mere pyare papa, mujhe pel do papa, pleeeeaseee! Bhābhī, meri Musalmān Choot mein papa ka Uncut Hindu Lund pel do, meri pyari bhābhī, uske baad tum maze lé lena papa ke Uncut Hindu Lund ke saath, main teri minnat karti hoon, meri aag bujha do, pleaseeeee!”

Papa Jī kā Uncut Hindu Lund pakađ kar maine Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choot ke munh par tikāyā aur kahā,

” Papa Jī, pel do apna Uncut Hindu Lund apni beti ki Musalmān bur mein. Main phir kahtī hoon. Āp mānén, yā na mānén. Āp dékh lījiyéga,āpkī bahtarīn bīviyān āpki yahī Musalmān béŧiyān hī sābit hongī. Ammī to do mahīnonke liyé maidān chhođ kar bhāg gaīn. Lékin isko dekho, kaise tađap rahi hai Sālī! kaise dahak rahi hai iski Musalmān Choot! Ab to iski aag apka Uncut Hindu Lund hi shat kar sakta hai. Uđā do iski Musalmān Choot ki dhajiyan. Pél do apni beti ko, dal do apné Uncut Hindu Lund kā Hindu ras is ki pyasi Musalmān Choot mein. “

Papa Jī ne der karna munasib nahin samjha aur dhakka mār ke apnā Uncut Hindu Lund apnī béŧī ki Musalmān Choot ké andar pel diyā.

Unkā adha Uncut Hindu Lund pahle hī dhakke mein unkī béŧī ki Musalmān Choot mein sama gaya.

Raziyah Sultānah chillayi,

“Papa, Bahut dard ho raha hai. lagata hai aap ké Uncut Hindu Lund ké ghusné sé meri seal toot gayi hai. Bāhar nikaal lo apna Uncut Hindu Lund. Dard bardashat nahin ho raha papa, please!”

Lekin Papa Jī ne dhakke mārnā jari rakha.

Unka Uncut Hindu Lund apni beti ki Musalmān Choot ke andar bahar ho raha tha.

Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choot se lahu bahne laga.

Papa Jī bhi purāné khiladi thé,

“Béŧī, dard thođī der mein kħatm ho jāyegā. Jamilah Åbbās, too Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choochī choosna shuru kar, aur is ki Musalmān Choot ko bhi sahla, saali Bahut tight hai iski Musalmān Choot . Lékin main aaj ise chod kar ŧhandī kar doonga. Le béŧī, le lé apné papa ka Uncut Hindu Lund apni pyasi Musalmān bur mein, aur mita lé iski pyas.”

Maine apni jeebh se Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān Choochī chāŧnā shurū kar diyā aur apni unglion se uski Musalmān Choot ke aspas ka ilāqā uttejit karna shuru kar diya.

Uska dard kam ho gaya aur use maza aane lagā.

Raziyah Sultānah ab apné Musalmān Koolhé uchhāl uchhāl kar Papa Jī ke Hindu dhakkon ka jwab dene lagi,

“Papa, mera dard khatm ho gaya hai. Aapke Uncut Hindu Lund se ab mujhe jannat ka maza aa raha hai. Aapka Uncut Hindu Lund meri Musalmān Choot ko swarg dikha raha hai. Pelo apna Uncut Hindu Lund meri Musalmān Choot ke andar. chodo apni béŧī ko, le lo meri kunwai Musalmān Choot ke maze. Zor se chodo mujhé, please!”

Maine Papa Jī ke Uncut Hindu Lund par ungliyān pherīn, unke Koolhon par thapki dī, aur kahā,

” Papa Jī, chodo apni béŧī ko. Zor se lagāiyé dhake. Dékh kyā rahé hain? Āpko aaj apni jawan aur kunwari béŧī ki Musalmān Choot ka maza mil raha hai. Thođī der mein hī Bahoo Bégum ki Musalmān Choot kā mazā bhī milné lagégā. Chod dāliyé isko. Chod dāliyé apni béŧī ko. Voh kab se pyasi hai Uncut Hindu Lund ki! mita do iski pyās. Chhođ do apna Hindu pānī iski Musalmān Choot mein.”

Papa Jī bhi pāgalon ki tarah dhakke marne lage.

Kamre mein ghacha ghach ki awazen aane lagīn.

Raziyah Sultānah ke munh se ahhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh ki awaz aa rahi thi.

Papa Jī ne apnī béŧī ke Musalmān Koolhon ko kas ké pakađ rakha thā, aur usé pelé jā rahé thé,

“Āhhhhhhhh, béŧī, mera bhi time nazdeek aa raha hai, main bhi jhadne wala hoon. Mujhé kħushī hai ki tumne apni kunwari Musalmān Choot méré Uncut Hindu Lund ké liyé sambhāl ké rakhi hui thī. Haan béŧī, chudwa le mujh se meri pyari béŧī, qasam teri Musalmān jawani kī, aaj tak itna mazā nahin aaya. Kyā Musalmān Choot r hai térī! Lé, lé, mérā Hindu pānī teri Musalmān Choot mein ja raha hai. Mérā Hindu pānī térī Musalmān kokh mein gir raha hai. Térā Hindu baap térī Musalmān Choot kī athāh gahrāiyon mein jhađ raha hai. Main gayaaaaaaaa.” Yeh kahte huye Papa Jī ne apnī Hindu pichkari Raziyah Sultānah ki Musalmān choot mein chhođ dī aur unka Uncut Hindu Lund chhapāk ki awaz se unkī béŧī ki Musalmān Choot se bahar nikal aaya.

Maine pahle unka Uncut Hindu Lund choos kar saaf kiyā, phir apni nanad ki Musalmān Choot ko chāŧā.

Aur ham donon hī Papa Jī ki bagal mein let gaīn.

Mérī chudāī Papa Jī ne iske båd itni dhuāndhār aur ghamāsān kī ki main un par qurbān hotī huī bolī,

“Papa Jī, shukriyā, shukriyā, shukriyā.

‘Bahut shukriyā, bađī meharbānī, mérī zindagī mein huzoor, āp āyé.

Qadam choom loon yā ki palkén bichhā doon?

Karoon kya ye mérī samajh mein na āyé.’—”

Mérā nāmåqool Musalmān shauhar, mérā majdoor, Dubai mein kahīn apnī Musalmān gānđ marā rahā thā.

Aur yahān Hindustan mein main, uski Bīvī Mālkin, uské bhéjé paison sé gulchharré uđā rahī thī.

Qismat hai apnī apnī.

Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

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

Durgesh — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 21:16:00 +0000

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

I was 20 years old.

We were four people in the house, Shakīlah Dåūd, I, her Ammī and her Abbū.

Her Abbū worked as a lower division clerk in railways.

They lived in a small house in a group of flats.

There was only one room and a small storeroom attachhed to it.

Since childhood, I used to hang around with my friends and since beginning, we used to talk about male – female relations in a crude way.

I started fucking extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties, very early.

We friends used to discuss it in-group after we had teased some beautiful Musalmān girl.

As I grew into early teens, my sex drive increased out of control.

In the house, Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī and Abbū used to sleep in the only room and myself and Shakīlah Dåūd used to sleep in the small storeroom.

There was a window between the store and the room and for going to the toilet, we had to cross through the room.
When I started fucking Musalmān girls, I had to be very careful as I used to sleep with Shakīlah Dåūd.

The fans in both the rooms were quite noisy so I think the rustling of clothes as I pulled my lowers down was not heard.

Our bed was near the window and I used to sleep with my head towards the window side.

One day Shakīlah Dåūd insisted on sleeping on my side of the bed.

That day Abbū had come back from ten days tour.

I didn’t think much about it and slept on the other side.

It was midsummer and it was very hot.

At around 1 o’clock in the night power went off and fans stopped.

I was sleeping till sweat started to trickle down my neck.

I opened my eyes and placed my arm where usually Shakīlah Dåūd’s legs used to be.

My hand fell on the bed.

I lifted my head to see where she was.

She was on the bed all right but she was lying on her stomach, her shoulders were about a foot high and her chin was at the sill of the window.

She was looking from the side of the curtain into the room.

At that moment power came back and fans started again.

Now my eye caught the flicker of her qameez.

I noticed that her qameez was lifted up a bit and her salwar was untied.

Her salwar was still in its position but because of her qameez, lifting up a bit, about one inch of her back flesh was visible.

The night lamp in the room was on but our store was totally dark except for the dim ray of light coming in from the side of curtain that Shakīlah Dåūd had lifted.

I slowly lifted my body and sat on the bed.

Shakīlah Dåūd was totally engrossed in what she was looking at so my gaze fell on her Musalmān body.

Her Musalmān body had that Musalmān girlish teenage tightness and in that pose, her figure was looking perfect.

That small V cut from her chest to her waist and then the tight expand of her buttocks were perfect too.

My Hindu body involuntarily started responding to the sight and my Uncut Hindu Cock started getting hard.

I opened my lower and loosened my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Then I also bent forward and slowly went towards the window side.

Shakīlah Dåūd was so engrossed in seeing out of the window that she did not even notice me and I sat by the other side of the window.

I looked into the room from the other corner of the window.

The first site that hit my eyes made me crazy.

I could see two big wide buttocks moving up and down.

The person was facing down with both the legs bent at knees and both the knees were wide apart resting on the floor.

In this pose, both the buttocks were spread and I could clearly see the asshole.

My eyes were riveted to the site when it dawned on me that I was looking at Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī’s Musalmān asshole.

Now I actually saw the full scene.

Her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, was lying on top of her Abbū and now I could see his small penis in the big folds of her Ammī’s Musalmān Choot.

Her Ammī was grinding her hips over her Abbū’s cut Musalmān Cock and desperately trying to take it within the depths of her extremely beautiful Musalmān hole.

This sight had made my hardening Uncut Hindu Cock still harder and it was jetting from within my thighs like a big pole.

it had swollen to such proportion as it had never done before.

Just then, I felt a soft hand on the shaft of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

My hand involuntarily went down and I caught hold of the hand on my Uncut Hindu Cock.

As I looked down, I saw that I was holding Shakīlah Dåūd’s hand.

We both slowly went back down towards our sleeping position but neither she was leaving my Uncut Hindu Cock nor I had stopped holding her hand over top of it.

As we slowly lay back side by side in excitement, I put my hand on Shakīlah Dåūd’s waist and pulled her towards me.

She didn’t resist and pushed her extremely beautiful Musalmān body against mine.

I then put both my arms around her shoulders and tightly embraced Shakīlah Dåūd.

I could see that in her virgin excitement she was clinging to my Hindu body.

Our faces were almost touching each other’s.

I placed my Hindu lips on Shakīlah Dåūd’s Musalmān lips.

For a moment, she was hesitant but then all resistance gave way and we both were kissing each other on the lips.

It seems that the scene in the next room had made her quite horny and excited, for she withdrew her lips and placed them near my ear.

Then in an excited voice, she said,

“Hāýé Durgesh, Ammī karwa rahi hain.”

I knew that in the loud noise of fans whispering would not be heard anywhere so I decided to be a bit naughty.

I placed my lips on her ear and asked her,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, Ammī kya karwa rahi hain?”

Shakīlah Dåūd simply banged her fist on my shoulder.

So I again whispered to her,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, Ammī karwa nahi rahi hai Ammī apnī marwa rahi hai.”

Now we were whispering to each other.

She said,

“Durgesh, Ammī ka sab dikh raha hai.”

I said,

“Haan Shakīlah Dåūd, ek hi baar mein Ammī ké Musalmān Koolhon ke beech ka aur jaanghon ke beech ka sab dikh gaya.”

She took her hand down again, held my Uncut Hindu Cock and said,

“Durgesh, Ammī kī dekh ke aapka poora khađā ho gaya thā.”

I said,

“Haan Shakīlah Dåūd, térī Ammī ké Musalmān Koolhon ké beech ka chhed Hāýé kitna mast hai.”

Now Shakīlah Dåūd was totally jealous.

She pulled up the bed sheets over our heads, held my head in her hands, placed her lips on my ear and whispered,

“Durgesh, mera chhed dekhoge to Ammī ka bhool jaoge.”

Her one comment made both of us dead serious.

Whole juvenile excitement was gone in one second and we simply held each other.

Then I took my hand down and started sliding her already open salwar down.

As I slowly started removing Shakīlah Dåūd’s clothes, she helped me.

When I had removed her salwar, we both sat up in the bed, she facing me.

She was sitting with her legs folded at knees and her smooth Musalmān thighs were visible.

I held Shakīlah Dåūd’s qameez at the bottom and started lifting it up.

She helped me and lifted her arms above her shoulders.

After I had removed her Qameez, I opened my shirt and removed it too.

She was not wearing any bra so I placed both my hands on her boobs and massaged them.

It seems Shakīlah Dåūd enjoyed talking dirty while doing all this.

She whispered in my ear,

“Hāýé Durgesh, aap mujhé nangī kar rahe ho.”

I was also out of control, so I whispered,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, tera chhed dekhna hai to tujhe nangī to karna hi hoga na.”

I then slowly held her panty from both sides and pulled it down.

I had done what every Hindu dreams of doing.

I had made Shakīlah Dåūd naked with my own hands.

I then pulled down my own lower and now we both were standing on our knees in front of each other.

My Uncut Hindu Cock was jetting from between my thighs and touching Shakīlah Dåūd’s Musalmān Cunt hairs.

I then placed both my hands on her shoulders and made Shakīlah Dåūd lay in front of me.

Now Shakīlah Dåūd was lying in front of me with her legs wide open.

I then bent forward and slowly lay on top of nangī Shakīlah Dåūd.

She had opened her thighs wide apart and her Musalmān Cunt-lips were stretched wide apart.

Since she was excited, her Musalmān Cunt hole was oozing with her Musalmān Cunt juice.

I took my hand down and held my Uncut Hindu Cock in my hand.

I placed my swollen Hindu knob on top of Shakīlah Dåūd’s Musalmān hole.

Then I slowly thrust my hips forward a bit so that the tip of my Uncut Hindu Cock was wedged in Shakīlah Dåūd’s Musalmān Cunt hole.

I placed both my hands on Shakīlah Dåūd’s shoulders and placed my mouth over top of her mouth.

Just then, the moaning from the other room got louder.

Her Ammī was moaning in excitement and whispering loudly.

We both could hear her.

Her Ammī was talking loudly,

“Hāýé, Shakīlah ké Abbū, zor se chodo na. Kyā haulé haulé chod rahé ho. Noonī mein dam nahīn hai?”

Hearing this, Shakīlah Dåūd widened her Musalmān thighs still further and I pushed my Uncut Hindu Cock in her Musalmān Choot.

I could feel a bit of resistance but I pushed my Uncut Hindu Cock inside the Musalmān Cunt.

The slimy passage of Shakīlah Dåūd’s Musalmān Cunt opened up and my Uncut Hindu Cock went in.

I knew that I had deflowered Shakīlah Dåūd, when she bit me on my shoulder.

I left her shoulders, pushed my hands under her body and held her tightly.

Then I whispered in her ear,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, teri Musalmān Choot ki seal toot gai hai.”

She replied,

“Kya Durgesh?”

I said,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, ab too kunvari nahīn rah gaī. Ab too chud gai hai.”

Shakīlah Dåūd was holding me and she whispered,

“Durgesh, meri Musalmān Choot thođī dard kar rahi hai.”

I said,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, thahar, tujhé excite karké chodta hoon.”

Just then we heard her Ammī’s, Naåīmah Sultān’s voice.

She was coaxing Shakīlah Dåūd’s Abbū to fuck her nicely,

” Hāýé Shakīlah ké Abbū, meri Musalmān Choot mein zor se pélo.”

We were excited just by hearing this.

I started slowly fucking Shakīlah Dåūd and she also started oozing juices from her Musalmān Cunt.

By now, Shakīlah Dåūd was also getting into the act.

She whispered to me,

“Durgesh, lagta hai Ammī kī chud nahīn rahi hai ŧhīk sé. Aapka Uncut Hindu Lund chāhiyé Ammī ko.”

I replied,

“Hāýé, ŧhahar jā, Sālī! Pahle tujhé chod loon, phir térī Ammī ko chod ké ŧhandi karoonga.”

Now I was fucking Shakīlah Dåūd with my full Hindu force.

I knew that in the other room her Ammī was not being fucked properly.

We both were enjoying our fuck properly so I whispered in Shakīlah Dåūd’s ear,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, térī Ammī ŧheek sé chud nahīn rahi hai. Téré Abbū kī jagah agar main hota to aesā chodta térī Ammī ko, ki phir kabhī méré atirikt kisī aur sé hargiz nahīn chudvātī.”

Shakīlah Dåūd iŧhlā kar bolī,

“Achchhā, achchhā, chalo, zyādah bano mat. Pahlé mujhé to chod lo. Phir mérī Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, ko bhī chod lénā.”

I bit Shakīlah Dåūd on her cheek and said,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, mera man karta hai ki térī Ammī ki chudai kar doon ŧheek sé.”

Shakīlah Dåūd winked at me, and laughed.

Now, we both wanted to enjoy our fucking.

So, we started fucking in earnest and soon we were totally engrossed, I in fucking Shakīlah Dåūd and she in getting fucked by me.

After I had fucked Shakīlah Dåūd, thoroughly, she lay down quietly and I discharged my Hindu sperm inside Shakīlah Dåūd’s Musalmān Cunt.

After that, we both lay down quietly in each other’s arms.

We both knew that her Ammī had not been fucked properly that day.

Her Abbū, Dåūd Sheikħ, was snoring and her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, lay there quietly.

Anyway, after that day Shakīlah Dåūd and I used to fuck regularly.

Then one day her Abbū, Dåūd Sheikħ, went on a long tour.

It was the fifth night that he had gone.

Previous day I and Shakīlah Dåūd had enjoyed sex.

On that night also, by twelve thirty, I had fucked Shakīlah Dåūd, also in her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass once and now she was sleeping nicely in the bed under me.

I felt like pissing and got out of the bed.

I had to cross our living room where Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, was sleeping on the mattress on the floor.

Today she was sleeping alone.

Her Ammī was lying on her stomach and a bed sheet was covering her body.

I glanced at her and went inside the bathroom.

I took out my Uncut Hindu Cock for pissing.

As I held my Uncut Hindu Cock in my hand, I thought that it could satisfy her Ammī Naåīmah Sultān too.

But I started pissing.

After that, I turned around and walked towards my storeroom.

But as I reached the centre of living room, a different sight greeted me.

Her Ammī was lying in the same position but now her qameez was lifted up to her back and her salwar was down up to her knees.

Now I knew that her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, was trying to show me her buttocks and trying to entice me.

What else could Naåīmah Sultān do?

It was her Musalmān body’s natural demand, and her Musalmān husband was unable to quench it.

She had to offer herself to someone else.

On the easy availability ground, I was her natural option.

I simply went behind and quietly stood near her feet.

I knew that Naåīmah Sultān was awake and waited for her to make the next move.

After some time her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, slowly opened her legs a bit more.

Then she slowly lifted her extremely beautiful Musalmān buttocks up.

Now I knew that Naåīmah Sultān was trying to show me her Musalmān Choot.

In that pose, Ammī Naåīmah Sultan’s Musalmān Choot was open for my sight.

Now I also lowered my lower and took out my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I held my Uncut Hindu Cock in my hand and looked at Ammī Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān Choot.

Then I went ahead and sat in between Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s open thighs.

Night lamp was burning.

Naåīmah Sultān slowly turned her face behind and looked at me.

I was sitting in between her open thighs holding my Uncut Hindu Lund.

I first looked at Ammī Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān Choot and then looking at her face, I said,

“Ammī, poori chowđī kar ke let jao.”

Lying in that position, Naåīmah Sultān widened her thighs and opened her Musalmān Cunt wide for me.

Now was the time.

I was going to fuck Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī too, after fucking Shakīlah Dåūd.

I was really excited and my Uncut Hindu Lund was swollen.

Naåīmah Sultān slowly looked back and whispered in immense helplessness,

“Durgesh Béŧé, téré Abbū sé kuchh nahīn karté bantā. Apnā Uncut Hindu Lund méré andar daal.”

I sat down between Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān thighs properly and held my Uncut Hindu Cock in one hand.

Then I placed the tip of my Uncut Hindu Cock on Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān Cunt.

With a little pressure, I inserted my Uncut Hindu Lund inside Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān Choot.

Finally, I was going to fuck Shakīlah Dåūd’s own Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, too.

I looked down, her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān; was in kneeling position in front of me.

Her Musalmān thighs were wide apart, her Musalmān buttocks were spread out, my Uncut Hindu Cock was inside her Musalmān Cunt and I was looking directly at Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s extremely beautiful Musalmān asshole.

I placed both my hands on Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān buttocks and massaged her buttocks.

Then I took my hands up, held her waist in both my Hindu hands and with one push of my buttocks pushed the whole length of my Uncut Hindu Cock in Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān Choot.

Now her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was getting excited and just like the other night started saying dirty things.

Only difference was that last time she was saying,

“Shakīlah ké Abbū, mérī Musalmān Choot mein pélo.” And this time, she was saying “Durgesh, mérī Musalmān Choot mein apnā Uncut Hindu Lund pél. Mujhé chod.”

As I was standing on my knees and her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was kneeling in front of me I was not enjoying the fuck fully.

Now I wanted that Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, should lie under me naked, I would lie on top of her naked Musalmān body and fuck her.

I slowly bent forward and put my whole weight on Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s back.

Now her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān slowly stretchhed her legs behind her and with my Uncut Hindu Cock still in her Musalmān Choot she lay down underneath me.

I also stretchhed my arms and caught Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s hands in my hand.

Then I pushed my fingers through her fingers and down below increased pressure from my buttocks, so that my tummy was pressing against her Musalmān Buttocks.

My Uncut Hindu Lund went still inside her Musalmān Choot.

I had wanted to fuck her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān and now I was doing it in full glory.

My Uncut Hindu Cock was like a rod and Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was also enjoying my fucking very much.

I asked her,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, Sālī, chud rahi hai na ab ŧheek se?”

She said,

“Durgesh, bahut lutf aa raha hai. Lékin too mera chumban le le ke mujhé chod, mérī jān! Méré Hindu Piya!”

Now I wanted to make her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān naked.

I said to her,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, Sālī, too poori nangī ho jā. Musalmān åurat ko nangī kar ke chodné mein Hindu purush ko zyādah lutf aata hai.”

Then I pulled my long Uncut Hindu Cock from her Musalmān Cunt and sat down besides her.

Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, slowly rolled over and now she was facing me.

She said,

“Nangī ho jauoon kya?”

I replied,

“Haan, mujhsé chudne ka pūrā pūrā lutf lena hai to poori nangī ho ke leŧ jaao.”

Then Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān also sat down, held her qameez in both her hands and slowly pulled it over her head.

She was not wearing any bra so in one shot her upper torso was naked.

I was looking at Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s mast Musalmān boobs.

Then she removed her salwar and undies and was sitting in front of me fully naked.

I looked at Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s naked Musalmān body and my Uncut Hindu Cock started tightening again.

Her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān looked between my thighs at my Uncut Hindu Cock and said,

“Kya Durgesh, apnī hone wali Musalmān bīvī kī Musalmān Ammī ko poorī nangī dekh ké tera Uncut Hindu Lund khađā ho gaya hai?”

I slowly stretchhed my hand and placed it on top of Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān breasts.

Naåīmah Sultān also brought her hand forward and caught hold of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Holding my Uncut Hindu Cock in her hand she said,

“Durgesh, béŧā, tera Uncut Hindu Lund bhaari hai , sach, main teri Sāsū Ammī hoon, lékin térā Uncut Hindu Lund dekh ké meri Musalmān Choot mein paani aa jaata hai. Kyā lund hai térā, méré béŧé!”

I bent forward, kissed Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān,on the lips and said,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, too apni chiknī Musalmān jaanghen khol ké apnī Musalmān Choot khol diya kar. Mérā Uncut Hindu Lund teri Musalmān Choot ké andar ghusné ké liyé haméshah khađā rahega.”

Then I pushed Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, on to the floor and climbed on top of her.

Within no time I was fucking her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān again.

That night I fucked her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, for whole rest of the night.

Many times I discharged my hh sperm in Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān womb.

When I climbed down from her her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was lying with her legs spread wide apart and her Musalmān Cunt hole was fully loose.

After some time Naåīmah Sultān said that she wanted to pee.

After some time we went back to the room.

Naåīmah Sultān wanted me to go to my bed but I lay down by her side.

I then put my hand on her Musalmān Cunt and started fondling it.

Then we started chatting.

I asked her,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, sex to bahut log karte hain per Ammī béŧé ka sex nahīn hota hoga na?”

Naåīmah Sultān said,

“Are nahīn, tujhé pata nahīn hai. Hāthī ké dānt khāné ké aur, dikhāné ké aur. Shauhar jab boođhā ho jātā hai, ussé kuchh karté nahīn bantā, tab tak béŧā javān ho jātā hai, aur vohī us vaqt kaam aata hai. apne mohalle mein teen chaar ghar to main hi jaanti hoon jahan raat ko Ammī béŧé nange ho ke sote hain.”

I then said,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, pata hai Ammī béŧé ke sex ko English mein incest kahte hain.”

Naåīmah Sultān replied,

“Dékh, kya kahte hain main to jaanti nahi hoon. Lekin haan itna jaanti hoon ki béŧé ka Uncut Hindu Lund lene mein zyādah mazā aata hai.”

Now her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was slowly getting excited again.

She slowly shifted towards the wall and sat with her back towards the wall.

Then she spread her thighs and looked at me.

I was directly looking at her.

She lifted her buttocks, pushed her Musalmān Cunt towards me and said,

“Mera chhed dekh.”

I shifted towards her and looked between her thighs.

I looked at her and said,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, apni Musalmān Choot poori khol de.”

She widened her Musalmān thighs still further and now her extremely beautiful Musalmān hole was open to my Hindu gaze.

Then she motioned me to come near her.

I went and sat near her.

She Put her arm around my shoulder and pulled me near her.

Then she asked me,

“Durgesh Béŧé, mérī béŧī, Shakīlah Dåūd, ka Musalmān chhed bhi taiyaar ho gya hai.”

I looked at her and said,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, maine chod dala hai Shakīlah Dåūd ko.”

Naåīmah Sultān Whispered,

” Hāýé too to donon Ammī béŧī ké saath maze looŧ rahā hai.Poorā Hindu hai Kambakħt. “

I asked her,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, Shakīlah Dåūd ko bhi bulāoon?”

Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was a bit hesitant.

She said,

” Hāýé Allah, Shakīlah Dåūd abhi chhoŧī hai. main poori åurat hoon. Åurat ke saath bachchī ko biŧhāýégā?”

I replied,

“Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, Shakīlah Dåūd poori åurat ho gai hai. poora Uncut Hindu Lund leti hai. aur ab to apnī Musalmān gānđ bhi marā létī hai mujhsé.”

I caught hold of her wrist and pulled her up,

“Chal humāré bistar pe aa ja.”

As we went inside the store room I saw Shakīlah Dåūd suddenly pulling the bedsheets over her body.

I knew that she had seen our fucking and was naked.

Naåīmah Sultān was behind me.

I pulled her into the room and with one hand pulled Shakīlah Dåūd’s bed sheet.

I sat down besides Shakīlah Dåūd and pulled her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, into the bed with us.

Now we all were sitting naked in the same bed.

I put my arms around both of them and pulled them near me,

“Achchha, ab tum donon sharmao mat.” I told them.

Both of them had their heads on my two shoulders.

Slowly, Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, without seeing, took her hand towards my Uncut Hindu Cock and at the same time Shakīlah Dåūd also took her hand towards my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Their hands simultaneously touched my Uncut Hindu Cock and each other’s hands.

Shakīlah Dåūd looked down and said to Naåīmah Sultān,

“Ammī, tum pakađ lo. main neeche balls pakađtī hoon.”

Now Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, looked up towards Shakīlah Dåūd and said,

“Dekh Shakīlah, hum donon Durgesh sé chudvātī hain is sé to ab sharmana kyā?”

Then Ammī Naåīmah Sultān said,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, meri taraf dekh.”

Shakīlah Dåūd looked up and looked into Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s eyes.

Ammī asked,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, tujhé Durgesh ka pasand hai?”

Shakīlah Dåūd replied,

“Ammī, Durgesh sach mein mujhé neeche le ke poori ŧhandī kar ké hi utarte hain.”

Ammī Naåīmah Sultān smiled, and said,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, mujhe pata hai tera Durgesh kaise chodta hai. Téré Abbū sé to bahut bahut achchha chodta hai.”

Naåīmah Sultān now asked me “Durgesh, dikhā na, koī porn kitab rakhi hai kya?”

I put my hand under the mattress and pulled out a porn book.

Naåīmah Sultān switched on the night lamp and kept the book on the bed.

I and Shakīlah Dåūd lay down besides her.

Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, slowly looked at me and asked,

“Koī bhai behen ya Ammī béŧé ki chudai ki kahani hai kya?”

I looked at Shakīlah Dåūd and said,

” Shakīlah Dåūd, Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, ko dikha na.”

Now both Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān and béŧī, Shakīlah Dåūd, were laying on their stomachs and they both were naked.

I went behind them and looked at their lovely Musalmān Buttocks.

Shakīlah Dåūd was showing the story about Ammī son fucking to her Ammī Naåīmah Sultān.

I slowly lay down on top of Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s naked back.

Now my Uncut Hindu Cock was between her extremely beautiful Musalmān buttocks.

Her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān was reading the book laying down and her shoulders were up.

Her boobs were hanging down.

I caught hold of her boobs.

Then I slowly put my hand down, with one hand opened Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān buttocks, and placed the knob of my Uncut Hindu Cock on her Musalmān asshole.

“Shakīlah Dåūd, dekh is kahani mein kaise lađkā apni Ammī ko nangī kar raha hai.” Ammī told Shakīlah Dåūd excitedly about the story.

Meanwhile, I took some cream on my fingers, took my hand down and lubricated Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān asshole.

Shakīlah Dåūd didn’t know what I was doing down below but her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, was silently assisting me.

“Ammī, dekho, ladka kaise apni Ammī ke chhed pe teil laga raha hai.”

“To kya Ammī ki sookhī lega?” Ammī replied.

Now I slowly applied pressure from my hips and let my Uncut Hindu Lund press over Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s extremely beautiful Musalmān gaand.

Her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān loosened up her Musalmān buttocks a bit and now my Uncut Hindu Cock tip was pressing Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s sphincter muscles.

Both Naåīmah Sultān and Shakīlah Dåūd were reading the story very excitedly.

Shakīlah Dåūd said,

” Hāýé Ammī, kahani mein kaise gande gande words likhe hain.”

Ammī explained,

“Shakīlah Dåūd, jab Hindu purush aur Musalmān åurat mast ho ké chudāī karté hain, hain to gandi gandi baat karne mein bhī mazza aata hai.”

I again put my hands through Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s shoulders and caught hold of her boobs.

At the same time I could feel Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān’s Musalmān asshole opening up.

My Uncut Hindu Cock was slowly going inside her Musalmān ass.

She, laying in the same position, slowly opened her legs a bit.

As Shakīlah Dåūd turned the page they saw a photograph with a caption “Lađké kā Uncut Hindu Lund Ammī kī Musalmān Choot mein.”

And the photograph showed a small boy with his Uncut Hindu Cock in the Musalmān Cunt of a big mature Musalmān lady.

Her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, on seeing the photo got excited and pushed her Musalmān buttocks back.

As a result, my Uncut Hindu Cock went fully inside her Musalmān ass-hole.

As soon as my Uncut Hindu Cock was fully in, Naåīmah Sultān tightened her Musalmān hole to acknowledge my Hindu feat.

Now I had taken Shakīlah Dåūd’s Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān,under my Hindu thighs and my Uncut Hindu Cock was fully inside her Musalmān ass-hole.

This was enough excitement for me and I started fucking her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, in her Musalmān back hole.

As I pushed my buttocks up and down and started pumping, my Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of her Musalmān ass, Shakīlah Dåūd noticed for the first time what was going on down there.

She looked down and didn’t say one word.

She just took her hand down below and slowly inserted it between my Hindu thighs and her Ammī ’s Musalmān buttocks.

She then touched my Uncut Hindu Cock, stretched her fingers and touched her Ammī’s stretched Musalmān asshole with my Uncut Hindu Cock in it.

She slowly ran her finger around my Uncut Hindu Cock and also touched the circumference of her Ammī ’s Musalmān ass, where my Uncut Hindu Cock had stretched it.

A look of incredulity came on her face.

She turned, looked towards her Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, and said,

” Hāýé Ammī, Durgesh ke Uncut Hindu Lund ne to aapki Musalmān gānđ poori chauđī kar di hai.”

Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, widened her thighs, widened her Musalmān buttocks, turned her face back and said to me,

“Le Durgesh béŧé, Sāsū Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, ki Musalmān gānđ ke chhed mein apnā poora Uncut Hindu Lund daal de.”

Shakīlah Dåūd sat down and went behind between our thighs.

Suddenly she got up and switched on the light.

Then she looked back at us.

Shakīlah Dåūd said,

” Hāýé, Saali kya mast chudāī chal rahi hai.”

Then again she came back and sat down between our thighs.

Then she touched my Uncut Hindu Lund a bit outside and said,

“Durgesh, thođā sa baahar hai. poora Ammī ki Musalmān gānđ mein pél do.”

Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān; opened her Musalmān thighs further, arched her back, pushed her Musalmān buttocks back and took my full Uncut Hindu Cock in.

Suddenly Naåīmah Sultān looked back and said,

“Durgesh Béŧé, apnā Uncut Hindu Lund ab mérī Musalmān gānđ sé nikaal ké mérī Musalmān Choot mein ghuséđ de.”

Suddenly Shakīlah Dåūd went out to the cupboard and took out our camera.

She came back with it and stood by the bed with flash on the camera.

Ammī’s, Naåīmah Sultān’s extremely beautiful Musalmān face took an animal excitement, and she turned her face towards the camera.

She took my Hindu hand, placed it on her Musalmān boobs and said,

“Le Shakīlah Dåūd, mérī chudāī ki photo le.”

As Shakīlah Dåūd started clicking Ammī, Naåīmah Sultān, gave her sexy shots.

After some time I pulled my Uncut Hindu Cock out of her hole and made her sit on her knees.

Then I made her bend forward so that she was bent with her Musalmān buttocks high in the air.

Now her Musalmān ass hole was fully wide open.

Really her Musalmān ass hole was looking lovely in between her big wide Musalmān Buttocks.

I fucked them both continuously one by one.

How long?

Hell, who cares?

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

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The most memorable Eidī of her life

Durgesh — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 17:40:27 +0000

The most memorable Eidī of her life

This happened when I was around 19 yrs and my maternal cousin, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was around 17 yrs.

I was very much normal until the time when she reached puberty.

But after she was matured at 16yrs of her age, her body structure changed and I started seeing her as a fully matured Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl.

She had a great Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body with tight tits and lean waist.

She was fair and had long hair.

She had strong thighs as if she was an athlete.

I used to watch her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān beauty without noticed by anyone at home.

And my feelings towards her grew day by day.

After her puberty, we were never same, as we never spoke as before and moved as before.

There was a gap between my maternal cousin, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd, and me and I missed her so much.

And it happened on an Eidul Fitr festival that all my family members went to ijtimah in the morning.

I didn’t expect anything to happen that day so I was watching tv in my room, which was on the first floor.

Their house was a flat independent house and with only one room on the terrace.

That was a guest room actually, my room now.

So I thought everyone went to ijtimah.

I started seeing some blue films.

All of the sudden I heard a knock at the door, and I opened it.

To my pleasant surprise, it was my maternal cousin, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd.

She just had a head bath, as it was a festival day and was still in casual dress, as she didn’t dry her hair yet.

She was wearing a tight t-shirt and a short skirt, actually a College skirt that she wore as a casual wear.

I was shocked and asked her why she didn’t go to the ijtimah.

She said that she had some work.

But I understood, actually she was in menstrual period so her Ammī didn’t take her.

Then I switched on the tv, and disconnected the plug of DVD player.

I started watching an old Film sitting on the sofa opposite to the tv.

I was facing the tv.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd came and sat beside me.

To my surprise , she was sitting perpendicular to me by placing her legs over my lap and resting her head on the arm rest of the sofa.

Her face was facing towards TV.

I was totally lost at this moment.

I was able to see her soft and shiny legs and Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

The skirt was so short that I was able to see her panty, if I slightly bend a bit.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was moving her legs on my lap wide and narrow, which made me to smell the aroma from her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I was totally in a locked position.

I never felt this before when she used to do that some years ago, but as I started seeing her sexually, I became erotic.

I stared at her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs, curvy Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body, sexy Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs and also her panty which was red in color.

She was very much aware of my position but didn’t stop.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd slowly moved her legs all over my Hindu thighs.

My Uncut Hindu Dick was feeling her naughty Saåūdī Årab Musalmān movements.

I had an immediate hard on, and Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was also aware of that.

She smiled to herself and pretended as if she knew nothing.

Now it happened for 10 minutes then before I could take any initiative, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd started quarrelling with me, by asking me to change the channel.

I had the remote.

I told her that I would not change.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd giggled.

She did all that girlish stuff by moving her legs front and back which still worsened the situation.

I was uncontrollable.

Her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs were drawing my hands towards them.

Ultimately, I told her what she was doing, was not right.

I told her that placing her legs over me was not right, as I was her brother.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was least bothered and also stubborn at the same time.

She said she didn’t bother about me being her brother.

By saying that she also lifted her right leg so as to place it over my head, and said,

“So Mr. Durgesh, if I should not place my legs over your lap, can I put them on your head?”

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was being so childish, but as she lifted her legs, I was able to see her tight panty, which was a bit wet as she just took bath and also the aroma was unforgettable.

Then I decided to do something.

I switched the channel to mtv, her favorite.

My room was totally dark even in the daylight as I closed all the windows and curtains.

Some pop number, with flashing lights, was on the TV now.

I was staring at her thighs and tight Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs under the reflection of those lights.

My Uncut Hindu Dick was still hard, and this time I dared and placed my hands over her thighs as if I did it casually.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd didn’t bother.

slowly I moved my hand over her legs and started rubbing them.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd gave me a proud glance without any smile.

I didn’t stop.

Now I moved my hands slowly onto her upper parts of the thigh, passing my hand under her skirt.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd jerked, pulled her legs towards her, and said,

“What are you doing, brother? I am your maternal cousin, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd.”

I smiled,

“You said you don’t bother me being your brother. I don’t bother too, nor care if you’re my maternal cousin, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd.”

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd thought for a moment and slowly placed her legs again back on my lap, this time giving me access to her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān crotch.

I placed my hands under her skirt and massaged all over her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

Slowly, I pulled the elastic of her panty, passed my fingers into the panty, just to feel her soft hairy Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I rubbed my finger over her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy and inserted it into the Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was so stubborn that she didn’t even show any feelings but just kept staring at the TV.

I was intimate and was about to kiss the thighs then she said, not to do that.

To my luck, there was a sudden power cut, and the room became dark just some dim sunlight at a corner.

Now I was absolutely uncontrollable, as I was waiting from 25 minutes to have her.

I pulled her down holding her legs.

I pulled down her panty and immediately placed a kiss on her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy tightly.

I was kneeling on the sofa and Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was lying on the sofa, with her legs spread wide and my head on her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I started kissing her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt vigorously.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was now holding my head and started moaning.

She was giggling, as I kissed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

That was the best part of her.

Then I removed her t-shirt just to see her bare tits flashed out bouncing.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd told me she didn’t wear a bra as she came directly from the bathroom.

I kissed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs hard one after the other.

While doing this, I rubbed her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Clitoris with my right hand finger.

She was going mad with this treatment.

Then Al Ħadas Al Waħīd started removing my pant.

While removing, she was continuously smooching me.

Now came the time.

I made her nude and also became nude.

My hard Uncut Hindu Dick was straight and strong.

I inserted it into her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt slowly, and Al Ħadas Al Waħīd started moaning.

Nothing came into my mind while I was doing that except, that I was fucking a 17yr super hot Saåūdī Årab Musalmān virgin.

I was cautious, as her cries would be heard by someone.

But to my luck again, the power came back and there was a fast number on the TV with full volume.

Now I didn’t stop for a moment.

I pumped my hard Uncut Hindu Dick in and out of her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd cried and screamed loudly but music made the noise neutral.

I was kissing her while fucking and Al Ħadas Al Waħīd was moving backward as she was not able to resist my powerful Hindu thrusts.

I caught her waist tightly and pounded my huge Uncut Hindu Penis deeper and deeper into her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd cried for some time and then started enjoying it.

This all happened in a span of one hour.

After that, I fucked Al Ħadas Al Waħīd in different positions, until it was the time when her family members were possible to return.

When we were done, we took shower together in my bathroom, and after that, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd went downstairs as her family members came back.

Even I dressed up traditionally for the festival.

Then her Ammī came to me.

She came as she required some thing from my room, and while leaving she said,

“Durgesh, where is your present? Al Ħadas Al Waħīd is waiting to receive her Eidī.”

I smiled, as just one hour ago, I fucked her like a bitch and now I had to give her an Eidī.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd came after few minutes.

She was in a beautiful blue saree, which made her look much more sexy as she was fair enough to contrast the blue saree.

I sat on the sofa and said,

“Al Ħadas Al Waħīd, I haven’t anything to give you as your Eidī.”

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd smiled.

She locked the door and said,

“Ok, then what do you want?”

I was about to answer her then she replied,

“I know what you need.”

Saying this she came close towards me and lifted her saree.

Now her bare Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy was right in front of me as I was sitting.

She forced my head towards her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I started kissing her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy again, and had an immediate hard on.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd pulled my lower down to feel my Uncut Hindu Dick.

She caught my Uncut Hindu Dick, rubbed it for a while and said,

“Now, it’s ok.”

Saying this, Al Ħadas Al Waħīd laid on the sofa with her legs spread wide, and said,

“Durgesh darling, c’mon, let’s do it now once again.”

I jumped over her and fucked her again hard to the core.

I was fucking Al Ħadas Al Waħīd so vigorously that some of her bangles which she wore for matching the saree broke into pieces.

After a while, I noticed that she cummed, as the extra liquid made my Uncut Hindu Dick easily dig her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

While I was still fucking Al Ħadas Al Waħīd, she asked,

“Where is my Eidī?”

I asked her to wait for a moment.

When I was about to cum, I exploded inside her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt deepest.

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd found it a bit difficult to receive such a huge amount of my Hindu semen into her newly invaded Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

It filled her womb to the limit and even flowing now out of her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

I kissed her,

“It’s your Eidī, darling.”

Al Ħadas Al Waħīd smiled and kissed me back,

“It is the most memorable Eidī of my life.”

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Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

Durgesh — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 14:23:17 +0000

Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

All this happened a year ago.

My name is Saiyadah Sājidah Sheikħ.

I am 46 and my son, Durgesh, is 26 now.

It never is supposed to happen but it just happened.

To be frank, I am a sex-craving Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman.

I always wanted sex and more of it often.

I am married to my husband for 26 years now and I can say we were hot on bed a lot of those years.

My husband is still hot even to this day but for the past few years, sex has become a scarce activity in our lives.

This started to take toll on me as I was getting hornier but my dear hubby did not have time to take-care of my heat.

A typical traditional Musalmān he was, always refusing the sexual needs of his wife, and taking her always for granted.

So I started seeking Hindu men who would take care of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān female passion between my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān legs.

All this continued till the day my son came home.

My son Durgesh left for India, as he was not my real son, but the son of my close friend, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr. Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb.

My husband had managed with his Hindu bahnoī, Vishvās Shakr Mānav, to tell all our acquaintances that Durgesh was my son from him.

My husband, actually, lacked the capacity to give any woman a son.

Durgesh was coming back for good.

I was seeing him after 3 years so I was very excited.

I picked him up at the airport on a Friday.

When I saw him for the first time coming out of the airport I could not wait any longer and hugged him tight with a lot of affection.

Durgesh also hugged me close to him but the thing happened after few seconds startled me.

When Durgesh hugged me, he caressed my back that is pretty normal, but slowly pushed his right hand around my back and underneath the armpit and squeezed the side of my breasts.

I was startled a bit and thought probably it’s just an un-anticipated gesture, as Durgesh didn’t show any facial expression.

I released myself and we walked towards our car.

Throughout our journey, Durgesh kept talking about his entire stuff sitting beside me in the car seeming as innocent as my beloved son.

Our rest of the day went extremely well and I never had another gesture from Durgesh.

His ‘Abbū’ came in the evening and we kept talking as I prepared the dinner.

After the dinner, Durgesh told us more about his stories and showed us all the gifts he bought for us.

While opening the gifts Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ went to the toilet and Durgesh suddenly gave me the packet, he’s been saving telling it for me.

As I opened it, I saw few pairs of very expensive Lingerie.

I asked him who is it for expecting to get a name but instead he said they are for me.

I was flattered but disgusted at the same time, as we Ammīs in Saåūdī Årabia, and in India even; never expect to get their underwear from their sons.

After his ‘Abbū’ came, I showed them to him and every time he asked who are they for he never replied.

That was my second indication that something is going on in Durgesh’s mind.

We went to bed about 11pm that night and we arranged Durgesh’s bed in his room as usual.

But Durgesh insisted that he would sleep with us.

First Durgesh slept by his ‘Abbū’’s side but it didn’t take long before his ‘Abbū’ told him to sleep by my side as he is finding it hard to move around.

Since I am smaller than both are, they were ready to use me as meat in the sandwich.

I first hesitated a bit but had to give in.

So Durgesh slept to my right and his ‘Abbū’ to my left.

As I was nervous, I turned towards my hubby and slept close to him.

It was all well until Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ started snoring.

Durgesh turned towards me and after a while, I felt his hand come on to me.

And even a while after that, he tilted towards and rested his whole body on my back.

I was a bit nervous anticipating what he was going to do as I felt his whole Hindu body lining up along my back…his chest against my back…. His stomach along my lower back, and his legs along mine.

The whole thing became erotic when he moved up his Hindu crotch against my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass and did a few strokes of simulated fuck against my ass rubbing his Hindu erection against my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks.

I got startled and immediately moved back to lie on my back as Durgesh also moved along with me.

The movement woke up my husband as he stopped snoring and adjusted himself to get back to sleep.

Durgesh though never moved until he heard the snore of his ‘Abbū’.

By now I figured out Durgesh is hitting on me, his own Ammī.

But the incident did not madden me.

Allah!

What a woman I was!

What a Musalmān woman I was!

My Musalmān husband was also sleeping there, yet— Allah, mérī taubah! Allah, mérī taubah!

It has been two weeks I ever had sex.

Allah, what a coincidence!

Wasn’t it?

Besides, I would have enjoyed somebody like him fucking me while my husband is sleeping by my side if he wasn’t my own son.

Now I was in a state of shock YET also feeling erotic.

These mixed feelings tipped completely into horny side as my beloved Hindu son, Durgesh, put his hand on my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān crotch parting all the entanglements of my saree.

He started fingering me.

Allah, mérī taubah!

After a while, Durgesh stopped and moved his hand up to caress his dear old Ammī’s beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.

By now, I was very high on horny side and could not stop Durgesh.

I had probably started enjoying what my son was doing to me.

Durgesh continued his activities until he suddenly stopped as I got to the point of my climax.

He then immediately turned the other way and then dozed off.

It was very frustrating for me.

I was furious but I could not do anything.

I had to get up and go to the bathroom to relieve myself.

The next morning Durgesh was a normal son again and never hinted me.

On the other hand, I felt a bit shy and avoided him touching me.

Durgesh never touched me either.

But in the night, Durgesh is back by my side and onto my body as soon as his ‘Abbū’ hit the snore track.

This time he went far to open my blouse and caress my naked Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.

He even lifted my saree and petticoat to caress my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mound and my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs.

I thought he would finger-fuck me but he didn’t and as usual he left me unfinished feeling very horny.

The next morning he was back again playing a good son.

But my feeling for him started changing as I started visualizing Durgesh fucking me.

The idea of my own son hitting on me took my feelings of perversity to a new height and made me anxious to what will happen next.

Imagine!

I was never angry.

Sorry!

I was not only angry, but also even furious at him.

But, for NOT what he was doing to me.

Instead, for what he was NOT doing to me.

The more I think about it the more I enjoyed it rather loathing it.
Since I was sure that Durgesh would come onto me that night too, I changed into something comfortable wearing a nightgown so that he would have access to ‘my parts’ of ‘his’ Hindu interest.

But my husband compelled me to change back to the saree saying, ’sharm kar! Tumhara bachaa tumhare paas so raha hai aur tum gown pehnogi?”

‘Little did he know?!?’

Apart from this nightly event, between my son, and me we three had an excellent weekend.

That night we went to bed early, as Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ had to get up early for work.

So we had more time to play around.

That night Durgesh opened every button on my blouse and also released the saree and petticoat.

He didn’t whisk the garment below my crotch but he didn’t have to.

He got access to my already dripping Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy through the side of my petty coat, as I was in the anticipating mode he entering his fingers into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

The first action of my son fucking me.

Not with his manhood but with his fingers.

I felt I am married again.

Married to my son!

I couldn’t feel anything but ecstatic as my son, Durgesh, finger-fucked me to climax.

After I climaxed I was anticipating that Durgesh would fuck me and was ready for it but instead he went back to sleep.

I have to tell you that by now I was more a wanton for Durgesh’s Hindu manhood than feeling guilty.

By now, I had also realized it could be Durgesh’s sinister Hindu plan to get me to fuck him.

But instead of feeling disgusted about it, I felt great seeing what he had to go through to get his old Ammī to his bed.

I felt lucky to be my own son’s, great Durgesh’s; bed partner.

I thought I passed the age of being an object of lust.

But little did I know my own son, the great Durgesh, Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties, Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam, had hots for me.

I started being more affectionate to him than hating him for his Hindu lust for me.

I had a good sleep that night only to be woken up by my hubby getting ready for his work.

I got up, set my saree and blouse thinking about last night’s happenings as I looked at Durgesh sleeping away as innocent.

I got the breakfast ready for Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ as he finished dressing and had his breakfast.

Another 15 minutes passed by and my hubby left for work.

After I bid goodbye to him I went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and as walked in I was shocked.

There was Durgesh standing just beside the door and completely naked.

Before I could get out of my shock, Durgesh grabbed me and gave me a big kiss on the lips pinning me to the wall and before I could think of anything Durgesh’s hands were all over my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body.

Then all of a sudden, he caught hold of the loose end of my saree and pulled it forcefully.

His force didn’t give me a chance to catch my saree and on the other hand ended up losing all the tight entangles as the saree fell around me leaving me with my blouse and petticoat.

Suddenly a rape scene in the movies flashed before my eyes as villains pull off the girl’s saree and she pleads to them ‘chhođ do mujhé’.

In my case, the villain is my son raping his own Ammī and even though I was a bit scared, I really didn’t want to plead him to leave me.

I guess most part of me wanted to enjoy Durgesh raping me.

Then Durgesh came near me, tore the hooks of my front-open blouse and opened my petticoat while kissing me.

It’s all happening and neither he nor me uttered a single word.

After Durgesh got me naked he took me to our bedroom, threw me on the bed, pressed himself onto me, parted my legs and guided his Uncut Hindu Lund into my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Choot.

That’s when I took a gasp and some air.

Gasp because Durgesh penetrated me for the first time and air because he came onto me like a hound in heat and I don’t know when I took my last breath.

My heart was pounding like a racehorse.

But the outcome was what we both wanted…naked on bed and Durgesh was fucking me.

As if it was a muhurtam, Durgesh stopped after he entered me.

We lay there on the bed unmoved with the ultimate union an Ammī and son could have.

I could see Durgesh’s face glowing with his Hindu pride, the pride that comes with a conquest, the pride of conquering his Ammī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

After a while, Durgesh slowly pulled out his Uncut Hindu Dick out of me and thrust back into it.

Then he started his act of fucking his own Ammī.

He stayed very very long, incredibly, entire six hours, before he emptied his Hindu cum into me.

Allah, mérī taubah!

Allah Allah Måshā Allah!

Subħān Allah!

I could feel his Uncut Hindu Dick spurting his thick Hindu wad into me, ultimately.

Even though I have been fucked by many Hindu men, apart from my husband, I have never ever felt this good.

Possibly because it is my own son who is bonking me.

After Durgesh emptied his Hindu cum in me, finally he spoke saying,

“I love you Ammī!”

I couldn’t say anything but to answer him saying,

“I love you too! Son!”

After the incident, I accepted Durgesh as my new Hindu lover.

I stopped going to my kinky Hindu friends for sex.

Why would I??

Durgesh stopped sleeping with us as his ‘Abbū’ realized it hindered his privacy to fuck his wife.

So Durgesh fucks me now during the day when his ‘Abbū’ is not around.

It’s very hard to get free time during the weekends and we utilize every possible free time.

The most favorable place for us is the bathroom when his ‘Abbū’ is around.

Our bathroom had an in-door to the toilet and Durgesh goes to the toilet while I go to the bathroom for a shower.

By the time I get to the bathroom Durgesh is ready to fuck his ‘Abbū’’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān wife when his ‘Abbū’’s in the house.

Apart from all this perverse and cheating, my sex life has also been very fulfilling.

Sometimes I even get away with four fucks a day with both men of the house getting two fucks from each.

Sometimes I even got fucked by both men in a short duration.

Two months after Durgesh made me his sex-partner he got a job with a computing firm here and had to go for training to Bangalore for a week.

Since my husband was also going on a business trip, he told me to accompany Durgesh to Bangalore.

It was the time of my life.

For me it was almost like my second honeymoon.

We had sex like dogs in heat!

Durgesh even penetrated me in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān anus where his ‘Abbū’ or anybody never entered.

We were sexoholics and had lots of sex.

But little did we know we gonna have a hangover that would last forever!

A month after we went to Bangalore, I lost my period.

I checked it up with my doctor and she told me that I was pregnant.

I was startled a bit but was happy since I always had sex with both my husband and Durgesh.

The happiness did not last long as the date of ‘conceive’ fell during the week we were at Bangalore.

I was dumb-founded.

I did not know what to do??

So I bribed the Doctor to change to date of conceivement.

After everything was settled, I came to this world.

It’s all over now.

After 25yrs, I was pregnant again.

But this time Durgesh has made me pregnant, not my Musalmān husband.

I was going to be the Ammī of my own grandchild.

I am my own daughter-in-law.

The news quickly spread across to my husband and Durgesh .

Both were amazingly happy about knocking their wife and Ammī.

Durgesh was also curious to know who the ‘Abbū’ is?

I teased him a bit showing the wrong certificate of conceivement and told him it could be any one.

But finally I showed him the original certificate and I also told him about the bribery.

Durgesh was very happy that he is the actual father of my son.

My real son!

Imagine!

Ultimately, I was really an Ammī of my own son.

I love Durgesh more than my Musalmān husband now.

And why shouldn’t I?

Isn’t it a dream of every woman?

Durgesh said he always wanted to knock me up.

Both showered their affection a lot.

In the following three days, I have been fucked more than 20 times with each averaging more than three times.

Durgesh took leave for those three days and kept my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy always wet.

Once Durgesh finished his fuck sessions during the day, his ‘Abbū’ took care of my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān cunt during the night.

It was a vigorous and tiresome time for me.

Sometimes they did not even give some time for me to clean up their semen in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

One day Durgesh fucked me the whole day and at about 6pm he relieved himself one final time before his ‘Abbū’ arrived.

After he finished fucking me he got up off me filling me up after his ‘Abbū’’s car pull-in to the drive and ran back to his room.

I was still gasping from the fuck when his ‘Abbū’ walked in and before I could get up to go to the bathroom; his ‘Abbū’ pulled back on the bed and fucked me.

He must have been so excited that he may not have realized that he has been getting the seconds.

My Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy is soaking wet with Durgesh’s Hindu semen and my juices when my hubby started fucking me.

So within few minutes time I had been filled by both my husband and Durgesh.

In those few minutes, a son fucked his Ammī, a husband fucked his wife, a secret Hindu lover fucked his secret Saåūdī Årab Musalmān wife and a father -in-law fucked his Saåūdī Årab Musalmān daughter-in-law.

10 months on I have given birth to a healthy son whom Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ still thinks the baby is his.

Durgesh and I are proud of our son.

He is two months now.

Our lives are more than normal now.

Durgesh’s ‘Abbū’ is still a travel man.

That gave Durgesh to take care of his child more.

Not to say he is also taking care of his ‘Ammī’ more too!

Now he also fucks me while our son is watching too!

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12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

The everbest wives-1

Durgesh — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 08:16:28 +0000

The everbest wives

Chapter 1: No Hindu, Please!

Chapter 2: Only Hindus, Please! The discovery

Chapter 3: I do hate hypocrisy

Chapter 4: In the Moonlight

Chapter 5: I still love, Durgesh, with immense pride

Chapter 6: Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me

Chapter 7: She loved me all along

Chapter 8: My dad’s new Musalmān wife

Chapter 9: She needed me extremely

Chapter 10: Hell, I Revolt

Chapter 11: Scintillating Ammī and daughter

Chapter 12: Now entirely secured and safe

Chapter 13: The women in my life

Chapter 14: The Beaming Knowledge

Chapter 15: A Secret Smile

Chapter 16: A deserving unfaithfulness-1

Chapter 17: The three pregnants-1

Chapter 18: The three pregnants-2

Chapter 19: We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh

Chapter 20: After the death of my husband

Chapter 21

Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī looked at me,

“My dear son,” she said to me curtly, “Don’t marry either of them.”

“What?” I almost jumped on her.

Sāimah Al Ħaider smiled licking my Uncut Hindu Penis,

“I told him, Ammī Ħuzoor, only Ammīs and sisters are the everbest wives a man can have.”

“Nonsense!” I blurted out.

Kħadījah Ibrāhīm laughed,

“I don’t think so, Durgesh! Sāimah Al Ħaider is absolutely right. None can love a man more than his own mother and sisters. A wife from outside just destroy the family.”

“I can say, even daughters are the best wives.” Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī added gravely.

Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan immediately beamed,

“That’s the truth. Moreover, daughters are even better wives than Ammīs.”

“Heyyyyyyyy!” Imāmzādī Ħuairah Qāzī was suddenly all alert, “What do you mean? I’m not a good wife to Durgesh?”

Tauħīd Muħammad Ħasan laughed.

Impishly she winked at me,

“Durgesh darling, she thinks she is your wife now, not your Ammī or Kħālā Ammī any more.”

I smiled fucking Imāmzādī Ħuairah Qāzī uninterrupted.

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12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

After the death of my husband

Durgesh — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 17:17:33 +0000

After the death of my husband

My name is Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī.

I am from Saåūdī Årabia and I migrated to Italy, a place of sexy wonders, two years back with my new husband Durgesh.

We have a beautiful son Pravesh who is 19 months old this month.

The reason for writing my story is tell you my little secret.

My new husband Durgesh is in fact my own son.

Not my real son, yet adopted son.

He married me, his own Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, though not his real Ammī, yet Ammī however, before bringing me to US as his wife.

How it all happened?

Please read on!

I was married to Durgesh’s father in law Abbū, Imām Aħmad Sheikħ when I was 18.

Ours was an arranged marriage and after one year, I gave birth to Durgesh.

Not actually.

My husband Imām Aħmad Sheikħ arranged with his Hindu bahnoī, Vishvās Shakr Mānav.

Durgesh was actually son of Vishvās Shakr Mānav and Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb.

My husband insisted on having only one child even though I wanted more.

“How?” my husband, Imām Aħmad Sheikħ, was sarcastic, “I can’t give you a son. I’m not capable to give a son to you.”

So, apparently, Imām Aħmad Sheikħ got his operation done ‘after’(?) Durgesh.

Durgesh grew up like a good lad and became a barrister,Sex Therapist and a free lance writer, three in one.

Six years ago, he came to US and settled here.

My story actually started about 2 years ago.

I can never forget that day when my husband left me at the hospital.

He had a stroke at home when he was getting ready for work and all hell got loose for me.

It was the worst day of my life.

We notified about his death to Durgesh and he came to India within two days.

Our relatives picked Durgesh up from the airport and they all came to the native village where we brought Imām Aħmad Sheikħ’s body for his last rites.

I saw Durgesh as he hurried towards me, as soon as he got down from the car.

I could not hold myself but to cry as I fell in his strong Hindu arms.

The crying was unstoppable for both of us as everybody around us tried to console us.

It was a sad emotional Moment I will never forget.

Within few hours after Durgesh’s arrival, he performed the last rites for ‘his’(?) father.

The atmosphere was very sad for the next two days as all our relatives turned up to console us.

On the third day, we performed another rite where all the extended family participated and finished the rite with a dinner for the family.

After the dinner, all of them left to their houses.

We were staying at Imām Aħmad Sheikħ’s sister’s place and they started organizing our beds.

Durgesh was told to sleep in the spare bedroom and Durgesh insisted that I sleep with him too.

As I was his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, everybody agreed.

They arranged a double bed for us.

I actually thought Durgesh was probably feeling lonely, but little did I know.

He had other plans.

Durgesh went to bed as me and my sis-in-law cleaned the dishes.

After sometime, my sis-in-law went to bed as I spent more time doing the chores, as I could not sleep.

After an hour or so, I finished my work and went into the bedroom.

As I entered the bedroom, I saw Durgesh is still awake.

I asked him and he said he could not sleep.

As I came into the room, Durgesh got up from the bed and locked the door.

I thought he would go back to bed but instead he came towards me and hugged me.

I felt very sorry for him as we both hugged each other.

Then he pressed me against so hard I had to gasp for my breath.

Then he whispered into my ear,

“Since Abbū has left us, Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, I am the man of the house. I am the man for you too Ammī, Tajallī darling!”

He then took hold of my pallu, loose end of my saree, and pulled off my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.

I was startled by his words and gesture and I started screaming.

Durgesh then suddenly closed my mouth with one hand, held me close with the other and said,

“Shshshshsh…shut up, Ammī darling! We don’t want to wake uncle and aunt, do we?”

I was still struggling with him, my best, to let me go off.

I screamed too.

Durgesh said cruelly,

“If you wake them up Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, and if you tell them about this, I will have to tell them about a little secret of yours with Srinivas uncle.”

I was blown away by that comment.

My whole life flashed before me.

The only thing I thought all away, I got away with, came back to haunt me.

I always thought nobody knew about that except Srinivas and me. But how does Durgesh know?

I signaled Durgesh I wouldn’t shout as he slowly loosened my mouth, and to assure myself I asked him,

“What secret?”

He then said,

“The secret of those nights with uncle when Abbū was away, those days when Abbū was not around.”

I denied them saying,

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

Durgesh smiled,

“Don’t try to deceive me, Ammī darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! I have seen you with him.”

I controlled myself and smiled cunningly,

“Who will believe you?”

“Everybody my Ammī darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! I don’t need to show evidence. One word and you will be a slut to everybody. They don’t need evidence.”

I couldn’t say a word.

That’s true.

Everybody will believe Durgesh.

Even if they don’t believe, they would still think there is something of that kind.

I would lose my chastity status in the family.

Durgesh loosened my mouth and said

“It would be better for you to shut up my Ammī darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī!”

I asked him,

“What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?” Durgesh said,

“I want you, my Ammī darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! I want to be your Hindu lover! I want to be your Hindu man!”

“But you are my son! How do you expect me to…”

“Yes you can my Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! I’m not your real son.” he said,” See, I am a man now and I can fuck you now…I can see you as a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman and so can you…You are too beautiful and too sexy to leave alone. I don’t want any damn Shrīnivās or else, now. I know you need him. I don’t want him with you anymore, or anyone else, except myself.”

He kissed my lips forcefully,

“You are a widow now and you have all your life ahead. My Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! Be my beloved Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, and I will take care of you!” he continued.

I said,

“But…” and then stopped.

I knew Durgesh is not going to listen as he is already using me as a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman as he pressed his chest against my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts and thrusting his Hindu groin to caress my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān womanhood.

I knew I couldn’t escape him.

He was right too!

I have to continue living… and Durgesh is the only one I have got in this world.

What can I do if I reject him?

I will loose my son and my life.

I was caught in a web of love and lust.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked him accepting my defeat.

He said,

“Today is our first night, Ammī darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! I want to fuck you like my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān bride.”

“How can you fuck your own…?” I stopped, as there was no point saying anymore.

“Like this my Ammī darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī!” he grabbed my lips with his and gave me a long kiss.

I tried getting out at first but gave up and thought let me have it.

Let him have his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s body.

After that, I just became a spectator as I obeyed every part of his sex act with me.

After the kiss he disrobed me and started unhooking my blouse as he kissed my shoulders.

He took off my blouse and then unhooked my bra as he kissed my visible flesh of my breast in the bra.

As he took off my bra his eye lit up seeing my naked extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts and he slowly kissed one of my nipples.

As he kissed my one breast he started caressing the other one as I watched him fulfilling his lust.

After sometime, he then moved his left hand to reach the tied end of my petticoat to untie it.

As soon as the petticoat string got loose, my heartbeat rose.

I could not believe my own son is exposing my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān womanhood.

I could not take it.

So I held on to the petticoat.

Durgesh looked at me seriously and then pulled my hands off the grip vigorously as I let go and my petticoat slid quickly to the floor.

Durgesh anxiously looked at my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān womanhood but got disappointed that I had my panties on.

He immediately knelt before me and with two hands holding wither end he tried to take it off.

I twisted my legs and gave him hard time before he finally managed to take it off me.

He even tore some part of my panty.

The first thing he did after he saw his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān womanhood was that he took a good fragrance of it.

He then wasted no time to caress and kiss his Ammī , Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s mound as for the first time I had a tinge of sexuality in my body as he kissed my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy lips.

It was then I realized I was sweating even as the ceiling fan was running in full speed.

I couldn’t do anything else but to enjoy as he performed oral sex with his Ammī , Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina as I slowly parted my thighs to give him access to more of my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I do not know how long he kissed my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy but I should say I was ashamed as I came after a very long time.

My own son made me come.

After sometime, he took me to the bed made me lay on my back as he took off his sarong.

He then placed himself between my thighs, took hold of his now very erect throbbing Uncut Hindu Dick and slowly inserting into my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

But now I was in ecstasy and thoroughly enjoying every Moment of it.

He then inserted all his Uncut Hindu Dick into my, his own Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s, Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, stopped there and then kissed my lips.

I really thought I was his bride and this is our first night!

He then slowly whispered to me,

“Now I am a Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī-fucker, my Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! You cannot tell me I can’t anymore!”

I smiled at him as he started thrusting his Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.

As I looked at him I could not believe this was the same kid that I adopted 23 years ago.

Now he is ramming my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, as if it is he owned it.

I could feel his Uncut Hindu Dick moving as my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt muscle expanded and contracted for his every Hindu movement.

It was as if my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt is milking my son’s Uncut Hindu Dick.

My Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt muscles were now working out to accommodate his erect Uncut Hindu Cock.

Durgesh should have planned all this before as he was enjoying every bit of it.

My Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt though, was also enjoying itself, as it came again oozing out lots of juices.

Then came the grunt of Durgesh as he climaxed and I felt a load of warm Hindu cum hitting my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān womb.

I gasped as my own son’s Hindu cum filled my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

Durgesh collapsed on me huffing and puffing as his Uncut Hindu Dick in me twitched for every load it pour into my womb.

We were soaked it sweat but we could not move as we were very tired.

Durgesh laid on me until we got some energy to move.

By then his Uncut Hindu Dick wilted and withdrew from his Ammī , Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s now very wet Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

Durgesh then lifted from me and rolled on to my side.

He then got up and switched on the light.

I twitched my eyes of this sudden light but as I opened, again I could see Durgesh holding his limp Uncut Hindu Dick.

He then came close to me and said,

“Ammī, this is what I planned to do on the third day rite of my Abbū!” and then started fucking me once again fiercely, “I promised myself I will fuck my Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt with my Uncut Hindu Dick on this day aggressively!”

“And I did it!” he added.

As much as I was shocked to hear those words, I have to confess I felt a little kinky too.

My own son planned to fuck me on his father’s third day rites and decided to fuck me aggressively with his Uncut Hindu Dick! How more perverted can a son be?

The scheme was beyond my thoughts.

I probably would have got fucked after a month or so but never in five days after Imām Aħmad Sheikħ’s death.

Until even an hour ago, I never thought I would be on bed like this with my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt ravaged and full of our sex juices.

And I never ever imagined my own son would do this to me.

And to the least I never expected I would enjoy it that much especially when my lover is my own son.

My kinky senses took over as I opened my thighs wide up to Durgesh and said,

“There are more pleasures your Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt can provide you, son! You can fuck me more too!”

I could see Durgesh felt happy about those words as he leant to fuck my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān womanhood.

I quickly said,

“You can but switch off the light, son!”

He switched off the light and in a Moment or so I felt my son parting my legs to fuck his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, off.

After a nice fucking session more, we both dozed off to sleep in each other’s arms, NAKED!

Next day morning I was woken up with noises from outside.

I saw the clock and it was six o’clock.

Then suddenly I realized I am naked.

I quickly got out of the bed and wore my clothes.

I could not wear my panties as they were torn.

I quickly put it in our bag, took out another one and wore it.

I felt a bit shy seeing Durgesh also naked on the bed.

I quickly got him up and asked him to wear some clothes.

After he wore some clothes, he quickly grabbed me by my midriff to hold my body close to him.

I had to struggle to let him leave me as I told him his aunt might see.

I walked outside to do my regular chores and help my sis-in-law.

Half hour later Durgesh’s uncle got up and then Durgesh got up.

After our chores we all sat together to eat the breakfast.

While eating the breakfast, Durgesh’s aunt asked if Durgesh got good sleep.

Durgesh said he did but she interrupted him saying,

“But you my darling, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, must have got you awake all the time. We were hearing noises until late night.”

I gasped my breath.

Then Durgesh interrupted and said,

“Yes! My Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, was waking up all the time. I had to ‘console’ her to make her sleep.” looking and winking at me.

I thought,

‘Oh! Sure!” It was the other way round. He was the one enjoying his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt and body disrupting my sleep.’

“You have to understand her Durgesh!” his uncle added, “she lost her husband you know!”

Durgesh looked at me with his sarcastic face.

That look said,

“Yes uncle! She lost one but found another one last night!”

“Yeah! We were hearing her moans all the time!” aunt added.

I was really embarrassed.

“Sorry if they disturbed you both!” Durgesh added.

“You have to take care off her pain Durgesh!” Uncle said.

“I did uncle!” Durgesh interrupted, “I took care of her pain! Didn’t I Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī?” Durgesh asked looking at me.

I was embarrassed as I said, “Yes you did! My lovely son!”

“Good to see you both getting better.” aunt said, “Ammījān and son love will cure!”

‘We are more than Ammī and son now!’ I thought to myself.

“Yes, I love my Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! I will take care of you!” Durgesh said making a licking gesture at me.

“That’s like a good son!” Aunt added.

I felt shy and embarrassed at once.

That day I experienced my first days of my marriage with Durgesh’s Abbū again!

After our first night Imām Aħmad Sheikħ was constantly onto me like a dog that tasted a juicy piece of meat and wanted more.

But now it’s Durgesh!

His Abbū had an advantage though! He married me! He had license to fondle me. So I too was a bit open at that time.

But now, Durgesh is my own son!

He had no license even to ogle at his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, sexually little known to fondle her.

He cannot commit incest in the public!

But try telling that to a dog who had his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī’s plump little Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy for dinner.

He wants more and more often.

But that was not possible with all the relatives around us.

But that did not deter Durgesh.

I became a piece of meat for him.

He never missed an opportunity to molest me.

I was terrified if anybody would see us.

Needless to say, I was very much relieved as the day ended.

The day took a toll on me doing chores while I fended off Durgesh’s molestations and trying to be sad all the time.

I could not wait until we hit the bedroom.

I had to confess I became a bitch in heat by nightfall with all his gestures.

We slipped quickly to bedroom as soon as we had our dinner.

Aunt and Uncle might have wondered how we were itching to get to bed.

That night was like a night of passion too but we had to keep it low.

Uncle never heard a word.

He said we might have got pretty tired not sleeping all those nights.

The next morning my son’s Uncut Hindu Penis in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt woke me up for a change.

I let him have his ‘breakfast’ with me before getting up as I thought Durgesh would slow down during the day.

I was wrong though!

He almost tried to rape me on his aunt’s bed while I went there to clean the room.

But fortunately, he let me go as he heard his uncle calling him.

I had time to set my clothes quickly before I resumed my cleaning.

An hour after Durgesh’s uncle left for work.

His aunt wanted to go to hospital.

Suddenly my perverted mind took over saying private time.

But as a gesture, I asked her if I need to accompany her.

She said I am still in mourning state so I need some rest.

But she said she would take Durgesh with her.

I was disappointed hearing it.

When Durgesh came, she asked Durgesh to accompany her but Durgesh said he promised someone else to help already.

Durgesh left before her and aunt took her neighbor with her.

I sat down to clean the rice of dirt pebbles in them.

Few minutes later Durgesh came back.

I saw him and was about to ask him why he is back but stopped short seeing a garland of flowers in his hand.

As he closed the main door and came towards me, I said,

“You lied to your aunt, didn’t you?”

He said,

“What can I doTajallī Jamāl Qurayshī? Let go our opportunity to be together?”

He then handed over the flowers to me saying,

“These are for you!”

I screamed,

“For me? Don’t you remember I am a widow?”

“You are but my beloved now.” He calmed me.

“But what if anybody sees?” I said.

“Nobody will see my Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī! Put them on and let’s go to bedroom!”

He tried to lift me up from floor with one hand holding my shoulder.

“No Durgesh!” I said, “I am sleeping with you, but that doesn’t mean I am not mourning.”

“But…” he said.

“No buts,” I interrupted, “You lay those flowers at Al Qur’an Al Kareem…then I will come with you.”

Durgesh disappointedly went to the Salat room and came back a little later saying,

“Now you are happy?”

I smiled at him getting up from the floor and went up to kiss him.

We both walked into the bedroom kissing and closed the door behind us.

Durgesh then wasted no time to undress his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, and took me to the bed.

He then took off the clothes and then remained me.

Well, you would guess the rest of it.

Half an hour later, we were both huffing and puffing with Durgesh on top of me as usual.

Finally, my own son fucked me in broad daylight.

Half and hour later Durgesh wanted another round and he had it.

His aunt arrived just ten minutes after we set everything right.

It was good thing I did not wear the garland as somebody saw Durgesh buying it and leaked it to her.

So she was happy seeing those on Qur’an, as I told Durgesh bought them for it!

Durgesh’s gutsy gestures with me got bolder day by day and I was really waiting to get back to my home in the city.

We had to wait for Imām Aħmad Sheikħ’s tenth day rites.

By the tenth day rite of my husband, Durgesh made me forget I even lost a husband.

My bed had been warm within a week of my husband’s death and my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt had been busy every night.

In fact my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was busy more than when my husband was around.

My son has been fucking me every day for almost a week now.

We had a big ceremony for the tenth day with more than 100 people coming for it.

I had to get very serious to show my sad face.

I wondered what Durgesh planned to do with his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, for the tenth day and he did not tell me until the night before.

Durgesh had planned two things for his Abbū’s tenth day.

One is to make me perform salat while my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy is wet with his Hindu semen and the second one, fuck his Ammī, Tajallī Jamāl Qurayshī, at least three times that night.

It was very funny the way he got the first one.

To get me to salat with a wet Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, He has to fuck me in-between my shower and my salat start.

Otherwise, he cannot do it at any time.

So he got me to change in the bedroom after my shower.

So as soon as I came from shower, I had to call Durgesh in a bid to help me out.

He then came and locked the bedroom door.

I quickly took off my old saree as Durgesh yanked my petticoat up and made me lean on the bed as he took me doggie style.

It was interesting how quick he got his Uncut Hindu Dick hard.

I pretty much cried in pain as he inserted his Uncut Hindu Dick into my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy as it was very dry.

He then smeared his saliva on to the rest of the Uncut Hindu Dick as I tried hard to generate some juices in my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

He waited no long as he started to thrust his Uncut Hindu Cock into me as my pain slowly turned into lust.

It took almost six minutes for him to come but to me it felt like ages as people were knocking on the door to get ready soon.

Durgesh did not let go off me for another two minutes as I quickly hurried to wear my saree.

Durgesh quickly dressed back as I could not wear my panties before I was hurried to the room.

I could not even dress properly.

Glad it was a funeral!

While I was walking to the salat room, I could feel Durgesh’s and my juices dribbling down my thighs, as I was afraid they would trickle to my feet.

I tried my best to get my petticoat in contact with the juices as I entered and stood for my Salat.

I could feel my petticoat getting wet.

It was a great feeling mixed with kinkiness and guilt when I stood started praying salat for my hubby.

I had to confess to him in my heart but I managed to get some positive thoughts as said to him that it is his own adopted son’s Hindu semen that’s in my extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina.

I also told him that a part of him is still enjoying my Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

I also asked him to pardon me for cheating him with Srinivas.

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