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Please read these before | | proceeding below. | |_____________________________________________| ---------------------------------------------------- | No Copyright: I, the creator of this work, hereby | | release it into the public domain. This applies | | worldwide. Further, I grant any entity the right | | to use this work for any purpose, without any | | conditions. Distribute Freely. | |___________________________________________________| Title: Broken in by My Big Bubu (Sister) Lubna Author: Nawabzada Taj-ood-Deen Khan Lakhnavi "Chota Lund Gora Londa" (Short Dick White Boy) My name is Taj-ood-Deen Khan and I belong to Muzaffarpur in Oudh, a province of the Timurid Caliphate of Hindustan. I was born and brought up in a traditional Hindustani family of the Musulman faith. Near our town was a large settlement of the Mughal Shahanshah's army of Islam. More than nine-tenths of this army consisted of the infantry, foot-soldiers who had to bear incredible hardships. And almost all the foot-soldiers were Shudra men of various kinds, Dombis, Koollees and Dravidians. These were strong and aggressive black men, with large muscles, rough faces and fearsome black skin. Their physical features contrasted sharply with the features of the Hindi inhabitants, who were fair skinned with regular Aryan features. These dominant men were physically much stronger than us, which is why they were such good fighters and hence dominated the army, as well as all sports involving physical strength. This superior strength was clearly the result of evolution and adaptation to being the labourer caste for thousands of years. Their presence was meant to ensure the loyalty of the town to the Timurid Caliphate, and provide security for the citizens. However, their presence was not so welcome to us local Hindi males, for it was clear that they were very successful with the Hindi females. Indeed, the Shudras had succeeded extremely well in salting away most of the local Hindi female population. Yes, it was painfully clear that our Hindi females preferred the Shudra men to us Hindi boys. It was difficult for us to admit, but we all knew the reason our females preferred them to us. It was because those Shudra men had much bigger penises. Our small five to seven *anguli* (5-7 finger-width, 4-6 inches) pink toys were no match for their large black *ek-ped* (one-foot, 12 inches) penises. The statement of the Ananga Ranga that the Shudra-linga was the largest penis of mankind was especially relevant for us. The mythical Shudra-linga, by its very perfection had made the Hindi penis inferior, and had displaced it as object of worship for the Hindi female. Worse still, once a Hindi female had *chod* (fucked) with a Shudra man, she would never return to a Hindi man, for her *fuddi* (vagina) would be stretched out, and she would never be able to obtain sexual satisfaction with a much smaller Hindi penis again. The results of this sad but true fact were painfully visible to all of us Hindi males: while the legendary size, stronger erections and greater staying power of the Shudra man's penis attracted innumerable curious Hindi females, those who had already tried a Shudra man refused to go to bed with anybody else. I hate to say it, but the number of Aryan females with Shudra males kept on increasing. Still then, few boys actually anticipated one of the females of their own family taking a Shudra lover. It was always somebody elses's mother, sister or lover who had been lost. We dreaded that day and simply hoped that it would never come. I was hence totally unprepared for the day one of my own family members took a Shudra lover. Our parents had gone out of town to visit relatives in Allahabad for a few weeks, leaving me and my elder sister alone at home. On the first night itself she went out wearing very tight *shalwar kameez* which showed her ample hips and the exciting curves on her legs, along with a tight *choli* which hugged her large breasts. She came very late at night, and knocked at the door. When I opened it, I was surprised to see her standing next to a Shudra man. His complexion was dark black, his nose broad, his lips thick and his features mis-shapen and ugly. As I gawked at him, my sister came in and she shouted at me. "*Sone jau*! *Nahi to marungi mei*! Go to sleep now ! Or I will beat you!" At this, I ran back to my room. Back in my room, thoughts raced through my brain. It was humiliating for me to know that my sister had chosen a Shudra man. However, I wanted to see what would transpire between them. After a short while, I slowly crept over to her room. As I was apprehensive that my foot-steps would make sounds, so I crept along the floor on my knees. To my surprise, the door was open, and candle light brightly illuminated the room. I wondered how she could be so silly to forget to close the door. Thankful, I silently praised Allah for making them forget. My sister was deeply kissing the Shudra soldier, their faces locked together. His ugly, mis-shapen black Shudra features contrasted sharply with sister's well-defined delicate aristocratic Hindi features. After a long kiss, she sat down on her haunches and started to to untie the knot in his *dhoti* (loin-cloth). It was with a certain fear that I anticipated my sister pulling down his dhoti, for I had nver seen a Shudra penis in person before. When my sister pulled down his *dhoti*, I almost gasped in shock. In front of me was the biggest, blackest and the best penis I had ever seen. Even in its flaccid state it was almost twice as large as my own short pink Hindi penis when erect. Moreover, he was uncircumcised, and his thick black foreskin hung over the glans of his long penis. The mohalla boys were right: those Shudras had huge penises. Not only was my devout Hindi Musalmani sister about to *chod* a Shudra, she was going to *chod* a *kaffir* Shudra at that. Grasping the organ with her dainty fingers at its base, she gently lifted up the huge black Shudra organ. With her other hand she slowly drew back the long thick foreskin, exposing the large black mushroom *supara* (head). Then she reverently kissed the tip of his penis, on the urine slit. "*Linga-pooja karo*. Worship my cock," the Shudra man hissed in his crude accent. With her tongue, she traced circles around the *supara* (glans) of his penis, looking up into his eyes. Then she started to lick up and down the sides of his shaft. His organ slowly grew under her ministrations. By then his Shudra-linga had grown to an enormous size. Holding it with one fist on top of the other, still one half of the giant organ stook out above her fist. That is why I estimated his penis size to be fifteen *unglis* (12 inches). My sister started to *mango-chus* (mango-suck) his big black penis. Holding his erection firmly at its base, she sucked his *supara* (glans) very hard. After this, she let go of his organ and pushed her mouth onto it, trying to stuff as much of his organ into her mouth as possible. To my astonishment, she took his whole organ deep into her mouth. Clearly, she was well experienced in sucking Shudra-lingas as well. His organ was rock hard by now. My sister then went to the bed and stripped off her *shalwar kameez* and *choli*. I had a wonderful view of her fantastic buttocks, large and round white globes of flesh, and between them her holy cleft. Totally naked, except for titillating thick golden anklets around her ankles and dazzling bejewelled bracelets about her wrists, she lay back and spread her creamy thighs. I obtained a clear view of her wonderful sacred *choot* (vagina), her protected womanhood. Only a few hairs started growing around her adolescent vagina, and her lips were pouting and a swollen red. Any man would have died to enjoy her holy fountain of youth. He went between her legs and placed his huge black Shudra-linga at her genital opening. To my surprise, his big penis easily slipped into her pink vagina. This proved that my sister must have *chod* Shudra men many times before, so that her *fuddi* would have been stretched out in order to be able to accomodate a Shudra man's penis. After the first thrust, in which his entire mammoth Shudra organ entered my sister's Mughal vagina, they lay together, savouring the enjoyment of the first penetration. Then he started to thrust in and out of her. I felt humiliated and inferior, because my penis was so much smaller than his. The Shudra man's huge penis had taken away one of my females, and one of my family females at that. Yet, my own penis was hard as stone, as if trying to compete with the behemoth in front of me. My sister's juices started to coat the Shudra man's enormous black rod, proving that my sister was realy liking his big Shudra penis. "*Zhor chod mujhe. Zhor chod mujhe apna Burra Kala Shudra Lund ke saat.* Fuck me. Fuck me hard with your Big Black Shudra Cock," she hissed. He pumped her for a long time, with rhythmic strokes. After an incredible feat of exertion on the part of the Shudra man, my sister was getting more excited. My sister than gave out a loud cry of ecstasy, She had an orgasm around his cock. Soon thereafter, the Shudra man pumped her at a frantic pace. "*Nikalo, yaar*. Take it out. *Bahar me thokna*. Shoot your sperm outside." my sister ordered. With this the Shudra man pulled out and then shot his sperm onto her breasts. He shot several powerful shots of sperm from his huge black penis, which covered her mammaries in white fluid. After he had spent, he said, "Me undar daalna chaata hoo.* I want to shoot inside of you." "*Kal hoga*. Tomorrow it will happen. *Kal tho bhaiyya hoga, saaf karne ke liye*. Tomorrow, my brother will be there to clean it up." she replied as she cleaned off his sperm with a towel. I was shocked. What did she mean, her brother would clean it up ? Full of fear and anxiety, I returned to my room. That night, my own small Aryan penis was hard as rock. I masturbated to a huge orgasm as I thought about my sister with that Shudra man. The next day, I awoke. I went over to their room and I saw her asleep in his filthy black arms. Both of them awoke later, and they dressed. During the course of the day, both of them stayed home, my sister dressing in her erotic tight *shalwar-kameez*, and he wearing his soldier's uniform once again. Whenever she was with him, she shooed me away, or told me to go to my room. I saw him kissing her a few times, but they mostly played *ludo* (board-game), or ate food and drank *sherbet*. At nightfall, we had a heavy dinner. After this, she lay in his arms on the main *diwan*, her eyes languid and full of love. Once again she ordered me to go to my room. I did so. Suddenly, I saw my sister enter the room. To my astonishment, she was stark naked. This time she did not even have any bangles or anklets. She smiled at me. Her Shudra lover followed her inside. He was wearing a dhoti around his loins. "What is it ?" I asked, full of fear. "I have to make sure you will not tell our parents." she replied. "Tell what ?" "You might tell them that I brought home my Shudra man," she explained. "No, I won't tell anybody," I said. "Oh yes you will. You gorus (whiteys) get so jealous when you see a *gori* (fair girl) *chod* a *kalu*. You know your penises are too small, and that is why you get so jealous of those Shudra men. So I am going to have to make you a *gaandu* (faggot) so you won't tell." she countered. "Please, I won't tell, " I whined. "Liar!" she shouted. "Hold him," she told her Shudra. At this, the Shudra held me from hehind and my sister tried to pull down my pyjamas. I struggled hard, because I did not want her to see my small pink Hindi genitals. Not right in front of the Shudra man's huge black man-organs. However, she soon succeeded, and my pyjamas came off. Seeing my genitals, she pointed at them and said, "That is why I will never *chod* one of you fair Hindi boy. Your cocks are too small." I quickly covered up my groin in embarassment. "Now go, suck my Shudra's big black penis. Make it hard before he sticks it into your gaand." So saying, she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees in front of him. "Now, pull down his dhoti and see what a Shudra-linga looks like." I hesitated, but then my sister repeated her order. "*Neeche cheena*! Pull it down!" Full of fright, I pulled down his dhoti, exposing his huge black genitals to my view. "Now, you see why I *chod* only with Shudra men! Go, and *chato* his lund." I had never been so close to a penis before, let alone such a big black Shudra one. Up close, the Shudra penis was even bigger and blacker than before. "I am telling this for the good of you, *haram-zada*! *Chato* his lund, and it will be all wet and won't hurt that bad when he *chods* your *gora gaand*. If you don't *chato* it, I will make him stick it into you dry, and that will hurt real bad!" she exclaimed. "Don't suck, it will be as much fun for me!" Realizing the truth of my sister's words, I took his Shudra penis into my hand and looked at it. "Start by kissing it all over." I did as she told. From the strong smell I knew that he had probably not washed since last night. I wondered that part of the smell was that of his sweat, and what part was that of my sister's fuddi. "Do *namaz* to it, you *haram-zada*. Kiss and worship his superior Shudra penis like that." she continued. I did as she told, kissing all over the surface of his cock, from the long foreskin to the base. "*Uskq lund ka paseena sabh chato*. Now, lick up all the sweat off the side of his cock," she said. So I ran my tongue along the sides of his long black Shudra penis, licking up the sweat off the sides. Now, his penis was slowly becoming erect and still longer. "*Abhi uska supara chuso*. Now, pull back his foreskin and chuso his cock-head it like a *mango*," she said. Like this, I sucked his penis till it was hard. I could feel his Shudra cock grow inside my mouth. "Now, if you tell mama and papa that I brought home a Shudra man, you will have to tell them that you also became a *lund-choos* (cock-sucker)! Just imagine, how happy papa will be when he hears that his little son has become a cock-sucker and likes to suck on Shudra cocks!" she laughed. I almost choked on the penis, after what she said. It was painfully true. "*Uska lund ka tel chato aur pilo*. Lick up his cock oils and drink them," she ordered. I licked his cock on the side, drinking up all his *paseena* (sweat) and *tel* (oils). "Are you liking it ?" she asked me. I did not answer her, feeling hurt and humiliated. At this, she bent down and grabbed my small testicles in her hand and squeezed them hard. I squealed out in pain. "Yes, yes I like it," I said. "Accha larka*. Good boy," she replied and let go of my balls. As I sucked his cock, it grew larger and harder. After he was fully hard, and his penis had grown to an enormous size, she said that it was time for me to become a *gaandu*. Grabbing me by my hand, she pulled me towards her and then pushed me onto my bed. I fell onto it, with my stomach onto the bed, and she then pushed my face into my pillow. Before I could react, she sat down onto my back, so that I could not move under her great weight. Then she quickly pushed her thighs below my arm-pits and pushed her feet into my face, so that my arms jutted out horizontally from her knees and my face was squeezed between her naked feet. My upper body was effectively immobilized. "See how nice I am, I am letting you smell my feet while you are made a *gaandu*!" she said to me. "Now, put a pillow under his waist and make him a gaandu," she ordered her Shudra. I felt the powerful Shudra push my body to lie symmetrically along the bed, and then push a pillow under my waist. Soon thereafter, I felt some liquid, probably spit, being applied to my anus. I squirmed around, full of fear at what was going to happen. "He is moving too much," said the Shudra. Immediately my sister slapped my ears. "Stop it!" she said. After three slaps I stopped squirming and just lay there. "Now, make him a *gaandoo*." she ordered. Then I felt something large trying to enter my anus. I clenched my buttock muscles tightly, so as to prevent any intrusion by the invader. After futilely trying to push his mammoth Shudra organ inside my anus, he gave up. "It is not going inside," he said. "He is closing it tight". "Relax, then you won't get that hurt," she said. "Let him go into you." However, I still clenched my anus tightly closed, because I did not want to become a *gaandoo*. "*Gaandoo*! Arse-hole!" she shouted and slapped my ears again. "No matter what you do, *saala*, I am going to make you a *gaandu* today!" "Sudu, shove a finger into it." she said. "That will loosen him up." I felt a wet finger enter my sphincter. My sister was right. Despite trying to close it as hard as I could, his finger did enter my anus, for there was no way I could prevent a finger from entering. I felt him shove it in and out, and rotate it around. My sphincter muscles started to give way, and after a while they simply relaxed and gave up. "Now, shove two fingers in and make his hole *dhila*." she said. I then felt another finger enter my anus, which was somewhat painful, as my anus had so far been used to only one finger. Yet, the Shudra man slowly stretched out my anus with his two black fingers. After a while, even his two fingers slid in easily, and he started to pump them in and out quickly. "*Memsahib, lagta hai dhila hogya hai.* Madam, looks like it is all stretched out now." he said. "*Accha. Abhi apna Burra Kala Shudra-lund undar ghusao*. Good. Now shove your big black Shudra penis inside." she commanded. "*Ji haa, memsahib*. Yes, my lady," he said. Then I felt his huge black *supara* at the entrance of my anus. However my anus had been fully stretched out by his fingers, and his *supara* easily entered my anal ring. I felt a slight degree of pain as I felt his massive Shudra glans enter my sphincter. I tried to tighten it and prevent his entry, but to no avail. I cried out loud as the *supara* fully entered my anus. "*Undar ghus gaya* ? Have you shoved it inside?" she asked. "*Ji haa, memsahib. Lekin sirif supara undar ghus gaya. Yes, madam. But only the head has gone inside." he replied. "*Accha hai. Dhire dhire, poora undar ghusao*. Good. Slowly, slowly, push it all inside." I felt his giant black Shudra penis slowly enter my rectum. More and more of his long staff slid into my anus, till at length I guess he was fully inside. *Memsahib, poora undar ghus gaya." he said. "Good, now you are a *gaandoo*, dear brother! You will never forget this day, little brother! Once you are a gaandu, you will always be a gaandu!" "Now, chod him!" she said. The Shudra then started to *chod* me. "Good boy," she said as he pumped in and out of me. "Ek baar gaandu, hamesha gaandu." she said and laughed. Then he started to violently pump in and out of me, banging against my buttocks with powerful strokes. My sister held me tightly with her legs, pushing her strong thighs under my shoulders and shoving her feet into my face. As he grunted and gasped, I could feel his sperm shooting deep into my rectum. After several shots, he fell on top of me, exhausted. The Shudra man then rolled off me. My sister slowly released my hands from her leg grip, and got off of me. I lay on my bed, having been sodomized. Then my big sister pushed her finger into my anus and rotated it around. My anus was sore from the powerful *chod* by the Shudra man, so her finger did pain slightly. Scooping out some of his sperm from my anus, she then massaged it onto my penis and balls. "Now, this will make your little fair penis and balls grow bigger, little brother ! Let his superior Shudra sperm fertilize your cock and balls, making them bigger!" She repeated this act several times, till she had taken most of his sperm from my anus and rubbed it all over my testicles and my small pink penis. "Now, go and *chato* his *gaand* and thank him for making you a *gaandu*." I was shocked at this new suggestion of my sister, but I knew I could not refuse. Even then she quickly grabbed my testicles and squeezed them, so that I exclaimed, "Yes, yes, I will do it." "Good", she said. "Now, go and thank me for making you into a *gaandu*," she commanded. "Go and thank him by licking his anus." I then licked his buttocks and then his ass. "*Gaand ko chaato*" Lick his ass-hole." she said. "First kiss it." I kissed his ass-hole as directed, and then up and down his arse-crack. "Good, now thank me for making you a *gaandu* by licking my ass." Now, this was something I definitely did not hate. My sister had very large and fine buttocks, which every Hindiwalla boy liked, so I rushed behind her and started to lick her buttocks. I can confirm that the smell of my sister's buttocks was different from that of the Shudra man. While hers was feminine and sweet, his was salty and masculine. Hers was soft and like a cushion, while his was strong and rigid. After a while, she then pushed me away and lay down on my bed, spreading her legs wide. "*Chod mujhe", she hissed to her Shudra lover. The Shudra then went between her legs and pushed his huge black penis into her. Then he started to *chod* her. "Since you have been such a good boy, I will let you suck my fuddi now." she said. I went behind the Shudra man and started to lick the area where his penis joined with her fuddi. My tongue ran along her fuddi lips and onto his cock. She said she always masturbated to the thought of a Shudra man. Later I came out and sat next to them, watching him pump her. She said that the Shudra men had bigger balls too, and she liked to feel them slap against he buttock cheeks when they *chod* her. He started to *chod* her hard, and after a while, he bellowed and pushed his penis all the way into her. His *andas* (eggs) started to move of their own accord and I knew that he was pumping my sister full of his Shudra sperm. Then he rolled off her. She then told me to suck all his sperm out of her fuddi, because she did not want any *kalloo* babies. She said that while she loved their fantastic Shudra cocks, she surely did not want to have a *Kalloo* baby. So I licked out his sperm from her fuddi. After this, she made him walk around the house naked. His huge black Shudra organ used to swing around, and she used to like looking at it. She *chod* him every night after that. Then, our parents returned one day. My sister's treatment was effective, for I never did dare to tell our parents about her activities. Whenever our parents were away, she brought home a Shudra man. She regularly changed her Shudra lovers, and made them *chod* me as well. After a while, I got used to having Shudra lunds up my ass, and slowly I came to like it. My sister was right, once a gaandoo, always a gaandoo. Then, after a few years, my sister got married to a wealthy Hindi Musalman merchant, and left the house. My sister was right, for my penis did indeed grow a bit bigger after getting bathed in all that Shudra sperm. However, it never grew as big as the real Shudra cocks, and it was still difficult to satisfy Hindi females with it. While it did grow to become a large Hindi cock, it was still smaller than the Shudra penises. So instead of trying to compete with the superior Shudra males in a futile conflict for our women, I became a gaandoo and would have muscular Shudra men bang me in my anus each night. The End