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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: My Mother Zulekha and a Dravidian Black Snake Author: Ghulam Shamsher Osmani Bangalistani Code: shudra, shudra-lund, mfsm (Muslim Female-Shudra Male) Category: Mughal, Shudra Source: Oudhi Persian folk-tale Date of Composition : at least 19th century AD Status: 1st ed., Feb. 23, 2007 Being a devout Muslim boy, me and my community are supposed to be close to Shudras. Being a Muslim Shahr, there are no caste rules and so there are a lot of Shudras. So, I cannot blame anybody for thinking that we Muslims somehow like the Shudras. However, that is not the case with me. There has only been one major experience I have had with Shudra men. Unfortunately, it was very traumatic for me, and has affected my entire life. After that fateful day, Shudra men have occupied most of my thoughts for most of the time, and I must say that I do not like those Shudra men that much. On that fateful day I came home very early from my Madrasa classes. Happy that an entire set of Persian and Arabic classes had been cancelled, I entered my house, expecting to find my mother Zulekha Begum in the kitchen. My father was a merchant, and hence he returned late at night, so that it was only my mother who would have been there at that time in the afternoon. However, after opening the door and settling in, I noticed that the kitchen was empty. Instead, I heard peculiar noises coming from my parents' bedroom. Surprised at this strange sound I slowly crept to my mother's door as the noise only grew louder and clearer. Still, it somehow made no sense. I could hear muffled sounds but could not comprehend what was going on. Inching my way to the door, I slowly pushed it open and peeked into the room. What I witnessed then was a scene that changed my life dramatically. There in the middle of the room on my parents' marriage-bed, was my precious Muslim mother on her hands and knees, naked as the day she was born, with her naked white Gumbad (buttocks) pointing up to the sky. That was shocking enough, but what was most surprising was the other person in the room. It was a very large and muscular Kala (black) Shudra man, who was as naked as the Dravidian savages of Malabar, with coal-black skin and big slobbering lips hanging beneath his broad junglee (barbarian) pug nose. He was shoving a gigantic foot-long Kala Doodool (black prick) in and out of my mother's upturned white Dumba (buttocks). Zulekha's face was buried in a pillow as she moaned and thrashed while the Shudra man drilled her Dumba hard and fast. Not believing what I saw, I squeezed and opened my eyes again. When I realized that what I was seeing was true, I felt dirty that my own mother would choose such an ugly black Shudra man as her lover. I shouted loudly for them to stop, surprising the two lovers. My mother's head popped up in obvious embarassment but she made no effort whatsoever to dislodge herself from the Dravidian bull-man. In contrast, the Shudra man seemed to be genuinely excited at humiliating me by coupling with my mother. He grabbed my mother's hips and proceeded to bang her hungry Dumba harder than before. My mother obviously enjoyed the attention as her whole body shook while she reached an explosive anal orgasm. She screamed out in ecstasy as the Shudra man pulled out and held his huge black Shudra Zubb on top of Zulekha's Dumba. It looked like a Dravidian Black Snake was lying on my mother's Gumbad. He then shot rope after rope of his poisonous sperm all over my mother's quivering Dumba, never for a moment taking his eyes away from me. He had a look of triumph in his eyes, glorifying in the fact that he had stolen one of my own precious Muslim womenfolk, that too my very own mother. It was shocking how my mother was enjoying the Shudra man's animal-like Lund in her Qoon and the lack of shame she displayed. I went into a blind rage at the horror of my heretofore innocent mother and her adulterous behaviour with the ugly and stinking Shudra man. I felt dirty that she had betayed my father, and that she had coupled with a beastly Shudra male. "*Haramzadi, Zali*! Whore, Bitch! what are you doing with this animal? Papa was right about you. He said you were a Zali and I never believed him. Now, I come home here from madrasa and this is what i find, you with this beast! You are giving your precious Qoon to that Kala Kaffir (black unbeliever) ! You are a disgrace to this family and yourself!" I shouted. She listened to me calmly, lying on her stomach. Before she could respond, I shouted, "You Kala Haramzada (black bastard) get out of my house now, before I call the kotwal!" The Shudra man just laughed as he stood stroking his still hard one foot black python and said, "What is wrong, Safedoo (white boy)? Angry I bokked (fucked) your mother? Feeling too bad your Doodool is not as big as mine? Your women bokk us because your Zubbs too small!" His deep masculine voice and sudden reply surprised me. Waving his big black Shudra Zubb at me, he said, "I know you want to suck on this black mar (snake)! You know you want to taste it, all you Muslim boys are choosats!" "How dare you talk to me that way you filthy animal? I wouldn't touch you! Madar-Bokka, get out of here, Solla !" With that said he laughed out loud and said "You talk like that now but if you ever had this Malabar Black Snake inside of you you'd love it just like your mother." The Shudra man then started to walk towards me! I was scared to death because of his fearsome black skin and his strong muscles. "I will tell papa and he will beat both of you!" I shouted. At this my mother immediately responded, "Haramzada! You tell papa, and I will have my Shudra Goonda shove his Buzurg Kala Shudra Nara into your Qoon. I will make you into a Madar-Bokka Oolloo !" The Shudra man laughed aloud saying, "Ji ha, begum!" and then started to walk towards me again! His huge black snake-like organ swayed back and forth as he walked, hanging half way down his knees. I was so scared, I would never have dared to face that strong and fearsome black Shudra man. Full of fright, I ran away to my room and locked the door. I only opened up long after the Shudra man had left; my mother was so confident that I would not tell papa she did not even bother to mention anything and pretended nothing had happened. Because I was so scared she would have her Shudra man make me into a Qoonee, I never ever told my papa about what happened. That day has since occupied much of my time and thought. I decided that I should tell some of my friends, and ask them their advice as to what I should do and what I should have done, and whether I was betraying my father by not telling him of what I had seen. Instead of providing me some sympathy and encouragement, all the other Muslim boys were fixated on the size of the Shudra man's Zubb. They listened most intently when I spoke about the gigantic size of his black genitals, asking detailed questions about its length, thickness and appearance, and how large his Khags (testicles) were, whether he could insert all of it into my mother's Musulmani Qoosi, and how much Thukm (sperm) he ejaculated. Their interest and questions always returned to the size of the Shudra penis; it was this aspect that fascinated them so much. Instead of providing me answers to my question as to whether I should tell my father, the other Muslim boys said I was so lucky to see something so erotic as my mother bokk (fuck) with a Shudra man. To my surprise, some of them even suggested that I made a mistake that day, and I should have stayed and chusod the Buzurg Kala Shudra Nara, saying it would have helped make my own small pink Aryan penis bigger! I was so shocked and outraged at their answers I went to talk to the non-Muslim friends of mine. The reaction from the Rajput boys was even more perplexing: they said they could hardly believe the part about the size of the Shudra erection, saying it was impossible for a man to have a penis that size. The Brahmin boys were more educated, and said it was indeed true, and that the Ananga-Ranga stated that the Shudra Zubb was in fact the largest penis of mankind, measuring on average twelve unglees (nine inches) in length, and that it would be quite common to have a Shudra man's penis measure one foot. They said they had read in their Kama-Sutra that the penis of the Dravidian man was bigger than that of the Aryan man, and that the penis of Aryan races was smaller because our genitals had shrivelled up in the cold northern climates of our ancestors over thousands of years. They said that because we Muslim were the fairest of all the castes, and came form the coldest and most northern of countries, that our penises were hence the smallest of all. The Brahmin boys said that no Brahmin female would ever give herself to a filthy Shudra man, because of their upbringing in the caste system. They said the Muslim females did not follow caste system, and hence preferred the Shudra men and their enormous black Zubbs because our Muslim Zubbs were too small. They said we Muslim men were destined to become Qoonees as all our females had been salted away by the superior Shudras. They said it was good that our Muslim females went for the Shudras, because the Shudras definitely wanted to bokk Aryani Qoosis, and with Muslim Qoosis they did not pose any danger of raping the pure Brahmin females. I guess that only doubles my shame. That many Muslim females have intercourse with Shudra men, however, is not of much succour to me and does not decrease my own shame in any way. I have always felt intimidated by the stronger and more powerful Shudra men, but after that day, I have felt even more inferior and humiliated by them, and they are my shame. I hate those Shudras because one of them bokked my mother. The End