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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. | |___________________________________________________| Textile Town Tale by Ghulam Shamsher Osmani Bangalistani It was long back that I grew up as a boy in Bengal. Since the surrounding region was a famous cotton growing belt, our Shahr (city) had grown into a textile centre. We lived in the textile mohalla, which was a mixture of rows of small houses for workers and textile mills, along with supporting industries. Our family were traditional textile workers, passing down the tradition of weaving from generation to generation. My Papa worked as a cotton supplier in one of the big mills belonging to a textile company, and often had to travel to the hinterland to obtain cotton for the mill. Hence, he was often away for days at a time. To afford our house, my Madar also worked as a weaver in another mill on another street in our mohalla. She was hard-working and a good Madar. However, when Papa was away, she often came back much later than usual. Whenever I asked her, she said that, after work, she had either gone to the house of Taslima, one of her best friends who worked in her mill, or to the local dhaba. Then one day, when I was fourteen years of age, something happened. One afternoon after I came back from Madrassa (school) I found my Madar was not home. By night it was much later than she came home when Papa was around. So I went to the dhaba and did not find her there. So I went to the building where her friend Taslima lived and went upstairs to her house. Being very chalak (smart), I went through the back entrance to find out if my Madar was there. As I entered Taslima Banu's house I could hear voices, so I moved slowly. There, right in Taslima Banu's main room I saw my beautiful fair-skinned Bengali Madar seated next to a black-skinned Shudra man who was clearly not from our Bengali weaver mohalla. His black skin, rugged face, broad nose, stout bone structure and over-developed musculature marked him as a man from the nearby Telinga mohalla. This is where all the imported Telinga Piyadas (Telingana Foot-soldiers), who dominated our Lashkars (armies), lived, along with scary Kala Shudra men from other Dravidian lands. I had never seen adults mating and so was shocked and excited at what I had stumbled on. My Madar had already taken off her kameez over her head, and her large white breasts were being played with by the stout Shudra man. The Telinga had his khaki trousers down around his ankles and my Madar was stroking the largest male organ I had ever seen. I had never seen a Shudra Lund and was totally unprepared for the gigantic size. I had just become a man and my fair Bengali Lund would grow to four anguliyya (inches) at best, and was little thicker than a finger. I had never been conscious of having a small Lund, because I had seen many of the other Londas in the toilets of the mohalla, and I was average. But my Lund was dwarfed by the huge black Dravidian organ of the Telinga warrior, which was well over a foot long and looked like it was three palm-widths in length, or twelve anguliyya. The Telinga Piyada's sweaty Lund was very black, extremely long and very thick with an unusual Topi. I later learned that his Topi looked strange because he was uncircumcised. Coming from a largely Muslim weaver mohalla, I had never seen a circumcised Lund. So it looked really strange as my Madar's white hand stroked up and down his long thick Shudra shaft, his black Kaffir foreskin moving up and down his thick Topi (glans). Totally aroused, I hid and watched. My Madar continued to stroke his rigid Dravidian weapon. Occassionally she bent over and chatoed and chusoed his big black phallus and his Andas. The Telinga would say something low every so often and caress my Madar's white breasts with his big black hands. But mostly, he had his eyes shut and enjoyed my Madar stroking and chusoing (sucking) his big black Dravidian Bull-organ. After a while I saw my Madar start to mango-chuso the Telinga's weapon. She alternated between hard rapid strokes, holding her head in place as her hands moved up and down the lower part of his gigantic Telingana Black Snake. I could see that this sent a wave of excitement through the Dravidian warrior's black muscle-body. She worked on him like that for a while as he toyed with her large wide white Nabur (buttocks). The Telinga started to breathe harder and I moved a little to obtain a better view. My Madar who was chusoing his big Kala Shudra Lund removed her mouth from his sweaty organ. The huge Kala Telinga Nara hardened even more. At that moment a huge thick load of Thook shot about three feet into the air before falling back onto my Madar's hands and breasts. This was followed by about 8 or 9 more spurts. When he was done, my Madar's arms and breasts were covered with Dravidian Thook. She turned and smiled at him. The Telinga lay back in exhaustion. My Madar leaned over and they kissed for a while. To my surprise, the Telinga warrior did not lose his erection. The Telinga was rubbing his rigid black Shudra pole between my Madar's white Nabur cheeks. Really, I would have given all I had just to kiss my Madar's white Nabur and chuso her puckered Qoonee (anus). Wedged inside her musky anal crack, the Telinga's big black Dravida Zubb became hard again. The Telinga then shoved his huge black Shudra penis into my Madar's visibly hairy Fuddi as she lay on her belly. Then he started to pump in and out of her from behind. I watched in awe as the Kala masculine Telinga Shudra Piyada covered my Madar with his sweaty black muscle-body and vigourously copulated her from behind. The contrast of his dark black Dravidian Shudra skin contrasted sharply with my Madar's fair white Bengali skin. Then the Telinga grunted and ejaculated inside my Madar. With that he removed his big Kala Shudra Lund and I could see my Madar's Fuddi was full of thick Dravidian Thook. At that moment I heard some noise from the front of my Madar's friend's house and I knew somebody was coming. With that I quickly retreated and went back home. Later my Madar came back home after mid-night. I was still awake after masturbating three times. I asked her why she was so late. She said she was just having some fun with her sister after work. With that, she went to bed. Over the years I had a few more opportunities to see my Madar with Shudra men and I was always excited by the sight. The End