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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. | |___________________________________________________| When Jikku Seduced My Bibi by Nawabzada Taj-ood-Deen Khan Lakhnavi "Chota Lund Gora Londa" My Bibi Yasmin and I had just been married. We had both just entered young adulthood. Yasmin had been my mohalla sweetheart since childhood. I adored her pure white ashrafi Perso-Arabic skin, and her long black hair. She was a pure-blooded ashrafi Muslim girl of immigrant Iranic stock, whose ancestors had settled in Punjab and Oudh seven centuries ago. Our parents wholeheartedly supported our shaadi (wedding), and it was one of the biggest ever in our mohalla. Shortly after our shaadi, we moved into another mahal in our mohalla. My Bibi soon found that the work in the house was too much, and soon demanded that we find a Naukar or Naukrani. So I spread the message amongst the dalals (go-betweens) and put ads in the local papers. At first, I was keen on keeping a Shudrani naukrani (Shudrani servant), as I did not want another man in my mahal. However, the Shudrani naukranis, although cheapest amongst all naukranis, were still too expensive. The Shudra male Naukars were much cheaper. Finally, I managed to find a very cheap Naukar. He turned out to be a strong Shudra man named Jikku. Despite his clearly Malabari name, I could not tell whether he was really a Malabari or not, because many of the local Shudras took on Dravidian names to appear stronger. Financial considerations meant that my opposition to another man in the house had to be dropped. We definitely needed a naukar, so I hired him. At first, he scared both my Bibi and me because he was so strong and aggressive. He wore a tight lungi about his waist, and nothing across his top. While I hated to admit it, he had a very nice physique with thick, strong arms and a massive chest with strong legs. Needless to say, for the first few fortnights or so, we did not talk much. My modest Bibi Yasmin was actually scared to live under the same roof with him, and she made me lock the bedroom door each night before we went to sleep. To my dismay, I began noticing that Jikku was looking at Yasmin with more and more interest and attention. He was clearly attracted to her, and looked at her a lot. This made me feel uneasy, but I was confident my modest Bibi loved me deeply and would never be attracted to an ugly Shudra man. More so, since our shaadi had been a love marriage, not an arranged marriage. One night, we all were sitting about the dinner table and talking. For some reason, Jikku was very aggressive and dominant. Suddenly, Jikku made a joke about the size of Shudra mens' Zubbs, and then quickly told another about the small size of Aryan Zubbs. He then made a comment about how much bigger Shudra men were. He was trying to get a reaction from Yasmin. This was clearly a racial insult in front of my Bibi, and I definitely did not want to agree with him. Secretly, of course, I knew that it was probably true; I had heard the many stories of Shudra phallic magnitude and success with Aryan Musulmani women. However, I did not want my lovely Bibi Yasmin to learn about these embarassing facts. Admitting to the sexual superiority of Shudra males would be automatically admitting that my own Aryan zubb was inferior. So I engaged him in a debate. The argument degenerated, and finally Jikku challenged me to see whether he was bigger or not. That was when I realized that I could not back down. Not only was I too intimidated by the massive Shudra to stop, but cutting the argument short then would have automatically meant defeat. Yasmin would definitely think that Shudras were bigger. I also hoped that some miracle would occur, maybe interrupting the entire conversation. However, no miracle happened. I looked over at Yasmin, to see her reaction. She had been silently and intently listening to the whole conversation, and looked very curious. Then Jikku asked Yasmin to be the judge in the "who has a bigger Zubb" contest. To my dismay, she agreed. My mind raced as I realized what my Shudra Naukar had pushed me into. I saw Jikku untying the string of his tight kushti-shorts and realized that I should pull out first to take away his momentum. I also realized that I should at least try to become hard before I became naked, so that I would not look so small. I frantically tried to make my own diminutive Aryan organ hard by rubbing it before pulling it out. To prevent him from coming out first, I pulled down my pyjamas and as I did so, rubbed my organ some more. I managed to become somewhat hard, and I was happy when I pulled it out. My proud Aryan Muslim erection was five angusht (inches) in length, its pink length glistening in the candle-light. Yasmin had seemed impressed with it the first few times I had lain with her, but she had never been with another man. Then, Jikku slowly slid his shorts down. As his pushed his shorts down to his ankles, his huge Shudra genitals came out. His zubb was obscenely large! It reminded me of a large Malabar Black Snake. It was still flaccid, and thick, pulsing veins crossed the thick shaft. He was uncircumcised, and had a long thick foreskin hanging over his Qinaaf. Jikku was proud of his Zubb and was showing it to Yasmin. My lovely fair Aryan Musulmani Bibi was staring with great interest at Jikku's huge Kala Shudra Zubb. I felt defeated and inferior. Comparing my Aryan Zubb to his Shudra Nara was like comparing a rabbit to a Buffalo. As if conceding defeat in front of the superior Shudra Nara, my own short Aryan zubb contracted rapidly to a pathetically small state. Fortunately, my mind worked very quickly, and I decided to concede defeat before letting this go any further. I said, "Yes, Jikku. You win! Let us put it back now!" I quickly put my own small Aryan zubb back into my pyjamas, for I was ashamed at how much smaller it was than Jikku's huge Kala Shudra Zubb. However, Jikku shook his huge Malabar Black Snake in the air for a while, and then only slowly put it back into his kushti shorts. At this point I looked back at Yasmin. She was pretending that she was not shocked, but I saw her eyes were glued to Jikku's large bulge as it went back into his kushti shorts. No matter what happened later, I knew that Yasmin would always consider me, and perhaps all Aryan men, to be small down there. A deafening silence engulfed the room, so I tried to quickly change the conversation to something else. However, after a short while Yasmin asked Jikku if she could see his Zubb again. She said that she had not seen his Zubb very carefully. My heart sank, because it was Yasmin who had scuttled my plans of changing the topic. Then, Jikku looked at me with triumph in his eyes, and I also realized that he had conquered Yasmin. He confidently sat down on the diwan between Yasmin and me. Then he slowly undressed, pulling down his kushti shorts again. After he had his gigantic Dravidian Zubb out, he held it up with one hand and started to stroke it. As his zubb started becoming harder, I realized that he must have one of the biggest Zubbs in the entire Timurid Caliphate. It almost seemed unreal in its size. Pulling his foreskin, he exposed the entire Qinaaf. I heard Yasmin gasp. Looking at her, I saw that she was smiling lewdly and staring at his huge Shudra Zubb. Yasmin Bibi then did something which humbled my manhood. Slowly, she reached over and grasped Jikku's huge Kala Malabari Zubb in her delicate Aryan hand. The pure Aryan hand, which had hitherto only touched my pure Aryan Musulman Zubb, tried to encircle the large Kala Shudra Nara. My manhood slipped away as I saw her fingers grasp the large mammoth organ. I remember watching Yasmin's beautiful Aryan Muslim face as she slowly slid Jikku's foreskin back and forth over his huge Qinaaf. It made a strange wrinkled, puckered shape when she pulled his Dravidian foreskin over his huge Shudra Qinaaf. Besides being much smaller, I was also of course circumcised with no extra skin. She lay there for a long time, studying his Malabari Zubb. She traced the veins on it with her finger and squeezed his foreskin. She rolled his huge Khags back and forth in his scrotum, watching them as they moved. Then she kissed his Zubb. After a while, she then started to chuso it. While she was busy chusoing him, she asked me to come over. I was excited that maybe she wanted to stop and enjoy me - maybe she wanted to chuso me and stop chusoing him. My Aryan Muslim zubb became hard once again as I walked over to her. As I stood near her, she told me to pull down my pyjamas, which I eagerly did. Then she just grabbed my zubb and pulled it close to Jikku's huge Shudra Zubb. Holding them close, she compared their relative sizes. I realized with shock that I could have fit at least four of my small Safed Aryan Zubbs into his huge Kala Shudra Nara. Then, slapping my short Aryan zubb, as if dismissing it, my Bibi giggled and laughed. One thing I can say, having your Bibi laugh at the small size of your Zubb, especially in front of a Shudra man, is a very humbling experience. Crushed, my pink Aryan Zubb rapidly deflated to a pathetically small size, as if its pride was punctured by Yasmin. Ashamed to show my Bibi my Zubb in its tiny contracted state, I quickly went to the side of the room and pulled up my pyjamas. I was already a defeated and humiliated man, so when Yasmin then climbed on top of him, I could not resist. All the love which we had lavished upon one another could not prevent Yasmin from succumbing to the attraction of a Malabari Nara. Yasmin slowly descended onto his huge Kala Shudra Nara, and, holding his shaft with one hand, she slowly sat on his Zubb. It took much effort for her to slowly get the top part into her tight Aryani Qoosi. Finally, once she had managed to fit him all inside her precious Aryani Musulmani Qoosi, she stayed still for a while, savouring the feeling of his full zubb inside her. Then she bokked him for a long time. Jikku taunted me, saying that Yasmin would never want a Safedoo again. He laughed and told me that now Yasmin was his Aurat. Yasmin kept on pounding onto him till both of them climaxed together. By then it was already night-time, and Yasmin took Jikku to our marriage bed to spend the night with him. I slept outside on a Persian carpet, as the Shudra Naukar bokked my Bibi the whole night. It took just one night for that Shudra Aadmi to conquer my Bibi and destroy several years of courtship and love I had built up with Yasmin Bibi. After that, Jikku did not let me near Yasmin for the next few days. He bokked her almost continuously and refused to yield his new place in my bed. He forced her to promise never to sleep with an Aryan, and especially not a Muslim man, again. It was also clear that Yasmin wanted to continue experiencing the horse-hung Shudra Naukar. Because she still loves me, she occasinally lets me bokk her Qoosi when the Shudra Naukar is gone. But her once-tight Aryani Musulmani Qoosi is now a stretched out Fataq (big vagina), and she cannot feel me when I bokk her. It is only because she loves me so much that she lets me bokk her secretly. But there is no doubt that Jikku is her real man. The End