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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. | |___________________________________________________| My Bibi Zeba prefers the Shudra Naukar and His Big Kala Zubb by Moolla Nizam-oollah Najm Asaf-Jah "Hazrat Shudralingayyat" My life was perfect except for one thing. For the last few fortnights one thought had started to torment me. I had been suspecting that my Bibi was cheating me with our Shudra Naukar, an ugly low-caste Kalloo (blackie) from the Dravidian lands called Ogga-Lingam. The main reason was that I had seen her smile him in the face on numours occasions, and look at his groin area. This was not what a devout Musulmani Bibi was supposed to do. As I loved her deeply, this thought troubled me no end. One night I confronted her with this concern while we were in bed. Without denying it, she told me I would soon get my answer. Then Zeba shocked me by calling for our Shudra Naukar (Shudra servant) Ogga-Lingam. I quickly covered both of us with a sheet. To my surprise, she then asked Ogga-Lingam to come and join us in the bed. His thick slobbering Dravidian lips broke into a wide smile, and he then untied his lungi, standing totally nanga in front of us. Between his legs hung the largest set of male genitalia I had ever seen. Over two very low-hanging Dravidian testicles hung the longest and thickest black penis imaginable. Ogga-Lingam pointed to his big black penis and said, "This is what yaar Bibi needs." Zeba looked at me and smiled lewdly. I felt my manhood slip away in front of his huge Telingana Black Snake. Then he joined us in the bed. With that, Ogga-Linga lay on one side of the bed, my Bibi Zeba in the middle and me on the other side. All of us were nanga, but Zeba and I had the bed-sheets covering us. There lay my white Bibi next to a tall and muscular Shudra man with a Zubb that looked like it was one foot long. And I lay nanga with my Zubb shrivelled to a one inch thumb. I wanted to tell him to get out of my marriage bed, but I felt too emasculated and inferior in front of his gigantic black penis to do anything. Zeba then told Ogga-Lingam that I had asked her if she had betrayed me with him. With this Ogga-Lingam laughed and then embraced Zeba. She started kissing him, and I felt low when I saw her glue her coral-red Perso-Arabic lips against his thick slobbering Dravidian Shudra lips. Then Zeba looked me in the eyes and said, "Mehboob (darling), let me give you your answer." With that she pulled back the covers and rolled over onto her stomach, between Ogga-Lingam's Dravidian legs. Ogga-Lingam's Shudra Zubb was still flaccid, but was already much longer and fatter than my own Aryan penis was when fully erect. I looked down at my flaccid and shrivelled pink Aryan penis and realized how much smaller it appeared next to Ogga-Lingam's big black Dravidian penis. Meanwhile, Zeba, looking me straight in the eyes, took Ogga-Lingam's big black penis into her hands started stroking it. The Naukar's head went back as his already massive Shudra Linga started to grow still more in size as it gradually extended into erection. Zeba re-positioned herself on her knees between Ogga-Lingam's legs. Then she took Ogga-Lingam's fully erect twelve inch black Shudra penis in both her hands, one on top of the other. She started to jerk it with both hands while she put the Kinaaf, which still stuck out at the top, into her dainty mouth. At that point I realized what power a Shudra Linga had over an Aurat. Zeba was like in heaven, and she was lovingly stroking Ogga-Lingam's big black penis while running her delicate mouth up and down it. For some strange reason my own short pink Aryan Muslim penis became hard and extended to its full five inches. It was as if I was trying to compete with the Shudra Linga which was the focus of my Bibi's attention. But it was still much smaller than gigantic black Dravidian monster my Bibi was worshipping. This did not go unnoticed. Zeba said, "Mehboob, your little Doodool. It is excited." Oga-Lingam looked at my Doodool and cursed "Gandoo!" After a while she stopped looking at me and admired his big Kala Shudra Linga. Periodically she pulled away from it and held it in her hand, staring at it, studying it closely. "Ya Allah, you have a wonderful Shiva Linga!" she said. "This is a real man's Zubb. Every Aryan Aurat's dream." His big black Shudra erection was at least twice as long as my own five-inch Aryan penis, and was much, much thicker as well. Comparing my organ to his would be like comparing a Kashmiri rabbit's red prick with a large Telugu buffalo's reproductive organ. I heard her occasionally mutter some phrases from the Quran as she looked at it, and I knew that she was actually worshipping it. With this, Zeba increased her efforts performing Linga-Pooja on the huge Kala Shiva-Linga. After a long time Ogga-Lingam started to groan loudly. From the thick pungent smell in the room and my Bibi's vigourous throat movement I knew that my Bibi was swallowing a huge quantity of Dravidian Thook (sperm). When the powerful Dravidian ejaculation was over, Zeba moved her mouth away and let Ogga-Lingam's Zubb rest on his thigh. His Shudra Linga was enromous, still over nine inches long even in its soft state. Zeba then immediately looked over at me and especially at my Zubb. My Zubb stood at its full five inch erect size. She then moved over till she was laying on her stomach between my legs. Then she took my little pink Aryan Doodool into one of her hands. "See! I had to stroke his Shudra Lund with two hands and could still chuso his Kinaaf (glans). But your short white Safedoo Doodool easily fits into my hand," she said. Wrapping her index finger and a thumb around my skinny erection, she said "Let me see how fast this little Bacha toy shoots". With this she started to jerk up and down on my Doodool. She increased the intensity and speed of her jerking as she called me a "Safedoo" and a "Kotak Zubb". In between she looked over at Ogga-Lingam's flaccid organ and told me, "See, his Shudra Lund is still bigger than your Aryan Lund." All this while, Ogga-Lingam smiled and laughed at Zeba's jokes. She did not deign to chuso my Doodool. I knew that requesting her might elicit a denial, which I, in front of her Shudra Naukar, would not be able to overrule. So, I did not ask her to chuso me, and she did not do it. Instead, she just spat on my Doodool once to provide some lubrication. After a while, I could hold on no longer and shot a few squirts of Thook into the air. While I was recovering, Zeba returned to her place in the middle of the bed and again started to kiss Ogga-Lingam. Then she spread her white thighs for him. Ogga-Lingam knelt between her legs with his Zubb pointing right at her Qoosi. It looked even bigger than when Zeba had worshipped it. The sight was humbling but somehow erotic. Then he penetrated her and started to copulate with her. I was jerking my own little white Aryan penis like a divana (mad-man) while watching this. As he mated with her, she wrapped her long white legs around his muscular black Dravidian frame, and locked her dainty feet behind her back. Her toes arched upwards with every powerful thrust of the Shudra Naukar, showing the intensity of her feelings. This sex scene was far removed from our routine. Usually, I would chuso her Qoosi and then put my little Aryan Zubb into her, while she would casually and nonchalantly make some generic erotic statements. This Aurat looked and sounded completely different from my Bibi. Her moans were much louder than anything I had ever heard from her. She was crying out a mixture of dirty phrases in Farsi and Urdu. He was pulling back so that nearly all of his long black Shudra penis was out of her before slamming it back into her. She embraced him closely, wrapping her hands tightly around his shoulders and kissing him on his lips. Then something happened which I had never seen before. My lovely Bibi Zeba had an orgasm. My short four-inch Aryan Doodool had never been able to give her an orgasm. But right then her white Aryani Qoosi spasmed wildly around that huge black Shudra Linga. On seeing that I shot a load of Thook right into the air. Ogga-Lingam and Zeba laughed at me when I ejaculated. Unlike those big black Shudra Lingas, my Aryan Doodool contracted to an embarassingly small size after climax, shrivelling up to a miniscule one inch in length. My Aryan Doodool could only climax twice a night, so there was no way it could become hard again. Thus, it became very uncomfortable to stay on the bed, because both of them occasionally looked over at me, and in particular at my Zubb. That is why I felt really much smaller than usual. So I stood up and went to the bath-room to recover and hide for a while. I could hear Zeba's deep groans and moans from the bath-room. Moreover, now that I had climaxed I was not aroused by this any more. However, I knew that even if I tried to stop it, there was no way that I would succeed. I waited in the bath-room for a while, but then felt too tired. I came out and returned to the bedroom. "Zeba, I want to go to sleep now," I said. Ogga-Lingam was totally unfazed by my statements, despite being otherwise the Naukar. He continued to pound his big black Dravidian Linga into my Bibi's white Qoosi. Zeba turned her head to the side towards my direction, opened her eyes and took a glance at my spent little pink one inch Doodool. Recognizing that I had obviously finished for the night, having climaxed twice, she said curtly, "Go and sleep on the divan in the main room and let us finish. These Shudras can bokk (fuck) the whole night, so you will not get any sleep in this room." With this, she turned her head back and closed her eyes again. Left without any choice, I went to the living room and lay down on the divan, listening to the lewd grunts and groans of my Bibi being well and truly copulated by our Shudra Naukar. Somehow I managed to go to sleep. The next morning I awoke to the Oudh sun. Gradually the reality of the previous night began to set in. I looked up and saw Zeba lying completely nangi on the bed with her arm draped over Ogga-Lingam. Both were still sleeping. It is indeed a humbling sight to see one's Bibi nangi in bed lying right next to a nanga Shudra. I felt a pang of jealousy run through me. I knew that my life had totally changed. The End