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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 Love for Shabnam Shattered by Nawabzada Taj-ood-Deen Khan Lakhnavi "Chota Lund Gora Londa" It was about one year ago that I fell madly in love with a very beautiful Aurat (woman) by the name of Shabnam Banu hight. She was as a Shah-Zadi (princess) and I had fallen for her in the bazaar when I first saw her. I greatly longed for her, desiring to kiss her coral-red lips, fondle her large white breasts, and caress her curvy hips and legs, which I observed carefully through her tight erotic shalwar kameez. Every night I dreamed of inserting my Zubb (penis) into her precious white Aryan Qoosi (vagina). Unable to bear the pain, I repeatedly proclaimed my love for her in the bazaar. Yet, she always rebuffed me. One day, unable to bear her denials any longer, I followed her to her mohalla. That is how madly the flame of love for her burned in my heart. With my heart pounding, I knocked using the knocker on her darwaza to proclaim my love for her again. As the darwaza opened, her radiant face appeared, like the shining Moon. "Oh Shabnam Banu, I am madly in love with you. Please make me your Ghulam!" I proclaimed. "Don't be smart with me, or I will have my Yar (lover) on you," she said. Undeterred by this threat, I told, "I will be willing to face your Yar, and fight for your honour !" "He is a SUDRA you know !" she angrily snapped back. With that I immediately backed off in fear. Laughing, she closed the darwaza. My spirits were very low after that. Yet, I could not believe what she said. Despite the strong preference our females are said to show for the Shudra male, I hoped that my beloved was innocent. In my heart, I still hoped that she was just making up a story to rebuff me. For this reason I continued to loiter around her mahal, dreaming of her exquisite beauty. It was late in the night when a very stout Shudra man came up to her darwaza and knocked on it using the heavy iron ring. He looked like one of the strong Shudra warriors from Telingana who fought in the armies. I was not much compared to him. The darwaza opened, and, unlike myself, the Shudra visitor was immediately allowed inside. That was when I should have given it up and returned to my home. But I was jealous, and curious to see what I was up against. And, while it sounds strange, I still thought that she would not condescend to mate with him, and hoped that perhaps he was just a Naukar of hers. My deep love for her blinded me, and I somehow believed that it was possible he was not her Yar but just a Naukar or visitor. For that reason I continued to wait outside her mahal, hoping to see the Shudra man come out soon. I waited and waited. Soon, it was late night and the Chauki-dars were starting to roam the streets. I had to leave, or do something else. Still not desiring to see the facts for what they were, I went to the garden behind her mahal and peered inside my beloved's bed-chamber. Candlelight illuminated the chamber and as I observed what was happening, my life was shattered and changed forever. There, in the luxurious bed-chamber, was my beloved Shabnam Khan, violently copulating with the Shudra Telinga. Her white feet were spread wide, and the muscular black Dravidian buttocks of the Shudra were vigourously pounding up and down, his belly slapping against hers. As I looked between her legs, I could see his heavy Dravidian Khags (testicles) slapping against her white buttocks, and the lower part of what was clearly a very thick and long black Shudra penis. As I watched her copulating with the Shudra, my manhood shattered forever, one of the thrusts was mis-aimed and the Shudra's organ came out of my beloved's white Qoosi. That was when I saw the entire length of my rival's love weapon. It was gigantic. One foot long and completely Kala, it was correspondingly thick. My four angosht (inch) Aryan tool was no match for his Telugu. True, above the neck I was superior: I was more handsome, more intelligent and wealthier. But below the belt, I totally lost out. No wonder she refused to even consider me. Meanwhile, my short four inch Aryan prick became erect, as if accepting its own inferiority. And the sight of the white Shabnam Khan copulating with that rough black Shudra Aadmi was, while I hate to admit it, arousing. I stroked my organ and soon had a most powerful climax. As I shot my Thook (sperm) into Shabnam Banu's garden, I felt like my defeated manhood was flowing into her flower beds and plants. After that day, I have had a severe penis size inferiority complex. I feel very small down there, and feel very intimidated by any Shudra man I see. Whenever I come near a Shudra man, I feel my own short fair Aryan Soo-soo contract into its shaft, and my testicles shrink back into my scrotum, which becomes very tight and firm. At the same time, I clench my anal muscles, as if in some subconscious fear of being anally raped by a Shudra Bull. If only I had not made the stupid mistake of peering into her window, I would at least still feel like a man. Moreover, since then, I lack the confidence to approach another Aurat. The End