_|_ |_| / \ /\ / \ /\ / \ / \ / \ | | | | | | \ / \ / \ / \__/ \_____/ \__/ |__| |_____| |__| ___ _______ _______ ___ | _ _ | | | | Persianate Erotic Library | | | | | | (Farsiyya | | | | | | Kitabistan-e-Lizzat) | | | | |_| http://asstr.org/~mughal |_| | ____|____________________________________|_____ | | | Erotic Stories in Iranianate Languages (Farsi,| | Urdu, Punjabi, Hindustani or Hindi for short, | | Bengali, Oudhi, Sindhi & Kashmiri), Prakritic | | Indo-Aryan (Guzerati, Marathi, Braj, Sanskrit,| | Concani, Oriya, Assamese, Maithili, Magadhi, | | Rajasthani & Bhojpuri) & Dravidian Languages | |_______________________________________________| ----------------------------------------------- | Note | | - No Copyright: This article has been | | released to the Public Domain by the | | author. Distribute Freely for any use. | | - This is an erotic story involving all | | manner of sexual acts between persons, | | different races, animals, hermaphrodites | | and objects. 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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. | |___________________________________________________| Rewarded for Good Biryani by Navab Nang-ood-Deen Khan Lahori "Naqli Telingani" One day we had a mehfil in our mahal for our dosts in the mohalla. The only two odd people were the mohalla joker, and his dost, a Telinga Piyada (Telugu foot-soldier) from the Shudra mohalla. After enjoying biryani, the Shudra stood up. "Biryani in dhis mahal is so good," he said. "Let us all salaam this lovely biryani." With that the entire audience cried "Wah, Wah". "I give you and your Bibi a big reward," he continued. All the guests cried "Wah Wah" again. Everybody was happy. More so me. "I will give you a big reward," he repeated. He told me to call my Bibi and he would give us both a reward. I did so, thinking that we would get some good gift from him. He praised her biryani again and then said that he was going to give a special gift to her and me. And first to me. With that he took his empty sherbet glass from the table and held it near his groin. Then he pulled out his Lund. What a Lund it was. It was the largest and blackest Lund I had ever seen. Thick veins criss-crossed all over the black Dravidian behemoth. Still soft, it looked like it was already one foot long. It resembled some of the large black Shiva-Lingams worshipped in the Dravidian lands. It was at least twice as big as my own, much smaller four anguli (inch) pink Aryan Lund. I felt my manhood slowly slip away as I realized just how much more of a man he was. A hushed silence fell across the hall, because I think every Sahib there must have felt small down there. But it was worse for me, for my Bibi was also staring at it. I felt my much smaller Aryan Lund contract back to a tiny size, as if in fright. At the same time, I knew my Andas (testicles) were also retracting deep into my scrotum, and my scrotum itself shrivelled up into my body. Meanwhile, I could feel my anus close tightly shut on its own, an involuntary reaction to an unconscious fear of being anally raped by that Shudra Bull. My heart sank and I felt my manhood drain away from me. "Taj, your Bibi will think you are small from now on !" he said and laughed at his own joke. None of the other Sahibs laughed though. Definitely not me. Then he started to urinate into the glass. A stream of steaming urine emerged from the pishab-slit of his big Kala Shudra Topi and shot into the glass. As he relieved himself, he made sure he was facing my Bibi, so that she could clearly see the full size of his gargantuan Shudra organ. I saw her gawking at it with wide eyes. I knew that she had never seen anything so big in her life. As he urinated, he said, "This is a special drink from the Dravidian lands. You know what it does ?" he asked Zeba. Zeba said mildly, "No." Then he asked me. "No," I replied meekly. He said, "It will make a Safedoo boy's Kukh (worm) bigger and stronger. Of course, not as big and strong like this one," he said, waving his long black Dravidian organ for emphasis, "but it will be somewhat bigger." Then he handed me the drink and ordered me to drink. I looked at the other Sahibs, but none was going to help me. The "That was the reward for Taj," said the Shudra. "Can you guess what the gift for the Begum will be ?" he asked. None of the Sahibs answered. "She must be getting bored of Taj's short Safedoo Lund (fair penis)," said the joker. "So as a reward she deserves your big Kala Shudra Lund !" With that the Telinga walked towards my Bibi. "Please, Nazia, don't let him rape you !" I exclaimed. But I saw Nazia stand still, staring at the Telinga's big black Dravidian Lund as he approached her. "Please, somebody stop him !" I asked, turning to the Sahibs. At this all the Sahibs excused themselves, stood up and left. Some knew that the Shudra would take my Bibi, and were not comfortable watching this. But none was willing to help me. They were definitely intimidated by the Shudra Goonda. Once they had left, I stood, watching the Telinga wave his big black Lund in front of Nazia. Angry, I started to move towards the Telinga, shouting for him to stop. But the joker stopped me. "Don't try it, Taj," he advised. "He is a Telinga warrior. Those Kalloos are naturally stronger than us. Try to stop him, he will beat you to a kofta and then take your Bibi anyway. Better to stay back or go away." I realized that what he was saying was true. At the same time the Telinga turned back and glared at me. The aggressive scowl in his scary black Dravidian face intimidated me, and I backed off. I could do nothing as he embraced my Bibi while she took hold of his big black Shudra Lund. She really knew who was the real man, and she started kissing him. "I felt the same way like you, when he took my Bibi," said the joker. "He seduced your Bibi too ?" I asked. "Yes. And I know how you feel. You feel like a total loser," he said. "A defeated man. And the bad thing is you will never forget this day. You will always feel like you have a small penis." "Yes. But it becomes even worse afterwards," he said. "Once he has stretched her out down there with his Telingana Black Snake, she won't be able to feel your Ganga Kukh (Ganges worm) any more. She will only want a Shudra Lund from now on. That is why we have a joke for us jokers: `Once a Ravanu, no more Ramu !'" "What to do ?" "You cannot do anything. We don't have a caste system in our Shahr. So its our Lunds versus their Lunds. So we cannot compete with them. They will dominate in anything to do with physical strength. They have kicked us out of the army. They have kicked us out of the wrestling ring. And now they are kicking us out of our beds." "How to deal with it ?" I asked him. "That is why I am a joker," he replied. With that he left. "Is it real ?" she asked him. Then the Shudra took Nazia to our bedroom. I followed and looked on from outside. I could not bear it when he started making love to her with his one-foot black Dravidian Lund. He made love to her the whole night. I slept outside on a sofa, listening to their grunts and groans the whole night. And the joker was right. I really feel like a totally emasculated foolish qarnoo (cuckold). And Nazia is no longer satisfied with my short Safed Aryan Lund. She needs a big black Shudra Lund to satisfy her now. I feel so worthless and don't know what to do. The End