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She was a beautiful Orat with long black hair, shapely legs, a perfect backside, and well-proportioned body. The procuress then informed me that I had received a marriage proposal from the Hyderabadi Begum. My parents were overjoyed that an ordinary Oudhi Bacha like me would receive a marriage proposal from a Begum belonging to a wealthy Hyderabadi Nizami family. I was also happy, because I always loved older Begums (ladies), and my four-anguliyya boyish Oudhi Zubb attained its full erection. After all of us had a lavish dinner, the procuress took me aside and informed everybody that she wanted to talk to me alone to teach me the facts of life. All of them laughed loudly as she took me into a room. When I was alone with the procuress, she told me that I was very lucky to receive such a marriage proposal from so wealthy and Ashrafi a Begum, that too from one of the wealthiest Nizami families of Hyderabad. I agreed. Truly, I was indeed lucky. Then she told me that, however, in exchange for me being able o marry such a wealthy and aristocratic Hyderabadi Begum, I had to make one minor adjustment in my life. Naturally, I told her that any adjustment was fine with me. The procuress smiled and then said that, as Deccani boys and girls grew up, it was common for the Deccani, and especially Hyderabadi, girls to "stray" with the tough Dravidian boys, especially the Dravidian Shudra boys. At that she paused for a while and carefully studied my face. I was puzzled, and it must have shown. She then said, it was a ritual, she said, for Deccani and Hyderabadi girls to be made into a woman by the Dravidian Shudra boys. Hence, she informed me, the Deccani boys often preferred to bring in "unsullied" Ashrafi beauties from the north, especially from places where there were no Shudra men, like Kashmir and Punjab. In turn, the Deccani females on their part often lured northern Ashrafi Showhars with the attraction of their wealth, who, however, would have to in return accept their Deccani Bibis' black preferences. All this was too much for me. So when she then asked me if I understood, I naturally told her I did not. The old hag then informed me that since childhood Shakeela had loved Dravidian men, particularly Dravidian Shudra men as only their big Kala Lunds could properly fill up and satisfy a real Orat. I was shocked. Implicit in the marriage proposal, she informed me, Shakeela made it very clear that she did not plan to make any Bachas with me. The procuress quietly informed me that she planned to have at least three Bachas (babies) and intended to have them sired by very dark-skinned black Dravidian Shudra men with Lunds (penises) at least one qadam (foot) long and proportionately thick. She also wanted her three Kala Shudra Bachas to be sired by different Shudra Yars. When she saw the no doubt dejected look on my face, she told me that after the Begum had had two Kala Bachas, she would put in a word so that maybe I might have a chance at fathering a third one. All this was naturally repugnant to me. I told her I was not interested. Then the old hag told me that my parents had already accepted the proposal; she was only preparing me for what I would face later on. She said I should be happy that she had told me what to expect. With that she left. When I went back, I tried to tell my overjoyed parents that I was not interested, but did not get the chance. When I saw Shakeela Begum smile at me repeatedly, I just could not say no. Thus it was that the marriage was celebrated in pomp. On the wedding night, I sat beside Shakeela Begum for the entire proceedings. Notables from the prominent noble families of Oudh and the Deccan congratulated me for my marriage and in getting such a wealthy Begum from such a well-known Hyderabadi Nizami family. Then at night, as I entered the bed-chamber I saw my Shakeela Begum on the wedding-bed. Absolutely ravishing, she was wearing an erotic tight shalwar which tightly ensheathed her shapely legs. A tight red choli was the only dress on her upper body. Golden anklets around her ankles and toe-rings around her toes only emphasized the beauty of her feet. She smiled at me and told me to take off my clothes and then come over and kiss her feet, which was the custom of how a Sahib showed respect to his Begum both in the North and in the Deccan. With that I stripped off my sherwani and pyjamas. When she spied my genitals, I saw her smile and almost laugh, I did not know why. Still overjoyed, I climbed onto the bed and did as he had ordered. As I worshipped her lovely feet with my Zaban (tongue) and mouth, I almost forgot about everything else. After some time, she suddenly pushed my face away with her foot and then clapped her hands, crying out "O Ravana, my Dravidian God! My Shudra Yar! Please come for me !". At this a large, muscular and very frightening black Telingana Shudra warrior entered the room. He had an extremely muscular physique. His skin shone with his sweat, gleaming in the light. Clad only in a tight Lashkar trouser, he was very impressive. Shakeela noticed me looking enviously at the Dravidian Sex-God and laughed, saying that us Safedoos were no match for those Kala Shudra Bulls in any way. Sala, I knew she was really right as I compared myself to him. He was much more masculine than me in every single way. But to hear her say it really hurt me badly. Shakeela Begum then told me that Ravana was her old Shudra Yar. She said he was famous for the size of his Lund and was hence much loved by all the Orats of her Hyderabad Mohalla. His big Kala Shudra Lund was the envy and terror of all the mohalla Safedoos, for Ravana used it to conquer the Bibis, Banus and Bubus of the Mohalla Safedoos. Moreover, he really knew how to intimidate and bully a Safedoo and relished breaking them in. Shakeela Begum allowed me to watch. It was a deeply moving experience. They necked and petted for a long time. They glued each others' mouths together. Ravana told Shakeela he loved her passionately and wished she had married him and not me, a dumb Safedoo. Shakeela told him how much she adored him, but she wanted to marry a Safedoo for society. All the while Shakeela was rubbing the huge bulge in Ravana's pyjamas while he fondled her large breasts through her kameez. She then pulled her kameez off over her shoulders, exposing her large breasts. He started to paw her breasts and pinched them. At this Shakeela then untied his trousers and pulled them to the ground. Ravana stood upright in front of her. When totally nangoo, the most shocking aspect of his body, were his gigantic genitals. His big Kala Shudra Lund was a full one-foot long, but was not yet hard. His thick black uncircumcised Kaffir foreskin hung loosely over his magnificent black Topi. That was when I realized why the fair Deccani girls were not interested in their own Deccani boys' Lunds, as the procuress had told me previously. The Shudra men had enormous black Lunds which were twice or thrice as large as the fair-boy pricks us Oudhi boys and our Deccani brothers had. Seeing the gargantuan size of his Shudra phallus, I understood why she had almost laughed at my much smaller Aryan Lund previously. Her female eye was irresistibly drawn towards it. His Lund looked incredible, swinging heavily as he turned around. She then said she wanted me to know why she was not interested in having my Bachas. She told me to come over and stand next to Ravana. As I stood next to the Dravidian God, the contrast between our bodies, and especially our penises, was striking. It was really emasculating to see my inferior, short and skinny fair Aryan Oudhi Zubb right next to his superior huge black Shudra Linga. My puny white Oudhi Zubb looked even smaller and dwarf-like in comparison to his majestic black Dravidian Orat-pleaser (Woman-pleaser). Placing her hands next to my phallus, she measured it. She could easily use one palm to measure me. My Lund was one palm-width long, or four anguliyya (inches). Then she moved to Maha-Lingam. She smiled wickedly at me as she had to use three hands, placing one on top of the other, to measure him. She measured his big black Shudra Lund to be an entire three palm-widths long, or twelve anguliyya. His big black Dravidian Topi was very black and had a large pishab-hole into which a rupee coin could have easily been slid. "See, you Safedoos could only dream of a Lund like this," she hissed. Sala, when she said that I saw my Lund shrivel up towards my body and I felt my testicles shrank back into their scrotum. Noticing the contraction of my genitals, she laughed loudly and cruelly. Ashamed, I quickly backed off and covered my groin in humiliation. Well, naturally I retreated in defeat from the scene, attempting to leave the room. But Shakeela ordered me to instead watch them from a kursi in the corner of the room. I had no choice but to obey. Smiling in triumph, Ravana slapped Shakeela's boobs with his Lund. She really liked that, and tried to seize his bouncing Lund into her mouth before it recoiled away. Sometimes she succeeded, sometimes she did not. He gently positioned himself between her white legs. Shakeela spread them wide and placed both of her dainty arms around his bull-like black and locked her legs around his rump. Then he positioned his magnificent organ very carefully at the opening of Shakeela's love hole. Ravana then rubbed his huge black penis around her pink Fuddi slit. She tossed and turned as he rubbed it against her genitory, her breath was ragged and she was groaning. At the same time Ravana stroked his big black Dravidian penis with his rough hand, making it even firmer and harde. It looked so astonishingly long and intimidatingly magnificent, all of one foot long. Then he eased his enormous black Topi into Shakeela's dripping love-hole. My Bibi sobbed and squealed as she took his thick Lund bit by bit. I felt so worthless and useless as his superior big black Dravidian Shudra phallus went up my Bibi's tight Safedi Aryan Deccani Fuddi. Then he began pushing it in. It took a long while for him to slowly insert his behemoth into her. Finally, I saw that she had taken every bit of Ravana's awesome Shudra staff. I could not take my eyes from the sight of his huge black Shudra shaft buried in my Deccani Bibi's white Fuddi. Shakeela shook and writhed on his phallus, begging for him to bokk her. The colour contrast between Maha-Lingam's big black Shudra penis and Shakeela's pink-lipped Fuddi was striking. Shakeela was all over him, hanging onto him as he bokked her. It was clear that she was having multiple orgasms and that he was more than satisfactory to her. Once in place Ravana began pumping in and out, slowly and gently at first. But then more and more rapidly, deeper and deeper until his heavy Dravidian testicles were brushing against Shakeela's white buttocks on each in-stroke. Aroused, Shakeela's creamy lubricant thoroughly coated Ravana's silky black Shudra penis, making it glisten like shiny granite rock. I swear by the Quran that his big black Shudra Lund must have gone inside her Safedi Orat's Fuddi as far as her cervix, deep into her womb. She was moaning and groaning as his Lund jerked powerfully, shooting his Dravidian Thook deep into Shakeela's womb. I heard her begging for his Dravidian Thook, pleading for "her Dravidian God" to make her pregnant. She insisted that he shoot his Thook into her Safedi Fuddi. Shakeela had told me that she had timed the wedding so that she would become pregnant on her wedding night itself. But it did not work. Clearly, her fertile egg had ignored the calendar and released its ripened egg before or maybe after our wedding. I did not think it was possible that her egg could have somehow avoided Ravana's potent and copious Dravidian Thook. I found that my own short Safed Soo-soo had become hard like a rock. Almost unconcsciously, I started to rub it as I watched. It was an intimidating, yet wonderful, sight. Ravana speeded up the pace of mating with my Bibi. His big Kala Shudra Lund pumped in and out of Shakeela's Fuddi so fast that I could scarcely see it. Shakeela matched his pumping actions with her white Nabur (buttocks). Soon his heavy Dravidian testicles began to tighten and pulled up towards his body. Then he thrust his big Kala Lund deeply inside Shakeela's Safedi Fuddi and held it there. Shakeela responded by seizing his powerful black buttocks with her white hands and pulling her Dravidian God inside her as deeply as possible. Then he groaned and jerked. Shakeela said she loved him and needed his Thook desperately. He spasmed wildly as he shot his Thook into Shakeela. Ravana kissed her and climbed off to rest a little when they were finished. This continued each night after that. While she and her Shudra Yar slept on the majestic large marriage-divan, I had to sleep on a low divan outside. Since she was adamant on bearing Ravana's Bacha, I had to be satisfied with her hands as she did not let me near any of her holes. Over time, he began to make me chuso her Fuddi before they bokked. He even made me chuso her Koon when he wanted anal sex with her. Whenever he used her Koon, she made me use my Zaban on her Fuddi. A short while later she missed her period. Finally, her belly started to swell and we knew that Maha-Lingam's efforts had borne fruit. After a while she delivered a Bacha, which was clearly not mine. The mid-wife looked at me when she held the Kala Shudra Bacha in her hand and smiled wickedly. The Bacha did not have any trace of Aryan blood. Clearly, the much stronger black Shudra genes had overridden the Aryan genes. The Bacha had also inherited the abnormally long phallus of his father, Ravana, for his Lund was already larger than what was common to the Safedoo Bachas. For a while Shakeela was occupied with nursing Ravana's child. Naturally, Shakeela refused to even travel up north any time after our marriage, preferring to instead remain in her native Hyderabad. Shakeela loves Hyderabad because there are a lot of Dravidian Shudra men with huge black Lunds. After the first Bacha had grown up and we used a nurse, she started to develop attraction towards Shudra men again. Now, the Hyderabadi females are very fond of wrestling matches, and she was an avid wrestling lover. When I started visiting Hyderabadi wrestling matches with Shakeela after the birth of her first Bacha, I soon came to know why. The wrestlers in Hyderabadi wrestling matches are almost all tough and very muscular Kala Shudra Goondas. The best come from the Dravidian Malabar land, the very name of that land Mala-Bar meaning "Land of Wrestlers". The matches are real blows to the pride of any Safedoo who visits them. The Kala Dravidian Shudra wrestlers are clearly much more muscular and well-built than the Safed Pehelvans from Hyderabad and the Ganga lands. Further, the Malabaris sport much larger bulges between their legs than the Pehelvans. And to clear any doubts, the Dravidian warriors have proud names like "Maha-Lingam" (big penis), "Ravana-Lingam" (Ravana's penis), "Nava-Lingam" (Nine Penises), or "Te-Linga" (Tri-Linga or Three Penises long), and the Safedoo wrestlers have pathetic names like "Chota Zubb" (small penis), "Ganga worm" (Ganges worm) and the like. In the match which Shakeela took me to, a tough Malabari Shudra called Maha-Lingam was the victor, defeating several Kaloos and Safedoos, one of whom was called "Ganga worm". I could tell Shakeela really fell in love with Maha-Lingam that day. Imagine my astonishment when, a few days later, Shakeela returned with Maha-Lingam! They quickly became nangoo. His body was magnificent. His Lund hung halfway down his ebony thigh. Naturally, Shakeela loves huge Lunds, the longer and thicker the better. Maha-Lingam proved his length by letting Shakeela measure it the first night itself. She was delighted to find it was also impressively thick, measuring ten anguliyya (inches) in length, but being exceedingly thick in terms of width. The first night was filled with pleasure. My Bibi Shakeela came to love copulating with Maha-Lingam and told me she had selected him to fertilize the egg for her next Bacha. She had him move into our mahal in Hyderabad. They mate all night. I am waiting for her to become pregnant by Maha-Lingam so that I can help raise her second Shudra Bacha. The End