RAZIA, THE HORNY DIVORCEE

(Part 1)
By Sahebji
The reader will recall that on my return from England (for more
arousing time read 'Rama, the adulteress), I had given up my nine to
five job and set up shop of my own. After 18 months of hard work I
could afford to relax. So I decided to take a short holiday. Early next
morning, packing a small bag, I set out in my car to drive down a
holiday resort about 200 miles away.
On arrival I went to the best hotel in town 'The Vacation Inn'. There
was no one behind the reception counter. I waited. Just then a young
lady with two small children, a girl of 8 and a boy of about 6 in tow,
came and stood next to me.
The reception clerk appeared, 'Good morning welcome to The Vacation
Inn sir. Can I help you?
'A double room please. Sahebji is my name.' I replied. I like sleeping
on a large bed and God willing I might have company.
The lady said, 'Also one room for me and the children'.
The clerk said, 'Just a moment please' and disappeared again into the
back room.
While waiting I turned to look at the lady. She was down on her
haunches with her back towards me tying the laces of the young lad
with her. Her sari was tightly wrapped round her butt underlining every
sexy curve of her tight backside. This scene gave me an instant hard
on. My immediate reaction was to see more of her, squeeze her tight
ass and to fuck her if possible.
As I was fantasizing about how it would feel to hold her in my arms,
the reception clerk reappeared jingling two keys in his hand. 'Will
rooms 717 and 719 be all right sir? He asked pushing a registration
form towards me, 'just write your name on the top and sign it sir. I will
fill out the rest. Breakfast is at present being served in the dining
room' then looking at his watch he added, 'they close at ten sharp that
is in forty-five minutes. If you hurry you can still make it. Breakfast
and all meals are included in the room tariff'.
Taking one key from him the lady asked, 'Don't I require to register
also?'
'No ma'am one registration is all we need', he replied politely.
The lady shrugged, 'Suit yourself' and walked towards the lift.
The reception clerk instructed a bellboy to show us to our rooms then
turning to us he said, 'Enjoy your stay at The Vacation Inn'.
In the lift I looked at the lady more carefully. She was very pretty. She
was about 26/27 years old, 5' 6" tall, slim with a near perfect figure.
Her boobs, like her ass were hard and very well shaped. Her hair were

done up in the latest style. A pearl string adorned her swan like neck
enhancing her beauty. From her expensive clothes it was evident that
she was from a well to do family. I assumed that she was married,
because the girl and the boy with her were apparently her children,
though I could not see any sindoor (vermilion powder) in her hair.
One can't start too early I thought, 'It seems we are going to be
neighbors. We might as well get acquainted. My name is Saheb
Sahebji and you are? I said with my most charming smile (I think).
The beauty looked me in the eye but did not reply and did not even
spare a glance towards my outstretched hand.
As we neared our rooms she said to the bellboy, 'This, this and this
piece in room 719 please' and walked ahead towards her room pulling
the children behind her. When the bellboy unloaded the luggage I
noticed that by mistake he had unloaded two of her suitcases in my
room. I did not point out his error, as it would give me another
opportunity to talk to my pretty neighbor. Pleased with his mistake I
tipped him handsomely and shooed him off.
Few minutes later I peeped out into the corridor. My pretty neighbor
was anxiously pacing up and down. 'Is something amiss?' I asked.
For a moment I thought she is not going to reply but she said, 'I am
waiting for my luggage. God knows what the bellboy has done with it?'
'How can your luggage be missing? I distinctly recall that he brought
all our bags together' I said.
'That is exactly what I thought' she replied getting more annoyed.
'Hey, maybe he left your bags in my room' I said and opened the door,
'come in and have a look'
She hesitated but the young fellow ran in. 'Mommy they are here' he
shouted from within.
Purposefully she strode in, 'Yes he is right. These two are mine. How
stupid these people are? I even told him which suitcases go in my
room' she complained.
'It is not his fault' I said, 'he must have thought we were a family and
when you told him about your cases he must have got mixed up'.
'A family? How could he think that? I can't understand, why good
hotels of this standard employ such nerds' she decreed.
'Why single him out, even the reception clerk thought we were
married. That is why he has given us two rooms with a connecting
door, so that we can keep tabs on our children even at night' I
explained with a smile.
She blushed, 'He is a bigger nerd. Now I understand why he said that
one registration is all he required'.
'Don't be so hasty in judging him. He saw two young people with two
small children standing before him. He assumed we were a married.
Such things happen' I said.

'He has no business of assuming things' she said trying to pick up her
suitcases, 'I must return to my room now'.
'Please let me help' I offered.
'No thank you. I can manage' she said giving her bags all she had but
could not even budge them.
'Please allow me you lead the way. I will bring them' I said.
When in her room I again said, 'Don't you think we should introduce
ourselves? I am Saheb Sahebji and you?
For a brief moment I thought she is going to ignore my gesture again
but reluctantly she said, 'My name is Razia Khan. This is my daughter
Shabnam and this little rascal is Rashid'.
'Pleased to meet you Razia. Hello Miss Shabnam' then stretching out
my hand, 'and how are you doing today Mr. Rashid?' Razia nodded her
acknowledgment, Shabnam blushed prettily and Rashid pulled himself
to his full height said, 'Thank you sir very well'.
Introductions over I walked towards the door. Halfway down the room
I said, 'Bye, see you at breakfast'
Razia did not reply but I heard Rashid say as I pulled the door shut,
'Mommy did you hear what he said? He called me Mr. Rashid. I like
uncle Sahebji' then turning to his sister he added, 'What about you
appa (elder sister)?'. Shabnam did not reply to his question but Razia
did, 'Shut up you little rascal. Go and wash your face and brush your
teeth'.
While I shaved and showered just the thought of her made me shiver,
'Burr is she cold' and after further thought came to the conclusion that
the only way to thaw this iceberg was through her children. I must pay
special attention to them and make them like me'. Actually this should
not be very difficult, as I enjoyed the company of children and usually
they seemed to like me
The dining room was full. I stood looking for an empty table when
suddenly a young thing in the uniform of a waitress appeared from
nowhere, 'Sir would you like some breakfast?'
I nodded, 'Yes please'.
'Please follow me' she said and led the way, 'A table for.....?'
'Four please' I said and prayed under my breath 'I hope'.
She led me to a table at the far end of the room overlooking the
garden. 'Here you are sir' she said swiftly removing the reserved sign
from the table.
'What would you like sir' she asked handing me a menu.
Without consulting the menu I asked, 'Do you have any fresh fruit
juice?'
'Yes sir we have fresh grape juice, grapefruit juice, orange juice and
choice of fresh fruit. If you prefer juice then I recommend the fresh
orange juice. Try it, it is very good' she recommended.

'Okay bring me a large glass of fresh orange juice followed by two fried
eggs sunny side up, toast etc. and a pot of strong hot tea'.
'Yes sir would you like me to serve your order now or would you like to
wait for the others?' she asked.
'Bring the juice now and hold the rest' I replied.
'Thank you sir' she said and disappeared.
Two minutes later she brought the juice. 'Here you are sir. I am sure
you will enjoy it' she said with a smile.
'I am sure I will Shanti' I said reading the nametag pinned on her
ample breast.
'Thank you sir. Should you require anything else then just call me' she
said and moved away to a respectable distance from the table.
Shanti was around 22 years old, slim, not too tall but with nice
features and real big tits. She had a dazzling smile. Several times I
noticed her staring at me intently and for no apparent reason she
would blush and then smile shyly to herself.
As I drank the juice and admired this girl, I saw Razia enter with her
two kids. I raised my hand to draw her attention. She saw my signal
and chose to ignore it but Rashid did not.
'Come mommy, there is uncle Sahebji' he shouted and ran towards
me. Reluctantly Razia followed dragging Shabnam behind her.
'Please join me' I requested getting up.
She looked around helplessly and with a shrug said, 'Might as well'.
Rashid was already seated on my right. Shabnam sat on my left and
Razia took the chair opposite me. After she had settled down Shanti
appeared, 'Good morning madam. What would you like for breakfast?'
she said handing her a menu.
Razia studied the fare for some minutes, 'The children will have a bowl
of porridge, two fried eggs with toast, butter, marmalade and a large
glass of hot milk each. I will have some toast and tea please'.
'Try the fresh orange juice it is very good' I said.
'That's all' she said to Shanti turning a deaf ear to my
recommendation.
'Oh mommy I don't want porridge' Rashid pleaded.
'Quiet young man you know you have to eat your porridge' she said
sternly.
'But mommy you know I don't like porridge, I want juice' he persisted.
'Maybe later after you have finished your breakfast' she said.
Breakfast was a silent affair. Several times I tried to start a
conversation but was unceremoniously snubbed.
Rashid was making heavy weather with his porridge. Razia tried
coaxing, threatening and bribing him but without making any
headway. At last she threw up her arms in despair, 'What am I to do
with this stubborn boy? He is as obstinate as his father. I give up, do

what you like but remember this is the last time I bring you with me
on a holiday'.
'May I try that is if you permit?' I asked.
She stared at me for few seconds and shrugged her shoulders, 'Be my
guest. It can't do any harm can it?'
I whispered few words in his ear. Rashid nodded vigorously. 'Son then
be a good boy and eat your porridge' I said aloud.
'Yes sir' Rashid replied and dug into the porridge.
In no time he went through the whole bowl. With admiration in her
eyes Razia said, 'My, my I had heard of miracles happening but I am
seeing one for the first time. Even his father could not make him eat
his porridge with such speed. Sahebji what did you say to him?'
'Shall I tell her?' I asked Rashid. He shook his head and with his mouth
full of egg and toast mumbled, 'No it is our secret'.
'Sorry Razia, it is our secret' I said with a laugh.
The ice was now broken.
While we finished our breakfast, from the corner of my eye I could see
Shanti hovering around the table. If I had not set my sights on Razia
then I would surely have tried to bed Shanti. 'Maybe who knows I
might still get an opportunity later' I thought.
After breakfast we strolled into the garden. It was a beautiful day. The
winter sun was mild. It was very pleasant to sit out. We sat together
overlooking an artificial lake. During our conversation, I told her that I
was single and a free lance commercial artist and asked, 'How come
you are taking a holiday without your husband?'
'I am not married' she said. 'What you are not married but these
children....' surprised I blurted. Realizing how she had sounded she
blushed. 'No, no nothing like that. I was married but now I am
divorced. Thank God'.
'Was it that bad?' I asked.
'Worse. After a long intense legal battle, I was able to secure my
divorce last month. I decided that I deserved a holiday to recover from
that ordeal and here we are' she said with nervous laugh.
Then she looked at her watch, 'Come children time for your studies'.
'Studies? On a holiday?' I asked raising an eyebrow.
'The schools are not closed and the children will be missing classes. We
agreed that we would study for two hours daily. Didn't we children?'
both Shabnam and Rashid nodded and followed her inside.
'See you at lunch' I shouted after her and waited with bated breath for
her reply. She turned her head and smiled then nodded. I
congratulated myself at the little progress I had made in my project of
'Fucking of Razia'.
Before I could say Jack Robinson Shanti was there, 'Sir would you care
for an aperitif before lunch?' Apparently she had been watching us.

'Yes a bottle of cold beer please' I ordered.

When she left I thought, 'Isski harkaton se lagta hai yeh lardki
chudwana chahati hai. Agar Razia ko chodene ka kaam nahin bana tau
isse hee ko chod kar chutti ka mazaa loonga. Iss ko bhi phasa kar
rakhna theek hoga (From her behavior it seems this girl wants to be
screwed. If I don't succeed with Razia then I will fuck her and make
my holiday more enjoyable. Best would be to keep her in good humor
also)'.
Soon Shanti was back, 'Here you are sir. I have brought some nuts to
go with it?' she said placing the bottle of beer and a large bowl of
monkey nuts on the table.
'Thank you, very kind of you. Shanti. Do you know that you are very
pretty?' I said. She turned beet root red. 'Thank you sir. Should you
require anything, just anything I am always at your service' she said
giving me a dazzling smile.
At lunch when Razia came in with the children I was already seated at
the table waiting for them. I pushed the sign reading 'Reserved for Mr.
and Mrs. Sahebji and family' towards her, 'See what did I tell you even
the dining room staff thinks we are husband and wife'.
'My God is everyone employed in this hotel stupid? She said getting
irritated and muttered to herself, 'I think I will have to do something
about it'.
My move to make her think about her marriage and chudai (fucking)
had boomeranged. This was a big set back to my plan. 'What if the
hotel allots her a separate table? I will not have such easy access to
her company' I thought and tried to retrieve the situation. 'Let them
think what they want to as long as we know what the reality is'. Razia
did not respond.
Razia again had difficulty with Rashid. This time it was the greens.
Rashid did not like them and wouldn't eat them. Razia looked
beseechingly at me, 'Sahebji please try drilling some sense into his
head and make him eat the green vegetables'.
'Rashid remember what I told you in the morning?' He nodded.
'Then be a good boy and eat your greens' I said. Reluctantly Rashid
started to eat them.
'God Sahebji you are a marvel' Razia said admiringly.
After lunch I saw Razia talking to the reception. I thought that instead
of my intention of fucking Razia I had screwed the 'Project fucking of
Razia' and maybe it was time to launch 'Operation Shanti'. When she
came back hoping for a miracle I asked, 'So you told them that we
were not married and asked for a separate table?'
Blushing she said, 'No I did not tell them that. I had wanted to but
changed my mind. The children eat so much better with you around'. I
made a mental note to buy Rashid some chocolates.

Till after lunch the next day nothing of importance happened except
that Shanti's behavior had become more suggestive. While serving
Shanti bent low in a manner that I had a clear view of her huge boobs.
After lunch I saw Razia talking to the reception again. This time the
conversation did not look as amicable as it was yesterday. She looked
angry and was waving her hands around, as the clerk patiently
explained to her whatever it was.
Suddenly she turned and came towards us, the children and me. 'God
this hotel is really the pits' she said angrily.
'Now what has happened?' I asked.
'Yesterday I asked them if they had a cr?che. They said yes they had
one and it is open from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. but today when I wanted to
leave the children there, they tell me that it is closed today because
the lady who runs it has reported sick. I don't know what to do now?'
she said getting more annoyed.
'Why do you need to leave the children in the cr?che?' I inquired.
'In half an hour I have an appointment with a famous hairdresser in
town. I took the appointment yesterday thinking I could leave the
children at the cr?che. After a lot of persuasion he gave me this
appointment at short notice as a big favor to me. If I cancel it, then he
will not be able to take me for another two weeks and by then I won't
be here. God what a mess' she said in desperation.
'Your hair look great to me' I said but seeing the 'you men' look in her
eyes hastily added, 'why don't you visit the one in the hotel normally
they are also top class?'
'My friend was here last month she told me that they were no good.
She said the one in town is a little expensive but the best. Now I will
have to miss my appointment. Thanks to this stupid hotel' she said
dejectedly.
'I tell you what Razia. You go ahead and keep your appointment and I
will look after the children. What do you say guys?' Shabnam remained
silent and looked at Razia but Rashid shouted excitedly, 'Yes mommy
please'.
'Really Sahebji you will do this for me?' she inquired.
'Of course I will do anything but in this case for a small reward later' I
said with a smile.
She stared at me. I could hear her mind ticking. Then she came to a
decision, 'Okay agreed. You will get your small reward when I return'
stressing the word small.
Everything settled she hurried to keep her appointment and I took the
children out into the garden. All afternoon I played with them
whatever they wanted. Later some other children came and the
children joined them. I relaxed on a bench but kept an eye on them.

At about six Razia returned. After exchanging a few words with the
kids she walked up to me, 'How do I look?' she asked.
'Razia you always looked beautiful to me but now you look stunning' I
said with a smile.
She blushed prettily, 'Thank you sir. It was made possible by you. I am
grateful to you for keeping an eye on my brood'.
'Lady just thanks are not enough. You promised me a reward,
remember? I said grinning devilishly.
'Yes I did promise you a reward but a small one remember. What
would you like?' she said again stressing the word small.
'Not much, just a kiss' I said.
'Now? Here in front of everyone?' she asked surprised.
'Not here but there' I said pointing to some tall bushes ten yards away,
'no one will see us. It is also getting dark and the bushes will give us
ample protection from prying eyes'.
'Okay let us get it over' she said and strode towards the bushes.
Once behind the bushes I took her in my arms and she raised her face.
I placed my lips on her lips. Then pulling her to me I started to kiss
her passionately. At first she struggled to free herself from my grip
then her body melted against mine. Her mouth opened and our
tongues fought the battle of the tongues. With one arm I held her
tightly against my body and with the other hand I pressed her bottoms
to my crotch rubbing my hard on against her choot (cunt). After
several minutes when we came up for air we were gasping for air.
She made no effort to withdraw herself from my arms. I again kissed
her but this time tenderly. She sighed audibly. With my free hand I
squeezed her beautiful boobs. As soon as she felt my hand on her tits
she pushed me away from her and looked accusingly at me, 'Aapne
meri chuchi kyon dabayi isski tau koyi baat nahin huyi thi? (Why did
you press my tits this was not part of the bargain?)'
'I was only obeying orders' I said with a straight face.
'Obeying orders! What orders? Whose orders? I did not ask you to
press my tits' she said.
'No you didn't but they did' I said pointing to her boobs, 'since we met
they are saying to me "we are so pretty and well shaped, why don't
you squeeze us. Yes Sahebji go ahead we would like that" so not
wanting to insult them I pressed your boobs' I grinned.
Razia laughed, 'You are a naughty man I will have to be careful of you.
Tomorrow you will say something else gave you orders and you will
want to f.....' realizing what she was about to say she stopped and
blushed.
I tried to kiss her again but she stopped me, 'No more sir. You wanted
one kiss but you have taken two already' and walked away towards
her children.

I was pleased at the progress I had made. I thought, 'The kiss has
definitely made her choot wet. She even thought of me fucking her'. I
waited for few minutes before following her.
After dinner that evening we sat in the residents lounge like a family
would. We were the sole occupants of the lounge. Razia sat knitting
while the children romped around playing hide and seek. I sat opposite
her admiring her beautiful face, her perfectly shaped boobs and
making small talk. Razia sat with her legs slightly apart. My eyes fell
on the ball of wool nestling between her legs, 'Razia how I wish I was
as lucky as that ball of wool lying so near the gates of heaven I am
yearning for since I met you'. She blushed and closed her thighs.
Suddenly Rashid came running and jumped on to her lap. 'Oww!
Rashid please be careful. You could have hurt me badly. Now get off
and let me knit'. Rashid shook his head and ground his small bottoms
deeper into her lap forcing her thighs to widen again.
'Get up you rascal. I can't knit while you are sitting on my lap' she
said.
'No I won't' Rashid replied with a laugh. She tried to push him off but
he held on to her.
She looked at me, 'Sahebji please remove this little imp from my lap'.
I pushed my hands under his bottoms to lift him. I could feel the heat
emanating from her choot. With her choot at touching distance I could
not resist the temptation to squeeze her open thighs. I looked at her
while caressing them. Our eyes met, she held my gaze without any
protest. Emboldened by her favorable reaction I moved my hand
towards her seat of pleasure.
Suddenly she laughed, 'Don't tell me that a big strong man like you
can't lift a small boy'.
'There' I said lifting Rashid and slapping him playfully on his bottom,
'now go and play with your sister and let your mother knit'.
I had a huge hard on. I sat down next to her and placed my arms
around her shoulders. Pulling her towards me I said, 'Razia I wanted
you from the moment I laid eyes on you. I am mad about you. Please
give me a kiss'.
'What here? No you will compromise me' she said.
'How can I? Everyone thinks that we are married and there is no one
around to see us anyway. Please my sweet Razia' I persisted.
'But the children will see' she argued.
'The children are too busy playing. They will not notice' I said taking
her hand and placing it on my hard lund (cock). She tried to pull it
away but I held it there.
'No Sahebji please not now' she protested.
'If not now then when?' I asked.
'Later' she said blushing.

'All right later. You unlock the connecting door and I will come to you
when the kids are asleep' I suggested.
'No, no don't do that you will disturb the children' she said hastily.
'Okay, then you come to my room when they are asleep' I said.
Blushing she replied, 'All right. I will come'.
With a song in my heart I said, 'Promise? I will wait for you at ten'.
'Yes at ten but only if you behave yourself now' she said trying to pull
her hand away from my hard on. I released her hand. She withdrew it
but not before she had squeezed my cock a couple of times.
I returned to my seat opposite her. Happy at the turn of events I
looked at her. There was subdued excitement in her eyes and her face
had a strange glow. 'She is just as eager to be with me as I am to be
with her' I thought and decided that now Rashid deserved a real big
box of chocolate.
Ten minutes later she stood up and said, 'Come children time for bed'.
Both the children protested. 'Mommy let us play for some more time,
please' Rashid said and ran to me for support.
'No it is already late. Come on' she said.
'Uncle Sahebji please ask mommy to let us play for some more time'
Rashid begged.
'Ten minutes more' I said. Both the children nodded eagerly.
'Please Razia let them play for ten minutes more' I requested throwing
my lot with the children.
She looked at me accusingly. Her eyes seemed to say, 'Look now who
is delaying matters'.
'All right ten minutes and not a minute more'. Ten minutes later all
three went to their room.
I looked at my watch. It was not yet nine. There was plenty of time. I
went to the bar and had a leisurely drink thinking of the untold
pleasures that awaited me that night.
Once in my room I shaved, although I did not require to, and took a
long hot shower. I applied my best cologne and changed into my silk
pajama suit. I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror. For the
occasion I thought I was a bit over dressed. Discarding the top I got
into bed to wait for Razia to arrive.
The nearby clock tower struck ten but no sign of Razia. I waited for
another ten minutes then ten more. I started getting doubts. 'Did she
really mean it or was it just a ploy to get rid me?' I thought. To find
out the truth of the matter I tried the connecting door. It was locked. I
knocked on it and called out her name softly. There was no reply, nor
could I hear any movement on the other side.
I called her room on the internal phone. After two rings a breathless
Razia said, 'Yes'.

'Aren't you coming? You promised to come at ten. I am waiting for you'
I said impatiently.
'Waiting for me? Where? Why?' she asked giggling.
'In bed where else to make wild love to you all night long' I replied,
'are you coming or you want me to bang on the connecting door all
night and wake up the whole hotel'.
'No don't do that I am coming but give me some more time to make
myself pretty for you'.
'You are already pretty enough to eat' I replied.
'Flatterer! Yes I will come. I had a hard time getting Rashid to sleep.
Give me just ten minutes more. Please Sahebji ten minutes and no
more' she replied, 'and don't phone again I don't want you to wake the
children'
It was after twenty agonizing minutes that I heard the doorknob of the
connecting door turn. I was waiting for her. She came in leaving the
door slightly ajar. She wore a knee length nightie with a shawl
wrapped round her bare shoulders to keep herself warm. Jumping out
of bed I took her in my arms and we kissed.
'Aren't you a little over dressed for the occasion' I said pulling off her
shawl and nightie.
'Please don't it is cold' she protested.
I looked at her naked body. Like her ass her boobs were firm. The
nipples were hard and erect with excitement. She had no hair on her
choot. Even in the dim light of the bedside lamp I could clearly see her
hard erect clit peeping out from her lower lips. As I stood admiring her
naked beauty she said, 'Please Sahebji I am cold'.
'Don't fret darling, my immersion rod will soon warm you' I said
dropping my pajama bottoms freeing my raging hard on from its
confines. Taking my erect cock in her hand she exclaimed, 'God
Sahebji you are very large'.
Taking her in my arms I kissed her tenderly. She shivered.
Dear reader I would like to think that it was my kiss and the size of my
tool that made her tremble but in all probability the real reason was
the cold weather.
We slipped inside the bed. While kissing her I ran my fingers between
her cunt lips while she moved the fore skin of my cock up and down. I
kissed her on her lips, nibbled her ear and then suckled her erect tit
tnipples. She kept moaned, 'Oh Sahebji' 'Oh Sahebji'. I moved lower
towards her cunt pausing briefly to rotate my tongue in her navel. I
licked her swollen cunt lips.
'Oh Sahebji it feels sooooo good' she moaned and raised her hips
pressing her cunt to my lips. I took her hard clit between my teeth and
bit lightly on it.

'Oww it hurts but it feels soooo good. Don't stop. Go on Y..hes go on'.
Her legs widened. I moved lower and pushed my tongue into her
choot.
'AGHRR' she screamed and with a loud sigh released her love juices.
As I licked her offering she said, 'Mujhse ab saha nahin jata. Sahebji
der mat karo. Apna laurda meri bur main ghusserd do (I can't stand it
any more. Sahebji don't delay. Shove your cock into my cunt)'.
I got on top of her, 'As you wish my queen' I said and placing my cock
at the entrance of her choot and gave a push. The knob entered.
'Oh lagta hai. Yaad hai na, maine teen saal se nahin chudwaya dheere,
dheere dalo (Oh it hurts. Remember I have not fucked for three years
push it in slowly)'. I moved my cock in and out. Going deeper with
each stroke till I was fully inside her love tube.
'Ab poora ghuss gaya (Now I am fully in)' I panted.
'Haan ab mujhe chodo (Yes now fuck me)' she moaned.
I started to move my cock in and out of her dripping choot. I fucked
her with long slow strokes varying the length and speed constantly.
Her moans were getting louder and louder. Her back arched upwards.
'Oh my god it feels so good. I had nearly forgotten this heavenly
feeling. Aur zorse chodo. Haan aur tez. Oh mera nikalne wala hai (Fuck
me harder. Y..hes faster. Oh I am about to cum)' she moaned. 'Y..hes
like this Y..hes my god Sahebji I AM COMMMMINNNNG' she screamed
and lay inert. I slowed down and nearly stopped.
'Oh! Don't stop. Keep moving. Make me cum again' she said bucking
her bottoms from below. I recommenced the fuck motion. After a few
strokes her bottoms started to move keeping rhythm with my in and
out strokes. 'My God Sahebji continue like this. You will make me cum
again. Are you not coming' she inquired.
'Y..hes I am also not too far away. Do I need to be careful?' I panted.
'No. For gods sake don't take it out now. Cum inside me' she moaned.
'Faster Sahebji faster and harder. I am nearly there. Y..hes, y..hes I am
there OHHH MY GODD SAAAHEEEEBJIIIII' she shouted and came. At
this moment I also shot my load into her cum thirsty cunt.
For few minutes we lay kissing savoring the intense sensation we had
just experienced. As I was about to get off she said, 'No, please not
yet. Fuck me one more time'.
Who was I to object? I started to move my half-stiff cock in and out till
it was hard again. After a long satisfying second fuck we lay resting. I
lit a cigarette and Razia cuddled up to me. She lay with her head on
my chest twirling the locks of hair growing there between her fingers.
'Sahebji I am dying to ask you something? Promise you will tell the
truth' she asked.
'Of course why not?' I assured her

'What did you whisper to Rashid that morning which prompted him to
eat his porridge in such quick time' she asked.
'What! I feel insulted is this the reason why you agreed to come to me
tonight. My dear Razia you did not have to sleep with me for that. I
would have told you if you had only said please, please' I said with
tongue in the cheek.
'Don't be silly. That was not the real reason. Tell me' she said tugging
at the hair on my chest.
'Oww lady that hurt' I said.
'If you don't tell me then I will pull harder' she threatened.
'Okay, Okay I will tell you but only if you tell me the real reason why
you agreed to come to me tonight. I can't believe you are here. At first
you were so reserved and aloof that I thought you will never agree' I
said.
'Okay I will tell you everything. Satisfied? Now tell' she said.
'Okay. I whispered to him, "Rashid jaldi se apni porridge kha le nahin
tau main teri gaand maroonga" ("Eat your porridge quickly other wise
I will bugger you")' I said with a straight face.
Razia was aghast. 'NO YOU DIDN'T?' She said loud enough to wake the
neighbors.
'Shh not so loud you will wake the neighbors. Of course I didn't I was
just joking. Do you think I am an ass?' I replied offended.
'I wouldn't know about that' she laughed, 'I knew you were joking. I
suppose the poor fellow doesn't even know what gaand (ass hole)
means'.
'Maybe not but I bet Shabnam knows all about choot (cunt), lund
(cock) and chudai (fucking)' I said.
'Mmm most probably she does. Today the girls of her age are much
more aware of sex than we were in our days. Can you believe that I
only learnt these words when I was nearly thirteen' she said laughing,
'Sahebji forget about Shabnam she is too young. Had she been at least
fourteen or so then I would have let you deflower her, so that she
could also enjoy your formidable lund. It is not every day that a girl
meets a man with such a fine tool'.
'Maybe you will let me when she is older' I said hopefully.
'Maybe yes, maybe no' she laughed. 'That I will decide if and when we
meet again and if by then I haven't changed my mind or met someone
better equipped than you. Now enough of daydreaming. Tell me what
did you really say to him'.
'It was nothing earth moving. I asked him if he wanted to be tall and
strong like me?' He nodded. 'Well then I told him to eat his porridge
and he ate it. That is all' I said.

'My God this boy. I could have said the same thing till I was blue in the
face but he wouldn't have budged and if a stranger says the same
thing the rascal gobbles up his porridge' she laughed.
'It requires a man to handle a boy', I said smugly, 'now it is your turn
to divulge all'.
'All right but while I am telling you, you will not look at me. I feel
embarrassed' she said.
'Embarrassed? Sweetheart you must be joking. You are lying naked in
my bed holding my laurda in your hand. I have fucked you twice and
still you say you will feel embarrassed?' I asked surprised.
'Baring one's body is one thing and laying open one's heart and Soul is
another. You will not understand. You are a man. Promise?' she
replied.
She was right I did not understand but nevertheless I agreed, 'On my
honor'. I looked up to heaven and thought, 'God what a strange
creature you have created. I hope that at least you can understand her
because I can't. Anyway thank you for creating her. Life would not be
worth living without her '.
'When I you saw in the lobby for the first time, I liked you. You were
the type I could get friendly with, real friendly, if you get what I mean'
she said starting her narration, 'but my mind cautioned me "Razia you
have just divorced your husband after a three year long legal battle.
You are very vulnerable. Be careful don't rush into things" the warning
was timely and the point well taken. I mulled over it and decided to be
reserved and aloof even to the degree of rudeness if necessary'.
'In the lift you introduced yourself. I could see in your eyes that you
liked me. Staying with my resolve I ignored your friendly gesture.
Then the luggage mix up took place. You pointed to the connecting
door and kept repeating that the bellboy and the reception clerk thinks
we are married. This made me think back on my married days and all
the goodies that go with it, which I was missing so much'.
Here I nudged her, 'What all goodies go with marriage? I have never
been married therefore I don't know. Don't talk in riddles say things
clearly'.
'Don't tell me you are that dumb. No, I think you want me to use
naughty words. Don't you?' she said.
'Yes it makes the story real sexy' I replied grinning.
'No I can't, I feel embarrassed' she said.
'How can you, you were using them a few minutes back' I countered.
'Oh that was in the heat of passion but like this. I don't think I could
do it' she said.
'Listen just imagine my lund is in your choot and we are fucking then it
will come easier' I laughed.

She hit me playfully on my chest, 'Okay Mr. Dumbo all the chudai
(fucking) that goes with it, which I was missing now. Happy?' I grinned
at her.
'Hey that reminds me' she inquired, 'did you by any chance bribe the
bellboy to leave my suitcases in your room?'
'Definitely not but I wish I had thought of it. Believe me it was his
genuine mistake. I must confess that I did notice the mix up but kept
quiet so that I could have another chance to talk to you' I smiled.
She laughed, 'Mr. Dumbo I think you are a sly one'.
'In my room you again introduced yourself. The way you did it won
over the hearts of the children. I also felt attracted towards you but I
sensed danger to my virtue and resolved to stay way from you. The
resolve was however short-lived' she continued, 'in the dinning room I
saw your signal and ignored it but Rashid did not. I had no choice but
to share the table with you. I admired the way you handled Rashid. At
lunch you pushed the sign "Mr. and Mrs. Sahebji and family" under my
nose. Again saying even the dining room staff thought we were
married. That night I fantasized what it would be like to be Mrs.
Sahebji and got very wet and horny'.
'Today afternoon when you offered to look after the children in
exchange for a small reward, I was very skeptic. I wondered what all
you could ask for? It had be something to do with sex. Will you ask for
my bur (cunt)? No you won't be so crude. Would you want to grope my
body? Somehow I thought that was not your style and dismissed it.
Ah! You will ask me for a kiss I thought. Yes that is what he will want I
concluded. I agreed because I was also very curious as to how it would
feel like to be in your arms and be kissed by you'.
'So you guessed what I would want before you agreed? I commented.
'Did you think that I would give anyone carte blanche? No never' she
replied continuing with her story,
'Oh when you kissed me and pressed your hard laurda (cock) against
my bur (cunt). I was in seventh heaven. My whole body was trembling
and tingling with pleasure. I was dripping. I could have stood for hours
in your arms kissing you. Then you pressed my tits. I did not expect it
and it took me by surprise. That is why I acted the way I did. I felt
flattered by your explanation. It was quite funny but the thought that
you found my boobs very pretty and well shaped was flattering. By
this time all my resolves had gone for a six. I wanted to be as near as
possible to you. Oh you can't imagine how much I wanted you to
squeeze my tits again'.
'On my way back to the hotel I cursed myself for behaving the way I
had. I wished and prayed that by my adverse reaction I had not turned
you off and hoped that you will continue your assault on my virtue
opening the door for me to be seduced like a lady. I was not

disappointed. After dinner when you squeezed my thighs, oh Sahebji

believe me my bur (cunt) was leaking like a municipality tap. I
desperately wanted to be with you tonight. One thing led to another
and here I am lying naked in your bed waiting to be fucked silly by
you. Well this the story' she concluded.
'Razia if I had not as you put it I quote "continued my assault on your
virtue and opening the door for me to be seduced like a lady" unquote
then what would you have done?' I asked.
'Aap se chudwane ka faisala tau main kar hee chuki thi phir mujhe
kayeki sharam thi. Main Randi ban kar apke palang main ghuss jaati
(That posed no problem. As I had already decided to fuck you I would
have acted like a whore and invited myself into your bed)' she
laughed.
'You behave like a whore? No way I don't believe it' I replied.
'You don't? I will show you' Razia said and took my semi hard cock in
her mouth and in no time brought it to erection. She climbed over me
and inserting my cock in her cunt 'Am I acting "whorish" enough for
you?' and started to ride me. After ten minutes of fucking motion she
panted, 'Sahebji I can't go on I am tired. You do it now'. I rolled her
over and finished what she had started.
We lay resting and talking when suddenly, 'SSHh I hear Rashid
whining' Razia said cocking her ears towards her room. Getting out of
bed Razia paused just long enough to pick up the shawl from the floor
and ran into her room while still wrapping it round her naked top.
She returned after ten minutes. 'Poor fellow he is so restless tonight.
Thank god he is asleep now' she said getting into bed.
'Yes he is a good fellow. I like him' I said.
'Yes he is an angel when he wants otherwise he is a rascal of the first
order, just like his father' she laughed.
'Rashid may be a rascal but in my book he is an angel' I said.
'How so?' Razia asked.
'If it had not been for him then you would not have been here. It was
he who brought you into my room when the luggage mix up took
place. It was he who gave me the opportunity to impress you with the
porridge episode. It was he who readily agreed to spend the afternoon
with me when you went to the hairdresser making it possible for me to
kiss you. It was he who sat on your lap earlier today when I could
caress your sexy thighs and make you horny. I have decided to
express my gratitude to him by giving him a big box of chocolate' I
explained.
'What about me? I have given you my choot don't I also deserve to get
a box of chocolates?' Razia pouted.
'Of course my dear' I laughed, 'for you I had reserved my lund but if
you prefer a box chocolates instead.....?'

'Definitely not I was joking' Razia replied kissing my cock, 'I am very
happy with my lot'.
'Razia why did you divorce your husband?' I asked.
'Oh please don't remind me of that cheating bastard' she said getting
annoyed.
'Tut, tut harsh words for the father of your children' I commented.
'You will call him even harsher names if you knew what all he did' she
replied.
'Okay, try me. Tell me what he did? I said.
'All right hmmmm I don't know where to start' she mused.
'Start at the very beginning. In my book it is always the best place' I
advised.
'Few months after my eighteenth birthday I became Mrs. Aziz
Ahmed...' she said starting her narration.
'Ahmed? I interrupted, 'but I thought you said your name was Razia
Khan'
'It is. After my divorce I reverted to my maiden name Khan' she
clarified.
'Sorry for interrupting you. Please go on' I requested.
She continued, 'Aziz was a ladies man tall, very handsome and very
rich. He had inherited number of properties and had millions in other
investments. He himself was a highly competent engineer. He worked
as a consultant and made quite a big yearly packet, much more than
we could easily spend. He did not have a regular office but had
converted one room in our flat as his office and operated from there'.
'He loved sex and was very horny. On my wedding night he fucked me
so hard and so often that I could hardly walk in the morning. At first it
hurt a lot but later I could not get enough. That night he not only
popped my cherry but also made me pregnant'.
'After Shabnam was born I did not want another child for at least three
years. Aziz did not really care but recommended that I take birth
control pills. The pills were new on the market and still not free of all
glitches. I hesitated because a friend of mine had taken them and had
become sterile. The result was that I let him cum inside me only on my
safe days. On other days I insisted that he withdraw before cumming.
Aziz did not like it. One night Aziz wanted to fuck me in my ass hole.
Initially I refused but seeing how miserable he was I acceded to his
demand. In the beginning I did not enjoy it at all but later I learned to
love it'.
'Sahebji do you like fucking girls in their ass hole? Razia asked.
'My dear I love it. Do you want me to fuck you in your ass hole now?' I
replied with enthusiasm.
'No darling not now we will keep it for later, maybe tomorrow' she
smiled.

'It is still a mystery to me that despite all the precautions I took how
that horny bastard got me pregnant again when Shabnam was only
one year old. After Rashid was born to avoid further pregnancies I was
compelled to take birth control pills and prayed that I don't become
sterile. I was enjoying the children so much that after a year only I
wanted another baby. We tried hard but without result. I went to
doctors but they could not help also. The damned pills had made me
sterile also'.
'Our flat was very large. I had a cleaning woman coming every
morning to clean and dust it. We did not have any servant. Our family
was small and I loved to cook and look after them in general. One
thing that I was very particular about was feeding my family fresh
vegetables and fruits each day. I did not believe in storing them in the
refrigerator like others do. For this reason I went to the mandi
(wholesale market) every morning at around 10 returning by noon in
time to cook lunch. My life was good and I was happy'.
'One morning on the way to the mandi I realized that I did not have
enough money with me. I turned around. On entering the flat I heard
some strange sounds. The sounds were coming from the bedroom. The
door was ajar. I pushed it open and was shocked to see a girl, with her
sari pulled up to her waist, was lying on my bed with her legs in the air
and my husband was banging his lund into her hairy choot'.
Aghast I shouted, 'Aziz yahan kya ho raha hai? (Aziz what is going on
here?)' Hearing my voice the girl pushed my husband off her and ran
out of the room crying. As she ran past me I did not recognize her but
her face was very familiar.
Sahebji you can imagine how I felt. I was devastated and became
hysterical. I kept shouting, "Aziz kyon? (Aziz why?) Yeh tumnain kyoon
kara? (Why did you do that?) Kya main khoobsoorat nahin hoon jawan
nahin hoon? (Am I not pretty and young?) Maine kabhie chudwane ko
mana kiya hai? (Have I ever denied you my choot?) Maine tau tumhain
apni gaand bhi marne dee (I have even let you fuck me in my ass
hole) Why did you do this to me? I loved you so much". I was so angry
and disappointed that I started to cry'.
Aziz said, 'Darling please listen to me. It was not my fault'.
'How can you say it was not your fault' I shouted at him, 'Maine apni
aankhon se dekha ki tum uss lardki ko chod rahe the (I saw you
fucking that girl with my own eyes)'.
'Please Razia listen to me. I don't know how it happened. Please
believe me' he pleaded.
I was calmer now, 'All right tell me what happened?' I said.
'After you left I was working when the doorbell rang. I went to check.
This girl was standing outside with a cup in her hand. She said that

she wanted to borrow some sugar. I took her into the kitchen and
started to give her some sugar.
She said, 'Aziz babu aap mujhe bahut achche lagte ho (Aziz sir I like
you very much)' and embraced me spilling some sugar on the floor. I
struggled to free myself but she caught hold of my laurda. You know
me. My laurda became erect instantaneously and suddenly my mind
went blank.
The next thing I remember was you shouting Aziz yahan kya ho raha
hai (Aziz what is happening here?). I then noticed that my lund was
inside that girl's choot and I was fucking the girl. Darling, believe me I
did not do it consciously'.
I knew that my husband did make quite an impression on girls but I
did not believe a word of what he said. Without saying a word I went
into the kitchen. I was shocked to see a cup, which did not belong to
us and some sugar spilt on the floor collaborating his story.
'Yeh lardki kaun thi? Maine isse pahele kahin dekha hai (Who was this
girl? I have seen her before)' I asked.
'Her name is Beena she works for the Singhs on the 8th floor' Aziz
replied.
'How do you know all these details? I asked suspiciously.
'How do I know darling because I asked her. You think I would have let
a strange girl into the flat without knowing something about her' he
said.
I thought over the situation and said, 'Aziz I don't believe a word of
what you have told me'.
He walked into the children's room and placed his hand on the head of
sleeping Rashid, 'I swear on the head of my only son that today was
the first time I saw this girl and what I have told you is the truth.
Satisfied! Now do you believe me'.
I thought that no father would swear to a lie on the head of his own
son, also six months back Aziz had slipped in the bathroom and hurt
his head. On that occasion also his mind had gone blank. The doctor
had warned me that this may reoccur but with time he would recover
fully. Like a fool I believed him, 'Okay Aziz this time I forgive you but if
I ever hear that you are cheating on me I will surely divorce you'.
'There will never be another time. This was the first and the last time
that I ever let a girl inside the flat in your absence' he swore.
I think a few words about Beena would be in order. Beena was 19
years old, not too tall; slim with melon sized boobs. When she walked
they swung in such a manner that any man would get a hard on. She
was quite pretty in her own way. Not my type but for Aziz a choot was
a choot. She worked for Mr. and Mrs. Singh. Both worked and they had
no children. For this reason Beena was alone all day and became easy
prey of Aziz's lust.

That night when he wanted to fuck me I did not let him as I could not
get the scene of his lund going in and out of Beena's choot out of
mind. Sahebji time is a great healer. With passing of days the picture
also faded and we returned to our normal married life.
I had forgiven him but Allah had not.
One morning returning from the market, I was about to step out of the
elevator when I saw Beena coming out of our flat wiping her choot
with her sari. I was so taken aback that I forgot to get out. When I
recovered from the shock the elevator was on the ground floor. My
mind was in turmoil. I wanted to think things out. It was obvious to
me that Aziz had fucked Beena again.
One thing was certain that I was going to divorce him. Aziz had lied to
me. He swore to an untruth on my son's head and this time I was not
going to forgive him. I was also quite sure that Beena had not seen me
and could not warn him. With the huge amount of money at his
command he could buy and sell several witnesses. I also resolved to
act normally till I could obtain competent advice.
Ten minutes later when I returned to the apartment I found Aziz in the
kitchen cleaning sugar crystals lying on the floor. 'Aziz what are you
doing?' I asked.
He was quite surprised to see me. 'I was planning on brewing a cup of
tea and spilled some sugar. Just cleaning it up' he lied without turning
a hair. I also noticed the same cup on the kitchen table. I immediately
realized how he was operating. Before he started to ram Beena, he
prepared his alibi by placing the cup and spilling some sugar in case he
was surprised. 'Don't worry you smart bastard I will get you' I thought
and without remonstrating with him I acted normally.
'Don't worry darling you go and do your work, I will clean up and make
tea for you' I said evenly.
Next day after making inquires I met a lawyer Mr. Mohammed Habib
Mirza. Mr. Mirza, a young man of 30/32 had a reputation of being a gogetter. He was supposed to be brilliant and specialized in divorce
cases. In a short period of 5/7 years he had built a reputation of a
formidable adversary and a practice which would make many lawyers
of longer standing jealous.
After hearing my story Mr. Mirza told me that he sympathizes with me
but just my say so is not enough. I was annoyed, 'But Mr. Mirza I saw
all this with my own eyes'.
'Maybe so but your husband will surely deny this and we don't know
what Beena will say' he said, 'to have a solid case we require solid
proof like photographs or sworn statements of Beena or other
independent witnesses. These are not easy to get and could cost a lot'.

'If this is what you want', I said with resolve, 'then I will get them.
When you have them then you assure me that my divorce will go
through'.
'Like a hot knife through butter' he said with a smile.
Thinking over matters I realized that if photographs were required
then I would need a camera. Secondly to tackle Beena knowing
something about her background will be very helpful. Next day I
bought a Polaroid camera and a good cassette recorder in case I
required to record Beena's statement. Aziz even commented as to why
I need them. I countered him by saying, 'I want to take your and
children's pictures without having to wait days to see the results and
record their voices as they grow up. Do you any objection?'
'No, no go ahead if it pleases you' Aziz replied. I practiced taking
photos at home, specially in the bedroom and recording their voices till
I was proficient in their use.
In the meanwhile I let things go on as usual. Aziz continued to screw
Beena in the daytime and me at night.
One evening I made it a point to talk to Mrs. Singh. Slowly I turned
the conversation towards maids. 'You are very lucky to have such a
nice maid' I said.
'Yes Beena is very efficient' she replied.
'She is also very young aren't you scared that they may go astray. You
know what I mean' I said.
'No Beena is not like that, I know her family well. They are very
conservative. Her father is a very respected 'elder' in his village and
her elder brother is working for my parents since years. Beena got
infatuated with a married man in the village and before she did
anything silly her father sent her to her brother. I got her from there'
Mrs. Singh said.
'How do you know that she had not already done something silly? You
know once these young girls have tasted......mmm start they want
more and all sorts of people visit them when they are alone' I said.
'Don't worry I thought of it too' she laughed, 'before employing her I
had her medically checked up. She was a virgin. Why are you asking
all this? Are you looking for a maid? She has a younger sister I can ask
her brother. I am sure she would love to work in the city'.
'No, no I was just curious. My family is small and I can look after them'
I replied. But in my mind I thought, 'Aziz ne Beena ki choot tau phard
di main usski choti behan ki choot ko phardwane main koyi madad
nahin karoongi (Aziz had deflowered Beena and I was not going to be
instrumental in helping him take the cherry of her younger sister
also)'.

Fortified with Beena's background I was ready to tackle her. One

afternoon I went up to Mrs. Singh's flat. 'Memsahib aap (Madam
you?)?' she said as she opened the door.
'Haan main. Ander chal maine tujhse kuch baatein karni hai (Yes me.
Come inside I want to talk to you)' I replied walking in. When we were
seated I said, 'Achcha Beena bata Aziz tujhe kab se chod raha hai?
(Okay Beena tell me since when is Aziz fucking you?)'
'Unhone mujhe bas ek baar choda hai jab aapne dekha tha (He has
fucked me only once when you saw us)' she replied. She had
apparently been well tutored my Aziz and was now towing his line.
'Jhoot mat bol. Main jaanti hoon ki usne tujhe aaj bhi choda hai (Don't
lie. I know that he has fucked you today also)' I said.
'Nahin yeh such nahin hai. Jo maine kaha wohi such hai (No this not
correct. What I told you is the truth)' Beena insisted.
'Theek hai agar tu such nahin batayegi tau main tere bapu ko sab kuch
khatt likh kar bata doongi (Okay if you don't tell me the truth then I
will write and tell your father everything)' I threatened.
'Likh kar bata do mujhe koyi dar nahin. Mera bapu mujh se bahut
pyaar karta hai aur meri baat manega aapki nahin (Write and tell him
if you want. I am not scared. My father loves me a lot. He will believe
me and not you)' Beena said defiantly.
'Jaisse tu chahati hai. Jab tera bapu teri choot ki dakter se jaanch
karwayega tau usse khudd pata chal jayega kaun sucha hai aur kaun
jhoota (As you want. When your father gets your cunt checked by a
doctor then he will find out for himself who is lying and who is telling
the truth)' I said and started to rise.
This scared the shit out of her. 'Thehro! Aap yeh nahin karaingi. Agar
mere bapu ko pata chal gaya ki meri choot kori nahin hai tau woh
mujhe jaan se maar daalega (Wait! You won't do this. If my father
finds out that I am no longer a virgin then he will kill me)' she pleaded
with tears in her eyes.
'Jinda rehena ka ek hee tareeka hai. Mujhe sab kuch such such bata
de aur jo main kahoon woh kar. Haan main dekhoongi ki tujhe koyi bhi
takleef na ho (There is only one way to stay alive. You tell me
everything truthfully and do what I say. I will see to it that you have
no problems)' I said.
After thinking it over for few minutes Beena said wiping her tears,
'Theek hai main aapko sab kuch bata deti hoon aur jo aap kahengi
main waissa hee karoongi (Okay I will tell you every thing and I will do
as you say)'.
'Good girl. Achcha bata Aziz tujhe kab se chod raha hai aur ussne
tujhe kaisse phasaya. Tujhe teri marzi se choda ya zabardasti ki. Ek
baat aur jo tu kahegi main tape karoongi. Theek hai? (Good girl. Okay
tell me since when Aziz is fucking you and how did he seduce you. Did

he fuck you with your consent or by force. Yes another thing I am

going to tape whatever you say. Okay?)' I said switching on the
cassette recorder.
'Aap tape karna chaho tau karo maine tau aapko such batane ka
phaisala kar liya hai. Such baat tau yeh hai ki chudwana nahin chahati
thi lakin babu ne mujhe intna garam kar diya ki maine hee unse kaha
mujhe chodo (Tape if you want to I have decided to tell you the truth.
The truth is that I did not want to lose my viginity but he made me so
hot that I asked him to fuck me)'.
'Poori baat bata (Tell me in detail)' I told her.
This is what Beena had to say. 'One morning, after few days I started
working here, I was spreading the wash to dry on the roof. Aziz babu
(Aziz sir) came and asked me who I was. I told him that I had just
come from the village and work for Singh memsahib (Singh madam).
After that day he came everyday, bringing sweets and biscuits with
him. We used to chat and eat the goodies he brought with him. He was
very charming and used to say nice things about me and I loved it. I
started liking him. It was not long before we were kissing.
One morning he pressed my boobs. I did not like it, 'Aziz babu mere
mamme mat dabayo (Aziz babu please don't press my boobs)'.
He said, 'Beena teri chuchiyan bahut hee pyaari hain dabane de iss
main harz hee kya hai (Beena your tits are really very pretty. Let me
squeeze them. What is the harm)'.
As I liked him and enjoyed talking and kissing him therefore I did not
make a big issue out of it. He was right there was no real harm in it.
Then one morning while kissing me he rubbed my choot from the out
side of my sari. I protested loudly, 'Agar aap meri choot ko chuyenge
tau main aap se bilkul baat nahin karoongi aur aapki memsahib ko
bata doongi (If you touch my cunt then I will never talk to you again
and will tell your madam everything)'. My threat worked because he
did not attempt to touch my choot again.
For the next few weeks we talked, kissed and ate the sweets he
brought. Sometimes to my delight Aziz babu brought small
inexpensive presents for me. He loved to play with my tits. He even
persuaded me to open the buttons of my blouse and let him kiss them
and suck their nipples.
Memsahib such baat tau yeh hai ki jab woh meri chuchi chooste the
tau meri choot main gulguli hoti thi aur mujhe bahut achcha lagta tha
(Madam the truth is that when he sucked my nipple I felt tingling
sensation in my cunt and liked it very much)'.
One morning he said that it was his birthday and he had brought a big
box of sweets for me. He told me these are imported sweets and I
should try them. I ate one they were really very good. After I had

eaten three of them I felt dizzy. We sat down in the shade of the lift
shaft. Then I think I lost consciousness.
When I recovered my blouse was open, my legs were in the air and
Aziz babu was lying on top of me kissing me and pressing my boobs.
Groggily I asked not realizing that I naked waist down, 'Aziz babu aap
mere uper kyon lete huye hain (Aziz sir why are you lying on top of
me)'.
Holding me firmly by my shoulders he said, 'Beena aaj main tujhe
chodoonga (I am going to fuck you today)' I protested and struggled
to free myself but he held me tightly. He started to rub his cock
between the lips of my choot. I liked the sensation his laurda was
creating in my choot. I stopped struggling and sighed loudly.
He again asked, 'Beena mujhe chodene de? (Beena let me fuck you?)
My resolve to remain a virgin was weakening. He continued to rub his
lund on my choot. Due to the sensation in my choot my hips started to
twitch.
'Jo main kar raha hoon tujhe achcha lag raha hai na? Chodene de iss
se bhi zaida mazaa aayega (You are enjoying what I am doing aren't
you? Let me fuck you it will be even more enjoyable)' he requested
again. What he was doing made me so hot that I lost control over my
mind and wanted his laurda inside me. 'Haan babu mujhe chodena hai
tau chodo lakin aisse mat tartpao (Yes babu if you want to fuck me
then fuck me but don't tease me like this)' I said spreading my legs as
wide as could.
Meri haan sunn kar unhone ek zor ka dhakka lagaya. Unka laurda meri
choot to pharta hua meri choot ke under ghuss gaya. Main dard ke
maare zor se cheekhi aur unse mujhe chordene ke liye kaha. Aziz babu
ne meri ek nahin sunni aur mujhe chodete rahe. Woh chod rahe the
aur main neeche pardi dard ke maare kehera rahi thi. Phir mujhe laga
kuch garam garam meri choot ke ander gira aur Aziz babu ne chodena
band karke mere uper lete rahe (Hearing my words of consent he gave
a big push. His cock tore through my virginity and entered my cunt. I
cried out in pain and begged him to let me go but it had no effect on
him and he continued to fuck me. He kept fucking me and I lay under
him groaning with pain. Then I felt something warm being injected into
my choot and he stopped fucking and lay still on top of me)'.
'Kyon Beena paheli chudai kaissi lagi? (Na Beena how did you enjoy
your first fuck?)' He asked
'Bilkul achchi nahin lagi. Mujhe bahut dard hua. Ab tau mujhe udhne
do (I didn't like it at all. It hurt me very much. Now let me get up)' I
groaned.
'Abhi achchi lagegi (You will like it now)' he said and recommenced to
fuck me. By the time he finished the second time I was enjoying it.
When he let me go I regretted what I had done but tried to shift the

blame on him, 'Aziz babu aapne mujhe chod kar kissi ko muh dhikane
layak nahin chorda (Aziz sir after this I can't show my face to
anyone)'.
He kissed me and said, 'Ab jo hona tha so ho gaya. Mujhse shikayat
kyon kar rahi hai? Yaad hai tune hee tau kaha tha chodene ke liye.
Pagali apni pyaari shakal tau tu jisse chahe dikha sakti hai lakin apni
choot mat dikhana (What had to happen has happened. Why are you
blaming me now? Remember you only asked me to fuck you' Laughing
he added, 'stupid you can show your sweet face to anyone you like but
don't show your cunt)'. I also found it quite funny also and laughed.
He then took out a gold chain from his pocket and gave it to me saying
Beena I have brought this little present for you.
'Haan memsahib yeh meri kori choot phardene ka muafza tha (Yes
madam this was the compensation for popping my cherry)' she said
and taking off the chain gave it to me, 'Agar aap chahain tau isse aap
rakh lain mujhe nahin chahayiye (If you want you can keep it I don't
want it)'.
Next day he was back and wanted to fuck me again. I was reluctant
but by the time he went back he had fucked me twice. After that I let
him fuck me whenever he wanted. Many a days when he did not come
I missed him.
'Weren't to afraid of getting pregnant?' I asked Beena. She said yes
she was scared and told Aziz. He told her not to worry he is there he
will look after her. Then one day he gave me some pills and told me to
eat one every morning.
One day he said that it was getting hot on the roof and it is also not
comfortable. He wanted me to come to his flat. I was scared of you
finding us together and refused. He said that you go to the market
every morning and are away for two hours and there's no danger of
being surprised by you. Every morning when you would leave he would
ring me and I would come.
One day you did catch us. I was so embarrassed that I refused to let
him screw me anymore. He told me that he has explained everything
satisfactorily to you and persuaded me to come to the flat again.
This madam is the whole truth.
For few minutes I thought things over and returning her the chain
said, 'Beena here take it, it is yours. Remember don't say a word about
our little talk to anyone'.
'Agar babu mujhe phir bulayain tau main kya karoon? What shall I do
if babu calls me again? Beena asked.
'Go to him as you did before and don't let him notice any change in
your behavior. Understood?' I replied.
She was surprised, 'Kya? Aap chati hain ki main ab bhi ......? (What/
You want me to still....)?

'Haan main chahati hoon ki tu pahele ki terah Aziz se chudwati rahe.

Vada kar tu yeh karegi (Yes I want you to continue to fuck Aziz like
before. Promise you will do that)' I confirmed to her.
With the taped cassette I went to see Mr. Habib. He listened to the
tape and told me that this is very good and our case is a little stronger
than before but not yet hundred percent winnable. 'How did you
managed it?' he asked.
I laughed and said, 'Little bit of persuasion and lots of blackmail'.
'I hope you did not pay her anything' he asked looking worried.
'Of course not. Aziz fucks her I should pay her. Never' I said getting
angry.
'Tell me Mrs. Razia will this girl swear to her statement before a
magistrate. It will make our case even stronger'.
'Why not? I will bring her whenever you want' I replied confidently.
It took some doing to get Beena to agree. She consented only after I
had assured her that no one will know and no harm will come to her.
Two days later we all appeared before a magistrate and Beena swore
out an affidavit. Magistrate asked her whether she was making this
statement on her own free will or was someone was paying her to do
so. Beena said, 'I swear to God that I am making this statement on my
own free will and no one has paid me to do so'.
Mr. Habib was very happy, 'This is very good but now to make your
case iron clad all we now require is to connect this girl to Aziz'.
'Don't worry I will get you photographs showing them in compromising
position. I have a plan just give me few more days' I said.
For a week I let things rest. Beena was regularly visiting Aziz. One
morning instead of going to the market as usual I hid in the staircase.
I watched Beena go into our apartment. I waited for fifteen minutes
and then stealthily entered. The bedroom door was ajar and I could
hear Beena's loud moans of pleasure. I pushed open the door slightly
and took some photographs of them fucking together. From Beena's
moans I sensed that she was about to cum. I waited and as soon she
sighed loudly I said, 'Aziz you bastard you are again fucking this girl
despite all your promises'. Beena was also taken aback. She pushed
Aziz off her and ran out crying.
'Sahebji it was a funny sight. With a dazed look on his face Aziz stood
naked in front of me with his erect lund shooting cum in the air' Razia
said with a laugh.
'Why did you wait and did not confront them immediately after you
had taken the pictures?' I asked.
'Look at this way. Beena was cooperating with me fully, so letting her
cum was the least I could do' Razia replied with a smile.
Armed with the photographs and the statement Habib filed for divorce.
I instructed Habib, in order to protect Beena as much as possible, to

use her only if it was really necessary. Habib promised me he will use
the statement only if required. Aziz employed a battery of top-notch
lawyers to fight the case but it did not help him. Two years later a very
sympathetic judge granted the divorce giving me an equitable property
settlement and a very liberal alimony. Aziz filed an appeal against the
settlement terms awarded to me by the court. I told Habib to settle
out of court making it clear that I wanted a lump sum alimony
settlement as I did not want to be dependent on Aziz's whims and
fancies each month. Habib warned me that I would stand to lose a lot
of money but I did not mind, as I wanted to get Aziz out of my life
once and for all.
One year later everything was final. Habib told me that everything was
settled and I did not lose much. 'How did you manage it?' I asked.
Habib laughed, 'In the beginning he was adamant and would not
budge. Then I threatened him with criminal action for raping Beena.
'You did that but Beena's must have told him about her statement?' I
inquired.
'Beena might have told Aziz but he does not know the exact wordings
and I was certain that he is not going to take such a risk' Habib told
me laughing.
He kept protesting that he had not rape her but she had asked him to
have sex with him. Then I told him that you and I know this but the
judge doesn't and if Beena is persuaded to testify to rape then who do
you think the judge is going to believe you or her? Aziz knew he was
beaten and capitulated. After that everything was plain sailing'.
'This is the whole story. After I received the money I came here on a
holiday and am now lying naked in your bed being fucked silly by you'
Razia concluded with a giggle.
'The way you spoke about the lawyer Habib it seems that you have a
soft corner for him am I right?' I asked.
She laughed, 'In a way but actually it is Habib who is in love with me.
After the case was over he came over and asked me to marry him. He
told me that he had fallen in love with me on the first day when I
visited him but due to our client lawyer relationship he kept quiet but
now that everything was over he can divulge his feelings for me'.
'What was your reaction?' I inquired.
She laughed, 'I liked him very much but I told him that let me come
back from my holiday then I will give him my answer'.
'What have you decided?' I asked.
'Earlier I might have said no but now I will most probably marry him'
she replied.
'What has changed your mind?' I probed further.

'Before the holiday I had got used to living without the pleasures of a
lund but now that I have tasted the pleasure again I don't think I will
be able to live without it' she said giggling.
'What news of Aziz did you meet with him after the divorce?' I asked
'Oh that bastard is enjoying life. No I have not met him but I met
Beena just as the final agreement was being finalized. She told me
that Aziz had forgiven her and persuaded her to leave her job with the
Singhs and work for him for double wages. I think he just wanted to
ensure that she doesn't file any criminal case against him. She did his
household work in the daytime and at night warmed his bed.
'Two jobs two wages quite appropriate what do you think?' Razia
laughed.
Last month Aziz was up to his old tricks again. He seduced a young
virgin working in that building and now Beena has to share his cock
with her. Beena does not like it but can't do much about it. This is
exactly what had happened with me. Poetic justice so to say'.
'I must say Aziz is one hell of a lucky guy going around deflowering
young maidens' I said with a naughty smile.
'What about you aren't you lucky? Razia asked hitting me playfully.
'Of course I am much luckier than him' I laughed.
'Then convince me how lucky you are?' Razia said pulling me by my
lund on top of her. I then proceeded to show her how lucky I felt. I had
to show her two times before she was fully convinced.
At six in the morning Razia woke me and wanted my lund to say 'good
morning' to her choot before she returned to her room. I shrugged and
pointed to my limp peg.
'No problem' she said and in no time sucked it to erection. Then we
wished 'good morning' to each other in the manner she desired.
After breakfast the next morning as usual we sat in the garden talking.
I did not realize the passage of time and became conscious of it when
Shanti came and asked if I wanted a beer. 'Hey Razia it is already
twelve aren't you going to teach the children today?' I said.
'No not today' she replied, 'today I am so happy that I have decided to
give the children a holiday'.
'Yes uncle Sahebji mommy sure is happy. Since morning she is
humming and smiling to herself' Shabnam commented.
As Razia blushed prettily Rashid said, 'I think mommy is not well. She
has not scolded me even once since I got up. Uncle Sahebji you must
take her to the doctor for a check up'.
Razia laughed, 'No kids I am all right and don't require a doctor'.
'I tell you mommy you are not well. Uncle Sahebji please take her to
the doctor' Rashid pleaded,
'Rashid stop pestering me I have already told you that nothing is
wrong with me' Razia said getting annoyed.

'Okay if that is so then explain why this sudden change?' Rashid

insisted.
'Okay I will tell you why I am so happy but no questions afterwards.
Agreed?' the children nodded. 'I am happy because I found something
bigger and better than what I had lost some years ago' Razia said
ambiguously.
Shabnam looked perplexed but Rashid commented, 'Mommy how can
you find something here that you lost years ago at home?' then
clasping his forehead, 'I can't understand this 'women logic' uncle
Sahebi can you?'
We all laughed.
'Where does he get all this?' I asked Razia.
'Today is the age of TV and soap operas like 'Bold and the Beautiful'
and 'Santa Barbara'. Children pick up all the wrong things first and this
little rascal is a champion in these things' Razia replied playfully
slapping Rashid on his bottoms.
Just then Shanti arrived with a big box of chocolates.
'Dear Rashid this is a small present for you from your grateful uncle for
making his holiday very pleasurable' I said handing him the box.
Without touching the box Rashid said, 'Thank you but how did I make
your holiday pleasurable?'
'If it hadn't been for you I would have been sitting here alone but with
you as company I am laughing and having a great time. Is this not
reason enough?' I replied looking at Razia who was blushing like a
bride, 'hey it is not for you alone remember to share it with Shabnam
and your other friends in the cr?che'.
'Wow Chocolates! Mommy, look what uncle Sahebji has given me? He
said I made his holiday pleasurable. I told you he is very nice. I like
him. May I keep them please?' Rashid asked Razia.
Razia nodded blushing like a rose.
After lunch Razia disappeared with the kids after ten minutes returned
alone. 'Where are the kids' I asked.
'Oh I have left them in the cr?che for the afternoon' Razia said.
'But why? We are doing nothing we could easily look after them' I
asked.
'We may not be doing anything now but when I get you to your room
then we will be doing something won't we? Razia replied with a big
smile.
'Yes you have point there' I laughed.
'Come let us not waste time I have lots of chudai (fucking) to make up'
she said pulling me towards the elevator.
'My pleasure dear lady' I said formally.
'And don't forget mine' she laughed.

We made love all afternoon. Razia sucked my cock and swallowed mycum. 'Sahebji your cum is much thicker and less pungent that my
husband's' she said smacking her lips.
That night when the children were asleep she came to my bed. After I
had fucked her choot I said, 'Janum ab main teri gaand maroonga
(Darling now I am going to fuck you in your ass hole'.
'Kyon nahin (Why not)' she replied turning on her stomach, 'Darling it
has been some time since a cock has been in there and you are so big
do it gently. Best would be you use cream or vaseline. In case you
don't have any I will get it from my room'.
'Don't worry I always have some K-jelly handy for all eventualities' I
said showing her a tube of K-jelly, 'it is just waiting for your ass hole'.
I applied the K-jelly on and in her ass hole. 'Oh your finger feels sooo
good' she moaned. Then rubbing K-jelly on my lund I pressed for
admission in her puckered hole.
'Oh Sahebji gently. It hurts. Yes press on I feel it entering. 'OWWW'
she yelped as the phallus entered, 'thank god it is in'. I started the
fuck motion while rubbing her clit. In ten minutes we both came.
'Thanks darling it was really good' she panted.
Next two days it was the same. We spent mornings and evenings with
the kids and afternoons and the night together fucking away to glory.
On the third night Razia said, 'Have you noticed Shanti's behavior?'
Not knowing what this was all about I decided to play safe, 'Who
Shanti?'
'Mr. Saheb Sahebji what a big lair you are. I can't believe that you of
all people would not notice a girl with big boobs? I am referring to
Shanti, our waitress. I am certain you have noticed her and her big
boobs' Razia said poking her finger in my ribs..
'Oh you mean that Shanti' I laughed giving up pretense, 'Of course my
dear I have noticed her. She is very pretty. Razia you right about the
size of her boobs? They are like ripe melons'.
'Yes her tits are really big but that is not what I meant. Have you
noticed the way she behaves when you are around?'
Ooops I was again on slippery ground. I decided to play it by the ear,
'No I have not noticed anything out of the ordinary'.
'I don't believe you but I'll let it ride. I think she wants to be screwed
by you' Razia said.
'No! How can that be? I replied feigning surprise, 'I am sure you are
mistaken'.
'No I am not mistaken. A woman knows. Sahebji meri baat mano tum
usse bhi chod kar khush kar do jaisse tumne mujhe kush kiya hai
(Sahebji do me a favor, fuck her also and make her happy like you
made me)' she persisted.

'What! Are you sure you want me to fuck her? You don't mind?' I asked
with a song in my heart and a hardening cock.
'No not at all why should I? I don't own you or your laurda. If she is
suffering the way I was then she deserves your magnificent cock.
Please do it for me' she pleaded.
'I bet you are already hard visualizing her lying naked in your bed with
you squeezing her melon sized tits' she laughed.
It was now my turn to blush. 'Of course not' I lied, 'If you want I will
try but what you forget is that she must also agree'.
'If my intuition is right then she will definitely agree. Give it a try
tomorrow. Promise' she said.
I nodded, 'Sure I will give it a shot'.

RAZIA, THE HORNY DIVORCEE

(Part 2)
To refresh your memory here are the last few lines of the first part:
Next two days it was the same. We spent mornings and evenings with
the kids and afternoons and the night together fucking away to glory.
On the third night Razia said, 'Have you noticed Shanti's behavior?'
Not knowing what this was all about I decided to play safe, 'Who
Shanti?'
'Mr. Saheb Sahebji what a big lair you are. I can't believe that you of
all people would not notice a girl with big boobs? I am referring to
Shanti, our waitress. I am certain you have noticed her and her big
boobs' Razia said poking her finger in my ribs.
'Oh you mean that Shanti' I laughed giving up pretense, 'Of course my
dear I have noticed her. She is very pretty. Razia you right about the
size of her boobs? They are like ripe melons'.
'Yes her tits are really big but that is not what I meant. Have you
noticed the way she behaves when you are around?'
Ooops I was again on slippery ground. I decided to play it by the ear,
'No I have not noticed anything out of the ordinary'.
'I don't believe you but I'll let it ride. I think she wants to be screwed
by you' Razia said.
'No! How can that be? I replied feigning surprise, 'I am sure you are
mistaken'.
'No I am not mistaken. A woman knows. Sahebji meri baat mano tum
usse bhi chod kar khush kar do jaisse tumne mujhe kush kiya hai
(Sahebji do me a favor, fuck her also and make her happy like you
made me)' she persisted.

'What! Are you sure you want me to fuck her? You don't mind?' I asked
with a song in my heart and a hardening cock.
'No not at all why should I? I don't own you or your laurda. If she is
suffering the way I was then she deserves your magnificent cock.
Please do it for me' she pleaded.
'I bet you are already hard visualizing her lying naked in your bed with
you squeezing her melon sized tits' she laughed.
It was now my turn to blush. 'Of course not' I lied, 'If you want I will
try but what you forget is that she must also agree'.
'If my intuition is right then she will definitely agree. Give it a try
tomorrow. Promise' she said.
I nodded, 'Sure I will give it a shot'.
Now for the second part:
Next morning when we had finished our breakfast Razia told the
children to go ahead as she wanted to talk to me. Dutifully the children
went out into the garden.
'Woh hamari table ki taraf aa rahi hai (She is coming towards our
table)' Razia whispered spotting Shanti, 'I will now leave and you give
her the big come on and see what happens. Please don't you mess it
up'.
'I will do as you say but I hope you don't get me slapped in front of all
the hotel guests' I whispered back.
'Don't be stupid, nothing like that will happen. Just do what you
promised me last night' Razia said and left.
When I caught Shanti's attention I waved to her. She came over. 'Yes
sir what else can I get you' she asked like a well-trained waitress.
'Shanti tum sirf dining room main hee kaam karti ho ya kuch aur bhi?
(Shanti tell me do you serve in the dining room only or do you have
other duties also?)' I asked smiling at her.
'Other duties? I don't fully understand sir' she replied blushing.
'Mera matlab hai jaisse room service.....(I mean like room service....)'
I said leaving the sentence in the air.
'Sir room service is not part of my duties but if you desire something
served in your room I will only be too pleased to serve it to you' she
replied getting redder.
'Great I would like that. Please bring me two large glasses of fresh
orange juice to my room, my room number is 717. When can you
bring them?' I asked.
'Two glasses sir?' she asked sounding a little disappointed, 'I know
your room number. When would you like me to serve them?'
'As soon as possible, 'I said, 'how soon can you bring them?'
'The dining room closes at ten, the earliest I can bring them to you is
at half past ten sir. Will that be all right?' she inquired.

'Bilkul theek rahega (That would be just fine)' I confirmed and joined
Razia and the children.
The children were playing and Razia was sitting alone knitting. 'Bardi
jaldi aagaye kya hua? (That was quick work what happened?). Tumne
usse baat kari na? (You did ask her didn't you?)' she asked looking a
bit doubtful.
'Haan maine usse baat kar li (Yes I asked her)' I said.
'Tumne kya kaha? Usne kya kaha? (What did you say? What did she
say?) ' Razia asked impatiently.
'I asked her whether she did room service also. She said though it was
not part of her duties but she will do it if I so desired. She will come to
my room with juice in half an hour. We will see what happens then' I
replied.
'Why all this rigmarole about juice and room services. Why didn't you
ask her outright? Razia complained.
'What do you suggest I should have said? Shanti meri biwi chahati hai
ki main tujhe chodoon iss liye tu mere kamare main aajaana (Shanti
my wife wants me to fuck you so please come to my room). I said
sarcastically, 'trust me my approach is better. You see my dear Razia I
am a little conservative, I would rather be slapped in my room when
we are alone than in the dining room full of other guests'.
'Don't be silly Sahebji I did not mean it that way. Anyway don't fret I
think I was right. If she has agreed to do room service for you then
she will also consent to let her choot be serviced by your laurda' Razia
said smugly, 'remember I want to know every detail, stroke by stroke
and poke by poke, of all that transpires between the two of you'.
'Razia you sure are a horny one' I laughed, 'but keep in mind that
should she agree then fucking every morning, afternoon and night will
be too much for me' I cautioned.
Razia laughed, 'Yes I know even your cock has its limitations. I am
willing to sacrifice my afternoon session in favor of a needy sister'.
We chatted for some time. Then suddenly Razia exclaimed, 'Now go, it
is already late. You don't want to keep a virgin, eager to be
deflowered, waiting do you?' As I rose to leave she said, 'Have fun my
darling'.
At ten thirty sharp Shanti arrived with two large glasses of orange
juice. Placing them on the table she looked around and asked, 'Where
is madam?'
'Madam? Why do you ask?' I said.
'Aapne do glass juice order kiye the iss liye (You ordered two glasses
of juice that is why)' she replied still looking around.
'Oh that! The second glass in not for my wife but for you my dear
Shanti' I said handing her a glass and raising mine, 'Shanti let us drink
to the beginning of our friendship'. She sipped the juice shyly with

downcast eyes. However I could see that she kept looking at me

covertly.
'Why are you standing there? Mere pas aaker palang per baitho (Come
sit here next to me on the bed)' I said patting the bed. Hesitatingly
she came and sat down on the spot indicated by me.
Putting my arms around her shoulder I pulled her to me. She leaned
against me and raised her face. I kissed her lightly on her lips. Then
gently nibbled on her ear. I kissed her several times. Shanti did not
object. Then embracing her tightly I kissed her passionately. She
reciprocated with equal passion. Her lips parted and our tongues met
in the dance of love.
Now pretty certain of having her I moved to the next step.
'Shanti remember I once told you that you were very pretty but today
you are looking even more beautiful. Tere mamme kitne barde hain
kya yeh asli hain (What big boobs you have my dear are they real?)' I
asked placing my hand on the nearest one.
Shanti's face became beet root red and lowering her eyes replied very
softly, 'Haan sir asli hain (Yes sir they are real)'.
'Really! Oh I must see them. They look so inviting' I ventured. She did
not reply but kept looking at her shoes.
'Dear Shanti from the very first time I saw you I have admired your
big boobs please let me see them' I said gently squeezing her boob.
'Oh sir, please don't. I am sacred your wife may come in any time' She
protested but without making any move to remove my hand or to get
up.
'Don't worry about her she is busy teaching the children and won't
finish before two hours' I replied and emboldened by lack of any
serious protest I started to undo her blouse.
She caught my hand and looked at me with lewd eyes, 'Aapne mujhe
iss liye bulaya tha? (Did you call me for this?)'
'Shanti my dear, I confess that I have wanted to be alone with you
from the moment I laid my eyes on you. I could not think of any other
way to be alone with you than this. Please Shanti don't stop me' I
begged. Slowly Shanti released my hand. I undid her blouse and
unsnapped her bra. Her big tits spilled out. Out in the open they
looked even bigger.
'Oh Shanti they are much prettier than I had imagined' I said and
kissed them.
'OOOHHHh' she moaned as I took a nipple in my mouth.
'Achcha lagta hai? (Do you like it?)' I inquired.
Shanti nodded, 'Haan bahut achcha lag raha hai (Yes it feels lovely)'
she replied with a sigh. I took her in my arms and kissed her
passionately. She threw her arms round my neck and reciprocated with

equal passion. While kissing I placed her hand on my raging hard on.
Unhesitatingly she caught hold of it and squeezed it.
'Come sweetheart let us undress and get into bed we will be more
comfortable' I suggested. Without a word she started to undress.
When in bed I looked at her naked body.
Shanti lay with her eyes closed, her big boobs lolled to their respective
sides, the nipples were hard and erect with excitement, her pubic hair
were clipped short and I could clearly see her swollen clit peeping out
from between her cunt lips. I gave her choot few licks. She moaned,
'Sir, please hurry I don't have much time. Oh mujhe chodo jaldi se
chodo (Oh fuck me. Fuck me quickly)' she panted.
Seeing her urgency I got on top her and pushed my cock into her
choot. 'OWW lagta hai aapka laurda bahut barda hai (OWW it hurts
your cock is so big)' she groaned.
To my surprise my cock slid in without any resistance. 'Our Shanti was
not a virgin as Razia had assumed. At least on this point Razia was
mistaken' I thought and placing her legs on my shoulder fucked her
with long slow strokes but later kept varying the length and the speed
of my strokes.
'Sir bahut mazaa aa raha hai (Sir it feels very good). Your lund is not
only big but you know how to use it also' she moaned. I continued the
in and out motion.
'Mujhe zor se chodo. Haan aur zor se (Fuck me hard. Yes harder)
Y....hes fuck me like this. Y..hes harder, I like it hard and fast. Oh! Oh!
I am about to cum. My God sir my juices are about to flow. OHHH SIR
I AM COOMMMIIINNNGGGgg' she screamed and fell back on the bed
panting.
'Shanti my dear I am also about to cum. Do I require to be careful?' I
panted.
'NO! Don't take it out, cum inside me nothing will happen I am on the
pill' She said loudly and sighed as I shot my-cum inside her.
For the next hour or so we talked and fucked. Then getting up she said
that she has to go on duty again. 'Itni jaldi? Wada kar kal phir aayegi
(What so soon? Promise you will come tomorrow)' I said. Promising to
come again tomorrow at the same time she left with a satisfied smile.
After a quick shower I hurried down to join Razia and the kids. I
caught up with them as they were entering the dining room. As we
entered Razia asked, 'Na kaisse raha? (Na how did it go?)'
'You were right she wanted it badly and she got it' I replied smiling.
'Hmmm she does look happy and satisfied' she said with a grin looking
at the approaching Shanti, 'Bravo Sahebji you have done a good job. I
am proud of you. You have not only made her happy but me too'.
After lunch as usual Shanti came to inquire if we had enjoyed our
lunch. Razia mumbled her appreciation but I said looking into her

eyes, 'Thank you Shanti it was very good but what I really enjoyed the
most today was the aperitif. Shanti please make a note of it, I think I
will have the same aperitif again tomorrow.
Shanti went red in the face and shot a worried glance towards Razia,
'Thank you sir. I will make a note'.
Outside Razia said, 'Sahebji you are a very bad man. Do you think it
was fair to embarrass the poor girl like this in front of me'.
'Sorry darling but I just couldn't resist the temptation' I said laughing.
'Okay now tell me all that happened. I am dying with curiosity. I know
that Shanti enjoyed herself but did you enjoy popping her cherry and
fucking her tight choot?' Razia said in one breath.
'Last things first' I said, 'she was not a virgin and her cunt was quite
loose. She has been well fucked by someone'.
'Really I am surprised. I hope you asked her who took her cherry,
when and under what circumstances etc. please tell me. It is so
exciting. Just thinking about it has made me wet'.
'As a matter of fact I did. It is a long story but this is not the right
place or time for it. I will tell you every gory detail tonight in bed. Why
did you say you knew she enjoyed herself? How do you know?' I said.
'When you left and did not return for a long time I got so curious to
know what was happening that I went up to my room to see for
myself. When I entered my room I heard sounds coming from your
room. I opened the connecting door noiselessly and peeped in. Shanti
was lying with her legs in the air and you were busy ramming your
laurda into her. She was egging you on to fuck her harder and faster.
As I closed the door I heard her scream that she was coming. Hearing
her scream of passion I too nearly came. Not wanting to disturb you I
came down'.
'Why did you not join us? We three could have had some fun together'
I said.
'Well for a moment I was tempted to but I didn't for two reasons.
Firstly I felt shy and secondly I did not want to deprive Shanti of her
due' Razia replied.
'You did not have to share my cock. I am sure we could have
persuaded Shanti to give your choot a treat with her tongue'.
'Listen man I may be horny and love a good fuck but I am definitely
not a lesbian' Razia said making a face, 'I like a cock much too much'.
'Have you had your choot licked before?' I asked.
'No never. For God's sake I have already told you that I don't go for
that sort of thing' she replied.
'You should try it at least once. You will enjoy it and by having your
pussy eaten once in a while does not make you a lesbian. I wish you
had joined in' I whispered, 'come let us join the children. They must be
wondering what we two are whispering about'. Razia looked pensive.

All evening Razia kept looking at her watch. The time was ticking too
slowly for her liking. Today it was not the irritation in her cunt that
made her impatient but her curiosity to know what transpired between
Shanti and me.
At long last night came. As soon as she got into bed with me she said,
'Now tell me. I am dying with curiosity'.
'What is the hurry sweetheart. We have the whole night ahead of us.
Let me first welcome you properly' I replied and slid my lund inside
her. After I had welcomed her in proper style I lit a cigarette.
'Oh Sahebji that was great' Razia sighed, 'but now please tell me what
happened? Who deflowered her? How did it happen? Was it with her
consent or was she raped'
'She said that her father...' I reached thus far only when Razia
interrupted me, 'Kya keh rahe ho? Usske baap ne usski choot phardi?
(What are you saying? Her father took her virginity?) Incredible, I
don't believe it. I hate incest'.
'No, no nothing like that happened. Initially my reaction was also of
utter disbelief but I think it would be better if I told you her story in
her own words then you can probably appreciate it better and please
no interruptions okay'.
Shanti started her story by saying, 'I live with my parents and two
sisters, Rekha and Madhu, and a brother Rahul. Rekha is 12, Madhu is
8 and Rahul is only three years old. I lost my virginity four years ago
when I was 18. At that time Rahul was not yet born. After nearly two
decades of trying my parents did not have a son. Many children were
born, boys and girls, but none survived except the three of us. They
were very keen to have a son. My father was possessed with the idea
of having a son. He consulted every soothsayer or sadhu (holy man)
he came across or heard of. He even traveled long distances to meet
with such like persons'.
'One day he heard of a sadhu with a reputation of being a great healer
and performer of miracles. Thousands thronged to see him. His
ashram (camp) was located about hundred miles from this place. My
father also went to see him. When he returned he looked very happy.
My mother asked, 'You look very happy today what did the sadhu have
to say?'
'Yes my dear I am very happy today. This baba (sadhu) is really very
learned. He will grant us our wish if we follow his directions. There was
over hundred people there waiting to see him. He spotted me in this
crowd and called me to his personal chamber.
He asked me, 'Son what can I do for you?' I told him all about our
family, the girls and our desire to have a son. He took my hand in his
and closed his eyes. He was so still that for one moment I thought he
had suffered a stroke or something. I could not see him breathe even.

I was about to raise an alarm when one of his disciples stopped me

and whispered in my ear, 'Shh, baba is in a trance'
Ten minutes later the baba opened his eyes. He told me that he had
looked into the future and within a year a son will be born to us but we
will have to make some sacrifices'.
'Baba to get a son I am willing to make any sacrifice you ask' I said.
Baba said, 'Son you have three virgin daughters in your house and it is
their virginity that is blocking the path of your son. You will have to
remove their virginity and clear the road for your son. Start with the
eldest one maybe it will suffice'.
'I was aghast and told him that main apni beti ko kaisse chod sakta
hoon? (how can I fuck my own daughter?). He should suggest some
other solution. He replied that there is no other remedy and this is the
only road to the fulfillment of your desire but if you can't do it then
leave one of your daughters here and God will take care of everything.
I ha