A copied story

Title: Broken In by Ayesha's Shudra Yar
Author: Nawabzada Taj-ood-Deen Khan Lakhnavi "Chota Lund Gora Londa"
Source: Personal Experience

My lovely Bubu (elder sister) Ayesha is two years older than I am. She is built like a Persian Hoori (fairy)
from Iran with her long flowing silky black hair, slender feminine body, strong leg, tight round Nabur
(buttocks) and large milky white breasts. Naturally, she is every Londa's (boy's) dream.

Our parents travel a lot to different places of pilgrimage, visiting various Mazars, Tombs and shrines of
different Sufi Saints, Ghazis & Jihadis (Holy Warriors). Hence, our mahal is commonly left to me and my Bubu,
and we can do whatever we want whenever they are gone.

Now, in our mohalla (neighbourhood) our Safedi Londis (fair females) really go for the Kalloos (blackies, black
guys) from the Shudra Mohalla, especially the Kala Goondas. They say that they prefer the Kala Shudra Goondas
because they have huge Kala Lunds (black penises). So it should not be surprising that Ayesha's Yar is a big
Kala Shudra Goonda called Thirusangu who regularly visits whenever our parents are away. She threatened that she
would use him to beat me if I told our parents. Since I did not want to be beaten by a muscly and scary Kala
Shudra Goonda, I naturally kept my Zaban (tongue) quiet. Whenever he came over, they would go to her room and I
would stroke my Zubb as I listened to the moans and groans coming from my Bubu's bedroom. I usually fantasized
about being able to watch her copulate with Thirusangu. If I was lucky I would find some of her old shalwars in
the heap near the bath-room for the dhobi (washerman), and I would gratefully inhale the musk in the region
where the two shalwar legs joined together, marking the place where her precious Aryan genitory lay. Then I
would wrap it around my Zubb (penis) while listening to the two of them enjoy themselves. But in the end I could
only imagine what went on behind her closed darwaza (door). This particular day was not much different than the
others. Papa and Madar left Thursday evening and my Bubu went out to the bazaar. She soon returned with
Thirusangu. But that day they were not so discreet. They kissed, groped and grabbed each other the moment they
entered. Seeing my lovely Bubu being groped by her super-masculine Shudra Yar made me garm (hot) right away.
My Gora Londa Lund (fair boy penis) became hard seeing her becoming intimate with him

They stumbled to her bedroom and a short while later I could hear the old familiar sounds of sexual foreplay
emanating from Ayesha's room. Finally, unable to bear it any more, I quietly crept upstairs towards my her room
in hope of listening through the darwaza. Much to my delighted surprise, the darwaza was partially opened. So I
leaned against the wall and peered through the opening in the darwaza.

There on the divan sat my fair Bubu Ayesha, topless as her kameez already pulled off. Clad in the very tight
and erotic indigo shalwar she normally wore, she was seated in front of a totally nangoo Thirusangu. That was
when I found that the Mohalla Londis (neighbourhood girls) had not exaggerated the Lund size (penis size) of the
Shudra Goondas. For Thiruangu had the largest and blackest Shudra Goonda Zubb imaginable. It looked more like a
Nara (bull-penis) than a Zubb (human penis). I swear by the Quran it was definitely more than one qadam (foot)
long and really thick.

I was mesmerized by the incredible scene in front of my and my much smaller Safed Zubb (white prick) was
standing at full erection. The hypermasculine Thirusangu had his rough black Badmash (bad-man) hands on his hips
as he thrust his big manly Kala Shudra Goonda Lund (black Shudra thug penis) in and out of my Bubu's dainty mouth.
Ayesha's lipstick-coated lips were firmly wrapped around his thick superior Dravidian staff as she massaged his
heavy black Shudra Andas (testicles) with one fair hand and stroked his unbelievably long Kala Shudra Zubb (black
Shudra cock) with the other. I stood there overawed, watching this as I stroked my own inferior fair Aryan Zubb
too.

This continued for some time until Thirusangu took his big greasy Kala Shudra Lund out of my Bubu's mouth and
rubbed it across her pretty fair face. Then he told her that he wanted to "bokk her tight Safedi Fuddi" (fuck
her tight white vagina). With that he reached down and grabbed her fair legs, lifting them up in the air. This
caused Ayesha to fall back onto the divan. Her nipples were hard with excitement as her large milky breasts
flopped back. Thirusangu reached down and, after untying Ayesha's shalwar-string, pulled her shalwars off her
legs. Then he proceeded to rub his big sweaty Kala Shudra Lund up and down her rosy garm Fuddi. Ayesha squirmed
and moaned at the teasing before finally begging him to put it in.

The virile Shudra Thirusangu placed the large greasy Kinaaf (glans) of his Shudra Goonda Lund at her Gulabi Fuddi
(rosy vagina) and slowly pushed his engorged Lund into her Choot (cunt). He teased Ayesha by only pushing in a
little bit and then withdrawing it in order to hear her beg for more. Eventually she got what she wanted as
Thirusangu buried all of his huge Kala Shudra Linga (black Shudra penis) into Ayesha and rested there as she
climaxed.

"Ya Allah !" she screamed in orgasm as she spasmed wildly impaled on Thirusangu's huge black Dravidian love
spear.

I could not believe that Ayesha had climaxed so quickly. Yet, she thrashed back and forth as Thirusangu simply
stood still, his massive Kala Shudra Goonda Nara buried inside my fair Bubu.

Once her first climax subsided, Thirusangu continued to bokk (copulate) my Bubu. Her milky breasts bounced up
and down as the sweaty Thirusangu pounded away at her Safedi Fuddi. He rubbed her soft mound with his thick
rough thumb as she twisted both of her nipples with her free hands. I could tell Ayesha was close to climaxing
again and I tried to time my own orgasm with hers. I succeeded, shooting my Thook as she climaxed, and she was
shouting out repeatedly "Ya Allah!". As I sighed in relief, I felt happy. Slowly I looked back in the room. I
saw Ayesha still thrashing in her climax but Thirusangu was looking directly at me! Knowing that he must have
heard me, my heart sank and I quickly ran back down the stairs.

My heart pounding wildly, I scampered back to my room, closed my darwaza and lay down on my bed, face down,
pretending that nothing had happened and hoping that maybe he would forget. A short while later all was quiet in
our mahal and I thought that I had been lucky. That was when I heard Thirusangu's voice behind me say, "Did you
enjoy watching me bokk your big Bubu (sister) today, you Oolloo (fool) Taj ?"

I froze, not knowing what to say. Indeed, I almost felt like I was going to melt into my bed. I hated to think
what my Bubu would say if she knew that I had watched them.

Turning in the bed, I looked at him and was about to say something when I realized that Thirusangu was totally
nangoo. His massive, half-hard Shudra Lund (penis) was wet, covered with the combined juices from the sscene I
had just witnessed.

"I am going to tell Ayesha what a Haramzada you are, looking at your own Bubu being bokked," he threatened.

"Please don't tell Ayesha, Thirusangu," I pleaded.

"And then guess how proud your Papa and Madar (mother) will be when I tell them about their nice little Bacha
!" he continued.

My mind raced. I definitely did not want him to tell our parents. "No please, Thirusangu. Please don't tell our
parents."

"Why should I not tell them ?" he asked roughly.

"I will do anything you say. Please don't say anything to them," I begged.

That is when Thirusangu reached down and grabbed the base of his big Kala Shudra Goonda Nara (black Shudra
Bull-penis) with his hand and started to wave it around.

"Then come here, you stupid Safedoo (whitey)," he said.

I gulped while looking down at his giant Kala Shudra Lund.

"Yeh Chuso! Chuso (suck) it ! Or else you be saying your Bismillas (prayers) soon," he barked. Knowing I had no
choice, I slowly came out of my divan (bed).

Thirusangu walked over to me and stood in front of me for a while, waiting for me to start. But I was just
frozen in shock and fright. Then he placed his strong black Shudra hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my
knees. There in front of my face stood his superior semi-erect Shudra organ, wet with my Bubu's juices. Never
before had i been so close to the legendary perfect Shudra-Linga, that famed and much-desired pinnacle of
masculinity, the very best phallus a man could have, the ultimate object of every Londi's (girl's) desire.
There, right in front of the mythical Dravidian Phallus, I could feel the intense mystical power of this divine
life-giver, which alone was capable of transporting Londis (girls) to the realm of transcendental bliss and
absolute fulfillment. I stared at his black, superhuman Dravidian phallus in absolute awe and with total
respect, knowing that that powerful organ had just pleasured my garm Bubu (sister).

Then Thirusangu picked up his heavy Dravidian Lund and placed it at my lips. Leaning forward, he pushed his
greasy big Kala Shudra Lund into my mouth. The slippery Shudra Lund slid through my lips without a problem. I
could not believe the incredible size and heat of Thirusangu's huge black Shudra Lund. It was much thicker and
longer than my own, inferior five-anguli (inch) Aryan Zubb (penis), but having it inside my mouth made me much
more conscious of its superiority.

"Relax, Gandoo (arse-hole). Breathe through your nose and let it go all the way down your throat," he
commanded.

I did as he commanded, and he slowly pushed more of his greasy black Dravidian phallus into my mouth. I felt
his Kinaaf go into my throat, and I started to choke.

"I said relax, you Haramzada (bastard) !" he barked.

His command instantly disciplined me, and I stopped choking. It seemed that this Dravidian God had some kind of
mystical power even over my involuntary reflexes. It appeared that he owned me. Finally, after he had pushed all
of his big Kala Shudra Lund into my throat, he held still, savouring the feeling of being totally enshafted
inside my oral organs. It was difficult, but I had to hold his massive black Shudra shaft inside my mouth and
throat, breathing all the while.

After a while that supermasculine Shudra Sex-God Thirusangu placed his strong black hands on my head and began
to bokk (copulate) my face with his Lund.

I reached up and gently squeezed his heavy Dravidian Andas (testicles), rolling them in my hand. Ya Allah, each
of them immediately felt bigger than both of my own, much smaller, nut-sized Aryan Andas put together. I reached
down to compare them to my own Gora Khags (fair testicles). My own little Safed Lund was standing straight up
again, after it had deflated somewhat when I choked on his love-muscle. I compared the weight and size of our
testicles, and then realized that my initial estimates were false: each of his Kala Shudra Andas (black Shudra
eggs) were the size of four of my own nut-sized Safedoo Khags (whitey testicles). I reverently massaged both his
heavy Dravidian Andas with my fingers, paying respect to them, for it was these life-giving globules which were
regularly pumping potent Shudra Thook (sperm) into my Bubu, and could well some day be the source of her first
Bacha (c***d).

The heroic Thirusangu quickened his pace and I could feel his heavy Shudra Andas tighten. Shortly thereafter,
his knees bent slightly as he shot his Shudra Thook (sperm) into my waiting oral hole. It quickly filled my mouth
to the full as I heard him order me to swallow it "like a Safedoo Gandoo (whitey ******)". I did as he ordered
and gulped down his salty Thook. As I meekly drank down his Thook, I hoped that, by ingesting the manly essence
of this superior Dravidian God, I may thereby become more like him: more manly, darker, and, above all, that my
Zubb (penis) may become larger and darker like his too.

Finally, Thirusangu went limp. Sighing, he removed his big Kala Lund from my mouth and rubbed it across my
face.

Laughing, he told me, "You are good Lund-choos (cock-sucker). Almost as good as your Bubu."

I felt happy that he had praised my skills.

"Now, when your Bubu not there and I am garm, I will have you chuso my big Kala Shudra Goonda Nara. Otherwise I
will tell Ayesha what you Haramzada have done," he said.

"Yes, my Huzoor (master)," I respectfully replied.

That is how I became the Lund-choos of my Bubu's Shudra Yar.