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This material was produced by | | Mughal Sex Museum, http://asstr-mirror.org/~mughal/ | |__________________________________________________| Title: My Fiancee Jamila and Her Sudra Ghulam Author: Nizam-ood-Deen Shah Code: sudra, sudra-lund, afsm (Arya Female-Sudra Male) Category: Mughal, Sudra Source: Oudhi Persian folk-tale Date of Composition : at least 19th century AD Status: 1st ed., Feb. 23, 2007 It was three years ago that I was betrothed to a beautiful damsel of the Khan clan of Delhi. Her name was Jamila and she was dazzlingly beautiful. She had long and thick black hair, piercing black eyes and a perfect female body with full, firm thighs and a thick ass. She wore thick black veils, and thereby proved her modesty and chastity. It was important for me to marry a chaste and virtuous wife, so this was very important to me and my family. Her breasts were large and full,and her waist slim and thin. Indeed, her waist was so slim that i often wondered how it supported the large full breast above, and how her delicate legs supported her thick buttocks. Like many of the richer Muslim families in Hind, their family had two servants. One was a young honey-complexioned Marathi girl, while the other was a Sudra servant, an ugly black man with thick slobbering lips. I supposed him to be like the other Sudra men, strong and with big muscles, but he covered his body with shirts the entire day. Our family was not so wealthy, and hence did not maintain full time servants. The fact that her family ould maintain two full time servants added to their social status and prestige. I came into the habit of visiting my fiancee's house and paying my respects. It was on one such visit that the Marathi maid-servant let me in, and told me that the parents were not there. I was happy that I would be able to see Jamila without her parents to interfere, and I asked her if I could see Jamila. She said that Jamila would be upstairs in her bedroom. Jamila's bedroom was at the end of the upstairs hall and the door was half-open. When I reached the top of the stairs I heard voices and activity from her room. One of the voices was clearly hers, but the other was an extremely deep voice of a man. Because the voice was so deep, and from the accent, it seemed to be the voice of a SUDRA man. Listening carefully, I recognized it to be that of her family's Sudra servant. Wondering why she would be talking to the Sudra servant in her bedroom, I peered inside the room. What I saw shocked me, and shall remain forever engraved in my memory. Jamila was sitting on the side of her bed, totally naked, and the older Sudra servant was standing in front of her. Jamila's hands were slowly moving around his groin area. I realized in shock that one of her hands was slowly pumping up and down a very long and thick black stick, while her other hand was cradling his testicles. I thought that he must have tied a black stick to his waist to impress my lover. However, I soon realized that the huge black stick was not artificial, but was in fact his penis! The Sudra man had an enormous black penis, much larger and much harder than any I had ever seen in my life. And it was being carefully studied by my fiancee Jamila. Now, I had never ever shown my penis to my fiancee, because she was too modest and always refused me when I approached her, saying we were only allowed to perform these acts after marriage. Her modesty had assured me of her chastity, but what I was seeing overturned all that I thought. Unfortunately, my fair Aryan Muslim penis was much smaller than the huge black Dravidian pillar in front of me, and I felt my manhood slip away as I suddenly felt small and inferior. The thought of interrupting them crossed my mind, but I immediately dismissed it due to the awesome strength of the Sudra man. He would have beaten any Aryan man I know. In fact, I am sure that no Muslim man would have dared challenged that Sudra man even if he was with the man's wife. I thought of reporting this to the Kazi. Besides, I quickly realized that, in the Islamic courts of Aurangzeb, four witnesses were required to prove my allegation. She would simply deny anything happened, and I would lose the case. Jamila was staring at this gigantic black Sudra penis, and then looked up at the *Kalloo* (blackie). The dirty black Sudra haramzada was ugly and smelled very bad (*bad-boo*), and I could smell him from where I stood. But Jamila seemed not to care. She said she wanted to *chato* (lick) it and then told the Sudra he could shoot into her mouth. While she never even let me show her my penis, here she was, telling this older and very well-endowed Sudra man she wanted to *chuso* his lund. The *Kala Haramzada* (black bastard) laughed and told her she could chato it all she wanted but he was going to shoot his sperm into her fuddi not her mouth. I watched in envy as Jamila kept stroking the Sudra's huge black penis and then lowered her mouth onto it. Her head started to move up and down and I could hear sucking sounds coming from her mouth and throat. Her big white Muslim breasts were wobbling and the Sudra servant held her head in his hands. He smiled wickedly as my pure fiancee worshipped his superior Dravidian manhood. "You ready ? Toyaar hai?" he asked and Jamila raised her face, nodding. She was flushed with excitement. She lay back on the bed and spread her very erotic thick white thighs, showing him her precious Musulmani vagina. I had never laid my eyes on her precious love-hole, and my organ became erect when I saw it. She was definitely not nervous, and clearly spread her legs as the *Sudra Haramzada* (Sudra bastard) slapped his *lund* on her sweet fuddi and ran his huge *supara* (glans) up and down her slit. The Sudra man was using the word "Sudra" and "dravida" and she was responding excitedly. "You want my big Sudra lund, don't you ? " he asked. Jamila was staring at his huge penis and said, "Yes, i want it here," and pointed to her precious Muslim fuddi. "I want your Burra Kala Sudra Lund in my Gori Musulmani Fuddi." She guided his huge penis to her hole and he pushed it in. Jamila's face became red, and contorted and she was grabbing his arms and twisting her body to let him in. His enormous black Sudra linga easily went into my fiancee's fuddi, and from this I knew that she must have done this many times before, so that her tight Aryan Muslim fuddi would have been already stretched out. The *Kala Sudra* maintaned a steady pressure and pushed his huge penis into her. Jamila embraced him, her hands grasping his shoulders and her legs opening wider still, till her knees were near her big breasts. As he went deeper into her, she straightened her legs, and gyrated her hips. And when the Sudra finally had his big penis up inside her precious white Aryan fuddi, he lay still, and Jamila started to kiss his thick slobbering lips in a frenzy. Her arms went around her neck, gasping, grunting and groaning. *Sali, apni Gori Musulmani Fuddi chodunga*. Ass-hole, I am going to fuck your white Muslim vagina," he told her. Jamila lay there with her eyes shut, clearly enjoying the feeling of his huge black Sudra linga inside her. She was breathing hard as the Kalloo chod her for a while and I saw her own hips begin to move. She held him tight, kissed his ear and bit his shoulder as the Sudra penis was moving steadily in and out of her precious Muslim fuddi. The Sudra man was a real chodu and knew what he was doing. "*Yeh Sudra-lund itna accha lagti hai, meri fuddi ko undar*. Your Sudra-lund feels so good in my fuddi," she said. The Sudra lund was moving in and out of her white Muslim fuddi. The Sudra man was a real chodu and knew what he was doing. "Having your big blakc Sudra lund in my fuddi feels so good," she hissed. "Mere lund ko chodo," he said. "Fuck my dick" and he held still. Jamila began to thrust her hips back at him, chodding on his penis. Then the Sudra resumed again, tongue kissing her deep and then talking dirty to her. "Your fuddi feels good. You chod good." Jamila started to clutch him wildely and went berserk, shouting "Chod mujhe, Sudra maderchod!" I like having a black Sudra lund inside me!" Each time the Sudra thrust into her, she would grunt and stiffen, gripping him harder. "I love to chod my gori kutti," he said. "Like this white hole". Jamila grunted and whimpered. "Chod mujhe" she hissed, pushing her hips at him. "Yeh gori fuddi ko chodo". "Yeh gori fuddi ko chodo, undar dalo sala wo maderchod kala Sudra-lund". The Sudra slammed her hard. As the Sudra man neared his orgasm, they started to breathe very loudly, grunting deeply, and Jamila wrapped both arms around his thick black bull-like neck, while her delicate white Muslim legs were bobbing in the air, her naked feet swaying back and forth with each powerful thrust. The Sudra servant slid his hands down and grasped her plump, round white asscheeks and he started to 'saand-chod' (bull-fuck) her, shoving his powerful black monstrosity deep into her, and holding her tight against him. Jamila squealed and whimpered, and I guess she might have climaxed as the Sudra man violently humped her. Then he shouted aloud, "*Gori Musulmani Kutti, yeh Sudra Shorba leh! White Muslim bitch, take this Sudra sperm!". The room was filled with a thick, masculine and acidic smell, and I knew that the ugly Sudra man was pumping his dirty sperm into my fiancee. He humped her several more times before he stopped and they lay together for a while, kissing deeply. Jamila's legs slowly came down and the Sudra pulled out very slowly till his huge organ popped out of her fuddi. The evil Sudra laughed and rubbed her bush, his ugly face brimming with satisfaction at his conquest. I slowly retreated from the place, my life turned upside down. I did not know what to do, and I felt so much inferior to the Sudras as I went back home. That night, I tried to compare my own Muslim penis with the Sudra man's penis, and find out how much smaller I actually was. As my own pink Muslim penis was only half the length of his, and much thinner as well, I estimated that my penis was one third the volume, and hence the size, of the Sudra's giant black penis. With pain I came to know that my penis would never be able to satisfy my wife, and I was very apprehensive of her first reaction. What would she say when she saw my much smaller pink Aryan penis? In shame i realized that she would probably not even be able to feel my short white penis, as her precious Muslim vagina had no doubt been stretched out by the much larger genital organ of her Sudra servant. What would she say when she saw my small pink penis? The penis of the Sudra male became an obsession with me. I had, of course, been aware of the generally greater physical strength of the Sudra males, and had felt physically intimidated by them. Now, however, physical inferiority was compounded by the far more important sexual inferiority and penis envy, leading to intense humiliation and shame. Before that fateful day, i had never seen a Sudra man's genitals, and the sight changed my life. It was a Sudra penis which had beaten my own to take my wife's virginity. I wondered if all Sudra men were as largely built as the one I had seen, and if our women were generally attracted to them, not just my fiancee? With this objective, I started to study pornography. I found that Sudra penises were quite well known in our eastern Perso-Arabic culture, and that the Sudra man's big black penis was a common stock topic in our culture. I learned many more things, that when an Aryan woman had intercourse with a Sudra man, her vagina would become stretched out, and a Muslim man would never be ale to satisfy her again. Our women quite clearly preferred them. However, the sight of paintings in erotic Persian and Urdu novels was not just enough. Perhaps the sight of an actual Sudra penis satisfying my fiancee had spiked my interest. Soon, I was regularly visitng the erotic theaters in our town, which had been established by Qutbuddin Mubarak Shah. It only confirmed my worst fears to find that the Sudra performers had on average, much bigger penises than the Muslim and Rajput performers. They also could maintain erections for longer than the Aryans. I pinned my hopes on the Muslim male performers, but the Sudras smashed all my vain hopes, for the larger Sudras easily beat the largest Muslims. It was like the Sudras were in a different category. Whenever a Sudra man and a Muslim man both made love to an Aryan woman, the Muslim man was almost always much smaller than the Sudra man, and was clearly in awe of the Sudra. Sometimes, the smaller Muslim man did not even enter his own woman. In some cases the woman would only let him enter her anus, in other cases she would only jack of his small pink penis. Worse still, many of the women in the stories and dramas made the Sudras turn their men into *qoonees*. In case of homosexual acts, it was almost always the Sudra man making a woman out of the Muslim man. With all this brazen worship of the Sudra man's penis, it was no wonder my fiancee found out about Sudra men; she must have learned about the Sudra penis from the masses of cheap pornography, the erotic theaters, or from other females. Fortunately, I reasoned that she was not yet my wife, and I could undo the entire marriage. I hence informed my parents of my desire to cancel the wedding. However, I could not bring myself to say what I had seen. Moreover, I had no proof whatsoever of what I had seen, and the mandatory four witnesses required by Islamic law were not present. Worse still, I could not tell my father that the reason was because my penis was smaller than the Sudra man's. So, i just said that i wanted to cancel the wedding. My father cut off the idea at its root, saying that the alliance was important as it was financially imperative that both our families be united. He said that there was no way I could not marry this girl, and asked me why. I could not provide any reason as I was ashamed of what I had seen. I reasoned, from the Hindustani Persian and Urdu pronography I had read, that many of our females chased the Sudras, and that I would not be alone in having a Sudra-loving bibi. Consoling myself with this thought, I married Jamila after a few fortnights. The marriage-night was awkward for me. Images of the giant black Dravidian penis kept on flashing through my mind. My short pink 5-inch Aryan Muslim penis was half the size of the one-foot black Sudra monster, and I was extremely apprehensive of what she would say when she saw my penis. It is with great hesitation that I pulled down my shalwar pyjamas, and I carefully studied her face when I showed her my boyish pink penis. To my surprise, I could detect no disdain, and she lovingly caressed my genitals. She did study them closely, but I could not see any disappointment. Emboldened, I made love to her. Surprisingly, my penis penetrated her hymen, then I remembered that girls could easily have it stitched back. My penis sundered her hymen, and I started to *chod* her *gori fuddi*. I was apprehensive that her vagina would have been stretched out by her Sudra servant's giant black penis, but I was surprised to find her tight. It is only later that I learned that our females could use various medicines to tighten their genital orifices to hide the fact that they have intercourse with Sudras, but at I still do not know if she uses them. I tried to make it last as long as possible, but the thought that my wife had intercourse with a Sudra man made me want to compete with him, so I hammered her fast and tried to do her like that Sudra man. This excited me very quickly, as I had never made love to a woman before in my life. Moreover, I always kept on thinking how much smaller my Muslim penis was compared to his Sudra phallus, and the thought that the furry fuddi I was enjoying now had had Sudra lund in it made me ejaculate fast. My wife has been with me ever since, and I regularly make love to her. I have got no indication that she thinks my penis to be small, or of any attraction for Dravidian men. Yet, whenever I make love to her, I feel small and inferior. I also noticed that whenever I have made love to her, she only responds slightly, and I could never ever make her react and shout the way that Sudra man did. And when she *chato*s my *punni*, I know she does not do it with the same enthusiasm as she had sucked that Sudra man. Deep inside, I know that my penis is probably not satisfying her. As I am madly jealous of her, I have made sure that no sudra servants are in the house. But I still fear that she lusts after those strong Sudra men and their huge black penises. 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