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The Game House : Khel Mahal
by Padshahi Begum Sufiya Sultana
All this started when I joined the local Khel Mahal, the mohalla house for playing ganjifa cards, ludo and
carrom. I really liked playing games, so joining the local games house was a natural choice for me. Besides,
there were a lot of hot Londas (boys) who came to that Mahal, and I liked to get attention from naughty boys.
Most of the Mohalla Londas liked to see me because I am a pretty Londi. I have long jet-black hair which sets
off my fair Aryan skin, making me look fairer than otherwise. And I have a sweet round Naboor (buttoks) packed
compactly into an oh-so-tight shalwar kameez. Not one of the londas could keep their eyes off of me, and the
other Londis were somewhat jealous of me.
So the days passed by as we played ludo, ganjifa cards and various games. But seeing all those Londas made me
garm, and I liked it.
Some of the Londas were very naughty and they used to exchange erotic kitabs (books) amongst themselves. Mostly
it was the Londas but some of the Londis were also involved. Anyway, I started exchanging such kitabs too and
developed a taste for them. In one of those kitabs I read about a trick of making holes in a wall, and chusoing
Lunds through that wall.
Having all those Londas stare at me all day and knowing that they wanted to bokk (fuck) me hard made me very
garm (hot) and naughty. I was so happy I read about the trick of using holes in the wall. I had initially
wanted to simply chuso one of those Londa's Lunds, but I was scared because I was worried that the Londa would
try to rape me after I had chusoed him. I wanted to remain a virgin till I was married. Besides, since I
considered myself one of the best Londis at that Mahal, I wanted to chuso the Lund of the most masculine of all
those Londas. And that Londa was not a Londa at all, and not even from our Mohalla. He was a Ravan, big Kala
Shudra Goonda, (black Shudra thug) from the Kandalla Mohalla (Untouchable Neighbourhood). It was said that some of
our Mohalla Londas used to be bullied by the big Kalloos (blackies) from the Shudra Mohalla, and so they decided
to appease one of them and make him a part of their regular games, in exchange for keeping off the other Shudras.
But I was too embarassed and scared to approach him directly, and did not want to chod (fuck) him.
But with the hole in the wall, it would be perfect, I reasoned. My fantasy of chusoing a big Kala Shudra Lund
would finally come true.
One day I took a sharp wedge and a hammer and smuggled it into the Khel Mahal. So, after all the players had
left the house, I went to the mens' toilet and sat in one of the cubicles. Then I used the hammer and the sharp
wedge to hammer into the wooden walls of the toilet and perforate it in a circle. Soon, I had created a nice
circle. Then I pulled out the ppiece of wood, and kept it aside, for I wanted to be able to place the piece back
so that nobody would know.
The next day it was just a trick of getting him to go to the toilet. So when everybody was engrossed in an
exciting ganjifa game, I resigned and then quietly told one of my Londis to send Ravan over to the mens' toilet.
She was a bit puzzled, but since I was older than her and quite submissive, I knew she would do it. So I went to
the mens' toilet and sat inside a cubicle, waiting for him to come. After a short while I heard him approach. I
opened my cubicle darwaza slightly and saw that it was Ravan. My Fuddi became wet instantly !
He looked around as if searching for somebody. Without saying a word, I closed my darwaza and knocked on the
wall to catch his attention. He came to my darwaza and then looked around. I poked my unglee (fingers) through
the hole and attracted him to the next cubicle. "Come here," I said as I waved my unglees around.
He asked, "You are a Londi! What are you doing here in the Mens' Toilet ?"
I told him, "Come into this cubicle, close that darwaza (door) and show me that Malabar Black Snake you have in
between your legs. I wanted to know if what the other Mohalla Londis said about you Shudra Goondas having bigger
Lunds than our Gora Londas was true or not."
"Of course we are bigger than your stupid Oolloo Safedoos (stupid whiteys) !" Then he went into that cubicle
and closed the darwaza.
I could hear him open his trousers and as I peered through the hole I saw him haul out a giant, thick slab of
totally Kala (black) meat.
He swung his gigantic Kala Dravidian organ around a few times and asked me if that proved that Shudras were
bigger than Aryan boys.
"Sala, yes ! You make our Gora Londas's Lunds look like Chingra Zubbs (prawn pricks)," I told him.
It was not even fully hard yet but it was already by far the biggest Zubb I had ever seen. It would easily
cross one foot in length when erect. I really wanted to chuso (suck) that delicious piece of manhood about which
I had heard so much.
"How does it taste ? Does it taste like chocolate, as the Mohalla Londis say it does ?" I asked, feigning
ignorance.
"Why don't you see it, you Haramzadi (bitch) ?" he asked and then stuck it through the hole in the wall.
I greedily went to work on that magnificent black Shudra Lund of his like a crazed Zali (bitch) in heat. I could
not believe how Madar-bokka (motherfucking) large it was. The Kinaaf (glans) of it alone was so massive. It was
like a big apple. I had to open my mouth all the way to fit it in. There was no way in hell that I could take
that monstrous man-meat into my throat. I could not even get a fraction of it into my mouth before the Dravidian
monster hit the back of my throat.
Regardless, I chusoed it as best as I could. That was evidently good enough because I could hear him gasping
and moaning in mazaa (pleasure) on the other side of the wall. This made me even more garm and wet down there.
It was totally awesome to finally have a superior Kala Shudra Lund in my mouth. Yes, it was driving me completely
wild with desire, and was making me absolutely insane with passion. Then I had a massive orgasm. My Fuddi lit up
like a rocket in Tippoo Sultan's army, sending an explosion of fireworks through my body and mind.
Soon, my orgasm quieted down and I was amazed at what just having that divine big black Shudra penis in my
mouth had the power to do. I wondered what that legendary, mystical Dravidian Shiva-Lingam could do if it went
into my Fuddi (vagina). So I stood up from my knees, still stroking the Abnusi (ebony) monster with one hand as
I turned around. With one hand I untied the string of my shalwars and then pulled them down a bit. Then I
quickly retied the string around my thighs, so that my genitory and hips were totally bare. Then I aligned
myself with the apple-sized Supara (glans) of his Lingam, and with all my weight I pushed back onto it.
It felt like I was being split in half. But it was hurting in a good, pleasurable way.
Once I had that big black Shudra Love-Weapon all inside of me, I bounced back and forth on it like a divani
(maniac). I slammed it as deep as I could to make it go until it would slam into the very bottom of my Choot
(vagina), sending waves of pleasure and pain through me like lightning. Two more mind-shattering orgasms
resulted from his enormous, monstrous Dravidian Lund (penis), each one sending my body almost into convulsions
from the sheer intensity of them.
Speaking of intense orgasms, his was next. I could feel his giant Chandalla Kinaaf (Aboriginal glans) start to
swell and pulse inside of me as he yelled out, "I am going to shoot my Thook !"
And that is when he climaxed. I have never felt anything like that in my life. He shot his Thook with such
force I thought it was going to blow me off of him. That big black Shudra Zubb dumped so much Kalloo Habshiyya
(Abyssinian) Thook inside of me, my Fuddi was completely flooded. I could feel it leaking out of my Fuddi.
So I pulled my hips off of him and went back down onto my knees and gobbled up the last few squirts of his
tasty sweet black Shudra jizz. I liked to call Londa's Thook butter, and his butter was good.
I sucked all of what I could get. Then he pulled his Zubb back through the wall andI heard him pull up his
trousers. He then left as I just sat there, in awe and amazement, fully satisfied.
I thought to myself, "Yes, this is sure a Khel Mahal now !"
The End