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From Urvashi to Uzma Begum:
My Bibi Urvashi and Her Conversion to Islam by a Shudra-Lingam
by Pundit Pranab Barpande

Urvashi and I had been married for three years when we went to visit a mehfil one of her Muslim
friends called Zeba Begum. Over the last few months, my Bibi had made friends with many of the Muslim
Begums and Banos of the town. Zeba was a Muslim begum from the Muslim mohalla, and was very keen on
making good friends with Urvashi. She was the traditional Muslim begum, and always wore a black burqa.
It was never in any colour - it was always black. Her husband was a friendly man called Hasan. Zeba
had repeatedly invited us for dinner, and it took some time for us to be able to visit them.

The rickshaw dropped us at the mahal of our hosts. Hasan opened the door and let us in. Now, I had
seen Zeba wear full black burqa only. To my surprise, I found her dressed very skimpily, with a belly
dancer dress.

Now, I liked the Muslim mohallas because of the nice biryani, the tawaifs and the great opulence.
However, I found one aspect discomforting about Muslim mohallas, and that was the large number of
Shudra men, whom the Muslims used as Naukars (servants), goondas, bodyguards and in their infantries
and armies. Due to the absence of a caste system in Islam, they freely mixed with the Muslims. Coming
from a Brahmin Shahr, no Shudras, and definitely no Shudra men, were allowed inside our mohallas and
shahrs. To see large numbers of rough and strong black Shudra males in the Muslim mohallas, was hence
an intimidating experience. I was always scared of these Shudra men in the Muslim areas, for they were
so strong and black.

After a short while, a Shudra man came to their house. Zeba introduced him as Lingammu, one of the
Dravidian soldiers imported from Telingana for the Timurid army of Jehangir. The Muslims used the
Shudras for their armies, because of their greater physical strength. Zeba led him inside and bade him
to sit on a diwan. Meanwhile, Hasan became very obsequious in front of the strong Shudra Aadmi.

She then went inside to get some drinks. Then Zeba Begum came over to me and looked at me with her
dreamy black eyes. said, "Here is a glass of sherbet," and handed me a cold glass. As I reached for
it, Zeba smiled and winked at me. I had no idea what Zeba Begum's wink was about, but it appeared very
special so I just drank it.

After serving all of us, I was surprised to see Zeba sit with the Shudra Kala. I was shocked to see
Zeba Begum boso (kiss) the ugly Shudra Kala on his slobbering lips. This was something which a devout
Musulmani should not have done. More surprising still, I found that Hasan did not object. Instead, he
suddenly became very obsequious and humble in front of the powerful Shudra man. It was very disgusting
to see how submissive and obsequious the Muslim men became in front of Shudra men.

Zeba Begum sat with Lingammu on a diwan and they laughed and joked loudly. I felt uncomfortable, and
looked at Urvashi. She was staring at Zeba Begum and Lingammu, and I felt my heart sink. Hasan seemed
very intimiidated by the muscular Shudra, and I could see he would not do anything. I felt somewhat
jealous of the new Teling fighter, for I somehow lusted after Zeba. Now, I definitely did not mind
this. In fact, I always enjoyed the sight of a Shudra man with a fair Musulmani Aurat. I would have
greatly liked to see Zeba intimate with the Shudra Lingammu, but my Bibi Urvashi was also there. I was
thinking of leaving that place, but was beginning to feel drowsy.

After a long time later, I awoke to the feeling of some cool water being sprinkled on my face.
Opening my eyes, I saw Hasan standing near me. He said he was very happy that I had finally woken up.
He told me that while I was asleep Urvashi had started to act strangely. I did not understand what he
meant, and then he said that she had started going after Lingammu.

Hasan pulled me up from the divan and told me to come with him. I followed Hasan through the mahal's
long hall-way and to the darwaza of the bedroom at the back. Zeba Begum was already standing at the
darwaza, looking inside.

"Look at this," Zeba said in a hushed voice as she opened the darwaza a little bit. A few candles on
a chandelier hanging from the ceiling lit the room. Looking down at the low divan, I swallowed hard as
I saw what Zeba Begum was trying to show me.

There on the low divan I saw my Bibi in her blue sari, lying on her back, and her thighs spread wide
with Lingammu lying on top of her. She had her delicate fair Brahmin hands wraed around Lingammu's
thick Kala bull-like neck, pressing her delicate coral-red Brahmin mouth against his thick slobbering
Dravidian lips. His paw-like Dravidian hands were massaging her breasts through her red choli.

"Does that make your Kotak (dwarf) Pandoo (Brahmin) Doodool (boy-penis) hard ?" asked Zeba cruelly as
I digested what I saw.

I was shocked. What had happened ? Then I realized that Zeba had set up the whole conspiracy,
inviting only us and another Shudra Aadmi, and then putting something into my sherbet to make me fall
asleep. She also made Urvashi jealous by being very close to me.

I was like a statue, Hasan and Zeba standing beside me. I wanted to go in and stop it, but I was too
frozen in shock. Now, I had always considered Muslim men like Hasan to be unmanly, and even cowardly
on account of their subservience and obsequiousness to Shudra males. In particular, I disparaged their
unmanliness when they failed to prevent their own females from going for the Shudra males. Yet, when I
was faced with the same situation, I reacted in the same way as Hasan did. Seeing your own Safedi
Bibi going after a massively built Shudra Aadmi is a truly emasculating sight. I realized that I would
not be able to do anything to prevent my devout white-skinned Brahmini Bibi from being conquered by
this virile black Shudra male.

"See her love for your disappear in one day," taunted Zeba Begum. I could not respond to her.

Urvashi started moaning. I could see that her eyes were all glazed by the effect of the drug which
Zeba had no doubt given her. She stared mesmerized at the stock Kala Shudra fighter as he stripped off
his shirt, exposing his muscular upper body.

Urvashi's arms worked over the strong black back, her hands caressing him as she bosoed (kissed) him
voraciously. His strong black hands pawed at her red choli.

Lingammu then opened her red choli as she sat up. Tossing her choli onto the floor with one hand, he
caressed her milky white breasts with the other. Lingammu moved away from Urvashi's fair face and
started to mouth her milky breasts with his thick slobbering Dravidian lips. Urvashi arched her back
in pleasure, pushing her large chest hard against Lingammu's Telugu mouth. Slowly, Lingammu started to
boso (kiss) down her belly, stopping at her belly button to run his Zaban around, and then inside it.
Urvashi's head rolled back in pleasure, her eyes rolling back in lust.

Gasping, she pulled her blue sari up onto her belly, exposing her fair hairy Brahmini Kussi. I was
surprised to see her soft pink Brahmini Kussi lips wet and glistening in the candle light. The Shudra
had excited her very much. It usually took me a lot of time to make her garm.

By the Vedas, I was shocked. There was my sweet precious Brahmini Bibi of three years who had never
ever even been intimate with any man except for me, now totally aroused for this ugly Kala Shudra Aadmi
from Telingana.

"See that Brahmin Haramzadi!" hissed Zeba.

I felt tears welling up as I watched how much my Bibi was enjoying Lingammu's sexual technique.

Then, staring at Urvashi, the Teling started to open his Timurid army trousers. Then Zeba leaned
over to my ear and whispered, "See this! If your Pandoo Doodool is as small as the typical Brahmin
man, then she will always think you are too small after this."

As his trouser-string loosened, the Shudra fighter pulled them down. Springing into sight came the
longest, thickest and blackest Lingam I could have ever imagined. The Teling warrior's Zubb was more
like that of a Kala bull than a man.

"He has a penis like an animal," said Zeba as she stared in fascination at the gigantic black Shudra
Lingam.

Urvashi just stared at Lingammu's huge Kala Shudra Nara. I knew that she had never seen anything even
half as large. She was mesmerized by it. [1]

"See how that smashes the rubbish of your Brahmin superiority, you Pandoo! That Shudra Lingam is
three times the size of the average Brahmin Sheeshna!" hissed Zeba Begum.

My mind went back to the days I first learned Sanskrit and then secretly studied the ancient
sexological works of our Brahmin elders. I was only a young boy when I had first come across the
four-fold classification of the races of man according to penis size. Our learned Brahmin sexologists
had put the hare-man or rabbit man, having the smallest or Brahmin penis, at six angulis (inches),
followed by the Kshatriya and Vaishya Sheeshnas at eight and ten angulis. I was embarassed when I read
that the Horse man had the largest or Shudra Lingam, at twelve angulis (inches). These saddenings facts
were, in our Brahmin culture, kept quiet amongst the elder Brahmin males, who kept it a closely
guarded secret from our Brahmin females. This was the reason why Brahmin females were not taught
Sanskrit. If they could not read, they could not learn about the secret weapon of Shudra men. But here,
both Muslim men and women could read the enormous amount of pornography created in Farsi and Arabi, I
found that the Musulmani females were well educated and nothing was secret from them.

Lingammu crawled onto the diwan and on top of Urvashi's delicate white body. Grabbing his huge Kala
Shudra Zubb in his right hand, he stroked it until it swelled to one foot in length. Then he grabbed
one of Urvashi's ankles and lifted her fair leg straight up.

I had never seen her anywhere near this garm before. I felt terrible - here was another man exciting
my Bibi much more than I even knew possible. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched how much she was
enjoying Lingammu's sexual technique.

Leaning over Urvashi, Lingammu placed both his black paws next to her shoulders. He let his meaty
black upper chest cover Urvashi's pretty fair Brahmin face. She was totally covered by black Dravidian
flesh, her face buried into the black meaty chest flesh.

His one foot swollen black Lingam began probing around her white vagina searching for her sot wet
opening. Meanwhile, Urvashi began rolling her hips, rolling and rotating them in a gyrating circular
motion. She was searching for his enormous black Shudra shaft as the Lingam in turn searched for her
sweet young Yoni. Urvashi's fair white legs lifted up to the side, spreading wide, as wide as she
possibly could, to open up for the massive Shudra Yar.

Now, spread wide open, her Kussi had stretched out as wide as possible. Open and ready for the
penetration which I had foolishly believed only Muslim aurats dreamed of.

Lingammu's big Kala Lingam continued to poke around, searching for its destiny between my Bibi's
Brahmin thighs.

Her dainty white fingers worked his black chest, kneading his dark black nipples. She
really wanted him, she wanted to mate with this strange black Dravidian warrior, who was so
much more manly, so far superior to me.

Zeba then hissed again, "Watch this! She will never be satisfied by your Kotak (dwarf) Pandoo-Zubb
after this!"

Her pink Brahmini Kussi first winked, and then flowered open as she was ready to mate with the Shudra
stallion. She was ready to take his massive Shudra Nara deep into her precious Brahmin womb, much
deeper than I had ever been able to explore.

"She will feel like she is losing her virginity all over again," hissed Zeba Begum. My heart sank
when I realized how right Zeba Begum was. For Urvashi, it would be probably like the first time when
I entered her with my short Brahmin Sheeshna - a new loss of her protected Brahmin virginhood.

My heart sank as I realized that what Zeba told me was true. This enormous Shudra-Lund was going to
stretch out my wife's choot so much that Urvashi would not be able to feel me any more. I had heard of
Mughal begums keeping Shudra boys because of the size of their lunds, but I had never dreamed of such
depravity. The thought that my pure Brahmini Bibi would not be satisfied ever again by me sexually
after being with this well-endowed Shudra Lingammu made me feel tight in my stomach. Yet, I felt so
emasculated that I could not stop what had happened.

My heart sank as the fat Kala Kinaaf (glans) of Lingammu's long Kala Lingam slowly entered my Bibi's
pink Brahmin Kussi.

Urvashi just stared at Lingammu's huge Kala Zubb. Then Zeba leaned up to my ear and said, "Pandoo,
watch this! She will never be satisfied by you after this."

Urvashi moaned out loudly, her head rolling from side to side. Slowly, Lingammu began to push his
gigantic Shudra tool deep into my Bibi's delicate fair body. Penetrating through her undefiled Brahmin
love canal and on up into her blossoming womb, Lingammu relentlessly pushed his long Dravidian weapon
inside my Bibi. Soon he had put the entire one foot length of his Dravidian Lingam up inside my Bibi's
Kussi. His whole one foot Lingam disappeared inside my Bibi's Brahmini Kussi.

Transfixed on her abdomen, I realized that deep inside her precious white Brahmin womb, was a large
engorged Kala Lingam, stirring her deep inside. That Teling fighter had taken her, he had conquered my
Bibi.

Stretching out her white legs, she wrapped them around Lingammu's thick round black waist. Her ankles
locked around each other and her toes arched upwards as she tensed under his powerful penetration.
Urvashi held on to Lingammu's muscular black rump as he banged her hard. Each powerful Telugu thrust
pushed his Shudra-Lingam deep into her Brahmini Yoni, With each thrust he pushed my Bibi Urvashi into a
womanhood she had never known before.

"Now that she has had his Teloogoo, she will never be satisfied with your chhota Safedoo Lund again,"
said Zeba Begm.

Then my Bibi started to respond to Lingammu's thrust. She pulled herself upwards using her legs,
which were firmly locked around his muscular Kala waist. Trying to get every bit of his long Kala
Shudra Lingam into her fair Brahmin Kussi.

"Who said Brahmini Zalis (Brahmin bitches) do not like Shudra Zubb ?" asked Zeba. "Look at that
Brahmini Zali go diwani (crazy) for that Kala Mar-e-Malabar (Malabar Black Snake) ! They are just as
divani for them as us Musulmanis!"

Urvashi's eyes closed tight as she was bokked so hard like she had never imagined possible by a Shudra
male of tremendous sexual capacity.

"I think she loves him," said Zeba from behind me, obviously trying to make me feel even worse. "What
do you think Hasan ?"

"Yes," he mumbled back in response.

And her strategy worked. My heart was broken as I watched my Brahmin Bibi of three years get bokked
by another man, and that too an ugly low-caste Shudra Aadmi from Telingana to boot. The Muslims had
used Shudra muscle power to conquer the Brahminical empires of Maharashtra and the Dekkan. Now, they
were using the Shudra Lingam to conquer our Aurats.

"Look at that Brahmini Haramzadi (Brahmin bitch)! In one day, all her Brahmin caste rules of Manu and
the Vedas have been forgotten!" exclaimed Zeba.

His huge Kala Zubb just kept ploughing into her and she was moaning, groaning as she had climax after
climax. Meanwhile, Lingammu grunted and rutted like a primitive animal, his strong black Dravidian
limbs intertwined with her fair Brahmin limbs.

"He, you Safedoos, why don't you show me how much you like seeing Kalloo-Zubb going up Safedi
Brahmini Kussi," Zeba said. Hasan loosened his shalwar trouser-string and pulled out his small pink
erection. I know that Muslims liked to claim that they had much bigger penises than us Brahmin men,
because of their practice of circumcision. However, Hasan's Zubb was only slightly larger than mine.

"Ha, now stroke your Kotak Safedoo-Zubb, stroke your short white dick," Zeba said as Hasan started to
masturbate his cock with his right hand.

"He must really like her," whispered Zeba. "He never bokked me that long and hard." I could sense
the jealousy in Zeba's voice.

He tensed, every muscle in his powerful Shudra body contracted as he shot load after load of his hot
Kala Thukm into my Bibi's Qoos. Urvashi just held on to him, hugging his chest as her zaban caressed
his spasming body. Her white Brahmin legs tightly held him inside of her, ensuring that all of his
Dravidian Thukm was shot into her contracting womb.

Then Lingammu started to hammer Urvashi very hard. He increased his speed and Urvashi matched him.
The sound of his belly slapping against hers filled the room. Urvashi grabbed Lingammu's bull-like
neck and kissed him, licking his lips and his pug-like Dravidian nose. As he frantically bokked her,
she sucked his thick slobbering Telugu lips into her mouth.

Then Lingammu lifted his ugly head, and said, "Urvashi, I am going to shoot my Thukm. Let me pull
out... "

Then I heard Urvashi's sweet voice. "It is good, Lingammu. You can shoot into me. I want to feel
your garm Shudra Thukm in my Brahmini Kussi. Do not pull out Lingammu. Shoot your Thukm into me!" I
felt defeated when she said those words.

Every muscle in his muscular Kala body then tensed and he shot load after load of hot potent Shudra
Thukm (sperm) into my Bibi's Brahmini Kussi. Urvashi held on to his strong Kala frame, her delicate
feet firmly locked behind his waist, pulling and holding him inside her, assuring that all his Shudra
Thukm was buried as deep into her Brahmin womb as possible.

Devastated by what had happened, I left the darwaza open and went back to the amin room. Zeba and
Hasan follwed me and sat on the diwan. I sunk to a kursi (chair), shocked and crushed.

"See your Bibi's true love for you vanish the moment she saw a Shudra Zubb," said Zeba smiling
wickedly. Hasan was quiet and I think he sympathized with me somewhat. After all, he must have felt
the same way when his fair Musulmani Bibi had betrayed him for the same Shudra Teling warrior named
Lingammu. "Once a Kalloo, never a Safedoo," she said and then giggled.

I did not know what to do. I just sat there for a long time, and then wandered back to the room and
peeked inside. There my adulterous Brahmin Bibi lay, caressing the Kala Shudra Aadmi and talking
quietly.

I cried and then left. Urvashi did not know that I had seen her, and I quietly hoped that she would
forget about that Shudra man. But I think Zeba told her that I had seen her. Now, as per the
traditional Brahmin caste rules of the Manu Dharma-Shastra, a Brahmin female who had once tasted of a
Shudra male had to be expelled from the Brahmin town, to prevent her from corrupting other Brahminis
and educating them about the sexual superiority of the Shudra males. However, I loved my Bibi too much
and somehow hoped that she would forget about Shudra men. Unfortunately, Zeba was right: that Shudra
Haramzada had stretched out Urvashi's once tight Brahmini Qoosi, and I could no longer excite her with
my short Brahmin Zubb. My short and weak pink Brahmin Sheeshna could not provide the same
satisfaction for her as that long and strong Kala Shudra Lingam. She stayed with me for a fortnight
after that fateful evening, and then my beautiful Brahmin Bibi finally left me for that Shudra Aadmi.
As a climax to her apostasy from Brahmanism and as the pinnacle of her total rejection of her Brahmin
origins, she converted to Islam so that she could break her traditional Brahminical caste restrictions
and chod (copulate) with Shudra men. To some extent, this made me feel better for it was no longer a
Brahmini who was betraying her entire qaum (race), she had become just another Shudra-Chod (Shudra
fucking) Muslim Orat. Her name after conversion is Uzma Begum, and she lives in a big mahal in the
Muslim mohalla. The Muslim men of the mohalla say that she only entertains massively built, Kala
Shudra men from the Teling army barracks of the Timurid Army, most of them overnight.

Notes
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[] The Indian folklorial depiction of the Shudra male as having a big penis is confirmed by recent
anthropological research :

" We averaged the ethnographic data on erect penis and found the means
to approximate:
Orientals, 4 to 5.5 in. in length and 1.25 in. in diameter;
Caucasions, 5.5 to 6 in. in length and 1.5 in. in diameter;
Blacks, 6.25 to 8 in. in length and 2 in. in diameter. ...

- [ Rushton, J.P. & Bogaert, A.F. (1987) Race differences in sexual
behavior: Testing an evolutionary hypothesis. Journal Research in
Personality 21(4): pp. 536-7 ]

Likewise, the Caribbean blacks are also accredited with a larger penis size.

[I]n French West Indies, the size of the penis and vagina
covaried with amount of black admixture...

- [ Rushton, J.P. & Bogaert, A.F. (1987) Race differences in sexual
behavior: Testing an evolutionary hypothesis. Journal Research in
Personality 21(4): pp. 536-7 ]

In addition, the testicular size for men belonging to black-skinned races is also larger, as measured
by various researchers :

[W]hile Ajmani, Jain, and Saxena (1985) found larger scrotal
circumference in Nigerians than Europeans (212.6 mm vs 195.1 mm
or 8.37 in. vs 7.68 in.).

- [ Rushton, J.P. & Bogaert, A.F. (1987) Race differences in sexual
behavior: Testing an evolutionary hypothesis. Journal Research in
Personality 21(4): pp. 536-7 ]

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