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Reshma, the Cheating Bibi
by Padshahi Begum Sufiya Sultana
Just like every Oudh morning, Reshma Bibi bade her fair Showhar (husband) Liaqat Sahib Khuda Hafiz
(good bye) and stood patiently at the large carved teak darwaza. She watched as he walked along the
narrow winding road to the Chowk, to travel to work in a rickshaw. Closing the darwaza, she went to
the window and peeked through it for a while to ensure that he had gone.
Liaqat Sahib was a hard-working government administrator that did everything he could to make sure
his lovely young Bibi had all that she required. As Reshma wanted a large home, so he spent all his
money and borrowed some more, to buy the large mahal in which his Bibi lived. As the mahal was very
large, Reshma said that a Naukar was required to perform the different tasks required to maintain the
house. Liaqat had experimented with some Brahmin and Marathi Naukars, but Reshma Bibi constantly
complained and hen-pecked him that they were unable to perform the physically demanding work of
managing the garden, washing the clothes and cleaning the house. It was only when Liaqat Sahib hired
Bothu Musahar, a muscular Shudra male from the Rajmahal Hills, that Reshma Bibi was finally satisfied
with the work done. Liaqat Sahib was happy that, after he came back to his home late from work, his
Bibi no longer henpecked and harassed him. He was also delighted to find his Bibi very happy, and she
had told him it was because the Naukar used to do all her work. Fortunately for Liaqat Sahib, he
worked very long hours in his job and so would never find out the real reason for his Bibi's
satisfaction with Musahar's work.
Reshma Bibi turned and ran to the bedroom. Her long silky black hair swayed, and her large breasts
bounced in the tight kameez as she moved along the hall-way. The Muslim Bibi rushed into her bedroom
to find Musahar already in her and her Showhar's marriage-bed. He was massive, coal black and very
tall, his muscles enlargened from the vigorous exercise his job as a menial Naukar demanded of him.
This Malabari man was lying in the divan with his strong arms behind his head. In his groin was the
real reason why Reshma Bibi was so happy with Musahar's work. For there was his enormous one foot
Shudra Zubb sticking up in the air, like a Kala Minar for the Musulmani Bibi to see. Unfortunately for
Liaqat Sahib, his beautiful Musulmani Bibi was not in love with his diminutive five-angosht (inches)
Aryan Zubb, but with the Shudra Naukar's one foot Kala Shudra Nara!
"Musahar Mehboob," said Reshma, staring at the Shudra Phallus, said, "Your Zubb looks three times as
big as Liaqat's."
"I thought that dumb Madar-Bokka (mother-fucker) would neber leave !" snapped the Shudra.
"Why are you worried about him? Compared to you that Safedoo (whitey) is nothing but a bacha (boy).
The only way I can climax with his short Aryan Zubb is if I think of you," hissed Reshma. The
gargantuan size of Musahar's Shudra Zubb never failed to amaze her. She entered the room and jumped on
the bed besides her Shudra Yar.
"Ya Allah, yes!" she exclaimed. "After having to sleep with that worm all night I cannot wait to get
in bed with a real man!" Pressing her mouth onto his thick Dravidian lips, she sucked his lower lip
into her eager mouth.
As she bosoed (kissed) her Shudra Yar, one of her hands moved down to his magnificent genitals and
started to stroke his thick Malabari Zubb. She always marvelled how her fingers could not meet when
she grasped Musahar's enormous Shudra organ. In contrast, her fingers easily encircled Liaqat's thin
Aryan Doodool. After she had enjoyed kissing her Shudra Yar for a while, she then stood up.
Quickly stripping off her shalwar kameez, Reshma went on top of the Shudra man, placing her legs
besides his powerful Dravidian frame. She kissed the large Shudra man fervently as she reached back
with one dainty white hand and guided his huge Shudra Zubb to her tight pink Aryan Kussi. She felt the
familiar feeling of his large Kala Kinaaf (glans) on her tight Aryani Kussi. Then she slid down onto
his enormous Kala Shudra Nara, savouring the feeling as his Malabari Minar slowly entered her Aryani
Kussi.
"Ya Allah!" she moaned in his ear as her Kussi was filled by his enormous Kala Dravida spear again.
She could not get enough of this man! The fact that, only the previous night, she had had to put up
with the short puny Aryan Doodool of her husband barely entering her Kussi, meant that she could
appreciate the difference in penis size between the races much better.
Reshma began riding up and down his long black Shudra shaft, her long silky hair tossing about her
shoulders as she leaned her head to the side. Her hands caressed her Shudra lover's neck. Her hot
exquisite Kussi was stretched around his huge Gurz (mace) as she slid up and down.
Ever since he had moved in she had lusted after his powerful black body. His strong black muscles
were like those of a Malabari wrestler, while her Showhar's fair and effeminate body paled into
insignificance. He was a perfect specimen of manhood compared to the pathetic Aryan loser she had
married. She would have left him long ago if it were not for the fact that Shudra men were generally
poor and could not afford the luxuries she desired. Her Showhar had the large house and the
gullibility to do whatever she asked. Moreover, he worked like a dog all day, thereby giving her time
and money to pursue her fantasies and real desires. And her fantasies revolved around Shudra males and
their enormous Zubbs.
She loved to ride Musahar's big hard Kala Zubb (black penis) and think of her foolish husband slaving
away so that she could continue enjoying this Dravidian God. Whenever she told Musahar about this
thought, Musahar was always amused and laughed loudly.
She moaned sensually as she bobbed up and down on him, feeling totally filled. She laughed at the
irony of doing such a decadent thing on her husband's sacred marriage-bed.
Then, after a while, she felt her passion rise as her orgasm came over her. Grasping his black face
in her white hands, she grimaced in pleasure. Her fluids spilled out onto his Dravidian genitals,
drenching his Malabari khags (testicles). She continued to bounce playfully on his Zubb as wave after
wave of exquisite orgasm overtook her. Sadly, Liaqat Sahib would never know how wonderful it felt to
have Reshma Bibi climax during love-making, for he had never been able to make her climax with his
puny finger-like pink Zubb.
Some time later, Musahar shuddered as he shot his Shudra Thukm up the pretty Aryan Bibi's quivering
Kussi. Reshma could feel the hot Thukm (sperm) spew inside her as his huge Kala Zubb convulsed in
powerful pulses. As usual the amount he shot was formidable. She could feel it gushing deep into her
precious Muslim womb, far deeper than her Muslim Showhar could shoot.
Leaning forward, she relaxed on his thick black chest. She laughed as the thought of her Aryan
husband at work crossed her lewd mind again. That stupid coward. If only he knew what she had done
just now while he was toiling away at his job! Reshmi Bibi definitely felt that this was the rightful
punishment for her Showhar for being cursed with such a small and pathetic pink Zubb.
The End.