WHAM BAM THANK YOU MA'AM

(Part11)

By Sahebji

First the last few lines of part 10:

'Rani, a terrible thing has happened. Dad has been transferred to Bh***lap*r. He 
left yesterday. We'd be joining him immediately after our exams.' Rose said, 
sobbing softly, 'I don't know when we'll meet you guys again.' 

I laughed loudly. 'Why are you laughing?' Rose asked. 

'Because we'll be meeting very soon,' I said, 'Bh***lap*r is Babu's hometown and 
when papa returns from Dubai we'll also be shifting there.'

'That is great, I thought we'll never meet again,' Rose said, smiling. 

'We'll contact you when we get there. Just remember to drop a line giving your 
new address and phone number,' Rani said.

After a fortnight we received a letter from Rose. 

Now for part 11: 

Dearest Auntie Seema, Babu, Rani and Nira,

We reached here safely and have settled down in our new flat. This flat is larger 
than our old one. Three rooms' face southeast therefore we get a lot sun in the 
mornings. The number of rooms is the same but they are larger. I have 
mentioned our address and phone number on the top. Please make a note of it. 

Babu, I have some good news for you. Next time we meet then you can fuck 
mom also. Mom is very eager to ride his big cock. How did it happen? Dad made 
the plan and Joey executed it. We didn't know that Joey is such a good actor. 

The day the plan was to be put to test dad took Sara and me to the dentist. 

'Do you think it will work?' I asked dad. 

'It will work,' dad said confidently. 

'I don't think so,' Sara said, skeptically, 'Mom is not a fool to fall for his line.' 

'Don't worry it will work because of two reasons. You don't know your mom. She 
believes in explaining things properly to her children. If Joey insists then she will 
definitely satisfy his curiosity. The other factor is that I haven't touched her for 
three weeks and she'll be horny as hell,' dad grinned. 

'I think as it is Joey's story it would be best if he narrates it,' Rose wrote.

'Hi! I didn't know that I am such a good actor. Dad was full of praise for me. My 
reward was seeing mom's beautiful body naked and fucking her shaven cunt. All 
right, all right stop nudging me but let me tell it my way.'

'When dad and the girls had left I peeped into mom's room. She had changed 
into her near transparent nightie and was preparing to rest. I could see her 
beautiful boobs and her panties clearly.

'Mom,' I said, hesitatingly.

'Joey, is there something you wanted? she said when she saw me. 

'Yes. I wanted to ask you something,' I replied, entering the room. 

'What is it?' she said, sitting down on the bed. 

'How are babies made?' I asked. 

'I think you should ask your dad,' she said. 

'I did. He boxed my ears and said ask your mom,' I replied. 

'Don't worry I'll talk to him when he gets back,' mom said. 
I got panicky. What if she insists on talking to dad? I thought furiously and came 
up with an idea. 

'Please mom, you tell me. Dad does not explain things like you do,' I begged. 
She lapped up the praise and smiled indulgently. 

'All right,' she replied and went into a long-winded explanation finishing with, 'So 
now you know how babies are made.' 

While she was explaining things I got a terrific hard on watching her hard tits 
through her nightie. When she finished I undid my fly and taking out my erect 
cock, said, 'You mean if I put this peepee in a girls peepee and move it in and out 
a baby will be made.' 

Mom stared with wide-eyed astonishment at my erect cock. 

'God! Joey, you have a big peepee for your age,' she said with awe and as if in a 
trance, taking my cock in her hand, moved the foreskin back and forth. 

Till now everything was going like dad had said.

'Oh don't stop, it feels sooo goood,' I moaned. 

'My God Mary! What are you doing?' she murmured, withdrawing her hand with a 
jerk, 'Joey is your own son.'

'Yes that is right,' she said, no longer looking me in the eye and panting slightly. 

'How can this big thing go into this small hole?' I asked pointing to the pee hole 
on top of my penis. 

Mom laughed, 'Girls don't have a peepee like the boys have.' 

'No! Then what do they have?' I asked. 

'They have a hole in which boys peepee goes in,' mom said, 'you must have 
seen it when Sara and you used to bathe together.' 

'Maybe, but I don't remember,' I replied, 'Mom you are a girl, show me your 
peepee.' 

'Are you mad? I can't do that,' she snapped, looking away. 

'Mom, please,' I begged, 'If you don't explain things then how will I learn.' 

She refused. I repeated my plea a couple of times. She hesitated then making up 
her mind she said, 'Okay, I'll show you my peepee but promise that you won't tell 
anyone.' 

'Promise, I won't tell a soul,' I said, crossing my fingers behind my back. 

Mom bent down and taking the hem of the nightie pulled it over her head. I could 
her shaven cunt clearly. I hadn't seen such a long clit before. It was nearly an 
inch long. It was swollen and erect. Just as dad had described. 

As per dad's instructions I quickly pressed her clit with two fingers of one hand 
and with the other separated her cunt lips. She jumped and catching my hand 
said, 'OH MY GOD JOEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?' 

'Looking for the hole,' I replied, giving her my most innocent look. 

'It is not there but between my legs,' she said panting. 

'Show me,' I said.

Mom lay down on the bed, raising her legs separated them, said, 'Joey, can you 
see the hole now?' 

'Let me look,' I said and poked around her cunt making her wild with lust. 

'Oh Joey! Please hurry. I can't take it anymore,' mom said, breathing hard and 
bucking her hips in fuck motion. 

'One minute more, ah I see it. Mom, I don't think that even my peepee can go in 
this hole,' I said. 

'Of course it can go in,' mom replied, lowering her legs. 

'Shall I try?' I asked. 

'NO,' she said sharply. 

'Why? What is the harm?' I asked. 

'Because you are.. Oh God, forgive me,' she murmured, giving in to her lust, 
'Joey, lie on top of me and put your peepee inside my cunt.' 

I immediately obeyed her. 'AAAHHHH,' she moaned as my cock slipped into her. 

'See. I am hurting you,' I said, 'Shall I take it out?' 

'NO, DON'T YOU DARE,' mom yelled, placing her hands on my bums and 
pulling me tightly to her. 

'Mom, your peepee is sooo warm and slippery,' I said.  

'Yes son it is. Fuck me now,' she said, bucking her hips from below.

'How?' I asked. 

'Oh God! Raise your hips pulling your cock, I mean your peepee from my hole till 
only its head remains inside and then push it back in. Keep repeating till I ask 
you to stop,' she said. I stroked her cunt for couple of minutes. 

'Am I doing it correctly?' I asked. 

'Yes, yes you are doing fine,' she replied, moving her hips in rhythm of my 
strokes. I fucked her with hard and fast strokes. 

'Y.HES, Y.HES FUCK ME HARDER. OH JOEY YOU YUCK 
WONDERFULLY. FUCK ME FASTER MY SON FASTER. DON'T STOP. GO 
ON,' she screamed, moving her hips so vigorously that she nearly dislodged me. 

The excitement of fucking my own mother was so great that I had an orgasm. I 
stopped fucking and lay panting on top of her. 

'OH MY GOD! GO ON JOEY, WHY HAVE STOPPED?' she yelled. 

'Mom, suddenly it felt so nice. I have never felt such a wonderful sensation 
before,' I panted.  

'Joey, fuck me,' mom pleaded, 'you'll feel this sensation again.' 

I started the fuck motion again. 'Oh Joey it feels so good,' mom moaned. 

I fucked her faster and harder. Her hips started to move in rhythm of my strokes. 
For several minutes we fucked like this. Suddenly she held me tightly and her 
body arched. 

'Y.HES GO ON, DON'T STOP. I'M ABOUT TO CUM. OH OHHH I AAMMM 
COMMMMIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGG,' she screamed and fell back gasping for 
breath. I continued my in and out motion. Few strokes later, I had my second 
orgasm and lay panting on top of her. 

'Joey dear, get off me,' mom said kissing me. 

'No mom, I want to fuck you one more time,' I said. 

'Please darling, it is getting late and your dad will be back soon,' mom said, 'if 
you want you can fuck me tomorrow.' 

'Promise?' I asked. 

'Promise,' she said.

I told dad that I had screwed mom. 'Well done,' he said, 'Fuck her as often as 
you can this week. We'll take the next step on Saturday.' 

I had fucked mom at least a dozen times till Saturday. On Saturday evening 
when mom was cooking dinner, we all assembled in the girl's room. Dad and the 
girls undressed and got into bed. 

'Joey, you can start now,' dad said, climbing on top of Rose and inserting his 
cock in her choot. 

'MOM, COME HERE QUICKLY,' I shouted. 

'WHAT IS IT?' mom asked. 

'MOM. LOOK, WHAT DAD IS DOING,' I shouted back. 

'I CAN'T COME NOW. I AM COOKING,' mom replied, 'TELL ME WHAT IS DAD 
DOING?' 

'DAD IS FUCKING ROSE LIKE I FUCK YOU,' I replied. 

I heard clatter of utensils followed by quick footsteps. Suddenly the door burst 
open and mom stood in the doorway gaping at dad's hips going up and down. 

'JOHN, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?' mom shouted, 
recovering from the initial shock. 

'Can't you see? He is fucking Rose,' Sara, who was also naked, said, doing her 
nails calmly, 'If you want some of the action then get in the queue because I am 
next.' 

Dad kept pumping Rose.

'I WILL TALK TO YOU LATER,' mom yelled, glaring angrily at Sara, 'JOHN, 
AREN'T YOU ASHAMED OF YOURSELF FUCKING YOUR OWN DAUGHTER?' 

Dad stopped. Got off Rose and lay with his erect cock, glistening with Rose's 
cunt juices, pointing at mom. 

'Just as ashamed as you are when you fuck your own son,' dad laughed. 

Mom swiftly turned to face me. 'You little rascal, you have told them everything,' 
she said, twisting my ears. 

'YEOW! Let go,' I yelled but mom twisted my ear harder.  

'Dad help me,' I pleaded, turning to dad. 

'Mary, it is not Joey's fault. He did what I told him to do,' dad said. All this while 
mom kept staring at dad's cock and running her tongue over her lips.

'Oh John, why did you make me commit this sin?' mom said with tears in her 
eyes.  

'Mom, please don't cry. We didn't want to hurt you,' Rose said, walking up to 
mom and squeezing her boobs. 

'Mom, we wanted you to join us and be one big swinging family,' Sara said, 
undoing mom's blouse and commenced to kiss and suck her tits. 

'Oh girls don't. You'll make me want it,' mom moaned. Seeing my opportunity I 
put my hand up mom's skirt.  

'Mom, your panties are soaking wet. You need a good fuck,' I said and pushing 
her panties aside and finger fucking her cunt. 

'OH JOEY,' she moaned.

Dad got up and approached mom. 'Come Mary,' he said, placing mom's hand on 
his erection, 'let's show the kids how we made them.'

Dad led mom, still gripping dad's cock tightly, to the bed and laid her down. 

'AAAHHHHH,' mom moaned loudly as dad's cock entered mom's choot. Dad 
started the fuck motion.

'Oh John, it has been such a long time since you fucked me,' mom moaned. 

'It was because I wanted you to join us,' dad replied without missing a stroke, 'but 
now I'll be more regular.' 

We watched as dad fucked mom. At first he fucked her with long slow strokes. 
Then increasing his speed he really banged into her. Mom's bottoms started to 
move in rhythm of dad's strokes. Mom was grinding her crotch against dads. 
After ten minutes mom's body arched. 

'YES Y.HES JOHN HIT ME HARD. FUCK ME HARDER. Y.HES MAKE 
MINCEMEAT OUT OF MY CHOOT. GAWD, IT FEELS WONDERFUL. I AM 
ABOUT TO CUM. FASTER JOHN FASTER. OH OHH I AAAAAMMMMMMM 
COMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGGG,' mom screamed and fell back on the bed 
gasping for breath. Few strokes later dad also came and their lips met in a long 
passionate kiss. 

'I still can't believe that you deflowered your own daughters,' mom panted, when 
the kiss broke aqnd dad rolled off.

'I did not pop their cherry,' dad replied, 'They had already lost their virginity when 
I fucked them for the first time.' 

'WHAT? They were not virgins?' mom said, surprised, 'Oh my God, then this 
rascal, Joey, must have deflowered them.' 

'No mom, I didn't,' I replied, quickly before her fingers could reach my ears..

'Then who did it?' mom asked. 

'Remember Babu? He came with our friends for lunch,' Rose said. 

'You mean that tall fellow with a big nose,' mom asked. 

'Yes, the same. He deflowered us,' Sara said, blushing. 

'Both of you? Don't tell me he took your cherry In front of each other,' mom 
asked. 

'No. Rose lost her cherry first. I lost mine about a month later,' Sara explained. 

'What's so great about him?' mom asked. 

'Mom, you'll also love fucking him,' Rose giggled. 

'Why should I sleep with a stranger when I have two sturdy cocks to look after 
the needs of my choot,' mom said, grabbing dad's and my cock. 

'Mary, she is right. You'll love his cock. It is a monster. It nearly twice the size of 
Joey's cock,' dad replied. 

'OOOO! I love big cocks,' mom giggled, 'when will I meet him?'

'Soon. His father lives here. Babu should be here in a fortnights time when his 
exams give over,' dad said. 

'Good, otherwise I wouldn't have forgiven you,' mom giggled, 'Rose spread your 
legs. It is now my turn to give you pleasure by eating your pussy.' 

As they got into position, I said, 'Dad, I'll fuck mom doggie style while you bugger 
me.' 

'What! You have taken your son's ass hole cherry?' mom asked, incredulously. 

'Mom, dad didn't. Babu buggered me for the first time and I loved it,' I replied, 
entering mom from the rear. 

'Now, I must meet Babu and punish him for taking the cherry of all my children,' 
mom said.

'How are you going to punish him?' dad asked.

'I'll decide when I see him,' mom giggled mysteriously. 

'Sara, give your choot to Rose to eat,' dad said, pushing his cock up my asshole. 

That night no dinner was cooked but we fucked sucked and ate pussy till we 
couldn't anymore.

Well, this is the whole story. We are all looking forward to resuming our love 
games as soon as possible. When are you moving here? When will Babu be 
here? We miss him and you all also.

I will close now. 

With many hugs to you all from us all,

Missing you, 

Yours affectionately,

The Adams family

'One more family in our fold,' Seema giggled.

Few days later Uncle Mohan returned. A week later they shifted to my hometown 
and moved in with my father. I took a room in a hotel as my exams were still on.  

About three weeks later when I reached home I noticed a new maid. She was 
about thirteen or fourteen years old with big tits. 

'Who is this new choot?' I asked Bela. 

'You'd better ask Seema ma'am. She brought her,' Bela replied mysteriously. 

I asked Seema. 'She is your graduation present,' she laughed, 'Like her?' 

'I love all girls of that age,' I said, kissing her, 'Where did you get her from?' 

'I bought her off her mother,' Seema said. 

'Really! Tell me all about it,' I said.

Few days after we arrived here Rani told me there is a beggar woman at the 
door. I told Rani to send her away. 'Mama, please talk to her. She looks very 
miserable,' Rani said. 

'All right, show her into the verandah,' I replied. 

After five minutes when I went out on the verandah I saw that she was sitting on 
the floor reading the English newspaper and a dirty looking thirteen-year old girl, 
apparently her daughter, was playing with pebbles.  

'Is there something interesting?' I asked. 

'Nothing, the usual. A neighbor raped the thirteen old daughter of his mistress,' 
she replied, keeping the newspaper aside. 

'How terrible. It must be quite a chore to keep an eye on a growing girl?' I said 
indicating her daughter. 

'It is but now that she is going to lose her cherry in four days I don't have to 
worry,' she replied. 

'Really! Isn't she bit young to get married?' I asked. 

'Married, of course not! I sold her virginity to my lover to avoid something like this 
to happen' she replied pointing to the newspaper item. 

'Sold her cherry? I don't believe it. Tell me about it,' I said.

'It is a long story,' she said. 

'Don't worry I have time,' I assured her. 

'All right, I will tell you my story from the very beginning but in the meanwhile can 
you give my daughter something to eat. She has not eaten since yesterday,' she 
requested. 

'Sure,' I said, 'Rani take. er.what's her name?' 

'Saira,' she said fondly. 

'Take Saira inside and give her something to eat,' I said. 

Rani left with Saira in tow. 'Now tell me,' I said. 

'All right. My name is Fatima. I was born in a low middle class family,' she said, 
starting her story, 'I was married to Aziz few days after I had completed my High 
School. When I was seventeen Saira was born. We could not afford another 
child. So I went on the pill.'

'We were happy. Aziz had a good job. We paid our rent in time, ate well, 
educated Saira and also saved a little. In the thirteenth year of our marriage Aziz 
fell sick. After a month Aziz was gone and so were our meager savings.' 

'Our landlord came to collect the rent on the first of the month. I had no money. I 
begged him to give me four days time to pay. The landlord used to look hungrily 
at my body but now with Aziz gone he leered openly at me.' 

'Where will you get the money to pay the rent? You are so pretty. I wouldn't mind 
if you'd pay it in kind,' he said, drooling all over. 

'I'll take up a job. I'll do any work but not do what you are suggesting,' I replied, 
bravely.

'All right, I'll give you a week but when I come again I'll collect the rent one way 
or the other,' he laughed and left. 

He came after seven days. I could not get a job. I did odd jobs and earned just 
enough to prevent Saira and me from starving. I still had no money to pay the 
rent. That day, for the first time someone other than my husband touched me. 

'This is the first installment,' he chuckled, making his intention clear when he was 
leaving after enjoying my body, 'Keep your choot warm I'll come again in a 
couple of days to collect the next installment.' 

'The landlord was not such a bad man. Whenever he came to collect his 
"installment", which he did at least twice a week, he brought rations or something 
to eat. Many a times he also left some money saying, 'buy something for the 
child.'

After two months, one day, he said that his wife is suspicious and I must vacate 
the room immediately. 

'Where shall I go?' I cried. 

'You won't get a job here. Go to the city. There are ample of jobs there,' he said, 
giving me more than enough money for our fare. So I came here. Here I got jobs 
but I had to leave them after working for a few days because some wanted me 
and others the cherry of my young daughter.' 

'My money had finished. I didn't know what to do. One night as we slept in the 
park the policeman on duty came and demanded my choot or else to accompany 
him to the station. I knew that at the station not only I would be fucked but also 
my little girl. I was about to give in when Aslam intervened.'

'He told the policeman that I was his wife and after a fight had run away with their 
daughter. That night Aslam took me to his home. I told him everything except that 
my landlord had fucked me. He helped me build a mud hut not far from his own 
hut in the slums.'

'He advised me to stop looking for a job and take to begging. When I told him I 
don't know how to beg he gave me some lessons. Ma'am, begging is not as 
simple as it looks. It is an art. Unfortunately, I am not good at it but hope to learn.' 

'Didn't he ask for his "fees"? I asked. 

'He did but after ten days,' she laughed continuing her story, 'I refused. He was 
drunk. He kept insisting that I sleep with him. I kept saying no. Suddenly he 
dipped into his pocket and pulled out a fistful of currency notes.' 

'I'll give all these to you if you let me fuck you,' he said. 

'The offer was tempting. I was not thinking about myself but was worried about 
Saira. She had not eaten for two days and I did not know when she would eat 
again. With this money we could eat for at least four days. I succumbed.'

'Aslam was the leader of all beggars who lived in that slum. He also begged but 
his major source of income was collecting a small percentage of other beggars 
daily take. I heard later that once one beggar tried to cheat him. He found out 
and beat the daylights out of him. Since then no one has dared to cheat him. He 
was also a ladies man. He had humped every female in our small group 
irrespective of the fact whether she was married or not.' 

'Aslam took a liking to me and fucked me regularly. Each time he visited me he 
gave me some money. My biggest worry was Saira. She was growing up. Ma'am 
you have yourself seen that her boobs are quite large for a thirteen-year-old girl. 
How to hide her big tits from Aslam and other men?' 

'I hit upon a solution. I tied a bandage tightly round her breasts every morning 
and opened it at night. I made her wear body-hugging frocks to advertise her flat 
chest. I also coached her that if anybody asks her age then she should say it is 
twelve.' 

'This ruse worked. One morning Saira slipped out of the hut without my realizing 
it. I went looking for her. I saw Shibboo, a beggar living nearby, kissing her and 
fondling her tits. I kept eye on her but nothing happened.' 

'What did Shibboo want?' I asked her when she returned. 

'Nothing,' she replied. 

'Really! I saw him whispering something to you,' I persisted. 

'Oh that! He was asking me how old I was,' she replied. 

'What did you tell him?' I asked, holding my breath. 

'Twelve, as you had told me,' she replied calmly. 

'Good girl, what was his reaction?' I asked, breathing more easily. 

'I don't remember.something silly.oh yes.he said, "abhi tau yeh bachchi hai 
("she is still a child"),' she replied. 

'I was very happy that my trick worked but not for long. Shortly after the Shibboo 
episode Saira got fever. The same night Aslam came to fuck me. I tried to 
dissuade him but he promised to be quiet.'

'After fucking me once when he was ready to climb over me for the second time 
his eyes fell on Saira. Saira, in her restlessness, had thrown away the covers and 
her big boobs were clearly visible.'

'Fatima, Saira is now a big girl,' he said. 

'Nahin, abhi woh bachchi hai. Usse bhool jao aur mujhe chodo (No, she is still a 
child. Forget her and fuck me),' I said, trying to distract him.

'Dekh, isske mamme kitne barde hain (Look, how large her boobs are),' Aslam 
persisted. 

'Barde mammon se kya hota hai. Usski umer tau sirf terah saal ki hai (The size of 
her boobs is immaterial, she is only thirteen years old),' I replied. By mistake I 
told him the correct age.

'Terah saal ki. hmmm (Thirteen year old. hmmm),' he murmured, going to the 
sleeping girl, opened her blouse and grabbing her tits roughly, added, 'You lie! 
Have you ever seen a thirteen-year-old with such big tits?' 

Saira woke up with a start and not knowing what was happening, started to 
weep. 

'I am telling you she is only thirteen years old,' I repeated hoping he would 
believe me and unhand Saira. 

He caught her ankles and spread her legs. Then raising her bottoms pulled off 
her panties. 'Tu jhoot bolti hai. Isski choot per tau baal bhi ugne shuru hogeye 
hain (You are a liar. The pubic hair has started to grow on her cunt),' he said.

'I know but I am telling you she is still a child,' I said. 

'Fatima, kal raat ko main isski choot pharunga (Fatima, tomorrow night I'll 
deflower her),' he proclaimed. 

'Nahin, meri beti ki choot mat phardna (Please don't deflower my daughter),' I 
said and started to cry. 

'You can cry as much as you like but if you try to be clever then I will beat you so 
much that you would wish you had not been born,' he warned. 

My mind was racing. My only thought was to save Saira's virginity. 

'Main baar baar keh rahi hoon ki Saira abhi bachchi hai. Usse abhi tak mahawari 
bhi nahi huyi hai (I am repeatedly telling you Saira is a child. She has not yet 
menstruated),' I said making a last ditch effort to save Saira's cherry.

'You lie,' Aslam said. 

'Ask her,' I replied.

'Tere ko mahawari aati hai? (Do you menstruate?)' he asked Saira. 

'Mahawari kya hoti hai? (What is menstruation?)' Saira asked innocently.

'Jab teri choot main se khoon nikalta hai (When your cunt bleeds),' Aslam 
replied. 

'Meri choot main se khoon kyon nikalega, meri choot main chot thordiy lagi hai 
(Why should my cunt bleed, my cunt has not been hurt),' Saira giggled. 

'All right, I don't want to hurt her but immediately after her first period I'll deflower 
her,' Aslam declared and left.

That night I gave it a lot of thought and came to the conclusion that Aslam is 
going to deflower Saira if I like it or not then why shouldn't I take advantage of it.

In the morning, when I saw Aslam, I said, 'Aslam, agar main tujhe Saira ki choot 
phardene doon tau mujhe kya fayeda hoga? (Aslam, if I let you deflower Saira 
then what will I get out of it?)' 

He laughed and said, 'You greedy bitch, so this is your game. You want money 
for her virginity?'

'Not only money,' I replied. 

'What else?' he said. 

'I want you to marry me and give me three thousand for her virgin choot,' I said.  
For the next half an hour we haggled. . 

'It is agreed that you'll marry me on the onset of her period and give me two 
thousand before you penetrate her virgin choot,' I said after we came to an 
agreement. 

'Yes, provided she is still a virgin and I get to pop her cherry within forty eight 
hours of end of her first period,' Aslam said.

'She is a virgin. You can verify it before you marry me,' I said, 'Another thing the 
other day I saw Shibboo squeezing her boobs. I think he has the same idea.' 

'Don't worry I'll look after Shibboo and others of like mind,' he replied. 

Later I heard that he had declared that he is going to marry me and did not want 
anyone taking advantage of his future daughter. 

After that day whenever he fucked me he woke up Saira and made her watch us 
fucking. 

'Saira, apni ammi ki chudai dekh. Ek din mera laurda teri choot ko bhi mazaa 
dega (Saira, watch you ammi getting fucked. One day my cock will also give your 
cunt pleasure),' he would tell her, showing her his cock. 

He also taught her all the dirty words like lund, choot chudai etc. (Cock, cunt, 
fucking etc.) and forced her to use them. 

'Kya chudai main mazaa aatta hai? (Is fucking very pleasurable?) she asked me 
when he told her that he is going to fuck her soon. 

'Yes dear. There is no pleasure on earth greater than the pleasure you 
experience while fucking,' I said, preparing her for the day she was going to lose 
her cherry. Every second or third day Aslam would grab Saira's legs and 
separate them to check whether she had started her first period or not.

'Ma'am, this is my whole story,' she said.

'Did Aslam marry you as promised?' I asked. 

'Yes. Her first period started day before yesterday and he married me yesterday. 
Now I have to deliver Saira's virgin choot to him in four days,' I said. 

'I have a suggestion, leave Saira with me,' I said. 

'What'll she do.oh I see you want her cherry for your husband or maybe your 
lover,' Fatima smiled. 

'She is going to be deflowered any way,' I replied. 

'That is so,' she said thoughtfully, 'What will you give me for her?'

'I pay four thousand for her,' I offered. 

'When Aslam finds out that I have sold her to you he'll beat me. Pay me 
something for the pain I'll have to bear,' she said. 

'I'll give you another five hundred and not a penny more,' I said. 

'It is too little,' she said. 

'It is a lot of money for one choot. Remember that she is going to live here and I'll 
also give her food to eat and clean clothes to wear.'  

'Please ma'am give me a little more,' she begged. 

'All right, I'll pay another five hundred with the condition that you wont tell anyone 
where she is and never come here again,' I said. 

'You mean I'll never see Saira again?' she said. 

'Yes, that's the deal. Take it or leave it,' I said firmly. 

She thought for a while and then said, 'Okay, give me the money.'

'Not so fast. First let me check if the goods meet the specifications,' I said, calling 
out to Bela to bring Saira. 

'No need. She is a virgin,' Fatima said. 

'I always like to check for defects what I buy,' I said sweetly then turning to Saira 
added, 'Would you like to wear new clothes?' The girl nodded enthusiastically. 

'Bela, take her and give her a bath,' I said, 'I'll join you in a minute.' 

When I joined them Saira was naked and Bela was washing her choot. I caught 
her ankles and raised her legs. Her choot hole was so small that I had no doubt 
that she is a virgin. 

After her bath I told Fatima to explain to Saira that from now on she'll live here 
and should obey us. She talked to Saira for ten minutes. Saira listened intently 
then nodding her head she said, 'Yes ammi, I understand. I'll do whatever ma'am 
says.' 

Then taking her money she left. 

Four days later Bela came running to me and announced, 'Ma'am Saira's mother 
is on the door.' 

'Please ma'am, don't send me away, I am very comfortable here,' Saira, who 
was also present, begged me. 

'We'll see.  Don't utter a single word and don't show yourself,' I said and went to 
meet her. 

'What are you doing here? You promised never to come here,' I asked. 

'I just want see my little daughter,' she begged. 

'She is not here. I sent her to my brother, who lives in the south, the same 
evening,' I lied smoothly. 

'Oh,' she said and prepared to leave. 

'What happened to your face?' I asked, pointing to her swollen face.  

'Aslam hit me,' she replied. 

'Sit down and tell me what happened,' I requested her. 

'That evening when Aslam didn't see Saira he asked about her. 'She must be 
playing outside,' I replied. 

An hour later he asked again. 'She will come in soon,' I said. 

'She always comes back before it gets dark...,' he said more to himself than to 
me. 

Few minutes later he exclaimed, 'You bitch! You have hidden her somewhere,' 
he said abusing me and showering blows on me. 

'Don't hit me. May be she didn't want to be deflowered and ran away,' I said. 

'Liar! She was quite keen to lose her cherry. She told me so herself,' he said, 
continuing to hit me.

'Stop it! I am pregnant. I'll lose your child,' I said in desperation. 

'I don't care. I'll kill you if you don't tell me what happened to her,' he threatened. 

'Ma'am, I couldn't take it any more. My face was swollen like a balloon. I 
promised to tell him everything provided he stopped hitting me,' I said. 

'All right but no tricks,' he said.  

'I remembered my promise to you also. I told him that today I met a lady in the 
market place. She liked Saira. She engaged her as a maid and took her away,' I 
said, hoping he'd believe me. 

'Stupid female, she didn't need a maid but required a virgin choot hole for her 
husband. no lover.yes, definitely lover,' he laughed. 

'How does that matter. Here also her hole wouldn't have remained whole for 
long,' I giggled.  

'You are right, How much did you get out of her for Saira's kori choot (virgin 
cunt)?' Aslam asked.

I was prepared for this. 'Four thousand,' I said, giving him the cash. 

'With this money I can buy two maybe three virgins,' he said, grinning happily. 

'What about my share?' I asked. 

'Be thankful that you are still alive,' he laughed, 'I bet you have not given me all 
the money.'

Then we haggled. 'All right, take a thousand but remember that if you give birth 
to a girl then I get to take her cherry immediately after her first period,' he said. 

'Of course,' I agreed with him to keep him in good humor for now. 

'What should I do with Saira's cherry money? I know.I'll deflower both Shanta's 
girls tomorrow. Maybe I'll fuck mother and daughters together,' he laughed, 
'Fatima, we must celebrate. Go fetch a bottle of my favorite hooch from Ali's 
shop. Tell him to put it on my tab.'

I thought that the prospect of deflowering two virgins had put him in good mood 
but I was mistaken, as you'll see soon. 

'No need. I have a bottle here,' I said, producing a bottle. 

He took a long swig then offering it to me, said, 'Taste it. It's good stuff.' 

'Fatima, let's take off our clothes and fuck,' Aslam suggested. 

When we were naked we kissed and fondled each other. We drank and laughed. 
He wanted to fuck me doggie style. I got on all fours. He suddenly grabbed me 
by the neck and pushed my head onto the pillow. 

'W.What are you doing?' I asked. 

'Aaj main teri gaand maroonga (I am going to fuck you in your ass hole today),' 
he said. 

'No, you are not,' I said sternly, trying to get free, 'Ma'am, I had never been 
fucked in my ass hole till date.'

'Shut up, bitch. I am not asking you but telling you,' he said placing his erect 
member on my puckered hole. 

'Please Aslam, not in my ass hole,' I begged. 

'I was looking forward to deflowering Saira's virgin choot but you had to interfere. 
Now you are going to pay for it with your virgin gaand,' he replied, applying 
pressure. 

'OWWWWA, IT HURTS,' I shouted in pain, 'what about Shanta's girls? Don't I 
get credit for them?' 

'What credit? I took their cherry two years ago,' he chuckled and rammed whole 
of his cock into my asshole in one stroke. 

'Ma'am, it was terrible. I screamed at the top of my voice. Neighbors collected 
outside and inquired if everything was okay.'

'Send them away,' Aslam ordered gruffly without missing a stroke. 

'Go away, I am okay,' I groaned and the crowd dispersed. 

'Bloody neighbors! One can't even fuck one's wife in the ass hole without them 
interfering,' he murmured. 

'He fucked my butt hole trice that evening. Ma'am if your husband wants to fuck 
you in your ass hole then let him. It feels so nice,' Fatima said, then remembering 
the purpose of her visit, begged, 'Please give me some more money.' 

'No more money. You please go,' I said. 

'Alt least tell me did you give Saira to your brother or to your lover?' she asked, 
lowering her voice. 

'It is none of your business,' I replied getting annoyed, 'You go otherwise I'll call 
the police.' 

While leaving I heard her mutter, 'These rich people are very strange. I closed 
my eyes when they wanted my daughter's cherry. I bore the pain when my 
husband ravished my ass hole. But when I ask a simple question they threaten 
me with the police.'  

'Babu, this is the whole story,' Seema said, 'She has not been here since. I don't 
think she'll come again. You can deflower Saira when you want.' 

'Does Saira know why she is here?' I asked. 

'Of course, from day one but you better hear the interesting conversation Bela 
and Paro had with her last week,' Seema said calling out for the two maids. 

Bela and Paro came. 'Tell Babu your conversation with Saira last week,' Seema 
said. 

'Bela will narrate the conversation while I suck bhaiya's cock,' Paro said, getting 
on her knees. 

'Oh yes! That would be nice. I haven't cum in four weeks,' I replied unzipping my 
fly. 

'No blowjob. I want you to be fresh for Saira,' Seema intervened zipping up my 
fly. 

'Aww Seema, where is the harm in one little blowjob?' I protested. 

'Saira's cunt hole is the smallest I have ever seen. I want you to be absolutely 
fresh,' Seema said, 'Bela, Paro start your story.' 

Bela said, 'One evening when Paro and I were busy in the kitchen Saira came 
running.' 

'What is the hurry?' I asked.

'Bela, Paro you must see this,' she panted. 

'What must we see?' Paro asked. 

'Abbu Rani didi ko chod rahain hain (Abbu is fucking Rani didi),' she giggled. 

End of part 11.

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