BAM WHAM THANK YOU MA’AM (Part 13) By Sahebji First the last few lines of part 12: I took her in my arms and kissing her tenderly asked, ‘Shanti, tell me how and at what age did you lose your cherry?’ ‘Shaab, ek baar aur chodo phir jo aap kahoge main batauingi (Sir, fuck me one more time then I’ll tell you what you want),’ she said. ‘All right but this time you fuck me like you fucked Mac for the first time,’ I said. She smiled and mounting me commenced fucking me. When she had finished I said, ‘Now tell me.’ ‘Would you believe me if I told you that I lost my cherry when I didn’t know I had one and who took it?’ she said. Now for part 13: ‘No never,’ I replied laughing. ‘It is the truth,’ she said seriously. “Okay, tell me,’ I said. ‘My father worked as a night watchman in the local high school. My mother died when I was only three. I was the only child of my parents. Therefore there was no one to guide me. As my father slept during the day I spent most of my time in the orchard of the school. One day when I got up after pissing, I saw two boys watching at me,’ Shanti started to tell her story. ‘Kanchi, what were you doing squatting on the ground?’ they asked. ‘Can’t you see I was pissing,’ I replied pointing to the puddle. ‘They didn’t believe me. One thing led to another. The boys persuaded me to lie down and show them my pee hole. One of the boys was examining my pee hole when suddenly I felt excruciating pain and became unconscious. When I came to, I found the second boy on top me and his bottoms were moving up and down. I still felt groggy. Suddenly, I felt something warm being injected inside me and the boys changed places.’ This story seemed familiar but still I asked, ‘If they were hurting you then why didn’t you shout for help?’ I said. ‘I thought of it but what the boy was doing felt nice and I waited to see what happened. Before I knew the boy on top of me got off and made place for his friend. By the time the second boy spurted something warm inside me I had had my first orgasm. I had never felt such pleasurable sensation before.’ Afterwards, they helped me to my feet. ‘Kanchi, come tomorrow, we’ll play the same game again,’ they said and went off. ‘I nodded but did not go to the orchard for two or three days because my choot was swollen and hurting. On the fourth day I felt the desire to feel the wonderful sensation again. I went to the orchard and the boys were there. We played the same game again. I went there daily but after six months they stopped coming.’ ‘Sir, believe it or not this is how I lost my cherry before I knew I had one,’ Shanti said. ‘I believe you. Didn’t the boys ask you your name? I asked. ‘No sir. They didn’t ask. I didn’t tell them because I liked it when they called me Kanchi,’ she replied. ‘Do you know their names,’ I asked. ‘I never asked. They were always in a hurry. They came, fucked me and left. There was little or no conversation,’ Shanti replied. ‘Will you be able to recognize them?’ I asked. ‘No sir. It happened so long ago,’ Shanti replied. ‘When did find out that you had lost your cherry?’ I asked. ‘I found out about a year later. One afternoon I was waiting for Selma, my best friend, in the orchard. Selma was 14 years old. She knew much more about sex than me as she had two married sisters. When Selma came I could see that she was angry. Her face was red and she was repeatedly muttering, under her breath, ‘Haramzada kahin ka (The bastard).’ ‘Whom are you calling a bastard?’ I asked laughing. ‘Wohi, Ali darzi. Sala haramzada (Who else? Ali, the tailor. The bastard),’ She replied. ‘Will you tell me what happened or continue abusing him,’ I said. ‘I went to him to have a blouse stitched. While taking my measurements he pressed my boobs several times. I didn’t say anything because I thought it was by accident. Then he winked at me and says Selma let us go in the back room. There I will take your measurements properly,’ she said. ‘You should have gone. Where was the harm,’ I said. ‘Kya keh rahi tu? Woh haramzada meri kori bur phard deta aur mujhe kayi baar chodeta (What are saying? That bastard would have deflowered me and then fucked me silly,’ she said. ‘What is fucking,’ I asked, innocently. ‘Gawd, you don’t know? ‘Shanti, tu bardi bholi hai. Tu usski dookan per akeli kabhie mat jayio. Tujhe tau woh harami zaroor chod dega (Shanti, you are a simpleton. Don’t you ever go to his shop alone. That bastard will surely fuck you),’ she said. Then she explained to me what fucking was. It was only then I realized what those two were doing. They were fucking me. I also remembered that it was pleasurable. I didn’t want to show that I knew too much therefore I said cautiously, ‘Chodene deti. Issme kya harz hai? (Where is the harm if he had fucked you?)’ ‘Foolish girl, you don’t know anything,’ she said and proceeded to tell me all about virginity, marriage, menstruation and conception. I thanked my stars that I had not yet menstruated otherwise those boys would have made me pregnant. ‘This is how I found out that I had lost my cherry,’ Shanti concluded. ‘What happened next? Tell me your whole story till now,’ I said. ‘There is not much to tell,’ Shanti said, ‘nothing noteworthy happened till I got married. I was sixteen then. My husband was a widower. He was forty-five years old and had two sons, Ramu and Shyamu. Ramu was 12 and Shyamu 11.’ ‘Didn’t your husband discover that you were not a virgin on your wedding night?’ I asked. ‘Luckily no,’ she said, ‘that night my husband was drunk. He had been celebrating with his friends. As soon as he came to me he went straight for my choot and rammed his lund (cock) into it. He was so rough that I cried out in pain. It made no difference to him and he kept ramming his lund into me.’ ‘More I complained harder he fucked and said, ‘Shanti, chudai ki aadat daal le. Ab roz raat ko main tujhe issi terah se chodunga (Shanti, might as well get used to fucking. I will fuck you like this every night).’ ‘We were happy. The only problem was that I couldn’t get pregnant. He wanted a daughter. Despite his fucking me regularly I didn’t get pregnant. He took me to a hospital for a check up. After several tests the doctor told him that something was wrong inside me, I don’t remember what exactly he had said. That is why I couldn’t conceive. I thought my husband had reconciled himself to the fact I couldn’t get pregnant but I was mistaken. ‘One afternoon, five years later, finding me alone in the house Ramu raped me. When my husband came I complained to him. He had been drinking. There was a half empty bottle in his coat pocket.’ ‘CALL RAMU,’ he shouted drunkenly. ‘Kya tu ne apni ma ko choda? (Did you fuck your mother?)’ he roared when Ramu came. ‘I am sorry, papa. It will not happen again’ Ramu said with his head hanging with shame. ‘Sorry! What sorry! It will happen again. I’ll make it happen,’ he laughed then looking at me sneered. ‘Do you know how I’ll make it happen?’ I shook my head. ‘She can’t produce children. I married a defective piece. There is something wrong inside her. This bitch is only good for fucking. Ramu, you want to fuck this bitch? Fuck her, I permit you to fuck her. If she gives you any trouble then hit her, understand? Still better, you fuck her now and I’ll watch,’ he said settling down comfortably and took a long swig from the near empty bottle. Ramu didn’t move. ‘Arre chod na, aaj se hum dono isse chodenge (Come on fuck her. We both will fuck her from today),’ he said. Then Ramu raped me in front of his father. A year later my husband gave Shyamu permission to fuck me also. Shaab, I really didn’t mind. My husband was getting old and was drinking too much. I had two virile men fucking me silly. My choot was happy and so was I. Couple of years later Ramu got married. On his wedding night my husband raped Ramu’s bride and saw to it that Shyamu also fucked her. When Ramu complained my husband said, ‘you ungrateful pup, you are fucking my wife for so many years and when I fuck your wife you complain.’ ‘What have you done? Rashmi is your son’s bride,’ I protested. Rashmi was the bride’s name. ‘Shut up, bitch,’ my husband said and then addressing Rashmi said, ‘In future all three of us will fuck you as we fuck this bitch here, understand.’ The poor hapless girl nodded. When Shyamu got married his wife, Shilpa, also got the same treatment. She blamed me for their plight. She would say, ‘If this woman had been stronger then today we both would not suffered the indignation of being fucked by three men.’ All my explanations fell on deaf ears. Over the years Shilpa had convinced Rashmi that I was the architect of their misery. For some years the men shared all three of us. Then my husband died. The Rashmi and Shilpa stopped doing household work and watched TV all day. They didn’t even look after their own children and left them to me. When I complained to their husbands they only shrugged and remained silent. After a year I couldn’t take it any more and left. I got a good job with a widow with three sons in their teens. Soon all three of them were fucking me. They were happy to share my choot. Then I went on long leave to Nepal. When I returned after two months, they fought over me and everything came out in the open. The result was that I was sacked. Then I got my present job. ‘Has anyone other than Mac fucked you?’ I asked. ‘No, only Mac sir. Many others have tried but I did not yield. It is nice comfortable job and I didn’t want the earlier situation to reoccur,’ Shanti replied. ‘In main se kissi ne teri gaand maari hai (Has any of them fucked you in the ass hole?’ I asked. ‘Oh yes,’ she said. ‘Didn’t the two boys take your ass hole cherry?’ I asked. ‘No sir. My husband took my ass hole cherry. He loved my butt and fucked it regularly. After him the youngest of the three brothers, I told you about, used to fuck me in my ass hole,’ she replied. ‘Theek hai, ab main teri gaand marunga (Fine, now I’ll fuck you in your ass hole,’ I said. ‘If you want to fuck my ass hole, do so by all means, but be gentle, your cock too big,’ she said, getting into ass fuck position. I applied oil on her puckered hole and pushed my whole cock into her butt in one stroke. ‘AAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE,’ she screamed, ‘Gawd sir, it hurts.’ When I had finished fucking her ass hole I fucked her one more time in her cunt. Then we dressed. ‘Sir, did my choot please you?’ she asked. ‘Very much,’ I replied, ‘come again next week, same place same time.’ ‘Yes sir. Thank you sir,’ she said and after wishing me good night left. When I got home I was told that Minu had called. I returned her called. ‘Babu, I want to meet you,’ she said. ‘Why not? Would tomorrow evening at six p.m. suit you?’ I asked. ‘No, can’t you meet me earlier,’ she asked. ‘If you want I can come now?’ I said. ‘That will be great. We’ll meet in half an hour at the West gate of the City Park,’ she said. She was waiting when I reached the West gate. ‘What the hell do you think you are doing?’ she asked before I could greet her. ‘Me! I am doing nothing,’ I replied, ‘what happened?’ ‘You know what happened. The whole school is rife with the rumor that a girl in a senior class is sleeping with her brother,’ she said. ‘So? You think you are the only horny girl in the world to seduce your brother? There are probably several girls in you class who might be fucking their bothers. Why brothers only, they might have seduced their fathers,’ I said glibly, ‘why stop there? There are other male members like uncles, cousins…..’ ‘AAWW, STOP IT,’ Minu yelled, ‘I know you are behind this rumor……. What the hell do you want from me?’ ‘You know what I want? I want to fuck your beautiful choot. Spend a whole afternoon naked in your arms,’ I said smiling. ‘NEVER,’ she fumed. She then turned on her heels and rushed off. On Saturday I saw Shanti’s videotape and edited it to suit my purpose. In the evening when the Adams arrived they were accompanied by a very pretty girl of about fourteen years of age. ‘Mary, won’t you introduce us to this pretty young lady? abbu said. ‘Her name is Suzy. She is our new maid,’ Mary said, ‘Abbu, please have patience. I’ll explain later. Joey, go call Bela and the other maids.’ ‘Yes mom,’ Joey replied grinning broadly. ‘Joey, no hanky panky, when I say call them, I mean now,’ Mary said. The grin on Joey’s face faded and he said, grimly, ‘Yes mom.’ ‘Suzy, will you like to live in this big house?’ Mary asked. ‘Oh yes mom. It is so big and so beautiful,’ Suzy replied. ‘You understand that big house means lot of work,’ Mary said. ‘I am not afraid of hard work,’ Suzy said. Just then the three maids entered the room followed by Joey. The maids were naked. ‘Look mom, they are naked,’ Suzy giggled. ‘Yes child,’ Mary said, ‘If you work here then you must also take your clothes off.’ ‘I don’t mind,’ Suzy said, ‘Mom, shall I undress now.’ ‘Not now, my dear, later,’ Mary said, ‘Bela, from today Suzy will work here like you three. Take her with you. Mehru will tell her duties later. You understand?’ ‘Yes ma’am, perfectly,’ Bela said, placing a finger on the lips. ‘Good girl,’ Mary said. ‘Come Suzy,’ Bela said and led her out of the room. ‘Abbu, I am sorry if I was rude to you earlier,’ Mary said apologizing. ‘Pretty lady, I don’t mind as long as you do your apologizing with your cunt?’ abbu said laughing. ‘Not at all, it will be my pleasure,’ Mary replied, starting to peel off her clothes. ‘Hey stop! First tell us where did you get her from?’ I asked. ‘Believe it or not I got her from the church,’ Mary giggled. ‘Tell him also why is she here,’ John said. ‘Of course. Babu, you gave me so much pleasure on the first night that I wanted to give you a present. Suzy is your Christmas present,’ Mary said. ‘Thank you very much Mary, I appreciate it. I hope you give many such presents in the future,’ I chuckled, embracing her. ‘You got her from the church? I didn’t know they had started dealing in young virgins,’ Uncle Mohan said. ‘Of course not, silly. It is a long story,’ Mary said. ‘It is very interesting you should hear it,’ John said. ‘Let us help ourselves to a drink then you can tell the story,’ ammi said. After we had settled down Mary started her tale, ‘Couple of weeks after we shifted here I went to the church. I thought Father Brown’s face was familiar but I couldn’t place him. On a later occasion I saw Suzy leaving his study. Her face was flushed and she wiping her mouth with her sleeve. I did not pay much attention to it then.’ ‘On Monday, I remembered who he was. Janet, my best friend, had committed suicide because of him and he was doing the same thing with Suzy. I took her last letter in which she had pointed the finger at him and shoving it my purse, I drove to the church. I was very angry. I planned to expose him. This man had to be taught a lesson. When I reached the church I was told that he was in his study.’ ‘So you are still up to your old tricks,’ I said, bursting into his study without knocking. ‘Ah, Mrs. Adams, come in,’ he said politely, ‘what “old tricks” are you referring to?’ ‘You know what I mean,’ I said, ‘I saw Suzy leaving your study the other day.’ ‘Oh Yes, dear Suzy comes to my study quite often,’ Father Brown said. ‘For drinking the “Holy Water” from your private dispenser, no doubt,’ I said sarcastically. ‘I don’t understand, please don’t speak in riddles Mrs. Adams,’ he replied. ‘Twenty years ago were you posted in A**gar**l?’ I asked. ‘Yes but…’ he replied. ‘Do you remember Janet, a gentle soul? Who wouldn’t harm an ant even if it bit her?’ I said interrupting him, ‘ ‘What has…,’ he said. ‘Please Father, let me tell you a story,’ I said, cutting him off again, ‘In a small town once lived a very religious family. They believed that after God the priest is cat’s whiskers. He can do anything. They had a daughter, Janet. When Janet was thirteen she got sick. They had her treated but it did not help so as a last resort they asked their priest for help. The priest took the thirteen-year-old under his care. Janet started to visit the church three times a week.’ ‘One day the priest told her she needed to drink “Holy Water” to cleanse her soul. Poor Janet started to suck his cock and swallow his cum. Three months later to clean her lower half of her body; he took her cherry and started pouring “Holy Water” into her lower mouth.’ ‘She looked healthier. Her cheeks glowed and she and her parents were happy. I was her best friend. She told me everything. I told her to break off with him as this would only bring grief to her. She didn’t listen. By that time she was hooked on fucking. ‘Then the inevitable happened. She got pregnant. The priest refused to help her. All he said was to have an abortion. She wouldn’t do that because of her belief. At last she got so frustrated that she hung herself.’ ‘Do you know who the priest was? You, Father Brown, you were the priest. You were responsible for my best friend’s death and I’ll see to it that you are punished,’ I said. ‘Who will believe you? Janet is dead it’ll be your word against mine,’ he replied. ‘No Father, Janet is not dead,’ I said, triumphantly pulling out the letter from my purse, ‘her body may not be here but her written word is. Here in this letter to me, written few hours before she took the ultimate step. In this letter she has described everything in great detail.’ ‘If the letter is genuine then why have you waited for twenty years before producing it,’ Father Brown asked, ‘The letter is genuine enough to send you to jail,’ I said, ‘Luckily for you that it was received when I was at Janet’s funeral. When I got back my mummy said that a letter had arrived for me and she had placed it in the book I was reading. Unfortunately, I assumed that it was from Amrit, a boy in my class, who was pestering me to go out with him. I was so grief stricken that I was in no mood to read his drivel. Later, I couldn’t find it. Five years later when Martha was getting married I found it. I was shocked at its content.’ ‘If the letter is really genuine you should have told the world then. Why now?’ Father Brown said. ‘I wanted to expose you but Martha said that they will dig her up. Why disturb her. Janet’s parents had also reconciled themselves to their loss. I didn’t want to open old wounds. You had been shifted to another city and I hoped you had learnt your lesson,’ I said, ‘why now? Because the other day I saw Suzy leave your study, her face was flushed and she wiping her mouth with her sleeve. I didn’t attach any sinister meaning to it. Today I placed you. I also realized what Suzy had been doing. You felt no remorse. I didn’t want Suzy to go the same way as Janet. So I came here to expose you.’ ‘What can a twenty year letter do?’ he said. ‘I’ll find out where Janet’s parent now and send it to them. They will definitely report you to the Church. I am sure you did not stop “cleansing” girls in the last two decades. There will be lots of publicity and some of the girls, who have suffered silently at your hands, may find enough courage to speak up against you,’ I said. ‘Mrs. Adams is it necessary to dig up the past? Maybe we can come to an understanding. Suzy…’ he said. ‘He was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Suzy. While he talked to Suzy, I saw Saira in her, a young virgin. I also recalled Seema telling me that she had presented her to Babu for his graduation. Suddenly I knew what I wanted. I wanted Suzy. I cared two hoots whether Father Brown went to jail or not. Someday, God would punish him.’ Coming back Father Brown said, ‘I was saying… is it necessary to dig up the past? Can’t we both come to an understanding?’ ‘I perceived a slight movement below and looked down. I was shocked at what I saw. Father Brown, while talking to Suzy, had opened his fly. His tool was sticking out in all its glory and jerking involuntarily. It was probably this movement that had caught my eye.’ ‘It was not an ordinary cock. It was huge. It was tad bigger than Babu’s. The juices in my cunt started to flow. My panties became soaked in no time. For a moment I forgot about Suzy and wanted to impale myself on this magnificent specimen of manhood and fuck it till cum oozed out of my nose and ears.’ Somehow I managed to control myself. ‘Put it away, you horny man. When I get home my husband will fuck me silly,’ I laughed. ‘What a pity? You are very beautiful. I would have loved…..’ he said. ‘Tell me about Suzy,’ I said interrupting him. ‘Mrs. Adams, don’t decide in haste. Many women come to me for…ummm…solace and none has been disappointed,’ he said. ‘I don’t doubt your word but as far I am concerned the answer is no, definitely NO,’ I laughed, ‘now tell me about Suzy.’ ‘All right,’ he sighed, putting away the biggest cock I have ever seen, ‘Suzy is an orphan. She lost her entire family in a car crash on her birthday. That is the reason she is not fully there.’ ‘Are you sure?’ I asked. ‘She is very bright but sometimes she is acts a bit strangely,’ he said. ‘All right continue,’ I said. ‘For six months she was shuttled from one relative to another. No one wanted her. Three months back they brought her here with the request to find work and a good home for her.’ ‘What sort of work can she do?’ I asked. ‘She can do household chores or any other similar job. I guess, she could even look after a small child,’ he said. ‘It should not have been difficult to find her a job?’ I said. ‘To tell you the truth I didn’t try too hard for obvious reasons,’ he smiled. ‘Naturally,’ I said sarcastically, ‘Since when is she drinking the “Holy Water”?’ ‘She started fifteen days after she came here,’ he said. ‘Have you also….’ I said leaving the sentence unfinished. ‘No I haven’t. She is still a virgin. I was saving her cherry for the New Year’s Eve. I had planned to ring in the New Year with her cherry,’ he said. ‘Okay, I’ll take Suzy in lieu of keeping quiet,’ I said. ‘You can take her in the New Year,’ he said. ‘No Father, I mean now,’ I laughed. ‘After two months…now…. After a week… now…. Okay, take her tomorrow,’ he said finally. He didn’t give up easily. We both wanted Suzy’s cherry. ‘No, now, I said, like in right away. Call her and tell her,’ I said. ‘You must love your husband a lot to provide him with a virgin to deflower,’ he said. ‘That is none of your business,’ I said, laughing. ‘You will take the girl and give me the letter?’ he asked. ‘No, the deal is, I’ll take Suzy and keep the letter also. Only as a precaution against you in case you tried any monkey business. I promise to keep quiet and to bury the letter deep in my trunk where it lay till now. Take it or leave it,’ I said with finality. ‘You think that is fair?’ he asked. ‘You think making a young girl drink your cum is fair? You think deflowering them is fair? Yes… then what I have proposed is also fair,’ I said, ‘anyway I don’t require the wretched letter. All I have to is persuade Suzy to tell the congregation what you have been up to. Then, Father Brown, even God won’t be able to help you.’ ‘You are a tough bargainer,’ he laughed and called Suzy. ‘Suzy, this is Mrs. Adams. She has offered you her home. You will work as a maid in exchange,’ he said. ‘Suzy, the work is light and you will be like a member of the family. You’ll have a family again.’ ‘Yes, ma’am,’ Suzy said. ‘Call me mom like my children do and my husband dad. You’ll have two sisters, Rose and Sara, and a brother, Joey. He is a rascal but you’ll get along with him,’ I chuckled. ‘Yes ma’am, oh sorry, mom,’ Suzy smiled. ‘Suzy, go pack your things Mrs. Adams would like to take you now,’ Father Brown said. ‘Father I have one request,’ I said after Suzy had gone to pack, ‘Fuck as many girls or women you like but don’t make an unmarried girl pregnant.’ ‘Don’t worry,’ he laughed, ‘after the episode with Janet I got vasectomy done.’ As we were leaving Suzy said, ‘Father, what about my New Year present you promised?’ ‘Mrs. Adams will give you one otherwise come to the church and collect it,’ he said. ‘What is this about a present?’ I asked. ‘It is nothing. I meant to give her my cock,’ he whispered. ‘What do you mean it is nothing? It is huge,’ I whispered back. ‘Let me know if I can be of any service,’ he said, smiling. ‘I definitely will,’ I giggled, slipping the car into gear. When we were on our way I assured Suzy that she would be happy living with us. Her dad, sisters and brother will love her. ‘I am sure I’ll be very happy,’ she said politely. ‘Suzy, tell me something about your parents and yourself,’ I said. ‘My father was a foreman in the big car factory and mummy was a waitress in their canteen. My daddy loved me. He was the best daddy in the world. I loved him so much,’ she said and started to cry. ‘I am sure he was. Take your time I am in no hurry,’ I said gently. ‘No, it is all right,’ she said wiping her tears, ‘Daddy used to say…. ‘Doll, he always called me Doll, we will celebrate your fourteenth birthday in grand style. We’ll drive down to a luxury hotel and check in, in their best suite.’ ‘Won’t that be very expensive?’ I would say. ‘Expensive? Nothing is too expensive for my Doll. We’ll order champagne and caviar and…and…. ‘ she said, bursting out in tears. She was so overwhelmed with grief that she couldn’t continue. For a while we drove in silence. ‘Suzy, since when are you drinking the “Holy Water”?’ I asked. ‘You know,’ she whispered. ‘Of course, I have known Father Brown now for over two decades,’ I laughed. ‘D…Did you also suck his cock?’ She said. ‘The girl knows what she was doing,’ I thought. ‘No, I didn’t but I knew a girl of your age who did,’ I replied, ‘when did you realize you were sucking his cock?’ ‘From the very beginning but I didn’t let on,’ she giggled, ‘you see on my twelfth birthday my mummy taught me how to give daddy and Paul, my elder brother, a blowjob. Daddy had promised me that he would deflower me on my fourteenth birthday.’ I was shocked. Had I saddled myself with a fucked cunt? ‘Did he?’ I asked, crossing my fingers. ‘No, he didn’t get a chance,’ she said. I breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Why what happened?’ I said. ‘On my fourteenth birthday daddy, mummy and Paul were coming to pick me up from school. We were to go to a luxury hotel and after checking in, in their best suite, order champagne and caviar. While Paul opened the bottle of champagne, daddy would have opened my cunt. Then we four would have fucked, fucked and fucked the whole weekend. But before all this could happened God struck and in one stroke wiped out my whole family,’ she said and fell silent. ‘Suzy, what was this about a present?’ I asked. I had to be sure what Father Brown had told me was the truth and Suzy was still a virgin. ‘I don’t rightly know but my guess is that Father Brown would have deflowered me on New Year Eve,’ she replied. ‘Are you a virgin?’ I asked. ‘Absolutely,’ she replied. ‘Suzy, why didn’t your relatives accept you?’ I asked. ‘They were puritans. They didn’t like the way I was brought up. One Uncle didn’t like me sleeping in the raw, another objected to my taking a bath with my female cousin of my age and one aunt was scared because her husband was taking too much interest in me. The list goes on and on. One day they decided to leave me in the church. They did not care that I had to suck Father Brown‘s cock and wait patiently to be deflowered on New Year Eve,’ she said sobbing quietly. ‘I thought you were looking forward to be fucked,’ I asked. ‘Of course, I was. I cried because I felt so unwanted, so rejected,’ she said. ‘Darling, I love you,’ I said, pressing her hand. When we got home I introduced her to the family. Joey was the one who was most excited. ‘Rose, Sara please help Suzy bring up her luggage,’ I said. When the three had left, Joey said bubbling with excitement, ‘Where will she sleep? There is bed empty in my room. She can sleep there.’ ‘You rascal, so that you can pop her cherry,’ I said. ‘The thought had crossed my mind,’ Joey grinned. ‘Listen you two,’ I said, wagging my forefinger at John and Joey, ‘don’t you dare stick your cock in her choot, not even your little finger. So from now on keep your pants on, open your fly only to piss otherwise keep the zip tightly closed and your hands in your pocket. She is a virgin and I want that she remains a virgin. Understood?’ ‘Agar hum isse chod nahin sakte tau aap isse kyon laayi hain? (If we can’t fuck her then why have you brought her),’ Joey said, making a face. ‘Good question and you know that we don’t need a maid,’ John said. ‘I have brought her for Babu. I am planning to present her to him. He has given me and the girls so much pleasure that I would like to reciprocate,’ I said, ‘John, I hope you don’t mind?’ ‘No problem,’ John replied sportingly, ‘Joey, let Babu deflower her then we’ll fuck her silly.’ ‘When do you plan to present her to Babu? Joey asked. ‘I was thinking of Christmas,’ I replied. ‘What! For three months we’ll have to see her around before we can plug her,’ Joey groaned. ‘Joey, three months is not a long period. Whenever you want to fuck then your sisters are there If you like you can fuck me also. Weekends we spend with the Khans at their house. There you have no dearth of cunts,’ I explained. ‘Okay mom, I’ll try and control myself,’ Joey said. I trusted them but with horny Suzy, eager to lose her cherry, any man could lose control. So I kept an eye on her. John slept in Joey’s room and I made Suzy sleep in John’s bed. When I went out I took her with me. In the apartment I made sure never to leave her alone for too long. One day I had to go out and couldn’t take Suzy with me. When I came back I saw Suzy giving Joey a blowjob. Although what they were doing was quite harmless from my point of view but in heat of passion it could go out of control and Suzy would lose her cherry. ‘What may I ask is going on here?’ I said. Joey, tucking his cock in his pants hastily, slid out of the room leaving Suzy to face the music. Suzy was unfazed. She stood up slowly and said, ‘Mom, you must show Joey to the doctor. I have sucked his cock for nearly an hour or so. He has had several orgasms but he did not ejaculate even once. His cock is absolutely dry.’ I laughed, ‘Darling, Joey is still young. Give him time he will spurt more cum than you can swallow. Tell me who started this?’ ‘I don’t know for sure. We were sitting in the living room watching an adult movie, which Joey had brought. There was a scene where the heroine sucks heroes cock. ‘Suzy, have you ever done this before?’ Joey asked me pointing to the screen. ‘Of course I have. The other day I sucked dad’s cock. His cum is very tasty, thick and creamy,’ I replied. ‘Why don’t you suck my cock and see if “tasty cum” runs in the family,’ Joey said opening his fly. ‘Whaaat! You sucked dad’s cock? Did he ask you to?’ I asked. ‘No, he didn’t,’ Suzy replied, ‘Today morning, when I went into Joey’s room dad was sleeping. His cock was standing. I decided to give him relief and started to suck it. Dad opened his eyes and tried to stop me but I sucked on till he shot his cum in my mouth.’ That night I gave the matter a lot of thought. I came to the conclusion that keeping Suzy here is dangerous. Today it was cock sucking tomorrow it could easily be fucking. There was not only danger from John and Joey but also from other men in the building. One word from them and Suzy would spread her legs. The best would be to present her to Babu at the first opportunity. Today is the first opportunity. ‘Babu, for the pleasures you have given my family and me, I am presenting Suzy to you. You can deflower her when you please,’ Mary said formally. End of part 13. To be continued… Hi folks, Did you enjoy this part? Don’t go away. There is lot more action to “cum”. Please send your candid comments to sahebji70@yahoo.com and do remember to vote. Take care, Saheb Sahebji