IT HAPPENED IN KHATMANDU

(Part 2)

By Sahebji

First the last few lines of part 1: 

After dinner Nusrat went to the toilet. I followed her. ‘Tune faisla kar 
liya hai ki tu Sahebji se apni bur phardwayegi (So you have decided 
that Sahebji will deflower you),’ I said. 

‘Yes, but there is a problem,’ she said. 

‘What?’ I asked. 

‘I have read in his stories that he likes shaven choots (cunts) but my 
choot is quite hairy,’ Nusrat said.   

‘No problem, do what I did,’ I giggled, ‘use khala’s hair removing 
cream. It is in her toilet kit.’ 

When we returned to the table, she said, ‘Please excuse me, I’ve to 
go to the room as my stomach is playing up a bit.’  

When we reached our room Nusrat was sitting in her bed. ‘I think I’ll 
go to sleep now. I’ve to get up very early to go jogging,’ she said 
smiling. 

It was her way of telling me that she everything was all right and her 
bur (cunt) was now bald. 

That is all for today. 

Good night, dear Diary, and sweet dreams.

Part 2:

Saturday, 20th May:

At sharp six in the morning the doorbell rang. I was waiting for it. I 
quickly opened the door. I was surprised to see the girl with big tits 
standing with Shazia. 

‘Today no fucking for you my boy,’ I though in my mind.   

‘Ladies, come on in,’ I said letting them in and closing the door.

‘Sahebji, meet my cousin Nusrat,’ Shazia said introducing the girl with 
the big boobs to me. 

‘Nice meeting you,’ I said shaking her hand. 

As Nusrat walked in her big boobs swung sexily from side to side. My 
cock started to stiffen. I bet she is not wearing a bra. She will give 
anyone watching her jog a huge erection. Just to watch her jog I was 
tempted to join them but decided against it. 

‘All set for jogging?’ I said. 

‘I am but Nusrat will stay here. She is keen to learn the indoor 
exercises we both have been doing together,’ Shazia said. 

‘It’ll be my pleasure to teach her,’ I said and looking at Nusrat, added, 
‘Is it true?’ 

‘Haan (Yes),’ she said blushing with downcast eyes. 

‘Good, I must go now. I’ll be back in two hours. Nusrat, you learn your 
lessons well,’ I said giggling. 

‘Shazia, take the room keys so that you can let yourself in,’ I said 
offering her the keys of the suite. 

‘Okay, bye. Have fun,’ she said leaving.

‘Let’s go into the bedroom,’ I suggested when Shazia had left. 

Nusrat hesitated. I put my arm around her waist and led her into the 
bedroom. When we were inside I said, ‘The exercises Shazia had in 
mind are best done naked on the bed. Therefore let us shed our 
clothes and get into bed. I pulled down my pajamas and I stood 
naked before her.

‘Please, Sahebji, it is cold,’ she said. 

‘Don’t worry my immersion rod will keep you warm,’ I said pointing to 
my erection. 

‘Hai Allah, aap ka lund bahut barda hai. Yeh meri nanhi si bur main 
kaisse gussega? (My God, your cock is very big. How will it enter my 
small cunt?)’ she exclaimed. 

‘Very easily, like a hot knife going through butter,’ I said, ‘now 
undress and get into bed.’ 

I watched her as she undressed. Shazia had prepared her well. She 
was wearing nothing beneath her tracksuit. Her grapefruit sized 
boobs swung sexily as she undressed. Her cunt was void of any hair. 
Her cunt lips were stuck together and her hard swollen clit was 
peeping through them. 

When we were in bed together I kissed her. Then I transferred my 
attention to her big boobs. I kissed and sucked on her erect nipples. 

I said, ‘Nusrat, you have lovely tits.’ 

‘No, they are too big,’ she moaned. 

‘I love big boobs,’ I replied going back to kissing and sucking them. 

‘Oh Sahebji,’ she moaned. 

While kissing her I ran my fingers between her lower lips. She 
continued to moan. 

‘HAI ALLAH (OH GOD),’ she moaned loudly as I rubbed her clit 
between my two fingers. 

I kissed my way to her cunt, stopping long enough to rotate my 
tongue inside her navel. ‘Oh Sahebji,’ she moaned. 

I separated her cunt lips and licked in between them from top to 
bottom for sometime. Then I took her clit between my lips and sucked 
on it. With a yelp she placed her hands on the back of my head and 
pressed it to her pussy. Her bottoms started to move in fuck motion. 
Her body arched.

‘OH SAHEBJI, IT FEELS SO NICE. I AM ABOUT TO CUM. GO ON. 
DON’T STOP I AMMM COMMMIIIINNNGGGGGG,’ she shouted and 
fell back panting. I raised her legs and licked her small choot hole. 

‘OH SAHEBJI, STOP I CAN’T TAKE IT AN MORE,’ she moaned. 

In reply I pushed my tongue in her fuck tube. She came instantly. I 
continued to tongue fuck her till she came again.

Then I got on top of her. Instinctively, she closed her legs. ‘Please 
darling, open your legs,’ I said, kissing her and moving my lund (cock) 
with my hand between her now very wet cunt lips. 

Hesitatingly she opened her legs a little. I put my knees between her 
legs and spread them wide. I placed my cock on the entrance of her 
fuck hole. 

‘Sahebji, please be gentle with me. I am scared. Your cock is very 
big,’ she begged. 

‘Don’t worry, darling, I’ll be very gentle,’ I replied and pressed for 
entry. 

‘OWWA,’ she screamed as the head of my cock stretched her choot 
entrance and entered till her hymen stopped further progress. 

I pressed further. ‘AAAAA, SAHEBJI, I BEG OF YOU PLEASE 
STOP. YOU ARE HURTING ME,’ she shouted as her hymen 
stretched, under the onslaught of my cock, but did not tear. I pulled 
my cock back a little and banged it inside her choot. 

‘AAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE,’ she screamed at top 
her voice as my cock, tearing her hymen, buried it self half inside her 
fuck tube. 

I moved my cock slowly in and out. With each stroke my cock went 
deeper and deeper, till my cock was fully engulfed, in her tube of 
pleasure. 

‘Don’t cry, my darling, the worst is over,’ I said kissing her tears away 
and started to fuck her. Reassured she lay back groaning with pain.

At first I started to move my cock in and out in long slow strokes. I 
kept varying the length and speed of my strokes. Nusrat lay under me 
with her eyes closed and groaning with pain. 

After five minutes or so her groans changed into moans of pleasure. I 
continued my movement. Suddenly her hips started to move in 
rhythm of my strokes. Her body ached. 

‘OH SAHEBJI IT FEELS SOOO NICE. YESSS YESSS GO ON 
DON’T STOP OHHH I AAMMM CCOOOMMMIIIINNNNGGGGGG,’ 
she screamed and fell back, on the bed. Without missing a stroke I 
continued to fuck her with steady pace. 

After another five minutes Nusrat’s choot was on the boil again. I was 
also about to cum and started to fuck her with hard and fast strokes. 
My speed became faster and strokes shorter. Nusrat’s bottoms 
continued to keep time with me. I went faster and faster, so did her 
bottoms. Suddenly her body ached. 

‘Y…HESSS FASTER SAHEBJI FASTER FUCK ME HARDER. 
Y…HESS OHHH OHHHH I AMMMM COOOMMMIIIINNNNGGGG,’ 
screamed again and fell back gasping for breath.  Few strokes later, 
her hither to virgin choot received its first load of cum.  

I continued to lie on top of her kissing her. My cock was fast losing its 
hardness. I moved my cock in and out slowly to keep it semi erect. 
After five minutes or so my cock was again fully erect. I started to 
fuck her again. 

This time she came at least five times before I deposited my load into 
her. We lay in a close embrace with our lips glued together. When the 
kiss broke I got off her and lay next to her. 

‘How did you enjoy the first fuck?’ I asked.  

‘Thank you, it was out of this world,’ she said. 

‘No need to thank me. I also enjoyed myself very much,’ I said. 

‘I suppose I must thank this big fellow also,’ she said taking my limp 
cock in her hand and kissing it. 

‘Best way to thank my cock is to take it in your mouth and suck it,’ I 
said. 

She looked at me. I thought that she is going to refuse but she 
surprised me. ‘Why not?’ she said shrugging and taking my flaccid 
cock in her mouth and started to suck it. 

Slowly blood started to flow into my cock and soon it was rock hard. 
Nusrat started to suck my cock. She was a bit artless. ‘OUCH, mind 
your teeth, darling…yes keep sucking…now move tour head up and 
down as if mt cock is fucking your mouth. Yes that’s the way…faster 
move faster,’ I said placing my hands on her head and moving my 
cock in fuck motion. I was about to cum. 

‘OH NUSRAT, I AM ABOUT TO CUM. Y…HESS Y…HESSS I AM 
COMMIIINNNGGG,’ I shouted and started to spurt my cum into her 
mouth. She surprised me again. Without any hesitation she 
swallowed my cum as fast as I released my seed in her mouth.

‘How did you like the taste?’ I asked. ‘It was all right, nothing great,’ 
she replied. 

‘Nusrat, how did you decide to go jogging with Shazia today 
morning?’ I asked. 

‘Shazia is basically a lazy girl. When I saw that she had been jogging 
I confronted her. She insisted that she had been jogging,’ Nusrat 
said, ‘The next morning I followed her. She came up to this floor. 
When she returned I accused her sleeping with someone. She 
laughed saying that she was still a virgin. I told her then how by 
accident I saw Salim fucking her. I got so excited that I had to 
masturbate several times before I calmed down.’ 

‘At what age did you start to masturbate?’ I asked. 

‘First time I experienced an orgasm while playing with my bur (cunt) 
was at the age of twelve,’ she replied blushing. 

‘Who told you about masturbating? I asked. 

‘No one, nature taught me,’ she replied. 

‘Okay. Now go on with your story,’ I said. 

‘One thing led to another. In the end I said that I plan to join Salim 
and her on returning to Lahore. Shazia suggested that I give my 
cherry to you instead of Salim. I was not convinced. Shazia gave me 
your stories to read. They were really hot and I decided to go 
“jogging” with Shazia in the morning,’ she said finishing her story. 

In the mean while my cock was hard again. We fucked again. After 
the fuck she cuddled up to me and dozed off. 

After sometime I woke her. ‘Nusrat, get up its getting late,’ I said and 
pointing to my erection, added, ‘let’s fuck one more time before you 
leave.’ 

‘Where is Shazia? Hasn’t she come back?’ she asked yawning. 

Just then Shazia walked in. ‘Shazia, take off your clothes. This fine 
erection is for you,’ Nusrat said. 

‘No Nusrat, today Sahebji’s cock is all yours but from tomorrow we’ll 
share it equally,’ Shazia said. 

Then I started to fuck Nusrat again. While fucking I saw Shazia 
rubbing her cunt vigorously. After fifteen minutes we all came 
together. 

When they were leaving Shazia said, ‘Bye for now. See you in the 
evening, then turning to Nusrat added, ‘I have invited Sahebji to 
khala’s birthday party tonight.’ 

‘That‘s great. See you then,’ Nusrat said. 

‘I’ll be there. What is khala’s name?’ I said. 

‘Her name is Ameena but call her khala, everyone does even my 
abba. Only my mother calls her by her name,’ Shazia said. 

Saturday, 20th May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA’S DAIRY):

Dear Dairy,

Just a short update to keep you abreast of what is happening. 

Aaj ki taza khaber yeh hai ki Nusrat ki bur ab kori nahin rahi. Sahebji 
ne uski kori bur phard di (The breaking new of today is that Nusrat is 
no longer a virgin. Sahebji has deflowered her).

When we entered our room khala was having kittens. ‘Where were 
you so long? Never mind get ready quickly we are going to town by 
the ten thirty bus,’ she asked. 

‘We are sorry, khala’ I said, ‘we ran into Sahebji. We got talking to 
him and didn’t realize it was so late.’ 

‘We’ll be ready in no time,’ Nusrat said. 

‘Okay, you get ready and Saira and I are going down for breakfast,’ 
khala said ushering Saira out of the room and shutting the door 
behind her. 

‘Kyon paheli chudai kaissi rahi? (Did you enjoy your first fuck?)’ I 
asked Nusrat. 

‘Oh Shazia, it was heavenly. I didn’t know that fucking is so 
pleasurable,’ Nusrat gushed with happiness. 

‘Sahebji ka laurda chusa? (Did you suck Sahebji’s cock?)’ I asked. 

‘Haan (yes),’ she replied. 

‘Did you enjoy the taste of his cum?’ I asked. 

‘It was nothing great but I suppose I’ll get used to it,’ Nusrat giggled. 

In order not to scare her I purposely did not ask her whether Sahebji 
had fucked her in her asshole.

While we were getting ready Nusrat, bubbling with excitement, 
narrated everything that transpired between Sahebji and her. 


Saturday, 20th May:

At 7.15 p.m. with a red rose held in hand behind my back, I 
approached their table. 

‘Good evening, ladies,’ I said bowing slightly. 

‘Khala, this Sahebji. I told you about him. I hope you don’t mind. I’ve 
invited him to join our party,’ Shazia said. 

‘Not at all,’ khala said graciously, ‘please sit down.’ 

‘Sahebji, you’ve met my cousin Nusrat already this morning and that 
is Saira, Nusrat’s best friend,’ Shazia said.

‘May I present this rose to the most beautiful lady in Khatmandu,’ I 
said offering the rose to khala. 

‘You flatterer,’ Khala said blushing. 

‘Why only in Khatmandu? Why not in the whole of Nepal?’ Shazia 
said. 

‘Yeah, why not in the whole world?’ Nusrat giggled.

‘Yes, you are right. She is the most beautiful lady in the whole world,’ 
I said looking at Saira. 

Our eyes met. Saira blushed and lowered her eyes. Khala did not 
notice anything amiss as she was busy admiring and sniffing the 
rose.

‘How old do you think khala is?’ Nusrat asked. 

‘Well, to tell you the truth when I saw her for the first time from far I 
thought she was in her early twenties but now that I have had a 
closer look I think she is still in her teens,’ I said. 

‘I love flatters. Sahebji, flattery will get to everywhere,’ khala said 
blushing happily, ‘Do you know that I was married for ten years and 
now a divorcee for two years?’ 

‘Your husband must have been out of his mind to divorce such a 
beauty as you,’ I chuckled. Everyone laughed. 

‘Where is the birthday cake?’ I asked. 

‘There is none. Khala didn’t want one,’ Shazia said. 

‘What is a birthday party without a cake?’ I said calling the waiter and 
told him to bring the cake. 

‘He’ll come back empty handed. They told us if we wanted a special 
cake then we had to order it at least four hours in advance,’ Nusrat 
said. 

The waiter brought a cake with the inscription “HAPPY BIRTHDAY 
DEAR KHALA”. 

‘B..B..But we didn’t order this cake,’ Shazia said surprised.

‘When I found out that you had not ordered a cake then I took the 
liberty to order one,’ I said lighting the solitary candle. 

‘Khala, please blow the candle and cut the cake,’ I said handing her 
the knife. As khala blew the candle and cut the cake the band played 
the tune of “Happy Birthday”. 

We all clapped and sang:

_______________________________________________________


Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you, dear khala,
Happy birthday to you,
Many boy friends to you,
Many boy friends to you, dear khala,
Many boy friends to you.

_______________________________________________________

Khala giggled and blushed like a teenager. After we had a piece of 
cake each I said, ‘Now for some champagne.’ 

‘Sahebji, no champagne,’ khala said, ‘the girls are too young to drink 
alcohol.’ This brought a loud protest from the three girls. 

‘I am nineteen,’ Shazia protested. 

‘We are eighteen,’ Nusrat and Saira protested together. 

‘Girls, I am your chaperone,’ khala said, ‘when I say no alcohol I 
mean no alcohol.’ 

‘AWWW khala,’ Shazia said, ‘Sahebji, please plead our case with 
her.’ 

I looked at Saira and raised my eyebrow.  She said yes with her 
beautiful eyes. 

‘Please khala, it is your birthday. One glass can’t do them any harm,’ 
I said. 

‘You don’t understand. If their parents found out then they’ll kill me 
and they’ll be grounded for life,’ khala said. 

‘The girls won’t tell them and I won’t be there. If you promise not to 
tell their parents the how will they find out,’ I said. 

‘Please khala, please,’ the three begged. 

Khala said, ‘All right but only….’ the rest of the sentence was 
drowned in the jubilant shout of the girls. 

‘Waiter, bring a bottle of the best bubbly you have in your cellar,’ I 
said. 

After the champagne was served, raising my glass. To the most 
beautiful girl in the world,’ I said.  

‘Yes to the best khala in the world,’ shouted the girls raising their 
glass.

I looked at Saira. To my surprise she was also looking at me. We 
took a sip from our glasses looking into each other’s eyes. 

The band was in attendance. ‘May I have the pleasure of this dance?’ 
I asked khala. 

‘I’d love to,’ she said. 

Khala was about 5’7” tall, vivacious with a nice figure. Her black eyes 
were sparkling with happiness. Her long black hair lay lazily on her 
hips. Her firm boobs were large but not huge like Nusrat’s. 

She came into my arms very smoothly. As we spun around on the 
dance floor, I pulled her close to me. She pressed her firm boobs 
against my chest without any hesitation. 

Her close proximity and her boobs pressing against me gave me a 
hard on. It was very embarrassing. I tried to pull my hips back. She 
must have felt my hardness because she pressed her body against 
mine.  

She was an excellent dancer. While dancing she continued to rub her 
body against my erection. Thank heavens the music stopped when it 
did otherwise I would have cum in my underpants. 

‘Khala, you’re a great dancer,’ I said. 

‘So are you,’ she chuckled with a naughty smile. 

‘Would you like to dance some more,’ I asked. 

‘Not now, maybe later. I wonder what the girls are unto,’ she said. 

When we reached our table we found the champagne bottle was 
empty and so were our glasses. ‘Hai Allah, you girls have finished the 
bottle and my glass too,’ she exclaimed, ‘I had had only one sip.’

‘Doesn’t matter, we’ll order one more bottle,’ I said calling the waiter. 

‘Sahebji no, one is enough,’ khala replied. 

‘Khala relax, your birthday does not come everyday,’ I said, ‘girls, you 
are not used to drinking therefore please drink slowly.’ 

She muttered something about being killed on return but did not 
object. ‘Nusrat, you order the bubbly while I dance with Sahebji,’ 
Shazia said pushing her chair back. 

‘How did you find khala?’ Shazia asked when we were on the dance 
floor. 

‘She is very sexy,’ I chuckled. 

‘Sexy enough to give you a hard on,’ she said putting her hand 
between us and squeezing my cock. 

‘Shazia, please don’t do it. Khala is watching,’ I said. 

‘Then let us go to the other side of the floor,’ Shazia suggested. 

‘No, it will not be wise. Save your horniness for tomorrow morning,’ I 
suggested. 

She agreed reluctantly. When I conducted her back to the table 
Nusrat got up, saying, ‘Now it is my turn.’ I escorted her to the dance 
floor. ‘

As soon as we got on the dance floor Nusrat said, ‘Did you enjoy 
sticking to khala and Shazia while dancing?’

‘Are you jealous? You can also stick to me and dance also,’ I 
chuckled pulling her to me. 

‘No thank you. I’ll stick to you tomorrow when a rod is connecting our 
bodies,’ she giggled drawing back. 

‘It will be my pleasure,’ I laughed. 

‘Sahebji, apka Shazia aur mujhe chod kar pet nahin bhara. Kya khala 
ko bhi chodene ka irada hai? (Sahebji, you are not satisfied by 
fucking Shazia and me. Are you thinking of fucking khala also?)’ 
Nusrat asked. 

‘Why not, have you any objections?’ I asked. 

‘Mujhe koyi etraz nahin hai. Khala ko khoob chodo lakin Shazia se 
poonch lena woh usski khala hai meri nahin (I have no problem. Fuck 
her as much as you like but ask Shazia first she is her khala not 
mine),’ she giggled. 

‘As a matter of fact Shazia herself offered her choot to me,’ I replied. 

‘Since when has Shazia started dealing in cunts, first mine then 
khala’s,’ Nusrat giggled. 

‘I think you better ask her,’ I said leading her back to her seat. 

‘Saira, may have the next dance?’ I asked. Saira hesitated. 

‘Go on dance with Sahebji. He won’t bite you,’ khala said. 

‘B…B…But I…,’ Saira said. 

‘Come on don’t be a prude,’ khala said. Reluctantly Saira got up and I 
lead her to the floor. 

After we had danced few steps I noticed that Saira was a good 
dancer. ‘Saira, you’re a very good dancer,’ I said. 

‘Sir, flattery will get you no where,’ she said. 

‘But kahla said that flattery will get me every where,’ I chuckled. 

‘Maybe with khala but not with me,’ she said. 

‘Why are dancing so far away from me? You heard khala say that I 
won’t bite you,’ I said pulling her to me. 

‘I like it this way,’ she replied drawing back. 

‘This is no fun,’ I said pulling her to me and holding her firmly. 

‘Please Sahebji, they are watching,’ she said blushing. 

‘Okay,’ I said and led her to the other side of the dance floor. 

‘Now they can’t see you,’ I said holding her tightly. 

She relaxed, placing her head on my chest, sighed contently, and 
continued to dance. Soon the heat of her crotch percolated through 
her thin dress and reached my cock. 

My cock started to get hard. She must have felt my hardness 
pressing against her but she didn’t pull away. She blushed and 
looked up towards me. When I didn’t react she continued to dance. 

During dinner khala said, ‘Sahebji, what are you doing tomorrow?’ 

‘Nothing important. Why?’ I replied. 

‘Why don’t you join us? We are going to Pashupatinath temple,’ she 
said.

‘Yes, please join us,’ Nusrat said. 

I looked at Saira. Our eyes met. ‘Please join us,’ she said. 

‘Ladies, it will be my pleasure,’ I said. 

‘We’ll leave at 11 a. m,’ khala said. 

I danced with the ladies several times that evening. The party broke 
up around eleven. 

Saturday, 20th May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA’S DAIRY):

Dear Diary,

Tonight we celebrated khala’s birthday. It has got late therefore I’ll tell 
you what happened in short. Sahebji joined us in the celebration. He 
was so sweet. We had not ordered a cake but Sahebji had ordered 
one. We danced and drank champagne. Yes, you heard correctly,      
c h a m p a g n e. 

We came up to our room twenty minutes back. We all changed and 
got into bed. Soon Saira and khala were fast asleep.

‘Shazia, mera khayal hai ki Sahebji khala ko bhi chodega (I think 
Sahebji is going to fuck khala also),’ Nusrat whispered.

‘Chodene de. Khala ki choot hai jiss marzi se chudwaye (Let him fuck 
her. It is khala’a cunt she can have it fucked by anyone she desires),’ 
I replied softly. 

‘Sahebji told me that you told him to fuck khala,’ she asked. 

‘Oh that! I’ll tell you what happened. When I visited him the first time I 
pretended to be Shabnam. You remember Razia’s daughter,’ I said. 

‘Yes, I remember,’ Nusrat said, nodding. 

‘Well I said that I am Shabnam and he should fuck me,’ I said. 

‘My God! You asked him to fuck you but why?’ she said. 

‘Because I wanted him to fuck me. Well to cut the story short when I 
asked him to fuck me he replied that as he cannot because he has 
not fucked my mother yet. I replied that my mother is not here but he 
is welcome to fuck my khala,’ I explained.

‘I see,’ Nusrat said. 

‘Forget khala. Did you see how your friend Saira was dancing?’ I 
asked. 

‘Yes I saw. What will I tell her parents if Sahebji deflowers her?’ 
Nusrat asked. 

‘Tujhe iss se kya matlab. Choot usski hai aur ma baap bhi usske 
hain. Wohi khud unhain samajhayegi (How does it concern you? It is 
her cunt and her parents. She will explain to them herself),’ I said.

‘But she is travelling with us. Don’t we have some moral obligation?’ 
Nusrat asked. 

‘Yes but one does not meet a man like Sahebji everyday. I say let her 
enjoy herself,’ I giggled. 

Just then khala said, ’You girls are still talking? Go to sleep otherwise 
you won’t be able get up to go for jogging.’ 

‘Good night. I am going to sleep,’ Nusrat said.

‘Good night Nusrat and like me dream of Sahebji’s big cock going in 
and out of your choot,’ I giggled. 

Sunday, 21st May: 

Next morning Shazia and Nusrat came to my suite at six sharp. After 
I had fucked them once each, I said, ‘Nusrat my dear, get on all four.’ 

‘Sahebji, aapne abhi tak iss ki gaand nahin maari (Sahebji, you have 
not fucked her in her ass hole yet),’ Shazia asked

‘Nahin per ab maarunga (No but I am going to fuck her in the ass 
hole now),’ I replied, ‘Come on Nusrat turn around and get on all 
four.’  

Nusrat looked enquiringly at Shazia. ‘Sahebji ne meri bhi gaand 
maari hai. Sirf shuru shuru main dard hogi phir mazaa hee mazza 
(Sahebji has fucked me in the ass hole also. It’ll pain in the beginning 
then you’ll only pleasure),’ Shazia said. 

Nusrat got into gaand (asshole) fuck position. ‘She has studied your 
stories well,’ Shazia giggled, ‘look at her, face pressed down on the 
pillow and her bum in the air.’ 

‘Shazia, take some vaseline,’ I said, ‘you apply on my cock while I 
prepare her ass hole.’

As I insert first one then two fingers in Nusrat’a ass hole to make the 
inside tube slippery Nusrat moaned, ‘Oh it feels so nice.’ 

‘Abhi tau Sahebji ne ungali daali hai tab yeh haal hai soch jab woh 
apna lund teri gaand main gusserdenge tab kitna mazaa aayaega 
(Think if the fingers feel so nice then how will it feel when Sahebji 
shoves in cock inside your ass hloe),’ Shazia said. 

I placed my cock on her back door and pressed. ‘AAWWWAAA  
STOP SAHEBJI STOP. YOU ARE HURTING ME,’ Nusrat shouted. 

I felt her ass hole opening. ‘Relax, teri gaand khulne wali hai (Relax, 
your ass hole is opening),’ I panted. 

‘AAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE,’ she screamed as her 
sphincter snapped open and half my cock was buried in her ass hole. 
I slowly moved in and out till my balls were resting on her cunt. 

‘OH SAHEBJI TAKE OUT YOUR COCK. IT IS VERY PAINFUL,’ she 
said loudly. 

‘Relax Nusrat, the pain will subside in no time,’ Shazia said. 

‘HAI ALLAH MAIN KAHAN PHASS GAYI (GOD WHAT HAVE I GOT 
INTO),’ Nusrat complained. 

‘Is it still very painful?’ Shazia asked. 

‘No, it is much better now,’ she said. 

I started to move my cock in and out of her asshole slowly and 
simultaneously rubbing her choot. ‘OH,’ she groaned with each 
inward movement of my cock. I continued to fuck her asshole in 
steady rhythm. 

‘OH SAHEBJI,’ she moaned after sometime. 

‘You are enjoying it now aren’t you?’ Shazia giggled. 

‘HAAN BAHUT MAZAA AA RAHA HAI,’ she moaned loudly. 

My sperm was rising. I increased the speed of my in and out 
movement. I stroked her hard and fast. 

‘SAHEBJI, FASTER. Y…HESS Y…HEESSS. HARDER SAHEBJI 
HARDER. OH OHHHHH I AMMM COOMMMIIINNNNGGGGG,’ she 
screamed as I spurted my load into her backside. 

‘Shazia, it was wonderful,’ Nusrat panted embracing her.

Then I fucked Shazia in her asshole. ‘See you at breakfast,’ they said 
while leaving with their cunt and asshole full of my jism. 

Sunday, 21st May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA’S DAIRY):

Dear Dairy,

We were all very excited about going to Pashupatinath Temple. We 
ate our breakfast but there was no sign of Sahebji. 

‘I hope he hasn’t forgotten that he promised to go with us,’ khala 
murmured. 

‘No he’ll come,’ Saira said confidently. 

After breakfast we waited for Sahebji in the lobby. It was ten o’clock 
by the clock in the lobby. 

Suddenly Saira shouted, ‘There he is. Didn’t I tell you that he will 
come.’ 

We were all looking at the lifts but Saira pointed towards the 
entrance. We all turned towards the main door and saw Sahebji 
approaching us with long strides. 

‘Sorry ladies, I had to call my office urgently,’ he said slightly out of 
breath. 

‘No problem,’ khala said, ‘Shall we board the bus?’ 

‘I must apologize. I won’t be able to go with you today,’ Sahebji said. 

‘But you promised,’ Saira said pouting. 

‘Yes Saira I had promised but something important has come up,’ 
Sahebji replied, ‘Mr. Rana, the owner of this hotel, has invited me to 
lunch at his residence.’

‘Come with us today you can eat lunch with him any other day,’ 
Nusrat said. 

‘I would have liked to but Mr. Rana has called three or four noted 
industrialists of Nepal and wants me to meet them. They have seen 
my work and liked it. This meeting might help me get an assignment 
or two here,’ Sahebji explained. 

‘Girls, don’t be angry with him. It is important for him to meet these 
people,’ khala said, ‘By what time will you return?’ 

‘About three in the afternoon,’ Sahebji saiud. ‘It’ll be too late to join 
us,’ khala said. 

‘I’ll tell you what. Tomorrow we’ll go on a picnic to a place where you 
can have a magnificent view of the Himalayas. If we are lucky then 
we might even see the Mount Everest also,’ Sahebji said, ‘What do 
you say?’ 

We agreed. ‘Good. We’ll leave at ten tomorrow,’ Sahebji said, ‘Now I 
must leave. See you later.’ 

‘Come on girls we’ll wait in our room,’ khala said. 

‘You go ahead. I’ll browse in the book shop,’ Saira said. 

Khala, Nusrat and I went up to our room. Suddenly khala started to 
groan as if she was in pain. 

‘Are you all right?’ Nusrat asked. 

‘Oh my head. It is hurting very much,’ khala said holding her head in 
her hands. 

‘Shall I rub some balm?’ I asked. 

‘Yes please. Shazia you are a good girl,’ khala groaned. Nusrat and I 
applied balm on her head by turns. 

‘How did it start paining so suddenly?’ Nusrat asked. 

‘I suffer from acute attacks of migraine,’ khala said, ‘don’t worry I’ll be 
all right by evening.’ 

‘What about Pashupatinath Temple?’ I asked. 

‘You all go. I’ll rest here,’ khala replied.

‘Khala, Nusrat can go I’ll stay with you,’ I said. 

‘No darling, you also go. I promise I’ll be all right,’ khala said. 

‘Are you sure?’ Nusrat asked. 

‘Yes, I just require some sleep and rest,’ khala replied. 

When Nusrat and I were going towards the lift, Nusrat said, ‘Poor 
khala. What a time to suffer an attack of migraine. She was looking 
forward to visiting Pashupatinatth Temple.’ 

‘She doesn’t suffer from migraine,’ I replied sarcastically. 

‘Then why is she pretending?’ Nusrat asked. 

‘Sahebji se chuwane ke liye aur kiss liye (To be fucked by Sahebji 
that’s why),’ I replied. 

‘You mean…’ Nusrat said leaving the sentence unfinished. 

‘Yes my dear. In the morning she was looking forward to visiting 
Pashupatinath Temple but as soon as she heard that Sahebji is not 
coming with us she hatched this plan,’ I chuckled, ‘I bet she will be all 
right by evening.’ 

‘Tune hee tau kaha tha unki choot hai jiss marzi se chudwaye (You 
only said that it is her cunt she can get it fucked by anyone she 
desires,’ Nusrat laughed, ‘But tell me how would we know that 
Sahebji has fucked her.’

‘From small little things. You will see for yourself,’ I replied. 

‘How do you know?’ Nusrat asked.

‘I have seen her after a fuck before,’ I replied. 

‘You have? How do you know who fucks her who doesn’t?’ Nusrat 
asked. 

‘I know,’ I giggled. 

‘Tell, tell,’ Nusrat said excitedly. 

‘Not now later. Let’s go down. Your friend will be getting restless,’ I 
said.

‘Where is khala? We must board the bus. It is getting late,’ Saira said 
when we met up with her. 

‘She is not feeling well. She has asked us to go ahead,’ Nusrat said. 

‘Shouldn’t one us stay with her?’ Saira said. 

‘We offered to stay but she insisted that she’ll be fine and we should 
go head,’ I said.

Sunday, 21st May: 

After lunch I returned to my room around 2. 30. I had just finished 
changing into something comfortable when the bell rang. When I 
opened the door I was surprised to see Khala about to ring the bell 
again. 

‘Khala, what are you doing here? Don’t tell me you guys are back 
already?’ I asked surprised. 

‘May I come in?’ she said. 

‘Sorry, please come in,’ I said. She came in and I closed the door. 

‘I didn’t go because I was not feeling well,’ she said. 

‘I am sorry to hear that. How are you feeling now?’ I asked. 

‘I am feeling feverish and whole of my body is paining,’ she said 
moving very close to me, ‘maybe you can give me some medicine for 
it.’  

I looked at her. The naughty glint in her eyes was inviting me to 
embrace her. I decided to take the plunge. I gathered her in my arms 
and squeezed her to me. She let her body loose and pressed her 
crotch against my fast stiffening cock. 

‘Sahebji, what are you doing? Please release me,’ she said without 
moving. 

‘Nothing, just pressing your aching body,’ I said with a straight face, 
’let me see if you have any fever?’ 

I placed my hand on her forehead. ‘I can’t tell for sure but if you come 
into my bedroom then I can take your temperature with my special 
thermometer,’ I suggested. 

When we were in the bedroom, I said, ‘Please take off your clothes.’ 

‘What, get naked in front of you? I’ll die with shame,’ she said. 

‘Don’t feel shy. Think of me as your doctor. My special thermometer 
works best if the patient is naked. For your information all my patients 
undress first before I take their temperature,’ I said with a straight 
face. 

‘I can imagine that,’ she giggled and started to undress. 

When she was naked I looked at her naked body. Her large boobs 
were firm with minimal sag. The nipples were hard and erect with 
excitement. She had no hair on her choot. She had shaved her choot 
just before coming because I got a whiff of the perfume she had used 
on it. I could see her hard erect clit peeping out from her lower lips. 

As I stood admiring her naked beauty, she said, ‘Please Sahebji, I am 
cold.’ 

‘Sorry, I was admiring you beautiful body. Khala, please sit down on 
the bed. I’ll take a minute,’ I said taking off my clothes and freeing my 
raging cock, in all its glory, from the confine of my underpants. 

When she saw my erection her eyes widened with surprise and 
exclaimed, ‘Hai Allah, yeh laurda hai ki ek hathiyar? (My God, it this a 
cock or a weapon?)’ 

‘I hope you like my thermometer because this is the only one I have,’ 
I said smiling, ‘Now open your mouth wide.’

Khala opened her mouth. ‘Wider, khala, wider, good,’ I said pushing 
my stiff member into her mouth and added, ‘now suck till it gets soft.’ 

She caught my cock with both her hands and started to suck it 
greedily. 

She was an expert. She licked my cock from its hairy roots to the 
head. She twirled her tongue around its head. She licked my thighs 
and gently squeezing my crown jewels. She kept switching from one 
operation to the other. 

Soon a big drop of pre cum appeared on the tip of my cock. Suddenly 
her tongue appeared from nowhere and flicked away the drop of pre 
cum. After a while she took my cock in her mouth and commenced to 
suck it. 

‘OH khala, it feels sooo good,’ I moaned closing my eyes to enjoy the 
sensation her warm mouth was producing. 

Soon I felt my sperm rising. My cock became bigger and harder. 
Khala was too experienced not to notice it. She released my cock and 
went to work on my thighs and my nuts. 

‘OH WHY HAVE YOU STOPPED?’ I moaned. 

Khala started to suck my cock again after giving my sperm few 
minutes to settle down. Just as I was about to cum she stopped. She 
did this a couple of times. I wanted to cum desperately. 

Next time when I was about to cum, I caught her head and shouted, 
‘Y…hes khala go on. Don’t stop. I am about to cum.’ 

She stopped and started to lick the length of my cock. She put her 
hand around my buttocks and inserting one finger in my asshole 
started to finger fuck it.   

‘OH KHALA, GO ON, IT FEELS GREAT,’ I screamed in ecstasy. 

Suddenly she pushed in another finger in my asshole and continued 
to finger fuck me. I was determined to cum this time. I caught her 
head in my hands and moved my hips back. She continued to suck 
my cock while her fingers fucked my asshole and I was fucking her 
mouth. 

‘FASTER KHALA FASTER.  ‘Y…HESSS. I AM ABOUT TO CUM. 
OH, OH MY GOD I AMMM COOOMMMMINNNG,’ I screamed and 
started to spurt my-cum into khala’s mouth. 

Khala kept pumping my asshole with her fingers while I came and 
came. She made a valiant effort to swallow my-cum as fast as I shot 
it into her mouth but could not keep pace. Some of my cum escaped 
from the side of her mouth and rolling down her chin, fell on the 
carpet. 

She continued to suck till my fast diminishing erection had nothing 
more to give. 

‘Where did you learn to give a blow job like this?’ I said gasping for 
breath. 

‘I’ll tell you later. What does your thermometer show? Do I have 
fever?’ she panted. 

‘I’ll have to take the temperature of your lower mouth also before I 
can tell whether you have fever or not,’ I said gasping for breath. 

‘You are most welcome do so,’ she giggled lying flat on the bed. 

I lay down next to her. I kissed her and I ran my fingers between her 
lower lips while she moved the fore skin of my limp cock up and 
down. 

I kissed her on her lips, nibbled her ear and then suckled her erect 
nipples. She kept moaning, ‘Oh Sahebji’, ‘Oh Sahebji’. 

I kissed and licked my way towards her cunt. I paused briefly enroute 
to rotate my tongue in her navel. Reaching her cunt I licked her 
swollen cunt lips. 

‘Oh Sahebji, it feels sooooo good,’ she moaned, raising her hips and 
pressed her cunt against my lips. 

I licked and sucked her swollen clit. Suddenly I took her hard clit 
between my teeth and bit lightly on it. 

‘OWW, IT HURTS BUT IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD. DON’T STOP. 
GO ON Y…HES GO ON. I AM NEARLY THERE. OH OHHH I AMMM 
COOOMMMMIIIINNNGGGGG,’ she screamed and released a stream 
of warm cunt juice in my mouth. 

Without a pause I continued to eat her pussy. She raised her legs 
and held them aloft exposing her gaping choot hole. I moved lower 
and rimmed her cunt. ‘OH MY GOD, IT FEELS WONDERFUL,’ she 
screamed. Then I shoved my tongue in her lower mouth. 

‘AGHRR,’ she yelped and with a loud sigh came again. 

As I licked her offering, she yelled, ‘MUJHSE AB SAHA NAHIN JATA. 
SAHEBJI, DER MAT KARO. APNA LAURDA MERI BUR MAIN 
GHUSSERD DO (I CAN’T STAND IT ANY MORE. SAHEBJI, DON’T 
DELAY. SHOVE YOUR COCK INTO MY CUNT).’ 

Ignoring her pleas I started to tongue fuck her. After few minutes she 
was on the boil again. 

‘SAHEBJI, FASTER Y…HESSS TONGUE FUCK ME FASTER. OH 
OHHH I AMMM COOMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG,’ she 
screamed. 

I continued to tongue fuck her but she caught me by my hair and tried 
to pull me on her. ‘Sahebji, ab mujhe chodo (Sahebji, fuck me now),’ 
she said gasping for breath. 

I got on top of her. ‘As you wish, my love,’ I said and placing my cock 
at the entrance of her choot pushed in the whole of it in one hard 
stroke. 

‘OWWWA, it hurts,’ she yelped.

I started to move my cock in and out of her dripping choot. I fucked 
her with long slow strokes. I kept varying the length and speed 
constantly. Her moans of pleasure got louder and louder. Her 
bottoms moved in rhythm of my strokes. Suddenly her back arched 
upwards. 

‘HAI ALLAH, MAIN MAR GAYI. HAAN AUR ZOR SE CHODO. HAAN 
AUR TEZ. OH OHH MERA NIKALNE WALA HAI (OH GOD, I AM 
DYING. Y…HESS FUCK ME HARDER. Y…HES FASTER. OH OHH 
I AM ABOUT TO CUM),’ she moaned loudly. 

I continued to fuck her with steady strokes. 

‘Y..HESS  Y..HESSS, SAHEBJI, I AMMM COMMMMIIIINNNNG’ she 
screamed and lay panting. I slowed down to give her time to catch 
her breath.  

‘OH SAHEBJI, DON’T STOP. KEEP MOVING. MAKE ME CUM 
AGAIN,’ she panted bucking her bottoms from below. 

I recommenced the fuck motion. After a few strokes her bottoms 
started to move, keeping rhythm with my in and out strokes. I felt my 
sperm rising and my strokes became shorter and harder. 

‘MY GOD SAHEBJI CONTINUE LIKE THIS. YOU WILL MAKE ME 
CUM AGAIN. ARE YOU COMING ALSO?’ she panted. 

‘Y…hes, I am not too far away also,’ I panted. 

‘FASTER SAHEBJI FASTER AND HARDER. I AM NEARLY THERE. 
Y...HESSS, Y...HESSS I AMM THERE OHHH SAAAHEEEEBJIIIII,’ 
she shouted and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. At this 
moment I also shot my load into her cum thirsty cunt.  

For few minutes we lay kissing savoring the intense sensation we had 
just experienced. As I was about to roll off, she said, ‘No, please not 
yet. Fuck me one more time.’ 

Who was I to object? I started to move my half-stiff cock in and out till 
it was hard again. Then we fucked for the second time. After a long 
satisfying fuck, in which she came four times, I rolled off her. 

I lit a cigarette and khala cuddled up to me. She lay with her head on 
my shoulder twirling the locks of hair growing on my chest between 
her fingers. 

‘Now tell me who taught you to give a blow job like this?’ I asked. 

‘Okay, first let me give some background,’ she said, ‘We are three 
brothers and four sisters. I am the youngest. There is approximately 
eight years gap between my sister, Shazia’s mother, and me. I think I 
was not planned but an accident,’ she chuckled. 

‘A very pretty accident,’ I said squeezing her tits and running my 
fingers through her choot lips. 

‘Whew,’ she exclaimed drawing a sharp breath, ‘Sahebji, if you keep 
touching me like this then I won’t be able to concentrate on what I’m 
telling you.’ 

‘Sorry, proceed,’ I said. ‘I was only eight when Shazia’s mother got 
married. My brother in laws house was not far from our house. I kept 
flitting in and out of aapa’s (sister) house. Aapa got pregnant within 
couple of months of marriage. Unfortunately she had a very trouble 
some pregnancy and spent most of her time in bed. 

During one of these visits Murad bhai, my brother in law, used to kiss 
me and suck my lips. I liked it and visited aapa only when Murad bhai 
was at home. One day he sat me on his lap and while kissing me 
started to rub my bur (cunt) through my panties. 

I protested and tried to get free. He sealed my lips with his and 
continued to masturbate me till I experienced my first orgasm. 
Rubbing my cunt became a regular feature of my visits. With time he 
ate my pussy and taught me all I know about sucking a cock. 

‘Kya Murad bhai ne teri choot phardi? (Did Murad bhai deflower 
you?)’ I asked. 

‘No, he didn’t. I used to beg him to fuck me but he didn’t even put his 
small finger in my choot,’ she replied. 

‘Then who deflowered you?’ I asked. 

‘I was a virgin when I got married and my husband took my cherry on 
our wedding night,’ she said, ‘After a few months of marriage we 
realized that we were deeply in love with each other. 

‘Then why did he divorce you?’ I asked. 

‘Even after ten years of marriage I didn’t give a child. My in laws 
started pestering him to marry again. Just to please then he saw 
many girls. One day he succumbed to the charms of a sixteen-year-
old girl. He told me that he is getting married again. I was not 
prepared to share him with another girl. I told him that first he should 
divorce me then marry the girl.’ 

‘My husband didn’t want to but I insisted. My husband was a rich 
man. He wanted me to be happy. Therefore as compensation he 
gave me a house and settled a liberal monthly allowance from one of 
his many Trusts. In addition to this he gave me a large amount of 
money for any emergency. This is whole story,’ she said. 

‘Who fucks you now?’ I asked. 

‘You want to know a lot,’ she giggled. 

‘Please khala, tell me,’ I said. 

‘After the divorce I was a rich woman. I didn’t know what to do. I had 
never handled money in my life. Aapa suggested that Murad bhai is 
quite knowledgeable in matters of investments he will advice you. My 
new house was just a couple street away and Murad bhai dropped in 
when returning from his work.’ 

After couple of months or so he said, ‘Ameena, maine pahele tujhe 
nahin choda kyon ki teri bur kori thi lakin ab main tujhe chodena 
chahata hoon (I didn’t fuck you earlier because you were a virgin but 
now I want to fuck you).’ 

‘I was also horny. Without a word I got up and went to my bedroom. 
Murad bhai followed me. Since that day Murad bhai fucks me 
regularly,’ khala said.

‘Is he the only one fucking you or someone else also?’ I asked. 

‘You want to know all my secrets,’ she laughed, ‘Yes, there is a 
couple I’m very friendly with.’ 

‘Come on tell me,’ I asked. 

‘Mr. and Mrs. Khan, a childless couple in their late thirties were my 
next door neighbors. After I shifted in Mrs. Khan came to welcome 
me. With time we became friends and then lovers. One afternoon 
when Khan sahiba and I were eating each other’s pussy, Khan sahib 
discovered us. He joined in the fun also,’ khala said. 

‘Does Murad bhai know about the Khans and vice versa?’ I asked. 

‘God forbid. Murad bhai would kill me if he knew,’ she said touching 
her ears, ‘enough now fuck me.’ 

‘Just one more question then I’ll fuck you,’ I said, 

‘Have any of the three men fucked you in the ass hole?’ I asked. 

‘All three of them,’ she giggled, ‘my husband fucked me in my ass 
hole during my period. Murad bhai loves fucking my asshole because 
my sister does not allow him to fuck hers and you know about 
pathans. They are partial to assholes by birth.’ 

‘Yes but of young boys not girls,’ I laughed. ‘Khan Sahib loves fucking 
an asshole. He does not care whether it belongs to a boy or a girl.’ 
she laughed, ‘maybe this is the reason they have no children.’ 

‘You mean Khan sahiba is still a virgin?’ I asked. 

‘Of course not, I was joking. The truth is that Khan Sahib prefers to 
fuck his wife in her asshole rather than her cunt,’ she replied, ‘enough 
now fuck me.’

‘Ab main teri gaand maaroonga (I will but in your ass hole),’ I said. 

End of part 2.

To be continued…


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