IT HAPPENED IN KHATMANDU

(Part 3)

By Sahebji

Before I start the next part I would like to repeat the last few lines of part 2.

‘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 ass
hole. 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.

Now for part 3:

Sunday, 21st May (continued):

‘Theek hai lakin apna laurda dheere se meri gaand main gusserdna kyon ki woh
bahut mota hai (All right but insert your cock gently in my asshole because it is
very thick.’

‘Of course,’ I said.

She got into gaand fuck position. I applied vaseline on her asshole. Then placing
my cock on her back door I lunged forward.

‘AAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIEEEEEEEE,’ she screamed as my cock was buried to the
hilt inside her butt.

‘SAHEBJI, I SAID GENTLY,’ she groaned.

‘Why gently? Your gaand is very experienced,’ I laughed and commenced to fuck
her.

After five minutes or so she screamed, ‘SAHEBJI, FUCK ME FASTER AND
HARDER. Y…HESSS RUB MY CHOOT. OH OHHH Y…HESSSSSSSSSS,’ and
came. Few strokes later I spurted my seed in her asshole.

I lit a cigarette and she lay playing with my tool. Suddenly she looked at her
watch. ‘Oh my God! It is nearly six. I must go. The girls will be back soon,’ she
exclaimed.

When she was leaving kissing me said, ‘Doctor, you have a formidable
thermometer. My fever is gone.’

‘Ma’am, whenever you feel feverish again just drop in. My thermometer is at your
disposal,’ I replied in the same vein.

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

Dear dairy,

When we entered our room on return from Pashupatinath Temple khala was
sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair and humming a tune. Nusrat
and I looked at each other and smiled.

‘Khala, how are you now?’ Saira inquired.

‘I’m feeling fine. I have slept all day and just finished having a shower. How was
your trip?’ she said. Saira went into a long explanation.

While Saira was describing our trip, I whispered to Nusrat, ‘Lagta hai Sahebji ne
khala ko dono taraf se bahut choda (It seems Sahebji has fucked several times
from both sides).’

‘Tera matlab hai Sahebji ne khala gaand bhi maari hai? (You mean to say that
Sahebji has fucked her also in her asshole?’ Nusrat asked.

‘Sahebji fucks not only us but everyone in their asshole,’ I said.

‘What are you two whispering about?’ Khala asked.

‘We were just saying how rested and relaxed you look,’ I said.

‘Yes, my dear. I really required this rest. It is like it has rejuvenated me,’ khala
smiled.

While eating dinner, I asked, winking at Nusrat,’ Khala, may I have a glass of
wine?’

‘Of course, what about you two? Shazia, order one glass for me also,’ she replied
still lost in her own world. I looked meaningfully at Nusrat. When we were half
way through our meal Sahebji dropped in.

‘Sahebji, take a chair and have dinner with us,’ khala said.

‘No thank you I’m in a hurry. I stopped by only to confirm tomorrow’s program. Is
it still on?’ Sahebji said.

‘Of course, we are looking forward to it.’ khala replied.

‘Okay. We’ll leave around ten. Please be ready,’ he said and waving good night
went off.

When we were in bed I asked Nusrat, ‘What do you say? Has she been fucked
silly or not?’

‘I think so otherwise she would not have never permitted us to drink two glasses
of wine,’ Nusrat giggled.

‘Three down one more to go,’ I giggled.

‘One more? You mean Saira? She will never surrender her virginity to Sahebji. I
have heard her say on many occasions that her cherry is the property of her
husband to be and she’ll save it for him,’ Nusrat whispered back.

‘One doesn’t know what will happen. Just think, first I ask a person I’d just met to
fuck me. Then you let him deflower you and now he has fucked khala also. I say
there is something in the air here,’ I whispered.

‘Strange isn’t it?’ Nusrat said, ‘but I don’t think Saira will let Sahebji pop her
cherry.’

‘We’ll see,’ I said and decided to keep an eye on Saira.

Monday, 22nd May:

Shazia and Nusrat came to my suite in the morning. After I fucked them once
each Sahzia said, ‘Sahebji, did you fuck khala yesterday?’

‘Did you like her choot?’ Nusrat giggled.

I did not like to kiss and tell. Therefore I said, ‘Kissne kaha ki maine khala ko
choda hai (Who said that I have fucked khala?)’

‘No one it is our guess,’ Shazia said hesitatingly.

‘Didn’t khala stay back to get her cunt plugged by your big cock?’ Nusrat asked.

‘Let me ask you something. If Khala, Saira or for that matter a stranger asks me if
I had fucked you two then I should tell them?’ I said.

‘Of course not,’ Shazia shot back.

‘No definitely not. Khala would kill us,’ Nusrat exclaimed.

‘Then let us worry our own choot not others,’ I said, ‘who is next?’

After I fucked them once each they left.

We all met at breakfast. The hotel had packed a lunch hamper for us. I had
rented a car. We loaded the lunch hamper in the car and drove off. We were all
in a good mood especially the girls. They told jokes and anecdotes. Laughing
and singing we reached our destination in about ninety minutes. When we
arrived there were two cars already parked there.

‘Ladies, we are here,’ I said.

‘Where is the grand view you promised?’ Shazia asked.

‘Yeah, I can’t see any mountains,’ Nusrat giggled.

‘You have to climb to top of this hill to see the view,’ I explained.

‘How mean? You didn’t tell us that we’ll have to climb a mountain,’ Saira said.

‘You have heard the saying, “no gain without pain” and it is a hill not a mountain.
I assure you when you reach the top then you’ll be rewarded by the most
fantastic view,’ I said.

‘How long we’ll have to climb?’ Shazia asked.

‘I guess about one hour and thirty minutes,’ I said.

‘Come on girls let us start,’ khala said.

‘What about our lunch basket?’ Nusrat asked.

‘If one of you helps me carry the basket then we can picnic on the top otherwise
we eat when we come down,’ I said.

‘We’ll eat on the top,’ they decided.

‘Okay, we’ll carry it together. You hold one end by turns and I’ll hold the other,’ I
said.

When we were half way up Saira twisted her ankle. With the help of Nusrat she
hobbled to a shady spot under a tree and sat down. ‘I can’t walk any more,’ she
wailed with tears in her eyes.

‘You three go and I’ll stay behind and keep poor Saira company,’ khala said.

‘Khala, if you permit I’ll stay with Saira. I have seen the view before and you
haven’t. It is really worth seeing,’ I said.

Khala started to protest but Shazia cut her short, saying, ‘Sahebji is right. Let him
stay with Saira. You yourself said that he won’t eat her. Saira is a big girl. She
can take care of herself.’ Saira blushed.

‘I didn’t mean it that way,’ khala protested.

‘Nor did I,’ Shazia said ‘We’ll leave the lunch basket here and eat lunch when we
come back.’

‘Don’t you dare eat our share of the lunch,’ Nusrat laughed.

‘Is it hurting a lot?’ I asked when they had left.

‘Yes, Sahebji, I can hardly bear it. Look it has started to swell,’ Saira replied.

‘Oh that reminds me,’ I said and on searching my pockets found the bottle of
Arnica 30, a homeopathic medicine.

‘Here eat these,’ I said measuring counting out six pills.

‘What is this?’ Saira asked.

‘They are magic pills. They will mitigate the pain and your ankle won’t swell,’ I
said.

‘How do I take them? With Water?’ Saira asked.

‘No, just put then in your mouth and they will melt on their own,’ I said.

‘Oh they are sweet,’ Saira said.

After ten minutes I asked, ‘How is the pain?’

‘It is better,’ she conceded.

‘I told you. They are magic pills. I always carry them with me on holidays,’ I said.

‘Thank you, Sahebji, thank you. I already had visions of spending the rest of the
holidays in bed,’ she said extending her hand.

I took her hand in mine and said, ‘In our family there is a traditional way to thank
a friend.’

‘What is your family’s traditional way to thank a friend?’ she asked innocently. I
bent forward and kissed her tenderly on her lips.

‘Why did you kiss me?’ she asked without moving away.

‘I didn’t kiss you. I only showed you our family’s way to thank a friend,’ I smiled. ‘

‘You are a bad man,’ she laughed.

Encouraged by the fact that did not create a scene I gathered her in my arms and
kissed her again. At first she struggled a little but then she melted in my arms
and kissed me back. When the kiss broke, she panted, ‘Why did you kiss me
now?’

‘You won’t be angry if I tell you,’ I said. She shook her head.

‘Saira, you are so beautiful. I wanted to kiss you the moment I laid eyes on you,’ I
said.

‘You flatterer, you say this to every woman you meet. You said the same thing to
khala the other night,’ she replied with a twinkle in her eyes.

‘You know that I meant you not khala,’ I said.

‘Yes I know,’ she giggled.

‘Take one more dose of the magic pills and I guarantee that by tomorrow your
ankle will be as good as new,’ I said.

‘Really! If it happens then I’ll give you anything you want,’ she said.
Unconsciously she placed her hands in front of her choot as if to protect it should
I ask her for it.

‘What would you like?’ she said.

I looked towards her cunt. She blushed prettily and waited for my answer with
increasing nervousness. ‘I would like you to take a walk with me alone,’ I said.
She sighed in relief and her naughty smile was back on her lips. ‘Okay, wish
granted,’ she giggled.

‘Thank you,’ I said.

‘That is no way to thank me. Won’t you thank me traditional way?’ she said
pouting her lips and raising her face.

‘Of course, I will,’ I replied and gathering her in my arms kissed her passionately.
She kissed me back with the same fervor.

‘Oh SSji,’ she moaned when the kiss broke.

‘SSji?’ I said raising my eyebrow.

‘It is a short form of Saheb Sahebji. I think of you as SSji. I hope you don’t mind
my,’ she said blushing.

‘Not at all,’ I replied kissing her again.

Now I kissed Saira when I wanted without any objection from her. Once while
kissing her I squeezed her shapely tits. Immediately she caught my hand and
broke the kiss.

‘Aapne meri chuchi kyon dabayi? (Why did you press my boobs?)’ she asked
with a hurt look.

‘I was only doing what I was told,’ I said with a straight face.

‘Doing as you were told? I never said you could squeeze my titties?’ she said
getting angry.

‘No you didn’t but they did,’ I said pointing to her boobs, ‘since we met they are
saying to me “we are so pretty and well shaped, why don’t you squeeze us. Yes,
Sahebji, go ahead we would like that” so not wanting to insult them I pressed
your boobs,’ I grinned.

‘You are a bad man,’ Saira laughed, then suddenly becoming serious added,
‘SSji, please don’t. I would like to think of you as a good friend.’

After this I kissed her only and resisted the temptation to touch her boobs. Once
when we were kissing we heard a loud ‘AHEM’. Breaking the kiss we turned
around and saw Shazia watching us.

‘Sorry, I made you break your kiss,’ Shazia laughed.

‘We were not kissing,’ Saira replied with feigned indignation, ‘something had
fallen in my eye and SS… I mean Sahebji was taking it out.’

‘Likely story,’ Shazia giggled, ‘if you like you may kiss him again. Sorry I should
have said let him take out “something from your eye” before the others come. I’ll
look the other side.’

Saira blushed and looked away. Few minutes later khala and Nusrat joined us.

‘How was the view?’ I asked unpacking the lunch hamper.

‘It was breathtaking. I haven’t seen such a grand view before,’ khala said.

‘Were you able to see the Mount Everest?’ I asked.

‘Unfortunately no. It was covered with clouds,’ Nusrat said.

‘Pity, I thought that you may see it today because it is a clear day,’ I said.

‘Never mind but what we saw was magnificent,’ Shazia said.

During lunch khala, Shazia and Nusrat talked only of the view of the Himalayan
range and Saira maintained an embarrassed silence.
Shazia and I tried to involve her in our talks but she replied in monosyllables.

After lunch we prepared to leave. ‘Khala, if you can manage the hamper I’ll help
Saira down?’ I said.

‘Don’t worry, we’ll manage. You look after Saira,’ khala replied.

I put my arm around Saira and lifted her on her feet. She could not put weight on
her ankle but sort of hop with my support. ‘You go ahead. We’ll follow at a much
slower pace,’ I said.

Khala and Nusrat started the descent carrying the hamper between them.

‘Kiss as much as you like. I won’t look back,’ Shazia giggled and hurried off after
them.

Poor Saira, she turned beet root red at her suggestion. ‘Don’t mind her. She is
just pulling your leg,’ I said kissing her.

Our progress was slow. Every now and then I would kiss Saira. ‘Please SSji, they
will see us,’ Saira protested.

‘They won’t. They are too busy talking,’ I said kissing her again.

Every few minutes I had to renew my grip on Saira because she kept slipping.
Once when she slipped I grabbed her tits. ‘SSJI, DON’T!’ Saira protested loudly.

‘Shh, they’ll hear,’ I said squeezing her boobs, ‘this way I’ll have some thing to
hold on to and you wouldn’t keep slipping.’

‘You are a bad man,’ Saira laughed and let my hand be.

Now I could squeeze her titties when I wanted. I kept kissing her and pressing
her boobs at regular intervals. We soon arrived at the bottom of the hill and after
loading the car drove back to the hotel.

I helped Saira to her room. ‘Take six pills every four hours,’ I said giving her the
bottle, ‘I’ll see if I have an ointment for applying on the ankle.’

I went up to the suite and after locating the ointment, I returned to their room.
‘Khala, rub this ointment on her ankle every four hours,’ I said to her, ‘Saira’s
ankle will be as good as new by tomorrow.’

Khala started to apply the ointment on Saira’s ankle and I returned to my room.
Ten minutes later the bell rang. khala was at the door.

‘Good that you have come,’ I said letting her in, ‘I was getting bored.’

‘Let us fuck. I don’t have much time. I must return soon,’ she said undressing.

‘How did you manage to get away?’ I asked joining her in bed.

‘I told them I am going down to the coffee shop,’ khala said, ‘mujhe phata phat
chodo mere pas time nahin hai (Fuck me quickly. I don’t have much time).’

After a most satisfying fuck, I asked, lighting a cigarette, ‘What are the others
doing?’

‘Saira is in bed nursing her ankle. Shazia and Nusrat are asleep. Poor girls, they
were very tired. You know that they get up very early to go jogging,’ khala said, ‘I
must leave now,’ and got up.

‘Khala ruko. Mujhe ek baari aur chodene do phir chali jaana (Khala wait. Let me
fuck you one more time then you can go),’ I said.

‘Apna lund zaldi se kharda karo nahin tau main ja rahi hoon (Make your cock
hard quickly otherwise I am going),’ khala said.

‘Sweetheart, what I the hurry?’ I said pulling her back into bed, ‘Let me finish my
cigarette first.’

After I had banged her the second time, she left.

When I was eating dinner I saw Shazia and Nusrat enter the dinning room. I
waved to them to join me. They came and settled down. ‘Where are the other
two?’ I asked.

‘Saira is in bed and khala didn’t want to leave her alone, therefore she is eating in
the room.’

‘Is Saira feeling any better?’ I asked.

‘Thanks to your magic pills she is much better. Now she can hobble around in the
room,’ Shazia said.

‘I think she’ll be okay by tomorrow,’ Nusrat said, ‘Sahebji, may we have a some
wine?’

‘Sure but within reason,’ I said.

‘What is your program tomorrow?’ I asked when we had finished our meal.

‘We haven’t decided yet but one program is certain,’ Nusrat giggled.

‘Which is?’ I inquired innocently.

‘That we’ll go jogging in the morning,’ Shazia laughed.

‘I’ll look forward to it,’ I replied.

Tuesday, 23rd May:

The next morning Shazia and Nusrat came as promised. I fucked them two times
each then they left.

On the way to breakfast I stopped in the girls room. Saira was limping around the
room. ‘How is the patient?’ I asked.

‘I am feeling much better,’ Saira said, ‘I’ll be fit by evening.’

‘Aren’t you coming down for breakfast?’ I asked.

‘No, I’ll eat here,’ Saira said.

‘Where are the others?’ I said taking her in my arms.

‘Not here. Khala is the bathroom. She can come out any time,’ she said freeing
herself from my arms.

‘Meet me by the book shop at six in the evening,’ I whispered. She nodded. Just
the khala emerged from the bathroom.

‘Hello Sahebji, what are you doing here?’ she asked.

‘I stopped by to ask how the patient is doing,’ I replied.

‘She is fine. khala said. Then I took my leave.

When I entered the dinning room I spotted Shazia and Nusrat. I joined them.

I didn’t see any of them the whole morning. In the afternoon khala came to my
room for her daily cum shot. ‘How is Saira?’ I asked.

‘Thanks to your magic pills, she is jumping around like a young gazelle,’ khala
giggled.

At six I met Saira. We went for a walk through the exotic flora. The hotel had
provided pathways through them for the guests to walk on and admire these
beauties of nature.

In the next half an hour we walked so deep inside that no one was in sight. I led
her off the path and I took her in my arms. She raised her face and closed her
eyes. I placed my lips on her lips.

Then pulling her to me I started to kiss her passionately. Surprised at intensity of
my passion she struggled to free herself from my grip but after a few seconds her
body melted against mine. Her mouth opened and our tongues fought the battle
of the tongues.

With one arm I held her tightly against my body and with the other hand I pressed
her bottoms to my crotch rubbing my hard on against her choot (cunt). After
several minutes when we came up for air we were gasping for air.

She made no effort to withdraw herself from my arms. I again kissed her but this
time tenderly. She sighed audibly. With my free hand I squeezed her beautiful
boobs.

‘Oh SSji,’ she moaned.

I kept kissing her and kneading her boobs. ‘Saira, I want you. I have wanted you
from the minute I saw you. Please darling, say you’ll be mine,’ I panted.

‘Oh SSji, I love you. I’ve loved you from the moment you came to our table and
presented the rose to khala but looked at me,’ Saira moaned.

We kissed again passionately rubbing our crotches against each other.

‘Please SSji, stop. I am so aroused that you’ll make me lose control and fu…’ she
said but stopped midway blushing and lowering her eyes in embarrassment.

‘Oh darling, me too. Let us go deeper. No one then see us,’ I said trying to lead
her deeper into the foliage.

‘SSji, listen to me. I’ve not done this sort of thing before. I’m a virgin. In my
dreams my lover takes me for the first time in bed. He takes me in his arms and
kisses me. Then undresses me kissing and caressing every part of my body and
so on. SSji, I want to cherish the occasion and not lose my cherry behind a bush,
half dressed and half undressed, like teenager in a hurry,’ Saira said.

‘I respect your wishes,’ I said hiding my disappointment, ‘as I can’t come to your
room for obvious reasons promise that you’ll come to my room tonight.’

‘I promise that I’ll come to your room tonight if I can. SSji, I assure you that I am
as keen to sleep with you as you are with me,’ Saira replied.

At dinner Saira was very quiet. She participated in the conversation in
monosyllables. I watched her covertly. She would look at me, when she thought
nobody saw her, and suddenly smile. Then blush and lower her eyes.

Her behavior augured well. I showered and shaved after dinner. Then lay in bed
waiting for Saira.

Tuesday, 23rd May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA’S DAIRY):

After dinner we came back to our room. We changed and got into bed. ‘Good
night girls, I am going to sleep,’ khala said, and turned over. Few minutes later
she was fast asleep. Soon Nusrat said good night and went to sleep. Saira sat in
bed reading. Half an hour went past and Saira continued to read.

‘I can’t pin point it but my nose tells me that something going on,’ I thought,
‘Normally Saira slept by ten but today at eleven she is wide awake.’

‘Saira, aren’t you going to sleep today,’ I asked.

‘Yes, but little later. I want to finish this book, which I have borrowed from the
hotel library, before we leave,’ she said.

I slid deeper into bed and continued to watch her with half closed eyes. Ten
minutes later she yawned and switching off her reading light lay down to sleep.
Five minutes later I could hear her breathing regularly. I watched her for ten
minutes more then closed my eyes.

Wednesday, 24th May:

Shazia and Nusrat came in the morning. We fucked and they left.

At breakfast I cornered Saira. ‘Why didn’t you come? I waited till one o’clock for
you,’ I said.

‘SSji, I promise I tried. Shazia just won’t go to sleep. At 11.30 I lay down and
pretended to sleep. Unfortunately I fell asleep,’ Saira said. ‘Never mind,’ I said
soothingly, ‘try to come tonight.’

In the afternoon khala came to my room for her. We fucked and she left satisfied.

I waited for Saira but she did not come tonight also.

Thursday, 25th May and Friday, 26th May:

I fucked Shazia and Nusrat in the morning and khala got her her cum shots when
she visited me in the afternoon. I waited for Saira to come but she didn’t come.
Her reason was somebody was awake.

Saturday, 27th May:

Shazia and Nusrat came in the morning. I was so frustrated with Saira that I
fucked them both very hard in their assholes.

‘Sahebji, are you angry with us?’ Shazia said with tears in her eyes.

‘No, my dear, why do you ask?’ I said.

‘Because you’ve never fucked me so hard before,’ she said rubbing her bum.

‘Sahebji, aapne meri gaand itni zor se maari ki woh bechari sooj gayi hai
(Sahebji, you have fucked my asshole so hard that it is swollen),’ Nusrat said,
breaking into tears, ‘I won’t be able to sit or shit for days.’

‘Don’t cry, I am sorry,’ I said kissing them, ‘I was feeling very horny that is why.’

‘We forgive you but never fuck us so hard again especially in our asshole,’ they
replied and left rubbing their bum.

When I went down for breakfast I saw Saira near the bookshop. ‘Why didn’t you
come last night?’ I asked hiding my disappointment.

‘Because of the same old reason. Shazia or Nusrat is awake and I fall asleep,’
Saira said begging forgiveness.

‘I can’t understand this. They get up so early to go jogging. Are they not tired at
night?’ I asked.

‘Because they sleep in the afternoon,’ Saira replied.

‘Okay, if I keep them awake in the afternoon then you think you’ll have a better
chance to come over,’ I asked.

‘Yes, definitely,’ Saira replied.

‘If you don’t come tonight then we’ll have no choice but to go behind the bushes,’
I said.

‘Please Sahebji, I tried,’ Saira said.

‘Do you know what I am going through night after night?’ I asked.

‘Okay, give me one more chance. If I don’t come to your room tonight then I’ll do
what ever you say,’ Saira said.

‘Let us go for breakfast,’ I said.

‘You go. I’ve already eaten,’ she said.

When I entered the dinning room I saw only Shazia and Nusrat. ‘Where are the
others,’ I said sitting down.

‘Khala has gone to see the Reservation Manager and Saira must be outside
somewhere,’ Shazia said.

‘Is something wrong?’ Can I help?’ I asked.

‘I don’t think so…there is khala. She’ll tell you,’ Nusrat said.

Khala sat down and shook her head, ‘Sorry girls, they have absolutely no
vacancy. I think it is time that we start packing.’

Just then Saira joined us. ‘Was the Reservation Manager of any help?’ Saira
asked.

‘No, we’ll have to leave as scheduled,’ khala said.

‘Khala, what is the problem?’ I asked.

‘As we were having a great time we decided to extend our holiday,’ khala said, ‘I
talked to their families and they also agreed but the hotel fully booked. Now we’ll
be leaving tomorrow.’

‘I’ve a room but are you prepared to stay there,’ I asked.

Khala’s face became beetroot red. The three girls giggled at her embarrassment.

‘Sahebji, what are you saying? How can I share a room with you,’ she said
blushing.

‘I didn’t mean that you share my room. The suite has two rooms. I am in one
room and the other one is empty. Are the girls and you willing to sleep there?’ I
said chuckling.

‘Of course, we’ll be too happy. Won’t we girls,’ khala said.

‘Yeah,’ the girls agreed.

‘Khala, what are we waiting for? Let’s go,’ I said pushing back my chair.

‘Where are you going? The office of the Reservation Manager is this way,’ khala
said pointing to the opposite direction.

‘Let’s meet the General Manager. I know him,’ I said guiding her to Mr. Thapa’s
office.

‘Good morning Mr. Sahebji. Hope you are enjoying your stay here?’ Mr. Thapa
said shaking my hand.

‘Do you know…,’ I started to say but stopped as I did not know khala’s name.

‘Of course I know Mrs. Abbas. She is staying here with her beautiful nieces.
Madam, how are you?’ Mr. Thapa said.

‘We have…that is Mrs. Abbas has a small problem,’ I said.

‘Tell me that is why I am here,’ Mr. Thapa said. I explained the problem. I also
told him that we had talked to the Reservation Manager but he said you were
fully booked.

‘Let me talk to him,’ Mr. Thapa said picking up the receiver. He talked him for ten
minutes in local language.

‘I am sorry Mrs. Abbas, we are fully booked. Normally we keep few rooms for our
regular customers but they are also not available. Sorry ma’am,’ Mr. Thapa said
apologetically.

‘May I suggest a solution,’ I said and proceeded to elaborate.

‘I’m willing to pay,’ khala said.

‘Very irregular. We have never done it but in this case I’ll have to check with Mr.
Rana,’ Mr Thapa said, ‘I’ll let you know in an hour.’

On the way back I said, ‘I think Mr. Rana will agree.’

‘Thanks to you,’ khala said.

‘Agar larkiyan doosere kamre main hongi tau hum chudai kaisse karenge? (If the
girls are in the other room then how will we fuck?),’ I asked with a naughty smile.

‘You don’t know me. I’m a very resourceful. I’ll find a way,’ she laughed.

Catching Shazia and Nusrat alone I said, ‘Agar hotel wale maan jaate hain tau
hum chudai kaisse karenge? (It the hotel management agrees then how will we
fuck?’

‘Usska rasta nikal aayega lakin yeh socho agar woh nahin maante hain tau kya
hoga? (We’ll find a way but think what will happen if they don’t agree?)’ Shazia
laughed.

‘You tell me,’ I said.

‘Agar hotel nahin maanta hai tau aap yahan aur hum apne ghar main honge.
Aapka lund lamba hai itna lamba bhi nahin ki hamain yahan se ghar main chode.
Theek hai na? (If the hotel does not agree then you’ll be here and we’ll be in
Lahore. Your cock is long but also not so long that it can fuck us in Lahore from
here. Isn’t it so?)’ Shazia giggled. I nodded.

‘Agar aap ka laurda itna lamba hota tau aap ko khala chodene ki zaroorat nahin
pardti aur aap meri amma ko chod sakte the. Kyon theek hai na? (If your cock
was so long then there would be no need to fuck khala and you could fuck my
mother. Am I right?)’ Shazia said.

‘Right,’ I said.

‘So you confess that you have fucked khala,’ both girls said jumping and
clapping.

‘Nothing of that sort. You didn’t answer my question,’ I said.

‘What’s wrong with early morning? We’ll go jogging here also,’ Nusrat replied.

‘They didn’t see anything wrong but I did. I was planning to fuck Saira. Well I’ll
have get Saira out of my room before they come,’ I thought.

An hour later Mr. Thapa confirmed that it was all right provided they pay 40$ per
day for the extra beds, which they were already paying, and they shift today not
tomorrow. This arrangement was valid till I checked out i.e. on the following
Sunday.

The ladies spent all afternoon shifting their luggage. When they had settled down
in their new room, I said, ‘This calls for a celebration.’

We went to the Himalayan Club for dinner and dance. During dinner Shazia and
Nusrat kept yawning. ‘I am very tired. Shazia, I won’t be able to get up in time to
go jogging,’ Nusrat said suppressing a yawn.

‘I think I’ll pass too,’ Shazia said looking meaningfully at me, ‘I’m also fagged out.’

While dancing with Saira I told her that she wouldn’t get a better opportunity than
this. She promised that come what may she would come to my room that night.
We broke up early as everyone was tired.

I switched off all the lights and left my bedside lamp on. I waited anxiously for
Saira. I looked at my watch. It was 10.30. She should be coming now. Then I
heard a door slam followed by pin drop silence. After ten minutes I head a soft
knock on my door. I jumped out of bed and opened the door. Saira, dressed in a
nightshirt, was standing outside.

‘I’ve come,’ she said blushing shyly.

‘Thank you darling. Don’t stand in the doorway come in,’ I said, ushering her into
the room.

Then gathering her in my arms I kissed her passionately. Our tongues met in the
battle of love. When the kiss broke

‘What was that noise?’ I asked.

‘In my hurry to come to you I slammed the door shut. Immediately I realized that
the noise could have woken someone. Therefore I entered the room again and
got into my bed. When no one stirred for ten minutes I thought it safe and came
to you,’ Saira said.

‘That was very clever of you, my dear,’ I said leading her to bed. I kissed her
again and pulled off her nightshirt amid mild protests from her.

I laid her on the bed and looked at her naked body. Immediately she covered her
cunt with her hands. ‘Please darling, remove your hands. I’ve been waiting to
look at your beautiful body since days,’ I said. At first she hesitated then slowly
removed her hands.

At last Saira, the delicate virgin, lay naked before my eyes. Her eyes tightly shut
with her arm across them. The hard nipples of her shapely tits were pointing
towards the ceiling. Her breasts heaving up and down with the excitement of the
unknown.

Her thighs were pressed together. The lips of her cunt, untouched by man, were
sticking to each other. Even in the dim light of the bedside lamp I could see her
clit, hard and erect, was just peeping through her neatly clipped pubic hair.

‘SSji, please it is cold,’ she said.

‘Sorry darling, I got lost in your beauty,’ I said getting in bed by her side and
taking her in my arms kissed her passionately.

While kissing her ran my fingers between her cunt lips. Her legs widened
automatically. I kissed her on her lips, nibbled her ear and then suckled her erect
tit nipples. She kept moaning, ‘Oh SSji’ ‘Oh SSji’.

I moved lower towards her cunt kissing and licking her beautiful body. On the
way I paused briefly to rotate my tongue in her navel. On reaching her cunt I
licked her swollen cunt lips.

‘Don’t, SSji,’ she moaned closing her thighs. I continued to lick her pussy. After
few minutes, she sighed, loudly,’ OH SSJI,’ and widened her legs.

I separated her cunt lips and licked up and down between them paying special
attention to her clit. Each time I touched her clit with my tongue her bottom
bucked and she screamed, ‘OH SSJI.’

After licking her slit several times a caught her clit between my lips and pressed
it. ‘SSJI, STOP. YOU WILL MAKE ME CUM,’ she yelled. Undeterred, I continued
to suck her clit.

‘KHUDA KE WASTE RUK JAO SSJI. Oh OHHH MERI BUUUR JHAAARRRDDD
GAAAYYYIIIIIII (FOR GODS SAKE, SSJI, STOP). OH OHHH I AMMM
CUUMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG),’ she screamed and released a warm flow. I licked
the cum of her virgin choot with relish.

I raised her legs a saw her choot hole. It was very small. I’ll enjoy making it
bigger,’ I thought rimming it lightly.

‘HAI ALLAH! AB AAP KYA KAR RAHE HAIN? (OH GOD! WHAT ARE YOU
DOING NOW?)’ she shouted trying to move her cunt away.

I held her tightly and fucked her small, unopened choot hole with the tip of my
tongue. She came again. I continued till she came two more times.

My poor lund (cock) had been completely ignored in the above proceedings. It
was time for it to "get into the middle of things". I pushed down my pajamas
releasing my raging rock hard lund (cock). Poor fellow was all sticky with pre
cum.

Then I pulled myself up and lifting her legs pressed her knees to her breasts and
lay on top of her. As I placed my cock on the entrance of her wet choot poised to
take her virginity, she shouted, ‘SSJI, WAIT, I AM SO SCARED.’

‘There is nothing to be afraid off. It will hurt a little at first then you’ll experience
only pleasure,’ I replied rubbing my hard cock up and down her slippery slit.

‘Oh it feels so good,’ she said, ‘Kya aap apna laurda meri bur per ruggerd rahe
hain? (Are you rubbing your cock on my cunt?)’

‘Yes, it is my cock,’ I said taking her hand and placed it on my raging hard on.

She felt all over it and said nervously, ‘Sahebji, yeh tau bahut bara aur mota hai
kya yeh meri chotti si bur main guss jaayega (Sahebji, it is very large and thick.
Will it enter my small cunt hole?)’

‘Darling relax, it is my headache,’ I said pressing my cock into her choot.

The head slipped easily into her cum lubricated kori choot. ‘OOOHHH,’ she
groaned.

I moved my lund in and out of her phuddi (cunt) making slow progress. Her choot
was very tight. Soon her hymen, the sentinel of her virginity, stopped my
progress.

I did not try to break through it but continued the to and fro motion. Saira started
to feel the pleasure coming over her and started to moan.

The time was now ripe to shatter her virginity.

I gathered her firmly in my arms and pulling my cock back a little, I lunged into
her.

‘AAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEE, UUUUUIIIII AMMA BAHUT DARD HO RAHA
HAI. HAI ALLAH, MAIN MAR JAUINGI OOHH AHHH
(AAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEE, UUUUUIIIII AMMA IT IS HURTING. GOD, I
WILL DIE. OOHH AHHH),’ she screamed, as my lund tearing through her hymen
was half engulfed in her tight passage of bliss.

I ignored her screams and commenced to move my lund in and out of her tight
love tunnel till my lund was buried in her to the hilt and our pubic hair inter
mingled with each other.

When my cock was fully inside her I moved very slowly to let her get used to my
cock.

I looked at her. Saira was lying with her mouth and eyes wide open. Tears were
flowing down the side of her eyes and she was groaning with pain.

‘Bahut dard hui? (Did it hurt a lot?)’ I asked. She nodded.

‘It won’t hurt any more. The painful part is over. Now you’ll feel pleasure only,’ I
said assuring her and tenderly kissing her tears away.

I recommenced my in and out movement. “OHHH,” Saira groaned, as my lund
rubbed against the torn edges of her virginity.

But her oh's soon turned into ah's and ah's into AAHH's. I pulled my cock back to
the tip of her choot and slowly inserted it back. Sometimes I gave quick short
strokes and sometimes long slow ones.

I kept varying the length and the pace of my strokes. Her choot was so tight that I
found the in and motion difficult. It was not long before her hips started to move
in rhythm with the in and out movement of my cock.

Suddenly Saira clutched me and pressed me hard to her body. Her hips moved
in a feverish motion. A wild look came into her eyes. I knew she was very close
to coming. She began to gasp, then to moan. She arched her back and thrust her
head back her eyes clinched tightly close.

‘OH OHH SSJI. FASTER FUCK ME FASTER. OH GOD Y…HES FUCK ME
HARDER. Y…HES y…HESSSS I AAAMMM CCOOOMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG,’
she screamed and fell back gasping for breath.

Without missing a stroke I continued the fuck motion. Soon she was on the boil
again. Her bottoms started to move in rhythm of my strokes.

‘OH MY GOD. I AMM ABOOUT TOO CUMMM AGAAAIINNN,’ she screamed
moving her hips in fuck motion. I was also not far away. I felt my sperm rising. I
began to thrust viciously into her, ramming her so hard that her tits rolled back
and forth.

We were both trembling and shuddering, our breaths coming in gasps.
‘Y…HESSS Y…HESSS FASTER HARDER OH OHHH I AMM CUUUMMINNNG
OH Y…HES ESSSS ESSSSS JJJIIIIIII,’ she yelled and fell back gasping for
breath. Few strokes later I spurted my seed in her choot for the first time.

Gradually our motions slowed and we continued to moan softly. We both opened
our eyes. Our lips drew together and kissed a long tender kiss. Soon my laurda
became soft and flopped out of it her heavenly fuck tube.

She lay with her legs apart. A mix of our-cum streaked with blood of her
shattered virginity, oozed out of her choot. She confessed that she had never
creamed so hard and for so long before. Apparently she had had the 'mother of
all orgasms'.

We lay kissing and fondling each other. When I was hard again I asked her,
‘Want to fuck again?’

‘Oh Yesss,’ she said getting on her back and spreading her legs. It took twenty
minutes of in and out motion before I deposited my load in her cum thirsty cunt.
In this time Saira came at least six or seven time.

‘SSji, it was lovely,’ she panted, ‘Can I do something that would give you
pleasure?’

‘Yes, you could suck my cock,’ I replied.

‘Your cock is dirty,’ she said taking my limp cock, bathed in our cum, in her hand.

‘I did not ask you to give me pleasure. It was your idea,’ I said shrugging feigning
disappointment.

‘No, I’ll do it,’ she said and started to suck my lifeless cock. Slowly my cock
started to grow. Suddenly she stopped. ‘What do I do if you cum?’ she asked.

‘Quite simple. Swallow it,’ I replied.

‘S…S…Swallow your cum?’ she stuttered.

‘It is up to you. It was your idea to give me pleasure,’ I replied shrugging..

She thought for few seconds. ‘Okay,’ she said and restarted to give me a
blowjob. Soon the good feeling came over me. ‘Y…hes it feels sooo nice,’ I
moaned.

Her head bobbed up and down on my erection.

‘Faster, Saira, faster,’ I said holding her head and moving it faster. My seed
started to rise.

‘YES. GO ON. KEEP SUCKING. IT FEELS WONDERFUL,’ I said, moving my
hips back and forth fucking her mouth.

She sucked harder. ‘YES, SUCK HARDER. GOD! I AM ABOUT TO CUM. I AM
COOMMMIIINNGGGG,’ I screamed, pushing my cock deep inside her mouth
and releasing my load.

‘Did you like the taste of my cum?’ I asked.

She just smiled without replying.

After that we fucked one more time before sleeping.

Saturday, 27th May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA’S DAIRY):

I opened my eyes. I thought I had heard a door bang. I raised myself on my
elbow and looked around sleepily. Everything was unfamiliar. How did I come
here? Then I remembered. We were not in our old room but sharing Sahebji’s
suite. Which door slammed? The room door was closed. So was the bathroom
door. I must have dreamt it, I thought, and lay down again.

Suddenly, I was wide-awake. I sat up in bed and saw khala and Nusrat sleeping
but Saira’s bed was empty. I got out of bed and checked the bathroom. She was
not there also. She must have gone to Sahebji’s room.

‘Nusrat, get up,’ I whispered.

‘Let me sleep. I won’t go jogging today. You go alone,’ she said and turned over.

‘Get up. Saira is not in her bed,’ I whispered.

‘Peshab kar rahi hogi (She must be pissing),’ Nusrat said.

‘I’ve looked, she is not in the bathroom also. I think she has gone to Sahebji’s
room,’ I said.

‘Wahan kya kar rahi hogi intni raat gaye (What will she be doing there at this
hour?)’ Nusrat said, yawning.

‘Sahebji se apni choot phardwane gayi hogi aur kya? (To be deflowered by
Sahebji what else?)’ I replied.

‘Impossible Saira is not that type of a girl,’ Nusrat said sitting up in bed, ‘God, it’s
only ten forty five.’

‘All girls that type. The other day I caught them kissing,’ I said, ‘I am going to
watch her losing her cherry.’

‘Wait, I’ll come also,’ Nusrat said jumping out of bed, ‘Shazia, we’ll surprise them
in the act.’

‘Yes with Sahebji’s rod in Saira’s honey pot,’ I giggled.

We were about to leave when khala woke up and said, ‘Girls, where are you
going at this hour?’

‘To watch Saira getting deflowered,’ I said.

‘Deflowered? Rubbish. She must be in the bathroom,’ khala said getting up.

‘She is not there,’ Nusrat replied, ‘Only other place is Sahebji’s bedroom.’

’ Hai Allah, Sahebji uss bechaari ki bur phard denge (My God, Sahebji will
deflower her),’ she exclaimed and ran towards the door.

‘Where are you going?’ Nusrat asked.

‘Sahebji ko rokene, kahin woh uss bechaari ki phuddi na phard dain (To stop
Sahebji before he takes poor Saira’s cherry),’ khala replied.

‘Aww khala, let Saira also enjoy herself,’ I said.

‘Enjoy herself?’ khala laughed cynically, ‘agar Sahebji ne apna lamba aur mota
laurda Saira ki kori bur main gusserd diya tau gaya tau woh bechaari dard ke
maare mar jayegi (If Sahebji shoves his long and thick cock into poor Saira’s
virgin cunt then she will die of pain),’ khala said.

‘Aap ko kaisse maloom ki Sahebji ka lund lamba aur mota hai? (How do you
know that Sahebji’s cock is long and thick?)’ Nusrat giggled.

‘Maine tujhse pahele hee kaha tha. Jiss din hum Pashupatinathji gaye the uss
din se khala ne Sahebji se chudwaya tha. Kyon theek hai na? (I told you so.
Sahebji is fucking her since the day we went to Pashupatinathji. Am I right?’ I
laughed.

Khala blushed and said, ‘Yes, he is fucking me but we must save Saira from
losing her cherry. She is very delicate. She will die.

‘What about us? Are we not delicate? Hum tau dard se nahin mare jab Sahebji
ne apna lamba aur mota lund humaari kori choot main gusserda tha (We didn’t
die when Sahebji shoved his long and thick cock in our virgin cunts),’ Nusrat
said.

I looked gratefully at Nusrat for using the word “we” and not “I”.

‘Hai Allah! Kya Sahebji ne tum dono ki bur bhi phard dee hai? (My God! Has
Sahebji deflowered you both also?’ khala said

‘Apko chodene ke pahele se woh humari choot phard chuke the (He had taken
our cherry before he fucked you),’ Nusrat said.

‘My God! What kind of a chaperone am I? One man has fucked me, deflowered
two of my wards and is about to take the cherry of the third. I must stop him,’
khala said opening the door.

‘Khala, if don’t stop then I will tell abba that Khan Sahib is fucking you,’ I
threatened.

Hearing my threat khala stopped in her tracks. ‘How do you know that Khan
Sahib is fucking khala?’ Nusrat asked.

‘I found out by chance. Last year on the occasion Id (a very big festival of
Muslims) amma telephoned khala and told her to remain at home as she was
sending presents etc. through me. I got delayed and reached khala’s house an
hour later,’ I said, ‘Khala was not there but she had left a note stating that she
had gone to wish the Khans. She would be back immediately and I should wait. I
was in a hurry so I decided to go to Khan Sahib’s house. Thinking I’d wish them
also. I rang the bell but there was no response. I peeped through the window.
Can you guess what I saw?’

‘No, tell me,’ Nusrat said.

‘Khan Sahiba and khala ek doosere ki bur chat rahe the aur Khan Sahib khala ki
gaand maar rahe the (Khan Sahiba and khala were eating each others pussy
and Khan Sahib was fucking khala in her asshole),’ I said.

‘Tau kya hua? Tere abba ne mujhe choda zaroor hai lakin meri phuddi ko kareed
tau nahin liya. Meri marzi hai main kissi se bhi chudwaoon (So what? Your father
has fucked me but he has not bought my cunt. It is my business who fucks me.’
Khala getting annoyed, ‘now I going to stop Sahebji.’

My mind raced. I had to think of something to stop her. Suddenly I had a brilliant
idea. ‘Khala, agar aapne Sahebji ko Saira ki bur phardne se roka tau main amma
se keh doongi ki abba aapko chodete hain (Khala, if you prevent Saira getting
deflower by Sahebji then I’ll tell amma that abba is fucking you),’ I threatened.

‘NOOO, you won’t,’ khala said.

‘Try me,’ I said.

‘Appa (elder sister) will kill me,’ khala said.

‘Take your pick, save Saira’s virginity and die or sacrifice her cherry and live,’ I
asked.

‘Okay you win. I’ll do what you say,’ khal said throwing down her arms.

‘Since when do you know that chachu (uncle - father’s younger brother) is
fucking khala?’ Nusrat asked.

‘About two year. Shortly after khala got divorced,’ I said, ‘one night I was walking
home after seeing a movie when I saw abba’s car in khala’s driveway. This was
quite normal. Since khala’s divorced abba dropped in at her place to advice her
in investment matters. Actually it was amma’s idea. I decided to meet khala and
take a lift home with abba. I rang the bell. There was no reply. I went to the rear
of the house. The kitchen door was open. I entered and looked for them. They
were nowhere in sight. Then I heard strange sounds coming from the bedroom. I
peeped through the keyhole. Abba was ramming his cock into khala. I left very
quickly.’

‘You didn’t tell anyone,’ Nusrat asked incredulously.

‘I would have at the right time,’ I giggled, ‘Okay let’s go. Khala would you like
come along?’

‘Yes,’ Khala said.

‘You can come provided you don’t say a word,’ Shazia said. Khala nodded.

We felt our way across the drawing and dining room. As we reached Sahebji’s
door we heard Saira scream. ‘We came at the right time. Sahebji ne Saira ki
phuddi phard dee (Sahebji has deflowred Saira),’ Shazia giggled.

‘Main tau aisse chillayi thi jab Sahebji ne paheli baari meri gaand maari thi (I
screamed like this when Sahebji fucked my asshole for the first time),’ Nusrat
said.

‘Hai Allah, Sahebji ne tum dono ki gaand bhi maari hai (My God, has Sahebji
fucked you in your assholes also?)’ khala asked in a whisper.

‘Yes and we have sucked his cock and swallowed his cum,’ I replied, ‘let us hurry
otherwise the show will be over.’

When we reached Sahebji’s room I looked through the keyhole. ‘I think he has
not yet deflowered her,’ I said. ‘Let me look,’ Nusrat said looking, then said, ‘you
are right. He has just finished eating her pussy. Khala, you see. You are more
experienced.’ Khala looked. ‘He is poised to pop her cherry. Oh now it is a thing
of the past,’ khala said. Just then we heard Saira scream,

After a while Nusrat said, ‘See what are they doing?’

Saira’s legs were in the air and Sahebji was fucking her with slow long strokes.
‘Sahebji Saira ko chod rahain (Sahebji is fucking Saira),’ I said.

We waited till we heard Saira scream, ‘OH OHH SSJI. FASTER FUCK ME
FASTER. OH GOD Y…HES FUCK ME HARDER. Y…HES y…HESSSS I
AAAMMM CCOOOMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG,’ then returned to our room.

When we entered our room Nusrat said, ‘What did she say? SSji.’

‘It is a short form for Saheb Sahebji,’ I laughed, ‘Let us go to sleep now because
we have to get up early and catch them in bed together. Khala will you come with
us?’

‘Of course. Do you think I want to miss the real fun,’ khala giggled.

End of part 3.

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