MY EARLY LIFE AND LOVES
(Part 2)

By Sahebji


To refresh your memory I reproduce the last few lines of part 1:

“Of course, I’ll come with you. Go fetch her,” I said.

Few minutes later he returned with his bride and introduced me to her. Jyoti 
wished me with a shy smile. She was surprised to see my bare tits and started to 
say something but didn’t.

I could see why he had married her. She was around sixteen years of age and 
very pretty. She had an hourglass figure with the right sized boobs to go with it. 
She was tall, slim with long black hair and flashing black eyes. 

Ravi and Jyoti entered Rajaji’s office. I stood behind them at a distance. 

“M…M…Master, this is Jyoti,” Ravi stuttered, “We got married in the city.”  

NOW FOR PAR 2:

“So you have brought a bride for yourself from the city without my knowledge. I’m 
busy now. I’ll deal with you later,” Rajaji said in his booming voice, “She is very 
pretty. Mamta, take her inside.”

I stepped forward and placing my hand on her arm,said, “Come bhabi (sister in 
law, brother’s wife).” 

Jyoti looked at Ravi. 

“Jyoti, go with Mamta and do as she says. Everything will be all right,” Ravi said 
giving me a bag containing her clothes.  

I took her to the Rajaji’s inner chamber. Romi, who had lost her cherry the night 
before, was on duty joined me. “This is my bhabi, Jyoti. She is from the city and 
this is Romi,” I said introducing them. 

“Mamta didi (sister), I can’t understand one thing. Why don’t you both wear a 
blouse?” Jyoti said seeing that Romi’s tits were also naked like mine.

“We can’t these are the rules here,” Romi said. 

“I would rather die than work in a place where you have to go half naked,” Jyoti 
said. 

“It is not that bad. In the beginning it feels awkward then one gets used to it,” I 
said. 

Then we talked about an hour. “Jyoti, it is getting late. I think you should have 
your bath now,” Romi said. 

“I’ll bathe when I get home,” Jyoti said, “What happened to my husband? Where 
is gone?” 

“I think bhaiya has not told her about our laws or is she…” I thought. 

“He has gone home,” I said.   

“Why has he left me here on my wedding night?” she said. 

“Because you are going to celebrate your wedding night here with Rajaji,” Romi 
said. 

“WHAT?” Jyoti shouted incredulously. 

“Main sahi keh rahi hoon. Aaj raat ko Rajaji teri kori choot phardainge jaisse 
unhonne, humaare chaudevain janam din per, humaari choot phardi thi (I am 
telling the truth. Tonight Rajaji is going to deflower you like he deflowered us on 
our fourteenth birthday),” Romi said. 

“Y…Y…You are joking?” Jyoti stuttered suddenly unsure of herself. 

“This is no joke,” Romi said taking satanic pleasure in Jyoti’s discomfort, “Choot 
phardne ke baad Rajaji teri gaand maarenge aur phir tujhse apna laurda 
chusswake tujhe apna virya pilaenge (After popping your cherry he will fuck you 
in your asshole and then he’ll make you suck his cock and swallow his cum).” 

Jyoti looked towards me for confirmation. I nodded. 

Jyoti lost control of herself. “I WON’T TOLERATE IT. I WON’T LET HIM TOUCH 
ME. I’LL FIGHT AND BITE HIM. I’LL SCRATCH HIS EYES OUT BUT NOT LET 
HIM TOUCH ME. WHAT DOES HE THINK HE IS? HE IS GOD. HE CAN DO 
WHAT HE WANTS. I AM NOT A VILLAGE GIRL BUT FROM THE CITY. HE 
CA….” Jyoti started shouting and yelling. 

“SHUT UP,” Romi shouted, interrupting her, “GO HAVE BATH. IT IS LATE. 
MAKE SURE YOU SHAVE YOUR CUNT. WE ARE HERE TO HELP IF YOU 
WANT.” 

“I’M GOING HOME,” Jyoti yelled and moved towards the door. 

Romi and I restrained her forcefully and locked her in the room. “THIS IS 
KIDNAPPING. YOU’LL GO TO JAIL WITH HIM. I’LL REPORT IT TO THE 
POLICE,” Jyoti shouted through the locked door. 

“DO YOU KNOW WHO THE CHIEF OF POLICE IS HERE,” Romi shouted 
through the door. 

“WHO?” Jyoti shouted. 

“YOUR DEAR HUSBAND’S FATHER,” Romi said laughing loudly. 

We waited for her tirade to continue but except for sound of sobbing everything 
was quiet. 

We both went straight to Rajaji and told him all that had transpired. His face 
became red with anger. He didn’t say anything and dismissed us. As we were 
about to leave his room, he said, “Romi, Ranbir master was asking about you. 
There is still time. Go to him. Mamta you wait outside the girl’s room.’

At sharp ten Rajaji appeared. As usual he wore his dressing gown. He motioned 
me to open the door. Rajaji entered. I followed him and stood in the corner. Jyoti 
was cringing in the furthest corner from where I stood. 

“Mamta, speak to her,” Rajaji ordered. 

“Bhabi, maan ja yahan ka yehi riwaaj hai. Har kunwaari choot ko Rajaji hee 
phardte hain (Bhabi {sister in law} please agree. This is the custom here. Rajaji 
deflowers all the virgins),” I said, ‘Meri choot bhi Rajaji ne hee phardi thi (Rajaji 
deflowered me also).”

The girls withdrew deeper into the corner and with a scared but defiant look 
shook her head in the negative. 

I started to say some thing but Rajaji raised his hand, said, “Enough.” He took off 
his dressing gown exposing his huge erection. 

Seeing Rajaji’s erection, Jyoti gasped, ‘Oh my God.” 

Her terror filled eyes darted here and there looking for a way out. Rajaji hung his 
gown on the bedpost. Jyoti thought that he was distracted. 

She panicked and ran towards the open door in a bid to escape. Rajaji was a big 
stride away from the path to the door. Rajaji covered the distance with on step 
and as she passed him he caught her by her long hair and pulled her back. She 
fell with a loud thud on the carpet. 

He caught her by the scruff of her neck and bodily lifted her to her feet. Then with 
couple of tugs he tore off all her clothes and threw her naked on the bed. Jyoti 
lay whining on the bed with her hand in front of her choot to protect it from 
Rajaji’s big cock, “No, please no.” 

Rajaji advanced towards her with a wild look of lust in his eyes. I had never seen 
such lust in his eyes before. Seeing him coming Jyoti turned on her stomach in a 
bid to deny his cock access to her choot. Rajaji grinned evilly. Reaching the bed 
he put his right arm between the bed and her stomach and raised her to her 
knees. Jyoti struggled but Rajaji placed his left hand on the back of her neck and 
held her head down. Then he got between her spread legs.

“NO, PLEASE LET ME GO,” Jyoti shouted. 

Rajaji grinned satanically and taking a firm gripped of her aimed his erection at 
her asshole. Jyoti pleaded, “PLEASE DON’T DEFLOWER ME. I BEG OF YOU. 
I’M LIKE A DAUGHTER T…” Rajaji pushed forward and half his cock 
disappeared into her virgin asshole. 

For a fraction of a second there was pin drop silence in the room. Jyoti was too 
numb to react. Then the pain hit her and she screamed like a stuck pig, 
“AAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.” 

Her heart-breaking scream had no effect on Rajaji. Rajaji started to ram his cock 
into her asshole mercilessly and Jyoti continued to bang her fists on the bed and 
howl.  

After ten minutes of in and out movement he grunted loudly and lay on top of her. 
Few minutes later he withdrew his blood stained cock from her asshole. Jyoti lay 
on the bed crying with her asshole bleeding. 

Rajaji lay with his eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his lips. After some time 
Rajaji’s cock became hard again. He pushed Jyoti on her back. 

“OH GOD, NOT AGAIN,” she yelled, “PLEASE DON’T HURT ME AGAIN.”  

Rajaji smiled diabolically. He forced Jyoti’s legs apart and placing them on his 
shoulders banged his lund (cock) inside her kori choot (virgin cunt). 

“AAAAAAYYYYYYIIIIIEEEEEEE,” Jyoti screamed as her hymen tore and Rajaji’s 
cock buried itself deep inside her. 

Rajaji started to fuck her with hard strokes. Poor Jyoti lay under him weeping and 
writhing with pain. Rajaji rammed his cock into her again and again with a 
satisfied smile on his lips. Jyoti screeched and screamed with pain each time 
Rajaji drove his cock inside her choot. 

When he withdrew his cock from Jyoti’s choot, the expression on his face was 
that of a man, who had experienced extreme pleasure. 

“Mamta, tell everybody that if one dares to disobey me then this is going to be 
their fate,” he said pointing to Jyoti, who lay crying on the bed, with blood flowing 
freely from her choot and gaand (asshole). Then wearing his dressing gown he 
left. 

As soon as the door closed I ran to console her. “Oh you poor dear,” I said 
embracing her and rocking her in my arms. 

“Oh Mamta didi, that horrible man hurt me so much,” she said crying. 

“Don’t cry, it is now over,” I said wiping her tears. I consoled her as best as I 
could. Later we both cried ourselves to sleep. 

This treatment was repeated again and again for the next three days and nights. 
Rajaji took her at all odd hours. Romi and I tried to persuade Jyoti to give herself 
willingly to Rajaji but she was adamant. 

“No, I will not succumb to the will of this cruel man,” she declared.

She could not sleep due the severe pain. Dark circles formed around her eyes. 
She ate frugally. It started telling on her health but she didn’t relent. On the fourth 
day, Jyoti and I were sitting in the room when Romi came in. 

“Is it time?” Jyoti said listlessly getting up, “I am ready.” 

“Relax, I am bearer of good news. Tonight you can sleep in peace. Another girl, 
Shobha, has come and Rajaji is going to spend the night with her,” Romi said.  

“Poor girl that cruel animal will hurt her,” Jyoti said. 

This was the limit. I had been hearing Jyoti calling Rajaji names for days. I 
couldn’t take it any more. “Rajaji is not an animal. He is a kind man,” I burst out in 
his defense. 

“This is what your ‘kind man’ has done,” Jyoti said pointing to her swollen choot 
and ravaged asshole. 

“It is your own fault. You should have listened to us,” Romi said. 

“You mean if I had surrendered myself to him then he would have been gentle 
with me?” Jyoti said. 

“Of course,” Romi said. 

“No way, once a man gets used to abusing women he does it again and again,” 
Jyoti said and paused. 

“Go on, why have you stopped?” I asked. “My throat is parched. It requires 
lubrication,” Mamta said. 

“Here take a drink of water,” I said offering her a glass of water. 

“I don’t need water but your virgin cum,” she giggled and taking my cock in her 
hand started to give me a blowjob. 

After a few minutes my hip started to move. I fucked her mouth. 

“OH MAMTA, DON’T STOP. IT FEELS WONDERFUL,” I moaned. She continued 
to shag me kiss and lick my cock. My sperm began to rise. 

“MAMTA, I AM COOMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG,” I shouted and pushing hard down 
her throat lubricated it with my cum. 

After we had caught our breath, I said, “Have I lubricated your throat well.” “Yes, 
your cum is delicious,” she giggled. 

“Alright, now continue your story,” I said.

“Where was I…Oh yes…You are mistaken. I will tell you what happened with 
me,” I said, “Like Shobha, I was brought here on my fourteenth birthday. I was 
given a bath and my choot was shorn of the few wisps of hair, which had started 
to grow on it. Then I was led to the inner room.”

“I stood naked by the bed waiting for him to come. Rajaji came and taking off his 
dressing gown hung it on the bedpost,” I said. 

“Weren’t you scared? When I saw his erection I nearly shat,” Romi giggled. 

“I was so mesmerized by his huge erection that I didn’t have time to be scared. 
Just then Rajaji said, “Come to me.” 

I lay down next to him. “What is your name?” he asked pressing my boobs. 

“Mamta,” I whispered. 

“Don’t be afraid. Speak up. Do you know why you are here?” he asked kissing 
my nipples. I nodded. 

“Tell me,” he said and running his fingers between the freshly shaven lips of my 
choot. 

“Aap aaj meri choot phardenge phir mujhe chodenge (You will deflower me 
tonight and then fuck me),” I said. 

“Then let us start,” he said climbing on top of me. 

“He separated my legs with his knees and placing them on his shoulders started 
to rub his cock up and down in the crack between my lower lips. Bhabi, words fail 
me to describe how wonderful it felt. I closed my eyes to enjoy this new 
sensation. Then I felt a tearing pain in my choot. Rajaji had popped my cherry. I

“OWWWAAA,” I screamed more out of surprise than pain. 

“Rajaji started to fuck me. Soon the good feeling came over me. I closed my eyes 
and willed him to continue. The intensity of the sensation increased with each in 
and out stroke. Suddenly Rajaji pushed his cock deep inside my choot and I felt 
something warm falling inside my choot.” 

“Then he rolled off me and lay panting on the bed. Rajaji had finished too quickly. 
I hadn’t cum yet. I opened my eyes and saw his limp cock stained with the blood 
of my shattered virginity. Immediately I took it my hand and started to lick it 
clean.” 

“Mamta, what are you doing,” Rajaji asked. 

“Master, I am cleaning your cock. Blood from my choot has stained it,” I replied. 

“You are a good girl,” he said and closed his eyes. 

“To my utter surprise his cock started to become big. By the time I had licked his 
cock clean it was standing in all its glory. “Mamta, take it in your mouth and suck 
it,” he said. I obeyed.” 

“He caught my head and moved his hips, forward and backwards, fucking my 
mouth. After some time he spurted his seed into my mouth. I did not know what 
to do so I collected it in my mouth. Seeing this, he said, “Mamta, swallow it.” I 
obeyed again.” 

“Then he took me in his arms and fell asleep. I also dozed off. I don’t know how 
long we slept but when I opened my eyes I saw Rajaji’s cock was hard again.” 

“Mamta, tu phir chudai karne ke liye tayyar hai) (Mamta, are you ready to fuck 
again?)” he asked. 

“Yes master,” I said and spreading my legs lay on my back. 

“Good,” he said getting between my wide spread legs. Then entering my choot 
started to fuck me. 

“After a few minutes the good feeling returned. Like before its intensity kept 
increasing with each stroke. My hips started to move in rhythm of his strokes. My 
breath became short. Then with a loud sigh my cunt released its juices but Rajaji 
continued to fuck me with slow regular strokes. He fucked me till I came three 
more times before he filled my choot with his seed. After that he slept. I got off 
the bed and slept on the carpet next to the bed.” 

When I woke up Rajaji was still asleep. I waited for him to get up. 

Half an hour later he got up and called, “Mamta.” 

“Yes, master,” I said standing up. 

“Oh there you are. Did you sleep on the floor last night?” he asked. 

“I thought my presence in the bed might disturb you,” I replied. 

 “You are a thoughtful girl,” he said and then added, “Come to me.” 

I lay down on the bed beside him. He lifted me on top of him and inserting his 
erect cock into my choot from below and said, “Ab tu mujhe chod (Now you fuck 
me).” 

“I started to move up and down awkwardly. After few strokes I got the hang of it. I 
fucked him till I drenched his cock with my cunt juices. Thereafter I found it 
difficult to continue to move up and down. Sensing that he took a firm hold of me 
and rolling over fucked with hard and fast strokes till both of us came together.”

Then donning his gown, he left. 

“This is my story of my first night with Rajaji,” I said. 

“Rajaji ne teri gaand nahin maari? (Didn’t Rajaji fuck you in your asshole),” Jyoti 
said incredulously.  

Romi and I laughed. “Rajaji sab lardkiyon ki gaand maarte hain. Meri gaand bhi 
maari thi lakin agali raat ko (Rajaji fucks every girl in the asshole. He fucked me 
in my asshole also but on the following night),” I replied. 

“And…how was it?” Jyoti grinned, “Didn’t it hurt like hell?” 

“Not really. He lubricated my asshole and his cock thoroughly with oil first. Then 
he inserted it slowly into my gaand. I still pained a lot,” I replied, “I didn’t like it the 
first time but when he fucked me in my asshole again, I enjoyed it.” 

Jyoti remained quiet thinking. 

“This was my story now let us hear Romi’s story,” I said. 

“There is not much to tell. It is the same as Mamta’s story with slight variation. He 
took my choot and gaand cherry on the first night and I sucked his cock and 
swallowed his cum the following night,” Romi said.

“It is nearly eleven now. He must have deflowered Shobha by now. Did you hear 
her scream or cry out? No! I tell you he is gentle and kind. You were responsible 
for your own plight,’ I said. 

“My God, it is already eleven. I must be going. Randhir master told me to be 
there at eleven,” Romi said and ran out of the room. 

When I woke up in the morning Jyoti was still asleep. “Poor girl, after many days 
she has had a good nights rest,” I thought and went to the kitchen to get morning 
tea for both of us. 

On my return I found Jyoti awake. “Good morning, bhabi, one cup of hot tea 
coming up,” I said. 

Just then we heard a loud scream. “W…Wh…Who screamed?” Jyoti said 
nervously. 

“Mujhe lagta hai ki Rajaji ne Shobha ki kori gaand phard dee (I think Rajaji has 
taken Shobha’s asshole cherry),” I laughed. 

The whole day Jyoti was very quiet and immersed in deep thought. In the 
evening she said, ‘Romi, Bhabi, please give me a bath and help me shave my 
pubic hair. I am scared I might cut my choot.” 

Romi and I looked at each other then with broad grins, we said together, “Sure 
we’ll be very pleased to help you.” 

After her bath we put her in the inner chamber. I immediately went to Rajaji and 
told him everything. He remained quiet and heard me out. 

At ten o’clock Rajaji, wearing his dressing gown, entered the inner room. I 
followed and stood in the corner like I did every day. Jyoti was naked and 
standing by the bed waiting for him. Rajaji took off his gown and before he could 
hang it on the bedpost Jyoti kneeled before him and taking his cock into her 
mouth started to suck it. 

“Mamta, you can go but remain within calling distance,” Rajaji said smiling. 

In the morning I was waiting, out of sight, outside the room when Rajaji left. I ran 
into the room and embracing her, asked, “Bhabi, how was it?”  

“Oh didi, it was wonderful,” Jyoti said, “I’ve never experienced so much pleasure 
before.” 

“Did he hurt you?” I asked hesitatingly. 

“No, no, he was very gentle,” Jyoti said, “I’m sorry I called him all those names.”

Rajaji screwed Jyoti again that night. In the morning, he said, “Mamta, take her to 
Ranbir master tonight and tomorrow night to Randhir master. Then she can go 
home.” 

I called my brother after two days.

My brother touched Rajaji’s feet and stood, with downcast eyes, for further 
instructions. Rajaji slapped him hard on his cheek. 

“Do you know what this was for?” Rajaji asked. 

Bhaiya (elder brother) stood, without saying a word, still looking at his feet. 

“It was for marrying without my knowledge and permission,” he said and then 
slapped my brother again. 

“Do you know why I slapped you again?” Rajaji asked. 

Bhaiya remained silent and shook his head. 

“This one was for not telling your bride our laws,” he said then he took out a 
yellow badge with red stripes from his pocket, added, “Tell your bride to wear 
this. Do you know why I am rewarding you with this badge?” 

Bhaiya shook his head again. 

“It is for not telling your bride our laws,” he said smiling. 

Bhaiya looked confused at Rajaji’s reasoning but dared not ask. Only I 
understood Rajaji. I had seen the look of extreme pleasure on his face when he 
left the inner room on the first and following nights. 

“Now get out I’ve work to do,” Rajaji said dismissing us, added, “Mamta, you can 
take a couple of days off if you like.” 

“Thank you, master,” I said. 

When we were outside my brother said, rubbing his cheeks, “Where is Jyoti?” 

“There she is!” Shobha said pointing to Jyoti. 

I was not surprised to see Jyoti walking towards us wearing a yellow lehenga and 
her bare tits swinging sexily with each step she took. 

When we reached home bhaiya, taking me aside, asked, “Mamta, did everything 
go all right?” 

“Ask bhabi,” I replied. 

Bhaiya did ask bhabi. “I’ll tell you tonight,” she replied looked at him coldly. 

“Poor bhaiya, I don’t think he’ll get bhabi’s choot for many days to come,” I 
thought. 

Later when I got an opportunity, I said, “Bhabi, please don’t be too hard on my 
brother.” She just laughed.

In the morning I asked, “Bhabi, I hope you didn’t give bhaiya a hard time?” 

“Arre kahan, tere bhaiya ne mujhe saari raat choda. Mujhe gussa hone ka time 
hee nahin mila (Not at all, your brother fucked me all night. I didn’t get the time to 
angry with him),” she giggled.

“I could have stayed away longer but I knew that you were waiting for me. 
Therefore I came back today itself to be with you,” Mamta said finishing her 
narration, “Are you still angry?” 

“You said something about Rajaji fucking Jyoti in her asshole, didn’t you?” I said. 

“I did,” she said. 

“Is it nice?” I asked. 

“Rajaji loves it,” she replied. 

“Why didn’t you tell me this before? I am going to fuck you in your asshole now,” I 
said ignoring her question. 

“Please Saheb, not tonight. I won’t be able to take your cock without adequate 
lubrication,” Mamta begged, “Tum meri gaand kal maar lena. Kal main din main 
hee tel ka intezaam kar loongi (You can fuck me in my asshole tomorrow. I’ll 
procure the oil during the day tomorrow).” 

“All right, Mamta, let’s fuck now,” I said. 

“No, first let me suck your cock and swallow your tasty cum,” Mamta said. She 
sucked me off and then we fucked. 

Mamta came the following night. She had smuggled a small bowl of oil into the 
room during the day. I lubricated her asshole and my cock under her guidance. 
Before I started Mamta told me that while fucking her asshole I should 
simultaneously rub her choot. 

“Will do,” I replied. Then placing my cock on her brown puckered hole I pushed 
slowly. 

After a lot of ‘ouch’ ‘uff’ ‘Saheb, slowly’ ‘it is hurting’ I managed to insert the whole 
of my cock into her asshole. Then I started the fuck motion. Her gaand was very 
tight. It held my cock in a vice like grip making my in and out movement difficult. 
Her tight gaand was my undoing and soon I was ready to cum. After a few more 
strokes I poured my cum into her gaand. 

“Oh Mamta, it was fantastic. Sorry, your gaand was so tight that I finished so 
quickly,” I panted. 

“That’s all right but you also forgot to rub my choot as I had told you,” Mamta 
said. 

“Sorry, Mamta, I was so intent on moving my cock in and out of your tight gaand 
that I forgot to rub your choot,” I said. 

“It’s all right but remember to rub it next time,” Mamta said, “Rajaji kehte hain ki 
gaand maarne main kori choot ko chodene ka mazaa aata hai (Rajaji says that 
fucking in the asshole gives the pleasure of fucking a virgin choot).”

“Mamta, do something, I’d like to fuck virgins also,” I said. 

“Impossible, you’ll have wait till you are twenty one,” Mamta said, “Jab tak meri 
gaand maarke kori choot ka mazaa lete raho (Till then you can fuck me in my 
asshole and imagine it is a virgin cunt).” 

After that day I fucked Mamta in her asshole regularly. 

I grew up to be a tall lanky fellow with an artistic bent. I was particularly good at 
sketching. I would draw the picture of the maids and ask for their choot in return. 
A few obliged me with a quickie but majority of them just laughed and I had to 
settle for a grope of their shaven choots or kiss and squeeze of their tits. 

This went on till I was in the final year of my school. Few months before I was to 
pass out I told my father that I would like to go to the city and graduate. My father 
was very happy and boasted about it to one and all. 

My family was dead against it. They did not believe in ‘over’ education. Remarks 
like, “What will he do with a degree. He has to live on ‘The Estate’ all his life” “We 
are not graduates nor was our father” “Oh my God, I’ll not see him for two years” 
“Who will look after him?” “What will he eat?” “Where will he stay” etc. etc. were 
heard frequently but my father stood by me. Slowly the opposition died. 

Mamta also heard about it. “I hear you are to the city to study.” 

“Yes, why?” I asked. 

“There you’ll meet many ladies, married and virgins,” she said. 

“I hope so,” I laughed, “if I get a chance to fuck them then there will be no rules to 
stop me from screwing them or deflowering a virgin.”

“The married ladies won’t give you any trouble especially if they get a glimpse of 
your big cock but deflowering a virgin is not going to be easy,” Mamta said. 

“What would you suggest I do?” I said. 

“I can give you a mantra to make them mad with passion and lust. Thereafter it 
depends upon you. If you play your cards right, you will get inside their virgin 
choots otherwise not,” Mamta said. 

“Tell me the mantra?” I said excitedly. 

“All right but for that you’ll have to lick a choot,” Mamta said. 

“What! You want me to lick a choot? No way,” I said laughing. 

“If you follow my mantra then it’ll open the gates to a virgin choot,” she said.

“I am not licking a choot and that is final,” I said.

“Well, this was the recipe,” Mamta said, “It is getting late fuck me quickly then I 
must go.” 

The next day I thought over what Mamta had said. I was determined to fuck as 
many virgins as possible. Somehow I found licking a choot repulsive. What to 
do? 

Then I remembered that I had heard rumors that one of my five chachis was very 
fond of licking cunts and also having her choot licked. If my chachi can lick a cunt 
and like it, then why can’t I? Anyway there is no harm in trying. I can always stop. 
Having made up my mind I told Mamta about my resolve. 

“You have taken the right decision,” she said spreading her legs, “Now kneel 
between my legs and start licking. Don’t worry I’ll guide you.” 

“I’ll stop if I find it repulsive,” I said warning her. 

“Of course,” she said. 

I gave her cunt a couple of tentative licks. Then separating her cunt lips I licked 
from top to bottom twice. “Oh Saheb, it feels very good,” Mamta moaned. It didn’t 
taste bad. I licked her choot again and again. 

Finally, I decided that I liked it. “It’s good,” I said and commenced to eat her 
pussy in earnest. 

I loved the taste of her choot. I licked her cunt and pressed her swollen clit 
between my lips till she came. Her cum was a little salty but not bad. In the days 
that followed Mamta showed me all her erogenous spots. 

“Saheb, remember when you get to deflower a virgin be gentle with her. You 
should make her first time memorable. She should cherish the memory forever,” 
Mamta said. 

One night while eating her pussy I pushed my tongue deep into her choot and 
tongue fuck her. “AGGHRRR,” Mamta shouted, “Oh Saheb, what are you doing?”  

I continued to tongue fuck her till she had released her cunt juices thrice in my 
mouth. “Oh Saheb, it was fantastic. She has never tongue fucked me like you 
did,” Mamta panted.

“Whom are you talking about?” I asked laughing. 

“Sorry Saheb, I can’t tell you but she is in for a big surprise when I am with her 
next,” Mamta giggled, “

On the last night we fucked and fucked till we were exhausted. Mamta risked 
staying with me till dawn broke before returning to her bed. It was time for me to 
leave. After bidding farewell to family and friends, I left for the city. 

While doing my graduate studies I deflowered four virgins. Read about how it 
happened in ‘The Milkmaid (Gualin ki lardki) and Rani’.

End of part 2.

To be continued….

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