PUSSIES GALORE

(Part 1)

By Sahebji 


It was the first week of November. The tourist season was only one week old and 
Hotel Grand Bristol was choking full. 

The weather was very pleasant and Ramu and I were enjoying a beer on the well 
manicured lawns of the Hotel. We had arrived the night before for a two week 
holiday from the hustle bustle of daily life. 

All the tables were occupied mostly by either honeymooning couples or families 
on a holiday. The children were having a gala time running around chasing each 
other. 

One table caught my interest. This table was occupied by a group of eight girls 
around eighteen years old and a lady in her early thirties. They were talking and 
laughing loudly. 

“Ramu, what do you make of these girls?” I asked. 

Ramu turned and looked. 

“They are students on a college trip,” Ramu said.

“Why do you say that?” I asked. 

“Elementary, my dear Watson,” Ramu chuckled, “All the girls are about the same 
age. This means they are not from one family but are students in the same class 
of a college or school. I favor college because of their age. The lady, a teacher I 
think, is their chaperone. Q.E.D.”

“Ramu at his analytical best,” I laughed. 

“Saheb, are you expecting someone or a call?” Ramu asked. 

“No, why?” I asked. 

“A bellboy is paging you,” Ramu said. 

“Ramu, please go and see what it is about,” I said, “I think it is about the cottage 
we wanted.” 

As Ramu got up to leave I happened to glance towards the girls. I saw a girl, with 
huge tits, nudging her neighbor and drawing her attention towards the bellboy. 
Then big tits whispered something in the ear of the other girl pointing at the 
receding figure of Ramu. The other nodded and immediately both got up and 
followed Ramu. 

“Mira, Suman where are you going?” the chaperone called after them. 

“Rosie ma’am, please let us go. We’ll be right back in a few minutes,” big tits 
pleaded. 

“No, drink up otherwise we’ll be late for lunch,” I heard their chaperone say.    

Five minutes later they left. Fifteen minutes later Ramu came back. “You were 
right. It was about the cottage,” Ramu said sitting down and stretching his long 
legs. I waited for him to continue. 

“At first they gave me the usual rigmarole about all cottages being booked etc. 
etc. but I insisted that we had reserved a cottage, we paid for a cottage and we 
want a cottage. I kept repeating it in face of all his arguments. I even lied that Mr. 
Sahebji knows the Directors and he will tell them about the shoddy treatment he 
received here,” Ramu said grinning. 

“That was no lie. As a matter fact I do know a Director,” I chuckled. 

“I didn’t know that. He hummed and hawed but in the end he said they had only 
one cottage vacant for emergencies. I said we’ll take it. He promised to have our 
luggage shifted from our room,” Ramu said taking a gulp of beer, “The only 
drawback is it is fifteen minutes walk from the main building.” 

“Never mind the walk will do us good,” I chuckled, “I have been here before. The 
rooms are no patch on the cottages.”  

“I think they have more vacant cottages,” Ramu said.

“Let them, we have got what we wanted. What is the number of the cottage?” I 
enquired.

“It is no.19,” Ramu replied. 

“If my memory serves me right they have in all twenty cottages built in blocks of 
five situated round the hotel. Number 20 is a two family cottage and is situated at 
a height and we will be just below it then 18, 17, and 16,” I said, “It will be very 
quiet and peaceful.”

“That is so…” Ramu started to say when a sweet voice interrupted him, “Mr 
Sahebji?” 

I looked up and saw Big Tits and her friend addressing Ramu.  

“Mr. Saheb Sahebji,” Big Tits repeated.

“These beautiful ladies want to say something to you,” I said kicking Ramu under 
the table. Ramu looked up. 

“Oh Sahebji, we never thought we’ll ever meet you. We are your devoted fans 
and have read all your stories,” Big Tits said excitedly. 

“Really? What is your name?” Ramu asked getting into the spirit of the game. 

“Oh sorry, my name is Suman and this is my friend Mira,” Big Tits said turning 
red in the face. 

“How do you know that I am Sahebji?” Ramu quizzed them. 

“Sir, we noticed a bellboy paging you. We kept an eye on him. Then we saw you 
get up and follow the bellboy,” Big tits said. 

“Clever girls,” Ramu said to me then turning to the girls added, “Mira, have you 
also read all the stories.” 

“Yes sir, but I find the Ramu ones more erotic,” Mira replied. 

“Saheb, did you hear? That is why I tell you write more stories about me,” Ramu 
said grinning broadly. 

“Saheb…” the girls muttered with a confused look.

“Girls, sorry to disappoint you but I am not Saheb Sahebji,” Ramu said and 
paused briefly. 

I could see disappointment on their faces. 

“This gentleman here is Mr. Saheb Sahebji, the famous writer of erotic stories,” 
Ramu announced grandiosely, “I am Ramu, his humble friend.” 

“How can this be? We saw you follow the bellboy,” Suman insisted.

“This is easily explained. Saheb here is a very lazy man. He requested me to see 
why the bellboy was paging him,” Ramu clarified. 

The girls transferred their attention to me. 

“Sorry sir, w…w…we did not…” they apologized together. 

“No need to apologize. Anybody would have come to the same conclusion as 
you,” I said, “Why don’t you sit down then we can chat in comfort.” 

“No, we can’t sit. We must get back. We promised ma’am that we’ll back in ten 
minutes,” Suman said, “Come Mira we must rush.” 

“Maybe we can have a chat later,” Ramu suggested, “What is your room?” 

“We are in cottage number 20,” Suman said.

“We’ll drop in around tea time,” Ramu said. 

“Okay, bye,” they said waving and ran back inside the main building.  



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Around five p.m. we strolled over to cottage no. 20 and rang the doorbell. A girl in 
green salwar kameez opened the door. “Yes, what can I do for you?” she said. 

“My name is Sahebji and this is my friend Ramu. We are looking for Suman,” I 
said. 

“And Mira,” Ramu added, “They are expecting us.” 

“Please come in and be seated,” she said, “I’ll call them.” 

Few minutes later Suman and Mira came. 

“Oh hello, we are honored to have you with us,” both Suman and Mira said 
greeting us.

“Hello Mira. Hello Suman,” I responded, “Please girls no formality. It embarrasses 
me.”

“Hi girls,” Ramu said. 

Cottage no. 20 consisted of a large sitting cum dining room flanked on either side 
by a set of two bedrooms with attached bathrooms. Kitchen and other utilities 
were situated at the back of the sitting cum dining room.

“Please sit down,” Mira said. 

“Tell me did ma’am scold you?” I asked when we were seated.

“Yes she did. After she had finished scolding us she asked who you both were,” 
Suman giggled. 

“We told them who you were,” Mira said. 

“Some of the girls were familiar with your work, some them had heard your name 
but not read any of your stories and imagine Rosie ma’am had not even heard of 
you,” Nisha said. 

“He can’t be that good,” Rosie had stated.

“Whenever I travel I carry all your works with me. I gave her a couple of your 
stories and told her to judge for herself. Others also wanted to read, so I 
distributed my collection amongst them,” Suman said. 

“What did they decide?” Ramu asked.

“Everyone is very keen to meet you,” Mira giggled, “especially Rosie ma’am.” 

“If you don’t mind then can we call them,” Suman asked. 

“Of course,” I said, “It’ll be our pleasure.” 

Suddenly four giggling girls led by Rosie ma’am descended on us. Suman 
introduced us. I did not see the girl in a green salwar kameez among them but 
did not say anything. 

“Where are Lila and Faiza?” Mira asked. 

“They’re brewing tea and will join us in a minute or two,” Rosie ma’am said. 

Few minutes later Lila and Faiza came pushing two trolleys laden with tea and 
snacks. “Oh you shouldn’t have gone to all this trouble,” I said. 

“No trouble at all. This is the best we could do at short notice,” Rosie ma’am said. 

“The pretty girl in green salwaar kameez is Faiza and other one is Lila,” Suman 
said completing the introductions. 

“Are you enjoying your college trip?” Ramu asked biting into a biscuit. 

“Oh yes, we are having a rollicking time,” Nisha replied. 

“The hotel and its gardens are very beautiful and relaxing,” I said. 

“Yes they are,” Saaima said, “We made a good choice.” 

“I am surprised that your college chose to send you to such an expensive hotel,” 
Ramu said. 

“To tell you the truth the hotel is not costing us a penny,” Rosie said. 

“What is the trick? Maybe we could use it too,” Ramu chuckled. 

“There is no trick. To promote drama among college students the Dramatic 
Group sponsors an All India drama competition for the first year students every 
year,” Rosie ma’am explained, “One of the prizes this year was a seven day free 
stay in one of the Grand Bristol Hotels. If the winners agreed to give three 
performances in the hotel then food is also free. These girls won the competition 
this year.”

“Congratulations. That’s great,” Ramu and I said simultaneously. 

“Which play did you put up?” Ramu enquired. 

“We staged five stories from Panchtantra,” Saaima said, “One story from each 
book.”  

“Must have been very interesting,” Ramu said, “When are you performing? We’d 
like to come and see it.” 

“Sorry, but as things look there won’t be any show,” Lila said. 

“Why not? Have you decided to pay for your food,” I asked. 

“No but when we left, we handed over two trunks containing the masks and 
dresses to the forwarding agent of the Hotel. Unfortunately only one trunk 
containing the masks arrived and the other went missing. Till they locate it we 
can’t perform,” Faiza giggled.

“As the Hotel’s forwarding agent messed up things we don’t have to perform and 
still the food is free,” Susan giggled.  

“What a pity,” I said, “We would have liked to see it.” 

“Maybe we could perform for you in this room,” Nisha suggested.

 “That would be great,” I said enthusiastically. 

“It is no fun without the dresses,” Roma said. 

“Why do you need the dresses? The animals don’t wear clothes,” Ramu 
chuckled. 

“You mean…” Suman said.

“Are you suggesting that we perform in the raw,” Susan said indignantly. 

“Why not?” Ramu said grinning. 

“Mr. Ramu, you are an evil man,” Roma giggled. 

Ramu laughed. 

“He is right. We could perform only with masks,” Faiza said. 

“You are mad,” Saaima protested. 

“What is wrong? They have seen naked girls before,” Suman said. 

“Yes, there is no harm. It would be new experience for us,” Mira chuckled.

“No, I won’t do it,” Saaima said adamantly. 

“Maybe she is a virgin,” Ramu said smiling. 

“You won’t find many virgins amongst this lot,” Mira giggled. 

“How dare you? I am a virgin,” Saaima said giving Mira an angry look. 

“So am I,” Lila joined Saaima. 

All the girls tried to persuade Saaima to agree. Ten minutes later, Saaima said, 
“Okay, I’ll do it on two conditions. First there will be no touching and secondly Lila 
also agrees.” 

Now Lila refused. The girls went into a huddle again. At last Lila said she would 
do it. 

“Sahebji and Ramu, we agree to perform for you provided you confirm to us that 
there would be no touching whatsoever on any pretext,” Susan announced

“We agree, absolutely no touching,” Ramu confirmed

“Girls, I hope you know what you are doing,” Rosie ma’am said. 

“Of course, Rosie ma’am, I see no harm,” Susan said, “We will be performing 
before gentlemen not hooligans.” 

“I think every category of animal should look the same. When we wore costumes 
then our clothes were alike. Now if we are naked then all jackals must look alike. 
Similarly all lions and other animals,” Faiza said. 

“Of course they should look alike, you idiot,” Lila said. 

“How will that be possible? I have a shaven choot but I am sure Saaima being a 
virgin must be having a bush,” Faiza said. 

“Of course I have a bush,” Saaima said. 

“See what did I tell you?” Faiza said. “What is the solution? Any suggestions? 

“Simple, shave all choots,” Ramu said. 

“No, I won’t shave my bush,” Saaima said. 

“Saaima, don’t be difficult. The hair will grow again,” Roma said. 

A poll was taken: four girls had a bush and four didn’t. The girls went into a 
huddle again. After ten minutes discussion it was agreed that they will shave their 
choots. 

“If you like I can shave your choots. I’ve been shaving for years,” Ramu said, 
grinning, 

“No thank you,” Nisha laughed, “We’ll manage.”

“Do you require shaving equipment?” I asked. 

“No, we have it already,” Susan laughed. 

“Just one question,” Mira said, “Do you know who is staying in the other 
cottages?”

“We are in number 19. 17 & 18 are at present vacant. I think number 16 is 
occupied by a honeymooning couple,” I said. 

“Good, there is no danger of a peeping Tom. When do you want to see the 
show?” Suman asked. 

“How long is play?” I asked. 

“Eighty minutes,” Mira said. 

“It is six o’clock. I suggest that we have an early dinner and meet here about 
eight. Then the show can begin.” 

“Agreed,” Susan said. 


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Ramu and I reached their cottage at sharp eight. In the meantime the girls had 
been very busy. They had pushed all the furniture against the side walls. Three 
chairs were placed near the entrance of the sitting cum dining room and on the 
opposite end they had demarcated a stage area with few flower pots picked up 
from the garden outside their cottage. 

We were received by Rosie ma’am. “Sahebji, the girls have said if they are going 
to act in the raw then the spectators should also be naked also,” Rosie ma’am 
said. 

“No problem,” Ramu said, “Tell them we agree.” 

“Rosie, will you have to undress also?” I asked. 

“I’ll have to,” she said blushing. 

We took off our clothes in one of the bedrooms and sat down on the chairs 
leaving the center one for Rosie. 

Rosie came in hiding her choot with her hands and quickly sat down with her 
eyes downcast to avoid looking at our erect cocks. 

“Rosie, you look beautiful,” Ramu whispered. 

She blushed profusely and looking straight ahead. 

Two minutes later the play started. I noticed during the play that Rosie was shyly 
looking at our standing cocks from the corner of her eye. I reached out and taking 
her hand placed in on my raging hard on. 

“Oh please no,” she whispered as her hand trembled and she tried to pull it back 
but I held it firmly. After a while she relaxed and held my cock between her thumb 
and forefinger. Ramu taking the cue from me did same with her left hand. 

The play was excellent and lasted for exactly eighty minutes. 

“Girls, very well done, my compliments,” I said as the girls gathered around us 
after the play. 

“Thank you,” the girls said together. 

“Ma’am, I envy you for holding two outstanding specimens of manhood in your 
hand,” Mira giggled. Rosie’s face became beetroot red. 

“Come into the bedroom with me. You can then hold at least this specimen of 
manhood in whichever way you like,” Ramu said pointing to his erect cock. 

“Not now maybe later,” Mira laughed. 

“Sir, tell me…” Suman started but I interrupted her and said, “We are all friends 
here. Please don’t call us ‘sir’. Call me Saheb or Sahebji and my friend here 
Ramu.”

“Sir…sorry Saheb is it correct that if you lick a girl’s pussy then she can’t refuse 
to give her choot to you?” Suman asked. 

Before I could answer Saaima said, “Bullshit.” 

“Beg your pardon,” Ramu asked. 

“I said: bullshit,” Saaima said belligerently. 

“Have you tried it?” Roma asked. 

“No, but I know,” Saaima said smugly. 

“Then how can you say it is bullshit,” Faiza pointed out. 

“If a woman does not want to have sex with a particular man then he can do what 
he likes he’ll never succeed,” Saaima said. 

“What will you give me if I prove I prove you wrong,” Ramu said. 

“Saaima, do you take up the challenge?” Suman asked. 

“I have nothing to prove,” Saaima said. 

“Then you concede what Ramu is saying is correct,” Roma said. 

“Of course not,” Saaima said. 

“Then let Ramu eat your pussy and prove that he right,” Nisha said. 

“Saaima, you can’t have it both ways. Either you concede defeat or demonstrate 
that a woman is strong enough to resist a man eating her pussy,” Susan said. 

“She is scared that I’ll make her beg me to fuck her,” Ramu chuckled. 

“Alright, I’ll show him what woman power is,” Saaima said, “One condition that 
you’ll put nothing inside my choot.” 

“You mean nothing that is detrimental to your virginity,” I clarified. 

“Yes that is what I meant,” Saaima said. 

“Rosie, please make a note of it,” I said, “Any other condition?” 

“Yes, if Lila also participates,” Saaima said. 

“Hey! Leave me out of this,” Lila retorted hastily. 

“Come on Lila, join me. There are two of them. We’ll defeat both of them and 
prove our point,” Saaima said. 

“Firstly it is your point and not mine secondly I don’t want to lose my virginity,” 
Lila said. 

“Do you want to have sex?” Saaima asked. 

“Of course but after I am married,” Lila said. 

“Then I guarantee that you’ll not lose your virginity,” Saaima said. 

“I don’t know…” Lila vacillated. 

“Lila has agreed,” the others shouted, “She will play the game.” 

“Let us make it more interesting,” Ramu said, “The losers will be the slave of the 
winners for twenty four hours.” 

“Agreed,” Saaima said, “Lila we’ll soon have two slaves to do our bidding.” 

“I am no so sure,” Lila murmured. 

“Okay then let us adjourn to the bedroom,” Ramu said. 

We all marched into Rosie’s room. “Rosie will be the referee,” I suggested. 

“Agreed,” Saaima said. 

“I think it will be a good idea to record what it said to avoid any misunderstanding 
afterwards,” I said. 

“Yeah that’s a good idea,” Saaima said. 

“Saheb, you take Lila and I’ll make Saaima beg before I fuck her,” Ramu 
laughed.  Saaima laughed cynically. 

We lay next to each other on the bed. I took Lila in my arms and at first kissed 
her tenderly on her lips then more passionately while running my fingers between 
the lips of her shaven cunt. When our kiss broke Lila was breathing heavily. I 
then caressed her tits and suckled her hard erect nipples. 

“Oh Sahebji,” she moaned. 

Glancing to my left I saw Saaima lying with wide spread legs staring at the ceiling 
with a cynical smile on her lips while Ramu ate her pussy. 

“Ramu is going to have a tough time with her,” I thought and concentrated on the 
choot in hand. 

I worked my way southwards towards her cunt stopping long enough to rotate my 
tongue in her navel. I parted her lower lips with my hands and licked up and 
down. 

“Oh Sahebji, it feels so nice,” Lila moaned. 

Suddenly I took Lila’s clit in my mouth and sucked on it. “OH SAHEB, IT FEELS 
WONDERFUL,” Lila shouted. 

I continued to suck her clit till she shouted, “OH GO ON, DON’T STOP I 
AAAMMMM CUMMINNNNGggg, and released her cunt juices. 

I did not stop but sucked her clit with more vigor. “OH I CAN’T TAKE IT ANY 
MORE. SAHEB, FUCK ME,” Lila gasped. 

“You want me to fuck you?” I panted. 

“HAAN SAHEB, MUJHE CHODO (YES SAHEB, FUCK ME),” she yelled. I got on 
top of her and placing my cock on her choot hole lunged forward. 

“AAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIEEEEEE,” she screamed as my cock tearing her 
hymen lodged itself deep in her choot. 

“Oh Saheb, it hurts,” she said with tears in her eyes. 

“It’ll be soon alright,” I said kissing her tears away and started to fuck her with 
long slow strokes. 

“One down and one to go,” I heard a girl giggle.

I glanced at Ramu to see his progress. Saaima was panting but still had that 
smile on her face. Apparently he was making no headway with Saaima. 

“Poor Ramu I think Saaima is going to win,” I chuckled. 

“No Saheb he must deflower her,” Lila hissed in my ear. 

“I don’t think it is going to happen,” I whispered. 

“That bitch got me deflowered. She must lose her cherry also,” Lila whispered, 
“Why don’t you try?” 

“I can’t leave you hanging in between,” I said softly. 

“Ramu can complete what you started,” Lila giggled. 

“Are you sure?” I asked. 

“Jab choot phat hee gayi hai tau kya farak parta hai, ek chode ya do (When I 
have lost my chery then it doesn’t matter whether one fucks me or two),” Lila said 
philosophically, “but she must lose her cherry at all cost.” 

“I’ll try,” I said, “Ramu, your take over here and let me at Saaima’s choot.” 

We switched positions in quick time. “OHHHH IT HURTS,” Lila shouted as 
Ramu’s cock slid into her choot brushing against the torn edges of her hymen. 

“Girls, what do you say? One down one more to go,” Saaima laughed. 

I latched on to Saaima’s choot. I licked it and sucked her clit. 

“Oh Saheb, it feels so good,” Saaima moaned. 

I was surprised that Saaima started to moan as soon as I started to eat her choot 
but putting it to coincidence shrugged and forgot about it. I had to win and 
decided to give her the whole works. I lifted her legs and rimmed he asshole. 

“Look,” Suman shouted, “Saheb is licking Saaima’s gaand (ass hole).” 

I rimmed her asshole and tried to insert my tongue tip in it. Then suddenly I 
transferred my attention to her choot. The suddenness of the change relaxed her 
and forgetting our bet, she shouted, “OH SAHEBJI, GO ON DO NOT STOP. IT 
FEELS GREAT.” 

I alternated between sucking her clit and rimming her ass hole. Once when I took 
her clit in my mouth I pushed my finger in her ass hole and started to finger fuck 
her. 

“OH SAHEB I CAN’T BEAR IT ANY MORE,” she yelled, “FUCK ME.” 

I did not stop and without a pause continued. “OH DON’T TEASE ME ANY 
LONGER. FUCK ME. I BEG OF YOU,” she screamed. 

I pulled myself on top her and placing my cock on her choot entrance lunged 
forward. 

“AAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE,” she screamed as my cock tearing her 
hymen slid in till my pubic hair tickled her swollen clit. Grinning I rested on my 
elbows and waited for Saaima to acknowledge defeat.  

“BRAVO, SAHEB, BRAVO,” the girls shouted clapping. 

I glanced at Lila and Ramu. Ramu was fucking her with short hard strokes. Lila’s 
hips were going up and down as if there is no tomorrow. Suddenly her body 
arched. 

“RAAAAMMMMUUUUU, GO ON DON”T STOP. I AM NEARLY THERE. OH 
OHHH I AMMMM CUMMMMIINNNGGGGggg,” she yelled and fell back gasping 
for breath. 

Ramu pushed his cock deep inside Lila’s choot and with a loud “AAHHhh” 
deposited his load at the mouth of Lila’s womb and lay exhausted on her. 

Saaima was furious. 

“YOU CHEAT, HOW DARE YOU PUT YOUR COCK INSIDE MY CHOOT,” she 
yelled, “TAKE IT OUT IMMEDIATELY.” 

End of part 1

To be continued…