THE TAMING OF ROMA

By Sahebji

Dear friends, my name is Saheb Sahebji. I am young, tall and slim. 
By profession I am a commercial artist. In my last story, "Kala, the 
single mother," you read that Nisha, my little one, got married. Her 
last words to me were, "Big one, go after Cassie (her best friend) she 
loves to fuck." (To find out more about Nisha read "Nisha, the little 
one," and "Kala, the single mother," about Cassie read "Ramu and 
Cassie"). 

Though Nisha had introduced me to Cassie before her marriage I did 
not take her seriously but who can preempt what is written. Three 
months after I lost Nisha, I ran into Cassie in a shopping center. The 
recognition was mutual. I was eager to hear news of Nisha so I 
invited Cassie for a cup of coffee.

When we had settled down I asked, "I am sure you must be keeping 
in touch with Nisha?" 

"Of course. I think Nisha spends half her time writing letters to me. 
She writes every day," Cassie replied. 

"How is she? Is she all right?" I inquired.

 "Yes she is all right and is deliriously happy. She asks about you 
quite often. You do miss her don't you?" Cassie said. 

"Yes I do miss her. Well there is nothing to be done about it," I 
replied. Then we talked about things before going on our different 
ways. 

As it happened I kept running into Cassie off and on. She kept me 
abreast with news of Nisha. With time we started seeing each other 
regularly. 

One day I asked Cassie, "Cassie, have you told Nisha that we are 
seeing each other." 

Cassie said, "Yes, I wrote to Nisha and told her that we were dating. 
Sahebji, can you guess what she had to say?" I shook my head. 
"Nisha wrote, "I knew this had to happen. When Nisha plans then it 
happens," Cassie said and laughed nervously. 

As Cassie's parents were strict, she could not leave home often. 
Therefore we usually met on Sundays and holidays. One Sunday I 
asked Cassie, "I know of a fantastic restaurant that serves excellent 
tandoori chicken would you like to eat there today?" 

"Sahebji, frankly I would rather cook tandoori murgha Nisha style than 
eat it," was Cassie's surprising answer. 

I looked at Cassie, "Are you serious?" She blushed and nodded. 

When we reached my flat I said, "Cassie, you already know your way 
around make yourself comfortable." She nodded. She took me by the 
hand and led me to the bedroom and said, "Let us not waste any 
time." 

"Nisha talked so much about her big one that I am dying to see it," 
she said. 

Taking her in my arms and kissing her I said, "All in good time, my 
dear." 

I then undressed her slowly. Naked, she was even more beautiful. I 
kissed and licked her shaven choot till she was wild with ecstasy. 
Then I undressed. "My God, Nisha was right. Your lund is really very 
big and thick. Sahebji, I have not had a man since Ramu. Sahebji, 
please be tender with me I don't want to be hurt." 

"Don't worry you will not feel a thing," I said. 

I spread her legs as wide as I could and pressed my cock inside her 
gently. She groaned, "Oh dheere, please dheere dard ho raha hai. 
OHHHHHhhhh kya poora ghuss gaya? Aissa lag raha hai ki paheli 
baar chudwa rahi hoon (Oh slowly please slowly it is hurting. 
OHHHHHhhhh is it in yet? I feel as if I am losing my virginity all over 
again)." 

"Yes darling, I am fully inside you," I replied and started the in and out 
motion. I kept varying the length and the speed of my strokes. She 
was moaning loudly. Her bottoms were keeping perfect time with my 
strokes. 

"SAHEBJI, IT IS LOVELY. FUCK ME HARDER. Y…HES FASTER 
AND HARDER. OH JESUS, IT IS FANTASTIC. JEEESUSS I AM 
NEARLY THERE. Y…HES  DON'T STOP GO ON FASTER. OH 
JEEEEESUSSS I AMMM COMMMIIIINNNGGGGGG," she screamed 
and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. 

I had not had a woman since Nisha and felt my seed rising. A couple 
of strokes later I shot my load. 

She then proceeded to cook "tandoori murgha." She had learnt her 
lesson well. It was a very enjoyable. We both had a great afternoon. 

When we were together again she said, "You know I wrote and told 
Nisha that I had taken her advice and cooked your murgha in my 
tandoor. Here is her reply," and handed me a letter.

I read, "Congratulations! Cassie congratulations. What do you think of 
the big one? He is great isn't he? I knew you would enjoy yourself. 
How was the tandoori murgha? Now that the big one has fucked you, 
you might as well tell your parents to start collecting your dowry. You 
will be married soon."  

"Cassie read this telegram. It is from Nisha," I said handing her the 
telegram. 

"You read it out," Cassie said. 

It reads "Bravo, big one. I knew you would succeed. Don't forget that 
a coin has two sides. Love. Your little one." 

"What does she mean by the coin has two sides?" Cassie asked. 

I laughed, "It is her subtle way of reminding me that your ass hole 
cherry is still intact." 

"Kya tum ab meri gaand maroge? (Are you going to fuck me in the 
ass now?)" Cassie asked. 

"Only if you have no objection," I replied. 

She murmured to herself, "Nisha keh rahi thi gaand marwane main 
bahut mazaa aata hai. Ek din tau gaand marwani hee hai. Phir aaj 
kyon nahin? (Nisha was saying fuck in the ass hole is very 
pleasurable. One day I have to have my ass hole fucked then why not 
today)." 

Then turning to me she said, "Sahebji, main tayyaar hoon. Gaand 
marni hai tau mar lo (Sahebji, I am ready. Fuck my ass hole if you 
want to)." 

"It will hurt," I told her. 

"It has to hurt someday. No I am ready," was her reply. 

After greasing both her ass hole and my shaft I penetrated her gaand. 
"AAAAAAAYYYYYYIIIIIIEEEEEEEE," she screamed as my cock 
entered her rear door. 

At first she complained that it was hurting her too much but soon 
started to enjoy the new sensation. "It was really very nice," she said 
after we had finished. We enjoyed ourselves for six months. 

One day she announced, "Sahebji, my marriage has been fixed. I am 
to marry Alan in three months time. Alan was two years my senior in 
college. I did not know Alan then but now my parents have arranged 
my marriage to him. He is nice. I like him." 

"Does Nisha know? I asked. 

"Of course, I wrote and told her. She wrote back, "I am not surprised. 
Remember I told you so. The big one is very lucky." 

She said to tell you that your lund has done it again. She also wanted 
me to find a choot for the big one.

"I can't do much for the big one. My only best friend is already 
married. What I can do is to introduce you to several girls but you 
have to take it up from there," she said apologetically.

I laughed and said, "Don't worry. I have been without a girl before and 
I am not really so helpless as Nisha imagines." 

"We are having a farewell party on Saturday in college. I want you to 
be my escort," Cassie suggested. 

She went on to explain that it was a tradition in their college that the 
second year students give a farewell party to the class passing out. 
"You won't get bored. There will be many pretty virgins and they will 
be serving beer," she giggled. 

Not being averse to virgins and beer I agreed.

On Saturday I escorted her to the party. 

The party was held in the college gymnasium. There was lots of 
seating space, a space to dance and a make shift bar. 

Cassie introduced me to many girls and boys saying, "This is my 
friend Sahebji. He is an artist." 

One girl, Asha wanted me to draw her picture. I tried to get out of it 
but others also insisted. Then one boy, Pappu, said pointing to a 
graying man standing near the entrance, "Sahebji, forget Asha. Draw 
the sketch of the Weasel." 

Everyone agreed and shouted, "Yes, yes draw his picture." 

The man he had pointed out had an interesting face and he actually 
resembled a weasel. Pappu arranged for a sheet of paper and pencil. 
While I was sketching I asked, "Who is he?"

 With a smile Cassie said, "He is our principal." 

After I had finished all the students said that it was a great sketch and 
it resembled the weasel to a T. 

Pappu disappeared with the sketch to show it around. About an hour 
later I was sitting at the bar with Pappu when someone tapped me on 
the shoulder. I turned around to find the principal standing. 

Showing me the sketch he said sternly, "Did you draw this? 

"Yes sir but I did not mean any disrespect," I said apologetically. 

"No, it is good. Actually, it is very good. I like it. You are not a student 
of my college. I have never seen you before," he said smiling. 

"No sir, I am a guest of one of the students," I replied. 

He asked, "You are good. Are you an artist?

"Sort of. Actually I am a commercial artist," I replied. 

Before leaving he gave me his card and said, "May I keep this sketch 
I like it very much. Come and see me next week sometime I would 
like to talk to you." 

A pale Pappu said, "I thought we were in big trouble but the Weasel 
turned out to be good sport. I hope he does not read you the riot act 
when you see him." 

"Forget about him let us have another beer," I said. 

While we were drinking our beer I saw a very pretty girl dancing 
alone. She was 5"6" tall with a superb figure. Her bobbed hair suited 
her slim face. She wore a red blouse with black buttons and a knee 
length black skirt. Her matching red shoes completed her outfit. Her 
big boobs were hard and firm. 

"Pappu, what is with you boys? Why is no one dancing with this 
extraordinarily pretty girl," I said gesturing towards the dancing 
beauty. 

"I see her beauty has also bewitched you too? Every one here keeps 
away from her. She is not a girl. She is like a coiled cobra, very pretty 
but very, very deadly. She is also very vain, egoistic and haughty. If I 
were you I will keep her at a distance," Pappu said. 

"Tut, tut, Pappu, those sure are harsh words to describe such a pretty 
girl," I said. 

"If you only knew the truth about her then you will agree with me that 
what I am saying about her is putting it very politely," Pappu said. 

"Okay, tell the truth," I said. 

"Well at first she encourages a guy and when the guy tries to kiss her 
or embrace her she shouts bloody murder. You know what happened 
to a friend of mine? She went to a movie with him and kept 
encouraging him but when he tried to put his arm round her in the 
darkened hall, she created such a scene that the police arrived. My 
friend, poor fellow left the college out of shame. If you want to be 
disgraced it is up to you. I have done my duty and warned you," 
Pappu said.  

"It sure is a pity. She is definitely very pretty," I told him. 

After the party as I was escorting Cassie home, she asked, "Sahebji, 
did you like any of the girls?" 

"Yes most of them were very nice but I liked a girl called Roma best," 
I said.

"What? That bitch," Cassie shouted. 

"Why does everyone react like this. Pappu also called her names," I 
said. 

"If you only knew what she did to his friend you would also call her 
names," she replied. 

"I know what happened but you know you can't clap with one hand. I 
feel, there must be more to it," I said. 

"You don't even know her and are defending her so staunchly. If you 
only knew how she humiliated me today," Cassie said and started to 
sob. 

"Darling, what did she do to you?" I asked kissing her lightly on the 
nose. 

Between sobs, she said, "When I told the girls that I am getting 
married to Alan everyone was happy and congratulated me but that 
bitch Roma, with a smug look, said, "You are getting married to that 
loser Alan. I went out with him only once and immediately saw that he 
was a loser and dropped him like a hot brick." Sahebji, believe me, I 
could have died with shame." 

"Tell me more about her," I said. "She keeps boasting that she is not 
like other girls and knows how to protect her virginity, which she will 
only surrender to her husband on the wedding night. She talks to us 
like as if we were all whores." 

"Does she know about us?" I asked. 

"Definitely not. She just assumes that all girls, other than her are 
having affairs," Cassie said. 

"Roma can't talk to my Cassie like this and get away with it," I said 
getting angry. 

"What are you going to do? Pop her cherry? Please don't do anything 
rash for my sake and get into trouble," Cassie said. 

"Frankly, I don't know what I will do but I will try my very best to see 
that she apologizes to you for her rude behavior today," I replied. We 
did not talk about Roma again. 

Later I thought that all the boys are enamored by Roma's beauty but 
she treated them like dirt. Therefore the best way to make her to take 
interest in me would be to treat her like any ordinary girl and be cool. 
Yes, this would be the best plan. 

On Saturday I went to see the Weasel. He was glad to see me. He 
showed me my sketch, which he had placed under the glass on his 
desk. He said, "Sahebji, you are a good artist. We have an opening 
for an Art teacher in our college. Would you like to join our faculty?" 

I laughed and said, "I am honored by your offer but sir I already have 
a nine to five job which I enjoy." 

While we were talking there was a knock on the door and Roma 
peeped in, "Sorry chacha (uncle – father's younger brother) I did not 
know you were busy. I will come later." 

He said, "No come on in and meet Sahebji. He is a great artist. I am 
trying to persuade him to join our college," and then turning to me 
added, "Sahebji this is my niece Roma."

Roma said, "Good evening, Mr. Sahebji. I am pleased to meet you," 
and stuck out her hand. 

I took her hand and said, "The pleasure is entirely mine." 

"Chacha, I will come later," she said and left. 

"Roma is very pretty isn't she? My brother is settled in England and 
sent Roma here to do her graduation. She is staying with my wife and 
me. We have no children of ours. It is nice to have a young person 
staying with us. May be you could consider teaching interested 
students in the evenings after your work. You will of course be paid," 
he said. 

Extra money is always welcome and it might give me an opportunity 
to meet Roma again. "Okay sir, I can try that but I let us start with two 
hours three times a week," I said. 

"That would be fine," he said. 

This gave me an excuse to visit the college often. 

Pappu had become a great fan of mine. I also liked him and we 
become good friends. He took me to a bar frequented by the 
students. It was called "The Orbit." 

A very fat bald guy called Tony ran it. "The Orbit" was a biggish place. 
In the evenings students hung around chatting and socializing and 
many even brought their dates with them. There was a dance floor 
and it boasted of a small bar, which served cold drinks and beer. 
Most evenings Pappu and I stopped there for a beer or two.  

I kept running into Roma but other than a polite greeting we did not 
talk. On many an occasion I felt that she wanted to talk to me but I 
managed to avoid a long conversation. One evening she collared me 
in the college. After the usual greetings she said, "Sahebji, I want to 
talk to you." 

I said, "Sure why not but right now I am in hurry but if you wait we can 
talk later. I should be back in twenty minutes okay? She nodded. 

Leaving her I met up with Pappu and went to "The Orbit." Seating 
ourselves at the bar we ordered beer. The place was full as usual. 
Piped music was playing. Few couples were on the dance floor. 
There was a loud buzz of conversation. Nearly an hour had past 
since I had left Roma. 

Suddenly there was pin drop silence. Pappu turned around and 
whispered, "Sahebji, the bitch is here." 

In the mirror behind the bar I saw Roma surveying the scene. She 
spotted us and walked resolutely towards us. 

"Oh, oh she is coming straight towards us. I am out of here," Pappu 
whispered. 

"Don't move. Stay where you are till I tell you," I said to Pappu under 
my breath. 

"Here you are swilling beer and I was waiting for you in college," she 
said controlling her anger. 

"Sorry Roma, I completely forgot," I apologized. 

"Doesn't matter but you could buy a girl a drink," she said cooling 
down a bit. 

"It will be my pleasure. What will you drink? I said and before she 
could answer added, "Tony, give the lady a soft drink." 

"I don't want a soft drink. What are you guys drinking?" she asked. 

Pappu said, "We are drinking beer." 

"I will also have a beer. Tony, give me a bottle of whatever they are 
drinking," she said. 

"Roma, we are drinking strong beer. Tony, give her a light one," I 
said. 

"No, I want a strong beer also," she ordered. 

When the beer was served she started to drink it like water. "Roma, 
drink it slowly. This beer is very potent," I suggested. 

She did not pay heed and finished the beer in quick time. "Tony, give 
me another bottle," she said thickly. 

"Pappu, offer the lady a seat," I said. 

Pappu got up and tried to help Roma on to the barstool. Roma was 
unsteady on her legs and tripped. I quickly bent down and caught her 
but by accident my hands cupped her boobs. 

"Take your hands off me and stop squeezing my tits," she said loud 
enough for others to hear. All eyes were turned towards us. I held on 
to her. 

"Maine kaha ki meri chuchiyan dabana bund karo aur mujhe chord do 
(I said stop pressing my tits and let me go)," she screamed. 

"If I let you go you will fall," I said still holding on to her tits. 

"I don't care. Just let me go," she said again. I let her go.  With a loud 
thump she fell on the floor. 

Pappu and I helped her on to the barstool. "You did this on purpose," 
she said to me rubbing her pretty buns. 

"I was trying to be helpful but when you insisted that I let you go I had 
no choice. Forget what happened drink your beer," I said. 

She looked at me strangely and started drinking her beer. She was 
still drinking it way too fast. After finishing the bottle she staggered of 
the stool and said, "I must go home now." 

From the corner of my eyes I saw four boys get up and look towards 
Roma. Roma was not too popular among the boys. I thought if these 
four guys caught up with Roma in her inebriated state then when she 
gets home she won't be a virgin anymore. 

Frankly I had no love lost for her. I thought maybe I might get lucky 
and pop her cherry in future. Therefore it was best that she did not 
lose her cherry tonight. She hung on to my arm as we walked out. 

 "Come Roma, I will walk you home," I said. 

The cool breeze revived Roma to some extent but she leaned closely 
towards me. We walked to her home in silence. She kept glancing at 
me from time to time. I wondered what was going on in her conceited 
mind. 

When we reached her house she looked up towards me with half 
puckered lips wanting me to kiss her. I was not ready for it yet. I said, 
"Goodnight Roma, sleep tight," and turned on my heels and walked 
away. After ten steps I turned around and saw she was standing very 
still and glaring at me with anger. I waved and continued on my way. 

A week later Roma waylaid me in the college and said, "Please 
Sahebji, I want to talk to you." 

"I have an appointment with the principal. I will be right back. Stay 
here and don't go away," I said. 

"This is what you said a week back also," she said a sarcastic tone.  

"Give me five minutes and no longer," I said and walked away. 

Actually I did not have any appointment. I just required time to think 
as what she might say. I went into the principal's office spent five 
minutes with him and lingered around his secretary's office for 
another ten minutes before returning. 

Roma was still waiting for me. 

She smiled and said, "I thought you had again ditched me." 

"What do you want to talk about? I asked. 

"Sahebji, my chacha says you are a great artist. I want you to draw 
my picture. Not a caricature but a proper portrait type," she said. 

"Sure anytime you say. It will require number of sittings but with one 
condition," I replied. 

"What condition?" she asked. 

"I will show you the sketch when it is complete and not earlier. 
Agreed? I said.  

"This is fine with me," she replied. 

"Will tomorrow suit you? Meet me here and we can use one of the 
classrooms," I suggested. 

She said, "I don't want a conventional portrait. What I had in mind 
cannot be done here. I want you to sketch me lying in bed. Can't we 
do it at your place?" 

"My place it is. Tell me when?" I said. 

With a triumphant look she said, "Day after tomorrow. I will be at your 
place at six sharp. Don't forget."

I wondered what plan she had cooked up to avenge herself. We will 
be alone in my bedroom and if something happens then people will 
believe her and not me. 

Knowing her reputation I borrowed a video camera from a friend and 
placed it in such a manner in my bedroom so that the whole of the 
bed and the place I planned to sit were clearly visible. 

At sharp six she rang the bell. Switching on the video I opened the 
door. She went into the bedroom and started to take her clothes off. 
Alarmed I said, "Hey what are you doing? Why are you taking your 
clothes off?" 

"I want you to draw me in the nude," she said sweetly. 

"Won't you feel embarrassed undressing in front of a man?" I asked. 

"No why? You are an artist and I am your model it will be just like 
exposing myself to a doctor" she replied. 

So this was her plan. She wanted to tempt me with her naked body 
into making a wrong move. She was winning. I already had a massive 
hard on. 

She lay down naked on the bed and said, "I want you to draw me 
accurately in every detail. Am I lying correctly? Can you see all my 
assets clearly?" Under my directions she adjusted her pose. 

Naked she was even prettier. She lay on her back. Her head and 
shoulders propped up on pillows. Her tits were firm without any hint of 
sag. Her light brown nipples were taut and peaked. Her slim figure did 
not have an ounce of extra fat. Her hips were tight. One knee bent 
and the other leg straight at an angle of thirty degrees creating a gap 
between her legs. The only thing that did not go with the scene was 
her bush. 

"Roma, I suggest the next time you come for a sitting remove the hair 
from your choot. They are eclipsing your prettiest asset, namely your 
choot." 

"Why the next time? Bring me your shaving kit and with your help I 
can do it right now," Roma said with a broad smile. 

I had put my foot in the mouth. I was in trouble. What did she say? 
Yes bring your shaving kit and help me remove the offending hair. No 
I couldn't do that. I was so excited and if I touched her naked flesh I 
would surely end up raping her. 

Sahebji, Sahebji think there has to be a way out of this. You can't let 
her win. Suddenly the solution came to me. Nisha my little one (Read 
"Nisha, the little one" for full details) always used a hair removing 
cream, which she kept in the medicine cupboard in the bathroom. 
Roma could use it. 

To bring it was also a problem. I had such a big hard on that it would 
show. Deciding that this was the lesser of the two evils, I got up and 
walked awkwardly towards the bathroom. Roma seeing the big bulge 
laughed throatily. I located the cream and with a fresh hand towel and 
a hand mirror gave it to her and said, "Go to the bathroom and use 
this and remove them yourself." 

"Why the bathroom I can do it here," she laughed. 

She sat up and started to apply the cream on the offending growth. 
She spread her legs and applied the cream on her choot. She kept 
inquiring if the hair were completely gone. 

I watched this exhibition of "choot display." I became harder and 
bigger. I sat oozing pre-cum in my underwear. Touching herself made 
Roma also horny. Her breath was getting shorter and shorter. When 
she had finished she lay back and asked, "Sahebji, look if you can 
see any hair?" 

I couldn't see any hair but I saw the small opening of her virgin choot. 
At that moment I promised myself that one-day I would make this 
small opening as big as the Holland tunnel. 

"No I can't see any hair," I replied. 

She was panting with excitement and said, "Sahebji, I think it is 
getting late and I have to go. I will come again."

My hands were shaking with excitement and could not draw a single 
line. I immediately agreed with her proposal. As soon as I saw her off 
I ran to the bathroom and took a cold shower. My underwear was 
soaking wet with cum. It required superhuman effort on my part not to 
give in to the temptation to masturbate. I had a very restless night. 

During the week she came twice. We made some progress on the 
sketch. On her second visit she got up, stood behind me with her tits 
pressing against the nape of my neck, and cooed, "Please Sahebji, 
just a small glimpse." 

Man the touch of her naked tits on my neck nearly drove me up the 
tree. "No. Remember our agreement. Now be a good girl and lie 
down," I said brushing her away. 

She laughed throatily and resumed her posture. I managed to survive 
that evening. 

On Sunday Cassie came. I was so horny that I fucked her hard. 
"SAHEBJI, THIS FEELS GREAT. YES GO ON LIKE THIS. FUCK ME 
HARDER. Y…HES RAM IT INTO ME. Y…HES, Y…HES IT IS 
HEAVENLY. I AMMM NEARLY THERE. Y…HEESSS I AM 
COOMMMINNNNGGGGG," she shouted and lay back panting. After 
a few more strokes I shot my seed into her. 

"Sahebji, what has got into you? You have never fucked me so 
viciously before. No, no don't apologize. I loved it," she remarked. 

I told her everything that had happened between Roma and me since 
the beginning and switched on the video. Spellbound she watched 
Roma's choot display. 

"Sahebji, this is great. Although I don't like her but I must say that she 
looks even prettier when naked. I am glad you have fucked the 
conceited bitch. Now at least she will stop lecturing about the virtue of 
being a virgin" she remarked. 

"Cassie you have got it wrong. I have not fucked Roma. Actually I 
haven't even touched her but first things first. She must apologize to 
you for her rudeness of that day," I told her. 

I then explained to her the plan I had in mind. She laughed and said, 
"This should teach her a lesson. Mera ek kaam karna uss haramzadi 
ko chodena zaroor (Do me a favor don't forget to fuck the bitch)." 

"Don't worry I will try my best. I will make her beg me to take her," I 
said. We then fucked again and parted.

Two days later Roma was back. While I was busy sketching her the 
doorbell rang but I ignored it. It rang again.

"Isn't that the doorbell? Sahebji, are you expecting somebody?" 
Roma inquired anxiously. 

"No, I am not expecting anyone. You relax I will get rid of whoever it 
is," I lied. Roma relaxed and lay back.

I opened the door and with a loud, "Hi Sahebji" Cassie breezed in. 

I said, "Cassie, what are you doing here?" 

"I will just tell you but first I have to use your bathroom," she said and 
walked straight into the bedroom. 

Seeing Roma lying naked in my bed she said, "Oh, oh what do I see 
the champion of virginity is lying naked in a man's bed? I bet you 
enjoy getting fucked." 

Roma was taken aback and protested, "Cassie, it is not as it looks. 
We are not doing anything wrong." 

"Yes I know it is just an innocent meeting. You were feeling so hot 
that you took off your clothes. My dear, I have heard this before. 
Everyone says the same when caught red handed. Boy! The girls will 
be hysterical when I tell them this," Cassie said and went into the 
bathroom.

Roma was in tears. When Cassie emerged I told her, "Cassie, Roma 
is right. It is not what it looks like. I was only sketching her. Come 
look." 

With a cynical smile Cassie looked at the half-finished drawing. "Well 
Sahebji, if you say so then I have to believe you. Oh I nearly forgot. 
The reason I came here was to invite you to my wedding. Here take 
this card and don't forget to come," and with a cheery "Bye" went out. 

When I came back, after seeing Cassie off, Roma was crying. "Why 
are you crying? Cassie said she believes us," I said. 

"You don't know girls. Cassie will tell everyone even before I reach 
college. My reputation will be mud. God! I don't know what to do." 
She wailed. 

"I may not know girls but I do know Cassie. She is not the type to 
spread rumors. You can be rest assured no one will know," I told her. 
With difficulty I pacified her. 

Later Cassie's phone came, "How was I?" 

"Perfect but don't forget to follow the rest of the plan," I said. 

"God it will be difficult. Such juicy news I hope I can keep it in my 
stomach. Don't worry I won't mess it up" she replied. 

Two days later Roma came to see me and sat down in the living 
room. I asked, "Roma, aren't you going to pose for me today?" 

"No Sahebji, please not today. My mind is in turmoil. I really don't 
know what is happening" she said. 

"Would you like to tell me?" I asked. 

"Cassie saw me naked in your bed but she has not said a word about 
it to anyone. This is most perplexing. With such a hot gossip about 
me any girl, especially Cassie whom I have not treated nicely in the 
past, would have loved to ruin my reputation but she hasn't said a 
word," she said. 

"Maybe because Cassie is not that type of a girl. She believed that 
we were not doing anything wrong. Then why would she spread 
wrong rumors about you and me," I told her. 

"You really think so? Then I think I owe her an apology. Yes I will 
apologize to her tomorrow," she said. 

Before leaving she said, "Thanks, you have been a great help. I will 
pose for you on Sunday morning if you are free." 

"Okay, I will wait for you at 10 a. m.," I said. 

Cassie came to see me the next day. "Sahebji, you are marvelous. 
You did it. Roma apologized to me in front of the other girls. She said 
that it was Alan who had dropped her after the first date and not she 
as she had said earlier. She had said it out of spite and begged me 
for my forgiveness. I still can't believe it, did you hear, begged me for 
forgiveness. Sahebji, I am so happy today." 

I said, "Well she was in the wrong and she apologized." 

On Saturday Roma called, "Sorry Sahebji, I can't come tomorrow as I 
can't pose for you. My periods have started. I will see you on Sunday 
in eight days. Will that be okay?" 

On Sunday she arrived punctually. After we had worked for half an 
hour with an inviting smile she said, "Sahebji, would you like to kiss 
me?" I could not believe my ears. 

"Kiss you? I would like to fuck the hell out of you. You have teased 
my enough you conceited bitch," I thought but loudly I said, "Sorry, I 
did not hear what you said. Speak louder." 

I wanted the video camera to record each word clearly. She repeated 
her question. "Yes I would like to. After all I am human," I said but 
made no move to do so. 

"Then what are you waiting for come kiss me," she said opening her 
legs wider. 

"What! You want me to kiss you?" I asked feigning surprise. She was 
getting irritated. 

"Yes I want you to kiss me. Come," she said loudly. 

This is what I was waiting for. I crossed over to the bed and pressed 
my lips on her lips but keeping my hands away from her body. Her 
lips opened. I stuck my tongue in her mouth. For few minutes we 
kissed. She sighed loudly and pushed my head towards her fabulous 
boobs. 

"Kiss them and suck my nipples," she panted. 

I did as directed. She moaned loudly and catching my hand placed it 
on her naked choot (cunt). I ran my fingers between her lower lips. 
Her hips moved in fuck motion. 

"Eat me Sahebji. Eat my pussy," she gasped. 

I moved my tongue in her wet slit. "Higher, higher," she shouted. 

I tongued her clit and lightly bit on it. "OWW, that hurt but it feels so 
good. Stick your tongue in my choot," she ordered. 

I stuck my tongue in her virgin cunt and commenced to tongue fuck 
her. 

"AAGHRR," she groaned, "it is lovely. Go on don't stop." 

She was twisting with pleasure and as I felt her body tense I guessed 
she was about to come. I had no intention to let her finish. Removing 
my tongue from her fuck canal I started kissing her on her lips. 

"OOHHh," she said disappointed. 

"Why did you stop? Eat me more," she pleaded. I went back to work 
on her clit. Again when she was about to come I stopped. I did this 
three more times. 

Roma was wild with lust. "I want to come. Make me come. Please eat 
me more. No just take me. Yes, yes fuck me," she screamed. 

"You want me to fuck you but you wanted to take your virginity to your 
marriage bed," I asked. 

"Damn my virginity. Just shove your cock in me and fuck me. I beg of 
you. I will be your slave forever. Please fuck me," she wailed. 

This was the moment I had been waiting for. 

I quickly undressed and spreading her legs pushed my raging hard 
on in her choot. 

"AAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE, it hurts" she shouted as I 
drove into her with all my might. 

I then fucked her with slow long strokes. Within minutes she came 
with a loud, "AAAHHHhh." 

I continued moving my cock in and out, constantly varying my speed 
and the length of my strokes. She was moaning with pleasure. Her 
hips were moving in perfect rhythm of my strokes. I shortened my 
strokes and moved faster. 

"OH IT FEELS SO GOOD. FUCK ME HARDER. Y…HES Y…HES 
LIKE THIS. FASTER, SAHEBJI, FASTER DON"T STOP I AM 
GETTING THERE AGAIN. Y…HES I AM NEARLY THERE. I AMMM 
COMMMINNNGGGGGGG," she shouted and fell back panting. After 
a few strokes I shot my seed into her waiting choot. 

After I lit a cigarette, I said, "Roma, it was wonderful. What got into 
you, you are normally so calm and collected." 

She laughed, "I don't rightly know myself. My invitation to you to kiss 
me was just to tease you. Immediately after my period I am quite 
horny. I could handle the proximity of your body and your chest 
pressing against my boobs. It made me wild with desire but when you 
pushed your tongue into my mouth my mind stopped working and my 
body took over. The result is in front of you. Roma, your slave with 
her deflowered, bleeding cunt is lying naked next to you."   

By fucking Roma the hunger of my body had been stilled but my 
anger had not subsided. While I smoked I thought, "Today she lost 
her cool but what will happen tomorrow? She may not come to visit 
me anymore. I therefore decided to make the most of it today i.e. 
introduce her to all the ways of lovemaking. Roma lay with her head 
on my chest kissing and sucking my nipples. Soon I regained my 
erection."

"Slave take my cock in your mouth and suck it," I said. 

"No please it is dirty. I also don't know what to do," Roma replied. 

"It is just as clean or dirty as your choot when I licked it. Suck. Just 
keep doing as I direct," I ordered. Reluctantly Roma took my cock in 
her mouth and started to give me a blowjob. 

Suddenly she stopped and pleaded, "Don't cum in my mouth. Okay."  
"That is a must, and you are going to swallow every drop that I shoot 
into your mouth. Now get on with the job slave, I said. 

With a resigned look she recommenced to suck me off. 

"Oh Roma, that feels good. Take more of my lund (cock) in your 
mouth. Yes that is the way. Your hot wet mouth feels great. Yes suck 
harder. Take my nuts in your hand and squeeze them lightly. Lick 
them. Now suck my cock again. Y…hes it is goood. Move your head 
up and down. Faster, faster Y…hes I am about to cum. Yessss I am 
COMMMINNGg," I shouted as I released my load. Roma swallowed it 
as fast as I gave it to her. 

"How did you like it?" I asked with a smile. 

She made a face and said, "Very slimy and salty." 

"Don't worry you will soon love it," I told her.

Now it was time to pop her ass hole cherry. "Slave get on all fours" I 
ordered. 

She asked, "What are you going to do?" 

"I am going to fuck you in your gaand (ass hole)," I said. 

"No, definitely not in the gaand. I have read it hurts like the devil. 
Please Sahebji, don't do it. I beg of you please," she pleaded with 
tears in her eyes. 

"Slaves are supposed to obey and not question their master's orders. 
Now get on all fours. I will apply some cream on your ass hole to 
mitigate the pain," I said raising my voice. 

Reluctantly she got in position. I commenced to apply cream in and 
outside her butt hole. She moaned softly. "See you like it," I laughed. I 
then placed my cock on her rear entrance and applied pressure to 
enter. 

"Please stop, it is hurting," she said. 

I ignored her protest and increased the pressure. Her ass hole started 
to give way. 

"NOOO PLEASE STOP. IT IS HURTING. SAHEBJI, PLEASE NO I 
WILL DIE. NO PLEEEEASSE OOOOOOWWWWUUU," she 
screamed as the phallus of my lund entered her butt. 

Two more hard pushes and my lund was fully engulfed in her gaand. I 
started to move my cock in fuck motion and simultaneously I rubbed 
her choot with one hand. After ten minutes of hard fucking I came in 
her back hole. 

"Slave did you enjoy yourself?" I asked. 

"Just a little bit," she said wiping the tears from her eyes. 

We lay down to rest. Suddenly she asked, "Isn't Cassie getting 
married today?" 

"Yes later in the day. Why?" I said. 

"Let us go and see her. I have something important to tell her," she 
said. I was not yet finished with her. 

"No not now. No way," I said. 

"Please Sahebji, fulfill this wish of your slave please," she pleaded. 
She seemed very keen so I agreed.

Cassie's mother opened the door. 

"May we meet with Cassie for a minute?" Roma asked. 

"Cassie, your friends are here," she announced. 

Cassie conducted us to her room and said, "Sahebji, thanks for 
coming and bringing Roma with you." 

"I have not brought Roma but Roma has brought me here. She wants 
to tell you something very important," I laughed. 

Cassie looked at Roma, "What do you want to tell me?" 

Softly Roma said, "Cassie, I am no longer a virgin." 

This took Cassie and me by surprise. 

Cassie said, "What? Who? When?" 

With a broad grin Roma said, "At this moment as I sit before you my 
choot, gaand and stomach is full of Sahebji's cum." 

"To say this required a lot character and guts. I saw Roma in a 
different light. I could actually get to like this girl," I thought. 

"Roma, I am so happy for you," Cassie said embracing Roma. 

Then turning to me, Cassie said, "The little one, will be very pleased 
to hear this." 

Cassie had spoken very softly and Roma heard only part of what was 
said. 

"Cassie! Are you mad? The "little one" my foot. If you see his lund 
you will faint. It is so big," Roma said.

Cassie laughed, "Good for you, dear Roma. I hear that bigger the 
cock more pleasure it gives the woman." 

"I wouldn't know about that. I have only this one and I am going to 
make full use of it," Roma giggled. 

"Cassie how long are you going to be? Your uncle is here and wants 
to meet you," we heard her mother calling. 

We got up to leave. Cassie embraced Roma. Roma with tears in her 
eyes said, "I wish we had been better friends. I know it was my fault. 
May be you will give me a chance to set things right." 

"I would have liked that too. Maybe sometime, life is long. Have fun 
Roma," Cassie said crying. 

Then she embraced me and whispered, "I knew you will do it."  

In the car I asked Roma, "Now where to?" 

"Where to, naturally to your flat for some more chudai. I am not going 
to let you off so easily Mr. Saheb Sahebji. I will fuck you so much that 
you will repent deflowering me," Roma giggled. 

On the way Roma said, "I never imagined that Cassie would be so 
nice." 

"Every one is nice if you are nice to them," I said. 

"No it is not so. In college everyone hates me," she said crying.  

"No Roma that is not so. You were nice to Cassie and she was nice 
to you. Try being nice to people and they will reciprocate. Believe 
me," I told her.  

We went back to my flat and fucked some more. 

In the afternoon I said, "Roma, you have been away from home so 
long, don't you think it is time you went home?" 

Roma said, "Hey are you trying to get rid of me?" 

"No definitely not. I was only thinking of you," I replied hastily. 

"Thank you but I will do my own thinking. You just keep fucking me," 
she said in her usual off standish manner. 

I wondered, "Will she ever improve?" We fucked some more and at 
half past six she went home. 

Two days later as usual Pappu and I were drinking beer in The Orbit. 
Suddenly the buzz died. Roma had entered. Roma waved towards 
the general public "Hi guys," and walked towards us. Two or three 
voices responded to her greeting. 

Pappu looked at me, "What has got into her?" I shrugged. 

I was not going to tell him that my cock has got into her in more 
places than one. 

Roma said, Hi Pappu, how are you doing today?" 

Poor Pappu, he nearly fell off his stool but managed to stutter, 
"T…Thanks and you?" 

Roma threw her arms round me and planted a big kiss on my cheek 
and said, "Sahebji, I have been looking for you everywhere and you 
are sitting here swilling beer. Come with me." 

"Have a heart Roma, I have just ordered a fresh bottle. Why don't you 
join us." 

"No I don't want a drink. Pappu be so nice and drink it. You come with 
me now," she replied and amidst catcalls pulled me out of the place. 

"What now? I asked. 

"What else the same. Let us go to your apartment and fuck. I don't 
have much time today so let us hurry," she said. This was after my 
heart. 

"Why did you not say this in the first place," I said. 

"In "The Orbit." You must be joking," she giggled. I saw her point. 

After we had screwed I said, "Roma, if I were you, I wouldn't kiss me 
in front of others. It could get you in trouble with your uncle." 

"Yes you are right. I am already in deep shit with him," she said 
making a face. 

"What happened?" I asked. 

"On Sunday when I reached home it was well past seven. My chachi 
(aunt) shouted at me, "Where have you been all day? We have been 
so worried about you." 

My chachi is always scolding me for little things. I did not reply. My 
chachi said sarcastically to my chacha, "Why don't you ask your 
darling niece where she has been since morning." 

My chacha said mildly, "Roma, where were you? Your chachi and I 
were very worried." 

"Sorry chacha, it got late. In the morning I had a splitting headache so 
I went out to get some fresh air. There I met some friends. We 
slummed around for sometime and then took in the matinee show." 

"In future if you are getting late call us. You know your chachi and I 
worry about your well being," he said. 

"Yes chacha, I will do that. I am very sorry," I said. The matter ended 
for me but not for my chachi. 

After a shower when I went to the kitchen to help my chachi she was 
muttering but ensuring that it was loud enough for me to hear, "Who 
does Her Excellency think she is? Queen of England? Stays away 
the whole day and says sorry, as if that is the end of the matter. She 
does not realize the big responsibility on our shoulders. What face will 
we show her parents if something bad happens to her?" She went on 
and on in this strain. 

I lost my cool and my resolve to be nice to people went for a big six. I 
said, "Chachi, you really want to know what I was doing all day?" 

My chachi opened her mouth to say something, but without waiting 
for her response I said, "Saare din main apne dost ke palang per 
nangi let kar uss se apni choot chudwati rahi. Meri phati huyi choot 
dekhogi? (The whole day I lay naked in my boy friends bed fucking 
him. Would you like to inspect my bleeding cunt?)" 

Hearing this chachi placed her hands on her ears and ran out of the 
kitchen screaming. 

I was already regretting what I had said, when she returned with my 
chacha. My chacha was livid. I have not seen him so angry before. 

For the next five minutes he read me the riot act and concluded 
saying, "I don't know where you young people learn such obscene 
language but if hear you utter these words again, I will put you on the 
next flight home. Now apologize to your chachi. If I hear any 
complaint from her about your behavior in future then I will ground 
you, remember when I ground you then you will remain grounded." 

To buy peace I immediately begged chachi's pardon." 

"It was a pretty foolhardy thing to do," I said. 

"Yes I realized it later. Now let us fuck, I don't have much time. I have 
to be home by seven otherwise I will have to bear chachi's wrath," 
Roma said.  

Roma could never get enough of my cock. We kept meeting and 
making love. I even managed to complete the sketch and presented it 
to her. Roma said, "It is really very good but the face does not 
resemble me at all." 

"I have done this on purpose so that no one can connect you with it. 
Only you and I will know who the model is," I said. 

The Roma of today was very different from her earlier arrogant self. It 
seems all she required was a cock up her choot and some good 
advice. Roma had turned a new leaf. She went out of her way to be 
pleasant to others and help them. 

Months rolled by. I escorted Roma to this year's farewell party. Roma 
had become so popular by now that all the boys wanted to dance with 
her. Even my friend Pappu deserted me for her. 

I was left alone to fend for myself. I wandered from one group to 
another. I saw the Weasel talking to a lady I had not met before. I 
decided to join them. 

Weasel said, "Miss Abida this is Sahebji our part time 'Art' teacher. 
Sahebji, Miss Abida has recently joined our faculty as a music 
teacher. She has come with high qualifications and has won several 
awards in music competition. She has an excellent voice." 

Abida was in her late twenties. She was tall and had nice features. 
She did not use any make up. Her hair was tightly done in a bun 
behind her head. She wore large horn-rimmed glasses. The clothes 
she wore were lose and had been out of fashion since many years. 
We exchanged pleasantries and then drifted apart. As she walked 
away I could make out from her gait that she had an excellent figure.

A month later the final exams started. After the exams Roma told me 
that soon she would be returning home. When she came to my flat for 
the last time she gave me the drawing I had made of her, "Sahebji, I 
want you to keep this, it will remind you of me." 

"Roma, I also have a gift for you," I said giving her the two crucial 
tapes I had made. 

She asked, "What are they?" 

"Best way to find out is to see them," I said and started one tape. For 
the next hour we watched Roma removing the hair from her choot 
and how she lost her cherry. 

"Sahebji, it not nice to film a girl without her knowledge," she said in a 
hurt tone. 

"I agree with you darling but knowing your reputation I had to take 
some precautions. Tell me the truth. You also did not come here with 
saintly intentions either." 

Roma laughed, "Yes, you are right. When I came here for the first few 
times my motives were quite different. It serves me right. What shall I 
do with these tapes? I can't carry them with me." 

"I know what to do," I said, "let us tape some other program on them." 

While the taping was going on we made love for the last time. While 
leaving she invited me to visit her, "Come Sahebji, we will continue 
from where we left off." 

Two days later Roma returned to her parents. Six months later I 
received a letter from her announcing her marriage. 

If Nisha, the little one had been here she would have said, "See the 
big one has done it again. Your lund is soooooo lucky." 

On the contrary, I think my cock is very unlucky. Whenever it finds a 
girl to screw she gets married and it is left standing alone to start all 
over again. 

Dear readers you decide. 

The end

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