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 Hi folks I hope you liked this story. Please write and tell me at sahebji70@yahoo.com. I love to receive feedback from readers. Please don"t disappoint me. Catch you later. Bye. Sahebji