Parveen Bibi quietly walked along the paved street, dressed in a deep purple veil which covered her entire body. After walking through the maze of streets of Shahjahanabad she turned into a narrow alley. Finally at the end of the cul-de-sac, she stopped in front of a large palatial building typical of Shah Jahan's New City of Delhi. Slowly looking around her, she re-assured herself that she was alone. It had been more than a month since her last visit, and she felt anxious desire rise up in her chest. She took a deep breath, and after a moment's hesitation went inside. A stout middle-aged woman arose from a low diwan and greeted her warmly. "Salam, meri begum. Greetings, my lady," she said softly. "May I take care of your veil?" whereupon Parveen Bibi stripped off her veil, handing it to the woman. "Salaam, Parveen Bibi. Greetings Mrs. Parveen. It has been quite some time since your last visit!" "More than a month," the lady replied. "What would you like this time ?" the woman asked. "Well," Parveen replied softly. "I want a man blacker than the last time. Aur kala hona chhaye. He should be blacker. Zub bhi aur bara hona chhaye. He should also have a bigger lund." "Of course, my lady. Remember that, ever since this house was established by Zeb-un-nissa Begum, this is the premier establishment providing black studs for white women for more than a century! Follow me," the woman said, guiding Parveen Bibi to another room. The woman clapped twice and the twelve men present inside immediately stood up. They were naked black men, and assembled into one line. Parveen Bibi walked along the line of men, occasionally stopping in front of a man and carefully measuring the length of his penis. After some time, she made her selection. "A wise choice. He is a Dravidian tribesman, and very vigourous. His penis is ten inches long when erect. As you can see, he has a ring bored into his penis. His name is Thangu." "Would you like me to set up a room ?" "Please," Parveen answered softly. The woman accompanied her to a room. Opening the teak door, Parveen gasped as she saw the black stud she had selected, lying naked on the large bed. The room was indeed palatial, with blue marble pillars standing along the walls, a marble bathroom studded with emeralds and a large luxurious bed. "Enjoy yourself," the woman said smilingly as she closed the door, leaving Parveen alone with the Dravida tribesman. She stared for a while at the immense flaccid black penis in front of her, and then eagerly stripped off the upper part of her shalwar kameez. Climbing onto the bed between his legs, she moaned loudly as she grasped the flaccid member into her hands. "Tum sacch kala lora chhati ho? You really like black cock, don't you?" he asked with a soft laugh. She knew she was addicted. For the last few years she had been giving in to her desires and was regularly engaging in intercourse with black men. Her husband was an Islamic priest, a mulla at the local mosque, and had little time for her. With Thangu's huge black organ pulsating in her hands, she slowly leaned over and gently kissed the satiny head before letting it slip into her warm mouth. The Sudra man's legs buckled slightly as he experienced Mrs. Parveen's expert lund-choos. She tenderly caressed his manhood with her coral-read lips, ran her tongue over its lenghth, sucked around the thick ring hanging through a hole bored in the middle of the shaft. eagerly loving his black cannon. Thereafter she held the mammoth with both her hands one on top of the other, leaving the massive black head standing above. Squeezing his lund very hard in this position, she sucked on the head like a mango, trying to extract the sperm from the shaft. The Dravidian tribal could not resist, and soon filled her mouth with a load of gunk. "Ha," Thangu sighed while his penis deflated in Parveen's mouth. "Tum gori kuttiya sacch lund-choos hoti hai. You white bitches are real cock-suckers." Parveen stood up and kissed the black Sudra man full on his thick slobbering mouth before breaking away, whispering urgently, "I need your lund inside of my fuddi." Thangu chuckled softly. "Ya need some black cannon, do ya?" he asked as she stripped off her shalwar trousers. He kissed her again, grasping her immense breasts while she panted, "Please hurry!" while still holding his rapdily expanding member. "I need your kalloo-lund in my gori Mughal fuddi! I need your blackie-cock in my white Mughal vagina!" Parveen shuddered as the young black played with her boobs. The sight and feel of her huge mamas dangling around her round belly made his penis slowly grow in size. In one quick motion he spun the Mughal woman around and leaned her over the back of the chair. Caressing her fat ass, he ran a finger up and down her hairy slit, inducing a loud moan from the woman's throat. "Acchi gori fuddi hai. Ya got a nice gori fuddi, a nice white vagina," he said whle flicking his fingers across the labia of her vagina. Then, taking his apple-sized head he ran it up and down her drooling lips, teasing her as he poked and prodded her vaginal opening, causing Parveen to gasp loudly in pleasure. Turning hear head to the side towards the black, she hissed impatiently, "Chalo, kala haramzada! Come on you black bastard! Undar ghusao! Shove it in!" "Ha! Can't wait? Intizaar nahi kar sakti hai?" he laughed while rubbing his cannon around the exterior of her vagina. Her impatience grew by the second, until finally she reached between her legs and grabbed his cock out of his hands. Carefully she guided the head between the lips of her swollen vagina. "Itni garan hai, gori kutti! You are so hot, white bitch!" Thangu exclaimed as he felt his penis enter her furnace-like fuddi. "Yeh lo, gori fuddi! Take this, you white cunt!" Thangu exclaimed as he shoved his slim hips forward, burying all ten inches of his black cock into Parveen's vagina. "Aaaee!" Parveen shrieked out loudly as she felt the iron ring rub against the walls of her vagina. "Kalu maderchod! You black motherfucker! Meri fuddi ko phadre ho! You are tearing my pussy apart!" This was the moment that she had been waiting for. She loved the feeling of having her white pussy split in two by the massive dick of a black man! Ever since one of her friends had introduced her to the incredible satisfaction of being futtered by a truly enormous black penis, she was regularly having sex with black men. Indeed, her fuddi had now stretched out, so that she could barely feel her Mughal husband's short pink penis when he chod her. Only the oversized member of a black Sudra or Habshi man could satisfy her lusts now. Thangu now started to ram his fat penis in and out of her with brutal force. With each stroke the massive penis rammed into Parveen's fuddi while her enormous breasts flopped around wildly as she held on to the chair. Thangu held her fat white buttocks in each of his large hands, using them as leverage. "Wo lo, Sudra-chod tawaif! Take that, you Sudra-fucking whore!"he said through clenched teeth. Looking down at her fat ass, his ball bag tightened in anticipation of another hard ejaculation. "Kalu-chod kutti! Black-fucking bitch!" he exclaimed. "Sudra-lund diwani! Sudra-dick lover!" He shouted, ramming her at a frentic pace. With her clitoris about to explode, Parveen groaned loudly. "Zhor chod, Kalloo Maderchod! Fuck me hard, black motherfucker! At this both of them lurched into huge convulsions as they orgasmed together. Thangu's penis shuddered hard several times before spewing load after load of sticky sperm deep inside the vagina of the fat-assed Mughal matron. Parveen's fuddi convulsed wildly around the massive black penis. Thangu stood still for a slight while, still holding her thick buttocks. "Wo bohot accha tha! That was very good! Incredible." Parveen said as his penis slowly slipped from her well-chod fuddi. Thangu caressed her buttocks as she continued, "Baad me phir aungi. I will come back again for