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This is my true story which will be posted in 3 parts.Donot publish my mail id.
Hi, my name is Puja Purohit. Today, I am going to tell you the real story of my life about how I submitted myself to a musalman pathan boy from my college despite being a staunch brahmin hindu and my strong dislike for musalman boys and the community. This is a big story and is of 3 parts. This is the 1st part. I am Puja Purohit, 20 years of age.I hail from Delhi and belong to an upper caste Gujarati Brahmin family of pandits. My father, grandfather, great grandfather were all mukhya pandits of Sri Krishna Mandir and very respected in the hindu society throughout Delhi. From my pictures, you can see that I have inherited all the qualities of a true hindu brahmin girl; fair,beautiful,soft and tender. So now I begin my story.
This was my first day in college.I was looking around the college with my boyfriend Ram. Ram is also a gujarati, brahmin boy. I’ve known him from middle school.He is a nice guy,very helpful and has a been my boyfriend for over 6 months.But we have never done anything. He hasnt even touched my lady parts once. He has just kissed on my cheeks.Thats it. A very decent boy, Ram is.
I was wearing a red saree and golden sleeveless blouse that day. All the boys were turning their heads to look at me, drooling over me, so I knew I was looking very attractive and hot. Ram told me not to raise my hands so much because then my whole shaved, smooth, fair armpit flesh was being exposed and the boys were continously staring at them aankhen phad phad ke.
While going around the campus,we saw a group of boys,typical rowdies and muslims most probably, cause they were wearing skullcaps, in a group with their bikes chatting and hanging out and talking loudly. We had to pass them to go to the canteen.
Ram-“chal doosre side se jaate hai.”
Me-“kyu kya hua?”
Ram-“unlogonke pass se jana safe nehi hoga”
Me-“kyu kaun hai wolog?”
Ram”wo Bakhtiyar Khan ki group hai. bohot badmash ladka hai.panga nehi lena hai usse”
Me-“toh kya hua?kaun Bakhtiyar?thodi na daarte hai usse”
Ram-“Puja,suno doosre side se chalo.Bakhtiyar ka reputation hai ladkiyo ko use karne ka.specially hindu ladkiyoko.tumhe ched dega woh log me bacha nahi payunga.mujhe panga nehi lena hai usse”
Me-“kya bakwas!kuch nehi hoga chalo toh”
So we started walking past them towards the canteen. I could already see the muslim guys looking at me from head to toe.A few had their eyes fixed on my breasts as they bounced up and down while I was walking. I felt my hair come loose so I raised both my hands to fix my hair. Suddenly i heard a sharp loud whistle.
A huge strong bulky guy who whistled at me said “saali teri chikni gori bagal dekhke me pagal ho raha hu idhar. Maan kar rahah hai pakad ke chat lu. Dudh se nahati hai kya?”
The whole gang of boys started laughing and leering at me.
Ram started to shake and tremble in fear.
“yaha se chal yah se chal puja”Ram repeated.
“Bakhtiyar saali yaha nayi ayi hai shayed, isliye tujhe pehchanti nehi”said another guy to the huge strong guy who whistled at me.
So I came to know that the huge muscular strong looking guy was Bakhtiyar who was infamous for continously fucking and dumping hindu brahmin girls of that college.
I must say that Bakhtiyar looked really really strong.He could crush Ram anyday. But I was determined to fight for my izzat.
“Aap ko tameez nehi hai?ladkiyo se kaise baat karte hai nehi sikhaye kisine”I told Bakhtiyar angrily.
Hearing this,the whole group of muslim boys started laughing and whistling even more. Ram was shaking like anything.He was about to piss himself I thought.I strongly held his hand.Bakhtiyar came down from his bike and walked upto me.
“lagta hai tujhe bohot kuch sikhana padega mujhe.chal mere saath bike me baith.tujhe ghumake le ayu”he said and winked at me.
“yeh hijde ko hata yaha se”laughed Bakhtiyar pointing at Ram.
Hearing this Ram leaped away. He ran away leaving me alone with those muslim boys.I was so shocked.I never thought Ram would leave me and run away.
Seeing this Bakhtiyar said”Dekh hijda bhag gaya.lekin tujhe toh nehi bhagne denge”.
Saying this he held my waist with his strong hands.I could see his veins pop out as he squeezed the naked,fair flesh of my waist.I squealed in pain.
“yeh kya kar rahe ho.chodo mujhe.abhi chodo mujhe”I shouted.
“chod dunga bas pehle apni baal toh thik karle ekbar please” he said.
I said”are you sick or what.mujhe abhi chod do”
I struggled to set mself free but couldnt. I looked at other people but all of them avoided the scene. Apparently all of them were scared of Bakhtiyar and his group.
Having no other option,I had to raise my arms to fix my hair and just get over with it.
As soon as I did that,Bakhtiyar pinched my armpit flesh and grabbed it tightly with his strong hands. My whole body turned red. Ram has been my boyfriend for over 6 months and he has never touched me since.For the first time a man was touching my body and I felt electric shocks all over my body.I was getting weak in my knees and was starting to wet up.I could feel a rush in my vagina as Bakhtiyar held my armpits with his firm hands and squeezed it repeatedly.
“Afzal kya maal hai re sahi maal hai pataka maal hai hindu brahmin lagti hai yeh. ya naram badan hai yaar.”bakhtiyar said excitedly.”kya naam hai teri?”
“Puja Puohit” i said.
They all started whistling and laughing.
“Sahi kaha Bakhtiyar bhai Hindu brahmin hai.isliye itni gori,chikni,tandoor jaisi badan hai iski”said Afzal and patting Bakhtiyar on the back.
“mujhe hindu brahmin ladkiya dekh ke hi pata chal jata hai. Ek meethi khushbu aati hai in hindu ladkiyo ki bagal,chuchiya aur baalon se.Lund khada ke khada reh jata hai.shant hone ka naam hi nehi leta”Bakhtiyar said with a big grin on his face.
I had tears in my eyes also but somehow I was liking the abuse Bakhtiyar was doing to my soft,tender body.
“please mujhe ab jaane do”I begged him.
“tujhe pata hai agar mein chahu tujhe abhi ke abhi uthake mere gari me phak sakta hu.fir teri saree utad ke tujhe nangi karke teri chut ki bhosada bana sakta hu.koi kuch nehi ukhad payega mera.lekin woh mein nehi karunga me shareef ladka hu.tu khud mere paas ayegi nangi hokar teri chut aur gaand ki tabiyat se chudai karneke liye bheek mangegi”said Bakhtiyar.
I just looked at him and said”please mujhe ab jane do nehi toh..”
“nehi toh kya?”questioned Bakhtiyar.
I couldnt answer him. All of them started laughing and whistling.
“Bakhtiyar bhai lagta hai ladki garam ho gayi hai. Aap ka jaadu firse firse ek hindu brahmin ladki par chal gaya”said Imran.
Bakhtiyar just winked at him.Then he let go of my armpit and kissed and licked my bright red armpits for 5 seconds.He moved his hands down my back and gave 3 strong,hard squeezes on my soft ass.I jumped up in pain.He took all of my butt cheeks in his big hands and squeezed it with his strength.I moaned.Then he placed his hands on my hindu brahmin breasts and squeezed it 5 times.I moaned in pain and pleasure.Ram has never touched me.I was feeling so overpowered.I was feeling that a real dominant man is mounting me up and I was submitting myself.I let go of my defenses and did not resist his gropings of my breasts and butt. I was breathing very heavily.
All the time the muslim boys were laughing and leering at me,passing lewd comments on my body.
I ignored all of that.
“teri number mujhe de”whispered Bakhtiyar.
Without a question I gave him my number.I was so submissive at that point that if Bakhtiyar had asked me to bend over and spread my legs,I would have done that in a second.
“chal ab tu nikal yaha se.raat ko free rehna.phone karunga”Bakhtiyar said slapping my ass.I was so weak I couldnt walk in a straight line.I somehow managed to walk past them.I was looking down while walking struggling my intense desire to touch my vagina.I saw Ram hiding behind the canteen.He came running towards me.
“Kya hua Puja?un muslim haramio ne kya kiya?tumhare haath itni laal kyu hai?”
“kuch nehi kuch nehi.ragging le raha tha.Canteen chalo.” i replied.
End of Part 1.
I want your detailed response to this story.
Nice pics and erotic story.
The guys like Ram are only internet warriors like most H guys where as the Musalmans are the actual warriors on the field. Why do we hear that girls get attracted to bad guys or badass guys because nice guys are too boring and bad ass guys have the x factor. Women want excitement, ‘Masala’ which nice guys cant give them. As a Brahmin girl you hear that Muslims are bad badass both in historical as well and present context. The Brahmin girl would first try to show that she is like Rani Lakshmi Bai fearless and uncompromising and is not attracted to the musalmans. This in turn motivates the musalmans to show who the real boss is and when she encounters strong musalmans she melts. She compares her men with the ferocious musalmans and there is no comparison. It too overpowering for her, when the musalman touches her pious body blood rushes across her vagina. She feels the thrill of doing the forbidden which soon lands her on musalmans circumcised cock.