SHIKAAR (THE HUNT)
By Sahebji
This incident took place several years ago.
Before proceeding any further let me introduce myself to those who are
new to my erotic experiences.
My name is Sahebji, this is not my real name but everyone including my
parents call me by this name since birth. Let us therefore stay with it. I
am six feet tall, slim and others especially the ladies find me quite
handsome. I am a commercial artist by profession. With the introductions
behind us let me proceed with the at hand.
I had been working very hard. I had just completed a long complicated
assignment and decided to take a holiday on the estate. After a few
days I got bored. I decided to go on a hunt for three/four days. With
Abdul, my trusted servant and companion, I drove to our hunting
lodge in the forest about 150 miles away.
A few words about my servant, Abdul. Several years ago, when I returned
home after completing my graduate degree, my had given Abdul, a
fourteen-year-old lad to me as my personal servant. We had shared many
adventures together. On several occasions we had screwed a together.
Abdul was more of a friend to me than a mere servant.
After settling down I went into the forest looking for game. Two days
passed and I did not get a chance to fire my gun.
On the third afternoon about 5 p.m. the sky suddenly became overcast
and it started to rain cats and dogs. I collected my gear and headed for
the lodge in my four-wheel drive. As I drove along, cursing the weather, I
spotted a small slim figure, drenched to the skin standing under a tree.
Thinking, as it would be soon dark it was not safe for a to be
out in the forest alone in the jungle. I stopped and called out to him.
The figure came slowly towards the car. I saw that it was a about
15 years old. I asked her, "Tum yahan akele kya kar rahi hai? (What are
you doing here alone?)".
She said, "Saab main rasta bhool gayi hoon (Sir I have lost my way)".
I asked, "Tere gaon ka kiya naam hai? (What is the name of your
village?)" She told me the name. It did not ring a bell, as I was not very
familiar with the area.
I said, "Tu mere saath chal main tujhe kal tere gaon chord doonga (Come
with me I will take you to your village in the morning)".
She hesitated and shook her head.
I said, "Kuch der main andhera ho jayega aur jungli jaanwar aa jayenge.
Tera yahan rahene khatre se khali nahin hai (It will be dark soon and the
wild will be on the prowl. It is dangerous for you to stay here)".
Reluctantly she got into the car and I continued my journey to the
lodge.
During the drive home I told her that my name is Sahebji and she told me
her name was Laccho and she lived with her and two stepbrothers.
"Tu yahan kaisse aayi? (How did you get here?)" I asked.
"Meri sauteli maa mujhe roz maarti hai. Kal ussne mujhe bahut maara aur
uss ke gusse se bachane ke liye ghar se bhaag gayi. Kuch der baad main
raasta bhool gayi (My step beats me every day. Yesterday she
thrashed me very badly and to escape her wrath I ran away but after some
time I lost my way)".
"Don't worry tomorrow I will drop you home" I assured her.
She was drenched and she was shivering. I took off my hunting jacket
and put it round her small shoulders. She acknowledged this gesture with a
pretty smile. I looked at her more carefully. She was fair and had nice
regular features, long black hair done up in two pigtails. Yes she was
decidedly beautiful. Her clothes were sticking to her body and the contour
of her small and nipples were clearly visible.
After about half an hour we reached the lodge.
I told Abdul that Lachho will spend the night here and instructed him to
draw a hot bath for her. I gave Lachho a fresh towel and a cake of
lavender soap and said, "Lachho jaa nahaa le nahin tau thand lag jaayegi
(Lachho go take a hot bath otherwise you will catch a chill)".
She said, "Mere paas aur kapre nahin hai (I have no other clothes)".
I gave her one of my shirts and said, "Isse pahen le aur apne geele
kaprde bathroom main hee chord dena. Abdul unhain subah tak dho kar press
kar dega (Wear this and to leave your wet clothes in the bathroom. Abdul
will wash and iron them for you by tomorrow)".
She nodded and went to take her bath. I also took a hot shower and
changed into a kurta and pajama for the night.
At seven in the evening Abdul came in carrying the makings of my usual
evening peg. With a broad smile he said, "Huzoor nikale te sher ko maarne
lakin ek hirni ghar le aaye (Master had gone to kill a tiger but brought a
young doe home)".
I told him to shut up and prepare some snacks to go with the drinks and
cook some fine dishes for dinner as we have a guest. Also get a large
glass of hot milk for the when she comes out.
Abdul was not to be stopped. He replied, "Maine socha tha ki aap apna
raat ka khaana tau apne saath le kar aaye hain (I thought you have brought
your dinner with you)" and started humming the song 'Hum honge kamyab' ('We
will over come')".
Abdul knew about my liking for tight virgin choots (cunts). He
knew all about my encounter with the sweet milkmaid Bela, Rani and her
friends (Read 'Gualin ki lardki' and 'Rani').
I said, "Abdul get out and do what I have told you" but he persisted,
"Huzoor cheez tau bahut lazeez hai. Isse aaj raat ko chakh kar tau dekhiye
(Master she is very good. Taste her tonight and see)". I laughed and
shooed him out of the room. He went out still humming the tune.
Dear reader honestly I had no such intentions toward the when I
brought her to the lodge. My motives were purely humanitarian. But all
this talk by Abdul had set me thinking. I poured myself a drink and
dismissed the idea from my mind. While I was slowly sipping my drink
Laccho came into the room dressed in my shirt.
What a stunning sight she presented. Her pretty face cleaned, her hair
combed and done up neatly it two pigtails. Her teen forming small
hillocks. With a big smile on her face she asked, "Kaissi lag rahi hoon
main? (How am I looking?)".
"Bahut pyari, choomne layak (Sweet enough to kiss)" I replied and pulled
her to me and kissed her. She lowered her eyes me and blushed.
She truly looked a delectable piece of virgin flesh. Her proximity, her
stunning looks and the knowledge that she was completely naked under the
shirt gave me a hard on. All my good intentions vanished in thin air. I
now looked forward to piercing her virgin with my cock.
Hearing her Abdul came in with the milk. "Lachho main iss main thorda
see brandy mila deta hoon. Tere badan main ekdam garmi aajayegi (Lachho I
am adding some brandy in it. It will warm your body immediately)".
She said, "Jo aap theek samajain (Whatever you say)".
While I added a little brandy in the milk l said to Abdul, "Tu theek keh
raha tha kila tau fateh kanra he paredga (You were right the fortress will
have to be conquered)".
I told her to drink the hot milk and brandy it will ensure that she will
not catch cold. She drank the milk slowly, partaking in the delicious
snacks prepared by Abdul. I sat sipping my drink and watching her pretty
face and thinking of the pleasures awaiting me.
We talked about her family. Lachho said, "My real died when I
was four. My again. He loves me very much but my
stepmother hates me and beats me regularly for no reason at all. Today I
got fed up and ran away. Then I saw a baby deer and followed it into the
jungles and got lost. I wandered here and there the whole day till it
started raining. I was very scared. Then you found me. I am very
thankful to you for bringing me here with you". I wondered if she would be
just as thankful after I have taken her virginity.
Lachho was stuffing herself with the snacks. I said, "Go easy on the
snacks as Abdul is preparing a special dinner in your honor".
She said, "Sahebji mujhe bahut bhook lag rahi hai. Maine subah se kuch
nahin khaya (Sahebji I am very hungry. I have not eaten since morning)"
Soon the hot milk and brandy started to show their result. She said,
"Mujhe bari garmi lag rahi hai (I am feeling very hot)".
Jokingly I said, "Koyi baat nahin apni kameez uttar de (Does not matter
take off your shirt)". She blushed coyly and shook her head.
Abdul announced that dinner was served. We moved to the dinning room
and ate a delicious dinner. Abdul was paying special attention to Lachho
and addressing her as Bibiji (mistress). She liked that and was very
happy. Abdul had made 'Chawal ki kheer' (A rice, milk and sugar
preparation) one of his specialties for dessert but Lachho had stuffed
herself so much on the other food that she could not eat it. She joined me
in praising Abdul's cooking.
Abdul asked, "Bibiji inaam milega (Bibiji will I get a reward)". I knew
what he had in mind and before I could say something Lachho feeling grand
replied in an imperious tone, "Haan muh maanga inaam milega (Yes you will
get whatever you ask for)". Abdul winked at me and grinned broadly.
Before going to bed Abdul came to inquire if he should put something to
eat in the bedroom for the night. Then looking suggestively at the said, "I don't suppose you would want anything else tonight".
Then addressing Laccho, "Bibiji aapke liye maine Kheer rakh di hai raat
ko dil kare tau kha lena (Bibiji I have kept some Kheer for you. If you
feel hungry then eat it)". Lachho acknowledged the gesture with a smile.
The was feeling sleepy. I told her to go to sleep. I read my book
and after an hour or so and then went to my bedroom to sleep. Laccho was
sleeping on my bed. She was lying on her side. I slowly turned her on her
back. She lay with her legs slightly apart. I slowly unbuttoned the and for the first time saw her completely naked. It was a beautiful sight.
Her youthful were firm. The nipples were pointing towards the
ceiling. Her choot had slight growth of hair on it and the lips were
tightly pressed together.
She was fast asleep. The day long wandering in the forest, the rain,
the hot milk and brandy, the rich food and the sense of security had taken
their toll.
I had no desire to wake her but to take her as she lay in slumber. I
spread her legs and bent them forward towards her and placed my
raging erection on the entrance of her small-unfucked cunt. Suddenly she
opened her eyes. Was it the warm touch of my cock on the entrance of her
virgin choot or a gust of cool breeze from the window is anybody's guess.
She saw me the way I was poised and asked, "Aap kya kar rahe hai? (What
are you doing?)".
"Main tujhe chodne ja raha hoon (I am about to fuck you)" I replied.
She just kept looking at me without any fear or panic. I thought maybe
she did not understand me and asked, "Tu jaanti hai chudai kya hoti hai?
(You know what is fucking?)". She nodded and with a look in her eyes
she asked, "Aap mujhe chodene ke liye hee saath laye the? (Did you bring
me with you to fuck me?)".
"Nahin, lakin tu itni sunder lag rahi thi ki mera dil tujhe chodene ko
karne laga (No but you looked so beautiful that I wanted to fuck you)" I
told her truthfully. "Agar main aapse haath jod kar kahoon ki mujhe chord
do tau aap mujhe chord denge (If I begged you with folded hand to leave me
then will you leave me?)". Again I told her truthfully, "Nahin (No)".
Reading her situation correctly, she decided to make the best of it.
She took my raging lund in her hands and said, "Aapka laura bahut barra
hai aur meri kori choot bahut choti hai. Sahebji jara dheere dheere chodna
(Your cock is very large and my virgin is small. Sir please fuck me
tenderly)". I was very excited and tenderness was the furthest thought in
my mind.
Instead of replying I gathered her firmly in my arms and rammed my lund
inside her virgin choot. Only the knob of my cock entered. The next push
tore through her hymen and half my lund was buried inside her. The third
stroke found my cock fully buried in her virgin choot.
All this while Laccho was screaming, "AAAAAAEEEIIIII MAIN MAR GAYI.
BAHUT DARD HO RAHI HAI NIKALO, APNA LAURDA NIKALO. MAINE NAHIN CHUDWANA
(AAAAEEEEIIII I AM DYING. IT IS HURTING VERY MUCH. TAKE IT OUT, TAKE YOUR
COCK OUT. I DON'T WANT TO FUCK)" and started to sob softly.
Ignoring her screams I kept ramming my lund in and out of her choot.
Her was very tight and I found it difficult to move my cock in and out
and soon my cock released its life giving seed in her hitherto virgin fuck
sheath. I withdrew my now half erect cock from her and saw the mass
of blood on the bed sheet, her blood stained thighs and her bleeding oozing out my cum.
"Kyon kaissa laga (How was it?' I asked.
"Aapne mujhe bardi bedardi se choda bahut dard hui (You fucked me
mercilessly it pained a lot)".
"Paheli baar aisse hee dard hota hai (First time it always pains like
this)".
Then she saw my blood stained cock and said, "Mere Sahebji ka kasoor
nahin hai kasoor hai tau iss khooni laurde ka (My Sahebji is not to blame
it is this 'bloody' cock that is guilty)". I laughed.
My cock was ready again and I pushed it in her cunt. I was cooler now
and started to fuck her with long slow strokes. Lachho started to feel the
good sensation and soft moans of pleasure escaped her. I kept pumping my
cock in and out. After few minutes her released its lubricating
juices and the movement of my cock became easier. She lay with her eyes
closed enjoying the new sensation.
Her breath became shorter, her hips moving in rhythm of my strokes, her
body became tense and she held me tightly and said, "Haan haan thorda aur,
rukna nahin OOHHHhh (Yes yes some more, don't stop OOHHHhh)" and with a
deep sigh she came and lay back. Lachho had had her first orgasm with a
cock inside her choot. I continued to fuck her with long slow strokes.
Soon she was again ready to cum. By the time I got to the short strokes
and spurted my-cum in her cunt, she had let out her juices at least four
times.
After withdrawing I laid down next to her she said, "Sahebji bahut mazaa
aaya, itna mazaa pahele kabhi nahin aaya (Sahebji it was lovely I have
never felt like this before)".
"Pahele dard aur phir mazaa (First pain and then enjoyment)" I said
laughing.
After resting for sometime I asked her whether she would like to eat
some Kheer. Yes she wanted to eat it. I got up and sat on the edge of the
bed with my feet resting on the carpet. I asked her to kneel on the carpet
in front of me. I took the bowl of Kheer and threw the spoon in the
corner. Lachho looked confused. I dipped my blood stained cock in the
Kheer and said, "Tu kheer iss chamach se kha (Eat the kheer with this
spoon)".
Lachho giggled finding the idea of using my lund as a spoon quite
amusing and got down to the task earnestly. Soon the Kheer bowl was nearly
empty and my cock was also ready to cum. I put the Kheer bowl aside and I
said, "Kheer bahut kha lee ab thordi si malayi kha le (You have eaten
enough Kheer now eat some cream)" and holding her head firmly shot my load
into her mouth telling her it without spilling a single drop.
After this we fucked one more time and went to sleep in each other's
arms. A few hours later a noise woke me and saw Lachho was also awake. I
started finger fucking her and then kissed her choot latching on to her
clit. She was enjoying this and said, "Sahebji bahut mazaa aa raha hai aur
karo aur karo (Sahebji it is very nice do it more do it more)". I only
released her clit after she had given out her love juices thrice.
My cock was again hard and ready for action. I told her that I am now
going to take her ass cherry. She asked. "Bahut dard hogi? (Will
pain a lot?)"
All I said was, "Pahele dard phir mazaa (First pain and then pleasure)".
I asked her to get on all fours and place her head on the pillow. Then
gaving her a few strokes in her oozing and then placing my cock on
her rear entrance and gave a mighty push. Lachho let out a loud scream,
"AAAAAAYYYYYIIIIIEEEEE" but I kept on pushing my lund in her butt hole. I
was going in and out and she was groaning with pain. While fucking her
butt I rubbed her choot with one hand. I fucked her twice in her ass before withdrawing. "Mazaa aaya?" I asked. "Thorda sa (A little)" she
replied.
I licked her once more to ease the pain. We then went to sleep.
When I woke up in the morning I found Lachho busy my cock. I
pulled her on me and introduced my cock into her choot from below and we
had a very satisfying 'good morning' fuck.
After we had covered ourselves with a sheet I rang the call bell and
Abdul came in with morning tea and some biscuits and fresh fruits. While
we sipped our tea Abdul, with a big grin asked, "Sahebji, Bibiji aap raat
ko theek soye? (Sahebji, Bibiji you slept well?)". I grinned back and
nodded. Lachho however kept quiet and blushed.
Seeing us lying next to one another and apparently naked under the sheet
he remarked, "Main dekh raha hoon ki kila fateh ho gaya hai (I can see that
the fortress has been conquered)". Lachho became redder. "Maine raat ko
sunna ki aapne kile ke aage aur peeche ke dono phatak khol diye hain (Last
night I heard that you have opened both the front and rear gates of the
fortress)" he continued.
The was now beet root in the face. I told him that it was
enough and to go. But Abdul could not resist a last parting shot. He
picked up the discarded spoon from the corner and the near empty bowl of
Kheer and remarked, "Iss chumach ki kya zaroorat hai jab malayi se bhare
chumach se kheer khaane ko mile (What is the necessity of this spoon when
one can eat Kheer with a spoon loaded with cream.)" and made his exit. The
rascal had apparently been watching all that went on in the room.
Soon Abdul was back to collect the morning tea dishes and asked, "Huzoor
zara uss pyaare kile ke deedar tau kara dain (Master show me a glimpse of
the lovely fortress)".
Before Lachho realized what he had said I caught the edge of the sheet
covering her and pulled it off. "Kya kar rahe hain aap? (What are you
doing?)" she objected and quickly placed one hand on her choot and the
other across her to cover them. I could see the big bulge in Abdul's
pants and I pulling her hands away and said, "Isse bhi apna sunder badan
dekhene de (Let him also see your beautiful body)".
Abdul looked carefully at her choot, her blood stained thighs and the
spots of blood on the bed sheet and said, "Hira hai huzoor hira (Master it
is a jewel, a jewel)" pointing to Lachho's choot and then added, "Lagta hai
yahaan bahut khooni jung lardi gayi hai (It seems a very bloody battle was
fought here)" and disappeared with the dishes.
Lachho was very annoyed with me and scolded me, "Aap ko sharam aani
chahiye ki aapne mujhe apne nauker ke samane nanga kar diya (You should be
ashamed of yourself for making me naked in front of your servant)".
I said, "Jaan, Abdul mera nauker baad main hai mera dost pahele hai.
Hamara rishta bahut nirala hai. Samjhana bahut mushkil hai. Burra mannane
ki koyi baat nahin hai. (Darling Abdul is first my friend and then my
servant. Our relationship is very strange and is difficult to explain.
This is nothing to be annoyed about. )". But Lachho was not mollified.
I took her in my arms and gave her nice long slow fuck. This restored
her good humor. Dear reader I am sure you will agree with me that there is
nothing better than a good fuck to restore a girl's good humor.
The whole day we did nothing but fuck, sleep, eat and fuck some more.
Just before tea time Abdul came and said, "Bibiji main apna inaam lene aaya
hoon (Bibiji I have come to claim my reward)".
Lachho looked at me and I shrugged, "Yeh tum dono ke beech main hai
(This is between you two)".
Lachho said, "Mere paas kya hai jo main tumhe de sakti hoon (I have
nothing that I can give you)".
"Bibiji aapke paas tau hira hai wohi mujhe de do (Bibiji you own a
jewel. Give it to me)" he said.
Before Lachho could say a word Abdul released his hard on from his
trousers and pulled away the sheet covering her and rammed it in her now
exposed choot. At first Lachho tried to dislodge him then started to enjoy
herself. Abdul fucked her three times before withdrawing and said with a
long satisfied sigh, "Kal se issi ka intezaar tha (I was waiting for this
since yesterday)" and left.
"Aap barde kharab ho. Abdul aap ke samene mujhe chod gaya aur aapne
kuch nahin kaha (You are very bad. Abdul fucked me in front of you and you
did not say anything)" she complained.
"Main kya kaheta tunne hi tau usse muh manga inaam dene ka vaiyda kara
tha (What should I have said it was you who had promised to give him what
he wants as a reward)" I replied. She kept quiet.
"Mazaa tau aaya na? (You enjoyed it?) I asked.
"Agar ek sakht laura choot main ghuseserd diya jaaye tau mazza tau aata
hi hai (If a hard cock is stuffed in the then one does enjoy it)"
Lachho replied with a smile. The was shaping up well.
After tea we bathed together and walked through the garden. The
chowkidar (watchman) wished us and inquired if we were comfortable. The
chowkidar, about 20 years good-looking from our estate.
Lachho kept giving him furtive glances during the whole time we were in the
garden. After an excellent dinner Abdul again asked Lachho, "Bibiji khaana
kaissa laga? Inaam milega? (How was the food? Will I get a reward?)".
Lachho blushed and said, "Haan zaroor milega (Yes definitely)".
That night again we made love in all conceivable ways and slept in
between only to recharge our batteries. This continued through half of the
next morning. After lunch Abdul came to claim his reward. Lachho rewarded
him quite willingly.
After the first fuck Abdul pulled her on top of him and started fucking
her from below. Holding her firmly in his arms he said, "Huzoor main aage
ka phatak sambhalta hoon aap peeche ka phatak sambhalo (I am looking after
the front entrance you look after the rear gate)".
Lachho understood what Abdul was suggesting and tried to free herself.
Abdul held her firmly and told her don't worry you will enjoy it. I did
not require to be asked twice. I quickly got behind her and pushed my
already erect cock up her ass hole. Lachho gave a sharp scream of pain and
after a few minutes of in and out movements she started to enjoy the two
cocks inside her.
When we had finished she said, "Aap dono barde kharab ho lakin do lauron
se ek saath chudai karana main mujhe bahut achha laga (You both are very
bad but I enjoyed getting fucked by two cocks at same time)".
Dear reader Lachho with two days of fucking experience was turning out
to be quite a fucktress.
After lunch I told Abdul, "Start packing. We will leave for home in
couple of hours and drop Lachho on the way".
Lachho started sobbing and said, "Mujhe ghar nahin jaana. Aap mujhe
apne saath le jao. Jo aap kahoge so main karoongi (I don't want to go
home. Please take me with you. I will do whatever you say)". I told her
that it was impossible.
She said, "I will stay at the lodge and when you visit it again I will
be at your disposal". This also did not seem possible. How will she stay
here all alone I thought?
I called Abdul and explained the situation to him. As usual he came out
with a possible solution. He said, "Lachho is enough and can marry the
chowkidar but first she has to agree. This way you can still fuck her
whenever you visit the lodge". "Okay I will ask her but in the meanwhile
you talk to the chowkidar" I told Abdul. "Don't worry about him he is from
'The Estate' and your wish will be like a command to him" Abdul replied.
I recalled that last evening Lachho was giving the chowkidar the eye. I
asked Lachho and told her the situation, "He is young, good looking, earns
well and has a place to stay, what else could you want?" After thinking for
a minute she said, "I am ready but will the chowkidar be willing to accept
me after knowing what all has happened here in the last two days?"
I told her," The chowkidar does not know about Abdul having fucked you,
so don't tell him about it. As regards my fucking you he will deem it an
honor to marry a whose cherry I have plucked".
She looked confused. Abdul explained that on huzoor's estate the
virginity of the bride is anyway not the right of the husband to take. As
a matter of fact the virginity of all the living on 'The Estate' is
the property of the master that is huzoor's but in his absence here
huzoor has exercised that right. Every thing was settled.
The chowkidar was called and told to marry Lachho and make sure that she
was happy. He agreed and promised to be a good husband to her.
Two hours later we left.
After a few days I sent Abdul back to the lodge with gifts for the
chowkidar and a small dowry for Lachho. He saw to it that they got with full religious rites.
After their wedding night Abdul took them to her parents. Her parents,
especially her stepmother at first did not accept the marriage but after
Abdul sweetened her with a few currency notes she reconciled to it.
Everybody was happy.
Well, dear reader there is nothing more to tell except that it was a
very pleasant hunting trip in which I did not get an opportunity to fire my
303 rifle but I did fire my 'private gun' umpteen times.
THE END
Dear readers, did you enjoy this hunting trip as much as I did? Tell me
about it. I am waiting for your comments. Kindly send them to
sahebji70@yahoo.com
AIDS IS DEADLY. DON"T SPREAD IT. HELP FIGHT IT. SHIKAR
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