Subramanian’s Autobiography: Adventures of my mom

The story is written from the perspective of Subramanian, as an autobiography. Full credit of this wonderful story of mom's lusty escapades goes to him.

I came across this story in the "Interfaith" website that I had already mentioned in my earlier post "Mom with other men". You can read the story there too.

The mother in this story is a beautiful malayali Hindu woman. So it was very easy for me to relate to Subramanian and hence the whole 'hotness' and 'taboo' factor of the story hit me pretty hard. While I was reading it, I felt that this story was not of Subramanian and his mom but of myself and my mom. It was such a beautiful and exhilarating feeling for me.

Hope you get to enjoy this as much as I did.

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My name is Subramanian Iyer,27, and I’m here to say the true story of my mom. For privacy all names are aliases.

Chapter 1: Ateef, the Muslim Bull
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I grew up in a beautiful city of Palakkad, Kerala in a Brahmin family. The story takes place when I was 13. My mom was the beautiful Meenakshi Iyer who was 33. She was 5′ 4″, fair completion and slightly chubby. My dad was Prakash Iyer, who was 43, 5′ 6″, dark completion, stout and bald. My mom’s marriage was a typical arranged marriage when she was 20. I also had a younger sister who was 11 and her name was Vidya Iyer.

We lived a pretty happy and non-exciting life in a Brahmin household. My dad worked as an engineer and we moved to Cochin when I was 11. Things changed when my dad got a job in Dubai in the construction industry when I was 13. He moved with plans to bring us to Dubai when he made enough money. During the same time we had a Muslim neighbor who worked under my dad named Ateef Choudhary. He was 6′ 1″, tan completion and 29. He lived with his wife (of 3 years) who was 5′ 1″, stout, dark completion and 26. His father whose name was Bashar Choudhary lived with them (after Ateef’s mother died few years ago) who is 5′ 11″, tan completion, grey beard, wore religious hat, yellow teeth with some teeth missing and was 55.

Our families were pretty close but we rarely go to their house since they cook meat (mostly beef) due to my mother’s preference. My dad really trusted Ateef even though my mother did not like the relationship since they were Muslim. Nevertheless she did converse with Ateef’s wife often. When my dad left, he told Ateef to help my wife when he was gone with outside chores (e.g. going to bank, getting groceries etc.). When my mom goes to the temple (she was very religious) or store she let me and my sister stay at Ateef’s place. One day during my stay there, I was bored watching TV and Ateef was at work while his wife was cooking. I went over to the office room and saw that his computer was on (first time I saw a computer other than at school). There was no internet or computer games I could find so I pulled open a CD case to see if there are any games. Inside there were 5 disks with different names on it (Mahalakshmi, Sridevi, Kamakshi, Laxmi and Vibha). I randomly put one of the disks in the computer and it opened a video app asking for password. I looked in the cd sleeve and there was note that said ‘Mallu’, so I typed it in and it worked. Suddenly I saw that there was a beautiful woman sitting on a bed. I saw the camera man talking to her and realized it was Ateef and he started slowly undressing her. I immediately reacted with closing and covering my eyes (since that’s what my parents taught me to do when we watch movies with scenes like this). I started slowly peeking and realized that she was completely undressed. I immediately uncovered my eyes and stared at the beautiful large breasts. Before this I have never seen any woman naked. Suddenly Ateef grabbed the woman’s breasts and started sucking them. I saw there were headphones and put them on and I heard the woman moaning in delight. I started feeling unexplainable feelings inside and my dick became very hard which I didn’t realize why back then. Suddenly I saw him pull her underwear and zoom in on her beautiful hairy pussy. I have never seen it before and got even more excited. He pulled out his cock which was huge (probably 9 inches) and was cut (which I didn’t know was possible since I was uncut). It looked beautiful with red tip and no foreskin compared to mine. He immediately forced it in to the pussy and started pounding it hard while she started screaming and he was yelling obscenities in Malayalam (mostly calling her a whore). I have never felt that happier in my life. It was my first porn. After he was done she was lying on his chest and he pulled out some whiskey from cabinet and took beef curry from a bag he bought. He lighted up a cigarette and told her to eat and drink it while looking at the camera and saying in Malayalam, “My name is Mahalakhshmi, I am a Brahmin wife who loves beef and alcohol, but mostly I love Muslim cock”. Oh my god, I have never seen or heard any obscenities like this. My mom used to complain and close her nose whenever our neighbor cooked any meat and here is Ateef having sex with a Brahmin wife and making her eat beef. The date stamp was last year on the video and this was when he was in Trivandrum for a business trip. Before I got a chance to switch the cd for another, Bashar uncle came around and said my mom is here. I then got up and went home sad that I couldn’t watch more. When I went to the bathroom, I noticed for first time white stuff that smelled weird on my underwear. This was the first time I cummed.

For the rest of the week, I could not focus in school and kept thinking about my “hero” Ateef and how the Muslim bull penetrated the Hindu cow (Brahmin wife). When I come home I always wanted to go to his house, talk to him and hug him. He was like a father I never had. My mother seeing how close I was to him, got closer to their family and invited them for dinner to our house for first time. During dinner, Ateef was very conversational and funny and mom soon realized they had a lot in common. Ateef really likes Tamil movies and both of them talked for hours about it. I was very happy with the fact that we got closer as a family.

Few weeks later my mom’s parents passed away in a bus accident in Palakkad while going to a temple in Tamilnadu. Grieved by this, she left to take care of the funeral arrangements and left me and my sister at Ateef’s place. Even though I was sad of this loss, I was excited to spend more time with Ateef.

While he was gone for work, aunty (Ateef’s wife) made some vegetarian biriyani for us while she cooked beef biriyani for bashar uncle. While I was eating I couldn’t help but wanting to eat the beef biriyani uncle was eating since it reminded me of the video and smelled so good. After he left, I begged aunty for some of the beef, but she refused saying my mother won’t approve. After more begging, saying I don’t like my food and I will refuse to eat, she finally gave in and gave me some beef biriyani and told me not to tell my mother. My sister was disgusted by the smell and the fact that I am eating meat, got up and left. When I first ate it, I felt a little queasy but more I ate, the more I enjoyed it. I usually don’t finish my plate, but finished an entire plate of beef biriyani. Here I was, Subramanian Iyer, eating meat for first time at age 13 and enjoying it. I liked it so much and then I took another plate and told aunty I will be in the computer room.

I was so excited to see more DVDs of Ateef having sex with Brahmin mothers and having them drink alcohol and eat beef. I put in Laxmi’s DVD. Out came the video with a beautiful plump Palakkad mallu Iyer with large breasts. The sequence was same as before but was just as exciting. While I opened cupboard to see if I can increase volume on computer, I noticed a bottle of imported whiskey (same one as in video). MY GOD … I immediately poured some and drank it (I didn’t realize you are not supposed to drink it raw). I immediately got sick and ate more of the beef biriyani. I threw up in the cup and noticed chunk of beef in my vomit. I immediately drank it since I wanted to taste the amazing beef. I did this for many days and one day at school my sister said that she will tell my mom that I ate beef. I immediately pleaded and begged her and told her to try it and it’s really good. I was able to persuade her to eat it, she felt sick at first so I gave her a canteen to drink. She thought it was Pepsi, but didn’t realize that there was whiskey mixed with it. She immediately started eating more and liked it. We made a pact after that we will not tell mother.

My mom finally came back and while it was great to see her, I missed staying at Ateef’s place and eating beef while watching porn. He was such a hero, that I drew him as a picture for school when they told us to draw our favorite hero who we looked up to, in art class. Few weeks later we got a telephone call that would change our lives. My dad got into a car accident and died in Dubai. My mom was devastated and I was for a short while. My sister reminded me that now we can probably stay at Ateef’s place and eat more beef and Pepsi. My GOD... I was shocked then to realize that I had turned my sister into a beef and whiskey loving Brahmin who doesn’t care that her father just died. I then realized that even though I liked my father, he was very boring and very religious and cared more about work than family. He never even had sex with mom since they had my sister and he never even thought for a second to cheat on my mother. I then decided that Ateef is the father I would rather have.

I then realized what if Ateef marries my mother, then he could persuade my mom to eat beef and drink alcohol and can sexually please her like she had never been satisfied before. Thinking about that made me cum even more. Then I realized that Ateef is already married and it would be unfair for aunty who made me and my sister beef secretly every day. Then I realized that my mom could be like the Brahmin women in his DVDs, a slut that Ateef can have sex with when he pleases. That turned me on even more.

Chapter 2: Meenakshi’s transformation
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My mom is grieving over the loss of her husband. She got a phone call from her husband’s friend in Dubai and he said he will call back with details on what to do with the body. Seeing my mother cry, made me sad and even though I liked the past few months living without him, I missed him dearly. I went over to Ateef’s and informed him of the news. He was distraught and come over to our place to console my mother. I was surprised at how caring Ateef was and he showed a different side than what I was used to from the DVDs in his computer room. My mom felt better and Ateef got her to laugh a few times. He said he will keep in touch in Dubai to be sure to get his body to India and that the proper rituals are done. My mom felt stronger and relieved knowing that someone is helping her.

The next few days was tough for all of us. Weekend was coming and I thought it would be good opportunity to keep the mood up since my sister was especially gloomy the last few days. On my way home, I saw an ad for a water park nearby and there was a festival with food and unlimited rides on Saturday. I thought this will be a good opportunity to cheer my sister up and to get my mom to come outside. I went home and pitched the idea to mom, but she was hesitant to go alone with k**s. I then told her “what about Ateef? He could come with his wife!”. My mom liked the idea and said that maybe this will be a good outing for all of us due to all the bad news the past few months.

We went over to Ateef and told him about it, he was excited saying he has never been to a water park and this would be fun. He insisted that he will pay for everyone and told us to be ready on Saturday. My sister and I were excited about and talked about all the different rides we are going to go in the park. We left that morning, and right off the bat, Ateef was very conversational and made my mom laugh many times with good jokes. My mom had a glow in her face and I have never seen her happy especially light of all the things that have happened that past few weeks. Once we got there, my sister and I went on all the rides and had a blast. While we sat to eat, Ateef said he cooked for all of us. My mom immediately said that we don’t eat meat, but Ateef interrupted saying he knows that and made everything vegetarian. He also said that there was no onion or garlic in any of the food since he knows that my mom tries to avoid them as much as possible. My mom was impressed and said she will try it. He said he personally made it and my mom ate it and enjoyed it very much. I have never seen my mom enjoy food as much as she did and I could see that Ateef has left an impression on her. My sister and I however hated it and thought it was bland. When my mom and Ateef left to buy some ice cream, Ateef’s wife said she knew we would hate that food and took out a box with beef biriyani (my favorite!). She dumped it in our food and told us to eat quickly. My sister and I ate them very quickly and not leaving a single piece of meat in the dish so mom won’t find out. My mom and Ateef came by and was surprised that we ate all the food. As a reward, she gave us 2 ice cream each and praised Ateef’s food saying she has never seen us eat all the food. (while me and my sister were smiling at each other).

After we left, I kept thinking on how much fun we had on this trip together and we never had this much fun when dad was around since he always worked. I was hoping that we do more of this. The next few weeks, Ateef used to visit often and gave company to my mother. I had a lot of respect that he never made any move or tried to take advantage of the situation and felt truly sorry for our situation. Eventually I gave up the idea that my dream of Ateef having sex with my mother would materialize but hoped that we can do stuff together and Ateef’s wife continued to give us our favorite beef biriyani.

Soon, we came upon my mom’s most important event, “Karadaiyan Nonbu”. It is a festival in South India where my mom fasts all day and does puja at night before breaking fast for health and longevity for the husband. My sister and I hated the holiday since my mom only gives us fruits to eat all day and ‘adai’ (sweet dish) at night that she eats to break “fasting” which our sister and I hated. We went to Ateef’s house night before and begged Ateef’s wife to make us our favorite beef biriyani so we can secretly enjoy during the day. During the day of Karadaiyan Nonbu, we were excited to go Ateef’s house and eat some good beef for first time during our most hated occasion. Unfortunately, Ateef and his wife went to the store to buy groceries. We waited for many hours and when we saw Ateef’s wife, she apologized and said it will be ready in a few hours. We waited till 6pm but was well worth it when Ateef’s wife rang the door and said to our mom that she needed us to help set up the computer. My mom obliged and we went over and she secretly gave us a huge bowl of beef biriyani (the beef was especially fresh since they just bought it). We have never tasted beef so good and we finished the entire bowl in a few minutes. Ateef’s wife was impressed and said we may eat a week’s supply of beef at this rate. While my sister and I were eating and Ateef’s wife left, I took out a canteen and shared it with my sister who still thought it was just Pepsi. I unknowingly to her again mixed some whiskey, since it tastes so good with beef. She drank it immediately and was hungry for more beef. We ate our heart’s content and was walking back home concealing our burping and found our mother distraught and crying on the sofa.

Immediately, I was afraid that she found out our escapades and eating beef. Ateef who came with us went over and asked what was wrong. My mom through her tears said that she was worried that she didn’t hear anything back about her husband so she called the police department in Dubai. She was notified that before her husband’s death he was arrested a few months back for m*****ing and videotaping u******e girls and that he died while escaping from prison. My sister and I were shocked to hear it and we couldn’t think for a few minutes. Eventually both of us were angry that he was our father and was embarrassed to call him that. My mom was especially mad and went into the room and locked the door. I realized that even though my dad was conservative, never had sex with wife after we were born, he was never able to channel his sexual frustrations and instead did something that we found disgusting (which Ateef and I would never think of doing). Ateef on other hand was able to channel his sexual urges appropriately and never forced anyone to do it since he could have done it to my mom that past few weeks. I had new found respect for him.

My mom was locked in the room for many hours and Ateef was worried that she might hurt herself. He knocked on the door and went in to console her. He was able to convince her to come out and they went outside to the terrace upstairs to get some fresh air and consoling her. I was so depressed about the situation that I wanted to get back to when I was happy so I went to Ateef’s office and took his camera with original cassettes and hit in our bedroom’s closet to watch some of the porn Ateef recorded with headphones. Few minutes later, I heard the front door open with Ateef and my mom talking. I immediately closed the closet door, so they don’t see me in the closet. Ateef and my mom came into the bedroom and were talking in Malayalam. I was able to peek through the creases of the closet door and my mom was saying how she was never loved with her husband and that probably everything happened for the better. Ateef said that while he respected her husband as a boss very much, he is just as shocked that he would do something like this. He said it’s midnight and that it’s probably time to go to sleep. My mom laughed and said she never did the pooja or break “fast” and now is no longer interested since she has lost all respect for her husband. Ateef worried said that she should eat something before going to sleep or she may faint from exhaustion. He said he will get the food from his house so she can break the fast. He came back with a cooker pot full of rice but said that his wife threw away his veg biriyani and only had beef biriyani that she made with fresh beef from today. Sight of it made my mouth water but tried to control myself so I don’t get caught. He said he can take the beef off but this won’t be accepted so he said he will go out and will see what he can buy outside. My mom worried that it might be dangerous outside said its okay she will eat it. Ateef and I were shocked when she said that. Ateef said well, “this has beef, I though you don’t eat meat especially beef and since today is a religious occasion isn’t it sin”? My mom replied that she fasted for my husband and gods punished her anyway so they cannot do more harm if she eats meat. Ateef reluctantly gave the cooker pot and said he will bring plates, she said no need and ate the beef biriyani with her hand from the pot itself. My mom must have been really hungry since she was stuffing her mouth with the food and kept saying how good it was. She ate so fast that she started hiccupping. Ateef who didn’t have water saw my canteen on the table and gave it to my mother. She drank it saying it tasted weird but completely drank it. I filled that canteen up with Ateef’s whiskey earlier but forgot to add Pepsi and my mom just drank any entire canteen of whiskey raw. The hiccups subsided and I was standing there shocked in the closet. Luckily I was in the closet recording the whole thing even while deleting Ateef’s porn since I knew this was turning me on more than anything else. Here is my Brahmin mother, Meenakshi Iyer, eating beef for first time while drinking whiskey to break “fast” from Karadaiyan Nonbu while sitting in bed next to a married Muslim man who has had sex with multiple Brahmin wives in the past. The sight of this gave me a huge erection and I couldn’t control but to ejaculate immediately. She immediately licked the bottom of the pot with last of the beef juices and said that she feels lonely and wants to be held. I have never seen her utter anything like this and it must have been either the beef and/or the alcohol controlling her now.

Ateef reluctantly held her in his arms and she immediately looked in his eyes. I have never seen my mom so horny in my life and she immediately started making out with him. She immediately said in Malayalam that she wants him to pleasure her like she has never been pleasured before. Ateef immediately undressed her like in the videos and looked at her beautiful breasts that have been untouched my men in many years. He immediately sucked on them with a squeal from my mother that I am sure the entire building heard. My god…I have never witnessed anything more beautiful and my mom was part of it. I have never been more proud of my mom. Here I was thinking that it would be Ateef seducing my mother but it was my mother who seduced Ateef on day of Karadaiyan Nonbu pleasing her truly deserving husband. He then went down and pulled down her skirt and underwear. My mom immediately fell back on the bed and spread her legs with no coaching like the whores in Ateef’s DVD. I never thought my mom would be a bigger slut that all of the Brahmin wives he has had sex with. He immediately obliged and started licking her clit with a delight from my mom who started moaning like she has never moaned before. I tried to zoom in as best as I can so I can view her hairy pussy. While she was reaching her climax, she spoke the only English I have heard her speak that day “Fuck me Ateef, Fuck me Hard”. I have never been that hornier before and ever since. This was the hottest thing a guy can ever witness. Ateef took out a condom from his back pocket and put it on his huge 9 inch cock and started ramming her hard. My mom in response starting squealing really hard like a pig not caring that my sister and I are probably sleeping next door. Ateef in response starting speaking obscenities in Malayalam like he did in the DVDs and said he was going to cum. My immediately screamed “in my MOUTH” and she immediately put the thalli (mangalsutra) on her tongue and stuck her tongue out. He immediately pulled out his condom and released all the cum into her mouth and her mangalsutra. She swallowed all the cum and started sucking on her mangalsutra of all the remaining cum. I have never seen anything as hot as this and I was so glad I had a camera in my hand to record everything even though it is limited through the closet. Ateef with his exhaustion fell next to her and said in Malayalam this is the best sex he has ever had. I agreed with him since he didn’t last as long and cummed much faster compared to his other videos although my mom is way better looking with larger breasts than all of them put together. My mom immediately put her head on his chest and said in Malayalam in a drunk voice, “that in her religion, during Karadaiyan Nonbu wives are supposed to fast until midnight for wellbeing of her husband and I have been doing it for 14 years but today is a special Karadaiyan Nonbu since I got to please someone that I now look as god in front of gods I used to believe in”. She said it while pointing to a picture of one of the gods I didn’t notice above the closet. My god, I cannot believe what I witnessed. A Brahmin Palakkad iyer widow just broke her fast for Karadaiyan Nonbu in front of the gods with eating beef, drinking whiskey and drinking a Muslim man’s cum with her mangalsutra in her mouth who she considers equivalent to god. This was a day I would never forget and I slept in the closet the rest of night in ecstasy that I have never felt before.

Chapter 3: Brahmin cow and a Muslim bull
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While I was sleeping in the closet, I kept dreaming about Ateef face on a bull and my mom’s face on a cow. Instead of bull getting on top and having sex with the cow, for some reason it was the cow holding down the bull and forcing its juicy cock into its vagina. I was a calf watching it from the side and I could not be more excited to watch this sight. I suddenly woke up noticed my underwear was soaked in cum that was dripping down the leg. I have never cummed this much in my life, it must be the mixture of fresh beef and watching my hero Ateef finally penetrate my mom. I finally got up and slowly got out of the closet. While I was sneaking out, I could my beautiful mom with her pottu smeared, thalli (mangalsutra) on Ateef’s hairy chest along with her face, while her right hand was firmly on Ateef’s cock which was still hard. I could see cum stains along the edge of my mom’s lips while her right leg was crossed over Ateef’s leg with her hairy pussy exposed. I could not forget the sight, while I was walking out I noticed Ateef’s used condom which I quickly pocketed as a souvenir (never seen a condom this big before must have been XXL). I quickly sneaked into the bathroom, showered and got ready for school. My sister went to the bathroom after me and after we got ready asked where my mom was. I didn’t want my sister to know what happened yet since she will be in shock just like me. I told her that mom is still grieving and we should leave her alone. While we were heading out, I heard my mom’s voice and when I turned around she was in a hot churidar telling me if she needs to make me something. I told her that I will eat on way to school and ran off (hoping to give some personal time between my mom and Ateef to continue the chemistry).

I was excited to go to school, because I plan on cutting class in afternoon so I can rush back to Ateef’s place while he is at work so I can burn a DVD from the hot tape I recorded last night. My sister kept asking what happened last night since she heard screams from bedroom, I told her that mom was just crying and upset and Ateef was calming her down. After lunch, I was able to sneak out of school and went straight to Ateef’s place. While knocking on door, I noticed sweet aroma of beef and was excited to have some of it while burning the DVD. Ateef’s wife opened door and asked why I am not at school. I lied to her that I forgot to burn a CD for a project for school and need to use the computer. She welcomed me in and apologized that she didn’t make my favorite beef biriyani but did make beef roast with rice (soaked in lard/beef fat rather than butter). It smelled so good that I was excited to try a new dish. I took the plate and went straight to the computer room and uploaded the video. While uploading I was having the tasty beef fry while watching my mom aggressively having sex with Ateef. I have never seen anything more beautiful even though I could barely see much since it was from the closet. After it was finished, I went out and noticed that our house was locked. I thought it would be good to hide the disk and condom in my room before going to school to pick up my sister. While I was in the house, I heard noises outside so I quickly snuck into mom’s bedroom and hid in the closet. I heard laughter mostly from mother and kissing. While peeking through the closet door, I saw my mom dragging Ateef to the bedroom and told him to sit in the bed. Ateef asked why she called him to come home early and said he didn’t even tell his wife he is here. My mom smiled and said she has a surprise for him and told him to close his eyes. I have never seen my mom so happy and have this bright glow in the face in my life. At that moment I was so happy that Ateef has made my mom this happy.

She came in with a pot of hot food that smelled great. He opened his eyes and asked what it was. She said that since he gave her such a delicious biriyani, she made her delicious Palakkad sambar but with beef instead of vegetables. Ateef was shocked and asked where she got the beef, she said she went to the butcher shop nearby and said it was for Ateef’s family and got 2 pounds of beef. Ateef impressed wanted to eat it immediately, but my said she wants to feed him with her own hands. Luckily I had a camera and was able to shoot the entire event where my mother, a Palakkad iyer (who wouldn’t even cut onions or garlic a week ago), cut and cleaned beef so Ateef can enjoy it. My mom fed the entire bowl to Ateef and he enjoyed it so much that he said it was the best beef he had ever had. After he was done eating, he said needs to go to work and my mom pushed Ateef down and said that he needs to do something for her. She immediately pulled his pants down and started sucking his cock which was already 9 inch erect. Ateef got up immediately and pushed her away. My mom immediately got mad and asked why he pushed her away. He said that “we just had sex last night, which not wait till tonight”. My mom immediately replied that she can wait that long and pushed him down and started sucking his cock vigorously. Ateef could not hold any longer and cummed immediately into my mother’s mouth. She immediately swallowed it and licked her lips saying it tastes even better than last night. She immediately pushed him down and put his dick in her pussy and started riding it like a horse while moaning. I have never seen any woman on top of Ateef in any of the videos, my mom taking charge turned me on so much and the dream I had last night made a lot of sense. Ateef stopped her saying he doesn’t have a condom. My mom pushed him down saying she bought birth control pills in the morning and wants to feel his cum rather than plastic. MY GOD…my mother, a Kerala Brahmin…planning to have sex with a Muslim with no condoms so she can feel his cum. I have never felt such an ecstasy in my life. I could see that the tired Ateef suddenly found energy after she said that and started riding her harder while calling her a Palakkad whore in Malayalam before cumming. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I was able to zoom in with the camera to cum dripping from my mom’s pussy on to Ateef’s balls. She immediately got up and started licking his balls while rolling her beautiful eyes. He thali (mangalsutra) was buried on his pubic hair was covered in drops of cum. I have never seen such a sight.

Ateef immediately got a phone call from work and said he had to go. My mom was immediately sad and said if he was going to come tonight. Ateef immediately said in disbelief if she wanted to have MORE SEX. My mom immediately shook her head yes. Ateef said he will call her after work and walked out completely stunned. I have never seen such a sight, my mom having more libido than Ateef and is yearning for sex. At that point I was glad that I was able to force Ateef to interact with my mom since even he is having a hard time satisfying her desires. I realized that based on her desires, I need to probably buy my own camcorder rather than borrowing Ateef’s. Unfortunately I had no money but then realized that I have these DVDs that I copied from existing Brahmin girls he had sex with and more importantly my mother. I knew that the rich k**s in my school will pay thousands of rupees for these DVDs. I immediately upload this video and burned it at Ateef’s place and took all the DVDs to school to pick up my sister. I saw a bunch of rich k**s outside school playing games on their fancy handheld video games. I went up them and told them I had porn and if they wanted to see it. They laughed saying Brahmin boys are not supposed to watch them. I replied back that these are video tapes of Brahmin mothers including my own. They immediately jumped up and said they wanted to see it. I told them to meet at one of the rich k**s place to play the DVD and will charge at least 500 rupees per DVD. They immediately agreed and I went home with my sister and told my mother that I have to go to friends house for a school project.

I immediately went to his house where all the k**s were waiting eagerly while I brought all the DVDs. I told them that these are videos of my hero Muslim neighbor having sex with different Brahmin moms to which I had stunned look on their faces. I could tell that they have not seen any girl naked just like me before Ateef’s videos. I played the DVD in same order I saw them, and with each tape I saw stunned silence and even some closing their eyes. After all of them saw it, I said I will give all the DVDs to the highest bidder. The richest k** immediately said 25000 rupees for all of them, to which no one could match. I can’t believe it, I got quite a bargain from Ateef’s collection. I immediately went to the store and bought a camcorder for 15000 rupees and saved 10000 rupee for later use. I immediately went home and noticed my mom wasn’t home. I saw a note saying she went to drop her sister for dance class. I immediately used this opportunity to go to my mom’s closet and make a small hole on top of the closet so I can fit a hidden camera using my camcorder. I was immediately excited with the fact that I can use a remote control to record all of the sex my mom will have for the next month.

My mom came back home with a smile with her daughter and asked if we wanted to eat. My daughter hungry said yes, so we sat down in the table. My mom put 8-9 chappatis for each of us, even though we said it was too much. She insisted we were growing c***dren and we should eat more so we can be as strong as Ateef. She then took the same pot that she fed Ateef and poured beef sambar in both of our plates to our shock. My sister’s eyes lit up and wasn’t sure what to do. My mom said that she learned that we were growing c***dren and that beef is very good for building muscle and from now we cannot say no and should eat every day. My sister immediately munched down on chapati even though she hates chapati but loved the beef sambar that was with it. I took chomped down on the sambar with beef and onions and never felt so satisfied after eating my mom’s food. My mom laughed and said she has never seen us that excited to eat food. My sister immediately replied if you give us beef every day, she will eat 10x this much every day. I immediately ate and went into room with a smile on my face because my dream has finally been realized. My mom being horny for Ateef and having sex every day and my sister and I getting to enjoy beef every day.

Chapter 4: Brahmin longing to be a Muslim keep
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Life was now what I called the “golden era”, since I have been recording my mom having sex twice a day and having different “Palakkad” dishes with beef, nothing could be better. My friends started asking for more videos and with the amount of sex my mom was having I had plenty of DVDs to go around and eventually made over 75000 rupees! (enough to buy a motor bike). One day before school, my mom told me to go buy a good ashtray for the house to which I asked why? She said Ateef is coming over to discuss “business dealings” and it would be convenient if he can smoke while discussing. I immediately smiled and agreed and took the 100 rupees and went to the store. I knew what the business dealings meant sex and was excited that she was going to let Ateef smoke while doing it. The thought that my Palakkad Brahmin mother who yelled at my dad’s coworker for smoking near c***dren at office party will let a Muslim smoke while having sex with her. When I went there I realized that the ash tray for 100 rupees looked very cheap so I took some money from my stash and bought a nice crystal ashtray for 500 rupees. I ran home and gave it to my mom immediately and noticed that she was wearing “maliya phoo” (jasmine in her hair) and very nice blue pattu podavai (silk sari). I asked her if she was going out, she said no she wanted to look “professional” for the business discussion with Ateef. She told me to eat some of the beef masala dosai she made which I ate and went to my room immediately. I used some of my money to buy extension cord that can feed to my room so I can connect to my small TV so I can watch the entire action in my room, since the camera lens is through a hole on top of closet, the view will be spectacular. It was finally 9PM, and the doorbell rang promptly. Hearing Ateef’s voice brought not only a chill down my mom’s spine but also mine. I immediately turned on the TV and I can see my mom all over Ateef kissing him. She said that this night is special because it was her birthday and she wanted the sex to be especially perfect.

Ateef had a smile and she took out a pack of Marlboro and lighter from her bra and put one cigarette in her mouth and lighted it up. I never thought that my mom asked for an ashtray so SHE CAN SMOKE. She immediately put one on Ateef’s mouth and he pulled it away saying he tries to avoid smoking when his wife is around since she doesn’t like it. My mom immediately put it in his mouth and told him not to be a bore and do it for her birthday. She then pulled out vodka from the cabinet and popped it the cap with her mouth and poured it in the glass. Ateef was shocked and asked if there was any soda to put in it. My mom immediately replied “drink it RAW”. She immediately forced vodka down Ateef’s throat and she drank from the bottle. I have never seen a face more shocked than Ateef’s face. Here was Ateef who had sex with every Brahmin in the city of Trivandrum with a calm demeanor, now is perplexed at how my mom has changed since my father’s death. She immediately pulled his pants down and started sucking his cock like a professional. Ateef still couldn’t last and cummed immediately. My mom immediately licked all the cum and took a puff of the cigarette. She said in Malayalam, “usually in my birthday I don’t even eat cake because it has eggs but now I love swallowing your cum which tastes sweeter than any sweet I have ever had”.

She then pulled Ateef up and laid down with her legs spread out saying in English, “Lick my choot like you did on Karadaiyan Nonbu”. She immediately took glass of vodka and poured it all over her hairy pussy and pulled Ateef’s head towards it. Ateef immediately started licking it while my mom started moaning loudly. Ateef then was preparing to put his lipstick covered cock in the pussy and my mom stopped him. She then handed him a bottle of coconut oil. Ateef was originally confused, my mom said in Malayalam, “I want your dick in my ass”. Ateef was taken aback and said he has never done it before. My mom in her drunk voice hit her forehead on her head and said in Malayalam, “do I have to teach everything”. She then immediately bent over and spread her cheeks and said to pour coconut oil in his hand and stuff it inside her ass. He immediately did and had a hard time since it was so tight. My mom started screaming which startled Ateef, but insisted to continue. Eventually my mom loosened up so much that he was able to put all 4 fingers in there. My mom then screamed to put the oil on his dick and put it in her ass. Ateef panicked and immediately put his dick without putting oil to which my mom screamed. Ateef panicked and said he was sorry, she immediately grabbed his hip and started pounding it hard towards her. Ateef could not control and started screamed while he cummed. All the cum dripped down with coconut oil. My mom immediately took her middle finger and started inserted into her pussy and licked the cum in delight. She immediately grabbed his dick and inserted it in the vagina and told him to pound it hard to which ateef immediately did. Immediately after they both reached climax at same time and Ateef sprayed last few drops of cum on my mother Meenakshi’s pussy.

Ateef immediately fell on the bed in exhaustion while my mom kissed his forehead. Ateef immediately said in Malayalam “I was wrong when I said I had the best sex few weeks ago. This was the best sex I HAVE EVER HAD AND WILL EVER HAVE.” My mom immediately replied just like I planned with a smile while adjusting her thali (mangalsutra) and laying on his chest. I was just shell shocked while looking at the TV, forgetting to even zoom during the critical parts. My mom, meenakshi iyer, who always goes to the temple and does puja during her birthday instead skipped the temple so she can smoke, drink and have sex with a Muslim while teaching him how to have anal sex. I have never seen a sight like this and all this time I thought Ateef will be the master and my mom a student when it comes to sex but I found out it was the other way around tonight. I excitingly turned off the TV knowing that this DVD itself with fetch 25000 rupees and went to bed with a smile.

The next day I went to school with a smile figuring out what to do with all the money. When I was in class, I got called by the principal who said that a man named Ateef wanted to talk to me. Ateef brought me outside and showed me the DVDs I sold to my friends. I immediately froze and Ateef started yelling at me saying how I got my hands on this. I started to stammer and told him the whole truth. Ateef looked very disappointed and said that I was too young to understand this and he was very upset that he video taped him having sex with my mother. He said that he wanted me to dismantle all the cameras and said that all of this video is his property and he cannot sell them to make money although he was okay with me keeping the money I already made. While he was taking me home, I was so afraid that he will tell my mom and I was so disappointed in myself since I just had new found respect for my new mom. While he took me home my mom said in excitement it was positive while looking at both of us. Ateef was confused and walked in and asked what she means by that. She said that she took a pregnancy test and it was positive. Ateef shocked said in disbelief “how is that possible? I thought you were on birth control!” She immediately replied in a cool manner, that she must have forgotten to take them on her birthday since she was drunk. Ateef immediately was upset and demanded that she get an abortion to which my mom replied “why, your wife is too ugly for you to have c***dren, why shouldn’t I carry your first c***d”. Ateef immediately slapped my mother on the cheek and said you are a whore and that’s all you are to me so don’t bring my wife into it. My mom immediately cried and ran into the room. I never even saw my dad slap my mom and this distressed me that I started getting teary eyed and went to my room. Ateef feeling guilty left the house.

The next day I saw Ateef and I walked away since I was so disappointed with what happened the day before. He immediately stopped and grabbed me saying that he didn’t mean to harm my mom and that I will understand when I got older. He gave me a book called kamasutra and said even though I am not old enough to understand what he did, I hope this book will help you under the psychology of Brahmin women. I immediately put the book in backpack and went to school. On my way home from school, I started hearing screams up the stairs with my mom fighting with Ateef’s wife with Ateef trying to stop them. Ateef’s wife started screaming whore while my mom was screaming ugly bitch in Malayalam. My dad eventually pushed his wife in his house and looked at my mom and told her to never come near his family ever again. My mom with tears ran into the house. My sister who was with me was shocked and ran inside her room. I went to the bedroom to see my mom crying while looking at the photo with all of us at the water park many months ago. She looked at me and asked me if she did anything wrong. I immediately replied why she forgot to take the birth control like you promised Ateef you will. She said that she didn’t forgot but purposely skipped that day so she can get pregnant. She said that she has never been a good mother for sister and I due to our dad and wanted a c***d where Ateef and her can take good care of it as a good parent. I paused and realized that she admires Ateef just as much as I did and gave her a hug. She immediately took a cigarette and lit it up while drinking a bottle of beer. I was shocked at seeing this and said that in school they taught us that pregnant women are not supposed to smoke or drink. She replied that doing this is the only way she can remember the night she felt alive with Ateef and that feeling is more important than any c***d. I went into my room just stunned that my Brahmin mother who protected us from smokers so we don’t get any lung infection as a c***d is smoking and drinking while being pregnant just so she can remember Ateef.

Chapter 5: Love for Bashar
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Past few months have been ups and down. What ended up being a golden era ended up being the dark ages after Ateef left. My mom was depressed smoking as much as a pack a day and drinking almost 5-6 bottles of beer a day along with half a bottle of wine with raw beef at night while her belly was getting bigger and bigger. I used to be sad whenever I walk to school, since I walk by Ateef’s door which is locked where my hero used to live. My sister was also sad that my mom no longer had the spark and smile she had when Ateef was around. I was so depressed I started looking up matrimonial section of newspaper to see if there are any Muslim man that can replace Ateef but soon after I realized that no one can replace him.

8 months went by since Ateef left and nothing has changed. All my DVDs were taken, I can no longer master bate without Ateef as inspiration and my mom is continuing to smoke and drink away in her grief. Suddenly my mom started screaming saying she has a lot of belly pain, I immediately called an ambulance and she was immediately rushed to labor and delivery and she delivered early with a beautiful baby girl. My mom immediately cried and said I was to name it Ateefa (after Ateef). My sister and I was immediately excited and played with the baby. We laughed and had so much fun for the first time since Ateef left. I realized that she looked so much like Ateef and that I was happy to have someone that reminds me of a man we all miss so much.

We brought him home with smiles on our faces, we saw the landlord outside the door locking our house. When asked what was going on, he said that Ateef stopped paying rent for this place and that we need to pay 60,000 rupees of back rent before we can move in. Spending all my money I made from the DVDs on grocery (mostly cigarettes and alcohol for my mom) and electricity, we didn’t have the money to pay it. My mom, myself and my sister was on the streets with a baby sister with no place to live. My mom angry called the office and asked for Ateef’s address. After much persuasion she was able to get the address and we were able to get an auto to get there. My mom knocked on the door and Bashar opened. My mom immediately demanded where Ateef was. Bashar said that Ateef got a transfer to Chennai and is not here anymore. My mom immediately broke down and said it was her fault that we are practically beggars now. Bashar immediately pulled her up and told us to come inside. He noticed that we looked hungry and gave us all a plate of beef biriyani that we haven’t had in a while. Since beef was expensive, my mom has mostly been buying cheap roadside chicken so we can have some meat every day for past 8 months. We all immediately ate it all and asked for more. Ateef got a full pot from kitchen to which we immediately started pouring it on our plate.

Bashar looked at my mom and asked for forgiveness for his son’s mistakes and said that they can stay at this house until his son can come to his senses and supports you. My sister and I was immediately excited since we can now have beef that we haven’t been able to eat since my mom required so much booze and cigarettes every day when she was pregnant.

Life was finally back into control since we now have money because of Bashar and mom finally feeling like she is in a safe place. While in the house I realized that Ateef’s computer was stored in the closet and that he didn’t take it. I asked Bashar if I can use it for school to which bashar said was fine. While setting it up I noticed that all of his DVDs are still there. I immediately had a smile since finally I can watch some porn that I haven’t watched in over 8 months. I immediately powered it up and watched 5 minutes of my mom’s first night with Ateef and I quickly cummed at the sight all over the floor. I was surprised how long it has been since I jerked off to anything. I immediately found a towel and cleaned it all up. I waiting till everyone fell asleep and snuck into computer room so I can watch all the videos, I had enough in me to get an orgasm for each one. At the end I was so exhausted, I went to bed and immediately fell asleep.

As days went by, Bashar was so polite and helpful, he reminded me of Ateef so much and I realized where Ateef got his good heart from. My mom finally was able to bond with a male and she was so excited when Bashar taught her a two about cooking meat helping her transform from a Brahmin cook to a proper Muslim cook. My sister and I realized beef made by my mom tasted so much better that we were happy Bashar was in our lives. Bashar also buys my mom cigarettes and beer which he says also enjoys in indulging although he was unable to do it since Ateef’s wife didn’t approve. Here was my mom, meenakshi iyer sitting on the couch while smoking and chugging beer and talking to a 55 year Muslim about the art of cooking beef. Finally this is the mother I looked up to. I realized that this is a familiar setting that I saw when my mother interacted with Ateef. I immediately blew the idea away, since I didn’t think she was such a slut that she will immediately forget Ateef and get horny for someone who is 20 years her senior.

Few days went by, and my mom was surprised with a cake. My mom blushed after seeing cake saying she never celebrated her birthday like this in her life (since my dad didn’t believe in celebrating anything). He said it was a special cake made with tallow (beef fat) rather than butter since he knew how much she loved beef. My mom’s eyes lit up and didn’t think cake could be made that way. My mom cut the cake and while we expected her to feed us first, she immediately went to Bashar and fed him first. I saw a glow in her face I didn’t see since she met Ateef. My suspicions were confirmed when after my mom asked about his wife, who he said unfortunately died of breast cancer 3 years ago. My mom felt sad and said how a nice guy like him is lonely for so many years. He replied that no one would want to be with a 55 year old wrinkled man with teeth missing. My mom immediately smiled and touched his hand saying any girl would be lucky to be his wife. MY GOD…all my suspicions came true…my mom is so horny for Muslim cock that she is willing to have sex with old ugly guys to satisfy her needs. I never admired my mom so much.

She further added with a spark in my eye, “I heard you are very good at massages from Ateef”. Bashar added that he used to do massages all the time when he worked in an ayurvedic lodge that accepted Muslims to perform massages. My mom got excited and said she has significant back problems since being pregnant and was wondering if he can give her a full massage. Bashar hesitated and said that he didn’t have a massage table and that she need to undress herself except her towel. My mom exciting replied, that’s not a problem, we can just use the big bed in your room and we can wash the sheets later. My mom told us to go to sleep since we had school tomorrow and ran to the bathroom to take a shower and lather herself with sesame oil. I immediately ran into my room and grabbed the camcorder that I was glad I didn’t sell for money. I immediately ran into the closet with the big bed and fortunately for me there was a large hole already set for my camera lens. I used the extension cord to wire it to the computer room so I can upload the video as its recording. My palm started getting sweaty and I never felt so aroused since Ateef planted his seed in my Brahmin mother. Now his Muslim father who is 20 years older than her will do the same, I could have not scripted a better turn of events after what has been a depressing 8 months.

My mom came into the room…and MY GOD… she had nothing but a towel with her hair out covered in oil. Seeing her immediately gave me a huge erection. I could not believe that a 55 year old Muslim is going to enjoy this delicious Palakkad slut and who could it be none other than my hero Ateef’s father. Bashar came in with a towel in the room and asked if she was ready. He said that it best if there are just candle light and he turned off all the lights while lighting up the candle. I never saw a more erotic scene and I could tell from my mom’s face on how horny she is with the mood Bashar has set. He first started pressing on her back and I could tell my mom was feeling so relaxed. As he was doing it, my mom started with familiar moan from when she had sex with Ateef. Bashar had such tender fingers that it sent my mom into orgasmic wonderland. She then said she was really sore under her breast from breast feeding and wondering if he could massage there. Bashar said that he has never massaged there but my mom insisted. Bashar felt uncomfortable and said we should probably stop now. My mom immediately jumped out of the table with towel falling off and said “look at me, I haven’t had sex in 12 months and I am desperate to have one tonight on my birthday. Bashar starting panicking and turned around and my immediately fell on his knees and started crying. MY GOD…my mother meenakshi iyer..who shunned sex with my dad for 12 years, who never looked at any men in the eye and even found shaking another guy’s hand inappropriate, is now begging a 55 year old Muslim man with missing teeth for sex. I realized that this was a definition of a slut and there is no better example than my mother.

To my relief, Bashar pulled her up and wiped her tears away and said he will do what she asks him to do. My mom immediately smiled and said that her breasts are filled with milk and she already fed her daughter so she wants him to relieve the pressure. He immediately positioned her flat on the bed and with such preciseness and tenderness stimulated her nipples. Her nipples were rock hard and huge, I have never seen any nipples like this it was so beautiful. Immediately my mom was so turned on she started squirting milk everywhere, Bashar immediately squeezed both nipples and positioned them in his mouth and was drinking breast milk like he was drink milk from a packet. The scene was unbelievable, this was like every guys dream on a first night. After Bashar was full with satisfaction from breast milk he pulled his pants and got on top of her with full 7” erect cock. MY GOD it was thicker and bigger than mine and this at the age of 55. My mom with glee immediately sucked on it while rolling her beautiful eyes. She did it for 5 minutes and I was amazed at Bashar’s stamina since Ateef would have easily cummed 3 minutes ago. He then went ahead and titty fucked her until she was shaking like a rag doll. He then put his penis in her vagina and pounded so hard I could hear the sound even without the mic on the camera. My mom was moaning so hard and long it lasted for 5 more minutes. My mom then immediately switched positions with Bashar and started giving him a hand job. She realized that he had so much stamina it was so hard to get him to cum. She immediately took her thali (mangalsutra) and put two hands to rub her thali against the penis. The sharp edges of the thali was enough for Bashar to cum all over my mom’s face. I have never seen so much volume of cum in my life, it was even all over his shriveled wrinkled balls. My mom immediately started licking all the cum since it tasted so good didn’t want to waste any of it. She then pulled his hips up and noticed cum dripping down his ass. She immediately in her state of orgasm, spread his butt cheeks and licked around his asshole to get all the cum from there. My god I have never seen any woman give such a proper rim job. My mom then licked her fingers and got on top of him and said that this was the best sex she has ever had and my birthday wish is to have this everyday till I die.

My GOD….what a scene. My Palakkad iyer mother…who protected her mangalsutra and never removed it and made sure no dirt or dirty water sprayed on it…putting kumkum on it everyday…used it to help a 55 year Muslim cum while making sure all his cum didn’t get wasted and going as far as licking his asshole. I now know where Ateef got his sexual charisma from, but I realized that Bashar was the true master and I can see my mom realizing that fact also. She immediately hugged Bashar tightly with a big smile on her face before falling asleep.

Chapter 6: Whore of Cochin
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I was able to re-setup my camcorder so that it would automatically sync to a server to upload videos 24/7. Bashar uncle was nice enough to get me high speed internet since I told him I need it for school. Since Bashar uncle does not work, they are having sex with more frequency that I would have to spend money on hosting servers to save all the videos that I have to edit after school. Since all the rich k**s are starved for some mallu Brahmin porn (which is impossible to find online) I was able to raise prices and have already made 75000 with the amount of sex they were having. The first sex they had was a hot seller and I already sold 20, each selling from 8000 rupees. My mom is the most popular porn star in all of Cochin now. Word is going around already in school that she gives the best blow job in Kerala. While most k**s will be embarrassed by this, I am proud of this accomplishment by my mom.

I was going through Kama sutra that Ateef gave me and realized that it was book filled with Brahmin sluts from 1500 years ago that are trained to give the best sex possible to as many guys as possible. No wonder Ateef and Bashar prefers Brahmins, since they are genetically engineered to be the best sluts a man could have. Even though they are pictures, I started visualizing all the sluts in there as my mother and all the men as Bashar, that gave me a huge erection, in order to stop making a mess of the floor, I pulled the XL condom, Ateef first wore when he cummed inside it during the infamous Karadaiyan Nonbu. I could see lining of Ateef’s cum and it barely fit over my fully erect penis. I made sure to pull my tight foreskin back, so that it can look cut like Ateef’s and Bashar’s. I quickly squeezed the condom so that the dry cum of my hero Ateef can touch my sensitive penis head. The thought that this cum was related to my mom and reading Kama sutra made me cum immediately. It is the best masturbation I have ever had.

My mom and Bashar are constantly holding hands kissing in front of our sister which made me really happy that finally my mom found true love she was looking for. My sister on the other was confused and asked if Bashar will be our father. I told her that if that happens then at least my mother would be happy and Ateefa can have a father she can look up to. She has already cut down on cigarettes and alcohol, since Bashar is providing all the ecstasy she needs in a day.

A month after they fell in love with each other, My mom took us to a steak house where we had scrumptious pure beef steak (from young calf…hard to find in Kerala let alone India) that I said I will pay…lying to Bashar and mother that I got money from school for a 1st prize in sports. The meal ending up costing 5000 rupees but with the money I am making with the DVDs I wanted to treat the real stars of the videos. After we ate the delicious steak and my mom and Bashar chugged down glasses of wine they looked at each other gave a big kiss in the mouth. I could see my sister blushed and looked away but turned me on knowing how my Palakkad iyer mother was so religious and conservative few years ago is a sexually untamed wild b**st now thanks to Ateef and Bashar.

My mother suddenly announced in drunk state that Bashar will be our new father and that they are going to get married in a few months. My sister and I immediately got excited and my mom proclaimed that the marriage will be huge with the best food in Kerala in the best hall in Kerala. I knew inside that she wanted to use Ateef’s money that Bashar is getting to show the world how happy a Palakkad Iyer is with a Muslim man that is 20 years her senior.

As wedding preparations went on, my mom demanded that all food should only be beef from the best slaughter house in the world and everything should be imported especially the booze. She specially did not want any dishes with any other meat then beef and specifically no vegetarian items. Bashar stated that people from Palakkad won’t eat meat and we should be able to oblige to them. My mom refused saying her parents are dead and if any of her distant relatives from Palakkad wants to come they better get used to meat being served here. This shocked my sister and myself, there is my mother Meenakshi Iyer, a pakka Palakkad iyer who refused to go to any weddings that not only served onion and garlic but is cooked and served by non-Brahmins when we were little, is demanding imported beef and no vegetarian items for her wedding with a 55 year old widowed Muslim man. I could not wait for this epic wedding with great food, entertainment and a chance for me to meet my hero Ateef who I haven’t seen in over a year.

Finally wedding day arrived, my mom is dressed in a beautiful pattu podavai (green) with jasmine in her hair and professionally one makeup. My mother looked so beautiful and young many would think she is 20. Bashar on other hand wore traditional Muslim clothes with shaved beard. My mother insisted that it shouldn’t be a religious wedding, so it was filled with dancing, adults drinking booze and lots and lots of high quality beef. We also had a 10 feet cake made purely from tallow (beef fat). All chairs were leather and there was not one thing I could find that wasn’t related to a cow.

I never had so much fun in a wedding and finally saw Ateef. I went over with smiled and gave him a big hug. I had already forgiven him for not accepting my mother but now that his father is doing well in his spot I was happy things worked out. Ateef asked me how school is going and I told him I am ranked in top 5 and want to do engineering. He was happy and said that I will be a great engineer. I admitted that I broke our promise and am continuing to sell DVDs and videotaping my mother. Ateef smiled and said well if you’re happy with it I cannot stop you. I asked him how he was able to get so many hot Brahmin wives when I have trouble asking any girl out in my school. Ateef replied that I am only 15 and I shouldn’t try sex until college. He said asking a girl is all about confidence and understanding their psychology. This psychology he stated varies from different religion, caste and race. He stated “that amongst the Hindus, most of them are easy to please as long as you are confident. Now Brahmins for example are best of the breed, since they know how to please a man sexually. Did you read the Kama sutra I gave you?” I replied yes, and stated that I realized that they are genetically predisposed to pleasing men sexually and have insatiable desire. Ateef was happy when I said that he said you know more than most men and you have a good head start. Muslims on other hand he stated are very difficult to please. You spend years compared to days you spend on Brahmins which is why I love my wife so much. You will figure this out as you grow older and why I made the decision to not leave my wife for your mother.

I still did not buy his reasoning and told him that with all the Brahmin wives I have seen, I cannot imagine having sex with anyone but them and for me sex is everything for marriage. Ateef smiled and said you will soon figure out as you grow older why that reasoning is wrong. I insisted that I want to be like you and make videos and have sex with multiple Hindu Brahmins before I get married. Ateef calmed me down and said I am only 15 and I am far too young for it. He also claimed that if I keep in touch with him when I get to college, he will help me reach that goal very fast. Hearing this made me smile and I kissed him on his cheek and gave him a big hug. I walked away knowing that after a few more years, I can be like my hero Ateef in no time and no longer this virgin iyer boy wearing a poonal (Brahmin’s sacred thread) who cannot talk to girls.

After the marriage is over, I knew it was gift giving time and I planned months to give my mom the best gift she can get. A good plan for her honeymoon. While for most couple, it will be the first time having sex, it certainly won’t be since I have 100s of DVDs of them having sex, so I planned to make their first sex after marriage special. I could not have done it with the help of my rich friend from school who bought most of my DVDs. He said he has a huge penthouse in Goa facing the beach that is owned by his dad. He has completely rigged the bedroom with multiple high definition cameras that no one even know it’s in the room. He said he can send the feed of all the video to the basement of the building which has a huge theater screen with 50 seats. MY GOD…the thought of all my friends paying to watch my Hindu mother get pounded by my new Muslim father live in front of all my friends turned me on so much. He said that we will split the profits 50-50 and he can burn all the video on a DVD that can be sold at the theater.

I was so excited to announce this gift to my mother I couldn’t wait. Finally after marriage was over I went up to my mom and Bashar and told him I already planned their honeymoon to their surprise. I gave them an envelope with a first class (honeymoon seating) train ticket to Goa and then 1 night stay at a penthouse. My mom was excited with this prospect since she always wanted to go to Goa and Bashar agreed since he wanted to see my mom happy.

We secretly announced tickets in our school for public viewing of honeymoon of Ms. Meenakshi Iyer (who has already been dubbed “whore of cochin” due to the DVDs I was distributing), which sold out in 15 minutes. Cost of it was 10000 rupees which included a bus trip there and back and a seat to watch what I think will be the greatest sex show on earth.

I was able to send them off at the railway station and dropped my sister and Ateefa at my friend’s house and catch the bus headed for Goa. We were able to make it in time and we immediately snuck into the basement of the theater. The theater was huge with comfortable seating and my friend turned on the camera. I was amazed at the high definition detail of the bedroom which consisted of high quality furniture and bed. I knew this will be an amazing atmosphere for the newlyweds.

After a few hours, my mother and Bashar finally checked into the penthouse. I saw one of the service men drag a drum of tallow (beef fat) inside the room. My mom pointed to the bathroom and service men dumped it in the bath tub. My god I realized that they were both going to take a bath in beef fat before having sex…I was sad to find out there are no camera in bathroom to witness this event. After 45 minutes, my mom and Bashar finally came out drenched in beef fat. My mom still had all the makeup, mehendi and jewelry from the wedding, making her look very hot.

She took charge and immediately pushed Bashar onto the bed. She started to undress, while Bashar immediately grabbed her breasts and started sucking on them. I immediately zoomed and noticed that her nipples were pierced which made it look really hot. I could see her moaning while Bashar was patiently sucking each tit until my mom was satisfied. He then pulled down her skirt to expose her cleanly shaved pussy which I have never seen before (she must have gotten Brazilian wax before wedding). He immediately started sucking on them while my mom continued to moan. As soon as my mom moaned, everyone cheered and whistled in the room which made me so happy that all my friends are enjoying the performance put together by my new parents. My mom immediately switched positions with Bashar, and started giving him a hand job with her mangalsutra, which is a fan favorite amongst my friends. She then did something new, she started blowing him while giving him a hand job, which Bashar wasn’t expected and he immediately cummed inside my mom’s throat. Everyone in the audience just gasped when they saw that. My mom then stuck out her tongue, and showed the cum to Bashar, which we saw by zooming in perfectly and then she swallowed all of it while having the mangalsutra in her mouth without leaving a single drop of cum on her tongue. Bashar then proceded to take what look like an injector used to stuff turkey and chicken and filled with tallow, he then physically turned my mother around and opened her ass with one hand. MY GOD… I have never seen an asshole so big. Bashar loves anal sex, and the repeated numbers have completely loosened her ass that there is as much space in there as her pussy. He then filled her entire ass with the tallow which I was able to zoom in and he immediately inserted cock and started pounding while my mom was grabbing the pillow tightly and screaming. The entire audience was silent and in shock. We have never seen anything like this. He then turned her around and held her down while he kept pounding her pussy. The noise was so beautiful everyone was in awe. They both climaxed at the same time and then Bashar just let go his last amount of cum. While pulling out I was able to zoom in on the pussy that was dripping with cum mixed with tallow. My mom immediately wiped all of it with her left hand and put her entire left hand in her mouth down her throat while she was sucking on it to everyone’s amazement. Bashar finally fell down next to her while they looked each other in their eyes and Bashar gave a kiss on her forehead which everyone gave an “awww” reaction. My mom was lying there with her wet pussy open and Bashar with his still erect penis. My mom picked up the phone and called room service to bring champagne and two platters of steak. A 20 year old room service man opened the door but was shocked to find them naked smoking a cigarette, he immediately apologized and closed his eyes. My mom laughed and said don’t apologize have you never seen a woman naked. Please come and put the plate and champagne next to the bed. The service man reluctantly walked on the slippery floor from all the tallow and poured champagne in my mom’s and Bashar’s glass while they fully exposed themselves to him. He then set up a bed tray so they can eat the steak. My mom said thank you and gave a kiss on the service man’s forehead and pulled out 100 rupees from her purse and put it in his pocket. Embarrassed and blushing the 20 year old immediately walked out the door to my mom’s laughter. Everyone in the theater was shocked with their mouths wide open. Even I was in complete shock. Here is my mother, Ms. Meenakshi iyer, a Palakkad Brahmin who only had sex for procreation, who never took the bus since there were guys, only sat on ladies only compartment on trains, who never exposed any cleavage and never saw her look at any guy in the eye, just layed in bed after having sex with a Muslim and allowing a stranger to watch her completely naked with cum and tallow dripping from her pussy. This to me was the greatest thing I have ever witnessed. The entire sex lasted for 30 minutes, after which they took a 10 minute break to drink champagne, eat beef and smoke before they started the whole cycle again. They did it for total of 4 hours and I was amazed at their stamina. None of us in the theater blinked and when it was all over everyone stood up and applauded at the greatest performance every given by the whore of cochin.

Chapter 7: Mr. and Mrs. Choudhary
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It has been three years since my mother, now known as Meenakshi Iyer Choudhary, got married to Bashar Choudhary who is 22 years older than her. Life has never been any better. I have been taking secret videos for 3 years and have sold more than 1000 DVDs at my school, however haven’t recorded in last 1 year since I have been focused on exams in order to get to a good college. Luckily, I saved up close to 5 lakhs from the DVDs in order to pay for college which I have been telling my mother, Ateef is giving me. My mother has never been happier with Bashar and during breaks we have travelled all around India and for first time truly felt I was part of a family. Ateefa is now 3 and is looking more and more like Ateef. My sister is now 16 and is looking beautiful just like my mother. I on the other hand, still remember what Ateef told me during the wedding and I have been counting down till I get to college so Ateef can help me become a man just like him. I have been watching the same DVDs to get my imagination wild on how wonderful it will be to have sex with a mallu Brahmin housewife.

One day we went to 5 star restaurant to celebrate my sister’s birthday. We ordered steaks, pizza, burger and a birthday cake and celebrated my sister’s birthday in grand style. While we were sitting, my mother told Bashar that even though she enjoyed being home, she wants to start working. She was especially worried about me and my sister’s wellbeing in terms of marriage and college and wants to save enough money rather than relying on Ateef. Bashar was happy about this prospect since he has been working extra days as a cook at a local road side stand. My mom insisted that it should be a family business that Bashar and her should work so she can be with him all day. Bashar came up with an idea of opening a restaurant since he is a good cook and my mom is popular in the community she can recruit people coming in. My mom loved the idea and asked what we thought of it. We naturally agreed since we knew mom was bored being a housewife for more than 25 years.

A few days later Bashar was able to get a loan for 20 lakhs with the house and we started looking around places to buy a restaurant so we can run it. My mom found a liquor store near town that is for sale for a good bargain so went as a family to check it out. While we were there we found out that it was next where all the butcher shops and slaughter houses are. The liquor store seemed small and run down from the outside, but when we went inside it was big and private. My mom immediately fell in love with this place. Bashar immediately noticed that the kitchen is small and said it will cost a lot to renovate. When we went outside we noticed that the slaughter house next door was also on sale. We went in and looked and there were mostly chicken and goats but there was a huge kitchen that was unused. We found out that the same owner owns this place and we asked if we can buy the slaughter house also. The owner said that it would cost 25 lakhs and didn’t budge on the cost. Bashar and my mom were disappointed but I told them that I saved up 5 lakhs that Ateef has been giving me monthly and together we should be able to afford it. My mom said that it was for college and I shouldn’t spend that money, but I insisted that we will make enough money next year that the business can pay me back. After much thought we decided to buy it and we spent many weeks renovating it. Bashar insisted it should be named after my mother, so we came up with Meenakshi’s Restaurant and Liquor store. We modeled the logo for the restaurant after her wedding picture where she is wearing a pattu podavai with pottu, iyer thalli and jasmine in her hair. The logo at first makes you think that it is a Palakkad Brahmin restaurant, only when you read it will you realize that there is nothing Brahmin about this restaurant. I realized how much publicity this will provide and it would definitely be a successful business model. We then were trying to decide on the menu, my mom was adamant that it should be all beef restaurant and all liquor should be imported, but Bashar insisted that the slaughter house is far away and it would be expensive to ship the beef there. My mom than said what about using the slaughter house we have, so we can slaughter our own cows. Bashar agreed to it and everything was set up.

Few weeks later was inauguration day and everyone in town was invited. Due to the controversial fact, that a Brahmin iyer housewife started a liquor store with a restaurant serving beef slaughtered in the restaurant was too good for people to miss it. On opening day, my mom wore a thin sari, with hair folded up, wearing a pottu and her thali prominent on her chest. Wow, my mom looked so beautiful, I am sure all the guys were there to see her. My mom cut the ribbon and the restaurant was in full business. There was a viewing window in the restaurant where everyone tried to sit next to so they eat/drink while seeing my mom cut and garnish the beef. What a sight! Business was booming and it was one of the most popular restaurants in town. Within a few weeks, my mom had the idea since very few woman were coming to the liquor store/restaurant, we used the empty building behind the current restaurant to renovate and make it woman only seating that is separate from the main restaurant. The entrance was a secret one within the butcher shop so woman can come to buy meat but also enter the restaurant without anyone noticing. Within a few weeks this was a hit and many woman came, ate and drank at the restaurant. I was surprised to find so many Brahmin wives smoking, drinking beer and eating beef while chatting with friends that were Muslims and Christians. Our restaurant had become the new social spot for everyone in town.

While things were going well the first few weeks, crowds started to dwindle towards night time due to lack of entertainment offered at the restaurant. Bashar stated that places that have night time entertainment are making a lot of money and he stated that most come during the day to see meenakshi cook but aren’t interested. My mom then had a brilliant idea, “what about entertainment staring me?” Bashar was tempted with the offer, since many are coming to see her. My mom then asked what type of entertainment are men interested in. Bashar replied that cabarets are the new trend and they are making quite a lot of money. My mom then replied well then I can be a cabaret dancer! Hearing this made me so happy, since now the entire community can now can appreciate the beauty of my mom. We started advertising around town about the first Brahmin cabaret dance that will be taking place. Opening night, I made sure to have my camcorder ready, and there came my mom on stage wearing a very skimpy bra (with certain light can see her nipples) and see through skirt with her thali, jasmine in her hair and pottu being prominent. Everyone in the place went nuts and started whistling while throwing money at her. I started playing music and my mom started dancing very erotically to a lot of cheering in the crowd. My mom immediately got into it and enjoyed the fact that drunk men were cheering her loud and yelling out obscenities in Malayalam. After a successful day my mom counted the money and we made 2 weeks’ worth in 1 month. My mom got very excited and said we should do this every night. As I walked out of the restaurant and looked at the sign I realized what has happened the last few years. My mom, meenakshi iyer who used to avoid walking in streets not only butcher shops but also non vegetarian restaurants because of smell, who used to not show any cleavage even to my father is now the owner of a cow slaughter house, a liquor store and all beef restaurant during the day and a cabaret dancer at night. I could have never been so lucky to be in this family.

Chapter 8: Subramanian goes to college
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Money was pouring in for our family from the restaurant/cabaret. I just turned 18 and will be finishing school soon. I applied to a lot of colleges, but remembered the promise Ateef made. In order to be close to him, I decided to go to engineering college in Chennai. When I was leaving for a train to Chennai, my mom was teary eyed and gave me a hug and told me take care. My sister also hugged me and told me to call her every day. Ateefa is almost 5 now and gave me a kiss on the cheek. As I was leaving, I felt sad in a place that has given me so much the past few years thanks to Bashar and Ateef, but at the same time excited to meet Ateef, so I can be set for a new adventure. Ateef was standing at the railway station and I immediately ran to him and gave him a hug. I had talked to him on the phone but have never seen him in person since my mother’s wedding. He smiled and we rode in his car to his house. While in the car, we were talking about cricket and politics before we stop at this huge mansion. I couldn’t believe it, Ateef has been very successful while being in Chennai. When I walked in I was shocked to find, two Brahmin Tamil women in their mid-30s smoking and drinking beer. They immediately came and planted a kiss on Ateef’s lips. He introduced me to them and they hugged and kissed me on the cheeks. I had a huge erection I immediately tried to conceal. While we walked in, Ateef asked if I wanted to eat to which I said yes. He took me to this huge dining table and an old Brahmin man in his 60s without his shirt wearing a poonal put a plate for me and Ateef. Ateef apologized saying that beef is banned in Tamil Nadu but we do have chicken and mutton. He introduced the old man as the cook for this house and told him to bring food. The old man served me some rice, mutton curry and a bowl of chicken soup. I immediately ate it since I didn’t like the train food as much. While it wasn’t as good as the beef I had at home, it definitely satisfied my hunger. We then went into the entertainment room with a big screen and he turned on the cricket game while we sat down.

I had so many questions and immediately asked him what happened to his wife. Ateef replied unfortunately she left him because she found out the DVDs with him having sex with other woman. He said that his goal was to give it up but she could not forgive him so she left him and married another Muslim man back home in Kerala. He said he was devastated since she was the love of his life but had no choice but to pursue a career in Chennai. I asked him how he made so much working as an engineer. Ateef smiled and asked if he knew who the girls in the DVDs were? I shook my head no. He replied that they were all his coworker’s wives who he met at company dinners. He then added that his boss came across one of the videos online and fired him which happened 2 years ago. He couldn’t find another job since word spread around quickly, so he had no choice but to find another option. While he was sitting down in his office he soon saw all the DVDs with the sex he had with woman in Chennai and uploaded it on his personal website he created. Immediately he made more money in 1 month than he made in 5 years. Even though there are Muslim, Christian and Hindu women of different caste, people liked the Brahmin woman the most. He then used the money to build this house which has an underground studio where he makes porn i*****lly to be posted online. He stated that all this money is tax free and he has been living a good life the past year. I then asked which one of the Brahmin women downstairs was his wife. He immediately laughed and said they were some of the first few coworker’s wives he videotaped having sex with. When the boss found the videos, their husbands divorced them, so they are working as secretaries and recruiters for him. I was just stunned and shocked while listening to Ateef. He has been living my dream for the past year. I immediately reminded of the promise he made at the wedding, to which he smiled and asked if I lost my virginity yet. I replied that I heeded to his advice and waited till college for it. He immediately said good and said he will help me lose my virginity soon. I, immediately in excited state asked which one of the Brahmin woman downstairs will have sex with me. Ateef laughed and said you don’t want to lose your virginity to kuthiyas (whore in tamil), I will set you up with someone good. I immediately insisted that it has to be a Brahmin woman in her 30s like downstairs. Ateef smiled and said they are the easiest to get.

Ateef then gave me an invitation to local club for upper middle class/rich people and he said for me to dress in a suit and gave me an address to a male beauty shop for a makeover. After chatting with for a while, he gave me a box of mutton biriyani and rice and told for a taxi to drop me off at my hostel. When I got there, I walked into the room and set all my things up. In came my roommate, his name is Joseph Vincent, he was 5′ 6″, dark complexion and thin stature. He asked if I knew Malayalam, to which I said yes. He said he was from Trivandrum to which I replied I was from Cochin. We hit it off immediately and started talking about Kerala and what to expect for our new college year. I immediately took out my mutton biriyani and he was suprised asking me how a Brahmin can eat meat. I laughed saying ever since my Muslim neighbor gave me beef, I can never put any vegetarian food in my mouth. Joseph was shocked saying a Hindu eating beef? He then said that’s amazing, hopefully your parents don’t find out. I laughed saying my mom made us eat beef and even owns a slaughter house. Joseph looked stunned, and said he will check it out when he is in Cochin. He stated that he loves pork and sausage a lot more than beef and asked if I have tried it. I said that it was hard to get in our area since we lived in a Muslim rich area, and he replied that he will make some for me to try. I gave him some of my mutton biriyani which he enjoyed and I was glad to have made a friend on the first day.

I could not pay attention in classes because I kept thinking about the club party Ateef invited me to and how I was going to lose my virginity. Thinking about it gave me huge erections in class which forced me to excuse myself to the bathroom each time so I can release some cum. Finally it was Friday and the party is just one day away. In class, a Tamil girl immediately approached me and said her name was Sruthi Rangarajan and asked me if she could borrow my notes from yesterday since she missed class. I gave her my notes and told her to keep it. She was puzzled asking me wouldn’t I need it for the test on Monday. I didn’t want to be late to the beauty shop appointment in preparation for the club party so I just gave her my cell phone number and told her to SMS me tomorrow to pick it up and I left.

I immediately rushed over to the beauty clinic which was huge with a security guard. He asked me if I had an appointment card, I said Ateef sent me. Immediately one of the Brahmin girl who worked as Ateef’s secretary came outside and told me they have been expecting him. She immediately gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek and took me inside. Inside was a big muscular American who took me to a private room with mirror. He told me to undress completely including my underwear. I did it and he told me his name is Bruce and he used to be porn star in the United States but was hired by Ateef to be the one of the male stars in his porn movies. I just realized how hot this was, many Indian woman including Brahmins are recorded having sex with a foreign porn star that have had sex with 1000s of woman. He said Ateef personally sent him to make me to look like a porn star for his big day tomorrow. He completely waxed me so I didn’t have a speck of hair, gave me a nice haircut, trimmed all my nails and transformed me into a different person. He then looked at my penis and said we need to remove the foreskin if you wanted look like a porn star. He immediately sent me to a local health clinic after where a doctor gave some local anesthetic and removed all the foreskin which was painful. Doctor said that pain should subside and recommended against sex or masturbation for 2 weeks and gave me a cream to apply every day for pain. I was immediately disappointed knowing I will not be losing my virginity for 2 more weeks. I went outside and Bruce told me to not be disappointed and that you want your first sex to be perfect and handed me a big bottle of mousse, telling me to put it in my hair and comb it every day, especially the day of the party. He also gave me a suit and pant with readymade bow tie for me to wear that day. I went home in a taxi they arranged. I immediately went to sleep after I got to my hostel.

I woke up the next day to a SMS which stated it was Sruthi and asked where we can meet so she can drop off the notes. I originally didn’t want to go and wanted to SMS her that I will pick it up tomorrow. Then I realized the party is tomorrow and didn’t want her to keep bothering me while I was thinking about the club party. So I replied okay and told her to meet at a local park. I immediately got out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a shower and applied cream over my penis to alleviate the pain. I then put mousse on my hair and combed it neatly. Wore a tight T-shirt and jeans and before heading out poured some whiskey (that Ateef gave me) in a Pepsi bottle so I can sip on something to alleviate the pain. While walking out a delivery man gave me a package. I took the package to the park and opened it. There was a tiffin carriage and note from my mother saying how much she misses me and said she has some of my favorite beef dishes in the canteen for me to eat. I was sitting on a bench getting ready to open the carriage and reminiscing about how I should act at the club party tomorrow. Immediately I heard a voice saying, “Hi Subbu (my nickname)”. I immediately stood up and turned around. Immediately after looking at me she immediately dropped all her books. She then reached down and kept saying sorry. I reached down to help her, and she immediately got nervous when I touched her. She got all her stuff and handed me the notes while looking down. I was a bit puzzled why she was acting this way since she wasn’t like this yesterday. She then slowly looked up and asked if I got a haircut. I said, oh yeah I did since I have to go to a friend’s party tomorrow. She immediately had a nervous smile and said you look handsome with the haircut. I said thanks with a smile, realizing that the makeover I got is working like a charm. She turned around nervously with what looked like a tiffin box and started nervously walking away. I immediately said in Tamil that it’s a nice day outside, would you like to join me here for lunch. She turned and nervously said okay for only for a short while since I have to study.

We sat down and she opened up her tiffin box which had yogurt rice and pickle. I asked if that’s all she is going to have for lunch. She nodded nervously while still looking down. I opened my tiffin carriage and I immediately I took a whiff off my mom’s amazing beef curry. She immediately looked at it and screamed “its meat!” She then said “I thought you were Brahmin!” I smiled and said this was sent from Kerala by my mom. She once again looked shocked and said “your Brahmin mom wants you to eat meat!” I said yes, ever since I was young she wanted me to build muscle and be strong. She once again looked down but peeked while I was chewing my beef curry with rice that was laced with tallow (beef fat). I asked her where she was from. She replied that she was from Srirangam where her dad is a priest at a temple and mom is a housewife. I asked how come her parents sent her for college so far away. She said that my parents want me to go to the best engineering college, so after I got admission they wanted me to come here. I then asked if she is staying in a hostel, she immediately said no, my parents would never feel safe for me to be there. She says she lives in her uncle’s house nearby who drops her at college every day. I then caught her peeking at my beef curry and I asked if she has ever tasted meat. She immediately said no and said “my parents will kill me even if I eat eggs”. I smiled and said “it seems like you ran out of the pickle and just eating plain yogurt rice, why not try it with some beef”. She immediately panicked and said “if my parents find out I ate chicken they will probably drag me back to srirangam”. I said don’t worry and that the secret is safe with me and I took a huge juicy piece of calf meat and put it in her tiffin box next to the yogurt rice. I said go ahead and try it while still surprised that she couldnt tell the difference between beef and chicken. She hesitantly took a piece of beef with rice and swallowed it while barely chewing it. She initially smirked but then said it tastes different but I like the flavor. She quickly started hiccupping. I immediately tapped her head which made her more nervous and got up. She said she will go and buy some water. I immediately gave her my Pepsi bottle and told her to have some Pepsi which will help with the hiccups. She immediately gulped half the bottle and the hiccups went away. She said thanks and immediately sprinted away with her books saying her uncle is waiting for her. I packed my carriage with smile with disbelief on how easy it was to convince a Brahmin to eat meat for the first time and I couldn’t help but thank Ateef for this makeover since it certainly played a role in influencing her.

Finally the day of the club party was here. Ateef’s driver picked me and dropped me at this huge five star hotel. When walking in I saw Ateef, who welcomed me and took me inside. After walking inside I noticed we were the only guys in the entire place. Ateef told me that this event was set up by woman’s rotary club consisting of most rich housewives and I am the star speaker since I am donating 1 crore for their cause. He winked saying I usually make it all up since this is where I do most of my recruiting for my pornographic films that fetches me 1-2 crores easily. I felt like I was a little k** in a candy store. The entire place was filled with beautiful house wives in their late 20s and early 30s. My eyes immediately panned over to a group of Brahmin house wives who were smoking and drinking wine in a beautiful sari and nice jewelry. I was amazed, since I thought it was only my mother who are indulging in these vices, it seems like a lot of Brahmins are doing it. Ateef said, “I know you wanted someone in low 30s, I think I found a perfect one for you, let me introduce you to her”

I was nervous while walking over to an outdoor garden filled with people, and he approached someone from behind who was wearing a red sari with jasmine in her hair. She turned around and oh god she looked absolutely stunning. It was hard for me to admit but she looked hotter than my mom when she had sex with Ateef. She was probably 5′ 3″, very fair, plump at the right place and amount and large breasts. I immediately looked down and was nervous (ironically just like Sruthi the day before). She immediately said hi to Ateef and gave him a big hug and kiss on his cheek. She said “thank you so much for the donation”, “I am sure the school k**s who will receive it will love it”. She then looked towards and asked “who is this handsome man”. Ateef replied that “he is Subbu, he is in engineering college in town but also works for me”. She immediately smiled and stuck out her hand to which I nervously shook. She immediately said “I am Janani Mahadevan, do you know Tamil?”. I replied, “I know Tamil”. She immediately replied, “You are from Palakkad aren’t you” in Tamil. I blushed and said yes. Ateef told us to keep talking and left. I immediately felt nervous since Ateef left and didn’t how to converse with her. She immediately took out a pack of cigarette and asked if I wanted one. I couldn’t believe it, my mom never let me smoke since she said I was too young and here is a beautiful Brahmin housewife offering me a cigarette. I pulled one out and made sure to put the right end in my mouth. She immediately took a lighter out and lighted it for me. I have never been more aroused than at that moment. She immediately took another lighted herself a cigarette and blew puffs of smoke like a pro, while I nervously puffed the cigarette. She immediately gave me a glass of wine and said let’s sit down! She sat down and asked me how I like Chennai so far. I don’t know if it was cigarette or wine or sitting down, I immediately felt a little bit more confident and said I love it here and is much more metropolitan than Cochin. She immediately smiled and said yes that’s true. Women especially are more modern and liberal compared to cities in Kerala. Immediately the conversation hit off at the right pace and then the conversation took a surprising turn. She then stated in a slightly drunk state isn’t beef legal in Kerala. I was a little taken back since I wasn’t sure I should admit I eat it all that time, so I just simply answered yes. She then added “that’s great! Unfortunately we are mostly limited to chicken and mutton in this city, so we are not modern yet” I just had a thrill up my spine after she said that and I had a huge erection that I tried to cover by crossing my legs. I couldn’t believe that Brahmins here eat meat and asked if she cooks it at home. She immediately laughed and said “oh god no, my husband, my parents and my in-laws will kick me out of the house”. Very few Brahmin wives eat eggs let alone meat. Only few of them that are in socially active groups like us are more modern than most of the country. She added that traveling around the world, we are forced to indulge in these western delights in order to fit into our social scene. I had an immediate smile and suddenly fell in love with her. She then said, “speaking of meat lets go eat!’

We walked over to the buffet, we took the plate, I just saw Janani aunty just walk past vegetarian section right to the nonvegetarian section. She immediately took two big scoops of Hyderabad chicken biriyani and covered it with mutton gravy. She then put two boiled eggs and 4 lamb pieces in the other plate. I was so tempted with was she put on her plate, I put the same thing on mine. We then sat at one of the tables. She immediately told waiter to get two kingfishers. She then went straight for the lamb and bit a huge chunk of it. I have never seen anyone enjoy the meat so much. She then continued to say that her husband and both the in-laws and her family are very orthodox. She said that she didn’t try any of this until joining the rotary club. She said almost 80% indulge in all of this secretively which is why we don’t ever bring our husbands to these meetings. I was just in awe while she was explaining everything. I knew immediately that she will be my future wife and was thinking of ways to continue to keep in touch with her. I then immediately said that my mom cooks really good beef and sometimes sends it to me by mail so I can enjoy them. Her eyes lit up and said, “That’s great! I have only tried it during overseas trip for the club but it has been a while since I have been to those”. I then replied “If she sends me some next time, I can let you have some of it”. She immediately said that would be great and took a pen and wrote her number on my wrist. She told me to SMS her so we can continue to keep in touch. The rest of the night, I couldn’t help but continue to stare at her beautiful face and hear her beautiful voice. I completely ignored Ateef addressing everyone and all the speeches and events that occurred around me. When the day ended, Janani aunty gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek and said speak to you soon and left. I was just standing there in awe, while I saw her leave with her group of friends. Ateef came by and said ready to go? I shook my head while still looking at her in awe.

As we got into the car, Ateef asked what I thought of her. I immediately said she is wonderful and it would be a dream come true if she can be my wife. Ateef smiled and said “you still have a lot to learn about Brahmin woman”. “Like I said I have slept with different woman of different caste, religion and caste but Brahmin woman are the ones that I derived the most pleasure out of all them. In addition, if you want to commit adultery they are the easiest to snatch, since they don’t indulge in pleasurable things like alcohol, smoking or meat, so you can use those to lure them in. That’s why they are sexually repressed due to their culture and superstition which includes fasting and avoiding sex consistently, so when you do have sex with them, you can never find anyone hornier than them. I am fortunate enough to have sexual experience to know how to be presentable to them such as a cut penis, waxed body and I work out to look strong. They are usually married to Brahmin husband who wouldn’t have any of that since they mostly spend time working and making money so naturally having sex with me would be better. However if I marry them, I can never adequately satisfy their desires emotionally and sexually so they will naturally commit adultery and move on. That’s why you need to keep reminding yourself and her that Brahmins are only kuthiya (whore) material but never wife material” Even though I pretended to agree, I found it hot and made my mind that I want to marry Janani since I find it especially sexy that she will have insatiable sexual desire. Ateef dropped me off and all I could do was think about her but couldn’t do much about it since every time I have an erection it hurts because of the surgery.

Chapter 9: Love for Janani
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After I went to bed, I immediately sent Janani aunty a SMS saying it’s me and constantly checking my phone to see if she will reply. I soon fell asleep, sad that there was no reply. The next morning I woke up and checked phone but no reply. I immediately felt sad and went around getting ready for meeting Ateef for lunch while constantly checking my phone. While I was leaving the hostel to take the car Ateef sent for the hotel, I heard alert from my phone saying I received a SMS. My heart immediately raced and I was thinking of clever things to reply back. When I looked at the phone, I realized it was Sruthi who sent a message saying, “Happy Sunday, any plans for today? I need a study partner for tomorrow’s test”. I immediately became sad and closed the message, while hoping that Janani aunty will soon message me. We arrived at one of the few steak houses in Chennai. As I walk in, I saw Ateef sitting at a tablet. He immediately said that “this was his favorite place, although the steak is bull meat and not rare calf meat that you find in Kerala” When we ordered, Ateef asked what my plan is with Janani. I told him that she gave me her number but hasn’t replied yet. He said good, but “don’t reply before her. You never want to seem desperate they will lose interest. You need to learn that with woman you always should play hard to get even if they are interested in you”. I then asked is that how you lured all those Brahmin wives. Ateef smiled and asked “like your mom”? Ateef smiled and said “I have to admit to you a dark secret I have been carrying for many years and wanted to wait till you are older before I admit it to you. If you stop talking to me I will understand”. I immediately said, “There is nothing you can say that will make me stop idolizing you. He smiled and said, “Have you ever wondered why your dad committed the crime in Dubai?” I replied, I have stopped thinking about the disgusting crime he committed. Ateef became serious and said “well if I said if I had something to do with it would you be surprised?” I immediately had a shocked stare and said “what do you mean?” He said that during that time, his appetite was very hungry for Brahmin housewives. When your dad introduced me to her I immediately wanted her to be one of my whores that I can videotape. She was difficult from the beginning, she would never look at any guy in the eye, very conservative and had no appetite for any indulgences. That’s why I worked hard to rent the flat right across from yours. I felt bad for your mom, since I did not think your husband was letting her be happy and she will never leave him due to her religious idealism. To me your dad was committing the sin of not pleasing his wife. I had an elaborate plan to get him arrested by committing a crime but unfortunately he was transferred to Dubai making it difficult. I was especially worried that he may make enough money to move your mom to Dubai. I was then able to pay enough people in India going to Dubai to make a fake accusation on him. What I did not intend was him trying to escape and unfortunately dying due to an accident. There hasn’t been a day I have been guilty about it.” I was just in stunned silence while he was telling me the whole thing. Even though Ateef was partially responsible for my father’s death, I still found reasons to justify his decision since I want to continue idolizing him. I immediately said, “Well I can’t be mad at you even though I am sad this happened, since my mom is happy for the first time and is in the arms of the man of her dreams”. Ateef smiled and said “I had a hunch you would say that so that’s I why I wanted to tell you the truth.”

Ateef then changed the subject and told me that he wants to hire me for his company. I was excited, since all my life I have been an amateur pornography filmmaker and here is my hero Ateef who wants to hire me for his well-established company. I immediately said yes. He told me, “You have to be sure. You have to understand that I am doing something that is very i*****l. The police can arrest me right now in this restaurant and will put me in jail for the rest of my life if they find out. Even when my boss found out, I had to pay a lot of politicians and police officers to keep this a secret. I am lucky that Brahmins are not well represented in this state so they are letting me do this. But if the people who I pay, decide to talk, if you join me you are risking your entire life to be in jail” I still without hesitation said yes to which Ateef had a huge smile. He said that when “he started this company he wanted this to be a big pornographic production studio like in foreign countries but very few people want to be male actors in this country due to the i*****l nature of it and their perceived difficult in recruiting women in this country. I on the other hand, believe this country is a gold mine for good pornographic actress especially this state. Due to lack of competition, I have been extremely successful, since there are so many interested viewers in this country because of internet makes it easy.” I have been the only male in almost 90% of the videos since the only other male actor was the American you met that gave you a makeover. Problem with him is it’s hard to recruit woman who would have sex with someone that is foreign and have a hard time speaking their language. You on the other hand not only have the advantage of Tamil being your mother tongue but also a Brahmin. I believe we could get a lot more Brahmin women (especially ones your age who are in large demand) that I personally cannot. I immediately felt happy that Ateef thinks I have a better chance of getting a girl than him. He then took out a poonal (sacred thread for brahmins), and told me he wanted me to wear this all the time. He said Brahmin women and people watching the video to know that the main male actor is a Brahmin. I immediately took it, thinking that I threw away mine before coming to college since our family is no longer religious and wanted to avoid being made fun of in college. I left the restaurant with so many thoughts in my head while I got to the hostel.

In my bed, I started piecing together everything that happened in my c***dhood. I realized that everything Ateef said made sense. If he didn’t want my mom to eat beef, he would have never brought a pot of it to show it to her. In addition, it was fresh and hot which meant he made it just for this occasion. Then I realized that he slapping my mother and leaving must have also been planned. Knowing Ateef he will never accept my mom as a wife only as a whore. But he probably felt bad that my dad died, he probably planned he will have a small window when my dad is arrested to have sex with her and videotape her. When he is released and it will be known he is innocent he was planning that he will come back to fill the role of husband and life would move on. Instead he died, and Ateef probably knew my mom will be desperate for a partner and who better than his lonely father who probably has the same sexual desires as Ateef and it would be difficult for him to get since he is old and not very attractive. Then I realized that Bashar also planned to have sex with her when we came to his place and also planned to marry her. All this time, I thought they had a good heart and no desire to use my mom for satisfying their own pleasures. Bashar is also now cashing in on my mom providing a stage to be a cabaret dancer and beef serving Brahmin to make his restaurant a very profitable one. Ateef also probably purposely left the camcorder and the computer on, so I can fill the role of videotaping for him and that’s why he never confronted me when tapes, cassettes and camcorder were missing. He also purposely left the camcorder at his place so I can continue to refine my skills as an amateur so I can help him with his job. Wow…I then realized that Ateef was a master planner since he planned all of this under our noses. I knew that if I were to marry Janani, I would need someone like Ateef in order for me to accomplish it.

I immediately got an SMS and my heart raced again thinking it was Janani aunty. When I looked to my phone, I was disappointed that it was Sruthi again. I then realized what Ateef told me, he hired me so I can recruit women of my age and better yet, Sruthi is a Brahmin so Ateef will definitely be proud of me if I can recruit her. I opened the message and it stated, “Are you mad about something I did? I lied to my uncle I am at my friends place do you want to get dinner?” Even though I have no interest in having lunch with her, I knew I had to respond in order to please Ateef. I said “yes but let’s get some cool drinks and ice cream since I am not hungry” in hopes that it would be short meeting so I can come back and rest. She immediately responded with a smiley face and sent me directions to a near cool drinks bar. I got up and noticed the mouse on the table and knew that I needed to look like the day I saw her last time so I put it on my air and combed it and made sure to shave and dress nicely. I went to this place and found that she was already there and had a smile when she saw me. I went around and sat across her. She immediately became nervous and looked down, which seemed familiar since that’s how I was around Janani aunty. I started the conversation since it seemed like she was too nervous, I asked “how studying went”. She replied it went great, I was hoping we could study together. I then apologized saying I got a new part time job with a friend that would make my weekends busy. She then asked, what kind of job is that? I told her that he has an amateur photography company for which he needs me to help out. She immediately smiled and said, “I love photography, maybe you can teach me some new tips and tricks” As we talked, I was daydreaming about Janani aunty and was getting frustrated with this chit chat. But the good thing was at least I got her to start talking rather than being shy. I knew that it will be only a few days before I can lure her in and hopefully get her to be one of porn actress for Ateef. Since she is 18, I am sure there will be heavy demand to watch it. I then told her “maybe I can bring my camera during one of the weekend and I can show you how get good shots”. Sruthi was excited and said she would love too. We got up and I saw that she continued to be shy when she looked at me. In order to speed things up, I immediately gave her a hug and told her I will call her and walked away. I knew that I left a lasting impression on her after that exchange.

Few days went by, and I got hundreds of SMS from Sruthi but none from Janani aunty. I grew more and more desperate but heeded to Ateef’s warning and did not sent any messages. Finally on Friday I got a message, who I first thought was Sruthi but ended up being Janani. My hands suddenly started to tremble and my palms were sweaty. I opened and saw that she invited me to dinner on Saturday as part of her rotary club. I immediately got excited and replied back immediately saying yes. I was so excited the entire day about the dinner that I made sure to check into Ateef’s beauty salon and get a good makeover in preparation of Saturday. The day finally came and Ateef sent a driver to drop me at the Rotary club headquarters. As I entered, I was led to a dining room with only Janani in the room smoking a cigarette while reading the menu. I walked in nervously and stood across her. She immediately looked up with a smile and got up and gave me a hug. She then sat down and asked how I was doing. I said great while looking down nervously. She then said, Ateef called her last night and recommended me to help her utilizing the money he donated to the club. She stated that they were planning on cleaning up the beach nearby. They usually pair up to take turns to clean it every day and they need us tomorrow. I immediately said sure. She said great, I am glad you will be helping me tomorrow. I then said, how about I bring a camera also, so that way we can take pictures of how the beach looked like before we cleaned up and how it looked after so we can promote how much a difference Ateef has made. She immediately liked the idea and said we can also post it on our website. The conversation went on for hours on different aspects of life and I got more and more confident as we talked more and I drank more wine. I went home that night feeling very happy and looking forward spending time with Janani aunty. Next day came and I was excited to go to the beach. Ateef’s driver came by and when I got in the car noticed Ateef was in it. He put his hand over his shoulder and told me that day was a big day for me. He said known Brahmin housewives, the third meeting is important time to make the move to be successful. I had an immediate smile when he said that. He said you have exactly 1 week to get that whore in my studio and you are going to be the star of that movie. I immediately had an erection when he said that and I replied, Janani aunty is so classy, well respected in community why would she humiliate herself and have sex with me so the entire world can watched her humiliated. Ateef immediately said don’t call her aunty, either call her Janani or whore. That’s what she is going to be after next week, and you need to portray as someone who is closer to her age rather than your true age which is 18. No women will want to have sex with someone that could be their son. I immediately agreed. He pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured in a shot glass. He told me to take a shot of it for good luck which I immediately did. He told me when everything is finished tonight and it’s time to leave, make sure you make the first move. I have studied her for many months and usually I never make the first move, but in her case I am confident you will be successful. He then asked me if I was wearing my poonal to which I said yes. He then said good, It is going to be very hot outside that you will be sweating a lot. I want you to take your shirt off while cleaning the beach. This is a picture of her husband who is 12 years older than her, he showed a picture of a bald, obese and short man with bald head. Remember you are competing against this, if she takes one look at you without your shirt that will be enough of a trigger to fall in love with your body. I immediately agreed and walked out of the car. While I was walking to the beach, I saw Janani and MY GOD…she looked very hot. She wore a tight athletic pants and a tight shirt with a cap and sunglasses. I have mostly seen her in sari but she looked like a western model in western dress. I went up to her and she immediately smiled and gave me a hug. She gave me a stick to pick up paper and a trash can to carry and she stated “let’s get started! I will go this direction and you go in the other direction” I immediately remember and said let’s take a picture of it first. She then said good idea. I took my professional camera and took pictures of the site. She looked at the pictures and said “you are such a good photographer”. I put the camera away and started working. It was hard work and the sun got right above me and I started sweating a lot. I remembered what Ateef told me and I took my shirt off and put it in the bag. I looked at myself and was happy I heeded to Ateef’s advice last year when he told me to lift weights for 1 year until I have chest and abs just like Ateef (eating beef everyday also helped). I realized that with the waxing, I looked like one of those foreign male models. I continued working and when I got closer to Janani, I realized that she kept looking my direction, I knew that she has noticed me with my shirt off. After we were done, I took a last picture of the site and she was impressed with the work we did. She then said, sun is about to set I can’t believe we worked for 4 hours, let go watch it up there. We went up and sat in one of the fisherman boat on the shore to get a good view of the sunset. She called one of the fisherman and told him to take a picture of us. She then immediately put her arm around my sweat naked body and smiled. I immediately got excited that she was using this opportunity to get a physical interaction. The smell of sweat from her body was very toxic that I couldn’t have been more aroused. We then watched the sunset as I took pictures of it. She said “well its getting dark, I should probably go home since my family is waiting for me” I knew this was the opportunity and I quickly grabbed her hand. She looked at me with a puzzled look, I then realized I didn’t know what to do next since I have never been this close to a girl. I then blurted out, “let’s take a walk around the beach since it’s a beautiful night” She smiled and said “well I do have some time for that”. While we walked around the beach we looked the beautiful shoreline and as we got at the end of the beach, I grabbed her hand again and she turned and looked at me. I made sure to look in her eyes, and I told her “I want to be honest with you” as I took my hand rubbed against her face, “I think you are the most beautiful person I have ever met and I have feelings that I cannot explain, I want to find out if you have the same”. She immediately blushed and looked away and then looked in my eyes and said, “I am married wife for 15 years and I have never thought about cheating on my husband once”. I then said “You didn’t answer my question”. She then said with a tear in her eye, “Yes, Yes I do and I was afraid of these feelings to take hold of me”. I then had a huge sigh of relief on the inside because just like Ateef said I now have her in the palm of my hand. I immediately turned her face around and said, “I now want to kiss your beautiful lips, is that okay” She shook her head yes while closing her eyes. I immediately went in and french kissed her for 5 mins. In the back of my mind, I never felt so much ecstasy since it was my first kiss and this is a moment I have been practicing since watching and modeling after Ateef from the videos. Her lips tasted so good, I have never put in my mouth anything better including beef. When I stopped, she looked at me with a glow in her face that was similar to when my mom had when she was with Ateef. She immediately pushed me down, and kissed me passionately while waves were going over our body. She was rubbing the dirt that was mostly mud now while she is doing it. I was thinking MY GOD if only I had a camera videotaping this so I can watch it over and over again. After a while she moved her hand down to my pants and unzipped it. I immediately stopped her and said its getting dark outside maybe we should go. She immediately blushed and I saw some anger in her face. She got up and said, “Yes, you are correct, my husband is waiting for me”. She immediately sprinted out of her to the car. I zipped my pants and was in disbelief that there was this Brahmin woman who is the woman of my dreams wanted to have sex with me in public on the beach right now and I said no. I knew that it would be impossible for me to have sex, since my surgical area is still healing and it would be extremely painful. I then walked up the hill towards the parking lot and noticed, Ateef waiting outside the car. He had a huge smile and gave me a big hug. He said you are finally a big man now and gave me a kiss on the forehead. He told me he watched everything from a distance and was impressed to have stopped her from having sex with you at that moment. In addition to the fact that you are healing from the foreskin surgery, I want you to have sex in the right setting where I can videotape the whole thing which is in a studio. You now have a week like I said to get that khutiya in my studio and you have already completed the hard part, now is the easy part. He patted on my shoulder and he took me to my hostel. While I was taking a shower, I realized how much of a man I became today and did what Ateef has been doing all his life which is seducing a woman, especially one that is Brahmin, into committing adultery to a stranger in the third meeting. I got out of a shower and applied cream to my penis, I got dressed and saw that my phone had multiple SMS messages. The first was multiple messages from Sruthi asking if we can hang out. I replied saying I have work the next two weekends, and told I will be free in 2 weeks. I knew she will be mad about this response but knew I had to focus solely on Janani and meet his deadline of having sex with her in front of a camera. The next few SMS were from Janani which said “I apologize for what happened tonight. I didn’t mean to go too fast. Hopefully this won’t hurt our relationship and we can continue to meet each other” I immediately knew Ateef was right, once the Brahmin lips has tasted pleasure they become untamed b**st. I knew that I can easily meet the deadline Ateef and slept with a smile.

The next few days, Janani kept inviting me to dinner which ended up in more kissing session but I kept stopping her when she wanted to take it further. Each time she got angrier and angrier and tried to be more and more aggressive. Finally on the Friday of the following week (two days from the deadline), she gave me a ultimatum saying she no longer wants to see me, if I do not have sex with her that night. I could see desperation in her voice just like my mom when she tried it with Bashar when she first had sex with him. I immediately replied, “I wanted to have sex with you the first night I met you” She had an immediate smile and started kissing me on the lips. I immediately pushed her away and said “But, I have bigger plans on what to do with you”. She seemed puzzled and said “like what”. I said I work for Ateef and do you know what he does? She replied well I thought he owned a photographer company. Keeping in mind what Ateef advised me before I was here, “I said well that is just to hide what he truly does.” She replied “Well what is that?” I immediately said that he makes blue films with woman like you and that’s how he makes all of his money. She looked back at me in a shocked state. “He expected to make the money back that he donated with shooting just 1 movie with you”, I replied. Luckily for you, instead of having sex with a complete stranger, you can do it with me since you already want to have sex with me. She looked away and immediately asked, “How much will I get paid?” I was immediately stunned when she said that, here was a Brahmin wife who has been faithful to her husband for 15 years has thrown away all idealism away in order to make money. It was clear, she has been willing to be prostitute all along and has suppressed it until an opportunity came by. I remembered that Ateef told me last week that she will require a premium price knowing her which will be 75 lakhs, so I immediately said that amount. She thought about it for a few seconds, and said “Fine!” and gave me a kiss on the lips and got up. She replied, “I guess I have to wait 2 more days to satisfy my desire. When and where do you want to do it?” I immediately said Sunday and gave Ateef’s card that had his home address. She immediately took it and smiled and said “I will see you there”.

Chapter 10: My first night
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I went home that night proud of myself but then I suddenly felt nausea and fear on how Sunday is going to go. While I was lying in bed, I realized that I am a virgin and have no experience in the matter of sex while Janani was a sophisticated Brahmin woman who expects a lot from me in bed especially since she is cheating on her husband. What if I am horrible in bed? Then she will never talk to me. I was so scared, I was thinking about not even going to the house for it and maybe Ateef taking my place. I pulled my pants and looked down at my penis, the surgical site finally healed and there is very little pain. I finally put the last drop of cream on it and was hoping that I will be fully healed with no pain on Sunday.

Sunday finally came and I got ready for the big day. I was told driver will pick me up so I waiting outside early while nervous on how today is going to go as my first as a porno actor. Suddenly a delivery man came and gave me a package. I opened the package and there was a tiffin box with a note from my mom said it was beef curry made from expensive imported calf and said that she continues to miss me. I opened the tiffin box and took a whiff of tasty beef that I have been missing out in Chennai. I realized that I promised Janani that I will share some of this with her and saved it in my backpack so we can eat it together. The driver finally came and took me to the house. As I walk in, one of the Brahmin secretaries took me downstairs to the office. There was Janani sitting down and I sat across from her. She stared at me angrily since I have been ignoring her SMS messages since I was so nervous about this day. I wanted to go and tell her sorry, but Ateef came in with a smile and asked how we were doing. Janani quickly smiled and gave Ateef a big hug and a kiss on his cheek. He sat down at the desk and said he was delighted to have us as main star from his next movie. He said the movie will be unedited and will be all one shot with no cuts or interruptions. He gave us both scripts. He told us that since it is such short notice, the script is just a guide but if you forget just act naturally and said dialogues that you will naturally say if there are no cameras around. He then said let me show you the set. He brought me in and it looked just like middle class bedroom with a bed that was decorated with flowers. He said it looks just like a first night bed for a newlywed right? That will be our main story for this movie. First night for a Brahmin couple, uncensored and unedited. There has not been a single pornographic movie that has depicted it and you won’t believe how many Brahmins watch porn. I know for a fact this will be an instant hit. In order to appease to the crowd, there will be no cigarettes, no alcohol and definitely no meat. There just has to be sex that must seem real to them. We agreed while Ateef took us into the dressing room. Ateef emphasized that for this to be real, I am going to have my Brahmin secretary dress you up in traditional south Indian wedding clothes so it looks like you just got married. He turned to Janani and said, you brought your sari and jewelry that you wore for the wedding correct? She said yes and added that it still fits her well. Ateef than looked at me and said you are still wearing your poonal correct, to which I replied yes. He called his two Brahmin secretaries and said take these two and give them a complete makeover including full waxing of their body so there is not a speck of hair. Put mehendi on Janani’s hand and feet and dress her properly with the dress given. For Subbu here make sure he gets proper santhanam (sandlewood) on his forehead and his body so it likes like he is an iyer groom. Also do a complete wax and hair cut so he looks spiffy. The makeover took for 2 hours and I waited for 6 more hours until Janani got ready with her mehendi and her dress ready, so in the meantime I was reading the script to make sure I knew my lines. Ateef cam in briefly and said, I almost forgot and he gave a box of viagra. He said take this 4 hours before we start shooting. I then realized this is what Bashar and Ateef were taking to make their penises so big before sex. I took the pills and then few hours later, we both walked into the bedroom and when I looked at her, I could not believe my eyes how beautiful she looked. She didn’t look a year older than 20 with a beautiful red pattu podavai (silk sari), nice pottu with vermillion, mehendi on her hands and feet, nice jewelry on her neck and a nice toe ring. I felt like I just married her and we are going to spend the rest of our lives together.

Ateef pointed to the large glass window across the bed. He pointed and said that’s where all the cameramen and I will sit. He took a remote and pressed a button and suddenly the window became a mirror. He said it’s a one way mirror now, so you will not see us but we will see you. He pressed another button and all the cameras above, below and on sides that were camouflaged started moving around. He said no one will be in this room except you guys. Everything will be controlled behind that mirror, so that you can totally forget that someone is watching you in order to make things natural. In addition, he said just forget that you are in a movie shoot just pretend this is your real first night. Like I said the camera will be running continuously, so there will be cuts or interruptions until the next morning when you wake up. He then looked at Janani’s thali and told her to removed it and give it to him. He then took out the gold chain and replaced it with thick yellow thread to make it look like a fresh thali. He then asked if we have any questions and we shook now as I was eager for this to be started. He told us to go into this room until he is ready with the camera in the room, he then gave me a box of yogurt rice with pickle and said remember from the script that before you start anything you will feed her this while she feeds you since you guys were supposed to fast until this moment. Before I walked in the room, Ateef said, “Oh yeah, I forget make sure all your dialogue is in Tamil since that will be your main audience, we will add subtitles for foreign audiences. When I walked into the room he sent us there was large mirror where I saw myself and was impressed at how much I looked like an iyer groom, with my veshti, angostram, poonal and all the santhnam markings. I saw Janani behind, who looked like a beautiful innocent Brahmin bride which made me feel guilty that I was going to devour in bed something that beautiful and innocent. I turned around and sat and I saw that she continued to be angry with me. She then said, why have you been ignoring all my messages? I told her sorry and said I was really nervous about today since I don’t know how much I can impress you in bed. She smiled and sat next me. She held my hand and said this is supposed to be a “first night” so it’s okay to be nervous. It has been so long since my first night that I don’t even remember it so you being nervous makes it more real for me. She ten said, you won’t believe it but I am also nervous since I haven’t had a sex in over a year since both my husband and I have been busy with our work. I smiled and looking at the yogurt rice helped me remember the beef curry my mom gave me. I then told her, remember that I promised I will share my mom’s beef with you? She smiled and said yes and you never delivered the promise. I pulled my mom’s tiffin box and opened it. Janani immediately took a whiff and said it smells wonderful. I replied, I know Ateef said no meat, but if I mix it underneath the rice, the camera will probably not notice it. I went ahead and mixed it careful under the yogurt rice so it’s not really visible. I then took a small bottle of vodka and told her to give me a jug of milk. I poured the entire bottle with the milk and gave it back to her. She smiled and said well this certainly didn’t happen at my first night to which I replied, well you will have more fun with this one then.

Ateef walked in few minutes later and said we are ready. As I walk out my palms became sweaty and my heart started racing. I sat down in bed while Janani sat next to me. Ateef walked backwards into the exit while counting us down. As he closed the door, the lights went on, and window switch to a mirror. I looked up and around and it felt like we were the only ones in the room. I immediately started sweating and I wasn’t sure if it was my nervousness or the lights. I looked at Janani and she was looking at me to say my first line. I looked down and tried to take a deep breath and created a longer pause than necessary. I then looked at her and in Tamil said sticking to the script, “are you hungry?” She then nodded yes. I took out the yogurt rice with pickle that had beef secretly mixed in it. I then said here is some yogurt rice from the wedding. She immediately replied in Tamil, “can you feed it to me since my hands are greasy from the homam (fire sacrifice) we did today. I then took a hand full of yogurt rice, making sure the beef is hidden inside the rice ball and fed it in her mouth. I could tell immediately that she enjoyed the beef. As I was done halfway, I told her to feed me the rest. She then replied, well my hands are greasy to which I said I know, but I still want you to feed me. She then took the rice and fed me my mom’s delicious beef that was hidden in it. After we finished we were in state of ecstasy from the beef. She then reached for the milk jug and poured it in a glass. She said here have some of the milk. I drank some of it and immediately got a kick from the whiskey. I then gave the other half to Janani who drank the rest. After that we each looked down at the floor. I once again paused longer than I was supposed since I was trying to get into grips with the fact that I am going to soon lose my virginity to a Brahmin woman of my dreams. I realized this is the moment I have been waiting for ever since I accidentally saw Ateef’s porn DVDs. I then realized I forgot the script and didn’t know what to do next. Janani whispered quietly, “do something quick”. I froze and then realized Ateef told me to improvise if I forgot the script. So I tried to put myself on the beach when Janani tried to have sex with me and tried to imagine what I would have done next if I had sex during that moment. I then peeked to the left and looked her beautiful hand that had mehendi on it. I slowly moved my left hand and held her right hand, while she looked down. I immediately lifted and gave a kiss while looking at her eyes. I could tell she looked confused since I wasn’t following the script. I then slowly started kissing towards her shoulder. I then looked in her eyes and said in Tamil, “you are the most beautiful person I have met in my life and I will do anything to protect you as a husband for the rest of my life” Janani immediately smiled while almost crying since she knew that wasn’t in the script and I said it from my heart. She then put her hand on my face and said in Tamil, “I will always be faithful as your wife whether during times of distress or times of happiness” and she kissed me on my forehead. I then realized that we both are completely throwing away the script Ateef gave us and completing creating our own first night story. I then put my thumb on her beautiful lips and then proceeded to kiss her passionately while holding. After a few minutes she pushed me down like in the beach and started kissing me more aggressively. She then proceeded to towards my veshti and started untying it and pulled it down revealing only my underwear. She then reached in my underwear and started squeezing my balls. I then became immediately aroused but used all my willpower to make sure to not cum too fast. She then proceeded to pull down my underwear. She then gasped and said “you have no foreskin!” in Tamil. I immediately replied that it was removed due to an infection as a c***d. She then replied, it looks beautiful and went ahead started stroking it while I ran my fingers through her beautiful hair that smelled like jasmine. She then looked at me with her beautiful eyes and started sucking my cock. She had perfect technique and started stroking my dick with her hand and her mouth. I immediately worked hard to make sure I don’t ejaculate. All the years of practice with maturation has helped me control it. I then stopped her and lifted her chin and told her in Tamil “to lie down” I then proceeded to remove her sari and slowly unbuttoned her blouse and bra to reveal her beautiful breasts. I went ahead and did what I wanted to do ever since I first laid eyes on them, I immediately started sucking them with the same technique I saw Ateef and Bashar used on my mom. She immediately became aroused and started biting her lips and moaning. I could tell that she has never been touched like this by her husband. After I was done with both breasts, I slowly started kissing downwards towards her naval to which she moaned in delight. I then took my penis and started titty fucking her while she started screaming in delight. While I was doing it I accidently removed her thali (mangalsutra) which was on my dick. Improvising, I then wrapped the thali tight around my dick and told her to suck on it in Tamil. She then proceeded to suck it with delight. I then lifted her legs and tried to spread it. I then said in Tamil, “thevydia munda, kala orunga viri” (you whore, spread your legs properly) to which she immediately spread her legs. I then proceeded to put my dick that had the thali wrapped around it and slowly inserted it in her beautiful waxed pussy. I can’t believe how tight her pussy was, she must have not had sex in ages. She immediately started screaming in pain.

I then immediately put my hand over her mouth to silence her while saying “punda mavale, kathathe” (whore’s daughter, do not scream) and pounded her pussy even more. She couldn’t help put but close her eyes in pain while tears came out. As I started picking up pace, and pounded her pussy harder, I said “na kai ya eddukarai, kathama sollu, na theyvidya ki poruntha nalla, nannu oru thevidya annu asai padarai” (I am going to remove my hand, without screaming, say I am born to a whore, so I also want to be a whore). As I removed my hand, she softly repeated it. I then took my right hand and choked her and screamed “sattama sollu” (say it louder). She then tried to scream it while I was choking her. I kept having her repeat it until we both reached a climax. I then proceeded to remove my cock that had thali soaked in pussy juice, while completely controlling myself to not ejaculate. I then proceeded to turn her around forcefully, and said “kundi valli, na oh kundila vakaporah” (Woman with an ass, I am going to put my cock in your ass). I noticed a box of tallow (beef fat) my mom gave with food, so I took a bunch and rubbed in on my cock with the thali and also took a handful and stuffed in her tight asshole while she screamed again. I once again pulled her hair and screamed “kathathai” (do not scream!) to which she physically used her hand to close her mouth to suppress her pain. I then slowly inserted my cock with thali slowly in her ass to which I could see tears from her eyes from the pain. I made sure she was facing the camera and proceeded to pound her ass harder and harder. She slowly loosened up that I was able to pick up pace. I could tell she was enjoying it since on the mirror, I can see that her eyes were rolled up in ecstasy. As I reached climax for the second time, I pulled out my cock that had the thali drenched in cum/ass juice and beef fat and said “naara koodhi, vayaa tharai” (stinking cunt open your mouth). I then stuffed the cock down her throat which resulted in her regurgitating some vomit but was unable to spit it out since I firmly held my cock in my mouth at which point I ejaculated and released all my cum which filled her cheeks. I then screamed, “Seniyan, orunga murungi” (Bitch, swallow properly!). She then forcefully swallowed the whole thing. I slowly took out my dick and saw that the thali rope was no longer yellow but brown from all the cum, ass/pussy juice and vomit. “Ippai, yo thevidya amma marai nanna nakku” (Now, lick it properly like your prostitute mother). She then proceeded to lick it fast since she was intimidated by my forcefulness. After she was done thoroughly licking everything, I then unwrapped the thalli and tied it around her neck making sure I tied three knots and told her “ippada, nee anakku pondathi” (Only now you are my wife). I then from exhaustion just fell right next to her. We both looked at the ceiling in disbelief on what happened. Maybe it was the ecstasy or the alcohol but I could not believe how much of a dirty man I was and I knew she was impressed and aroused with the way I treated her tonight. I noticed that all the lights suddenly turned off, while the shutters on the ceiling slowly opened shining the moonlight on our bodies. She then proceeded to put her arms, legs around me with her head resting on my chest and said thank you with a smile. We both slept the entire night thoroughly satisfied.