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Shimmi like her sister Mama was quite on the 'darker side', but Beauty cannot exist without a flaw. The flaw itself, is the Beauty. And her strength lay in her beauty.

Of All the great fools of the World, I was the greatest. I knew her.

She was extremely attractive and appealing with sharp features and a slim face. Had an upright nose, the eyes of a wild impala, lips shaped like cupid's bow, and with pearl white teeth and dark black hair almost falling to her waist. Her silky voice was honey to the ears and spread a music far and near. Endowed with a fair complexion she would have been the song of many a hearts.

She took charge of her chores and had reserved all her attentions to me only. She would often fight with the other maid if they ever provided any service to me. Her gravest duty was to make herself a vailable to my slightest gesture, without any inference. She came to my room on the pretext of carrying out household duties and bent unnecessarily so low that the half of her breasts, her shinning auras and a part of her nipples gleamed before my gloating eyes.

Soon enough, she became aggressive, arranged herself to be in my view and exhibited her treasures to her greatest dexterity. While wiping the floor, she completely pulled up her sari so high that I c aptured a complete sight of her dark cunt and pubis which was grossly spread with short hair. With every movement, the point of and the clitoris twitched. The red blooded folds of her cunt quivered a nd drops of her lust juice trickled from her silky hole. My heart bounced and sprung on those presentations, and the spectacle served infinite pleasure and caused a justified erection.

I, to reciprocate her advances, opened the belt of my gown and brought in her view my groins and my erect penis which waved to her eager eyes. The exhibition of its immense sexual prowess portrayed m y eagerness and assent to her amorous offer. She cast an avaricious look at the large dimensions of my standing swollen prick. A colour of joy attracted her sombre visage, and her dark eyes emitted s parks of passion, signalling her concurrence. She winked, made a vulgar sign and went out laughing hysterically. I was strongly attracted by her gesture, but no fruitful connection ensued, and I was not able to reap the harvest of my endeavours as her sister always hovered around the house, and was a great impediment to my impending ventures.

Shimmi, it was her custom to bring, at early morning, before the house stirred, a cup of hot tea with freshly picked roses for me. She would sit on the bed and with her soft fingers scratch my ears, side burns, and continue playing with my hair, until I woke up. She would then welcome me with a sensual soft smile and present the flowers.

That was highly exciting, and I made up my mind to take a decisive step. Gain or lose in the process. One morning, she came to my room rather earlier than usual, I was in a very deep sleep. She became bold, scratched my ears, softly kissed my lip and whispered, 'my honey you provocate and deny in the same breath, oh! What a heart breaker you are!' Her hand slipped in my shirt and teased the hair on my chest, and she bending over me kissed my cheeks and nimbly bit my ears.

I woke up with a start. She smiled, showered the rose petals at my face and said, 'your excellency, your bed tea is here, please open your eyes.' The petals wet with the morning dew clung to my cheek s, forehead, neck and lips. She did a most admirable deed. She started picking the petal with her lips, beginning with the forehead then the neck, cheek and finally from my lips. No sooner her chisel led lips touched mine, I knew the world anew.

'The Cunning Rose petal; An impostor who cheated, the colour of her lips. A thief who stole, the fragrance of her breath.' [Author]

I was engrossed by the light atmosphere of the room and her romantic overture. There was a violent jolt and my erect prick slid out of the front cutting of my pyjamas before her hungry eyes. I did no t make any attempt to reverse the modality but waited for an equally furious reaction from her quarter.

Her eye displayed ostentatious delight. She put her head on my chest, slowly wriggled and reached for the coveted object and held it softly.

With eyes intoxicated, she said in a sad voice, 'Sir, you have a very deep friendship with Sophia. Does my dark complexion deters you from such an approach?'

Am I not the Nightingale of the wild?' Why then your fires for me so mild? I have conquered men of great astute, But couldn't apprehend your attitude. Am I unsightly, unworthy, or you unkind; Or it be a strange malady of your feeble mind. (AUTHOR)

I was very aggrieved at her statement and replied, 'hue of the skin is trivial in friendship, it is the colour of the soul that prevails.

Would you like to my friend? I asked covertly.' She said, 'my lord, it all depends on you.' I embraced her and said, 'Should you wish to extend our affections then you would have to sink deep in the affair of hearts.' She replied smilingly, 'I would be as fort uitous as you may grant me.'

I was extremely joyful to get her as I always longed for dark woman and wished to get one. I had not succeeded in the past, although I had made passes to many such women but always faced rejection. I f a woman is black or ugly, it is never meant that she would give herself away to every young men who greets her. It was the first occasion that I had succeeded without even trying.

I said nothing but held her in my clutches. She was a little shy and tried to break the hold but I did not pay any attention to her struggles and kissed her. She replied vigorously and sucked my tong ue so energetically that I believed that I had not a woman yet. I lifted her shirt, uncovered her belly and chest. Two black billiard balls jumped before my eyes. The breasts were large, very shapely , the nipple small and erect, and the dark halos widely stretched with excitement. I placed my hand on them and pressed powerfully. They were unexpectedly very hard and silky. She uttered a low whine and me hugged tightly. I pushed my hands down and I proceeded to touch her cunt but she recoiled and covered it with her palm.

With much effort, I lifted her petticoat, nipped her clit and wanted to engulf my prick in her vagina. She resisted and said, 'it is getting brighter, I would come at night than you may quench your t hirst of desire.' I did not pay any heed and continued my purpose but she resisted. Facing failure I asked for less and said, 'darling atleast let me feast my eye on your treasures,' she smiled and s aid nothing. I made her sit on the table and pulled up her petticoat to inspect her cunt. In the dark, I did not make much out of it but saw a pair of thick lips and a very hairy Mound. She bought my erect penis out of its confine and handled it like a toy. I rubbed her clitoris with the head of my penis and she groaned heavily. I did not see permissible to fuck her at that uncertai n moment, therefore, continued the fore play. She heaved and twisted my penis my all her strength,

I, in response, pushed my first two fingers in her love hole. She could not bear this unannounced assault and shouted, 'darling what are you doing? Are you going to enlarge my hole.' I smiled and con tinued with my fickle aggressions and pushed my fingers deeper in her cunt, and with my thumb rubbed the thick head of her clitoris vigorously.

She started trembling and kissed me passionately and sa id, 'darling you are my king, please continue your attacks and enslave me forever, yes darling do it harder and quicker.' She whispered in my ears, 'darling, I am all wet and ready for a fuck, but it is done best in the quiets of the night and not for now, it would spoil all enjoyment.' I whimpered softly in her ears, 'Oh! Darling you should let me fuck you now, dear let me taste your cunt and y ou may have a taste of my cock.' 'No sorry darling, I too need a fuck more than you do but it is much too risky. I shall come tonight when the coast is clear, and we may fuck each other till the nigh t permits us.' She kissed and sucked my tongue furiously, amused herself with my prick and went away victorious.

She kept her promised and came the same night. She was like a statue carved out of black marble and was dressed in a pure white nightie which glossed against her dark complexion. A strong perfume inv aded the room and I imagined that she had come fully armed for the amorous game. With a smile, she threw herself on the bed. We, mad with lust, tore away our clothes and in a moment were lying naked in bed, mingling with each other.

I took a stock of her body and found that she was very supple and proportionate. Her breasts were large and full of life, the nipple protruded, and the dark halo around stretched in a wide circle. He r mound was thick and padded, and the pubic freshly shaven. The lips of her cunt were thick, rough and coarse and the vagina, though not lax, stretched and peeped like a long tunnel, obviously the result of extreme fucking. The thick, fat and large clitoris, a full-blooded hydra aroused with the rage of passion, stood erect. It too showed marks of inclemency, brought about by the constant mis handling by males, or self satisfaction.

I took it in the mouth and sucked it vigorously. She whispered sharply, 'darling, you have awakened my sleeping passions and I am awfully hot, please extinguish this fire with your sperms. I cannot w ait any more, please let's do the act.' She made me sit upright on the bed and entwining her limps around my waist pulled up her torso to bring her cunt closer to my penis. Then taking my prick in he r hands, she with a vigorous muscular force rammed it in her fanny.

I was not little amazed to find that her hole was not lax or slack as it appeared, but firm and tight like that of a virgin's vagina after her first fuck. She must been a celebrity among the male of all classes, moral or immoral. Now I came to know what a woman like her could do to a man. Fucking her once would leave no room for any other woman in man's life. She was certainly a demolisher of t heir prides.

She gave a load sigh and pushed her torso up and down digging the clitoris to my prick, and rubbed it rigidly against entire length of my prick's. Her firm breasts dangled before my eyes and with eac h push swung like huge pendulums. I took them in my hands, squeezed firmly and rotated her nipples with thumb and index fingers. She said, 'darling please manipulate my breasts more strongly and suck the nipples with all your force, please also tickle my bottom hole and slide your fingers inside it. Oh! Dear I am enjoying this wonderful fucking, you are the kind of male I relish, make me come quickly and than I teach you to enjo y me in many more ways.' Her movements became frantic and she jumped on my prick like a rubber doll.

She took me now with short pushes and always making sure to dig deeply enough to push the head of my penis in womb. She soon started trembling and shouted in my ears, 'Oh! Darling make your cock stil l longer, thicker and harder, I want even your balls in my cunt.' I replied, 'baby I am trying, I am trying, oh! you really know how to fuck and be fucked.' I seconded her each stroke with an equal a rdour but being in a passive position could not do it as strongly. Each push sent a tremor through our entire being and juices flowed freely from our organs.

She now on the edge of fulfilment cried, 'my darling push deeper and harder, you are making me come, quick, quick, here I come, oaf, Ooff.'

She bent and embraced me tightly and squeezing her legs sen t forth a discharge of such magnitude that the entire area of our pubis was inundated with her sperms. She trembled and then relaxed. She did not let hold off my cock but continued pushing and wrench ing. After awhile she was on the edge again, cried, 'darling, hold on I shall come again soon.' She stepped up her work and spent powerfully again.

I liked that black mermaid, she was the mirror of a man's thoughts, as far as the sex was concerned. I said, 'dear you were unique, now let me have my pleasure.' She said nothing, silence is half consent.

I laid her on the bed and as I moved to insert my penis in her cunt and make my impending discharge. She said, 'darling answer my question honestly then you can commence to bathe my little cunt with your romantic ambrosia. Why did you go to Sophia's house and stayed there for the night.' I lied confidently, 'dear, she was alone and terrible fearful of ghosts and thieves, therefore, requested me to stay at her lonely house and give her some heart.' She replied curtly, 'no Sir, you are in the wrong. Now hear the truth from me, you went to Sophia in the anticipation of a fuck, and having gain ed her, would continued to do so.'

I was stunned, 'what know you of that?' I shouted. She negated my question and repeated her query. I parried again, 'you should not accord such remote blames to a respectable lady. It is an unworthy deed. I consider Sophia my superior and a good friend. You speak from nowhere or some random passions may have overtaken your thoughts. And you should have no business to supply me provocation. You a re loud, erratic and impolite, your incivility has injured my senses. Keen tongue like a knife; Cleaves the thread of life.'

She replied sternly, 'Sir, it is not you but your guilt that speaks, and truth is always disagreeable. You cannot emancipate your conscience by employing acute accent. Your face is not supporting yo ur tongue, and you are hiding behind false curtain. I had seen lust in your eyes, you coveted her beauty and youth.' I said, 'you are being pedantic, my dear. Events do not turn according to our desi res.' She replied, 'sweet lord, it is just a question of thought.'

All my efforts failed against her persistence and I had no choice but to give up the conflict of the tongue and confess candidly. I said, 'Shimmi, you are in the right, but she left me with no altern atives, I was heavily seduced, and to conclude, well yes, she surrendered to me, her morality. I was obliged to fuck her twice that night and have promised to accommodate her in my life permanently. To attend your curiosity and to exclude any exigency: I must say that we love each other.'

Disappointment overtook her spirits. She said sullenly, 'In the garb of love you are officiating your guilt but I shall not dwell deeply on that point. You are not entirely to be blamed, Sophia, to entice you in an amorous affair, had been playing, "give the wolf a taste and keep him hungry." She enflamed your senses and then kept herself apart, perhaps, waiting for the right moment. When she f ailed to seduce you, she called you to sleep in her house on the pretext of fearing the goblins. You see, males are so fallible, they can never refuse a woman who so vehemently seeks their affection. Well, she succeeded, and now you may go and trifle with all the forlorn women in the town, but please don't forsake me.'

She ended her deliberations after a while and laid still with her legs wide apart, showing her lecherous cunt to inflame my lust. I did not wait but fixed my penis on her cunt and pushed it inside he r with all my strength, making her go mad with pleasure. It did not take long and also spent with a great force, bathing her cunt with my hot lava. She pressed her thigh to enjoy the warmth of my war m water and the last proximity of my dwindling penis. We wiped ourselves and lay in arms and talked about the experience that we just had. However, she did not only conversed but toyed with my limp penis to make it alive again.

She said, 'Your lance is tired but I shall wait for its revival. In the meantime, please suck my clit and make me come again. Though, tired and worn out, I consented. She opened her thighs and taught me how to perform cunnilingus, 'dear, strongly suck my clit with your lips and concurrently stimulate its tip with your tongue, and you may also prick my vagina and bum hole with your fingers. In r eturn I shall treat your dead cock and try revive it.'

I fell down and commenced to learn this newer art. A pleasant smell of her cunt assailed my nostrils, I never knew that cunts could be that sweet. I performed the errand very efficiently, and her clit started twitching in a rhythm, and her dripping vagina pulsated on my finger. With a long groan of delight, she pressed my face to her cunt, until for me, breathing became an impossible proposit ion. I somehow liked this new way of stimulation and tried to prolonged it. When she seemed to be coming, I purposely removed my lips from her clitoris.

She used a vile language to remonstrate me, ' fuck nicely you weakling, or get for yourself a frigid hag, you don't deserve a fiery woman like me.'

Not to increase the matter, I concentrated on relieving her lust, and did the sucking more powerfully. Near the end, her clitoris grew larger and pulsated impetuously in my mouth. Her vagina closed s trongly on my fingers and throbbed frantically. I sucked vigorously and with my rough tongue stroked the sensitive pointed head of her clitoris. A few more sum such savage treatments from my side an d she started throwing her waist up and down. Her whole frame trembled like a dry leaf, and then with a loud shriek, she enclosed my face in her thighs and twisted it rapidly. She was writhing agonis ingly and commending me for the enjoyment I was providing her. Her jerk ended with long sighs, then she released me from the vice grip of her thighs and was inert for some time. She had came copious ly and great deal of juicy oozed from her cunt and filled my mouth, and I could noting but swallow it. I quickly got out of the bed, wiped myself and then wanted to kiss her good bye. She, still not fully satisfied, expected some more wanton fucks. I, however, completely exhausted changed the story an d asked, 'dear love, you fuck so nice, please tell me wherefrom did you learn that, by art or chance?' She smiled and said, 'I practised this delightful art, for the first time, at the age of twelve. Darling, how about giving me one more nice climax and then I shall unfold numerous tales of my fuck affairs.'

I kept silent to quieten her mounting storm, but she was absolutely unwilling to waiver her quest. She persisted in torturing my prick with great inclemency to invigorate its hardness, but it refused to be subjected to such continuous torture, and lay inert, unmoved by her solicitations. It showed no signs of revival. She shrieked, 'indolent fool, go play with your cock and jerk yourself off. In that case, you would have no need to satisfy a woman. An infirm placid like you should use that technique.'

She, at last, with a sorrowful look of hopelessness and utter dissatisfaction reluctantly left the room, slamming the door behind her with a powerful Bang. I breathed a sigh of relief and took a vow never ever to see a nymphomaniac woman again. I could not believe the veracity of my senses. Whatever had transpired just now was real or a figment of my imagination?