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This incident took place several years ago.

Before proceeding any further let me introduce myself to those who are new to my erotic experiences.

My name is Sahebji, this is not my real name but everyone including my parents call me by this name. Let us therefore stay with it. I am six feet tall, slim. I am a commercial artist by profession. With the introductions behind us let me proceed with the story at hand.

I had been working very hard. I had just completed a long complicated assignment and decided to take a holiday on the family estate. After a few days I got bored. I decided to go on a hunt for three/four days. With Abdul, my trusted servant and companion, I drove to our family hunting lodge in the forest about 150 miles away.

A few words about my servant Abdul; Several years ago, when I returned home after completing my graduate degree, my father had given Abdul, a fourteen- year-old lad, to me as my personal servant. We had shared many adventures together. On several occasions we had screwed a girl together. Abdul was more of a friend to me than a mere servant.

After settling down I went into the forest looking for game. Two days passed and I did not get a chance to fire my gun.

On the third afternoon about 5 p.m. the sky suddenly became overcast and it started to rain cats and dogs. I collected my gear and headed for the lodge in my four-wheel drive. As I drove along, cursing the weather, I spotted a small slim figure, drenched to the skin standing under a tree. Thinking, as it would be soon dark it was not safe for a young boy to be out in the forest alone in the jungle. I stopped and called out to him.

The figure came slowly towards the car. I saw that it was a girl about 15 years old. I asked her, "Tum yahan akele kya kar rahi hai? (What are you doing here alone?)"

She said, "Saab, main rasta bhool gayi hoon (Sir, I have lost my way)."

I asked, "Tere gaon ka kiya naam hai? (What is the name of your village?)" She told me the name. It did not ring a bell, as I was not very familiar with the area.

I said, "Tu mere saath chal main tujhe kal tere gaon chord doonga (Come with me I will take you to your village in the morning)."

She hesitated and shook her head.

I said, "Kuch der main andhera ho jayega aur jungli jaanwar aa jayenge. Tera yahan rahene khatre se khali nahin hai (It will be dark soon and the wild animals will be on the prowl. It is dangerous for you to stay here)."

Reluctantly she got into the car and I continued my journey to the lodge.

During the drive home I told her that my name is Sahebji and she told me her name was Laccho and she lived with her parents and two stepbrothers.

"Tu yahan kaisse aayi? (How did you get here?)" I asked.

"Meri sauteli maa mujhe roz maarti hai. Kal ussne mujhe bahut maara aur uss ke gusse se bachane ke liye ghar se bhaag gayi. Kuch der baad main raasta bhool gayi (My step mother beats me every day. Yesterday she thrashed me very badly and to escape her wrath I ran away but after some time I lost my way)."

"Don't worry, tomorrow I will drop you home," I assured her.

She was drenched and she was shivering. I took off my hunting jacket and put it round her small shoulders. She acknowledged this gesture with a pretty smile. I looked at her more carefully. She was fair and had nice regular features, long black hair done up in two pigtails. Yes she was decidedly beautiful. Her clothes were sticking to her body and the contour of her small breasts and nipples were clearly visible.

After about half an hour we reached the lodge.

I told Abdul that Lachho will spend the night here and instructed him to draw a hot bath for her. I gave Lachho a fresh towel and a cake of lavender soap and said, "Lachho jaa nahaa le nahin tau thand lag jaayegi (Lachho go take a hot bath otherwise you will catch a chill)."

She said, "Mere paas aur kapre nahin hai (I have no other clothes)."

I gave her one of my shirts and said, "Isse pahen le aur apne geele kaprde bathroom main hee chord dena. Abdul unhain subah tak dho kar press kar dega (Wear this and to leave your wet clothes in the bathroom. Abdul will wash and iron them for you by tomorrow)."

She nodded and went to take her bath. I also took a hot shower and changed into a kurta and pajama for the night.

At seven in the evening Abdul came in carrying the makings of my usual evening peg. With a broad smile he said, "Huzoor nikale te sher ko maarne lakin ek hirni ghar le aaye (Master had gone to kill a tiger but brought a young doe home)."

I told him to shut up and prepare some snacks to go with the drinks and cook some fine dishes for dinner as we have a guest. Also get a large glass of hot milk for the girl when she comes out.

Abdul was not to be stopped. He replied, "Maine socha tha ki aap apna raat ka khaana tau apne saath le kar aaye hain (I thought you have brought your dinner with you)" and started humming the song 'Hum honge kamyab' ('We will over come')."

Abdul knew about my liking for young tight virgin choots (cunts). He knew all about my encounter with the sweet milkmaid Bela, Rani and her friends (Read 'Gualin ki lardki' and 'Rani').

I said, "Abdul get out and do what I have told you," but he persisted, "Huzoor cheez tau bahut lazeez hai. Isse aaj raat ko chakh kar tau dekhiye (Master she is very good. Taste her tonight and see)." I laughed and shooed him out of the room. He went out still humming the famous tune.

Dear reader honestly I had no such intentions toward the girl when I brought her to the lodge. My motives were purely humanitarian. But all this talk by Abdul had set me thinking. I poured myself a drink and dismissed the idea from my mind. While I was slowly sipping my drink Laccho came into the room dressed in my shirt.

What a stunning sight she presented. Her pretty face cleaned, her hair combed and done up neatly it two pigtails. Her teen breasts forming small hillocks. With a big smile on her face she asked, shyly, "Kaissi lag rahi hoon main? (How am I looking?)"

"Bahut pyari, choomne layak (Sweet enough to kiss)," I replied and pulled her to me and kissed her. She lowered her eyes me and blushed sweetly.

She truly looked a delectable piece of virgin flesh. Her proximity, her stunning looks and the knowledge that she was completely naked under the shirt gave me a hard on. All my good intentions vanished in thin air. I now looked forward to piercing her virgin cunt with my cock.

Hearing her Abdul came in with the milk. "Lachho, main iss main thorda see brandy mila deta hoon. Tere badan main ekdam garmi aajayegi (Lachho, I am adding some brandy in it. It will warm your body immediately)."

She said, "Jo aap theek samajain (Whatever you say)."

While I added a little brandy in the milk l said to Abdul, "Tu theek keh raha tha kila tau fateh kanra he paredga (You were right the fortress will have to be conquered)."

I told her to drink the hot milk and brandy it will ensure that she will not catch cold. She drank the milk slowly, partaking in the delicious snacks prepared by Abdul. I sat sipping my drink and watching her pretty face and thinking of the pleasures awaiting me.

We talked about her family. Lachho said, "My real mother died when I was four. My father married again. He loves me very much but my stepmother hates me and beats me regularly for no reason at all. Today I got fed up and ran away. Then I saw a baby deer and followed it into the jungles and got lost. I wandered here and there the whole day till it started raining. I was very scared. Then you found me. I am very thankful to you for bringing me here with you." I wondered if she would be just as thankful after I have taken her virginity.

Lachho was stuffing herself with the snacks. I said, "Go easy on the snacks as Abdul is preparing a special dinner in your honor."

She said, "Sahebji, mujhe bahut bhook lag rahi hai. Maine subah se kuch nahin khaya (Sahebji. I am very hungry. I have not eaten since morning)."

Soon the hot milk and brandy started to show their result. She said, "Mujhe bari garmi lag rahi hai (I am feeling very hot)."

Jokingly, I said, "Koyi baat nahin apni kameez uttar de (Does not matter take off your shirt)." She blushed coyly and shook her head.

Abdul announced that dinner was served. We moved to the dinning room and ate a delicious dinner. Abdul was paying special attention to Lachho and addressing her as Bibiji (mistress). She liked that and was very happy. Abdul had made 'Chawal ki kheer' (A rice, milk and sugar preparation) one of his specialties for dessert but Lachho had stuffed herself so much on the other food that she could not eat it. She joined me in praising Abdul's cooking.

Abdul asked, "Bibiji inaam milega (Bibiji will I get a reward)." I knew what he had in mind and before I could say something Lachho feeling grand replied in an imperious tone, "Haan muh maanga inaam milega (Yes you will get whatever you ask for)." Abdul winked at me and grinned broadly.

Before going to bed Abdul came to inquire if he should put something to eat in the bedroom for the night. Then looking suggestively at the girl said, "I don't suppose you would want anything else tonight."

Then addressing Laccho, "Bibiji, aapke liye maine Kheer rakh di hai raat ko dil kare tau kha lena (Bibiji, I have kept some Kheer for you. If you feel hungry then eat it)." Lachho acknowledged the gesture with a smile.

The girl was feeling sleepy. I told her to go to sleep. I read my book and after an hour or so and then went to my bedroom to sleep. Laccho was sleeping on my bed. She was lying on her side. I slowly turned her on her back. She lay with her legs slightly apart. I slowly unbuttoned the shirt and for the first time saw her completely naked. It was a beautiful sight. Her youthful tits were firm. The nipples were pointing towards the ceiling. Her choot had slight growth of hair on it and the lips were tightly pressed together.

She was fast asleep. The day long wandering in the forest, the rain, the hot milk and brandy, the rich food and the sense of security had taken their toll.

I had no desire to wake her but to take her as she lay in slumber. I spread her legs and bent them forward towards her breasts and placed my raging erection on the entrance of her small-unfucked cunt. Suddenly she opened her eyes. Was it the warm touch of my cock on the entrance of her virgin choot or a gust of cool breeze from the window is anybody's guess.

She saw me the way I was poised and asked, "Aap kya kar rahe hai? (What are you doing?)"

"Main tujhe chodne ja raha hoon (I am about to fuck you)," I replied.

She just kept looking at me without any fear or panic. I thought maybe she did not understand me and asked, "Tu jaanti hai chudai kya hoti hai? (You know what is fucking?)" She nodded and with a hurt look in her eyes she asked, "Aap mujhe chodene ke liye hee saath laye the? (Did you bring me with you to fuck me?)" "Nahin, lakin tu itni sunder lag rahi thi ki mera dil tujhe chodene ko karne laga (No but you looked so beautiful that I wanted to fuck you)," I told her truthfully. "Agar main aapse haath jod kar kahoon ki mujhe chord do tau aap mujhe chord denge (If I begged you with folded hand to leave me then will you leave me?)" Again I told her truthfully, "Nahin (No)." Reading her situation correctly, she decided to make the best of it.

She took my raging lund in her hands and said, "Aapka laurda bahut barra hai aur meri kori choot bahut choti hai. Sahebji, jara dheere dheere chodna (Your cock is very large and my virgin cunt is small. Sir, please fuck me tenderly)." I was very excited and tenderness was the furthest thought in my mind.

Instead of replying I gathered her firmly in my arms and rammed my lund inside her virgin choot. Only the knob of my cock entered. The next push tore through her hymen and half my lund was buried inside her. The third stroke found my cock fully buried in her virgin choot.

All this while Laccho was screaming, "AAAAAAYYYYEEEIIIII MAIN MAR GAYI. BAHUT DARD HO RAHI HAI NIKALO, APNA LAURDA NIKALO. MAINE NAHIN CHUDWANA (AAAAYYYYEEEEIIII I AM DYING. IT IS HURTING VERY MUCH. TAKE IT OUT, TAKE YOUR COCK OUT. I DON'T WANT TO FUCK)," and started to sob softly.

Ignoring her screams I kept ramming my lund in and out of her choot. Her cunt was very tight and I found it difficult to move my cock in and out and soon my cock released its life giving seed in her hitherto virgin fuck sheath. I withdrew my now half erect cock from her cunt and saw the mass of blood on the bed sheet, her blood stained thighs and her bleeding cunt oozing out my cum.

"Kyon kaissa laga (How was it?)' I asked.

"Aapne mujhe bardi bedardi se choda bahut dard hui (You fucked me mercilessly it pained a lot)."

"Paheli baar aisse hee dard hota hai (First time it always pains like this)."

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Chapter Two — Phenomenon Please be aware that the ‘Hunter’s Moon’ series of stories may involve minimal sex. I’m doing this as an experiment in writing. For those that are looking for strictly sex, this story is not for you, but keep reading if you wish. I would also like to mention that many of my ideas may come from other stories of varying media. So if you notice a similarity to another story it is usually by coincidence. So prepare to embark on the second chapter of ‘Hunter’s Moon’. ...

Hunting the OrlanChapter 2

“Oh, Demon Slayer, that was a wonderful fuck! Thank you so much. Never have I felt a cock fill me so satisfyingly. I am sure that you bring great happiness to every woman that you fuck. When can we do it again?” “Not until tomorrow evening, Sunshine. I need to sleep right now. I have had a busy day. “The next time we fuck, I want to show you a different position. It is the one preferred by my people. Not only that, it is easier to do in such a confined space. I expect to be able to go...

Hunted

HuntedI lived in a two storey apartment overlooking a great surf beach. My dad had built the apartments after having pulled down a large house owned by now deceased grandfather which had been left to me. It cost us a fair bit but we managed to build 7 apartments and as I had helped as much as I could in the building whilst I was at uni, Dad said I might as well have title to the one I wanted and we would sell the others. One had a 12 month lease on it which then became monthly. No 6, to a lady...

Hunting DelightsChapter 5 Trainer And Breeder

Eighteen months after Zelfa had been bought for his harem, she had become a regular in his bed because she did make such a lovely noise when she came, as that seemed only to work if he was in her vagina, she was securely dosed by the eunuchs with a reliable contraceptive. Life continued much as before; the investments he inherited from his father, mostly in the oil exporting business, kept him in the style he wished and he rarely worried about money. Occasionally when he was bidding for a...

Hunt wtih astrology

Hai guys my name is xxxkumar.I am from madurai in Tamil Nadu and iam married.Last Feb my Wife went for second delevery to Chennai and i feel very happy because of my maid ESWARI.She has a shiny black skin with small boobs and with strong big booty.Everyday she wear very very old Saree but it was very sexy.she was working for past 6 months in our house and i did not speak a single word to her but i mastrubate 100 times thinking of her booty and navel.When my wife went for delevery every day...

Hunt

Erin stood out in their backyard, her skin flushed red from embarrassment. She was dressed in the skimpiest 'bunny' costume she had ever seen; a white, fishnet teddy with a white bunny ears headband, white nylon stockings and an uncomfortable fluffy little cottontail. But the costume was the least of her worries. Also part of her costume was a pair of white leather cuffs around her ankles, another pair of cuffs holding her wrists behind her back, a white leather collar and a neon pink ballgag...

Hunting

At 3 a.m. in this huge city, a man enters my home. Before I had a gun that was mine I was a quail-fetch. Shooting from bird blinds, the men were stationary while I traversed through marsh and field with the dogs to recover their slain. If the quail or dove or duck was still alive after the shells, the fall, and the dogs it was up to me to put it out of its misery. When killing a bird with your hands expediency is essential for mercy. They usually flutter and peck a great deal, and...

Hunting Killers

From many small countries grew larger ones until each held one of the eight continents. There were still wars but they grew more contained. After another millennium two governments merged into one. Within a century there were only three left and they were monarchies. It took three decades of arranged marriages to create the single empire. I came into my power at the age of three. From there I had several masters begin to teach me. Not just all the languages but about nature or the elements. I...

Hunting SeasonPart 1

So that morning, long before the sun rose, Morgan got her gear together and got dressed. Though she occasionally wished she had bigger tits, for hunting she was perfect. Didn't need a bra so she tossed on a t shirt. She skipped panties as they would just get in the way of her new drop seat overalls. Now she wouldn't have to shrug out of a bunch of clothes should 'nature call'. Grabbing her jacket and an orange beenie, she completed her ensemble stomping into sturdy hiking boots. She...

Hunting Shack

Our friend Bill has a nice little cottage "up north" set on eighty acres of land. He is an outdoorsman and spends a lot of time hunting in his woods. He and my wife have always been flirtatious with one another. Like many men, it turns me on when they flirt. I often hope and imagine what it would be like if their flirting got physical. I have told my wife how I'd like to see them kiss and explore each other. She always shrugs it off as just a weird fantasy of mine and that she would have a...

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Hunting at a friends wedding

Sarah, and old friend of Judy's and mine had a son getting married recently. I asked Judy if I could go with her to the wedding and reception because my husband was going hunting for the weekend and begged off going. I k**ded Jack telling him I might be "hunting" as well that weekend. Truth is I was really horny at the thought of being able to go to a wedding and have fun with my friend's and have Jack gone till Monday. Judy's husband was a hunter as well wasn't going either so it would be...

Hunting for Hunters

Now if you read this story and look at the pictures provided to go along with the story you'll see how I was dressed and erotic it was especially for me and anyone else who saw me. It was the first day of November 2014 and the first snow fall of the year. There were three cabins out near the coast that was rented out for hunting and one of the local girls said that all three cabins had 4 to 6 guys in each one. According to her, these white men were pretty good looking and big masculine types....

Hunting SeasonChapter 2 Gathering Clouds

Putnam Mississippi didn't strike James Yancy as a very friendly town. Of course he wasn't catching it on its best day. Take away the crime scene tape, chalk outlines of fallen law officers, and blood and Main Street would have probably looked inviting, in a rustic sort of way. The fact that thirteen locals and one John Doe had taken a violent and premature trip to the mortuary probably accounted for the people of Putnam being less than effervescent. Yancy looked at his quiet, brooding...

Huntress Ch 06

You would think that because school is out for the summer and I am only taking a few summer classes, I would have had this out sooner, but nope. Fooled ya, I am taking forever! Sorry about that, I am trying. I actually have been editing this chapter for like 2 weeks (that’s how lazy this summer is turning out to be). Thanks for reading though. I hope you enjoy. * Rhys cursed mentally. He had lost her name. While taking over her mind, he had been able to extract her name, and he remembered...

Hunting the OrlanChapter 5

We waited fruitlessly for three hours, but the orlan never showed up. That attested to the experience of the two hunters with me. They were used to this sort of disappointing and frustrating wait for a quarry that never showed up. I said, “It looks to me like we are wasting our time. I think that the orlan would have returned if it were going to today. Let’s go home and resume our hunt tomorrow.” Hunter of Bear and Tracker agreed with me, so we left for home. If we did not return soon, we...

Hunting DelightsChapter 23 Chastisement

There was a curious backlash from Zubeydeh's striptease which affected the Emir's hunting. Not all the women raised and trained for the hunt were satisfactory. It was necessary for a good quarry to think independently and invent tactics 'on the hoof' to make good sport for the hunters. The balance between this independence and the training was a fine one. Some of the women never achieved such independence of thought and were predictable in their tactics; others of them were too...

Hunting DelightsChapter 21 Rubinas First Hunt

It was a fine sunny day with little wind when Rubina was released for her first hunt. This was not surprising as Kobekistani weather was usually fine and dry; the only variation was the occasional sandstorm in the summer and a week or two of fearsome rain in the spring and autumn. She was released at ten in the morning and told that the hunters would follow in one hour when she heard the gun. Two hours after that, at one o'clock the gun would sound again and the hunt would be over. If she...

Hunting Deviants

The Deviants had struck Norsa hard and fast and the few warships in the system barely slowed them. When their assault shuttles screamed down the warriors that had remained behind began killing them. Unfortunately the Deviants had done this before and kinetic missiles streaked down to kill anything around where the firing was coming from. Within a day armies of drones were spreading out from the port. They ignored the other continents to conqueror this one. Of course the warriors that had fired...

Hunting SeasonChapter 6 High Noon

Walter and Elizabeth Martin weren't optimists. They had planned for the possibility of the Circle's fall. They had hoped that the day would never come when they would have to put their plan into effect. Then the arrests began. Walt and Beth saw both of their contacts arrested on the six o'clock news Sunday night. Monday morning came, and the Martins called in sick at their jobs. The schools were informed that the Martin children had all contracted mumps. Much sympathy was expressed, along...

Hunters Moon

The four of us sat around the campfire on a couple of logs. We were far enough back into the woods that no other lights showed anywhere except the twinkling stars and the full October moon – the Hunter’s moon. Now and then the fast moving clouds would alternately hide and then frame the lunar globe. ‘Ghostly galleons, tempest tossed …’ Tom had his arm around my shoulders and Ron had his around my sister. It was perfect weather for Halloween. Temperature in the lower sixties. Just cool enough...

Hunted Ch 08

I couldn’t remember anything when I regained consciousness. I was once again tied to a tree, but I had no idea where I was. My vision was blurry as fuck, but I could make out another figure tied to a tree, also unconscious, presumably Liv. I looked around as best I could, and noticed our attacker carrying a body over to another tree and tying it up. Gradually, my vision cleared and I could see properly. I tried to adjust my seating position, but an intense pain shot through my chest as I moved,...

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