انیلہ کو بہت غصہ آیا جب سچ کے آئینہ نے اسے بتایا کہ غزالہ اس کی سب سے بڑی چھاتی والی عورت۔ انیلہ نے کئی مشقت اور جادوئی چالوں سے اپنے سینوں کو بڑا بنایا تھا لیکن غزالہ کو طاقت نے نرم اور بڑے چھاتی سے نوازا۔
انیلہ نے غزالہ سے جان چھڑانے کا منصوبہ۔ غزالہ کی موت کے بعد، وہ نرم ترین اور سب سے زیادہ چھاتی والی عورت بن گئی اور اسے ملکہ سمجھا جائے۔ اس میں ملکہ کے لیے سب سے بڑی چھاتی ہونا ایک سخت شرط ہے۔ آخر کار اس نے ایک مقامی لکڑہارے کو پیغام بھیجا جو یقین اور اس کے ساتھ ہے۔
جب انیلہ نے بوڑھے لکڑہارے کو بتایا کہ اسے ملکہ غزالہ کو مارنا ہے تو بوڑھا افسردہ ہو گیا۔ اس نے آج تک جتنی عورتوں کو دیکھا تھا ان میں غزالہ سب سے خوبصورت اور سب سے بڑی چھاتی والی تھی۔ وہ بادشاہی کے ہر دوسرے آدمی کی طرح اس کا دیوانہ تھا۔ وہ لکڑہارا بھی غزالہ کی تنگ اور چھوٹی بلی میں اپنے لنڈ کو ڈبونے کا تصور کر کے مشت زنی کرتا تھا۔ وہ اسے کبھی مار نہیں سکتا تھا۔
لیکن انیلہ مردوں کی روحوں کو جانتی تھی۔ اس نے جادوئی طریقے سے لکڑہارے کے مرغ کو غائب کر دیا۔ مرغ واپس لانے کے لیے اس نے شرط رکھی کہ وہ غزال کا دل نکال لے۔ لکڑہارے نے ہچکچاتے ہوئے یہ شرط مان لی۔
انیلہ کے حکم کے مطابق کرنے کے ہر ارادے کے ساتھ، لکڑہارے اگلی صبح غزالہ کو باہر جنگل میں لے گیا۔ لیکن آخری لمحات میں اس کی ہمت ناکام ہو گئی اور اس نے کوئی بہانہ بنا کر اسے واپس لوٹنے کے کھوکھلے وعدے کے ساتھ وہیں چھوڑ دیا۔ دن گزر گیا اور پھر رات ہو گئی لیکن کوئی اس کے پاس نہ آیا۔ آخر کار، خوفزدہ، تھکی ہوئی اور مایوس ہو کر، غزالہ ایک درخت کے نیچے ایک گیند میں لپٹی اور سو گئی۔
اگلی صبح غزالہ پرندوں کے گیت اور درختوں میں سے ہوا کی سیٹیوں سے بیدار ہوئی۔ یہ اتنی خوبصورت صبح تھی کہ غزالہ کو احساس ہوا کہ کل رات کا خوف کتنا بچکانہ اور احمقانہ تھا۔ اس کے بجائے، وہ دوبارہ گھر کا راستہ تلاش کرنے کے لیے نکلی۔
کچھ دیر بعد غزالہ ایک عجیب و غریب جھونپڑی کے پاس پہنچی۔ اپنے پیٹ کی گڑگڑاہٹ کو محسوس کرتے ہوئے غزالہ نے مالک کو فون کرنے کا فیصلہ کیا۔ اس نے دستک دی مگر کوئی جواب نہ آیا۔ کوئی لمحہ سوچے بغیر، وہ دروازہ کھول کر کاٹیج میں داخل ہوئی۔ آخر وہ اس مملکت کی ملکہ تھی۔
“ہیلو! گھر میں کوئی ہے؟” غزالہ نے پکارا۔ کوئی جواب نہیں آیا۔
Ghazala thought. “Well, who ever it is that lives here, I’ll make them something to eat. Maybe they can spare a bed for the night.”
By dusk, seven muscular men were making their way home from the jungle. When they entered their house, they were surprised to see a pot of soup boiling over the fire.
“Okay, which one of you lugheads left the fire going?” Head of Dawood. Dawood 1 shouted.
The rest of the Dawood looked at each other, shaking their heads and shrugging their shoulders.
Perplexed, the guys searched their cottage to see if anything else was out of order. It was upstairs that they found the culprit, fast asleep on Dawood 1’s bed.
“Who the hell is this?” He demanded at no one in particular.
When all Dawoods looked carefully, they would recognize. This beautiful girl was none other than their cousin Ghazala. Ghazala was the girl for whom all Dawood longed for. Seeing her, everyone will become a tent inside their pants.
“Are you boys thinking what I’m thinking?” Dawood 1 asked the other Dawoods.
“Let’s tie ghazal baji up so that she doesn’t try to get away,” suggested Dawood 2.
“Good idea,” said Dawood 3.
A couple of Dawoods came back with some rope and proceeded to tie Ghazala without disrupting her sleep.
Ghazala was having a beautiful dream about butterflies and waterfalls when suddenly she felt something rub under her nose. It smelled bad, and he woke her up quickly. Ghazala’s eyes widened and she almost screamed as she saw the large and hairy naked man standing over her head, rubbing his thick and long cock under Ghazala’s nose and on her lips. Ghazala looked at him, she recognized him, he was her cousin Dawood.
Ghazala’s head spun as she saw six more Dawoods. All of them was naked and was massaging black and scary monster cocks with their hands. Running their hands over their cocks and their eyes looked conscious for Ghazala. Ghazala tried to get up, but then realized that she was tied to the bed. All of Dawoods had stripped her. Ghazala’s huge breasts were spread across her chest and her milky and fleshy thighs were bare.
“What nonsense. Let me go,” Ghazala said angrily and tried to free herself from the ropes. She was firmly tied to the bed. Seeing this attempt of her, all Dawoods started laughing. Ghazala’s huge and thick boobs began to juggle in an attempt to free herself. Seeing a beautiful and curvaceous girl shaking on the bed made their cocks tense even more.
“I command you savages, open my hands and feet. You people should be ashamed. You know who I am. Cousin sister to all of you and queen of this kingdom.” Ghazala said angrily.
“Ghazala baji, how can we let you go, we have longed for your pussy for years and today you came to our hut with this royal pussy. You know these cocks have no pussy for months. Don’t fuck. Our cocks were waiting for yours.”
After hearing Dawood 1, all Dawoods started laughing. Ghazala was indeed their cousin, but they were lover of Ghazala’s pussy. The delicacy and narrowness of Ghazala’s pussy spread to neighboring kingdoms. This secret was revealed by the mirror of truth and the mirror of truth never lies.
Ghazala’s bravery is gone. “Please, what do you want from me?” Ghazala demanded weakly, panic running through her as she assessed the situation and realized what was about to happen.
The Dawoods burst out laughing. “We’re just about to show you what we want of you,” said Dawood 1, who was still rubbing his cock over Ghazala’s face. “Now why don’t you be a good girl and open up for me. My monster has been waiting a long time for this.”
“But—” Ghazala didn’t get a chance to finish as the Dawood 1 took advantage of her open mouth and shoved his cock in it, gagging the poor girl. The other Dawoods laughed, watching Ghazala struggle and gag on the meat in her mouth as she lay tied to the bed.
“The Royal bitch doesn’t want to co-operate. Why don’t you boys make her…feel nice? Show ghazal baji what she’ll be missing out on.”
Dawood 1’s words had the six Dawoods vying for their turn, until Dawood 2, the largest of them, got in between the Ghazala’s thighs first. She smelled fresh and fragrant. Dawood 2 parted Ghazala’s pussy lips with his fingers and then his tongue followed to lap away at her shiny, juicy crevice.
Ghazala couldn’t believe what was happening. She had a cock in her mouth that wouldn’t let her breathe and there was a man at her pussy, licking every fleshy nook and cranny she possessed down there. Ghazala was revolted…and yet unexpectedly horny at the same time. And when Dawood 2 found her clit and started sucking on it, Ghazala knew any struggle she made would be pointless. Suddenly, she was curious and excited.
Willingly, Ghazala began to suck on the cock in her mouth, opening her throat up rather than gag on the meat, and felt Dawood 1 push it in deeper and deeper to fuck her throat at a leisurely pace. The Dawood between Ghazala’s legs worked his magic with his mouth, but all too soon he was gone. Fortunately, he was quickly replaced by Dawood 3, who continued where his friend had left off. This kept on going until all the Dawoods had eaten Ghazala’s pussy and slurped up some of her cum. Ahhhhh, they really had made her feel good.
And still the cock in her mouth kept fucking Ghazala’s throat as she groaned over it at the lovely sensations those lapping tongues had created in her deflowered hot little pussy.
Dawood 1 saw how aroused Ghazala was even if the thought of seven brother disgusted her. But if her muffled cries and multiple orgasms was anything to go by, she was panting for it! “Ghazal baji, Do you want my cock in your pussy? I know you want it. But how badly do you want it?”
Dawood 1 took his cock out of Ghazala’s mouth. “I want it now. Pound me with your hard cock. Ohhh, please… I need your cock…” Ghazala was too horny and too far gone to care what she said, except that she did want Dawood’s cock, any of Dawood’s cock in her cunt. She was hot and wet and desperate for the same kind of relief her seven cousin had given her. There was no point in resisting because resistance was futile. Her body was taking over. Ghazala didn’t care if she got fucked by her cousins or a strangers—as long as it had a dick that’s all that mattered.
Dawood 1 positioned his large body between Ghazala’s spread legs, his friends watching and jacking off. “Watch and learn, boys!”
And then Dawood 1 drove his cock into the Ghazala’s moist pussy, making her scream out with pleasure and pain. His meat was big for her little pussy, and Dawood 1 sure knew what to do with it! In and out he fucked Ghazala, going at her like a jackhammer. She writhed and whimpered under him, thrashing against her restraints as she felt herself begin to cum. Ghazala screamed out her pleasure just as Dawood 1 suddenly jackknifed against her and buried his dick completely in her, crying out with release as he cummed into her sweet box. Dawood 1 head came down and his mouth took Ghazala’s nipple to bite and suck on it as he emptied is seed inside her.
There was no end for Ghazala yet, there was still a long period of fuck to go on. Six more cocks were lined up for Ghazala’s pussy and they were all waiting impatiently for her anus. All the Dawoods formed a line and began to insert their cocks into her mouth as Dawood 1 had done. In front of Ghazala there were half a dozen big and fat cock which she was willing and ready to take in her mouth.
Meanwhile, Dawood1 pulled out his cock and white cum started flowing from Ghazala’s small pussy. Dawood2 removed his penis from Ghazala’s mouth and Dawood 3’s penis took its place. Dawood 2 lifted Ghazala’s legs and put them on his shoulder and put his cock in her pussy. Dawood 2 began to fuck Ghazala’s pussy which was already filled with Dawood 1’s cum. When Ghazala was sucking one Dawood’s cock, the other Dawood was hammering her pussy.
Dawood 2 was fucking Ghazala very fast and after some time he dropped his load inside her housewife pussy. Dawood 2’s cock was replaced by Dawood 3’s cock. This went on until Ghazala sucked all of Dawood’s cock and all the Dawoods filled his cum into Ghazala’s pussy. All this went on again and again throughout the night, all seven Dawoods cummed several times and got ready again.
“Ghazal Baji, you should rest a little. Our heart is not full yet, we will come in a little while,” Dawood1 said.
After that all Dawoods left, Ghazala lay down on the bed. Her face, hair, neck, arms, thighs, legs and even the whole body were sticky with their cums. Ghazala’s big boobs were shining with cums. Her mouth was also drooling, she was unable to swallow whole. Dawoods made Ghazala’s pussy a cum bucket.
لات! وہ کیا کرنے جا رہی تھی؟ غزالہ تھک چکی تھی اور گندی تھی اور یہاں سے بھاگنا۔ اگر اس کے شوہر کو اس بات کا علم ہوتا ہے کہ زمین پر کیا ہوتا ہے؟ غزالہ نے آخر میں ان سے لڑنے کی کوشش بھی نہیں کی تھی، مرنے والی کسبی کی طرح لنڈ اور سہ کا استقبال کرتے ہوئے۔
غزالہ فرار کا منصوبہ بنانے کے لیے سیدھا سوچنے کی کوشش کر رہی تھی، لیکن وہ اسے سنانے کے لیے بہت تھک سنٹر۔ اور کچھ دیر ہی میں غزالہ سو رہی تھی کہ داؤد کا سارا سہہ گیا اور خود کو اپنے لوگوں پر، اس کی بلی پر اور اس کی گڈی کے دراڑ اور ٹانگوں کے ساتھ جہاں وہ گرا تھا، سو رہی تھی۔