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My Encounters With Muslim Men : A Hindu Girl's Recollections.
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My Encounters With Muslim Men : A Hindu Girl's Recollections. The Final Word As a little girl I had spent a lot of time at stud farms in Bahadurgarh and Saharanpur. While my parents relaxed with their friends in the farm house I would wander around the stud farm sometimes riding, sometimes watching horses going through their paces. I grew to love horses especially the stallions. I would see them striding or galloping in the paddocks, their magnificent maleness displayed proudly. I always felt a strange sense of elation seeing them. Glossy skin, sleek powerful bodies, balanced on high stepping delicate hoofs, the stallion for me, was a magnificent symbol of grace and sexual prowess. As I watched them in the paddocks and the mounting block I would catch the syces and stable boys slyly looking at me from the corners of their eyes as the stallions covered the mares. They seemed to be getting a lot of salacious pleasure in seeing a little girl watching the horses mating. Never bothered by it I watched the stallions mounting the mares with brimming lust and trembling impatience. They tossed their heads wildly, mane flying as they went up on their haunches thrusting into the mare. In every intimate moment of passion with my Muslim lovers, these memories would flood back and I would be lost in a haze of sensual enjoyment where man and stallion merged with each other in my mind and I knew not which was which. I have been with other lovers. But South Asian Muslim men are different because of their courtly grace ,and seething virility, that combine to give them an air of sheathed animality. There is a passionate sensuality tightly reined in till the restraint breaks and the Muslim Man gives vent to a fathomless lust manifesting itself in myriad lewd acts of the forbidden. As a woman you feel yourself drowning in an ocean of his desire only to come out breathless till the next wave of his ceaseless lust washes over you. It happens again and again leaving your body limp and bruised but aching all over with the sweet pain of fulfillment. Until you feel a reawakening of desire for him to renew his assault on your softest places, explore without remorse the secret sensitive recesses of your body and penetrate the deepest core of your feminity, in a final act of domination. A wail of intense pleasure breaks out of you as you surrender, submit and celebrate the shameless act of pure sexual enjoyment. Why this paean of praise at this time? That is because I intend to end this mia culpa. I have had a few Muslim lovers since Murtaza and Basheer. However I do not intend to recollect my experiences with them because of many reasons. The first because the initial experiences that awaken a girls awareness of her own sexuality are the most interesting and become a template for the future. Secondly these occurred many years ago and the more recent ones if recounted may reveal the identities of the participants because we are all in Delhi. A simple fact inadvertently mentioned in these blogs has brought me too close to being recognized by someone who moves in the same social circles. So friends I do not intend to post anymore of my recollections. Thank you all for the appreciation. Adieu or is it Au revoir? |
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Hey Lendrika! That's sad news !  you are saying good bye to your recollections episode'sWell I understand and fully agree with your words! We might come instaances wherein individual identities might get revealed ! Better keep them a secret and privacy being maintained for them ! Will Surely MISS reading your blog post Do keep in touch 😊 Regards
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Will miss your post. I enjoy them while I am stroking my cock. Any chance of getting a friends request to keep in touch with you. My name is Rico.
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1 post 10/15/2017 3:17 am |
Wow !! Lendrika. I just read all your blogs. How beautifully you write !! And the description of your sensual feelings will strike a chord with all women and girls. I am sorry you are not posting any more. I really think you have captured the true nature of the relationship between Hindu women and their Muslim lovers.
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Dear I wish u gv ur more experience
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It was fun to read. Too bad it's got to come to an end. Will be in Delhi soon and will wonder about you. 
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1 post 10/20/2017 9:20 pm |
Lendrika you write very nice. Why you stop? It is expressing true feelings. I read all your blogs. You tell how many girls really feel.
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Death u stopped writing I Wanna know more abt ur experience n wish to experience u in real with manhood in ur woman hoods
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Unfortunately that's all I can do for now. But when in Delhi... Hhhmm... Still member how does one connect?
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1 post 10/25/2017 2:46 am |
Dear Lendrika Chanced upon your blog today and i had to put my work aside to read all of it at one go. Will catch up on work now... It's not necessary to post your experiences but you must not stop writing. you write exceptionally well and must continue and the core of the subject may remain but your narrations could be for more of what went through your mind. I learnt a lot from reading your blog ...amazing you learnt it all while you were so young. Great Reading and would love to read more and more of whatever you write
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Everything has to come to an end someday...... Or let's just say it is the beginning of something new.....
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Lendrika, You love it all, the sucking, the fucking and most of all the anal. You have kept us spell bound with your narration of a Hindu girl's unabashed enjoyment of being exploited by Muslim men. Why stop now? Give us more !!!
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4/22/2018 3:13 am |
Ashique, Many friends have pleaded with me to continue. I think I might resume !!
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Lendrika u r like a bitch fr Muslims but really u enjoy best moments of ur life as I had with my Muslim gf
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Dear gv a chance to this freind n hv fun n enjoy eachother. Wanna enjoybu deeply
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Thank you so much for writing this story,it's an amazing revelation and truly highlights reality of our society
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