The Whore From Lahore: Short Muslim Sex Stories

By Nyda Gandhi

This booklet intends to show that Muslims are not frigid, sexless creatures. It contains stories with deep sexual content and with Muslims as the main character(s). Warning all prudes to stay away from this book as the book contains gratuitous and graphic sex and nudity. This book is strictly for mature adults with a taste for erotica.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nyda Gandhi
• Release date: Aug 24, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311472922

Nyda Gandhi

Nyda Gandhi was born in Allahabad, Uttar Pradesh, India. She has a Master's degree in Zoology. She was a schoolteacher before her marriage. She is happily married to Sayan Gandhi with two small children Rocky and Cookie and a cat Gogo. 'Mrs. Kapur And The Naga Sadhu' is her first literary effort. 'The Whore From Lahore: Short Muslim Sex Stories' is her second literary effort.

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The Whore From Lahore: Short Muslim Sex Stories

By

Nyda Gandhi

Published by Nyda Gandhi at Smashwords

Copyright 2015 Nyda Gandhi

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Acknowledgements

The inspiration behind this book is the classical Muslim erotica ‘Hundred & One Scandalous Stories’ by Mohammed Abdul Bin Owaisi (unfortunately not available in English).

I would like to thank my husband Sayan Gandhi for designing the cover for my book.

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(A) The Whore From Lahore

We all know of American President Bill Clinton’s sexcapades with White house intern Monica Lewinsky. What we do not know of is Bill Clinton’s one-month stand with the whore from Lahore, the Paki Ambassador to USA, Maleeha Lodi. Maleeha had slept with the Paki Army chief Pervez Musharraf to bag the coveted job. But that is another story.

The first week was toilet sex.

It was night when the whore from Lahore met her match in the sexual pervert that Billy boy was. Maleeha’s transparent chiffon saree coupled with an almost backless blouse and no bra had immediately attracted the pervert president’s attention at the welcoming party for the Paki ambassador. (She deliberately dropped the pallu of her saree from time to time to show that she wore no bra below her blouse, which too was as brief as possible to display her ample cleavage.)

The whore from Lahore guzzled down so much drink after drink that she needed to take a trip to the ladies’ restroom to relieve her bladder. The pervert followed the whore into the ladies’ restroom. The whore deliberately did not bother shutting the door before sitting on the toilet. It was as if she wanted the pervert to see her pee.

The whore from Lahore bunched up her saree to above her waist to facilitate her peeing. The pervert was pleasantly surprised to see she had no petticoat or panties below. The pervert president could not take his eyes off her shaved pussy slit oozing water. As soon as Maleeha stopped peeing, Billy boy unbuckled his belt, unzipped his zipper, dropped his trousers, pulled down his boxers to reveal his huge erect one-footer. He hobbled over to the toilet, sat down on the toilet and rammed his huge dick straight down her pussy slit.

The very next morning, Maleeha walked straight into Billy boy’s office. I am Pakistan’s Mother Teresa but my babies want to give nourishment and not take it. Want to see my babies? Woo hoo! Maleeha undraped the portion of her saree over her waist to reveal her huge boobs (the whore she was she hadn’t bothered wearing a blouse let alone a bra). Fondling her own boobs, she started dancing while singing a famous cabaret song from a Bollywood movie. Even though Billy boy could not understand the Hindi words of the song, he gaped mesmerised at her, what with the dance being twice as vulgar as the original one.

Jumping up on the table, Billy boy started stripping. As he was about to pull of his boxers, the whore from Lahore stopped her dance, and imitating a scene from a James Bond movie (that was vertical action, this was horizontal action), tied one end of her saree to a table leg and then ran around the table a few times to strip herself of the only clothing on her body.

Then she too jumped on the table where Billy boy was lying down, cupping his huge erection in his two palms. Maleeha performed a golden shower on Billy boy’s huge, erect dick. After that she jumped down on Billy boy and with her hands guided his erection inside her pussy slit.

Billy boy had a fetish for toilet sex. (He had done that before with two female employees in the White House but they were not as coquettish, naughty or shameless like Maleeha.) For a whole week, toilet sex between Billy boy and the whore from Lahore continued with gusto. The duo was so shameless that even when one of them was shitting that did not stop the other from having sex. After a week, Billy boy was tired of toilet sex.

He suggested to Maleeha to do it publicly on the White House lawn. Maleeha demurred at first but agreed when Billy boy decided to limit their amorous adventure from 12 A.M.

Reviews for The Whore From Lahore

[Nimra Khan · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

This goes to show the real face of hindus and their discrimination towards Muslim. Indians are so full of shit that they would use their entire life to “try” to put down Muslims. Nice try! Cow pee drinkers!!

[Tim Slabe · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

Disgusting shame on you, this is so not correct stu