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The other day I was walking down one of the university hallways when I came across a gaggle of Dalit girls quietly whispering to each other. When they saw me all nine of them quickly stopped whispering and greeted me with large smiles. Then one of them stepped forward and asked me brazenly, "Professor, I was wondering if you could help us with a little anatomy problem?" (I teach biology.) I told them I'd be happy to help them, and she asked, "We were wondering how large the average savarna penis is? We've seen our family's" (Dalit families are extremely incestuous, after all) "and they're only about one inch hard. Is that true for all men, or only for Dalit 'men'?"
I paused for a moment, before declaring, "Ladies, you know what I always say in class. Practical demonstrations are far more helpful than dry lectures. Why don't you follow me into my office and I'll give you a lesson in savarna anatomy?"
They eagerly followed me in, their hands already rubbing my body in anticipation. Once the door was closed, my clothes were quickly shed, courtesy of the two girls in the front. All nine of them gasped immediately. "Arrey...five inches soft! It's really true what they say about Brahmin cocks, isn't it!" one of them exclaimed. "Now let's see how long it gets when it's hard," another grinned naughtily. They took rotations sucking on my cock and balls four at a time (two on my cock, two on my balls) and my cock grew hard in no time. Within a minute the girls' astonishment grew even further as my cock achieved its ten inches of hard Brahmin glory.
It's a well-known fact that the sight of a Brahmin, especially a hard Brahmin cock, drives Dalit girls wild with the desire to have as many Brahmin babies in her womb as possible. This is known as the "babies rabies" for Dalit women. Within seconds all ten of the girls were lined up in a row presenting their pussies to me, each of them begging for my seed in her so that she could become my little Dalit breeding whore.
As it happened, I was quite energetic that day and ended up cumming in all ten of them. A few weeks later it was discovered that all ten of them had become pregnant with my Brahmin seed, and I realized that there was probably no way I could get the police to handle this one. I ended up leaving India altogether for greener pastures. But those memories of filling up desperate Dalit women with my superior savarna seed will always bring warmth to my heart and dick.
I paused for a moment, before declaring, "Ladies, you know what I always say in class. Practical demonstrations are far more helpful than dry lectures. Why don't you follow me into my office and I'll give you a lesson in savarna anatomy?"
They eagerly followed me in, their hands already rubbing my body in anticipation. Once the door was closed, my clothes were quickly shed, courtesy of the two girls in the front. All nine of them gasped immediately. "Arrey...five inches soft! It's really true what they say about Brahmin cocks, isn't it!" one of them exclaimed. "Now let's see how long it gets when it's hard," another grinned naughtily. They took rotations sucking on my cock and balls four at a time (two on my cock, two on my balls) and my cock grew hard in no time. Within a minute the girls' astonishment grew even further as my cock achieved its ten inches of hard Brahmin glory.
It's a well-known fact that the sight of a Brahmin, especially a hard Brahmin cock, drives Dalit girls wild with the desire to have as many Brahmin babies in her womb as possible. This is known as the "babies rabies" for Dalit women. Within seconds all ten of the girls were lined up in a row presenting their pussies to me, each of them begging for my seed in her so that she could become my little Dalit breeding whore.
As it happened, I was quite energetic that day and ended up cumming in all ten of them. A few weeks later it was discovered that all ten of them had become pregnant with my Brahmin seed, and I realized that there was probably no way I could get the police to handle this one. I ended up leaving India altogether for greener pastures. But those memories of filling up desperate Dalit women with my superior savarna seed will always bring warmth to my heart and dick.
