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Amazing roleplayLakshmi screamed, "Aaaaayyyyyyoooohhhhh...! Oh my God! Oooooooowwwwwww...!" and tightened her pussy muscles around my cock. Lakshmi had a wonderful orgasm!
I felt my body jerk, my cock enlarge and stiffen and screamed, "My golden girl! Thrust, Lakshmi! Oh, Lakshmi! Your cunt feels great, my darling! Milk my cock, darling! Oh, Lakshmi! Lakshmi! Lakshmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...!" as I spurted all my cum deep inside her hot throbbing cunt.
She giggled, "Good heavens! I felt it again! What a lot of cum!" I leaned forward and lay on top of her and kissed her.
As soon as I pulled my cock out of Lakshmi's cunt, Tamanna grabbed it and sucked the remaining cum from my cock. She told us that she loved to suck cock and swallow cum. I lay on my back and Tamanna sucked my cock harder and harder while Lakshmi lay within inches and watched intensely. At one point Tamanna let Lakshmi suck me a little bit, but quickly took it back and put it in her mouth. Tamanna then took the head into her mouth and worked her tongue all around it.
I cried, "Oh Tamanna! Oh! Oh! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Darling! You are so beautiful, darling!" as she licked and sucked my cock head.
She did this expertly for a few minutes. I just was amazed as to how such a young woman could suck cock so well. Tamanna's warm mouth and her hot tongue felt like heaven wrapped around my stiff cock.
She then pulled my cock out of her mouth, admired the head and said, "You have a nice red cap," and put it back into her warm mouth.
Tamanna then started to deep throat me. She took about four inches of my cock into her mouth and went up and down a few times. She choked. Then she giggled and I saw a few tears in her eyes because of the choking. She resumed the deep throating.
I cried, "Oh my God! Tamanna, that's terrific! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Suck it darling! Keep going! Keep going!" Tamanna suddenly realized how close I was to cumming again.
She increased her speed and stroked my cock as she moaned, "Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh...! Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh...!" and went faster and faster. My body stiffened, jerked and my cock spasmmed.
I screamed, "Oh my, Tamanna! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Tamannaaaaaaaaaaahhhh...!" and shot my cum deep into Tamanna's mouth and she swallowed it all while continuing stroking and sucking my cock.
Tamanna screamed, "Oh God! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!" as she had a great orgasm. Both Tamanna and Lakshmi giggled and laughed uncontrollably.
Nabha and Amala Paul heard the laughter and came running to our room, saw us, laughed and clapped their hands in congratulations. All four women were well satisfied and Raj and I were very content.
Amala Paul addressed Lakshmi, "How was it dear?"
"Just wonderful. I'm so excited. Let's do it again next weekend."
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Then, we all had some badly needed rest.
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Nice StoryLakshmi screamed, "Aaaaayyyyyyoooohhhhh...! Oh my God! Oooooooowwwwwww...!" and tightened her pussy muscles around my cock. Lakshmi had a wonderful orgasm!
I felt my body jerk, my cock enlarge and stiffen and screamed, "My golden girl! Thrust, Lakshmi! Oh, Lakshmi! Your cunt feels great, my darling! Milk my cock, darling! Oh, Lakshmi! Lakshmi! Lakshmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...!" as I spurted all my cum deep inside her hot throbbing cunt.
She giggled, "Good heavens! I felt it again! What a lot of cum!" I leaned forward and lay on top of her and kissed her.
As soon as I pulled my cock out of Lakshmi's cunt, Tamanna grabbed it and sucked the remaining cum from my cock. She told us that she loved to suck cock and swallow cum. I lay on my back and Tamanna sucked my cock harder and harder while Lakshmi lay within inches and watched intensely. At one point Tamanna let Lakshmi suck me a little bit, but quickly took it back and put it in her mouth. Tamanna then took the head into her mouth and worked her tongue all around it.
I cried, "Oh Tamanna! Oh! Oh! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Darling! You are so beautiful, darling!" as she licked and sucked my cock head.
She did this expertly for a few minutes. I just was amazed as to how such a young woman could suck cock so well. Tamanna's warm mouth and her hot tongue felt like heaven wrapped around my stiff cock.
She then pulled my cock out of her mouth, admired the head and said, "You have a nice red cap," and put it back into her warm mouth.
Tamanna then started to deep throat me. She took about four inches of my cock into her mouth and went up and down a few times. She choked. Then she giggled and I saw a few tears in her eyes because of the choking. She resumed the deep throating.
I cried, "Oh my God! Tamanna, that's terrific! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Suck it darling! Keep going! Keep going!" Tamanna suddenly realized how close I was to cumming again.
She increased her speed and stroked my cock as she moaned, "Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh...! Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh...!" and went faster and faster. My body stiffened, jerked and my cock spasmmed.
I screamed, "Oh my, Tamanna! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Tamannaaaaaaaaaaahhhh...!" and shot my cum deep into Tamanna's mouth and she swallowed it all while continuing stroking and sucking my cock.
Tamanna screamed, "Oh God! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!" as she had a great orgasm. Both Tamanna and Lakshmi giggled and laughed uncontrollably.
Nabha and Amala Paul heard the laughter and came running to our room, saw us, laughed and clapped their hands in congratulations. All four women were well satisfied and Raj and I were very content.
Amala Paul addressed Lakshmi, "How was it dear?"
"Just wonderful. I'm so excited. Let's do it again next weekend."
Then, we all had some badly needed rest.
THE-END
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# Trisha & Rashmika Mandanna Part - 3
She wrapped her hand around it and slowly moved her hand up and down.
"Now, wrapped your lips around the top. Get as much your mouth as you can. Then lightly suck on it. Like you're eating a lolipop. Take it in your mouth and then let a little out and do it again."
I tentatively lowered my lips on his cock. I'd seen Trisha do this twice. I had the idea. As I tasted the tip I realized how much I'd wanted this. By here was a drop of precum on his cock. I tasted it. I loved it. I did what Trisha told me.
"Oh baby, that feels so good," dad moaned.
Trisha responded, "You like your little girl sucking your cock? She loves you more than anything. She wants to love this part of you too. She leaned over and kissed him. "Do you like knowing your little girl loves your cock? Does it feel good fucking her mouth?"
I could see a change come over dad. Not a bad one. All of a sudden he just looked at me like he did at Trisha. There was still complete devotion and love, but also something more. He wanted me. He had gone from hesitant to lover. Dad grabbed my hair, lightly, and pulled my face so I was looking at him. I loved it. My body shivered.
"Baby, you've had my love for years. Everything I could give you. Everytime i saw you I marveled about how beautiful and sexy you were. I never imagined we would this kind of love, but I admit, I've thought about. That day in the hall, I went back to my room and masturbated. I felt terrible after. but if this is what you want I want you to know that I love you and want this too.
I said, "I love you daddy. I've wanted this for years. I just didn't realize it."
I lowered my head back to his cock.
"Oh my god," said dad. "That feels so good."
After a minute or so Trisha looked at me, "Time to share."
She pulled dad's cock away from my mouth and kissed me.
"Mmmmm, i can taste his cock on your lips." She purred.
She pulled his cock to her mouth. I watched as her lips wrap around it. She slowly stroked him as she sucked him.
She stopped for a moment. "Kiss him, get your tits in his face," she said in a sexy voice.
I climbed up on the couch. I kissed dad then let him suck my tits. His hand landed on my hip. He slid it down to my pussy. I was soaking wet so his fingers slid right in. After a few seconds I came on his fingers it felt so good.
Trisha looked up, she stopped sucking dad's cock. She took his hand from my pussy and started licking his fingers.
"Mmmmm, You have the sweetest pussy," she said.
I'd never been with a girl. Never thought about it. Now I'd kissed Trisha and she was talking about my pussy juices. I was wondering if she wanted to eat me. I'd never done that with a boy, never mind a girl. The thought scared and excited me. I'd never even kissed a girl till Trisha kissed me. I'm sure I blushed.
Trisha stood up. Then Trisha kissed me. I could taste my pussy on her lips. I liked it. A lot. She reached over, took my hand, and pulled me to my feet. We stood in front of dad kissing. She started to caress my breasts. I reached out and caressed hers. I had never touched another woman's breasts before it felt good. Dad wrapped his hand around his cock and lightly stroked it.
Trisha stood me facing my dad.
"See," I told you she wanted you.
She stood behind me caressing my tits.
"She loves you. You were always her man. Now she can also be your woman. Well, one of us."
I leaned my head back against her. Her hands felt good on my breasts. I looked at my dad's cock. Trisha's hands slid down my side to the band of my shorts. She hooked her thumbs in the band.
"Ready to show us that sexy little pussy?" She purred in my ear.
I nodded.
"Ready to love dad the way you've wanted to?"
"Yes," I whispered.
Trisha started to slide my shorts down my hips. I held my breath. At a certain point they just fell to the floor. I stepped out of them.
She wrapped her hand around it and slowly moved her hand up and down.
"Now, wrapped your lips around the top. Get as much your mouth as you can. Then lightly suck on it. Like you're eating a lolipop. Take it in your mouth and then let a little out and do it again."
I tentatively lowered my lips on his cock. I'd seen Trisha do this twice. I had the idea. As I tasted the tip I realized how much I'd wanted this. By here was a drop of precum on his cock. I tasted it. I loved it. I did what Trisha told me.
"Oh baby, that feels so good," dad moaned.
Trisha responded, "You like your little girl sucking your cock? She loves you more than anything. She wants to love this part of you too. She leaned over and kissed him. "Do you like knowing your little girl loves your cock? Does it feel good fucking her mouth?"
I could see a change come over dad. Not a bad one. All of a sudden he just looked at me like he did at Trisha. There was still complete devotion and love, but also something more. He wanted me. He had gone from hesitant to lover. Dad grabbed my hair, lightly, and pulled my face so I was looking at him. I loved it. My body shivered.
"Baby, you've had my love for years. Everything I could give you. Everytime i saw you I marveled about how beautiful and sexy you were. I never imagined we would this kind of love, but I admit, I've thought about. That day in the hall, I went back to my room and masturbated. I felt terrible after. but if this is what you want I want you to know that I love you and want this too.
I said, "I love you daddy. I've wanted this for years. I just didn't realize it."
I lowered my head back to his cock.
"Oh my god," said dad. "That feels so good."
After a minute or so Trisha looked at me, "Time to share."
She pulled dad's cock away from my mouth and kissed me.
"Mmmmm, i can taste his cock on your lips." She purred.
She pulled his cock to her mouth. I watched as her lips wrap around it. She slowly stroked him as she sucked him.
She stopped for a moment. "Kiss him, get your tits in his face," she said in a sexy voice.
I climbed up on the couch. I kissed dad then let him suck my tits. His hand landed on my hip. He slid it down to my pussy. I was soaking wet so his fingers slid right in. After a few seconds I came on his fingers it felt so good.
Trisha looked up, she stopped sucking dad's cock. She took his hand from my pussy and started licking his fingers.
"Mmmmm, You have the sweetest pussy," she said.
I'd never been with a girl. Never thought about it. Now I'd kissed Trisha and she was talking about my pussy juices. I was wondering if she wanted to eat me. I'd never done that with a boy, never mind a girl. The thought scared and excited me. I'd never even kissed a girl till Trisha kissed me. I'm sure I blushed.
Trisha stood up. Then Trisha kissed me. I could taste my pussy on her lips. I liked it. A lot. She reached over, took my hand, and pulled me to my feet. We stood in front of dad kissing. She started to caress my breasts. I reached out and caressed hers. I had never touched another woman's breasts before it felt good. Dad wrapped his hand around his cock and lightly stroked it.
Trisha stood me facing my dad.
"See," I told you she wanted you.
She stood behind me caressing my tits.
"She loves you. You were always her man. Now she can also be your woman. Well, one of us."
I leaned my head back against her. Her hands felt good on my breasts. I looked at my dad's cock. Trisha's hands slid down my side to the band of my shorts. She hooked her thumbs in the band.
"Ready to show us that sexy little pussy?" She purred in my ear.
I nodded.
"Ready to love dad the way you've wanted to?"
"Yes," I whispered.
Trisha started to slide my shorts down my hips. I held my breath. At a certain point they just fell to the floor. I stepped out of them.
Trisha's hand fell to my pussy. I felt her fingers slide over my clit. I shuddered. Her fingers slid inside me. Again I shuddered. I let out a moan.
As she played with my pussy she softly said, "Are you ready? You feel wet enough, are you ready to get fucked by your dad's amazing cock."
"God yes," I moaned. Her fingers were making my pussy as wet as it's ever been.
She took her fingers out of my pussy and held them to my lips. I sucked them into my mouth. I licked my pussy juice off them. God it tasted good.
She pushed dad down on the couch and helped me straddle dad's lap. His cock was against my leg. Trisha reached between my legs and grabbed his cock. She rubbed the tip against my pussy lips. I could feel it part my lips. I moaned. Dad took my nipple in his mouth. Then the next. The head of his cock split my pussy. I felt stretched. As soon as the head was in I dropped down and took the rest of the shaft. I felt it tight inside me. I felt full.
I stayed there, straddling his lap, his cock buried deep in me, not moving. Just enjoying the sensation.
Trisha whispered in my ear, " Is it as good as you imagined?"
I moaned, "It's amazing."
I put my head against daddy's chest. He stroked my hair. "I love you daddy," I said.
"I love you too. I alwayshave, and always will," he said.
I actually started to cry.
"Are you ok?" Dad said. He sounded scared and concerned.
"Yes daddy," I got out through the tears. "I've never felt so good in my life. I feel like I am where I belong."
Daddy lifted my face to his and kissed me. As dad kissed my lips. Trisha started kissing my neck and shoulders. I felt amazing, loved, sexy, beautiful. Dad grabbed my ass. I sat up a bit and I started fucking up and down on his cock. It felt amazing. I felt Trisha's hand on my ass as well. It just heightened the feeling.
With dad and Trisha helping me, I started fucking dad. My head fell back, eyes closed, just giving myself to the feeling. Dad started sucking my tits. I could feel my juices soaking his cock as I fucked him. I felt so full, but on top of that I felt safe, loved.
With my ex boyfriend I could not let myself go. I held back. With my dad and Trisha I felt I could let myself go.
Trisha whispered in my ear, "You look so hot. Fuck him. Cum for him, Cum on his cock. You are so beautiful."
I felt it building. I had made myself cum, I had never cum during sex. This time it was different. It radiated from inside of me. I felt my body shudder. I felt a hot gush from my pussy on his cock. My body was covered with a sheen of sweat. I fell against him. He was still hard. I stayed in that position letting the aftershocks go through me.
Trisha helped me off him. We knelt side by side in front of him. This time I was more confident. I lowered my lips to his cock. It was now slick from my pussy. As I tasted the tip I realized I was tasting my pussy as well as his cock. I loved it.
She wanted to share. She moved dad's cock away from my mouth and kissed me.
"God I love your pussy on your lips." She purred.
She took dad's cock in her mouth and started sucking it.
Dad moaned. I watched and played with my pussy. I came once.
Dad said to Trisha, "I'm going to cum."
Trisha pulled me down next to her again. She wrapped my hand around his cock and said, "Suck it."
I did. As I did Trisha coaxed us on. "That's it sweetie. Suck that cock. Make him cum."
I was excited and nervous. I knew she wanted him to cum in my mouth. I'd seen her do it, but I didn't know what to expect. I'd only seen one man cum. That was daddy and it looked like a lot.
She started kissing dad.
"Come on baby," she said to dad. "Feel her sweet lips around your cock. She's never swallowed cum before. Give her her first load. Fill her mouth. Cum in her sexy little mouth."
Then to me. "You ready for your first load of daddy's hot cum? Ready to swallow it all?"
I nodded. I really wanted it.
To my dad, "Let it go baby. Give it to her."
He stiffened up. I felt the first hot jets of cum squirt against my throat. I tasted it on my tongue. I liked it. He kept cumming. I couldn't swallow fast enough, some dripped out of my mouth down my cheek and onto my hand wrapped around his cock.
"Just hold still," Trisha told me.
I stayed there cum dripping on me, my mouth wrapped around his cock, not moving. I could feel the last few spurts against my tongue.
"Now, kiss me," she said.
Cum on my face and hands, I kissed her. Her mouth and tongue cleaned my lips and face off.
"Mmmmm, god I love the taste of cum," she sighed.
There was more cum on my hand and on his cock.
"Lick it off," she told me.
I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked the cum off. I liked the taste. I wrapped my lips around dad's softening cock and cleaned it all off with my mouth. Then Trisha kissed me again. My hand was still around dad's cock. Her hand wrapped around mine.
She looked at me, "That was amazing," she said. "Did you like sucking daddy's cock."
I nodded.
"Tell him," she said.
I got back on the couch. I put my arms around dad and kissed him. I put my head on his chest.
"Daddy, that was amazing. I loved your cum. I loved the way it felt in my mouth. I want to do everything I've seen you do with Trisha. I want you to cum in my pussy. I want you to cum on my ass like I saw you cum on Trisha's ass."
While I told him, Trisha and I continued to stroke daddy's cock.
Dad sat up on the couch, pulled me to him, and told me he loved me. As he did I felt his cock start to grow in our hands again. I loved the way it felt, the way it grew.
I was still sitting on the couch. Trisha was on her knees in front of us. She licked dad's cock and said, "My turn. Fuck me."
She stayed on her knees, put her head in my lap and wiggled her ass.
Dad got off the couch and knelt behind her. He positioned his cock against her pussy and thrust it all the way into her. She grunted and cried out, "Yes."
He started pumping her, hard. With each thrust she grunted. Her head was in my lap I could feel it move forward with every thrust. She looked at my face, she smiled and put her hands on my thighs. She pushed them apart exposing my wet pussy. I had no idea what she'd do next. I found out quick enough.
She lowered her head to my pussy. I felt her tongue flick out and lick my clit. My head was spinning. I just fucked my dad and now, this gorgeous woman was being fucked in front of me, and now, and now, she just licked my clit. As soon as she did. I came. Maybe it was the anticipation, the whole sexy scene, but just that made me cum. I was trying to think of how many times I'd cum that week. I knew it was more than the whole year before.
She didn't stop there. Her tongue traced a line along my pussy lips. She returned to my clit. She sucked on it. All through this I could feel her body push forward as my dad's cock thrust into her. I came again. Not once. It was like a waves kept crashing over my body. Her tongue continued to drive me wild.
All of a sudden she stopped.
"Oh my god . I love your dad's cock. I'm cumming."
My head was spinning. Watching her cum I came again.
She turned and pushed dad down on the floor.
"Your turn," she laughed.
Again I straddled dad's cock and started fucking him. This time she straddled his face, facing me. I saw dad start eating her pussy. As I watched, Trisha's head moved into the way and she started kissing me.
Sometimes dad's hands were on my ass pulling me up and down. Sometime he did the same with Trisha. Sometimes he would be playing with my tits. Sometimes Trisha would play with them or suck them. As dad ate Trisha I could see the ecstasy in her face. She'd moan into my mouth or onto my tit as she played with me.
For my part I did the same. Her tits felt amazing. I did to her what I knew I'd like. I also moaned as I fucked dad. I came again.
I felt dad stiffen up. Trisha climbed off his face.
"That's it," she said to dad. "Give it to her. Fill her sexy little cunt up. Give her what she's been dying for."
Just hearing that I came again. I could feel my pussy get extra hot and wet. Dad could too.
"Oh, baby," dad cried out. "I love you. Give me that pussy. I want to cum in you."
I leaned over him, I looked in his eyes. "Daddy, I've wanted this for so long. You're little girl is yours. My cunt is yours. Give me that cum. Fill my pussy. My pussy has never felt anyone's cum. I'm glad it's yours it will feel.
With that he came. I could feel it against my pussy walls. It was hot. It made my pussy feel dripping. I was sure that some squeezed out and ran back down his cock.
As he came, I came. I didn't cum quietly. I'm not sure I could have if I tried.
"Oh my god, that's it, fill my cunt, i mean pussy, I mean, God yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. God that feels so good." I collapsed on his chest.
I lay there for a moment. I kissed him. Tenderly. He kissed back. On his lips I could taste Trisha's pussy. I suspected that soon I'd be tasting it from the source. I felt his cock soften inside of me.
"I love you daddy," I said.
"I love you too, always," he replied.
Trisha gently rolled me off dad. "I want some of that," she said.
I thought she wanted to fuck dad. I didn't think that was possible. He'd just cum 2 times. Instead she got down between my cum filled legs and started eating my pussy. I thought I was all cummed (?) out, but I was wrong. The thought of her eating my cum soaked pussy set me off again. Not as intense but wonderful little waves.
As she ate me I saw my dad's cum covered oft cock glisten in the light with his cum and my juices mixed together. I pulled dad on his side and, with a little help from him, positioned him so I could suck his cock. It tasted amazing. His cum, my pussy, I kept trying to clean every drop.
Trisha stopped eating my pussy. She moved up to help me clean my dad's cock. Between sucking, we would kiss, sharing the tastes of cum and my pussy on both our lips.
At one point I laid down on my back.
Next thing I knew, I woke up in dad's bed, naked, curled up in Trisha's arms. Dad must have carried me to bed. Dad was standing there, dressed for work, carrying a bed tray full of coffee, fruit, and bagels.
Trisha blinked her eyes and sat up. The sheet fell away from her tits. Again I thought to myself how beautiful they were. Dad set the tray down.
"I have a call I have to be on. I love both of you."
In unison Trisha and I both said "I love you too." This time I felt no jealousy.
I looked at Trisha and took her hands, "Thank you so much," I said. Then, the words just popped out, "I love you."
Trisha started to tear up, "I love your dad so much. I never ever wanted to come between you. I wanted you to love me. I love you."
We hugged. "Let's eat," I said.
Trisha licked her lips and with a sexy grin said, "Now?"
I laughed. "We'll get to that soon enough, but first, let's have some food.
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# Nayanthara's Mansion
Part -- 6
"There's something different about you." Ganesh looked at his wife across the dinner table. "New haircut?"
"No." Anushka shook her head and blushed. Was her husband really so clueless? She'd made a deal with a dead woman. That deal had somehow changed her body. More importantly, she'd done irredeemable things with her eighteen-year-old son. "Nothing's different."
"She's just wearing different clothes, Dad." Krishan eyed his broccoli and pushed it around his plate with his fork.
"Yeah, Mom. You're always on the frumpy side of things, but you really went the extra mile tonight." Shriya pointed at the oversized shirt Anushka wore over her dress. "Is that one of Dad's sweatshirts?"
"Yes." Anushka nodded and took a sip of water. "I think I'd like some wine tonight. Do you want some wine, Ganesh?"
"Yes, to wine." Ganesh stroked his beard. "But it's not the clothes. Something else changed, but I can't quite put my finger on it."
"It's nothing," Anushka said in a hushed voice. She quickly stood and rushed into the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"I'll have some wine, too," Shriya called after her.
"When you're twenty-one." Ganesh gave his daughter a stern look. "Not a day before."
"Here you go, Ganesh." Anushka returned to the dining room with two glasses and the bottle. She put a wine glass in front of her husband and looked at the red liquid sloshing back and forth, thinking of that hellish glow that had emanated from her breasts, hips, and between her legs. What sort of bargain had she struck? Anushka didn't know.
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"Thank you." Ganesh looked up at his wife as she stood next to him eyeing her wine. "You can sit back down now."
"What?" Anushka's cheeks flushed a deeper red and she returned to her seat. "Sorry, I was just thinking." She placed the wine bottle in the middle of the table and took a long sip from her wine.
"Good ... broccoli." Krishan had yet to take a bite. His cheeks also turned rosy as he thought about why his mom might be so nervous. Krishan had invaded her earlier that day. He'd plundered her and stretched her. It was more than strange trying to pretend everything was normal when it wasn't. Krishan felt a bit woozy. Would her pussy tighten back up or would it be different now?
"What's up with you two?" Shriya watched her brother closely. "You're acting weird, Krish."
"It's just been a long, strange day, Shriya." Ganesh watched his wife finish off her wine and pour herself another glass. "What with the prowler and everything."
"I want us to bring in an expert on the supernatural, Ganesh. I feel like our house is haunted." Anushka looked over at her husband with soft, brown eyes.
"Not this again." Ganesh took a bite of chicken and chewed. "Even if I thought it was a good idea, we don't have the money. That and ghosts aren't real."
Anushka was tempted to refute his pig-headedness by telling Ganesh about her experiences that day. She could strip right there at the table and show him what the mansion had done to her. But she would never hurt her husband like that. She chose a different tack. "King Saul brings in the Witch of Endor to communicate with prophet Samuel's ghost. And it works. The ghost talks to them." She took another sip of wine. "I'll find someone who'll help us for free. I promise."
"Your own Witch of Endor?" Ganesh could feel himself losing this argument.
"Something like that." Anushka nodded and polished off her second glass of wine. She poured herself a third.
"Fine." Ganesh sighed. "But I don't want this getting in the way of our remodel."
"Fine." Anushka nodded. She could get a handle on the situation.
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That night, Anushka secluded herself in the study. She shopped for new bras online, but didn't really know what size she needed. Drunk and exhausted, she was really just waiting for her husband to go to sleep before she went to bed.
Much later, in the darkness of her bedroom, she removed her clothes down to her panties and slipped under the sheets next to the snoring Ganesh. What would she tell him when he finally noticed her more womanly body? Would he even notice?
Anushka lay in her bed a long time, her mind returning again and again to that deep penetration by Krishan's oversized thing. She knew that after those events, she'd never be the same. But she hoped that if they could exorcise the house, she and Krishan might return to some semblance of normal. Without thinking about it, her hands moved down under her panties. She quietly stroked herself to orgasm while her husband snored next to her. She was terrified of getting caught by him, but she couldn't stop. After about ten minutes, she shuddered through ecstasy and worked to catch her breath.
The masturbation had a calming effect. A little while later, sleep took her and she dreamed of giving herself to dark creatures. It was a fitful night of tossing and turning.
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The hallway was a scary place at night. Of course, Krishan was old enough that the dark shouldn't frighten him. And that was true until Vinay changed it. Now the great mansion was a looming threat with all its lights extinguished for the day. Unfortunately, Krishan had to pee and the only way to get to the bathroom was to cross that gloomy hall.
Krishan flipped off the blanket and limped across his room. Moonlight bathed the floorboards in a pale glow. He adjusted his micro-boxers, the only thing he wore, and shivered. He looked both ways, but the long hall offered nothing but still shadows. He wanted to dart into the bathroom, but his gimpy ankle wouldn't let him. He slowly moved across the hall, flipped on the bathroom light, and relieved himself. When he was done, he turned toward the bathroom doorway and froze. He still held his torpid dick in his hands.
"No smile for me, Krishan?" Nayanthara stood in the hall, looking in at him. She wore a long, white nightgown and cradled her belly with her left hand. Nayanthara looked down at the soft penis. "Your leviathan sleeps, I see. I can understand that it would be tired. Such a busy day."
"I'm sorry." Krishan tucked his dick back in his underwear. He flushed the toilet and washed his hands at the sink. "You startled me. I thought you might be ... him."
Nayanthara arched an eyebrow and looked to her left and right conspiratorially. "He does indeed search, even now. But his anger blinds him, dearie. He is ... attenuated at present. Never fear." She held her arms open in front of her. "Now, let me embrace my little conqueror. We have much to celebrate."
Without thinking, Krishan finally gave her that smile and limped into her arms. Despite the cool temperature of her skin, he felt so perfectly at home pressed up against the swelling mountains of her breasts and belly. He squeezed her tight and looked up into her mirthful, green eyes. "I did it, Nayanthara. I don't know if I should have, but I did it."
"You certainly did." Nayanthara kissed him on the forehead and took his hand in hers. She led him back into his bedroom and closed the door behind them. "Never feel shame for what you do with your mother, Krish. It is the most natural thing and will bring you both an ocean of happiness." She brought him to his bed, moving slowly so as not to push his sprained ankle too much. They sat down on the edge of the mattress. She gazed at a picture on the wall with lots of curving lines and circles. "What does that illustration chart?"
"That poster?" Krishan glanced at the wall. "That shows every mission beyond Earth's orbit. You see that's Earth there. That's Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, and so on."
"Missions? You've lost me, I'm afraid." A slight frown crept across her freckled face. There was so much to this new world that was beyond her.
"Well ... um ... maybe I could explain it later?" Krishan regarded the gentle curve of her feminine jawline and her dainty, alluring neck. "We were talking about my mom?"
"Yes, of course." The sadness disappeared and Nayanthara's white teeth reappeared, framed in a bright smile. "You found a task worthy of that mighty bludgeon." She looked down at his underwear and could see his penis hardening. "And it's not as weary as I thought. All to the good."
"So, you're happy?" Krishan pushed his blond hair back on his head and gave her a look full of eagerness. "Can we ...?"
Nayanthara let out her jaunty, melodic laugh. "Young men have a mind for only one thing. But first, some discourse. While I am pleased that you maneuvered Anushka into bed, I have some disquiet over your manner once she opened her flower to you."
"What do you mean?" Krishan's fingers twisted the blanket in his hand. Had he done something wrong? Well, of course he'd done something wrong. He'd had sex with his mother.
"Attend, Krishan." Nayanthara reached up and caressed his soft cheek with her fingertips. "You are no longer the meek thing you were. If you mate with acquiescence, you'll lose your women to the stallion in the neighboring pasture. Understand? You don't want to play the part of the gelding, like your father."
"Wait just a second, he -" Krishan fell back on the bed as her frigid hands pushed on his bare chest.
"But fear not, young one." Nayanthara lifted her nightgown to her waist and straddled Krishan. "I will teach you all that you must know. Now, seize my bosom."
"What?" Krishan looked up at her in confusion.
"Demonstrate your longing. Take my breasts in your hands and maul them, dearie." She smiled sweetly down at him, like she'd asked him to fetch her an ice cream.
"I'm not supposed to. I shouldn't have even pulled your hair that one time. I mean, I want to, but it's not right." Krishan stared at her with wide eyes.
"Don't make me cross." Nayanthara's face darkened and her smile evaporated. Suddenly looking quite formidable, she swung her right hand and struck Krishan's left cheek with her open palm. The sound of the slap reverberated around the room. "Do as I ask."
"Yes, Nayanthara." Krishan's cheek burned. He resolved not to disappoint Nayanthara again. "Like this?" He reached up and massaged her boobs, tugging a pulling. They were so full and supple, and so cold.
"I can see I'll have to be patient. You are such a tender soul." Nayanthara sighed and a little half-smile returned to her lips. The darkness had passed. "You have the tools, dearie. But you have much to learn. We'll take small steps." She reached under her and pulled his boxers down to his thighs. "But I don't mean to only reprimand you on your day of glory. You may have your reward." She grasped his throbbing cock and slid it into her vagina. The rod was so warm, and it filled her with the most wonderful heat. "Let me guide you a little." She reached down and took his hands in hers. She placed his small hands on her rocking hips. "You sat there like a lump while your mother did all the work. You may think that your prodigious bludgeon is enough for any woman on its own. But that is not so."
"I don't want to ... uh ... uh ... hurt anyone." Krishan grunted as her frigid pussy clamped on his dick.
"Never fear ... oooohhhhhh ... I ask only that you hold me with some urgency at this time. Women yearn to be needed." Nayanthara sped up her hips. She pulled her nightgown over her head, exposing her pale skin to the moonlight. "All women want to be kneaded." She tossed the nightgown to the floor. The round mounds of her boobs and belly shook with the effort of her coupling. "Evidence to a woman your desire by releasing your manly nature. Continue your practice on me. Now."
"Okay." Krishan sat up so that he could reach around and cup her butt. He pressed hard into her icy flesh and massaged each cheek.
Part -- 6
"There's something different about you." Ganesh looked at his wife across the dinner table. "New haircut?"
"No." Anushka shook her head and blushed. Was her husband really so clueless? She'd made a deal with a dead woman. That deal had somehow changed her body. More importantly, she'd done irredeemable things with her eighteen-year-old son. "Nothing's different."
"She's just wearing different clothes, Dad." Krishan eyed his broccoli and pushed it around his plate with his fork.
"Yeah, Mom. You're always on the frumpy side of things, but you really went the extra mile tonight." Shriya pointed at the oversized shirt Anushka wore over her dress. "Is that one of Dad's sweatshirts?"
"Yes." Anushka nodded and took a sip of water. "I think I'd like some wine tonight. Do you want some wine, Ganesh?"
"Yes, to wine." Ganesh stroked his beard. "But it's not the clothes. Something else changed, but I can't quite put my finger on it."
"It's nothing," Anushka said in a hushed voice. She quickly stood and rushed into the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"I'll have some wine, too," Shriya called after her.
"When you're twenty-one." Ganesh gave his daughter a stern look. "Not a day before."
"Here you go, Ganesh." Anushka returned to the dining room with two glasses and the bottle. She put a wine glass in front of her husband and looked at the red liquid sloshing back and forth, thinking of that hellish glow that had emanated from her breasts, hips, and between her legs. What sort of bargain had she struck? Anushka didn't know.
"Thank you." Ganesh looked up at his wife as she stood next to him eyeing her wine. "You can sit back down now."
"What?" Anushka's cheeks flushed a deeper red and she returned to her seat. "Sorry, I was just thinking." She placed the wine bottle in the middle of the table and took a long sip from her wine.
"Good ... broccoli." Krishan had yet to take a bite. His cheeks also turned rosy as he thought about why his mom might be so nervous. Krishan had invaded her earlier that day. He'd plundered her and stretched her. It was more than strange trying to pretend everything was normal when it wasn't. Krishan felt a bit woozy. Would her pussy tighten back up or would it be different now?
"What's up with you two?" Shriya watched her brother closely. "You're acting weird, Krish."
"It's just been a long, strange day, Shriya." Ganesh watched his wife finish off her wine and pour herself another glass. "What with the prowler and everything."
"I want us to bring in an expert on the supernatural, Ganesh. I feel like our house is haunted." Anushka looked over at her husband with soft, brown eyes.
"Not this again." Ganesh took a bite of chicken and chewed. "Even if I thought it was a good idea, we don't have the money. That and ghosts aren't real."
Anushka was tempted to refute his pig-headedness by telling Ganesh about her experiences that day. She could strip right there at the table and show him what the mansion had done to her. But she would never hurt her husband like that. She chose a different tack. "King Saul brings in the Witch of Endor to communicate with prophet Samuel's ghost. And it works. The ghost talks to them." She took another sip of wine. "I'll find someone who'll help us for free. I promise."
"Your own Witch of Endor?" Ganesh could feel himself losing this argument.
"Something like that." Anushka nodded and polished off her second glass of wine. She poured herself a third.
"Fine." Ganesh sighed. "But I don't want this getting in the way of our remodel."
"Fine." Anushka nodded. She could get a handle on the situation.
~~
That night, Anushka secluded herself in the study. She shopped for new bras online, but didn't really know what size she needed. Drunk and exhausted, she was really just waiting for her husband to go to sleep before she went to bed.
Much later, in the darkness of her bedroom, she removed her clothes down to her panties and slipped under the sheets next to the snoring Ganesh. What would she tell him when he finally noticed her more womanly body? Would he even notice?
Anushka lay in her bed a long time, her mind returning again and again to that deep penetration by Krishan's oversized thing. She knew that after those events, she'd never be the same. But she hoped that if they could exorcise the house, she and Krishan might return to some semblance of normal. Without thinking about it, her hands moved down under her panties. She quietly stroked herself to orgasm while her husband snored next to her. She was terrified of getting caught by him, but she couldn't stop. After about ten minutes, she shuddered through ecstasy and worked to catch her breath.
The masturbation had a calming effect. A little while later, sleep took her and she dreamed of giving herself to dark creatures. It was a fitful night of tossing and turning.
~~
The hallway was a scary place at night. Of course, Krishan was old enough that the dark shouldn't frighten him. And that was true until Vinay changed it. Now the great mansion was a looming threat with all its lights extinguished for the day. Unfortunately, Krishan had to pee and the only way to get to the bathroom was to cross that gloomy hall.
Krishan flipped off the blanket and limped across his room. Moonlight bathed the floorboards in a pale glow. He adjusted his micro-boxers, the only thing he wore, and shivered. He looked both ways, but the long hall offered nothing but still shadows. He wanted to dart into the bathroom, but his gimpy ankle wouldn't let him. He slowly moved across the hall, flipped on the bathroom light, and relieved himself. When he was done, he turned toward the bathroom doorway and froze. He still held his torpid dick in his hands.
"No smile for me, Krishan?" Nayanthara stood in the hall, looking in at him. She wore a long, white nightgown and cradled her belly with her left hand. Nayanthara looked down at the soft penis. "Your leviathan sleeps, I see. I can understand that it would be tired. Such a busy day."
"I'm sorry." Krishan tucked his dick back in his underwear. He flushed the toilet and washed his hands at the sink. "You startled me. I thought you might be ... him."
Nayanthara arched an eyebrow and looked to her left and right conspiratorially. "He does indeed search, even now. But his anger blinds him, dearie. He is ... attenuated at present. Never fear." She held her arms open in front of her. "Now, let me embrace my little conqueror. We have much to celebrate."
Without thinking, Krishan finally gave her that smile and limped into her arms. Despite the cool temperature of her skin, he felt so perfectly at home pressed up against the swelling mountains of her breasts and belly. He squeezed her tight and looked up into her mirthful, green eyes. "I did it, Nayanthara. I don't know if I should have, but I did it."
"You certainly did." Nayanthara kissed him on the forehead and took his hand in hers. She led him back into his bedroom and closed the door behind them. "Never feel shame for what you do with your mother, Krish. It is the most natural thing and will bring you both an ocean of happiness." She brought him to his bed, moving slowly so as not to push his sprained ankle too much. They sat down on the edge of the mattress. She gazed at a picture on the wall with lots of curving lines and circles. "What does that illustration chart?"
"That poster?" Krishan glanced at the wall. "That shows every mission beyond Earth's orbit. You see that's Earth there. That's Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, and so on."
"Missions? You've lost me, I'm afraid." A slight frown crept across her freckled face. There was so much to this new world that was beyond her.
"Well ... um ... maybe I could explain it later?" Krishan regarded the gentle curve of her feminine jawline and her dainty, alluring neck. "We were talking about my mom?"
"Yes, of course." The sadness disappeared and Nayanthara's white teeth reappeared, framed in a bright smile. "You found a task worthy of that mighty bludgeon." She looked down at his underwear and could see his penis hardening. "And it's not as weary as I thought. All to the good."
"So, you're happy?" Krishan pushed his blond hair back on his head and gave her a look full of eagerness. "Can we ...?"
Nayanthara let out her jaunty, melodic laugh. "Young men have a mind for only one thing. But first, some discourse. While I am pleased that you maneuvered Anushka into bed, I have some disquiet over your manner once she opened her flower to you."
"What do you mean?" Krishan's fingers twisted the blanket in his hand. Had he done something wrong? Well, of course he'd done something wrong. He'd had sex with his mother.
"Attend, Krishan." Nayanthara reached up and caressed his soft cheek with her fingertips. "You are no longer the meek thing you were. If you mate with acquiescence, you'll lose your women to the stallion in the neighboring pasture. Understand? You don't want to play the part of the gelding, like your father."
"Wait just a second, he -" Krishan fell back on the bed as her frigid hands pushed on his bare chest.
"But fear not, young one." Nayanthara lifted her nightgown to her waist and straddled Krishan. "I will teach you all that you must know. Now, seize my bosom."
"What?" Krishan looked up at her in confusion.
"Demonstrate your longing. Take my breasts in your hands and maul them, dearie." She smiled sweetly down at him, like she'd asked him to fetch her an ice cream.
"I'm not supposed to. I shouldn't have even pulled your hair that one time. I mean, I want to, but it's not right." Krishan stared at her with wide eyes.
"Don't make me cross." Nayanthara's face darkened and her smile evaporated. Suddenly looking quite formidable, she swung her right hand and struck Krishan's left cheek with her open palm. The sound of the slap reverberated around the room. "Do as I ask."
"Yes, Nayanthara." Krishan's cheek burned. He resolved not to disappoint Nayanthara again. "Like this?" He reached up and massaged her boobs, tugging a pulling. They were so full and supple, and so cold.
"I can see I'll have to be patient. You are such a tender soul." Nayanthara sighed and a little half-smile returned to her lips. The darkness had passed. "You have the tools, dearie. But you have much to learn. We'll take small steps." She reached under her and pulled his boxers down to his thighs. "But I don't mean to only reprimand you on your day of glory. You may have your reward." She grasped his throbbing cock and slid it into her vagina. The rod was so warm, and it filled her with the most wonderful heat. "Let me guide you a little." She reached down and took his hands in hers. She placed his small hands on her rocking hips. "You sat there like a lump while your mother did all the work. You may think that your prodigious bludgeon is enough for any woman on its own. But that is not so."
"I don't want to ... uh ... uh ... hurt anyone." Krishan grunted as her frigid pussy clamped on his dick.
"Never fear ... oooohhhhhh ... I ask only that you hold me with some urgency at this time. Women yearn to be needed." Nayanthara sped up her hips. She pulled her nightgown over her head, exposing her pale skin to the moonlight. "All women want to be kneaded." She tossed the nightgown to the floor. The round mounds of her boobs and belly shook with the effort of her coupling. "Evidence to a woman your desire by releasing your manly nature. Continue your practice on me. Now."
"Okay." Krishan sat up so that he could reach around and cup her butt. He pressed hard into her icy flesh and massaged each cheek.