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Nice pls tamil letters with images and porn imagesAs Nidhhi Agerwal stood on the front porch, waiting for Vicky to unlock the door, she quickly put down her suitcase, fluffed her hair one last time and straightened her coat collar.
Vicky laughed at his girlfriend. "Nidhhi, what are you doing?"
"Trying to make a good impression!" Nidhhi said. "Meeting the parents is a big deal. I want your dad to like me."
"Quit worrying," Vicky said. "He'll love you."
Vicky opened the front door, and they stepped into the large, warm home. The delicious smell of chicken hit Nidhhi's nose. She also detected the smell of something sweet -- cinnamon, maybe.
"Dad?" Vicky called.
"Coming, coming," a voice sounded from the kitchen. Vicky's father strode down the hall, hastily wiping his flour-covered hands on a towel. There was a big smile on his face. Nidhhi noticed right away he was handsome, just like his son. Sure, he was in his mid-fifties, but he still looked great. He had a thick head of dark hair, accented with gray streaks. It made him look distinguished. He also had the same piercing blue eyes as Vicky.
"Oh, it's so good to see you, Vicky," his dad said as he hugged him. Nidhhi watched the two embrace tightly, smiling at the sweet sight. She knew Vicky and his dad were very close -- it was nice seeing two men unafraid to be affectionate. Her own father rarely hugged her brothers.
"Dad, this is Nidhhi," Vicky said when he pulled away from his father.
"It's very nice to meet you" Nidhhi said, extending her hand. Vicky's dad ignored her hand and pulled her into a hug.
"Call me Chandra, please," he insisted. Nidhhi was surprised by the hug, but she didn't mind. Vicky's dad felt warm and solid -- his embrace was fatherly and comforting. Nidhhi couldn't help but notice he felt a lot more muscular than her own father.
"Thanks for having me," Nidhhi told Chandra when he let go of her. "My parents are on vacation right now. I would've been going home to an empty house."
"Their loss is our gain," Chandra replied with a smile. "I'm glad to finally meet the young woman Vicky's been raving about for the past year."
Nidhhi smiled at him again, unsure of what to say.
"Dinner's ready now," Chandra said. "And I'm just about to put an apple pie into the oven. Vicky, why don't you set the table, and I'll take Nidhhi's and your bags up to your room."
Nidhhi couldn't hide her surprise. "Our room?" She asked.
"Yes," Chandra said, looking slightly confused. "You'll be staying in Vicky's room. Why, is there a problem?"
Nidhhi let out an uneasy laugh. "No, no problem at all," she said. "It's just, if Vicky came to visit me, my parents wouldn't let him sleep in my room."
"Ah," Chandra said with a grin. "It seems I have a more modern approach than your parents. I figure if two young people really want to spend the night together, they'll find a way to do it, no matter the sleeping arrangements they're given."
"Come on, Nidhhi," Vicky said, gesturing towards the kitchen. "Let's get something to drink."
Nidhhi gave Chandra one more smile before he disappeared upstairs with their bags.
"He's nice," Nidhhi told Vicky as they got beverages and set the table. "I can't believe he's letting us sleep together."
Vicky laughed. "He's cool like that. His room's all the way down the hall from mine, too, so we won't even have to be that quiet."
My name is Kishor Madhavan. We are farmers and also trusties for two landlords of minor age. My family was very poor when I was a young boy, the only child of my parents. My father had four acres of land for farming and a dilapidated house in the village. I was sixteen when my father died after a prolonged illness of six months. My widowed mom and I were left alone in the world with a debt of some twenty thousand rupees on our shoulders.
The person who had lent us the money was Kavya Madhavan, a distant aunt on my father's side. She was living in another village. She was very rich with about two hundred acres of prime land, three or four houses in the village and a lucrative business of money landing. Her husband had died several years ago leaving behind him a son, Randhir, who was of my age. Kavya was very smart, though uneducated, and was running the show single handedly.
Five years after my father's death, Kavya called me in. Thinking that she will ask me to pay up the money, I went to see her with some trepidation. To my surprise she treated me very nicely, offering tea and snacks. She enquired of my mom's health and condition of our farming. After I settled she gently asked, "Kishor, how much of the loan is still pending?"
Here it comes, I thought. I looked to the ground as if to read some hidden message and said, "May be nineteen thousand, may be little less."
"How much are you able to pay every year?"
"Err... not more than five hundred rupees."
"Oh. At this rate when do you think the loan will be paid up? Not forgetting the interest?"
"I am sorry Aunty, I do not have any other means of income. I try my best as you well know."
"Yes, I know and feel for you. That is the reason I have called you here. You do have means of increasing your income, only you are not aware of them. Tell me, would you like to work for me? I need help."
"But what can I do for you? I have no skills."
"I will teach you if you are ready to learn. How about a house to live in, free rations and five hundred rupees every month? Will that suffice?"
Suffice? It was more than that. I could not believe my ears. I felt like dancing. Grinning from ear to ear I asked, "When do I start?"
With a glint in her eyes she warned me, "But you will have to work very hard and do all I ask you to do. Do you agree?"
Eagerly I said, "Yes I do. Aunty, I will work to your satisfaction. When do I start?"
She smiled, rather seductively, and said, "That is my boy. You start today."
That was the first occasion when my cock stirred seeing a sweet smile on a woman's face.
On the same day my mom and I shifted to our new dwelling, which by any standards was palatial compared to our old hut. I went to work same evening.
I worked very diligently. There was nothing that I would not do; in the house, in the office, in the fields. No hour was an odd hour for me, I was available 24/7. My mom also offered some voluntary help in the kitchen. Every thing went just fine for a couple of months.
Then the flirting started. First verbal and then physical. She stared telling me dirty jokes which I found at a time very hilarious and embarrassing. She would laugh with me and give me a light slap here and there. The slaps then became prolonged contacts; on my arm, my back, my chest, on my cheeks and lips. Not sure of her intentions I could not do any thing for the fear of losing the job.
She changed her dresses too. In place of high necked long sleeved baggy blouses she started putting on tight fitting cholis with plunging neck lines.
Ordinarily she hid her chest with several folds of pallu of her sari, she was not that careful when we were alone. She then had hard time keeping her pallu in place, it would conveniently slither down from her shoulders giving me an excellent opportunity to ogle on those milk white breasts which in turn, had had hard time staying confined in her choli.
The thought of fucking her was far from my mind. But what could a full blooded man of 22 do in face of so many provocations and open invitations? Well, I masturbated twice a day and started dreaming of fucking her. I had yet no courage to give her a positive response. It was a real torture, sweet but torture all the same.
To the rest of the world she was a hard task master for me. She kept me on my toes, did not tolerate any delay or mistake. She taught me so many things on running business, controlling farm workers, dealing with merchants, government officials, accounting, bookkeeping. The more I learned the more she extracted from me, putting more and more load she on my shoulders. No body would suspect that this lady, hard like a nail would have some soft designs on a bum like me.
Meanwhile she got her son Randhir married. The festivities started seven days before and lasted three days following the actual day of marriage. By the fourth day the invitees were all dispersed and she prepared for the wedding night for Randhir and his bride Anu Sithara.
I had not gone home for ten days. I was looking forwards to a restful night when in the evening she told me, "Kishor, there is plenty of things to do yet. I know you want to go home but one more night? Can you stay for one more night, for my sake, please? You can take few days off starting tomorrow."
The person who had lent us the money was Kavya Madhavan, a distant aunt on my father's side. She was living in another village. She was very rich with about two hundred acres of prime land, three or four houses in the village and a lucrative business of money landing. Her husband had died several years ago leaving behind him a son, Randhir, who was of my age. Kavya was very smart, though uneducated, and was running the show single handedly.
Five years after my father's death, Kavya called me in. Thinking that she will ask me to pay up the money, I went to see her with some trepidation. To my surprise she treated me very nicely, offering tea and snacks. She enquired of my mom's health and condition of our farming. After I settled she gently asked, "Kishor, how much of the loan is still pending?"
Here it comes, I thought. I looked to the ground as if to read some hidden message and said, "May be nineteen thousand, may be little less."
"How much are you able to pay every year?"
"Err... not more than five hundred rupees."
"Oh. At this rate when do you think the loan will be paid up? Not forgetting the interest?"
"I am sorry Aunty, I do not have any other means of income. I try my best as you well know."
"Yes, I know and feel for you. That is the reason I have called you here. You do have means of increasing your income, only you are not aware of them. Tell me, would you like to work for me? I need help."
"But what can I do for you? I have no skills."
"I will teach you if you are ready to learn. How about a house to live in, free rations and five hundred rupees every month? Will that suffice?"
Suffice? It was more than that. I could not believe my ears. I felt like dancing. Grinning from ear to ear I asked, "When do I start?"
With a glint in her eyes she warned me, "But you will have to work very hard and do all I ask you to do. Do you agree?"
Eagerly I said, "Yes I do. Aunty, I will work to your satisfaction. When do I start?"
She smiled, rather seductively, and said, "That is my boy. You start today."
That was the first occasion when my cock stirred seeing a sweet smile on a woman's face.
On the same day my mom and I shifted to our new dwelling, which by any standards was palatial compared to our old hut. I went to work same evening.
I worked very diligently. There was nothing that I would not do; in the house, in the office, in the fields. No hour was an odd hour for me, I was available 24/7. My mom also offered some voluntary help in the kitchen. Every thing went just fine for a couple of months.
Then the flirting started. First verbal and then physical. She stared telling me dirty jokes which I found at a time very hilarious and embarrassing. She would laugh with me and give me a light slap here and there. The slaps then became prolonged contacts; on my arm, my back, my chest, on my cheeks and lips. Not sure of her intentions I could not do any thing for the fear of losing the job.
She changed her dresses too. In place of high necked long sleeved baggy blouses she started putting on tight fitting cholis with plunging neck lines.
Ordinarily she hid her chest with several folds of pallu of her sari, she was not that careful when we were alone. She then had hard time keeping her pallu in place, it would conveniently slither down from her shoulders giving me an excellent opportunity to ogle on those milk white breasts which in turn, had had hard time staying confined in her choli.
The thought of fucking her was far from my mind. But what could a full blooded man of 22 do in face of so many provocations and open invitations? Well, I masturbated twice a day and started dreaming of fucking her. I had yet no courage to give her a positive response. It was a real torture, sweet but torture all the same.
To the rest of the world she was a hard task master for me. She kept me on my toes, did not tolerate any delay or mistake. She taught me so many things on running business, controlling farm workers, dealing with merchants, government officials, accounting, bookkeeping. The more I learned the more she extracted from me, putting more and more load she on my shoulders. No body would suspect that this lady, hard like a nail would have some soft designs on a bum like me.
Meanwhile she got her son Randhir married. The festivities started seven days before and lasted three days following the actual day of marriage. By the fourth day the invitees were all dispersed and she prepared for the wedding night for Randhir and his bride Anu Sithara.
I had not gone home for ten days. I was looking forwards to a restful night when in the evening she told me, "Kishor, there is plenty of things to do yet. I know you want to go home but one more night? Can you stay for one more night, for my sake, please? You can take few days off starting tomorrow."
Did I have a choice? It was an order coated in sweet words of request. I stayed and was busy till mid night. The whole house was quiet when I got to my room and laid down. But the sleep eluded me. The mere thought of Randhir fucking his bride under the same roof gave me an instant hard on. Besides I had had no chance to relieve myself these ten days. As a result my cock was fit to poke a hole in the wall. First, I had a quickie. I washed myself but the cock did not wilt, I was slowly working towards a second climax when Kavya drifted in.
I suddenly sat up, hurriedly put a pillow over my cock and could hardly mutter, "Aunty you? You could have called me."
She was in her night dress. She sat on my bed, pointed at the pillow and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Err .... Nothing, nothing. Just a little .... Little ....."
She pinched my cheek, and said, "Naughty boy, you call this nothing? Don't tell me that you were not thinking of Randhir fucking Anu Sithara, because I was doing the same and I know how it feels. Now, were you not? Tell the truth."
It was for the first time that I heard 'fucking' coming out of a woman's mouth, that too from none other than Kavya. My cock gave couple of jerks. I was now convinced of her intentions. What a luck!
I said, "Yes mam, you are right. I apologize, I ..... I could not help."
"I understand. No need to apologize. Tell me though, have you ever fucked a girl?"
"No, I could not get any one. Who would like to .. to ...do that with a poor gay like me?"
"Why? What, being poor has to do with fucking? You think poor people do not fuck? You don't need money to fuck, you need a long thick and hard lund on one hand and a wet slippery chut on the other. And you have one of the two, don't you?"
"Yes mam, I have."
"And I have the other, You do get hard on? In fact you have one right now, right?"
I did not answer. She said, " Let me see how it looks"
She grabbed the pillow. I suddenly felt shy and held on it,
She said, "Oh, you are embarrassed like a school girl, How will you fuck?"
"Aunty, whom am I going to ... to .... I don't have anybody to ...to ..."
" .... to fuck? You sweet fool, are you blind or what? Am I not here?"
"But Aunty, it is sacrilege, between you and me."
"Sacrilege my foot, there is nothing wrong if a willing man fucks a willing woman. I am ready and willing. The question is are you? Do you want it or not?"
I was more than ready and willing. In fact my cock was fit to burst and was already spewing love juice.
I said, "Oh, Aunty, I do want it but how do I go about doing it? I have never done it before,"
"Don't worry, I will guide you. First of all let me have a look at your cock."
With some hesitation I removed the pillow and said, "Call him lund, it is more expressive,"
She lifted up my lund using only her finger tips and said, " Wow, lund it is. Kishor, get ready to receive punishment for the crime of hiding such a beautiful object."
She pushed me flat on the bed and removed her nightie. She had nothing underneath. I could not restrain myself. I grabbed her breast with one hand and her ample hip with the other. Her nipple was already erect and turgid. I pinched it with my thumb and finger and she gasped. Taking my lund in her fist she squeezed it and said, "Yours is a beautiful lund, a virgin lund at that. And what is this? A beauty spot on the foreskin?"
She started stroking my lund at slow speed. At the same time she turned around and came upon me. Catching me by the ear she steadied my head and pressed her lips on mine. She had delicate sweet lips against my thick cushiony ones. After some time I felt her mouth open. Her small tongue shyly came out and tasted my lips. I felt electrical current coursing through my body and settling in my hard cock. She broke the kiss to tell me, "Open your mouth"
No sooner my lips parted her tongue darted in my mouth. I found it dirty and tried to move away but could not. She held my head and ran her tongue in all corners of my mouth. After some time I found it sweet and exciting and tried to hold her tongue with my lips. She at this point made her tongue stiff like a cock and pushed it in and out of my mouth. When she withdrew her tongue I took her lips between mine and sucked on them. I could feel them getting swollen. In her eagerness she opened her mouth and I pushed my tongue in. Her mouth got filled up by my thick tongue, however she could manage to suck on it. When I started fucking her mouth with my tongue she once again grabbed my stiff rod in her fist and started rubbing it up and down.
It was too much for me and my lund was about to explode. I broke the kiss and said, "Aunty, I cannot bear it. I am about to explode,"
She must have also felt the jerking of my lund. She left my lund alone and pushed her breast to my mouth. I took the turgid nipple and areola in my mouth and started sucking. She straddled me and sat on my thighs in such a way that my lund fitted in the crack of her pussy. While I was sucking her nipple she moved her pelvis back and forth rubbing her pussy on my lund. Her pussy had secreted large amount of pre cum and so had my lund. Both were wet and slippery. Her vulva could slide smoothly on my lund rubbing the clitoris on the shaft.
After some time her movements became irregular and jerky. My cock was practically being masturbated by her pussy. Before I could push it into her chut I climaxed. My cock convulsed and jetted out thick semen right on my tummy. She stopped moving for a while and enjoyed the throbbing of my cock on her clitoris.
She laid herself on my chest and kissed me on mouth. She said, "Did you enjoy?"
"I sure did, but you are left out, aren't you? I am sorry that I could not control myself."
"Do not worry, you have not seen the real fucking yet. We will do it again after some time. Meanwhile let us go and see what those two are doing."
She took me to a small room, which had been unused for a long time. There was a small window in one of the walls through which the bedroom of the newly wed couple could be seen. Apparently Randhir was asleep and Anu was fondling his limp cock. Kavya said, "It looks like they have finished the first round and are resting now. Let us go."
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While returning she led me by my cock, which was relishing her ministrations and lifting its head in anticipation of one more fuck. By the time we reached my room it was rock hard filling up the small palm of Kavya. Without letting it go she pushed me on the narrow bed and laid herself on me. I took her in my arms and started kissing her.
It was my first occasion of holding a naked woman in my arms. Kavya had a soft and smooth body. Her tummy was flat except some fullness in the lower part. She had slender waist and wide heavy hips. Her limbs were delicate and smooth. Her thighs were heavy and thick, touching each other from her knees to her pussy. Because of the dim light in the room I could not properly see her pussy. Only thing I could see was a thatch of black pubic hair.
I turned around bringing her under me. Her one hand was busy with my lund, the other was around my neck. I was nibbling her lips and with one hand playing with her nipples. For her age she had big firm breasts. Each had an areola of two inches and a tough erect nipple quarter of an inch long. While rest of her breast was covered with fair delicate skin the nipples and areolas were dark in color. I could not get enough of her breasts because hers were first for me. I caressed them with light touch, held them in my palms and rolled them on her chest, fondled them, grabbed them, squeezed them and mauled them. Then I felt light tug on my hair.
When I freed her mouth she said, " Like my boobs? Don't break them, I still need them. Love them with your mouth." So saying she guided my head down to her chest. I latched my mouth on her left nipple and picked up the right one between my finger and thumb.
I do not know how I did it but I did it. I started by laving the areola with long swipes of my tongue. The smooth areola soon become rough and bumpy. I had not touched the nipple but it became erect like a cock as if craving for the touch of my tongue. I did not disappoint it. I flicked with the tip of my tongue, wetted it with my spittle and picked it up with my lips. Kavya, in turn, was writhing with excitement massaging my cock mercilessly.
Suddenly I left the left nipple and descended upon the right one. It was more than ready to enter my mouth. I opened the mouth wide and took both the nipple and areola in. Once in I flicked the nipple with my tongue, licked the areola and finally started sucking them like a baby, taking them between the pad of my tongue and the hard roof of my mouth. She left my lund, put both hands on my head and pressed it in her breast.
By now she was fit to climb a wall and I was not far behind. She had spread her thighs and my hips were cradled between them. With a voice husky with excitement she said, " Come on now, fuck me, fuck me quick. Plunge this your cock into my pussy, don't delay or I will kill you "
It was not that I wanted to delay, in fact I was also in a hurry to start the real act. The problem was that in spite of my theoretical knowledge of fucking I did not know what to do. Don't laugh, please. Pussy was an uncharted territory for me. I did not know the way to her vagina. As a result when my hips started swinging in the hope that my cock will automatically enter the vagina, its head bumped here and there and slithered away on slippery lips of her pussy. Besides, she was also jerking her hips back and forth, side to side, round and round, making it more difficult for the cock to engage her vagina. My cock was close to bursting. I was really worried that I may spurt out without entering her. In desperation I blurted out, "Aunty, where ....where ...does this go?"
She laughed out at my predicament, pushed her hand down between our tummies and grabbed the cock. No sooner she put it on the right spot it slithered in effortlessly right up to the hilt. Immediately she lifted her legs to wrap them around my waist. This tilted her pussy forwards and the rest of the cock which was left out also went into her vagina. She jerked her pelvis couple of times as if to make sure that the cock was securely in and let out a prolonged Aaaahhh.
The feel of warm vaginal walls on the cock was too much for me. Instinctively I started fucking her, pulling the cock out almost full length and ramming into her depth in one strong stroke. She had clasped me on her breasts but I could see her whole body rocking with every push of my cock. The thought of possibly injuring her did not occur to me and I went on fucking with powerful jabs. Her whole pussy and my cock were drenched in our secretions so that the cock could come and go without any difficulty. The sensation on the cock was so sweet! Never had I dreamed that a small stick of eight inches can create such an exquisite pleasure. I felt as if the whole length of my cock was exuding love juices. She on her part was swaying and gyrating her hips as if trying to dislodge the intruder. I was panting heavily while she was cooing with every stroke of my lund.
Shortly, my strokes started getting irregular though no less powerful. I could feel on my cock the gentle milking contractions of her inner muscles. At one point she suddenly became frantic. She grabbed me by arms and legs, ground her mons against mine, almost chewed off my lower lip and scratched my back with her nails. Her whole body went into some sort of spasm and then convulsed. She broke out goose pimples all over her body, saliva drooled out of her mouth and she let out high pitched scream, "Aaaaiiiiiiii......."
For a moment I was scared and stopped my pumping. But then, equally suddenly she relaxed and went limp, totally exhausted. She was bathed in her own perspiration. She could not stop the fluttering of her vaginal muscles and occasional jerk of her pelvis. After some time she came around, ran her fingers in my hair and said, "Whew! Kishor, that was wonderful. How can I thank you?"
I kissed her mouth and said, "I don't know. Can I cum inside your chut?"
She was surprised. She said, "Oh, you have not spilled yourself yet! Wonderful! Yes, I can feel your thick cock filling my pussy. Carry on, my boy, fuck me whichever way you like and release your load in my chut."
During her orgasm she had gripped me so strongly that I could hardly breath, let apart fuck her. Once she was relaxed I had free field to play on. I did not need second invitation. I was also on verge of an orgasm. So, once again I started with long deep strokes. This time however there was a different kind of feel of her chut. I could also feel that the hood of my cock was pulled up and the naked head of my cock was now rubbing against the soft walls of her vagina. Three or four times right on the verge of an orgasm I pulled completely out of her chut, aired the jerking lund till it sobbered and then rammed it in, starting the cycle again. Anyway, with great relish I fucked on and soon reached my climax. Pushing my cock as deep as it could go I released five or six jets of thick jism, overflowing her pussy. She also had a small orgasm with me,
When the cock started wilting, I withdrew and came off her, She sat up pushing her folded sari on her vulva to receive the overflowing semen. She said, "Kishor, To day is the first time I fucked after passing away of your Chacha. No other man has ever touched me, It is good that you are family,"
"Did I do alright? You will have to teach me the tricks."
"You did excellently, And yes, you have a lot to learn."
By this time it was almost day break. She kissed me and reluctantly went to her room. I slept till late in the morning.
Everything changed for better after that fateful night. After a couple of days she assigned me to go collect a long standing loan from a tough guy. To my surprise he paid in full without any trouble. At home Kavya was extremely pleased with my success and straight away increased my salary by 200 rupees. That night after an hour's foray in my bed she admitted that she had rigged the collection of loan so that she can give me a raise without anybody getting suspicious.
Now I was made to work in the office instead of out in the fields. We fucked on like husband and wife. She would decide when to fuck. On the designated day she would go through the charade of treating me harshly, finding faults and scolding at every step, making my life miserable. Other employees would sympathize with me not knowing that every night I was to fuck her to our mutual content.
She taught me many lessons in the art of fucking. She inspected my cock minutely both limp and erect, and said, "Your Chacha had one very similar to yours, only little thicker but shorter. He also had great stamina. There have been nights when we would talk, then fuck and talk some more and fuck again; he would wear me out."
She in turn allowed me to see her vulva, which I think was quite big. The slit was long. The big lips were thick and fleshy with black silky hair on their outer sides. Inner lips were of delicate violet hue, they would get engorged and peep out from between the big brothers at the time of fucking. Her vagina was smooth and velvety, delightfully narrow for a woman who had delivered a baby. More than that she mastered the art of using her internal muscles; she could squeeze a cock and milk it too.
The most prominent feature of her vulva was her clitoris. It remained hidden between the folds of the lips only to stick out when excited. Then its small head would peep out, shining wet with secretions. It smelled good and tasted good too.
Kavya taught me different positions of fucking, techniques of eating pussy, sucking dick, taking and giving cock into asshole, different kinds of strokes to fuck vagina, mouth and arse. She showed me erogenous zones of female body and how to use them to enhance her pleasure. The only thing left out was how to seduce and fuck a virgin.
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Everybody in the family was happy except poor Anu Sithara. Her husband Randhir was suffering from epilepsy since early childhood and was always sleepy under the effect of medicines. Anu Sithara apparently was not getting enough of him. Whenever I saw her I used to mentally undress her and my cock would rise to the occasion. In the early days of her marriage she remained aloof from me but by and by got used to my presence. I would tell her some innocent joke to see her face lit with laughter. I started dreaming of fucking her and many a times fantasized while fucking Kavya.
Kavya wanted a baby from Randhir to keep up her husband's name. Time passed inexorably but Anu Sithara did nor conceive. Then started visits to doctors offices including quacks to no avail. An year passed and Kavya started getting impatient.
One day........
She took me to a small room. I thought may be she was horny and wanted a day time fuck. But no, she broke down like a child. This Kavya who had endured her widowhood undauntedly in that man dominated society of India bowled out without restrain. I was moved seeing her so broken. I asked, "What happened, Aunty?"
"Kishor, I don't know what to do, where to go. Today Dr. Ravi clearly told me ..... me ..... "
She started sobbing. Without worrying about somebody catching us I took her in my arms and allowed her to went her feelings. After some time she stopped crying. I got some water for her. I said, "What did Dr. Ravi say?"
"He said that Randhir can never father a child."
"Why not? Both of them are young and healthy."
"He said that the patients with epilepsy are usually impotent and do not live beyond thirty years. Even if they do and produce a child, the child will inherit the disease. Haay haay, Kishor, what shall I do? In spite of all this property, land, buildings, business your Chacha's name will be wiped out."
"Do not worry Aunty, we shall consult another doctor."
"That is not going to help any. I will have to find out some way."
So saying she clasped me resting her head on my chest. She felt between my thighs caught my hardening cock and said, "You know, you are my only solace in this world."
"I know, " I said, "No more talking now." I started lifting her ghaghari.
There was no bed around, it was a bare unused room. She turned around in my arms and bent forwards saying, "Do it from behind, please."
We had not fucked for fifteen days and I was more than ready. Pulling my cock I mounted her doggy style and rammed my full length in one powerful stroke. Her chut was dry but became wet with first few strokes of my cock. I obliged her with a hard fuck of fifteen minutes.
Next day only she told me, " Kishor, I have enquired with Anu Sithara. She is still a virgin, Randhir has not been able to fuck her."
"So what next?"
"Next is the only way as I see it."
"And that is?"
"That is you."
I was surprised and said, "Me?"
"Yes, " She said, "You. You fuck Anu Sithara and get her pregnant. Nobody would know whose baby it is. It will be a healthy baby who will take care of Anu Sithara in her old age when I am not around. Your Chacha's name will be preserved. All told it is the best solution of the problem."
What a luck? Kavya herself was offering Anu Sithara for fuck. Yet for the sake of modesty I said, " Aunty, how can I do that with wife of my younger brother? It would be sacrilege. No, no. Think about something else."
"Where is the sacrilege if she is willing? Remember, whole Kuru dynasty in Maha Bharat is full of children produced by person other than the lady's husband. And don't tell me that you have not dreamed of fucking Anu Sithara because you have."
Seeing me hesitating she offered, "You will not go without rewards. If you produce a boy, hopefully, I will write off your debt and give you twenty acres of land of your choice. Say yes, please. Would you not do that much in the name of your Chacha?"
I could not bear seeing her kowtowing. After all she had given me so much happiness and taught me fucking. Besides, how can I refuse a juicy morsel like Anu Sithara?
As a last appeal she asked me despondently, "Do you want me to call in some stranger?"
That did it. I said, "O.K. but what about her? Will she accept me?"
"Of course she will. She also wants to mother a baby. I will take care of her, you don't worry about her."
She did take care of her. The way Anu Sithara smiled and hid herself from me next day showed that Kavya had convinced her for me. I told Kavya, "Don't rush us in this matter. Let me do it my way. I will initiate her carefully so that she will enjoy the first time and demand it again and again."
Kavya told me that she will find out the most fertile period of Anu Sithara and then will arrange for our fucking. During those interim days she provided us with ample opportunities to 'get acquainted'. I had to make first move.
One day during a sleepy afternoon I cornered Anu Sithara and kissed her. Feeling extremely shy she turned around and ran away. But surprise! next time we were alone she was the one who kissed me and did not run away. I tried to feel for her boobs which she kept well hidden but she held off my hands and simply said, "Please ..."
"Please what?"
"Please do not touch me there now."
"Why?"
"I will tell you later."
Considering her pleadings I left the matter. Besides she had said " ...now" meaning that she will allow me some other time. It appeared that she was struggling to come to terms with Kavya's plan. On one hand she did not want to step out of boundaries of marriage and on other hand wanted to get fucked by me and get pregnant.
The fateful night came after seven days. Kavya had made all arrangements. She took me to Anu Sithara's bedroom and told to my ear, "Try to fuck her as many times as you can, please, but be gentle," She pushed me inside and closed the door.
The room was spacious, lit by dim light coming out from the open door of the bathroom on one side, On the other side there was a big double bed. Randhir was laying there snoring and oblivious to the world. There was a single bed on one side where Anu Sithara was sitting like a bride. She had put on choli, ghaghari and pallu without any jewelry or make up. As I approached her I could see her trembling out of fear. How was I to fuck such innocent girl?"
I pulled up a chair near the bed. Pointing to Randhir I asked her, "How about him?"
She said in a meek voice, "He has gone to sleep after taking his daily medicines. He will not budge till morning."
I waited for a while and said, "I fully understand your predicament because I am also sailing in the same boat, more or less. So do not worry, I would not do anything without your permission. If you say so I will just walk out and would not feel bad about it. Do you want me to go?"
She shook her head in negative, but still was feeling shy and was scared. I talked to her from the chair for an hour or so. Gradually she felt at ease and opened up. Couple of times she rewarded me with sweet smile.
Like me she was coming from a very poor family. She was the oldest child with three sisters and two brothers after her. Her father was a small time retailer of ready made garments. She was married to Randhir to square off a debt of ten thousand rupees. That was my dear Aunty, Kavya.
Well, Anu Sithara was chubby five feet two inches with a weight. Her complexion was fair, her face was round and she had long raven black silky hair reaching to her mid-thighs. She had narrow waist and heavy rounded hips. It was not possible to judge her boobs because of the way she was wearing her dresses.
Once she felt comfortable with me I asked, "You know what we are supposed to do to night?"
She did not speak. Out of shyness she lowered her gaze, bit her nails and nodded her head in affirmative. I went to her and sat behind her. No sooner I put my hand on her shoulder she startled and removed my hand. I asked her again, "Tell me one thing, has he .... has he .... fucked you?"
She shook her head in negative.
"That means that even after one year of your marriage you are still a virgin?"
Once again nodding of head in affirmative.
"You know what fucking is, don't you?"
She covered her face with her hands and said, "Yes."
Later on she told me that there was a family living right behind her house with a fence separating the two back yards. That family had few male animals like a horse, couple of bulls and couple of buffalo bulls. Every day morning people from the village would bring their female animals in heat for breeding. Anu Sithara had seen horses, cows and buffalos fucking since her early childhood.
I put my mouth to her ear without touching and said, "Anu Sithara, I like you and will feel privileged to fuck you. Do you like me a little?"
This time she was bold enough to say, "Yes, I like you. You are handsome."
That sent shivers down my spine. "Thanks. One more thing, you know however gently I do it, and I promises I will be very gentle, there is going to be some pain during the first time. You know that, don't you?"
She said, "I know, I am ready for it."
I told her to turn around. Once she was facing me I took her hands into mine and started playing with her fingers. She had shapely delicate fingers. I spread them and closed them, rubbed in between them, reminiscent of fucking movements. I could see smile on her face. Then I kissed her palms. She broke out in subdued squeals of laughter saying, "Don't do that, please, I am very ticklish."
I pulled her into my lap. She came in without resistance. She cuddled with me with her head on my chest and her folded arms in front of her chest. Putting a finger under her chin I lifted up her face. She closed her eyes as I bent down to kiss her. Her soft lips were trembling in anticipation. I went in slowly. I just touched her lips with mine and came out. I did it for some time and once she got used to my lips I gently pressed her lips. This time I lingered for longer time and felt her lips moving. I then opened my lips and took hers between mine and ran my tongue over them.
This was the second girl whom I was kissing on mouth, first being Kavya. What a difference! The delicacy of Anu Sithara's lips was absent in Kavya's but Kavya knew how to use her lips while Anu Sithara had to learn a lot. As a result Anu Sithara tried to break away when she felt my tongue and I had to hold her till the time she started feeling the pleasure out of it. Then after she relaxed and allowed me to kiss her. Down stairs my dick started awaking.
When I broke the kiss to breath I could see her lips swollen with desire and wet with my saliva. I wiped them with my finger. Immediately she turned them in her mouth and wetted them with her own saliva. She said she was feeling tingling in the lips. I said, "This time open your mouth. And don't back away."
I again started kissing those delectable lips. She did not open her mouth. With the tip of my tongue I first caressed the slit between her lips from one end of the mouth to the other, back and forth three or four times. Then pushing the tip between them I pried open, first her lips and then her mouth. My tongue entered and foraged in every corner of her sweet mouth and played duel with hers. I lost the track of time because this kissing was sending shivers up and down my spine too. When I pulled out she continued kissing me with open mouth. To my surprise she darted her tongue out to touch my lips and withdrew before I could catch it. She repeated it like a game of hide and seek, every time eluding my catching her. After some time she separated and giggled covering her face.
I turned her face to me and using some force affixed my mouth on hers. This time I pulled out my tongue, made it stiff like a cock and rammed it in her mouth. After couple of seconds I started in and out movements and fucked her mouth. I could feel shudders spreading all over her body.
All the while she was shielding her breasts with her folded arms. She resisted when I tried to move her arms to get to her boobs. This time she was so much excited that when I pulled out my tongue and moved my head away she lifted her hands to the back of my head to pull me down. Momentarily the front of her chest was left unguarded. Immediately I grabbed her left breast.
I had expected that she would try to free her boob, but surprise again, she put her hand on mine and pressed it on the breast. I gave in, bent my head and started kissing again. At the same time I started undoing buttons of her choli. She was excited beyond protest and in no time her choli was laying on the floor and my fingers were caressing her naked breast. Again I felt tremors coursing through her body.
I was no less excited. My cock had been erect since long. Periodically it was jerking to a higher level of hardness and was secreting copious amount of pre-cum. My pajama was already a wet tent, Before few hours during the afternoon I had evacuated my lund by masturbation to reduce its sensitivity. In spite of all the kissing pressing my lund was not in the danger of losing its gusto.
She had a pair of sweet breasts . Perfectly rounded they were sitting high on her chest. The skin over them was velvety smooth and delicate transparent, you could see the blue veins underneath. Each had a centrally placed pink areola with a delicate pink nipple topping it. Both breasts at the time felt heavy and firm due to her excitement. Both the nipple and areola were erect and puffy.
For some time I simply stared at her beautiful breasts. She was feeling uneasy out of shyness and soon covered them with her palms. I gently moved her hands and touched the left breast with tips of my fingers. Goose pimples broke out on her body. I asked, "The other day you did not allow me to touch your breast and said you will let me know later the reason."
"Because I am very tender and sensitive there."
"I am told that that happens when they are growing."
"Mine are. I need new bra every month."
"Will you allow me to caress them today?"
"You like them?"
"I like them as they are."
"Please be gentle."
I moved my fingers and palm gently on her breast and asked, "Is this alright?"
Surprise again. She pressed hard upon my hand and said, "Not that gentle, I am not made out of glass." She closed my fingers on her firm breast. Women, you can never be right on anything with them.
So, I grabbed one breast and with my other arm around her shoulders I made her lay down on the bed.
While caressing one breast with my fingers I bent my head to the nipple of the other. First I touched the ripe berry with the tip of my tongue, flicked it couple of times and took it between my lips. She placed her hand on the back of my head and pressed my face into her breast. Then I opened my mouth and sucked in the whole of her areola along with the nipple. I sucked like a baby, wetting areola and nipple with my saliva. No sooner she eased pressure on my head than I left one breast and latched on the other. She was becoming restless due to excitement but continued running her fingers in my hair.
At some time I felt a tug on my night shirt. I shifted a little and gave her some space. With a smile on her face she pulled it off and caressed my naked chest. Playfully she pinched my nipple rather forcefully and once again tittered out when I squealed with pain. I in turn bit her on the areola.
My cock was sending messages that it was ready to spill my juices and if I do not put it in her pussy soon, it will spill out all the same, without fucking.
I was laying face down with upper half of my body covering her and lower half on the bed. My lund was trapped between bed and my belly. My pajama was already soaked wet from the pre-cum from my lund.
She pulled my head and resumed kissing. Leaving her breast my hand started on its southward journey. I stroked her tummy for some time and reached her ghaghari which was tied with a string around her waist. I could reach her cunt either from above, by untying the ghaghari or from below lifting up the ghaghari. She had kept her thighs crossed with ghaghari held in between, There was no way it could be lifted up. So, catching hold of the string I gave a strong tug and the knot was untied. Immediately her hands flew down to catch the loosened garment. She bunched the ghaghari in her fists and held tightly against her belly effectively guarding her cunt from my fingers. The French kiss, however, continued uninterrupted.
But then I knew the tricks, some learnt from Kavya, others from reading. I started by putting my hand on her covered vulva. She jumped but could do nothing as her hands were not free. I caressed her cunt through her ghaghari my fingers running down over one cunt lip and up over the other. I pushed into the slit but could not reach the clitoris. The cloth was very thin silk thoroughly wet with her pre-cum. It was as if I was caressing her naked vulva. She squirmed a lot and her thighs relaxed somewhat. Not enough though to pull up her ghaghari.
I brought my hand back to her tummy. I knew that she was very ticklish especially around her belly button. I broke the kiss, ran my finger over her swollen lower lip and pushed it in her mouth to suck on, When it was thoroughly wet I pulled it out and took it directly to her naval. No sooner I applied her own saliva to the belly button than she started writhing feeling extremely tickled. In the process her thighs got unlocked she pulled up her legs.
That did it. With her knees pulled up the ghaghari slithered up exposing her thighs. She broke the kiss, pushed me aside and tuned to her side away from me. I was left face down on the bed.
She was curled up with her thighs almost touching her chest. I went behind her and laid down spoon fashion. I could push my left arm around her neck bringing her head on my arm. My right arm went to her stomach around her waist. I pulled her tightly against me with her wide hips jutting on my belly,
While I kissed on her neck my hand roamed about on her tummy and tried to reach her cunt. I could not go up to her Venus mount as she was still holding ghaghari over her vulva.
What she was unaware of was that her vulva was exposed from below. From her tummy I moved my hand to her ample hip and from there to the back of her thigh. I worked from the back of her knee up towards her crack. When my fingers reached her cunt she startled a bit but allowed me to caress. Once again I stroked her lips back and forth and felt in the slit for her clitoris. Her slit was over flowing with slimy juice, which made easy for me to glide my finger up and down. At the back end of the slit I could push my fingertip up into her vaginal opening. First one and then two fingers went in without difficulty right up to her hymen. With in and out movements I finger fucked her for some time. I could feel her loosening up a bit, enough to receive my lund. When I took the fingers out she turned on to her back and whispered in my ear, "Come on, please".
I kissed her sweet swollen lips and said, "Anu Sithara dear, there is still time to go back. What do you want to do?"
That was where she surprised me saying, "Fuck me"
I did not need second invitation. I rolled over her, pushed my knees between hers and spread them. I took her arms and put them around my neck and said, "Dear, there will be some pain, bear it please."
Holding the cock in my hand I rubbed it all around her vulva. She started twisting and turning all the while kissing me. I covered the head of my cock with its foreskin for smooth gliding entry and engaged it in the mouth of her yoni. Once lodged I left it there. laid myself on her soft body. I picked up one of her nipples in my pinch, sealed her mouth with mine and tried couple of shallow strokes of my cock. Nothing happened. Then I delivered the fateful power stroke, which sent my cock sliding into the depths of her sweet pussy, tearing her hymen on its way. On the first stroke only I could burry almost all the eight inches of my cock, touching the deepest recess of her chut. My penetration came to end only when my mons met with hers.
She, as expected, let out a sharp squeal. Randhir, asleep nearby opened his eyes and momentarily lifted his head. My heart missed a beat. Luckily sleep overtook him again and he went on snoring once again.
Having buried my cock in her chut I remained immobile for breathers. I broke the kiss, wiped the perspiration on her brows and said, "There, there, its over, it is over. Welcome to womanhood and wonderful world of fucking. Wait for few minutes and the pain will go away."
My cock, however, did not obey me. For one thing, its cap of foreskin was tightly pulled up on the shaft while traversing through the narrow hymeneal opening; as a result the head which is very sensitive was rubbing directly against the walls of her vagina. Secondly the whole length of my cock was gripped as if in a fist. Lastly, her internal muscles sort of started gently massaging it. What could it do but to jerk a couple of times? The only trouble was to Anu Sithara because with every jerk it became thicker than before and stretched the vagina wider giving some pain to Anu Sithara.
After few minutes stretching of vagina was over. I reassured her that there would not be any pain now onwards. Did I see a flicker of smile on those delicious lips? I kissed her and lifted myself on my arms keeping the cock buried in her chut. I looked between our bellies. Her cunt was stretched to a round shape hugging the thick cock couple of inches of which were still outside of her vagina. I said, "Anu Sithara, have a look and see how your pussy has swallowed the cock."
She lifted her head, looked below and cried out in fear, "Oh, my God! So thick! There is still some outside. Are you going to push it in? Will it hurt again?"
"No dear, it will not hurt. See, I will show you" I pulled out almost half of my cock and slowly pushed it in. She said, "Do it again"
"This time I am going to pull out whole of it so that you can see how long it is that you could take in." I pulled out completely. She was not scared this time, only surprised. She put her hands on my hips and pulled. The cock found its way and smoothly sailed in.
Friends, there are two ways you can push your cock in vagina. One, smoothly, without any jerk and with steady gentle pressure, adjusting the direction of penetration as necessary. Second, rough, quick stab with forceful entry as if you are stabbing someone with a dagger. Combination of two methods can also be used to increase the pleasure.
It is advisable to use first method while fucking a virgin. Vagina has capacity to adjusting itself to any kind of cock. Once it gets used to your cock you can safely fuck away as you want. Second method is for seasoned pussies.
I had to be careful in fucking Anu Sithara. I started with gentle slow and shallow strokes using only four inches of my cock. After five or six strokes I took whole cock out and pushed it fully in. I lifted her thighs and wrapped her legs around my waist. This changed the angle of her vulva and last two inches of the cock got buried in her pussy. Every in and out movement of the cock was rubbing her clitoris and raised goose bumps on her body.
My own excitement was also escalating. Fucking Anu Sithara was so different from fucking Kavya. Kavya had relaxed vagina with smooth walls but she knew how to use her internal muscles to milk the cock. Anu Sithara was inexperienced in that quarter and had lot to learn. But her pussy was tight and had rough walls of a virgin. She was gripping my cock like in her fist and rubbing of the cock head on soft rough walls of her vagina was a new experience for me.
After about twenty or so slow strokes I could feel her pussy relaxing. I could also feel faint spasms of her internal muscles. To make sure I kissed her nipples and asked, "Any pain now?"
She did not speak. Instead she sucked my lips, jerked her pelvis and tightened her pussy. I increased the speed and depth of my strokes.
She was rushing fast towards her first orgasm. Her hips started jerking, gyrating and rotating. Couple of times the cock was dislodged from her chut. I said, "Anu Sithara, be careful, don't jump too much, you may get hurt."
She could not speak coherently. She said, "Oh ..oh ... I do not ... do not do ....Aaaahh ....usss ...do not do anything...Oh oh...Something is... ha..ha..happening ..to meeee....hold me....tightly ...please..."
I also could not control myself. I untangled her legs from my waist and straitened them taking her closed thighs between widely opened mine. In this position her vulva went deep in a depression created by her heavy thighs and high mount of Venus. Only half of my cock could get into her vagina. However, even though the strokes were shallow, her clitoris got direct rubbing with every stroke of my lund. Three or four strokes and she went into a strong orgasm.
She stiffened for few seconds and then shuddered several times. Her eyes closed tightly, her mouth drooled out saliva and her legs widened and lifted up giving me easy access to her vulva. I went on pumping without mercy . Her pussy went into a frenzy of spasms and milked my cock to shattering orgasm. My cock spilled out heavy load of semen in five to seven spurts and overflowed her small pussy.
My cock did not wilt immediately after orgasm. Her vagina also continued gentle milking of the cock even when her orgasm was over. Her body was covered with thin shin of perspiration and her face was flushed. She was breathing heavy. Once again I kissed her several times and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, but you are heavy."
I folded her in my arms and turned so that she came over me. She relaxed laying on my body with her thighs spread wide and my half hard lund in her chut. My hands moved over her back and rounded hips. When I pulled her hips against me she squeezed my cock with her internal muscles. My cock responded by hardening again. She moved her pelvis to rub her clitoris on the cock.
I asked, "Anu Sithara, the wound in your pussy is fresh. Does it not hurt when you contract your pussy on my cock?"
She was playing with hair on my chest. She said, "Very little but sweet. Don't you like it?"
"I love it, but I am worried about your pain."
"It does not hurt that bad. See here ..." She contracted again and the cock hardened to full thickness ready for fuck.
I told her to stay over me and fuck me. She started moving her hips asking me, "This way? Thus? How about this?" Up and down, right and left, round and round swayed her hips making my lund go in and out of her chut. However, she got tired in no time and laid down on me.
Once again I turned taking her in my arms. She spread her thighs and I pushed my cock to her deepest. We had stormy fuck for twenty minutes during which she came twice. At the end I unloaded myself into her pussy.
I pulled out my limp cock, came off her and said, "It is time for me to go. You remain on your back, don't let the semen run out of your pussy."
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As I bent down to kiss her she clung to my neck and said, "Please don't go. I would like to sleep cuddled in your arms. Please."
To tell the truth, I also wanted to do that. We went to sleep wrapped in each others arms.
It was about five in the morning when my eyes opened. She was sleeping like a baby. She was looking so cute and innocent, I had no heart to leave her.
Both of us were naked. She had one leg straight and other bent up at he hip. I could see her cunt between them. It was hard to believe that a small vulva like hers could take in full eight inches of my cock. The fleshy big lips were closed like a door hiding the rest of her vulva.
She opened her eyes when I kissed on her neck. She turned her head and kissed my mouth. Her hand went between my thighs and grabbed the soft cock. She sat up, made me lay down on my back and started studying my cock. Did you notice the magic of an erect cock? It converted a shy and timid girl into a shameless bold young woman.
Noticing the black mole on my foreskin she said, "Oh, what have you here, a beauty spot?"
"You can kiss it if you like."
She gave a slap on my hip but all the same bent her head to give a peck on it.
"smells good too," she said taking my penis in her fist. In no time it stiffened to attention and ready to fuck.
She whispered, "Kishor, one more time?"
"What one more time?"
"You know very well what I mean."
"Yes I do, but I would like to hear coming out of this sweet mouth of yours."
She laid down by my side, put her moth to my ear and said, "Fuck me, Kishor, fuck me again."
I sealed her mouth with mine and felt for her vulva. It was still wet from last night's fucking. I played with the clitoris for some time while she shamelessly massaged my dick. It was she who took initiative by spreading her thighs and pulling my cock to her pussy. There was no difficulty in penetration, she did not feel any pain. I fucked her slowly with long strokes for next half an hour to glorious orgasms for both of us.
Eventually I had to go before other servants of the family catch me red handed. Kavya was eagerly waiting for me in my room. I gave her a report of night's activity. She was pleased. She said, "Go on fucking her till her next period. I hope she gets pregnant soon."
Those were the most glorious days of my life. During daytime Anu Sithara felt shy of me and avoided me, at night she was a shameless hussy ever hungry for my cock. She was happy all the while, singing and playing around. I fucked her at least twice every night. She also did something I and Kavya had overlooked. Every few days she cornered Randhir during daytime and coaxed him into a mock fuck.
At last Kavya's wish was fulfilled. On the expected day Anu Sithara did not bleed. Next day the hopes went high and it became almost a certainty on the third day. After a week she had morning sickness and few days later Dr, Mehta confirmed her pregnancy. Kavya was ecstatic and told me, "No more fucking now, till after the delivery."
I said, "Aunty, get me a wife. I need fucking. Where would I go?"
She admonished me saying, "You forgot me so soon? Now I will allow you to fuck me any time you want."
For long nine months I had to keep off Anu Sithara. During this period Kavya never refused me a fuck. But how can I relish Kavya after tasting Anu Sithara?
Every thing was different, breasts, nipples, vulva, hips, thighs, every thing including response to my fucking. She, however, fulfilled her promise of transferring to my name twenty acres of prime land.
At full term Anu Sithara delivered a boy of nine pounds. Kavya celebrated the occasion with gusto. She distributed sweets amongst the friends and relatives, gave donations to temples and other charities, hosted a feast for school children. We named the boy Aaditya.
At the earliest opportunity I went to Anu Sithara. I smothered her with thousand kisses. She was again her shy self. She said, "He is just like you."
"How can you say so soon?"
She said, "Have a look" and removed his nappy. There, right on his foreskin was a black mole. At the touch of her fingers his little pipi stiffened and let out a mighty stream of urine as if to confirm his mother's contention.
Her breasts had grown to big size. I tried to touch them but she shook my hand away saying, "Not now. After ten days we will......"
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Years have passed since then. Randhir died two years after the birth of the boy. Meanwhile Anu Sithara presented me with a girl, whom we named Chandani. The widowed Anu Sithara inherited all the businesses, land, properties and investments. I returned her the twenty acres of land given me by Kavya.
We waited for 4 year after the death of Randhir and then got married.
The first thing we did after marriage was to transfer all the property to Aaditya and Chandani becoming their trusties. Enjoying both womens rest of life.
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