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[Krishan202]

"I'm thinking of going to the library this weekend to see what else we can learn about this new house of ours." Ganesh looked around the table with a twinkle in his eye. He still had some dust in his messy blond hair even though they were sitting down to dinner. "Who's with me?"


"Sounds interesting, Dad." Shriya chewed her chicken takeout thoughtfully. "What do you want to find?"



Both Anushka and Krishan kept their eyes on their respective plates of food. They'd been uncharacteristically quiet that evening.

Ganesh frowned at them. "Everything alright with you, Anu? Krish?"

They both looked up at him and quickly nodded.

"Yeah, I think the move --" Anushka stopped talking when Krishan accidently cut her off.

"... lots of tests at college, so ..." Krishan looked over at his mother, his cheeks flushed, and he looked back down at his plate. He pushed a cashew around with his fork.

"Well, you two sure are acting strange." Ganesh shook his head and looked at his daughter. "To answer your question, I'd like to know what happened to Vijay Varma and Nayanthara in 1896. And maybe we could get a plan for the house, see what that locked room is all about. I haven't found any keys that might fit that lock. Has anybody else?"

Anushka and Krishan shook their heads and looked off in different directions.

"No, Dad." Shriya chipped in.



"Okay, then." Ganesh scratched at his graying beard and thought about what mysteries lay in the Mansion's past. "Well, I'm going to the library on Saturday. Who else wants to do some digging with me?"

"I will." Shriya raised her hand.

"Maybe I'll use that time for a nap," Anushka said. "I haven't been sleeping well."

"Homework." Krishan glanced at his father quickly.

"Well, it's just you and me then, Shriya." Ganesh sighed.

Shriya happily nodded.

~~

"You inspire me,  Anushka" Nayanthara looked up from a felt-upholstered wingback chair near the hearth in the main living room. Somewhere in the house a clock chimed two o'clock in the morning. The pale woman read by firelight, placing her finger in the leather-bound book to mark her place as she greeted her visitor. "I hadn't read First Love in a long time. Very inspirational." The pretty woman had her  hair up in a bun, and wore a white, frilly nightgown that went all the way to her ankles. The loose fabric. "And you brought the book back into my house. Well done."



"How?" Anushka looked around the room. She knew that the chimney needed a major cleaning before it would work again, but there was a roaring fire in the fireplace. On the walls, the glassy-eyed heads of a boar, a deer, and a moose stared blankly. The furniture was all wrong, too. The room was filled with ornate and shiny pieces with delicately turned edges. "How did I get here?" Anushka suddenly perceived her nakedness. She found herself dressed only in a pair of white panties. She covered her breasts with both hands.



"You must have walked downstairs, silly." Nayanthara scrunched up her nose in light-hearted mockery. "Please don't cover yourself on my account, darling. I think your ruby-tipped globes are quite divine and I could alight my gaze upon them all night." Nayanthara waited for Anushka to drop her hands. When Anushka persisted in her modesty, Nayanthara smiled, shrugged, and opened the book again. "Suit yourself." She flipped a few pages and stopped. "You really are perfect for this house, sweet Anushka. You brought me back to this book. I wouldn't say First Love started it all, but it did give me ideas about men."



"What are you talking about?" Anushka shivered and walked past Nayanthara to stand by the fire. She felt no added warmth.

"Let me read you a passage." Nayanthara's eyes fell to the pages in her lap. "Ah, here we are. This is from the teenage boy's perspective. Remember, darling, he's in love with an older lady." Nayanthara read:

[Krishan202]

One day, I was sitting thus on the wall, gazing off into the distance and listening to the chiming of the bells ... when suddenly something ran over me—not a breeze exactly, not a shiver, but something resembling a breath, the consciousness of some one's proximity... I dropped my eyes. Below me, in a light grey gown, with a pink parasol on her shoulder, Zinaída was walking hastily along the road. She saw me, halted, and, pushing up the brim of her straw hat, raised her velvety eyes to mine.

"What are you doing there, on such a height?"—she asked me, with a strange sort of smile.—"There now,"—she went on,—"you are always declaring that you love me—jump down to me here on the road if you really do love me."

Before the words were well out of Zinaída's mouth I had flown down, exactly as though some one had given me a push from behind. The wall was about two fathoms high. I landed on the ground with my feet, but the shock was so violent that I could not retain my balance; I fell, and lost consciousness for a moment. When I came to myself I felt, without opening my eyes, that Zinaída was by my side.—"My dear boy,"—she was saying, as she bent over me—and tender anxiety was audible in her voice—"how couldst thou do that, how couldst thou obey?... I love thee ... rise."

Her breast was heaving beside me, her hands were touching my head, and suddenly—what were my sensations then!—her soft, fresh lips began to cover my whole face with kisses ... they touched my lips... But at this point Zinaída probably divined from the expression of my face that I had already recovered consciousness, although I still did not open my eyes—and swiftly rising to her feet, she said:—"Come, get up, you rogue, you foolish fellow! Why do you lie there in the dust?"—I got up."

Nayanthara stopped reading and looked up. "There now, do you see?"

"No." Anushka shook her head and took a step closer to the seated woman. It seemed the chill in the room emanated off Nayanthara's pale, freckled skin.

"We ask them to jump, darling, and they do it without a second thought." Nayanthara looked up at Anushka with the most comforting crescent of a smile. "They melt under our kisses and long for nothing more than a woman's touch. A real woman, mind you. Not the girls seeking to entrap them in their skirts. I could give you and Krishan such pleasure. Everything you ever wanted and more."



"I'd never ..." Anushka took a step back.

"But you've already launched yourself, darling. You need only to take hold of God's breath like one of those wonderous new dirigibles." Nayanthara stood and gracefully walked over to Anushka. She reached up and moved Anushka's arms down by her sides and regarded the woman's exposed breasts. "Like two teardrops. Your feminine form takes my breath away. Imagine what it will do to young Krish."

"He's only eighteen." Anushka felt her nipples harden as Nayanthara reached up and rolled them between icy fingertips. "He's my son," Anushka squeaked. The whole room swam. It seemed different furnishings occupied the same space and pushed up against each other, time rubbing on time.



"Details." Nayanthara bent at her waist and gave Anushka's right nipple a lick with her frigid tongue. She thrilled as the housewife shuddered at her touch. She straightened and looked into Anushka's eyes. "We paid and received and the Devil took his due. All we need from you is your approbation, sweet Anushka."

Anushka swatted away Nayanthara's cold hands, covered up her boobs again, and ran from the living room. Less than a minute later, she fell into bed next to her beloved, snoring Ganesh. Her chest heaved and she pulled the covers over her head, calming herself some. She had simply gone too far with Krishan while helping him with his thing. Her conscience, using nightmares now, exerted its price. She wouldn't do anything inappropriate with Krishan again and all should return to normal. Her breathing slowed. And when things did return to normal, the nightmares would surely fade away.



On Wednesday, Shriya brought her new boyfriend home after college. Tharun was an affable boy. He was also a senior at the twin's high college. Shriya wanted him to see the wonderous expanse of the house she now occupied.

She brought him up to her tower room and he was indeed dazzled. Especially by the view.

"You can see for miles. Do you have neighbors?" Tharun held his hand over his eyes and looked through one of the north windows.

"Behind the trees to the south. They're pretty close actually, but we haven't met them yet." Shriya sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her. "Come here, Tharun."

Tharun turned and looked south. The trees weren't that far away, but he couldn't see the house hiding behind them. "What'd you have in mind?" He walked over and flopped on the bed.

The teenagers made out for a while.



Right in the middle of a rapturous moment as he wiggled his hand under Shriya's shirt, something tickled Tharun's foot. Tharun broke their kiss and looked down. He gave a started grunt and backed up against the headboard. A young man with freckles  smiled down at him from the foot of the bed. Tharun's tormentor wore baggy clothes with suspenders.

"What is it?" Shriya watched the color drain from her boyfriend's face.

"Who ..." Tharun pointed to the foot of the bed, looked at Shriya, and then back. The intruder was gone.

"What is it, Tharun?" Shriya looked down at the foot of the bed but could see nothing amiss.

"There was a boy here a second ago." Tharun stood and straightened his shirt. "He messed with my foot."

"Krishan's helping my parents in the basement, I think." Shriya frowned up at him.

"Not your brother." Tharun looked around the room but couldn't see anything but teenage clutter. "Look, I should probably get going. Can you walk me out? This house is ... really convoluted." He hugged his broad chest with his arms.

"Sure." Shriya got up, adjusted her bra, and led him downstairs. Once at the front door, she kissed him on the cheek. "Look, I'm sorry about whatever that was. We still on for Friday?"

"Sure." Tharun looked past her into the shadowy house. "Bye." He turned and jogged down the footpath, got into his car, and sped away.

Shriya closed the massive oak door with loud thud. That wasn't how she'd wanted her afternoon to go. She walked back upstairs to maybe listen to some music.



~~

[Krishan202]

In the middle of the night, Krishan woke with a start. Starlight filtered in through his open window from the moonless sky outside. What the heck, the window stood open again, letting in the cold night air. Why did it keep doing that? He knew he'd closed it this time. Krishan looked to see if his bedroom door was open too. It looked closed. Krishan didn't think Nayanthara would be responsible for something so petty. Or mean. She was so sweet to Krishan.


The sound of a muffled smash carried into his room through his closed door. It was a noise like someone dropping china on the floor. And then he heard a man's voice, also muffled by the door, but nearby.

"Who's the father, Nayan?" The man said. He had a quiver in his voice. The sound of someone on the edge. "Your little friend sung to me. Sung like a pretty bird. I know that is not my child you carry."

A pop sounded, like a firecracker, and Krishan's body jerked at the noise. He pulled his covers up around his chin and lay perfectly still.

"I will not countenance the buck's face, Nayan," the man said.

Krishan had read enough to know the man was saying he wouldn't allow his wife to cheat on him. To make him a cuckold.

"Come on out, Tommy." The man's voice dripped menace. "Tell me where your mother hides." The voice was closer to Krishan's door now. Five more pops went off, accompanied by the sound of splintering wood.

Krishan held his breath. Was his door locked? He heard the tinkling of metal. He guessed that the man carried a revolver and he'd dropped the spent bullet casings on the floor to reload.

A sudden awareness spread through Krishan's nerves. There was someone else in the bedroom with him. All his muscles contracted when a white shape sped toward him out of the shadows by the dead fireplace. He gave a long sigh when he saw Nayanthara's kind face. Her presence was somewhat less comforting when he saw her  eyes were wide with fright. She wore a long white nightgown that covered her ankles.



"Come now, young one," Nayanthara whispered. She offered her left hand to Krishan and the binary diamonds on her ring shimmered in the starlight. She looked over her shoulder at the door and then back to Krishan. "We mustn't let him find us here. He suspects our congress."

Wordless, Krishan took her hand. He'd forgotten how cold she was, her icy grip firm. He allowed her to pull him out of bed. The smooth floorboards beneath his bare feet were almost as cool as the woman's hand. Thank goodness for the warmth of his flannel pajamas.

"Storm's coming, Nayan," the man said. He might have been right outside the bedroom door. There was another clattering crash and two more pops. "When it arrives, even the Devil won't save you."

"Hurry." Nayanthara pulled Krishan directly toward the fireplace with some urgency.

As they approached, Krishan realized that the hearth was somehow sideways and a yawning black gap looked out at him from either side. "What?" He let her lead him into the darkness. They paused on the other side of the fireplace, Nayanthara moved her free hand against the wall, and with a quiet grinding the hearth swung back and closed them off from the bedroom.

"I had the builders install this hidden stairway without Vijay's knowledge." Nayanthara's voice held a muted tone in the enclosed space. "Even early in our marriage, he was a man of moods ofttimes deplorable. And, of course, the workmen were eager to please the lady of the house." Her frozen hand held firmly to Krishan's warm one. "Careful now, there's a step here. Good. And now here." She reached up and gripped his elbow with her free hand as she guided him down the winding stairs in the black. "Vijay still knows nothing of this passage."



"Thank God for that." Krishan took step after cautious step down and down.

"Yes." There was a smile in Nayanthara's voice. "Or someone."

"Where are we going?" Krishan opened his eyes as wide as he could but could see only blackness.

"The basement, dearie." Nayanthara steadied Krishan as he almost lost his balance. "And here we are, no more of those dreadful stairs, you brave boy." There was the sound of a flipped switch and then slow grinding. The basement hearth turned sideways and Nayanthara pulled Krishan through.

The living room down in the basement was the largest room in the house. There was a treadmill left by the previous owners in one corner and a billiard table that also came with the house nearby. They had put a couch down here and had perched their television on a carboard box near the fireplace. The only light in the room came from a nightlight Ganesh had plugged in near the stairs.

"I can't believe it." Krishan looked around as the fireplace swiveled closed behind them. "A secret staircase." He let the woman pull him over to the couch. She sat down and had him lie next to her, his head in her lap. The chill seeped out of her as she played with Krishan's hair, but he didn't mind.

"We'll be safe down here, darling. He never looks for us down here." Nayanthara paused and let the quiet around them bolster her words. "You must have had such a fright. I know just the thing to sooth you." She shrugged her arms out of her nightgown and lowered the garment past her breasts. Her nipples stood out prominent and dark on her alabaster breasts. She slid her hips down to the edge of the couch and propped Krishan's head on her bulging belly. "There now, drink and calm yourself."

"I don't understand." The icy tips of her fingers pressed against his cheek and turned his mouth toward her breast. With her other hand, she squeezed her right tit and plopped the nipple between his lips. Then Krishan understood. The sweetest, most delicious tangy flavor filled his mouth and he gulped it down. The temperature was the same as milk taken straight from the fridge. All his muscles relaxed and Krishan gave into the most wonderful drink he'd ever tasted.



"There now. That's a good boy." Nayanthara looked down at him with a soft smile. "Everything's better now. I'll take care of you."

"Mmmmmmmm," Krishan said.

"I just have a favor to ask, Krish." She stroked his cheek softly as he drank. "If I am to maintain my visits, you'll need to have your mother take another step. She is most resistant to me, you see."

"Mmmmmmm?" Krishan continued gulping that sweet, cold milk.

"Have her take care of you again. But this time, darling, I'd like her to use her breasts to satisfy your cravings." Nayanthara purred the words. "Understand? Those ruby-tipped globes are wasted on that father of yours. Clear enough?"

Krishan nodded and sucked. Nayanthara wanted him to coax a titjob out of his mom. There was some aversion on Krishan's part to the idea, but he would do anything to keep Nayanthara around. And one little titjob wouldn't hurt anyone. He'd just have to find a way to convince his sweet mother. Krishan drifted off to sleep at Nayanthara's breast.



Birds sung and cool morning light fell over Krishan's bed. He woke with a start and sat up in bed. He knew the night's events had been no dream. He needed to find the courage to do as Nayanthara asked. Even if it took some time, he'd find a way.

~~

Anushka made breakfast Saturday morning. The kitchen was finally coming together. Ganesh and Anushka had installed the new stove the day before and it worked perfectly. Also, they now had a dishwasher, thank God. The sink worked as it should. They'd even done half the countertops. Of course, this was only part of one small room and they had a whole mansion to update. But slow and steady wins the race.

"Where's Krish?" Anushka called over her shoulder from the stove.

"In the shower, I think." Shriya called back from the dining room table where she read a book. She knew what her brother did in the shower, which is why she had taken the unoccupied bathroom on the other side of the second floor as her own. Boys were so gross.



Ganesh stepped up next to his wife and gave Anushka's round bottom a good smack. "Sure you don't want to come with us? Who knows what secrets we'll unearth at the library?"

"I'm sure, Ganesh." Anushka smiled at him and flipped the bacon in the pan. "I could use my beauty rest."

[Krishan202]

"If you get any more beautiful, Anu, you'll burn a hole in my heart." Ganesh kissed her rosy cheek and looked down at the frying pan. "Speaking of which, we better get that exhaust fan working. This smells great, but we don't want grease all over our new kitchen."

"Our partially new kitchen, you mean."

"Our soon to be completely new kitchen, I mean." Ganesh gave her butt another satisfying smack and went to pour himself some coffee. "Don't miss me too much today, Anu."

"Don't worry, honey," Anushka said. "I'll have Krish to keep me company while you two are gone." The sudden unbidden image of Krishan's enormous penis flashed in Anushka's mind. She blinked and willed the thought away. "Back to normal, back to normal," she muttered.



"What was that, dear?" Ganesh took a long sip of hot coffee.

"Nothing, Ganesh. I hope you and Shriya have fun today." Anushka couldn't quite seem to get the image of her son's throbbing penis out of her mind. Maybe a good nap would really do her some good.
~~

Krishan tried to get up the courage to ask his mother for more help with his dick, just as Nayanthara wanted. But he put it off and put it off. Instead, when she went down for a nap, he took the opportunity to fap. Maybe once he came, he'd have the courage to ask her for a titjob. But honestly, he didn't know how she'd ever say yes.

Naked, sitting in his desk chair, he opened up the computer folder with pictures of  women. He hadn't found a model yet that really looked like Nayanthara, but these women helped him fantasize. Pretty soon he was really going at it, both hands on his dick and looking at a particularly busty, freckled woman. Maybe after his mom's nap he'd ask her for what Nayanthara wanted. Hopefully they'd still have enough time before the other half of the family arrived home.



~~

In her dream, Anushka walked out of the Mansion on a beautiful morning, the sun streaming down. There were trees around the house she did not recognize. She twirled in her dress, so happy for modern fashion with the abandonment of the bustle. These new dresses beautifully flared from her waist all the way to the ground. A carriage waited for her, the horses eager and whinnying. She took her husband's right hand in her left and walked down the merry front path. The scent of spring blossoms hung in the air. Her husband was a tall man she recognized from somewhere, but couldn't quite place him. It seemed she should know her husband, she thought. He was handsome and barrel chested, with a mustache, top hat, and long jacket.

"Who's the father, Anu." Her husband's grip became a vice on her hand and Anushka shrieked in pain.



"I don't know what you mean, Vijay." Anushka hollered as the bones in her hand popped. As things do in dreams, it became clear his name was Vijay. This was Vijay Varma. The thought seared into Anushka's brain. The delicate bones in her left hand broke one by one as Vijay squeezed harder and harder. Anushka screamed. "Please ..."

"Is it the boy?" Vijay turned his dark eyes on her and there was nothing behind them. Only a deep, unending blackness. "Give him succor now. Protect him as you will. But if it is he that planted that pernicious seed, I will away with you both."

Anushka sat up in bed gasping for air, clutching her blanket to her naked breasts. What a terrible nightmare. She managed to catch her breath and then looked at the bedside clock. It was eleven in the morning. Such a horrific dream for such a short nap. She held up her left hand and thought she could see the red imprint of fingers along the back slowly fading away. She made a fist and released it, looking at her wedding ring. Her hand was fine. It was just a dream. There was no red handprint now. She must have imagined it.



"Krish," she whispered to herself. "I must succor my child." Anushka climbed out of bed, her naked breasts bouncing. The words that escaped her mouth seemed both foreign and completely at home. "Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from Him," Anushka whispered. She only wore her panties and that would never do, so Anushka scanned the room. She found one of her husband's large t-shirts and threw it on, giving her some modesty. "To help Krish is to help Him. And God asks for the aid of the righteous." On bare feet, Anushka padded out of her room and down the long hall. She didn't know where she was going.

Once at the other end of the hall, she looked around. Why was she there? The stairs went up to the east tower just before her, but Shriya was at the library with her father. There was a bathroom to her left, but she didn't need that. A soft grunting sound came muffled through Krishan's bedroom door. Succor the child. Anushka knew what she needed to do.

A bath towel hung by the shower in the bathroom. Anushka stepped in there and grabbed it. She then crossed the hall and opened Krishan's door without knocking.

Anushka should have been shocked, embarrassed, or at least disturbed by what she saw, but all she could think was that Krishan needed her help. He sat naked in his desk chair, looking at a picture of a voluptuous, naked woman on his computer monitor. Both hands furiously pumped at that hard, giant penis between his legs. Sweat beaded on his arms, shoulders, and face. His cheeks were red with the effort of his task. His hands stopped when his mother barged in, but they still held onto the veiny shaft. He made no effort to hide or cover himself. Instead he pivoted his chair to face her.

"You can't get it to come out, can you?" Anushka stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. "I think God sent me a dream so that I'd help you."

"What?" Krishan glanced back at the picture of the naked with huge boobs and freckles. He then looked back at his mom. "Oh, yeah. I do need help." Krishan finally registered what she was wearing. One of his dad's big t-shirts and completely bare legs. Because the t-shirt hung so low, he couldn't even tell if she had panties on.



"Okay, pumpkin." Anushka flashed a brief, nervous smile. "Mom's on the job." She took a step into the room and stopped. She twisted the towel in both hands. "Unless ... it's too weird for you ... you know ... having me touch you again."

"No, it's okay." Krishan thought of Nayanthara and wanted very much to make the dead woman happy. "The last time you did it, I felt so much better afterward."

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"Well, let's get you taken care of then." Anushka walked over to Krishan, rolled his chair way from the desk, spun him so that he was facing the monitor again, and kneeled down on the floor. She placed the towel next to her right knee. "You can look at that picture if it speeds things along."

"Thanks, Mom." Krishan didn't care much about the naked women on his monitor at the moment.

"Should I ...?" She looked up at the monstrosity, her brown eyes wide, her pupils dilated. "Should I use my mouth again?" Anushka reached forward with her right hand and tentatively caressed his right testicle. It was so heavy and full.

Krishan nodded.

"I can do that. The mouth isn't cheating. Right?" She looked past the penis at his skinny chest and thin arms. Such a miracle that this mighty tool would belong to her slight son.

"Right, Mom."

"Just don't tell your father, Krish." She circled the shaft with the fingers on her left hand and gently closed them. It was so incredibly thick. "Or anyone else." Anushka's focus when to the purplish top of his thing. Such an angry color for such a mild boy. She raised herself up a little on her knees and slowly slid the wide, flared head between her lips.



"I won't tell anyone." Krishan secretly crossed his fingers as he said this. He'd sure as heck tell Nayanthara.

"Ggggoooooogggghhhhh." Anushka had wanted to say good, but the cockhead got in her way. She bobbed her head in small quick strokes, remembering how best to service Krishan from last time. His thing was so dissimilar to his father's. This was an almost completely different act than the marital fellatio Anushka often performed. She moved her other hand to his pole and pumped up and down with both hands, squeezing tightly. The more she practiced, the more fluid it seemed.

"You're the best, Mom." Krishan sighed and slouched further into his chair. Anushka looked amazing with her pretty face contorted around his dick. Her crows-feet wrinkles etched themselves a little deeper as she struggled to blow her son. Her nostrils flared as she forced herself to breathe through her nose. "I hope Dad appreciates you."



Anushka popped her mouth off Krishan's thing and looked up at his young, handsome face. "He does, Krish." Then she went right back to sucking.

On the other side of town at that moment, Ganesh chewed on a pencil, reading through some very old files. He was close to something big. He just knew it. Something really big. He had no idea how close his wife was at that moment to something even bigger.

Back in the Mansion, Krishan looked up from his mother's bobbing brown hair to his monitor. Instead of the model he expected, he saw Nayanthara's beauty staring back at him. Confused, he blinked several times. On the screen, Nayanthara nodded her head and the camera panned back. He could see that the ghost sat naked in a wingback chair, by a roaring fire. Her heavy boobs,  and fiery bush were all on full display. She grabbed a breast in each hand, squeezed them together, and moved them up and down. Krishan understood. He nodded at the monitor and Nayanthara winked an eye back at him. She dropped her breasts and leaned forward in her wingback chair in anticipation of what was to come.



"Hey, Mom." Krishan looked down at Anushka as she worked his dick. "That feels ... really great. But could I ...?"

Anushka spit out his thing and looked up at him again. "What is it, Krish?" She panted a little. It was hard to get in enough air just breathing through her nose. "I'm here to help."

"Could you ... I mean ... would you ...?" Krishan stammered.

"Yes?" Her hands still slid slowly up and down his penis as she looked up.

"Could you do it with your boobs?" Krishan spit the words out quickly.

"With my ...?" Anushka turned it over in her head a moment and then understood. "Ohhhh. I see." Her hands kept up their work as she thought about the request. "Really, Krish?" She cocked her head at him. "Really?"

"Yeah, Mom. Please?" Krishan could already tell she was going to do it by the look in her eyes. "It wouldn't be cheating."

"I suppose not. It's not cheating if it's just the boobs." She let go of her son's thing and reached for the hem of her husband's shirt with both hands. She pulled off the shirt and tossed it behind her. Her boobs dropped and jiggled.



"They're beautiful, Mom." Krishan fixed his stare on those magnificent tits. They hung perfectly on her chest, large, round and full. With thick pink nipples and small areolas. Krishan pulled his eyes away and looked at the monitor behind his mom. Nayanthara smiled broadly. His eyes dropped down to his mom's face and he could see her cheeks were redder than usual.

"Thank you for the compliment, Krish." Dressed only in her black panties, Anushka held her breasts, scooted herself forward, and wrapped them around his tool. She figured there was enough spit left over from the blowjob for lubrication. "I've never done this before, so it may take me a minute to figure it out." She softly bit the tip of her tongue in concentration and tried one long pump with her breasts, using her hands to move her boobs up and down. Satisfied with the result, she did it again and again. Pretty soon she had an awkward, but consistent rhythm.

"Dad's missing out." Krishan couldn't look away from what his sweet mom was doing to him.



"It's okay." Anushka raised her eyes from Krishan's thing and looked up into her son's face. She could see the pleasure written there as he gritted his teeth. That she could bring her son such joy filled her with happiness. "I wouldn't be able to do this for Ganesh anyway. Not like this." She looked back down at the monster that slid between her tightly pressed boobs. "He's so different from you, Krish."

Back at the library, Ganesh held up a paper excitedly. The plans, he'd found the plans. This would make their work so much easier and might solve the mystery of the locked room. When he brought a copy home, Anushka would be so thrilled. This would surely be the most exciting thing she'd seen all day. He poured over the plans.

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In the Mansion, Krishan looked over his mother's shoulder as she worked so hard to bring him off. On his monitor, he could see Nayanthara, still naked in her chair, biting her fingernails in expectation. Nayanthara nodded at Krishan and made the same volcano explosion motions with her hands that she'd made while watching him and Anushka in the study the other day. Krishan resolved not to disappoint her this time.



"Are you close, sweetie?" Anushka stared down at that purple dome as it slipped between her cleavage.

"Not ... yet ..." If Krishan warned her, she'd use the towel to finish him. Nayanthara didn't want that. So instead, he grunted and let loose. Cum rocketed out of his dick, splashing up into Anushka's face and hair. It also flew through the air and landed on the wood floor all around them.

On the computer monitor, Nayanthara silently bounced up and down on her chair, clapping her hands wildly and laughing with great joy.

"Eeeewwwwwwww." Anushka closed her eyes, let go of her boobs, and turned away from the spewing thing. "Oh, my gosh, Krish. It's in my face." She could still feel cum landing on her side as she wiped the hot, salty mess off her lips and out of her eyes. "You can't just do that, Krish. You have to let me know." Anushka blindly reached for the towel by her knee, found it, and brought it up to her face. After a few seconds, she felt no more sperm landing on her, so at least he was done.



"Sorry ... Mom." Krishan didn't have a bible verse for this situation, but he did have a handy aphorism. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission. He chose not to share it with her. "It was just ..." he panted and looked at the mess he'd made. There was cum all over his stomach, thighs, and his mostly naked mother. The floor around them was a mess. It really had been a volcanic eruption. "It was just so ... sudden." Krishan glanced at the monitor and the image of Nayanthara was gone, replaced by the model from before.

"It's okay, pumpkin." It dawned on Anushka that in trying to do God's will, she'd just bathed herself in what seemed like a gallon of teenage cum. That realization, was followed by another. She was incredibly wet. She'd been so focused on her son's pleasure, that she hadn't even noticed how much her body had responded to the acts they'd just committed. "I'm going to go take a shower and wash all this off." Anushka stood gingerly, rubbing the towel against her breasts to remove some of the congealing sperm there. "I want you to clean up this mess right away." She walked to the door.

"Of course." Krishan didn't move from the chair. He watched her panty-clad butt as she walked to the door, opened it, and disappeared down the hall. "Sorry." He called after her. And he was sorry. Or at least a part of him was. But another part of him reveled in what had just happened and how Nayanthara would reward him the next time she paid him a visit.



When Anushka got in the shower, much to her surprise, she found her hand moving to her vagina. She took a long, hot shower and orgasmed several times as she masturbated, thinking about how she had just satisfied her son. They were some of the best orgasms she'd had in years. Maybe, just maybe, she'd offer to help Krishan out another time. Only if he still needed her help.



To be continue...

[Delhidevil2021]

Brother.....Write on Kareena Kapoor and Sharaddha kappor

[Rajaryanea]

Happy Birthday sai pallavi .

[ashw]

Anushka is My Wife,My Love,My Honey,My Sweetheart





Anushka is my wife and I am her hubby..She is made for me only...I hug her tightly and lick her whole naked body and fuck her daily day and night with my monster dick very very hard in every position of Kamasutra and in her every hole..She moaning loudly and enjoy real pleasure with me in bed...She is My LOVE, My JAAN.

[kamapriyan1]

Good one
Worth a wait

[Dhinesh]

Waiting for Aishwarya Rajesh story.....

[Rajaryanea]

Brother.....Write on Kareena Kapoor and Sharaddha kappor

Bro give us regular updates . I was about to request for 2 updates a day . But you aren't uploading atleast one update per day. Please update daily

[Krishan202]

All credits goes to original writer anita8003(IIS)


Malvika Sharma was in the Junior College. She was very close with one of the primary teachers. This lady, Meena kumari madam, as Malvika called her, used to take her out for coffee or sometimes to shopping and buy her gifts and chocolates. 





While roaming out Meena kumari maam used to get some phone calls and she would immediately drop Malvika at the near bus stand and take auto and go somewhere. One day Malvika asked her where she goes in such a hurry. Meena kumari asked her whether she would like to meet some young boys of plus two. Malvika was very shy but curious. Meena kumari did not force her, but would tell her in many occasions how exciting it would be to be touched and kissed by handsome young boys! Finally Malvika agreed to go with her.





Meena kumari told her, she would take to one Pragathi madams flat and there they can meet these boys, if she likes she can sit with them and have fun. Finally Malvika agreed and one day Meena kumari called her early from the college and took her to a very posh society.





When they reached the flat, they were very lovingly invited inside by middle aged good looking lady. She was Pragathi. Pragathi, patted Malvikas, cheeks and said,”as you said, Meena kumari, she is really very beautiful”. Come inside and have some cool drinks.


While they were having the lime juice, Pragathi asked Meena kumari “is she ready to meet the boys? Meena kumari said, she is interested, but they should be good.





Pragathi said, Look Malvika, I would not force you for anything, I will call one boy who is studying in 12th and very good looking nice guy. If you like him, and only if you like you can have fun with him. Is it ok? He is very rich and if you want, I can get good money from him.


Malvika said she didnt want any money, but agreed to meet the boy.


Pragathi took the phone and called someone. They talked for few minutes. Then she said, “lucky, he is free and is coming with half an hour. While waiting why dont you see some nice videos and get really excited?


Meena kumari giggled and took her to the bed room. There was a tv with big screen and cd player and many cds. Pragathi came inside and said, I will show a good one, It is for you to learn how a young girl of your age enjoys sex.





Malvika was shocked to hear the word sex. Any way she way curious to see the sex video. She had heard about them but has never seen any.


It was a Japanese video of a young boy and a girl. The movie started with the boy and the girl kissing. Malvika was taken aback seeing the way they kiss! The boy was sucking the girls tongue. Infact, both were sucking each others tongue for a long time. Malvika felt herself becoming wet between her legs. Slowly the girl and the boy removed each others dress. After this what she saw was the most shocking. The girl started sucking the boys cock.



Then Pragathi said, watch it, observe how that girl give real pleasure to that boy. You should learn how to please your man.


“But isnt it disgusting?”

[Krishan202]

“There is nothing disgusting in sex”, If you like the boy, you would enjoy doing it.”


Suddenly the door bell rang. Pragathi got up and said, “Dont come out now”, you can look through the gap of the door and make sure that you dont know the boy. I dont want you to get in trouble.”


Pragathi went into the living room and opened the door. Malvika and Meena kumari were watching. The Malvika saw a lean young boy of about 19, he was tall and fair. Malvika really liked him. Meena kumari said ” oh, it is Vicky!”





“You know him?”
“Inside out”
“What do you mean”
“I only taught him”
“You mean, you and him …?”
“Yes, of course” And he is really really cute. you are lucky to have some one like him for the first time.”


Malvika was red with embarrassment.


Then Pragathi madam came to the room.


“Did you see him”
Yes
Do you know him?
No.
And do you like him.


Malvika blushed. she could not answer. Both Meena kumari and Pragathi laughed.
“mmm, she wants him. Look at her blushing.”


Pragathi took her hand and lead her to the living room





Vicky was sitting on the sofa. Pragathi took Malvika and sat opposite. Vicky was very excited looking at Malvika. He could not remove his eyes from the beautiful bulge of her breast on her uniform.


This is Malvika, and Malvika this is Vicky.


Both of them said, Hai.
Do you like her.
Vicky said. ofcourse yes.
“And You, Malvika?”
Malvika looked down smiling.
Pragathi laughed and said, “See her blushing. She too likes you”


“Now that both of you like each other, Malvika, why dont you go and sit near Vicky, while I get him some cool drink?


Malvika slowly got up. Pragathi also stood up and pushed her towards Vicky. Malvika sat next to him. He was also little embarrassed. Pragathi said, Hey, love birds, Now, dont fool. If you like each other, you should kiss each other.


Vicky was hesitant.


Pragathi said, Vicky put you arm around her and give her a hug and kiss.


Vicky slowly put his arm around her. She could smell his deo mixed with the smell of sweat. He touched her cheeks with his lips.


“Hey not like that, said Pragathi. On her lips.”


Vicky brushed his lips on hers holding her head.


She felt his lips press on hers.





“Open your mouth, Malvika”, You should know how to give and recieve kisses.”


She slowly opened her mouth. She remembered the girl in the movie. She felt Vicky’s tongue entering hers. She opened more, he pushed his tongue fully and began to explore. She could smell cigarettes and she liked the smell of his breath.


Now give your tongue to him, said Pragathi, who was watching keenly. Vicky opened his mouth and she slowly pushed her tongue inside. The whole action was so excited and she was worried that her wetness would ooze out through her panties.


“Now Vicky, you can explore her body more, while I bring you your drink.”


Pragathi went into the kitchen. Vicky took his other hand and touched her breast and slowly pressed it. Malvika could not look into his eyes. She liked his touch. He pressed both breasts. Pragathi came back with the orange juice.


“Hey, Malvika, this is not right, Why dont you open your shirt for him?”


Malvika hesitantly opened two buttons of her shirt. Vicky put his hand inside and touched her breast over her bra. Slowly he put his hand inside her bra and pressed her naked skin. His fingers encircled her right nipple.





While doing this he once again turned her face towards him and pushed his tongue inside her mouth.


Malvika was worried that her panties was soaking wet and the wetness will not wet the sofa. Then suddenly, Vicky puts his hand on her legs over her skirt. His hands goes inside and touches her panties. She stops him by holding his hands. But he already knew she was wet. He takes out his hand and smells it and gives her a wicked smile. She becomes red with embarrassment.


Pragathi madam comes back “OK. love birds, have u warmed up properly?, Would u like to go to bed room?


Vicky stands up. Malvika was not sure.


Pragathi, pulls her up by holding her hand and tells, “dont worry, he will not eat u up. Or will you Vicky?





“No”
“Hey, don’t you want to eat her?”
“Oh you mean that— that of course I would like to”
“mmm, give her your expert lick. From what I hear from Meena kumari, you are an excellent licker.
“She only taught me that”
“One day I have to test it myself”
“Any time maam, I am sure I would enjoy it and you would smell great.”


“Come on, lovebirds, go and enjoy yourselves in the bed room”


She takes both of them to the master bedroom.


“Don’t lock the door, I will ask Meena kumari to get you some water”. Meanwhile you can continue with your activities. Malvika, make him happy and he also would make you happy.”


The moment Pragathi goes out of the room, Vicky gives a tight embrace and once again starts kissing her. Now he started unbuttoning her shirt and slowly removes it. She is with only bra now. He unhooks it from behind and strait goes to her right breast with his hot lips. while caressing the other. He sucks her nipples, first pulling it with his lips tightly and then opens his mouth fully and takes her small breasts fully into his mouth. Her breast becomes wet with his saliva. He tickles her nipples with his tongue. She felt as if she is getting electric shocks.





Then her teacher Meena kumari enters with a jug and tumbler of water. She laughs


“Oh, so You have started drinking the milk, have her honey also later”
“Her honey is already oozing out and I am going to lap it up fully.”
“Malvika, he is an expert. He should be. Because I taught him”.
“You should also teach her your tricks with the mouth, maam”
“Of course, I shall come later.”
“Bring some cigarettes too”
“Sure”

[Krishan202]

As soon as Meena kumari leaves, Vicks pushes Malvika on the bed and removes her skirt. He laughed when he saw her fully wet white panties and even though Malvika made a feeble attempt to stop him, he removed her panties. Her pussy is now exposed. She covers it with her hands, he removes her hands gently and brings his face close to it.





He sniffs and says, “God, this smells really good, better that Meena kumari miss.”


He spreads her cunt lips and licks her clit with his tongue. He gives strong and hard strokes. His tongues goes down to her pussy hole and comes up giving upward stroks. Malvika is in heaven. She shudders several times. She did not know then that it was her first orgasm. He pulls her legs up and keeps them pressed on her belly. Now even her ass hole is exposed. His tongue goes down and he started licking her ass hole. She was not sure how clean it was and wondered whether it stank. However he seemed to enjoy every thing.


Then suddenly he moves up and removes his pants and underwear and lies down on the bed arms extending up.


“Come on lick my nipples” he said.


Malvika, now fully naked, climbs on him and started licking his nipples. His chest was smooth without any hair, but she could not get his nipples between her lips, so she licks over one. He pushed her face to the other nipple. His nipples became soaked with her saliva.





Then she felt his hand on her head. He was pushing her down. Her face reached his naval. She puts her tongue into it. Then further he pushed her head down. Now she knew what he wanted, but was not sure how to go about it. Her face is now on his pubic hair. His cock is pushing on her chin. He lifts it with his hand and gives it into her mouth. She opened her mouth and his cock enters it.


His cock smelled faintly of urine. He had not gone to the bathroom to wash it, she remembered. But she liked the smell. She remembered the girl in the movie and extended her tongue to lick at the lower part of his cock. Then she covers it with her mouth. His cock was long but not very big. It fitted into her mouth. He caught hold of her hair and began to move her head up and down.





Suddenly Meena kumari entered the room with the cigarettes.


“You love birds are very fast.” Now you enjoy your smoke, while I will teach her some tricks.


Malvika had sat down hiding her face from her teacher.


Meena kumari asks Vicky to lift his legs. Now his balls and ass hole is exposed. Meena kumari pushes Malvika’s face on his balls.


“Lick them. Make them wet with your saliva.


Malvika lick his balls. One and then the other.


“Try to take one into your mouth”


Malvika take his big one on the right into her mouth and pulls it tightly. Then she releases it. She found it funny that both are not equal in size. One was bigger.But she could not take the smaller and pull it like the other.





“Now lick below them.,that is the place men are more sensitive”


Meena kumari lifts Vicky’s both balls up and makes place of Malvika to lick there. Malvika licks while knowing that his ass hole is just an inch below.


“Lick with force, from down up.”


Malvika obeys.


“Now you can go little more down”


Malvika knew what she meant, Meena kumari wants her to lick his ass hole. Vicky gives a loud laugh.


When her lips reached his ass hole she could clearly smell it. In any other time she would have been horrified. But strangely, she did not feel it disgusting and she remembered that he too licked her there.


So what the hell, she started licking.


“Wow, that is great, Vicky said.
“She is a fast learner.” said Meena kumari.
“Hey, miss, give me some milk, please.” Vicky asked Meena kumari.
“But you have to pay extra for that”
Sure.


Meena kumari removed her top and lifted one side of her bra.She climbed on the bed and gives one of her nipples in his mouth. Vicky, throws down the cigarette and started sucking her breast, while Malvika was licking his asshole.


“Malvika, you can come up a little and attend to his cock for some time, and then go back” Meena kumari gave instructions to Malvika.





“Hey don’t bite off my nipple buddy”. It seems due to his excitement Vicky was little hard on her breast. He began to slurp on her breast giving loud noise.


“Don’ you want to fuck her”? Meena kumari asked.


Sure. I want, other wise I will come all over my belly.”


Malvika get up, now lie down, let do what he wants.


Malvika was now really nervours. She never expected the things will reach to real fucking. Till now she is a virgin. She lies down closing her eyes. She felt Vicky climbing on her. He pushed her legs apart. She could feel his cock on her belly.


“Wait, let me get some jelly, I dont want her to feel any pain” Meena kumari gets the jelly and applied it on his cock. Malvika felt his hot cock touching and rubbing on her clit for some time and then it moved slowly down, and then it reached the mouth of her pussy, it started entering into her. Her belly and thy muscles became tight.


“Relax, dont worry, you are going to enjoy it. Meena kumari said stroking her nipples.
“Push it slowly”


He pushed and suddenly it was inside her. She felt sudden pain inside, but he had started pumping in and out. She wanted to push him away, but he had put his arm around her and started pumping in and out. One of her nipple was inside his mouth. He was sucking it and the other was being pinched by Meena kumari. She was in heaven. She hugged him tightly and began to shudder unable to control herself. Meena kumari laughed aloud.





Hey look, she came. Wasnt it great, Malvika?”

[Krishan202]

Vicky was in full speed. He began to moan and then Malvika felt something warm spreading inside her. He shuddered several times. Suddenly he became heavy on her and he fell on one side, totally exhausted. She felt something oozing out of her pussy. He has come into her. She realized it with shock.





“Dont worry, you r not going to have any baby. Pragathi maam will give a tablet to take care of that.


Meena kumari seems to enjoy seeing both the teens after having a terrible sex.


Vicky, do you want me to suck you clean? But that again will cost you.


Be my guest. Please.


Meena kumari bends down and took his now soft cock into her mouth and began to suck. After licking the wet cock dry, she smacks her lips and said, “Vicky, your cum always tastes good. And Malvika, your pussy smells and tastes really good. I could get both your taste on his cock.





That was the first experience of Malvika. She continue to visit Pragathi’s flat for several months. For more than two months, Vicky was her partner, they were almost falling in love. But one day, madam introduced her to another boy. He was much older than Vicky.


When Meena kumari madam told her one day that Pragathi madam has asked her to go to her flat, Malvika expected Vicky. Pragathi never allowed them to have personal communication.”Whenever you want to fuck, you can come to my flat, it is safe” She wont mention that it was actually Vicky’s money that was important for her. But Malvika says, Pragathi never forced her, she was very loving. Real seduction.


Meena kumari couldn’t join her that day, so Malvika hired a taxi and reached Pragathi’s place. Though Malvika refused to accept any money in the beginning,Pragathi would insist her to keep some, In thousands. But Malvika was scared that her parents would come across this money. She didn’t know how much Pragathi collected from Vicky. Then Malvika wanted to buy the new generation mobile, as many girls in her class used them. She came to know that it costed more than 15 grants. She has casually mentioned this to Meena kumari miss,who told Pragathi. Pragathi immediately assured her she will give her this money in a week. Malvika was a little nervous whether Vicky would know that she was taking money for their relationship.





When she reached Pragathi’s place she was received as usual by the smiling Pragathi. Malvika baby, come in. Malvika looked around for Vicky. No one was there. Pragathi said,”No, Vicky is not coming, today I would introduce you to a new friend, if you don’t mind.”


Malvika was hesitant. she wanted just to explore sex and she was happy with Vicky. She never thought of becoming a call girl type having relation with many. As if reading her mind, Pragathi said, “Don’t be a fool Malvika, Do you think Vicky is in love with you. Every time he pays me for fucking you. For him you are just a sex object. Men are like that. He is very rich and he will be having girl friends of his class”


That was heart breaking for Malvika.


“Don’t worry, that is why I always tell you to take money.” You want 15000, I can get another boy who is ready for this. And if you don’t feel bad, he is Vicky’s friend and it was Vicky who told this boy about you.I got his phone call today asking for you. I have asked him to come. I am sure he doesn’t know you. If you like, as I always tell you, if you like- then only you can go with him.But remember, today, Meena kumari is also not there and I have to send him back if you refuse, that will be bad for my credibility. So try your best.”





Malvika was almost in tears. Though she knew Vicky was not in love with her and she can never have such a rich guy as her life partner, she had grown fond of him and she believed Vicky really liked her. It was shocking that he was just using her up. Now he has even recommended her to someone else.


“He will be here anytime”


And then the bell rang. Pragathi opened the door and a dark heavy boy of about 20 entered.
“Hi, Riaz, come in.
This is Malvika.
Oh hi Malvika.”
Malvika was very nervous. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t like the fat face of the boy. He has a sly smile on his face, as if he knew her as a slut.


“Come on sit down.” and Malvika come here” Pragathi asked her to sit near her opposite of Riaz.
“So, do you like her?”
“Sure. Why not? Vicky say she is best”.
Malvika cringed when she heard this remark.
Then Pragathi said her usual words. “Why don’t you go and sit beside him and get warmed up when I get some drink for him”
She always liked to see the young couples necking and kissing, giving them instructions etc.


Malvika hesitantly got up and slowly walked across and sat near him.
He immediately put his arm around her. With his other hand he covered her left breast.


“mmm not so fast Riaz, first give her some kisses. I would say, the first thing the lovers do is to like the smell of each others’ breath”


Riaz turned her face towards him holding her cheeks with one hand and pressed his thick lips on hers. She was reluctant to opened her mouth though she knew Pragathi would tell her to. But he grunted with his harsh voice “Open your lips.”


His breath had a strong smell of onions and garlic. He must have had some spicy Chinese food few minutes back. She felt miserable but she opened her lips. He forced his tongue into her mouth. He was exploring every corner, it reached even her throat. His saliva was flowing into her mouth.


Pragathi laughed aloud “Hey you are very hot, don’t eat her up, slow down man” and walked into the kitchen.


Riaz, showed his hand below her skirt and reached towards her panties. “Vicky says you give the best blowjob” “I cant wait”. She had to turn her face when he talked to her to avoid the stink of his mouth. She didn’t say anything. Yes I am the best slut, she thought. Pragathi came with some soft drink.


“Don’t you have any beer here?” Riaz asked.
“I thought you don’t drink.” I can get right now. She goes back brought a bottle of beer and mug.
“What about her”
“No, she doesn’t drink. None of my girls drink.”


He poured the drink and had a sip. Then he turned his attention to her caressing her breasts over her shirt.





“Have you brought the money?”
“Oh sorry. here it is” He took a bundle of 500 rupee notes and offered to Pragathi.
“Give it to her, she is the one who is going to make you happy.”
He gave the money to her.
“No, No, You put it inside her bra”, Malvika, open the buttons for him”
Riaz watched with his sly smile while she slowly unbuttoned her shirt.


He thrust the notes into her bra, pressing her soft boobs.”Now you can give it to me while he enjoys your body.”
Malvika took the bundle and gave it to her. While sitting back, Riaz caught her by her waist and put her on his lap.





He began to suck her tongue hardly.Now his breath smelled of beer too. His hands removed one of her breast from inside the bra and began to kneed on it. Then he bent his head and began to suck her breasts. His thick lips almost enclosed her small breasts. He pulled her nipples with a tight grip of his lips till she cried out with pain. He chuckled.


“Come on guys, use the bed”

[Krishan202]

They got up and reached the bed room. As soon as they entered, he stood near the bed and asked her to kneel down before him. She knew what he wanted. She wanted to tell him to wash before, but seeing his mood, she dint dare to.
The moment her face was near his fly, he opened it and took out his huge black cock and pushed it towards her face.
“Suck it, suck it” He was talking like a porn character.


She saw his cock was different that Vicky’s. It had no foreskin. It had the same dark color all over. The head was very thick. Surprisingly it did not stink. Vicky’s always had a faint smell of urine, though she liked it.


She opened her mouth, extended her tongue and began to lick the lower part of the head of his cock, as she had seen in many porn movies Pragathi showed her to teach her.She held it in her hand and started licking his balls and slowly brought her tongue to the tip. She saw a huge drop of pre-cum oozing out from his pee hole. After some hesitation she licked it up. She knew it doesn’t have any taste. Now she took his cock inside her mouth and started moving her head while tickling the head with her tongue. His cock felt very rough. Like the hand of a farmer. Vicky’s was soft ever when in complete erection.





He held her head and began to fuck her face. But when his cock touched her throat, she gagged and jerked her head back. Her eyes filled with tears due to gagging. Again he caught her head and began to fuck her face. She allowed him, she had no other choice. luckily, Pragathi entered the room with the beer mug and said, “Hey,be soft on her. She is just 18, treat her with care.”


“OK OK sorry.


He removed his cock from her mouth and walked towards the bed. Malvika got up. Pragathi gave the beer mug in her hand. “Keep it on the side table. Let him sip it slowly when you give him your nice blow.” And you know, she likes to give rim job too”


That shocked Malvika, Only Meena kumari knew that she did it to Vicky. In fact it was Meena kumari who tricked her into doing it. And Vicky had done the same to her in the beginning. There was no need for madam to mention it.
“I know, Vicky has told me” Riaz said with a sly laugh.


Another dagger into her heart!!!


By this time Riaz had already removed his clothes and was lying naked with legs wide spread.
“Hey, you have a nice gym body.” Pragathi said looking at his bulging biceps and chest muscles.
“Thanks.”
“Malvika, what you are waiting for? Remove your clothes and start giving him the pleasure worth for his money.
Malvika knew she had said it purposely to remind her that ultimately she was only a slut.





She slowly removed her clothes and climbed on the bed and sat between his legs. He was leaning on double pillows grinning, waiting for her to start.


She closed her eyes. She didn’t want them to see her tears. She started licking his balls and cock, taking it fully into her mouth. His cock became wet with her saliva.


Pragathi had gone out. Riaz lifted his legs and opened the cheeks of his ass.
“Lick there.” Let me feel your tongue there” “Vicky says you take him to heaven”


(Vicky again, Malvika thought with bitterness).


Her face was close to his asshole. The smell was too strong. But now there is no going back. She began to lick. He spread it apart so that she can see his pink asshole. It was soft, not like his rough cock. She pushed her tongue into and that made him cry out. “Wow that is great, do it again. You are really great.” Lick my asshole, Put your tongue inside, eat it out baby”


It went on and on until he finished his beer and one cigarette. Her tongue was sore. Vicky never made her do so long. He was more eager to fuck her before he came.


Then Riaz, asked her to lie down. He went straight to her breasts, sucking and biting it until they became red and sore and fully wet with his saliva.





One of his fingers had entered her pussy for her discomfort. She tried to remove his hand but he was very firm.He pinched her clit which made her cry out. Men think that being rough on the pussies they excite women.


Then he climbed on her and asked her to spread her legs wide. He began to insert his thick cock slowly. It was painful even though she was very wet. There was no jelly. The cock was rough. Now she understood. It was because he had no foreskin that it became rough.Once it entered fully he began to pump slowly. His body was tight and heavy. His chest muscles were bigger than than her breasts and they crushed her breasts. His tongue was inside hers. He had a habit of spitting the saliva into her mouth and as she was on her back with his tongue inside her mouth she had no option other than swallowing it. Now he began to pump faster. His hands were on her breasts kneading his roughly as he began to get more and more excited. He took out his hands from the breasts and held her ass with them. His entire cock was going in and out while he held her by her ass tightly. Then he came with a grunt. His breath filled her mouth and his cum filled her pussy. It was very warm and he ejaculated in several shots.





Then suddenly he pulled it out and climbed on her and thrust it on her face. She could feel his warm cum oozing out from her pussy. And she could smell her own pussy juices and his cum on his cock.


“Take it into you mouth, suck it, I have more cum for you baby”


The moment her lips encircled his fully wet slime cock, it shot another load into her mouth.It straight struck at her throat making her to swallow. He laughed with leering satisfaction when he saw her swallowing his cum. He made her lick it clean while he sat on her breast suffocating her.


Malvika could never forget this experience. Even though she could buy the desired cell phone,the money Pragathi gave her was less than half of the bundle Riaz had put inside her bra.


She felt ashamed of herself. She started avoiding Miss Meena kumari and Pragathi, telling them she was having her periods when they call her. But she had to cooperate with them again for few months. Pragathi now wanted her to go with older men. She was very clever, enticing the young girl with a handsome young boy in the beginning. She always said, “do it only if you like the boy” “This is for our pleasure and we make them pay for it”. But slowly she made her agree to accept any man.





“All men are the same”, she says, “all they want is to use our body. And once we start doing it, we would get excited by any man – whether they are young or old doesn’t matter”.


Malvika was now very much worried. She knew she has been already drawn into the racket. But she could not really blame Pragathi. Pragathi never compelled her to do anything. She worked slowly and sweetly.


Now her boobs have becoming bigger. But still she was very lean and looked very small. No one would imagine she was having sex, that too with two boys.





Vicky and Riaz had her several times again. Malvika knew the two friends always shared everything. They wanted to have her together but somehow it couldn’t materialize. Malvika thought she would never agree to have such an orgy, but she knew, Madam Pragathi would persuade her anyway.

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One day her teacher Meena kumari met her outside her college and told her Pragathi wanted to meet her urgently. Malvika told her class teacher that her tummy is aching and left the college and reached Pragathi’s place. She was expecting either Vicky or Riaz or may be both as they planned.


But to her surprise, she saw an elderly man sitting on the sofa of Pragathi, smoking when she entered the flat.


“Come Malvika, Meet uncle Raj”. “He wanted to meet you”, said Pragathi.





No warning, no request, just like that ! Pragathi never did this way. She used to hide Malvika inside the bedroom and asked her to peep at the boy to confirm she does not know him and also whether she liked him. Then only she would arrange her to have sex with the boy. She made her feel that it was for her enjoyment these things are done. But now what is she up to?


“Hello,” Malvika nodded. ‘Uncle’ Raj was bald and whatever hair left on his head was grey and he was fat. He was dark with round face and thick lips. He had a thick gold chain around his neck and many golden rings on his fingers. He was sipping some drink and watching Malvika.


‘Meena kumari brought her here.’ Pragathi told Raj.
“You know Malvika, Meena kumari miss had her first time with Raj uncle.”
(Oh so it was he who taught meena kumari all those dirty things and indirectly me too.)





“Ah, Meena kumari, She was bigger than this girl but very cooperative. I haven’t seen her for many months. I wanted to meet her, that is why I came here.”


“You don’t come here now a days. Must have got some other places for young girls”.


“Hey, nothing like that. And where will one get such beautiful young girls other than here”


“Meena kumari is having her periods, so she sent Malvika, who is her student”


Malvika went inside to the bath room. She was feeling very nervous. She looked at the mirror. I have become a cheap prostitute, she thought. Her eyes became moist. She wanted to cry. But what is the use? She has fallen deep into the ditch. She washed her face, pissed and washed her pussy.


When she came out Pragathi was outside. She pulled Malvika to the kitchen and said, “Hey look, he is very rich, he will spend any amount on you if he likes you.”


“But aunty, I don’t like. I don’t want to do it with him.”
“Hey, you had those two boys without any objection, now what is the problem?
“He is so old, I am scared, and I don’t like”
“Don’t worry, he is very nice. Ask Meena kumari. Meena kumari would die for him even now.”
“But ma’am”
“Don’t be fool, just go and sit beside him and make him hot as you do with those boys. Just go.”





Malvika could trace a shade of anger in her tone and she was now really scared.


Pragathi took her to the sofa holding her hand and made her sit on the lap of Raj.


“Make uncle happy baby” ” Pragathi told her.


Hey Raj, isn’t she cute?, and as I had promised you, this time I got you really young one” “Don’t you think she is like a tender chick?”


“Mmm, good enough. He was holding her shoulder and slowly brushing his hands on her breasts over the uniform. His white shirt was wet with his sweat. She got the strong smell of his sweat mixed with the smell of alcohol.
“In which class you study?”
“Twelveth” she said softly.
‘Oh, but you look much younger’ His eyes were wide with appreciation.


Pragathi took a sip from his glass and said.”She is a good kisser”
“Is it?, Show me”





He turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers. His tongue probed her lips. She opened them and his thick tongue entered her mouth. His breath had the strong smell of alcohol.


“Give me your tongue baby”
She pushed her pink tongue out and he began to literally suck on it making loud noise.”


“Open your uniform Malvika, do you want to be told it every time?” Pragathi said.


Malvika obediently opened the buttons of her shirt. Raj put his hand into her bra and began to press her small boobs. They were small and very soft. “Nice,” he said. He pushed her bra cups up and pressed his face on them. He began to brush his face on them. She felt his hard bristles on her tender skin. He would suck one nipple and then the other. Both his hands were on her both breasts. It seems he was very much fascinated with her small but beautiful breasts.


She could feel his cock getting big and pushing on her ass as she sat on his lap.





Now with one hand he began to stroke her thighs , occasionally touching her panties. Then suddenly he pushed his hand into her panties and began to stroke her clitoris. She gasped. He laughed on her face. She got the stink of his breath. He opened his mouth and extended his tongue. She understood that he wanted her to suck on it. She reluctantly took his tongue and began to suck while his fingers were pulling and pinching her clitoris down. His other hand was on her left breast.


“She is hot isn’t it?” asked Pragathi who was watching all these with excitement.
“Mm mm” He could only make that much sound as his tongue was inside Malvika’s mouth.


“Wait till she goes down on you, everywhere”
“Everywhere?”
“Yes, specially trained by your girl Meena kumari.”Eating butterscotch”
“Ha Ha”


Malvika was red with embarrassment. She knew she would have to lick him at every nasty place. Oh God, what has happened to me? I have become a real prostitute.


Then “Uncle” Raj got up. He had difficulty in getting up as he was heavy with a large belly. He put one arm around Malvika and guided her to the bed room. Pragathi followed them carrying his half finished drink. He was fondling her left breast while walking towards the bed room. As soon as they reached the bed room he strait went to the bath room. He left the door open and she could see him pissing into the toilet. He jerked when he finished and put it back into his pants without wiping or washing it. “Gosh” Malvika thought, “I have to…..”





Pragathi madam kept the glass of drink on the side table and said,”make him happy, I don’t want any complaints from him. He is a big man, not only rich but powerful.”


Malvika nodded her head and sat on the bed expecting to be butchered.


Pragathi went out closing the door.


Raj came out making some noise by the mouth as if he is trying to remove something from between his teeth. He began to undress.


“Remove your dress” He said. Malvika got up and removed her uniform and climbed on the bed. She sat cross legged looking down on her shivering palms.





Raj was now lying down. He took her hand and made her hold his now erect cock and pulled her towards him.