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[Krishan202]

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Still holding hands, Sneha and Krishan stumbled from the secret opening in the fireplace. Behind them, they heard grinding as the hearth rotated back to its normal position. Bewildered, they looked around Mansion's main living room.





"Nothing's changed." Krishan couldn't wipe the smile off his face. Euphoria at his return surged through him.


"Oh, thank God." Sneha squeezed his hand. "We really are back."


"There you two are." Anushka stuck her head in the doorway. Her eyes, immediately drawn to Sneha and Krishan's clasped hands. "I've been looking all over for you."


"What?" Krishan wasn't sure what sort of response he was expecting upon being reunited with his long-lost mother, but nonchalance wasn't it.


"I spent a good five minutes looking for you." Anushka stepped into the room and watched as Sneha and Krishan quickly dropped their hands away from one another. "Ileana is recovering in the guestroom. She says she just had a fright." Anushka turned her attention to Sneha. "So, what did Krishan do that merits a visit from the school principal?"





"I ... I ..." Sneha couldn't think straight. Had it really been only minutes since they departed? "I'm sorry, Anushka. I have to go." She walked briskly toward the door.


"Your purse." Anushka bent down, picked up the woman's purse, and handed it to her.


"Thank you." Sneha looked back at Krishan as she left the room, her eyes full of meaning.


Krishan nodded to her and she was gone. Her heels clicked down the hall. A few seconds later he heard the front door slam.


"Well, that was weird." Anushka eyed him up and down. "Did she look ... different to you?"


"No." Krishan shook his head.


Sensing his discomfort, Anushka let it go. Maybe she'd ask him more about whatever had just happened later. She walked up to her son and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "My, gosh, You're ripe. Time for a shower, big guy." Anushka looked toward the hall and then gave his small, firm butt a good smack.


"I love you so much, Mom." Krishan grabbed Anushka and gave her a great big bearhug. He breathed in deeply and smelled the floral scent of her shampoo. He'd really missed shampoo.


"I love you too, pumpkin." Anushka chuckled and squeezed him back. "Now go take that shower, Mr. Stinky."


"Right." Krishan gave her one last squeeze, and then hustled off toward the shower. A long, hot shower sounded perfect. It was so good to be home.


Outside the house, Sneha slammed her car door, started the engine, and sat in the driveway. With unsteady hands she unzipped her winter coat, and unbuttoned her suit jacket. Sure enough, her boobs were larger and under her blouse she could see the swell of her belly. She had Krishan's baby growing inside her. She put the car in drive, and headed home to her oblivious husband.





To be continue...

[Raghavan]

Wonderfully written great going can't wait for the next part

[PANNIRUVAEL KHAI]

Never thought sneha, the head mistress got such a session.... Hope an episode of all 3 getting drilled deep in hopes comes up as a long sexotic narration....
Thanks for the update... Wwaitng for more

[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.

[PANNIRUVAEL KHAI]

@Krishnan202 this is the only story running for more than 2+ years, if i'm not wrong.... What a strong sexy story,, session by session what a ruthless riding episodes
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Waiting for Shriya to get accessed for riding soon... My wish to see more more long episodes soon.... Hope it continues...
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[K.rahul]

Excellent updates bro

[tonystark1]

Write a story on Kareena Kapoor. Today is her birthday

[Harinath]

Could anyone share the first/all previous episodes links or page numbers of Mansion House story .

[tonystark1]

Please include Sai pallavi in this story

[Cumbum]

Congrats on this amazing thread bro.. I have a request for you.. can you please include Riya sen in this Krishan story? I don't see a proper sex fantasy of her anywhere. I believe that the foundation you have laid with Krishan is commendable! Please get Riya sen in this with an erotic buildup and rough release. Thank you.

[PANNIRUVAEL KHAI]

Waiting for Update on Mansion
House

[aaicon2428]

Please write a story on pooja hegde

[xanderxander]

Please continue mansion House

[Krishan202]

MHP#9


"Wow, Mom. I missed your tits so much." Krishan looked down at Anushka from the edge of his bed where he sat. His puppy dog eyes were filled with adoration.


"Gosh, Krish." Anushka pressed her breasts firmly together around her son's penis and moved them up and down with steady rhythm. "First, don't call them tits, okay?"


"You just said ... tits, Mom." Krishan smiled. "That's ... ugh ... so hot."


"And secondly, we did it this morning. How can you miss me so much already?" Anushka smiled back at her overeager son. It really was flattering how much he loved her attention.


"I'll tell you about that ... later. Right now ... I'm about to cum." Krishan leaned back. This was heaven.





"Okay, go ahead, pumpkin." Anushka released her tits and lowered her mouth to his dick.


"No ... I wanna cum ... all over you."


Anushka spit him out with a plop. "Really?" She took his long penis in both hands and stroked up and down. "I don't know about the mess, Krish." Her lips parted as she looked down at that bloated, purplish head. She was so used to taking his seed in one of her three holes, he hadn't sprayed her in a while.


"Please ... Mom?" Krishan was close. He'd loved every orgasm he'd had with Sneha , but there was no substitute for a mother's love.


"Well, okay. If you really want it that badly, mister. Give me your sperm." Anushka worked him with her hands faster, his thing slick with her saliva.


"Tell me ... to give you ... my cum."


Anushka paused. She'd said tits, even though it was accidental. She'd started saying pussy. And now she was about to say cum. She was talking like a crude teenager. But Krishan seemed to like it. She took a deep breath. "Give me your cum, Krish. Cover me in your hot stuff."


"Yeeesssss ... Moooommmmmmm." Krishan grunted and let go. His thick cum launched up onto Anushka's face, into her hair, and landed on her boobs. It also splattered on the floor all around her.






"Oh, my." Anushka closed her eyes and let Krishan's eighteen-year-old penis do its thing. She was a canvas as Krishan perfected his masterpiece. When he finished, Anushka wiped the cum from her eyes and looked up at him. "There now, I should probably shower off and get back to your father. He's working on that same leaky valve down in the basement."


"That ... same ... valve?" Krishan let his dreamy smile widen. "Dad is such ... a dummy." Krishan looked down at the wedding ring on his mom's finger. Her hands still held his hard cock. Cum dripped down over the diamonds. "The house ... is messing with him. He's a sucker, Mom."


"Be respectful of your father, Krishan." Anushka tried to sound stern, but she squeaked a little as the penis lurched in her hands. Despite herself, she pumped him again slowly.


"But he is a dummy, Mom." Krishan pulled her onto his lap. "He's the one who wanted to buy this house, right?"


"Yes." She willingly straddled him, her heavy, cum-soaked tits jiggling as she moved. Without thinking, she guided him into her pussy. "Oh, gosh." Her body quivered as he hit some hidden place deep inside her.





"He even saw my dick, Mom. The whole family saw how big it was, but he didn't protect you from it." He gripped the soft flesh around her hips and bounced her on his dick. "He's either stupid, or he wanted me to have you. He should have known. You said the seller even warned you guys about the house, right?"


"Yes. A ... warning. Oh, gosh." Anushka wondered what her womanly body looked like shaking on top of her young man. She'd have to ask him to make another video sometime. "But ... it's not ... your father's fault."


"He's a dummy, Mom." Krishan was emboldened by his time with Sneha . He'd seen how willing she'd been to literally throw her wedding ring away. "I mean, I like my dad. But he's oblivious. How many times have you slept next to him with my cum inside you?"


"Many ... many times." Anushka's orgasm built inside her.


"His wife's sleeping with his son right under his nose." Krishan slapped playfully at one of her hanging boobs. There was a wet, smacking sound as he hit some of the dripping cum. "Say he's a dummy, Mom."



"Oh, gosh ... gosh ... gosh ... your father ... is a ... dummy ... Krish. Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh." Her hips rocked wildly, and she came all over her son's mighty penis. She dug her fingers into his meager chest.


"Wow, Mom. You're amazing." Krishan looked up into her twisted, pretty face. Cum dripped down her left cheek and her chin. Was this the same woman who'd raised him for eighteen years? The same woman that read him bedtime stories all so long ago? And kissed him when he scbangd a knee?


Anushka came three more times riding her son before he finally unloaded inside of her. "Wow, sweetie. It seems like you really needed me today." She lay on top of him, her boobs pressing into his skinny frame, and her head beside his on the pillow. The smell of his cum filled the room with an earthy vitality. His penis flexed inside her when she said that, and she gave a little gasp.


"Yeah." He reached down and gently slapped her full butt cheek. "You're the best mom in the world. Thank you so much for saying those things."


"Well, don't get used to it." She sat up and looked down at him. Anushka was well aware that she looked like a wreck at the moment, but she couldn't bring herself to care. "And you're welcome." Some sperm dribbled into her mouth. She licked at it with her tongue and swallowed. "Now, I better go get dinner ready. Let's hope your father isn't finished with that valve yet."


"My dumb father?"


Anushka sighed. "Let's hope your dumb father isn't finished yet."


"Thanks, Mom." Krishan reached up and squeezed her nipple. A little warm milk spilled out onto his fingers. "I have a feeling he's still hard at work."





"There's something else I wanted to talk about." Anushka pulled off Krishan with a sloppy plop and stood up. She waddled to her clothes as cum ran down the inside of her thighs. She picked up her shirt and mopped up some of her son's stuff that covered her. "Ileana will be staying here a couple days as she recovers from her fright. It didn't seem right to send her back to an empty house."


"Oh?" That sounded interesting to Krishan.

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"She's in a fragile state." Anushka looked back at her son. He looked so handsome leaning back on the bed. His enormous thing is still as hard as ever. Anushka wiped some cum from her eyebrow. "Please don't ... you know ... um ... have sex with her."


"Okay."


Anushka tried to make eye contact with Krishan, but he looked away. She pulled on her skirt. "Well, if something does happen with you two, I mean, it shouldn't, but you're a young man and you seem to just go and go, so ..." Anushka bit her bottom lip. "If something does happen, please use the condoms I bought you."


"Sure, Mom." Krishan looked back into his mother's eyes and smiled. "Thanks."

~~


That night, the dinner table was lively. Shriya had a friend over. Anu Emmanuel was in the twin's senior class and had struck up a friendship with Shriya recently when Shriya helped her with work. Anu Emmanuel told jokes, and seemed a good-natured dinner companion. Throughout the evening, she kept pushing her hair back behind her left ear, so she could steal furtive glances of Krishan.



Karun was also there, although his wife had vacated her place at the table. He tried to match Anu Emmanuel's humor, but of course he took it too far. "Hey Krish," Karun laughed. "The only difference between your momma and a washing machine is that every time I dump a load in the washing machine, it doesn't follow me around for a week. Oooohhhhhhhh."


"She's your mom too, doofus," Shriya stared daggers at Karun.


"Ganesh?" Anushka frowned. "Control your son."


"What?" Ganesh never liked to get involved with such things, but that comment was over the line. "Now, Karun. None of that talks about your mother. It's unseemly."


"It's only a joke." Karun pressed his lips together.


"They say more snow is coming." Ileana also sat at the dinner table. She was not used to such bawdy language. She desperately wanted to change the subject. When no one took her up on her weather conversation, she tried another tack. "Where is your wife, Karun?"


"Her mom just called. She's somewhere in the house on the phone." Karun shrugged.


"Oh, well --" Ileana was about to compliment the meal, when Karun's tall, blonde wife walked into the dining room.





"I have to go." Hansika sat down next to Karun in a daze. She placed her phone neatly next to her untouched plate of food.


"What's wrong?" Anushka suddenly worried that something had happened to Krishan's baby growing inside her daughter-in-law.


"My mom fell on steps. She's in the hospital." Hansika's ashen face was very still. "I have to go see her." She looked around the walls for a clock, but there was none in the dining room. Only the tick tock of that ponderous clock somewhere in the house.


"That's a long drive. I'll go with you, sweetie." Anushka stood. "Ganesh, you don't mind holding down the fort here for a few days?"


"No problem," Ganesh grumbled. He could use her help with the house, but now that the valve was tiptop, he could at least get to work on the spare bedroom.


"But, Moooommmmmmm," both twins chorused and then looked at each other suspiciously.


"What, I'm not good enough?" Ganesh eyed the twins.


"Little Krish's a momma's boy." Karun curled his lip in a mocking smile.


"Stop that." Hansika hit Karun's shoulder with some force. "Leave Krish alone."


"What?" Karun rubbed his shoulder. "I'm the one that should be complaining. It's my wife that's leaving me."


"It sounds like you are complaining." Hansika scowled at him. "And you need to focus, Karun. My mom is in the hospital."


"Sorry." Karun wasn't used to receiving a scolding from his wife.





Anu Emmanuel watched the theatrics with a smirk on her face. She so loved to see other families in dysfunction. Her smile widened when she noticed Krishan looking at her. She brushed her hair behind her ear again, and looked down at her plate.


"I'll go, too." Ileana spoke up. The woman looked over at Hansika. "I mean, if you think it would be helpful. With Maxamed ... um ... not here ... I'd like to help."


Hansika looked over at Anushka and Anushka nodded. "Thank you, Ileana. I'm sure it would be helpful to have you along."


"I want to go, too." Krishan looked with pleading eyes at his mother.


"You've got school." Ganesh reached over and ruffled his hair. "But I'm happy to see that you want to help family in a time of need."


"It's almost winter break. I can miss a few days." Krishan tried to sound manly about his request, but he wasn't sure he succeeded.


"Your father's right. I still don't know why Senha stopped by yesterday only to run back out." Anushka looked carefully at her son. "I wouldn't want you to get into any sort of trouble at school." She also didn't want him sharing a trip with Hansika. Anushka wanted Hansika to focus on being a good wife to Karun.


"Um ... who is this lady, and why is she going on a road trip with my wife?" Karun nodded at Ileana and looked at his mother.


"Don't be rude, sweetie." Anushka furrowed her brow at her oldest. "She's a friend of the family." She turned to Ileana. "We needed to pick up some of your things anyway. Shall we stop by your house on the way and pack a suitcase?"


"Yes, thank you." Ileana nodded. How strange to find a sense of belonging here among this family, in a house formerly possessed by demons. She smiled, looked at Krishan, and quickly looked away. And in a house where she'd met a virile teenager that she'd somehow let between her legs more than once. But that part of it was now behind her.

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[Krishan202]

Krishan watched the women get into Anushka's minivan and slowly drive away. Thankfully, Karun left at the same time, his pickup truck roaring ahead of the minivan. Krishan sighed, closed the front door, and turned to find Nayanthara standing behind him wearing one of her long, flowing dresses.


"How felicitous." Nayanthara's pretty, freckled face beamed at Krishan. "You made it back. And now the good Senha is hooked like a walleye. You just need to keep reeling, Krishan."



"Were you the reason I spent all that time in the cabin?" Krishan frowned at her as he carefully gazed up into her green eyes.


"That was my partner, dearie." Nayanthara tilted her head and gave him a look like he might have been an ungrateful child who'd just spilled his milk. "And I don't know about 'all that time.' You were only gone for a couple minutes."


"I didn't like it." Krishan walked past her toward the stairs and she fell in next to him, holding her big, round belly. Krishan tried not to be comforted by her presence. "Well, maybe I liked it a little. I didn't like being trapped there."


"That was a bit ... unexpected." Nayanthara nodded her head thoughtfully. "But that's what happens when you have a partner that likes to break rules. No?"


"A partner?" Krishan climbed the stairs and glanced over at her flowing hair. "I don't have a partner."


"You offered Sneha the deal. Did you not?" Nayanthara walked carefully up the last few stairs, as if to protect her unborn baby from an accidental fall. "You and he ... and me ..." A warm, friendly smile parted her lips. "... are confederates now." She put an icy hand on his shoulder and they stopped in the second-floor hall. "I know your companions departed for a time. It can't be easy watching your mother go after you only just returned. Let me comfort you." She kissed him on his warm cheek. "Take comfort in Sneha arms when you are at the schoolhouse." She kissed him on the other cheek. "And maybe you will find another." She kissed him gently on the lips.


"I don't want another."


"Life may surprise you." She kissed him again and explored his young mouth with her tongue. They broke the kiss, and she led him to his room, closing the door after them. "But as I said, let me comfort you, Krishan." She stepped out of her dress, completely naked underneath.






"Wow. I ... um ..." Krishan looked her up and down. Her freckles spilled from her face down her shoulders and onto her chest, dappling the skin on her large breasts. Her hips, boobs, and belly. Nayanthara embodied promise and fertility. "I forgot how beautiful you are," Krishan murmured.


"There now, I knew you'd like what's underneath." She leaned her naked body up against him. His warmth spread through his clothes into her. "What's mine is yours." She nibbled on his ear. "I'm so proud of you, dearie. You learned a lot in your time away. Look at what you made your mom admit to you." She pulled down his trousers and undergarments. His swelling penis pushed back at her fingers as it readied itself for what was to come.


"You mean about Dad being a dummy?" Krishan smiled. "It felt good to say that stuff. And even better to hear Mom say that stuff."


"What a good lad you are." Nayanthara dropped to her knees. "Let me tend to you in your mother's absence." She opened her mouth wide and sucked him in.





"Ohhhh ... Nayan ... your cold mouth ... feels so good." Krishan intertwined his fingers in her hair and leaned his head back.


Later, as Nayanthara rode Krishan hard, Krishan looked up at her wobbling body. It hadn't been that long ago that he'd been a sexless teenager. Why was he pouting about his mom leaving to help the family? That was stupid. Here he was getting ridden like a horse by this goddess. He listened to the low, guttural sounds she made. He stared at her boobs, bouncing off her belly over and over, and her thin arms, flexing as she held her pregnant tummy. And he had Sneha  to look forward to as well. "I'm gonna cum ... again ... Nayan."


"Yeeesssssssss," Nayanthara hissed. "Fill me with your ... heat."


"Oh ... you feel ... so tight." Krishan knew he'd be just fine while his mom, Hansika, and Ileana were away.




~~


"So, is Krishan dating anyone?" Anu Emmanuel sat on the couch in the basement and looked away from the boring space movie that played on the television.


"No." Shriya sat, engrossed in the action. The alien escaped from containment, and she just knew it was going to do something icky to the scientist lady that stood there gaping at it.


"Really? I just assumed, since he's ... well ... you know." Anu Emmanuel was usually pretty upfront about things, but for some reason krish made her a little nervous.


"No, I don't know." Shriya turned her eyes away from the movie to her new friend. "Tell me."


"Well, me and some of the other girls at school have noticed that he ... um ..." Anu Emmanuel fidgeted with her bracelet. "He's been really cute lately. I don't know, there's something about him. And ... well ... we've noticed that he has a pretty big lump in his pants."


"Gross, Anu Emmanuel." Shriya twisted up her face in a sour expression.


"Well, he's your twin. Have you ...?" Anu Emmanuel twisted her bracelet faster. "Have you seen it?"


"Eeewwww." Shriya took a pillow off the couch and threw it at Anu Emmanuel with a laugh. "You're a perv, Anu Emmanuel."





Anu Emmanuel caught the pillow and hugged it to her chest. "Well, have you seen it?"


"I can't believe you're asking me about my brother's dick. Anu Emmanuel." Shriya rolled her eyes. "Well, if you must know. My parents thought there was something wrong with it, and the whole family got a good look while they were debating whether to take him to a doctor."

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"Something wrong with it? Like an STD?" Anu Emmanuel whispered.


"Nothing like that." Shriya shook her head. "It was just so big. And I think it was bothering him. We talk about a lot of stuff, but Krish and I never talked about it."


"So how big was it?" Anu Emmanuel's eyes went wide.


"It hung really low." Shriya felt heat in her belly as she thought back on that day. "Don't tell the other girls at school I saw his dick, okay? They'd think I was a perv."


"Sure."


"I would say it was maybe seven or eight inches long?" Shriya definitely felt butterflies in her stomach. With everything that had happened with her mother, she thought for sure she was a lesbian. But now she wasn't so sure.





"You saw him hard?" Anu Emmanuel's mouth dropped open in shock.


"No, that was soft."


"Oh ... my ... God." Anu Emmanuel felt her panties flood. "That's too big. Your brother is some sort of animal." Anu Emmanuel threw the pillow back at Shriya.


"Shut up." Shriya caught the pillow, laughed, and put it on her lap.


"Yeah, okay. I'll shut up." Anu Emmanuel climbed over to her friend, and put her head on the pillow and watched the rest of the dumb movie. They don't talk anymore about Krishan, but Anu Emmanuel had the strangest feelings moving through her body as she thought about what Shriya had described.


Shriya put her fingers in her friend's hair and played with it as the movie moved to its climax. She lost interest in the alien, instead thinking about her friend's warm body next to hers. And her brother's impossible dick.


~~


The house was certainly drafty. Anu Emmanuel tiptoed out of Shriya's room and took the stairs out of the tower. Her pajamas barely kept her warm in the freezing hall. She didn't know what time it was, but she had to pee like a racehorse. Or that's what her mom would have said. Anu Emmanuel remembered that the bathroom was on the right, across from Krishan's room. Earlier, she'd brushed her teeth with Shriya in another bathroom on the other side of the second floor. But this one was closer.


The bathroom door was closed. The cold knob didn't turn in her hand. She listened at the door and heard the shower running. And then it turned off. Oh shit. Krishan was on the other side of that door. Naked. Anu Emmanuel wasn't one for crushes, usually. But there was something about the contrast of that skinny, gentle boy with that manly bulge he could never quite hide.


Faint humming carried through the door. He was humming the song. What a nerd. What an adorable nerd. And suddenly the door opened and there stood Krishan, naked, his hair still wet, and a surprised look on his face.


"Anu Emmanuel," was all that came out of Krishan's mouth.





"I need to pee." Anu Emmanuel's brain twisted itself in knots. She hadn't meant to say that. Her eyes traveled down his scrawny frame and stopped when they reached his dangling dick. "Holy shit." Shriya had been telling the truth. It was immense. It looked like it belonged on a pachyderm, not cute, little Krishan. "I have to pee," she said again. And she was scouted by Krishan, and pushed him in the back so he stumbled into the hall. Anu Emmanuel turned toward him with her hand on the door. As he halfway turned toward her with startled eyes, Anu Emmanuel leaned forward. "Sorry about pushing you." She kissed him quickly on the cheek. What was she doing? She was behaving like someone much younger than her eighteen years. "But I gotta pee." She closed the door. "Wow, that was weird," Anu Emmanuel whispered to herself.


Krishan scratched his head. He liked Anu Emmanuel, but she was an odd girl. Shivering in the cold hallway, Krishan turned and entered his room. He got into his pajamas and turned out the light. What had Nayanthara said about someone new? Maybe she was talking about Anu Emmanuel. Krishan felt manly when he thought about the petite girl with her naked body pressed up against him. That wouldn't be so bad.



~~


Sneha sat numbly in front of her computer. She wore a large formless sweater to hide her new boobs and burgeoning belly. She also wore a long loose skirt, because her suit skirts didn't fit her anymore. If anyone had noticed she'd changed her normal attire, no one said anything.


The cursor on the monitor blinked at her, stopped on the same word for more than ten minutes. She couldn't focus. It was so strange to be back. But, to the world, she never really left.


"Sneha?" The intercom buzzed at her.


Woken from her stupor, she hit the intercom button. "Yes?"


"Krishan is here to see you. He says he has an appointment."


"Okay, send him in." Suddenly, Sneha 's pulse thundered in her ears. Was she really this student's girlfriend? She stared down at her wedding ring. She looked up when Krishan opened the door, walked in, and then closed it after him.


"You think the secretary noticed my dick?" Krishan had a big smile on his face. He'd grown very fond of his principal.





"Shh." Sneha  stood, glancing at his pants. His erection was obvious, and she thought the secretary probably did notice. That complicated things. She needed to arouse no suspicions. "They might hear you," she whispered. "We can't talk in here." She walked briskly to the office's back door, opened it, scanned the hall, and then walked down to the conference room. It was a windowless room, with a door that locked. They usually used it for questioning students. "In here." She flipped the in-use sign around, so other faculty with a key wouldn't interrupt them. "Quickly, Krishan." She ushered him in, and closed and locked the door. She turned to face him and she matched his smile with her own.


"Can we talk now?" Krishan stepped closer to her.


"I didn't know if you'd want to ... to see me. After we got back ... um ... You have your sister-in-law and ... I'm really happy you came here ... but we can't really talk at school." She stammered like a schoolgirl, blushing profusely.


"I missed you." Krish stepped up to her and put his hands on her wide hips.


"You did?" She looked down into his eyes and blinked at the surreal moment.


"Yeah." Krishan leaned up and kissed her on the lips. He could feel the tension in her body melt as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.


"Mmmpphhhhhh." Sneha  wanted to tell him they couldn't do this at school, but she couldn't bring herself to part lips with him. She felt her breasts push into his chest as his hands moved around to her butt and he pressed her into him. His penis poked into her belly. He was so big.


A half-hour later, she was suspended in the air, bouncing on that long cock. She clenched her panties between her teeth, trying to stifle her cries. The conference room wasn't totally soundproof. Her skirt bunched around her waist, and her high-heel clad feet bobbed helplessly out in space as he violently hit bottom over and over again. Stars flashed before her eyes and the world swam around her. She was in the middle of betraying her sweet, boring husband. Not to mention her children. And she was doing it in a place where she was respected, and depended on by so many. But all she could think about was how good it would feel to have Krishan's hot stuff inside her again. And how much she needed that next orgasm. With Krishan, another mind-numbing orgasm was always right around the corner.


"I'm gonna ... cum ... in you, Mrs. Haskins." Krishan squeezed those soft butt cheeks harder and pulled her down onto his cock with more force.


Sneha  wanted to tell him to keep it down, but even if her panties hadn't been in her mouth, she doubted she'd be able to say much of anything. Her eyelids fluttered as she heard his soft groans, and felt that familiar splash of heat inside her. They orgasmed together.





When they had calmed some, Krishan pulled his dick out of her and put her down on her feet. "You sure you don't want to do this at school?" He reached for his underwear and grabbed them from the tabletop.


"I ... I don't think so, dear." Sneha  wasn't sure about anything anymore. Her panties were soaked with saliva and her own juices, but she needed something to slow the cum that was already leaking out of her. She bent down and stepped into them.


"Will my house work?" Krishan found his pants and pulled them on. His dick started to deflate.


"I couldn't possibly. People would see." Sneha  pulled on her panties and looked at him with worry.


"Will your house work?"


"God, no." Sneha  shook her hips and her skirt fell back down past her knees.


"Well, then it'll have to be school." Krishan stepped closer to her and placed his hand on her sweater above her belly. "Did you tell your husband yet about the baby?"

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"Oh, my gosh, Krishan." How did this eighteen-year-old have such sway over her? "He hasn't noticed yet. I don't think he looks at me much anymore."


"What an idiot." Krishan smacked her butt gently through her skirt.


"Remember, it's his baby. Officially." Sneha  didn't correct Krishan about her husband being an idiot. He certainly wasn't the man she thought he was not long ago. "I'll tell him soon. I won't be able to hide it much longer."


"So, it's settled then. We'll keep doing this at school?" Krishan kissed her cheek.


It wasn't settled at all. "Yes, I'll think of something." Sneha  absentmindedly wiped the kiss off her cheek with her hand. "Now, I need to clean up in the bathroom. You head down the hall to the left. It'll take you out to a supply room, which leads back to the main hall. If anyone is outside, we were discussing ..." She couldn't think of a plausible excuse.


"I am in trouble for missing too much class, remember?"


"Yeah, that." Sneha  took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. She was an accomplished woman. She could manage this situation. She put her hand on the knob and opened the door. Thankfully, no one was around. The lovers split up with one last glance. Krishan headed back to class. Sneha  went off to try and erase the evidence of her infidelity.



~~


The twins walked up their driveway as the school bus drove away. The temperature was in the upper thirties, and snow slowly melted, turning the front walk a little muddy. Usually, Shriya raced to get inside before Krishan, but today they walked side by side.


"I think my friend has a crush on you." Shriya said this as nonchalantly as possible.


"I think so, too." Krishan smiled and glanced at his sister. "I ran into her last night and she kissed me on the cheek. Oh, and she kept telling me she had to pee."


Shriya laughed. "She didn't tell me that. Well, Anu Emmanuel is a little forward. But she's cute, don't you think?"


"Yeah." Krishan nodded.


"Do you think you would want to date her?" Shriya didn't usually meddle in Krishan's love life.


"I don't know." Krishan climbed the front steps and opened the front door. He held the door open for Shriya.


"Is it because ...?" Shriya stepped into the front entry room, dropped her backpack, and took off her boots. She looked around for their father, but she saw no sign of him. He was probably off fixing something in some far corner of the house. "Is it because you're worried about the size of your you-know-what? Are you worried the girls won't like it?" The butterflies in her stomach flapped again. Why had Anu Emmanuel said those things? Shriya needed to get this out of her mind so she could go back to seeing her twin as she always had. Her lovable, nerdy, brother.


"What?" Krishan closed the door and slung his backpack to the floor. He hadn't expected the conversation to go this way.


"It's just, we all saw it that one day. And Karun made fun of you about it. And you haven't been dating. So ..." Shriya shrugged and didn't make eye contact with him.


"Well ..." Krishan slowly took off his boots and placed them on the mat by the door. "If I did want to date Anu Emmanuel, I think it might be a problem."


"I think she likes it, Krish. I think she's curious." Shriya took off her jacket and hung it in the closet. "Maybe ..." She took Krishan's jacket off him and hung it up too. "Maybe if you showed it to me again, I could tell you ... um ... whether it was too big or what. Just, you know, as an impartial sister and all." God, what had that conversation with Anu Emmanuel done to her? Shriya could feel how damp her panties were. Was she just horny because her mom was gone?


"You ... want to ..." Krishan lowered his voice in case his clueless father walked by. "... see my dick?"


"Just to help you with Anu Emmanuel," Shriya said quickly. She grabbed his hand. "Don't be a dummy, not many sisters would do this for their brother." She pulled him down the west hallway, into the library, and closed and locked the door behind them. She then turned to Krishan and folded her arms over her sweater, easily covering her breasts. "Go on. Drop your pants, doofus." Her heart hammered in her chest.





"Really?" Krishan could argue with her, but he knew how Shriya got when she fixated on something in her head. "Okay." Anyway, he wanted to see the look in her bright eyes when she gazed at his cock again. He pulled down his pants and underwear and let his dick free. It hung in the air, semi-torpid.


"It's beautiful, Krish." Shriya stared at the improbable length and girth. "I mean, it's sort of horrific. But also, beautiful." Her eyes darted as she catalogued every vein along the shaft. She could even see blue veins in the hood of his foreskin. "Is it ...? Is it getting bigger?"


"I can't help it."


"I guess I understand." Her eyes flicked up to her brother's face, saw the hunger in his eyes, and then fell right back down as the thing filled steadily with each pump of her brother's heart. It almost looked like a creature waking. Every time she was sure it couldn't possibly grow any larger, it did. Eventually, it stopped. It stood out a long way from her brother's body. Shriya's chest rose and fell with erratic breaths, and she hugged herself with her arms. "How long is it?"


"Thirteen inches."


"Can I ... touch it?" Her voice was barely audible in the room.


"I don't think that's a good idea." Krishan could smell the combined cum from his load earlier in the day, and their school principal's wet pussy. He didn't want to gross Shriya out. He pulled up his pants and underwear, and tucked his dick into his waistband.


"What?" Shriya frowned. Her brother must really be sensitive about his penis. "Oh, I just meant I wanted to touch it to see if, you know, Anu Emmanuel would like it."


"Maybe another time." Krishan playfully nudged her on the shoulder with his fist. "Okay, gotta go." Krishan stepped around her and opened the door. He headed straight for the shower. He badly needed to fap.


Shriya watched her brother go with disbelief. Was he really such a prude? Maybe she could coax him out of his shell a little. If only to help her friend.






To be continued…

[PANNIRUVAEL KHAI]

Wowww What a session... Expected a detailed pounding of SNEHAAAAAA..Expecting the defloration of ANU Babe!!!!!!!!!!!!

[saxygabbar]

Keep up the good work! Threesome btw anu Shriya and krish