Misc. Erotica Sarala teacher deceived by trust and innocence

[Vishnu1]

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So later that day, after we all got fresh up, my atthe made my daughter sleep and I was resting in the hall, and my sexy atthe walked in and sat next to me holding my hands with eyes filled with tears.
A: Vishnu please forgive me I have done big mistake without your permission.
V: with relaxed tone, atthe i know about you whatever decision you have done it's all for our goodness so don't worry ( I was indirectly appreciating her, so that she believes i understand her intentions and don't take it wrong this was much needed in this circumstance)
A: thanks maga.
V: tell me atthe, what you need to talk.
A: not sure, how to explain all this maga, but while doctor was explaining i had recorded everything over the phone, so please take.my mobile hear the complete conversation. I will be in the room and once you complete listening, take your time to understand my intentions behind this, don't take me wrong and lets plan to help our muddu to get cured.
V: I gave a fake nervous reaction and took headset to listen the audio, and my atthe walked inside the room.

After 20min I completed listening to the audio, and sat on the sofa with cunning smile on my face, with excitement because i knew my atthe has only me as her option to try all these as my father in law is bed ridden. And after sometime I changed my facial reaction and went to room, my atthe was looking tension filled in her face and i just sneaked inside the room, gave her phone and without any reaction came back to hall.

I just wanted to build an emotional mannerism as i wanted to make things difficult to my atthe rather making her believe that even i was desperate atleast until when we both get physically close. So intentional i had built pressure on her.

On the other side my atthe State of mind was different, she had 100 questions in her mind as i didn't react to her, tears started flowing from room her eye's 

Her mind is a battlefield of conflicting emotions a sense of hopelessness, feeling trapped in a situation she can't escape.
Her  Anxiety about the consequences of refusing, fear of physical or emotional harm and guilt for not being able to resist or escape the situation emotional numbing, disconnecting from her body and feelings to cope with the trauma and started Questioning her own value, wondering if she's worthy of love and respect, does her daughter ever forget her? Feeling like she's lost control over her own life, her body, and her choices.

Her inner voice whispers:

- "I don't want this, but I have no choice."
- "I'm dirty, I'm worthless."
- "I'll never escape this."
- "I'm all alone."
- "I'll do whatever it takes to survive."

Her heart aches, her soul feels crushed, She felt as a prisoner in her own life, longing for freedom, after all this mixed feelings in her heart, Kamala dozed off to sleep.

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"Later that night, I returned home and deliberately avoided interacting with my atthe. I made a conscious effort to evade her presence, constantly changing my location to avoid her. If she came into the room, I would leave for the hall, and if she entered the hall, I would retreat to the room. My actions were creating tension and uncertainty in her mind, leaving her wondering about my intentions and feelings towards her.


A: Vishu, why have you been avoiding me since then, son?

V (Vishu): Atthe, I'm still reeling from the recording I heard on my phone. My mind is racing, and I can't understand why you agreed to it. It seems impossible or unrealistic.

A : (nervously) Vishu...

V (Vishu): (calmly) Atthe, come sit beside me. I know you did it for my well-being, but can we discuss how to fulfill the doctor's requirements? It involves sexual intimacy... How do you propose we handle this?
A : Listen, son, I know the requirements are tough, but I wanted my granddaughter to be healthy naturally, so I agreed to breastfeed when the doctor asked. Was that wrong of me?

V (Vishu): No, Atthe, you're selfless like your daughter, always putting others first. But my question is, how do you plan to breastfeed when you're not lactating? And to stimulate milk production, the doctor mentioned intimacy... How do you plan to navigate that aspect?


A : Actually, I was thinking... (pauses, hesitant) ...your father-in-law could be an option?

V (Vishu): But, Atthe, he's bedridden and unable to assist us in this way.

A: (nervously) I-I was thinking... (struggling to suggest an alternative)

V (Vishu): (aware of her intentions, but seeking clarification) Okay, Atthe, let's visit the doctor tomorrow and ask for medication to help my daughter. That way, we can forget about breastfeeding, which requires sexual intimacy... (acknowledging the impossibility in their situation)


That night, as we lay in bed, my daughter Muddu slept against the wall, while I occupied the corner and my mother-in-law (Atthe) rested in the middle. I noticed Atthe's sadness, stemming from my rejection of her breastfeeding offer and suggestion to use medication instead. She stared blankly at the wall, but my gaze drifting to her own body, her soft and flat stomach, her big slight cleavage exposed boobs but my inner feelings wanted to  wait for the right moment.

V (Vishu): Atthe, did my words earlier upset you? I understand your perspective, but I prioritized avoiding any sexual discomfort for you. Medicine is a viable option for my daughter's recovery.

A (Atthe): I understand, son, but consider my viewpoint. Breastfeeding ensures better health, as the doctor suggested. Can't we explore alternative solutions instead of medication?

V (Vishu): But Atthe, how? Should we find a lactating mother willing to donate milk? Who would agree to that? I'm willing to spend money for it. (Knowing Atthe wouldn't agree)

A (Atthe): That's not a good option, son. If my granddaughter needs breast milk, it should come from our family.

V (Vishu): Who do we have in our family, Atthe? Do you know any lactating mothers?

A (Atthe): (pausing) Ahhh... okay, Vishu... we have one person.

V (Vishu): Who, Atthe?

My mother-in-law (Atthe) didn't respond to my question. Instead, she slid closer, her thighs resting on my leg, and her breasts brushing against my chest. The intimate proximity had a mesmerizing effect on me.

A (Atthe): Son, I'll tell you about that person later. But can you tell me why you became emotional in the auto when I mentioned Sarala's name? Were you thinking of your wife? I'm sorry, son; it's her third death anniversary, and it crossed my mind. Don't feel sad.

As she spoke, Atthe gently wiped away my tears and kissed my cheek. I looked at her and embraced her warmly. 

As I held my mother-in-law (Atthe) close, my hand slid behind her back, grasping her waist. The initial chill gave way to a surge of warmth, igniting a passionate spark within me. Atthe pressed against me, her breasts brushing against my chest, our eyes locked in a silent understanding.

Without a word, the tension between us grew thicker. Atthe broke the silence, her voice husky.

A (Atthe): Maga, shall we finish your kissing session? We wouldn't want your nerve treatment to suffer.

I met her gaze, my eyes burning with desire, yearning to taste her lips.

My mother-in-law (Atthe) slowly lifted her head, her reddish-pink lips inches from mine. Her gaze was different today, filled with a lustful longing that left me uncertain if it was genuine or feigned. Nevertheless, I was drawn to this intimate moment between us. My hand behind her waist pulled her closer, our lips almost touching. My mind urged me to taste them, but my racing heart and nerves held me back. Atthe made the first move, placing a gentle, dry kiss on my lips. Her eyes, filled with desire, searched for my response. She parted her lips slightly, inviting me to take the next step. My body responded, and I leaned in, pressing my lips to hers without parting them

As our lips remained locked, I felt goosebumps wash over me. I lifted my leg and dbangd it over Atthe's, our legs entwining as I began to rub them together. My hand, still behind her, slid up to her flat stomach, nearing her navel. Our eyes remained fixed on each other, the tension building as we waited for the next step.

A (Atthe): Vishu, why are you hesitating today? Is something different, or did I hurt you? (her voice intense with longing)

V (Vishu): No, Atthe, I was captivated by your eyes. The way you looked at me was unlike any other time.

A (Atthe): Hmm, maga... (her words trailed off as our lips met again)

Our mouths merged, exchanging saliva, love, care, and romance. A tear escaped Atthe's eye as our lips moved in unison. Slowly, my tongue entered her partially open mouth, exploring her tongue and the saliva within. For 10 minutes, our mouths remained locked, my hands roaming her waist, navel, and occasionally brushing against her curves.


I paused, glancing at my daughter to ensure she was still asleep. Atthe understood my concern.

A (Atthe): Don't worry, maga, she's asleep and won't wake up.

V (Vishu): Hmm, okay...

I continued to gaze at Atthe, and she initiated another passionate kiss, pulling my hair and deepening our lip lock. I was taken aback by her intensity but couldn't help enjoying the intimacy. I pressed her navel and curves, our bodies entwined as we kissed.

In the heat of the moment, I broke away, gently laying Atthe down on the bed. As I positioned myself over her, my chest crushed her breast i enjoyed the soft and sharpness of her boobs, and I held her face, staring into her eyes. We shared another passionate kiss, my hand instinctively moving towards her breast. However, Atthe grasped my hand, her eyes locked on mine, breathing heavily. Her gaze conveyed a mix of emotions, leaving me unsure of everything.

My intense gaze persisted as I freed my hand from Atthe's grasp and gently moved it down, pulling her pallu aside. Atthe's tongue darted out, and her saliva spilled onto her chin. I leaned in, licking the droplet, and continued kissing her neck. Atthe's body swayed like a pendulum, her sexual intimacy explored. I pressed my hands against hers, kissing her neck, focusing on the mole above her right breast. I softly kissed her breast, then trailed down to her navel, kissing her belly. Atthe released my hands, holding my head, urging me to continue exploring her navel. However, something struck my mind, and I paused, getting up to gaze at Atthe. She stared at me with mixed emotions, unsure why I stopped. She couldn't ask or request me to continue. I took a deep breath, then stepped out to the balcony, lighting a cigarette.


Atthe remained on the bed, lost in thought. Had she failed to control her desires? Or had her focus on helping her granddaughter clouded her judgment, leading her to cross boundaries? She feared being judged as a slut or questioned about her intentions. Overwhelmed, she adjusted her saree, tied her hair, and joined Vishu on the balcony, her eyes brimming with tears.

A (Atthe): Maga, I need to talk to you.

V (Vishu): What is it, Atthe?

A (Atthe): Can we explore the first option the doctor suggested? If it doesn't work, we can consider other treatments. (Though she secretly hoped to progress to the second option, she needed time to persuade Vishu.)

V (Vishu): What are you saying, Atthe? How can we engage in sexual intimacy? The instructions require foreplay, but that's not possible for me. You're like a mother to me. (Vishu broke down in tears.)

After that my atthe went back to bed and slept next to my daughter.

Kamala thought to herself, "Vishu will likely opt for the doctor's treatment, so I need to focus on finding a way to arouse him and engage in foreplay. That way, my granddaughter's treatment won't be affected. But what can I do to make that happen?"

In the balcony, I chuckled to myself, amused by the situation I had created for Atthe. She would now have to persuade me to engage in foreplay, and I would dictate the terms. I knew she would try to seduce me, but I had to resist and wait for the perfect moment to reveal my desires.

After finishing my cigarette, I entered the room and found Atthe asleep, facing away from my daughter. I lay down beside her, and as I turned towards her, I was drawn to her attractive ass. Despite my initial intention to resist, I couldn't help but cuddle her, moving close and positioning my bulge between her back. I gently pushed against her, and she moaned in her sleep, pressing her back into me. I placed my hand on her navel, pulled down her saree, and exposed her belly. I traced my finger around her belly button before drifting off to sleep.

[pussylover1978]

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[Vishnu1]

The next morning as I got up, I rushed into the kitchen after hearing a loud scream. I found Atthe with a severe cut on her fingers, blood dripping profusely. Without hesitation, I took her fingers into my mouth, sucking the blood to stop the bleeding. Tears streamed down her face, and her face turned bright red like a strawberry. I scolded her, concerned, and quickly applied first aid to stem the blood flow. To my surprise, she had cut four fingers, which seemed suspiciously unlikely. However, I didn't dwell on it, as my mind was preoccupied with anticipating what lay ahead.


Vishu: Atthe, be honest with me, how did you manage to cut four fingers? It seems unlikely.

Atthe: (irritated) Why are you so concerned? You'll do as you please, regardless of what others think.

Vishu: But Atthe, what have I done to upset you? I only spoke up for our own well-being.

Atthe: (angrily) So you think you're the authority on what's good and bad? Stop lecturing me!

(Atthe storms out of the kitchen and goes to the room, where she falls asleep. Vishu chooses not to disturb her.)


Later that night, I helped Atthe change her bandage before she retired to the room. As she struggled to adjust her pallu, tied below her navel, due to her injured fingers, I approached her. Standing behind her, I caught a glimpse of her cleavage, a soft, milk-white boobs peeking out from her jacket. I gently took the saree pallu from her hand and gathered the layers together, positioning them between her navel and my hands, my fingers almost reaching the elastic waistband of her panty atthe took a deep breath and shivered as my hand accidentally brushed against her intimate area. Regaining her composure, she pushed me away and lay down on the bed.

Vishu: Atthe, are you sleeping?

Atthe: (irritated) Yes, why? Am I not allowed to?

Vishu: No, no, it's not like that. I was thinking about our kissing session...

Atthe turned towards me, her voice laced with sarcasm: Oh, now this isn't an offense? You're willing to engage in physical intimacy for your own health, but not for our daughter's treatment? How selfish of you.

Vishu: But Atthe, listen, things are different in her case...

Atthe: I don't think so. Both involve physical intimacy; there's no difference. Just leave me alone and let me sleep.

Vishu: Atthe, I'll consider your input on Muddu's treatment, but on one condition.

Atthe turned towards me, her eyes sparkling with excitement, her breast pressing against my chest, and her leg entwining with mine. She placed her soft hands on my chest.

Atthe: I'll agree to anything, maga. Just help Muddu.
V: ok atthe, i would listen to you with regards to muddu's treatment, but on one condition.
A: oh ( she turns towards me with excitement,her breast crushes on my chest, her left leg cuddles on my right leg, she placed her soft hands on my chest) I shall agree to all your condition, i just want to help in muddu's health treatment maga, tell me what do you expect from me, and don't hesitate to ask ( her eyes were glaring at me to accept anything)

My atthe lifted her head and placed it close to my neck. I was excited with her immediate reaction, at the down my bulge was getting excited as the topic which i would be discussing is seductive and it was obvious to grow my bulge there.

A: tell me maga what's that, what you thinking so much?

I slowly moved my hands on to my favourite place, i.e her bare back waist and started caressing it and moving on to her bum area and felt her grievance, my heart was pretty excited with what I'm gonna discuss with her. I slowly pulled her even more close so that I felt even more of her soft breast. 

V: atthe do you know foreplay? And how couples would enjoy it? The reason why am asking is because I'm sure you wouldn't have done this before with father in law as you are too traditional. So tell me what you understand.
A: ah actually ( her trembling voice hesitated to answer) hmm maga I'm ah
V: see atthe , you are not able answer to my question confidently and you need to have foreplay physically with me? That's why i dropped that plan.

My atthe with nervous shifted her shy filled face towards me, and placed a sensual kiss on lips, and her looks were killing me, she slowly slided her half body on me and reached my lips even more closer, now she kissed my forehead, cheeks and she came towards my lips and stopped her actions, and slowly again she placed her lips on mine, and she again shifted her head back and pulled my down lip from her thumb and caressed my cheeks with her hands and saw me with sexual excitement,I was trembling below her, but my hands had gained proper access to her bare waist and it was trying to slide behind her big soft ass , meanwhile my atthe after pulling my down lip, she slowly came forward and bite it slowly from her lips and gave a stare, and her looks were indicating me that though hesitant to discuss foreplay verbally, Atthe's bold, non-verbal cues indicated her willingness to engage physically.

Vishu: Atthe, I appreciate your boldness, but foreplay involves more. Let me explain, and you decide if you're willing to proceed for Muddu's treatment.

Atthe: Okay, maga, go ahead.

Vishu: As per the doctor's instructions, option 1—inducing lactation through tablets—is unlikely due to the long gap since your last breastfeeding. However, option 2—getting pregnant—would naturally stimulate milk production with medication.

Atthe: That's correct.

Vishu: Honestly, Atthe, option 2 isn't feasible for me. I can't imagine intimate relations with you I mean i cannot think of sexual intercourse, and I hope you understand.

Atthe nodded, seeming dissatisfied, but continued caressing my chest.

Vishu: But we can explore foreplay to stimulate lactation, despite slim chances. This way, we avoid option 2.

Atthe: That makes sense, maga. I'm also uncomfortable with intimate relations, so I agree to your plan.

Vishu: Alright, Atthe. Now, I'll explain how foreplay works. You decide if you're willing to proceed.

Atthe: Okay, maga.

V: so atthe, Foreplay refers to the intimate and sensual interactions between partners before sexual intercourse. It involves physical and emotional stimulation to build arousal, trust, and connection, only then we can achieve what we are looking as per doctor advise.

So, I will explain what does physical foreplay involves.

1. Kissing: lips, neck, shoulders, and other erogenous zones to create sexual intimacy.
2. Touching: caressing body i mean pressing boobs nipples, stroking the dick for my sexual erection, massaging eachother body, and exploring each other's bodies.
3. Sensual massage: focusing on pleasure, not just relaxation atthe, I mean our facial reaction should showcase the sexual intimacy, it should indicate what our body needs.
4. Oral stimulation: kissing, licking, or sucking sensitive areas, here basically atthe we both need to be naked completely, even remove our inner wears, and then we need to do oral sex, by sucking eachother parts like i would suck your boobs , play with your boobs, lick your pussy I mean your uterus, insert my fingers inside your uterus and give sex pleasure to you atthe ( my atthe was slowly getting uneasy and uncomfortable, but i continued to describe) and you too need to take my dick I mean my penis in your mouth suck it like ice cream and give sexual intimacy to me.

And next comes Emotional foreplay atthe 

1. Verbal intimacy: sharing desires, fantasies, and affection, here i would share my desires of sex, how i would like to get pleasure eg: i would say that I like to ejaculate my sperms on your body after sex? Something like that atthe
2. Eye contact: maintaining a deep, sensual connection, as I mentioned this is very important, because we should not feel shy when we have conversation so we should maintain eye contact without any hesitation.
3. Teasing: playful, gentle, and arousing interactions, here i would mostly do all this to get sexually close to you atthe, I will try to be naughty by teasing you sexually or making some double meaning jokes
4. Trust-building: vulnerable, open communication, here i would expect to talk openly with you atthe, like i would talk about your body parts, what i like most, ex: i would explain your boobs, talk about your was size or boobs size, would request sexual intercourse etc.

Atthe all this is required in foreplay to Setting the mood creating a comfortable, intimate atmosphere atthe and remember one thing atthe, foreplay is essential for building connection, trust, and pleasure. It's crucial to prioritize mutual consent, respect, and open communication.
Ahhaa , so now you tell me are you willing to sacrifice all this for the sake of muddu?

Atthe: (pausing, choosing her words carefully) Maga, I understand what you're proposing. While I'm willing to explore this for Muddu's sake, I need to ensure our boundaries are respected. I agree to engage in foreplay, but we must prioritize mutual comfort and consent. No pressure, no expectations. We'll communicate openly and adjust our approach as needed. (smiling softly) Let's focus on building intimacy and connection, rather than solely on physical stimulation. I want to feel secure and respected throughout this process.
 I'm willing to try this, maga. For Muddu's well-being and our unique circumstances.

Vishnu: (sighs, frustration evident) Atthe, I can't proceed if you're not fully committed. Foreplay requires vulnerability, trust, and intimacy. If you're hesitant, it's pointless,(firmly) I need your unconditional submission, Atthe. No holding back, no reservations. Our bodies, our desires, our pleasure – everything must be open and accessible.
(My Atthe's eyes widen, sensing the weight of his words)

Vishnu: If you can't surrender completely, I'd rather cancel this entire idea. I won't settle for half-hearted attempts or hesitation. It's all or nothing, Atthe.

Now my gaze intensifies, awaiting her decision, as i needed herself fully submitting to me.

Atthe: (hesitant, looking down) Maga... I understand. (pauses) I'll try... (her voice barely above a whisper)

Vishnu: (intently) Try? Atthe, I need certainty. Your full surrender, I mean how a wife submits herself to her husband.

Atthe: (taking a deep breath, resignation in her eyes) Okay, maga... I'll do it. (her voice laced with reluctance)

Vishnu: (searching her face) And you'll submit fully, without hesitation?

Atthe: (nervously) yes, maga... I'll try my best. (her eyes well up with unshed tears)


Vishnu: (softening slightly) Atthe, don't cry. This is for Muddu's sake, for our family. You know i don't have any bad intentions, and knowing that this the only option we have to be bold else i cannot do the 2nd option atthe, hence i need to force to submit yourself fully ( had a fake tears in my eyes)

Atthe: (forced smile) I know, maga... I never judge your loyalty (her voice cracking)

Vishnu: (gentle, reassuring smile) Atthe, my love, don't worry. I'll guide you through this. We'll explore together, at your pace.


My Atthe's eyes meets mine seeking comfort.


Vishnu: (softly) You're safe with me. I promise to cherish and honor your body, your heart. Trust me.


My hands cradle Atthe's face, my thumbs tracing gentle circles on her cheeks and rubs her lips.


Vishnu: (warmly) We'll create a sanctuary of love, where our desires and pleasure meeting to find solution for this problem. No fear, no hesitation. Just us.


My Atthe's tension eases, replaced by a fragile smile

Vishnu: (whispering) You're beautiful, inside and out. Your submission is a gift, and I'll treasure it. My lips brush against Atthe's, a tender lips.


Atthe: (her voice husky, eyes locked on Vishnu's) Maga, I'm ready... to surrender.
(Atthe's fingers trace Vishnu's jawline, her touch sending shivers her lips graze Vishnu's ear) Take me on this journey. Explore my body, my soul. (Atthe's breath whispers against Vishnu's skin, her warmth intoxicating her hands slide down Vishnu's chest) I crave your touch, your pleasure. (Atthe's eyes sparkle with desire, her voice barely above a whisper her lips brush against Vishnu's) Show me the bliss we can create together. (Vishnu's arms encircle Atthe, drawing her closer, her voice dissolves into a whisper) Make me yours, maga... completely.


Atthe: (snuggling closer) Maga, I'm tired now.

Vishnu: (whispering) Okay, my love. Sleep tight.

Atthe: (softly) Thank you for tonight... maga.

Vishnu: (smiling) Anytime, Atthe. I love you.
(Atthe's lips brush against Vishnu's, a gentle kiss)

Atthe: (whispering) I love you too, maga.

(Atthe's hand trails down Vishnu's chest, a seductive touch)

Vishnu: (breathlessly) Atthe...

Atthe: (smiling slyly) Just securing my spot, maga. (Atthe snuggles into Vishnu's side, her head on his shoulder)

Vishnu: (laughing) You're always secure, my love. (Vishnu wraps his arms around Atthe, holding her close)

Vishnu: (gently) Atthe before you sleep one last thing I had in my mind

Atthe: (curious) Of course, maga tell me.

Vishnu: (serious) I want to be clear about our intimacy. It's not just about desire; it's about creating a deeper bond to help with Muddu's lactation treatment.

Atthe: (understanding) I know, maga. I feel it too.

Vishnu: (reassuring) I promise, my love, my intentions are pure. I only want to support your efforts for Muddu treatment.

Atthe: (smiling) I trust you, maga. You've always been selfless.

Vishnu: (smiling back) And you've always been my rock. (They share a tender kiss, and whispers) Our love and intimacy will nourish Muddu, and our bond will grow stronger.

Atthe: (whispering) Together, maga.

Atthe: (yawns) Maga if that
's the only thing then... goodnight i m too sleepy today.


Vishnu: (whispering) Goodnight, Atthe. Sleep tight.

(They drift off to sleep, entwined in each other's arms)

[SK100]

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[Vishnu1]

Nice update bro.. waiting to see what lies ahead with Kamala and Rashmi

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[Vishnu1]

Later that evening, after Muddu has been fed and soothed, his grandmother tucks her into bed. Vishnu and Atthe sit by her side, their earlier moment forgotten for now. Muddu snuggles under her blanket, her earlier tears replaced by sleepy contentment. SHe looks up at Atthe with big, trusting eyes. 
Muddu: whispers ajji 

Atthe: hmm(she smiles softly, leaning over to gently brush a strand of hair out of Muddu's face) What is it, beta? 

Muddu: yawns, her voice growing sleepy Can papa and you.. will sleep with me tonight, right? Like we always do... She murmurs, snuggling closer to Atthe, her arm dbangd over her grandmother shoulder as they cuddle together in bed. 

Vishnu: gently kisses Muddu's forehead, smiling softly Of course, little one. We're your family, after all.

(As Muddu's breathing grows heavy and even, Vishnu carefully extricates himself from under the child's limbs)

In the dimly lit room, the three of them are settled in bed. Muddu is fast asleep on the far left corner, curled up with her favorite stuffed toy. Atthe is sleeping in the middle, her arms wrapped around a pillow, her face relaxed in sleep. Vishnu is on the far right corner, his arm dbangd over Atthe protectively. 

Vishnu: whispers, his breath warm against Atthe's ear Atthe...

Atthe: What is it, Vishnu? Is something wrong?(stirs awake, blinking drowsily as she lifts her head to look at Vishnu. Her hair is mussed from sleep, and she looks adorably rumpled. She turns her body towards him, resting her head on his shoulder)


Vishnu: gently runs his fingers through her hair, his voice barely a whisper No... nothing's wrong. I just... I wanted a moment alone with you. He leans in closer, his breath warm against her neck. Atthe's eyes flutter closed as she tilts her head to give him better access. 

Atthe: whispers back Muddu's asleep...

Vishnu: he responds, his voice deep and husky. His hand is now gently cradling the back of Atthe's head as he leans in closer to her, tracing the curve of her ear with his lips. I know... that's why I wanted this moment alone with you. He presses a gentle kiss to her temple, feeling a surge of affection towards this woman who has become so important to him.

Vishnu's hand slowly inches upwards from Atthe's waist, slipping beneath the folds of her saree and finding the hem of her blouse. He slides his hand underneath, his touch warm against her skin. He gently squeezes her breasts, his fingers playing with her peaks through the thin fabric of her blouse. Atthe bites her lip to keep from moaning too loudly. Vishnu: whispers You're so beautiful... Vishnu's hand continues to wander, exploring Atthe's body even as he manages to lay her down on the bed, making sure she is lying flat on her back. Her saree is carefully arranged around her, leaving her blouse-covered breasts accessible to his touch.Vishnu leans over Atthe, his touch gentle yet insistent. He continues to caress her breasts, feeling her hardening peaks through the thin cloth of her blouse. He can hear her breathing grow heavier, and her eyes flutter shut, lost in the sensations he's evoking. Vishnu: whispers Atthe... His voice trails off as he leans down to press his lips to the base of her neck, kissing and sucking gently. Atthe lets out a soft sigh, her body relaxing into the bed as Vishnu's touch becomes more confident. His hands roam over her curves, tracing the swell of her hips and the length of her thighs. He gathers the fabric of her saree in his hands, slowly inching it upwards to reveal her legs. ...

Vishnu's hands now move to Atthe's blouse, his fingers starts unbuttoning it. He pushes the blouse open, revealing the black bra she's wearing underneath. He hooks his fingers into the cups and slowly pulls them down, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze. He leans down, his mouth finding her peaks and sucking on them hungrily. Atthe: whispers Vishnu... Atthe's voice trails off into a soft moan as Vishnu's mouth continues to lavish attention on her breasts. His hands grip her waist, pulling her closer as he suckles. She can feel the warmth of his touch spreading throughout her body, igniting a fire within her. She arches her back, pressing herself closer to him, eager for more. Vishnu: mumbles You taste so sweet...Vishnu pauses in his suckling to admire Atthe's breasts, his eyes drinking in their beauty. He reaches out to gently squeeze them, his thumbs rubbing over her sensitive nipples. Vishnu: breathlessly Atthe, your breasts are perfection. They're so full and soft, like two plump pillows just begging to be sucked. And your nipples... they're so hard and pink, just made for my mouth.

Umm ahhh Atthe's breath hitches as Vishnu continues to worship her breasts. She can feel a warmth pooling between her thighs, a telltale sign of her arousal. She spreads her legs wider, an invitation for Vishnu to touch her more intimately. She hears herself say, "Vishnu... it's getting so warm down there..." her voice barely a whisper.
 Vishnu: looks up, his eyes filled with desire Show me...

Atthe's face flushes a deep red as she tries to avoid eye contact, her hands fumbling with the saree. She hesitates for a moment before finally speaking in a barely audible whisper. Atthe: shyly It's just... it feels funny down there... like it's all warm and tingly... She quickly looks away, embarrassed by her own words. Vishnu, understanding her shyness, smiles tenderly at her. He gently grasps her waist and turns her onto her side, so she's facing away from him. He positions himself behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. Through their clothes, he rubs his erection against her backside, his breath hot against her neck. Vishnu: whispers Like this, Atthe? Vishnu reaches down and pulls Atthe's saree up towards her waist, the cool air hitting her backside as it's exposed. He rubs his hardness against her, the fabric of his pants and her saree the only thing separating them. He leans forward, his mouth finding the shell of her ear. Vishnu: whispers So pretty, Atthe. Your saree is like a soft cushion for my dick.

Atthe: maga, I'm feeling something discomfort, umm
Vishnu pulls back slightly, his hands still wrapped around Atthe's waist as he looks down at her. He brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, his expression soft but determined. Vishnu: whispers Atthe, we're doing this for Muddu. She needs us to be close like this, to make her feel loved and wanted. And it's not like we're actually having sex, it's just foreplay. Atthe, we're doing this for Muddu. We need to stimulate your breasts so that you can produce milk for her. And the best way to do that is through foreplay.

Atthe: (nervously) i agree, but (Atthe blinks, her eyes meeting Vishnu's gaze. She bites her lower lip, a sign of her inner turmoil. Atthe: whispers )Vishnu, this is happening so fast... just yesterday we were barely speaking to each other, and now... now we're doing all this just to get milk for Muddu... Vishnu silences her with a kiss, his hands continuing to explore her body. 
. Atthe: whispers Vishnu, I think that's enough for today. We've progressed really fast, and I need some time to process everything. Can we just take it step by step from here? Maybe we can continue tomorrow.

Vishnu forces a smile, hiding his disappointment as he agrees to Atthe's request. He pulls back slightly, his hands leaving her body as he helps her adjust her saree back into place. 

Vishnu: smiles softly Of course, Atthe. We'll take it slow. Whatever you're comfortable with, I'm fine with it. He leans down and kisses her gently on the forehead.
Atthe pulls the blanket up to her chest, feeling a pang of guilt. Atthe: whispers to herself as she lies down I hope I'm not making a mistake... God, forgive me for these impure thoughts... but it's all for Muddu, isn't it? This is just the price of my past mistakes...

[SK100]

Waiting to see will our hero make Kamala pregnant or not

[Vishnu1]

Kamala slowly sat up in bed, pulling the sheet around her. She glanced at Vishnu, still sleeping peacefully beside her. A sense of unease settled in her stomach. They had only engaged in casual cuddling and kissing last night, not the more intimate acts Vishnu had suggested for milk stimulation. She sighed softly, realizing they would need to take things further if her plan was to work.

Without waking up Vishnu, she moves to kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Kamala stood at the stove, her hands busy with breakfast, yet her mind was elsewhere - consumed by thoughts of last night's events. She felt a warmth spread across her cheeks as Vishnu entered the kitchen, his presence commanding her attention, but Vishnu didn't wanted to discuss about Last night and make her feel uncomfortable so he wanted to divert the topic.

VISHNU: So,Atthe, have you ever thought about how much Muddu resembles you?Especially her eyes... they're just like yours.
ATTHE: (Smiling softly, she turns to face him) Really? I always thought she looked more like Shruti.
VISHNU: No, no, it's definitely you. In fact, sometimes when I look at her, I feel like I'm looking at a mini version of you.
ATTHE: (Blushing) You're just saying that, aren't you?VISHNU: (Chuckling) No, I mean it. She even has your cute little habit of tilting her head when she's thinking.
ATTHE: (Giggling) Oh, you noticed that too? I didn't realize it was so obvious. 
VISHNU: (Smiling warmly) How could I not notice?
VISHNU: And the way she hugs you... it's like she's trying to absorb all your warmth and comfort into herself.
ATTHE: (Her voice softens) She does love her hugs, doesn't she?
VISHNU: (Nodding) More than anyone else. She's always seeking your comfort, your attention. 
ATTHE: (Smiling fondly) She's my little shadow, maga. Always has been. Always will be.
VISHNU: But sometimes, when I look at you, Atthe, I can see glimpses of my dear wife Sarala in you. Especially the way you tilt your head when you're listening intently... it's just like how she used to.
ATTHE: (Her eyes widening, her voice barely a whisper) Maga... I don't know what to say...
VISHNU: (Taking a step closer) It's almost like having a piece of her back with me.
ATTHE: (Tears welling up in her eyes) Vishnu, do you... do you still miss her that much? Even after all these years?
VISHNU: (His voice thick with emotion) Every single day, Atthe. Every. Single. Day. There's not a moment that goes by when I don't think about her, when I don't wish she was here with us.
ATTHE: (A sob escapes her throat) I...
VISHNU: (Gently taking her into his arms) Please don't cry, Atthe. I didn't mean to make you upset. I just... I needed you to know that she's always with me, in so many ways.
ATTHE: (Clinging to him, tears streaming down her face) I know... I know she is... but it still hurts... knowing that you still grieve for her so deeply...

As Atthe continued to stir the vegetables, tears silently falling onto the stove, Vishnu stepped closer behind her. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. His hands gently caressed her belly, his mind filled with thoughts he knew he shouldn't be having. The way her body felt against his, the scent of her hair, the vulnerability in her voice... it all stirred something within him that he had long buried.
ATTHE: (Feeling his arms around her, she stiffens slightly, a small gasp escaping her lips) Vishnu, what are you...?
VISHNU: (His voice low and soothing in her ear) Shh, it's alright Atthe. Let me comfort you. You've been so strong for so long. (His hands slowly caress up her sides) You deserve to feel good, to be taken care of.
ATTHE: (Hesitates, her voice barely a whisper) Maga... this isn't right...
VISHNU: (Gently nuzzling her neck) Why not, Atthe? We're both adults. We both know what we need. (His hands continue to explore her body, his touch firm yet gentle) And besides, Muddu needs her mother's milk, doesn't she? (His large hands slowly cup her ample breasts through her blouse, feeling their weight and softness) Mmm, these are perfect for nourishing our little girl. (He begins to gently knead and massage her breasts, his thumbs finding her nipples and circling them through the thin fabric) Don't you want to make sure Muddu gets the best milk possible, Atthe? (His voice dropping to a low, intimate tone) We're family, Atthe. And Muddu is our world. Isn't her happiness, her health, more important than these societal norms? (His hands roam over her body, exploring her curves through her sari and blouse) And these curves... this body... it's meant to nurture life.
VISHNU: (Gently squeezing her breasts, feeling the warmth emanating through the fabric) Your milk is so precious, Atthe. The best gift you could give our little Muddu. (He leans in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispers) Let me help you express it. Let me worship this body that created and sustains our daughter's life. It's only natural, don't you see?
ATTHE: (A shaky moan escapes her lips, her resolve weakening under Vishnu's skilled touch and persuasive words) Maga... if you think it's best for Muddu...
VISHNU: (Sensing her hesitation fading, he presses on, his hands boldly cupping and kneading her breasts) It is best for her, Atthe. And for you too. (He rolls her stiffening nipples between his fingers) You need this release.
VISHNU: (Slowly began to unbutton her blouse from the top, his knuckles brushing against her swollen breasts with each button he undid)  he found her bra still in place - a delicate, ivory-colored  bra straining to contain her ample, swollen breasts. With her breathing they were moving up and down heavily with every touch of Vishnu.
 (Kamala's Her large, heavy breasts strained against the confines of her bra,
VISHNU: (He gently cupped her breasts in his large hands, his thumbs pressing against her stiff nipples through the bra.)Oh, Atthe... you have the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen... so full and lush... (He leaned in, pressing his face against her cleavage, inhaling deeply.
(His touch tender yet insistent, he slid his hand beneath the cup of her bra, his fingers gently caressing her warm, soft skin before circling and plucking at one taut peak.) "Atthe..." she gasped, her body tensing at the unexpected touch. Vishnu, meanwhile, could feel her slowly yielding, her reluctant submission fuelling his desire. "See, Atthe," your nipples have become so hard Just by my touch, now just imagine how they feel if I suck it? "See, Atthe? Your body knows what it wants, even if your mind is still hesitating." His other hand slid around to her back, deftly unhooking her bra with a practiced flick of his fingers. The lacy garment fell away, revealing her full, heavy breasts to his hungry gaze. Vishnu drank in the sight, his eyes dark with lust. "You have the most beautiful breasts, Atthe.
"Vishnu's gaze was riveted to her chest, his eyes taking in the sight of her dark areolas and hard, peaks-like peaks. He leaned down, his warm breath washing over her sensitive flesh before he captured one taut peak in his mouth. He suckled gently, his tongue swirling around her areola, as his hands kneaded her heavy globes. Atthe stiffened, her breath catching in her throat as a wave of sensation crashed over her.Vishnu switched to the other peak, lavishing the same attention on it. His hands continued to massage her breasts, lifting and squeezing the heavy mounds. Atthe's knees weakened, and she clutched at his shoulders for support. Vishnu took advantage of her unsteadiness, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her onto the kitchen slab. She landed with a soft thud, her back against the cool tiles, her legs dangling over the edge.
Vishnu stepped between her thighs, pushing them apart to make room for himself. His hands returned to her breasts, caressing and kneading the heavy mounds, his thumbs strumming over her peaks. Atthe's head fell back against the tiles, her eyes fluttering shut as she gave in to the sensations washing over her. She could feel the cool air against her wet, swollen folds, and the warmth of Vishnu's touch on her breasts. Vishnu leaned down, his face hovering over her chest as he continued to worship her breasts. His hot breath wafted over her skin, making her nipples even harder. He opened his mouth and sucked one peak inside, his tongue swirling around it as his hands massaged the other breast. Atthe's back arched off the slab, a little moan escaping her lips as she felt a dampness growing between her thighs. Atthe's moans grew louder as Vishnu suckled greedily at her breast, his tongue swirling around her nipple and his hands kneading her other breast. Her body responded eagerly, her back arching off the slab, her legs trembling as she felt the warmth spreading through her core. "Ah... ah... Vishnu...!" she moaned, her fingers tangled in his hair as she held him to her chest. Vishnu switched to the other breast, his mouth hot and insistent as he sucked and nuzzled. Atthe's breaths came in short gasps, her moans echoing in the kitchen as she squirmed under his touch. She could feel the evidence of her arousal growing wetter and warmer with each passing moment. "Please... Vishnu... it's too much..." she panted, her voice barely a whisper but her body continued to respond and even she didn't stop him. Vishnu ignored her feeble protest, his touch growing bolder. His hands slid down to her hips, gripping them possessively as he continued to feast on her breasts. Atthe writhed beneath him, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer even as she protested verbally. "Vishnu... no... we shouldn't... oh, god...!" she cried out, her voice breaking as he bit down gently on her peak.
The sound of a toddler's wails pierced the air, jolting Vishnu and Atthe out of their passionate haze. Vishnu's daughter, Muddu, had woken up from her nap and was now crying loudly in her crib upstairs. Vishnu immediately stepped back, his expression guilty as he ran a hand through his hair. Atthe quickly covered her bare chest with her arms, her face flaming with embarrassment. "Muddu's awake," Vishnu said, his voice ragged as he tried to regain his composure. "We'd better go to her." Atthe nodded, slipping off the slab and quickly gathering her discarded bra from the floor. As Vishnu hurried upstairs to tend to Muddu, Atthe stood rooted to the spot, her heart pounding as she tried to process what had just happened between them. Her body ached for release, her breasts still tender from Vishnu's attentions.

As Vishnu laid Muddu back in her crib, Atthe sank onto the couch, her body trembling with a mix of emotions. She felt disgusted with herself for the way her body had responded to Vishnu's touch, for the way she had craved his attention and affection. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she berated herself for being a bad mother-in-law, for agreeing to this unnatural arrangement just to cure her granddaughter's illness. Atthe buried her face in her hands and sobbed, the sound echoing through the silent house. She felt like she was betraying her husband and her daughter, like she was engaging in something depraved and immoral. But as she looked over at Muddu, sleeping peacefully in her crib, Atthe's resolve hardened. She had agreed to this for her granddaughter's sake, and she would see it through, no matter how disgusting she felt afterwards.
"Atthe, please don't cry," Vishnu said softly, sitting beside her on the couch. He hesitated for a moment before placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I know this isn't easy for you. It's not easy for me either," he lied, his voice laced with false sympathy. "But Muddu needs us to do this."Atthe, take a moment to collect yourself," he murmured, his hand squeezing her shoulder.  "I know you're uncomfortable with this, but Muddu's health is our priority." "Promise me you won't back out now." 
Atthe: "I... I won't," she whispered, her eyes downcast. "I know what I signed up for, even if it does make me feel so ashamed."
Vishnu: "Shh, don't cry, Atthe," he soothed, gently wiping away her tears. As he pulled her into his arms, he felt her stiffen briefly before she leaned into him, seeking comfort in his embrace.  "You're the strongest woman I know, remember that," he murmured, his lips brushing against her temple. "You're doing something no one else would dare to do for their grandchild."

Atthe: "I feel so dirty, Vishnu," she sobbed, burying her face against his chest. "Like I'm betraying everyone I love." Vishnu: "You're not betraying anyone, Atthe," he assured her, his hand stroking her hair. "You're a hero, sacrificing your own comfort for Muddu's sake." "And I'm here for you, every step of the way."

Vishnu slowly tightened his embrace, pulling Atthe flush against his body. He felt her relax into him, her shoulders shaking with quiet sobs. As he rubbed her back soothingly, he let his hands wander lower, feeling the soft curve of her hips, the gentle swell of her waist. He told himself he was only comforting her, but his touch grew bolder, his fingers brushing against the fullness of her breasts.Atthe was too lost in her tears to notice Vishnu's increasing boldness. She simply clung to him, seeking solace in his warmth and strength. But as Vishnu's hands continued to roam, his fingers tracing gentle circles around her nipples through her blouse, she began to stir, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Vishnu's heart raced as he felt her respond to his touch, her body subtly shifting to press herself closer to his.Slowly, Vishnu's hands crept up to her face, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, her cheeks damp with tears. He felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly drowned out by the desire pulsating through his veins. "Atthe..." he whispered hoarsely, his eyes flicking to her lips. She parted them slightly, her breath hitching as she realized his intent.
"Vishnu...we...we shouldn't..." Atthe whispered, her voice barely audible. But her words lacked conviction, her body leaning into his touch like a flower turning towards the sun. Vishnu's eyes bored into hers, his pupils dilated with lust. "Shh," he murmured, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. "Just for a moment, Atthe. Just a kiss, to make you feel better." Atthe's eyes fluttered closed as Vishnu's head lowered, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, coaxing kiss. She stiffened for a moment, her hands grasping his arms tightly. Then, with a shuddering breath, she kissed him back, parting her lips to invite him in. Vishnu deepened the kiss, his arms tightening around her as his hands resumed their earlier exploration, caressing her through the thin fabric of her blouse.As the kiss grew more passionate, Vishnu's hands found their way to the edge of Atthe's saree. Slowly, he began to unravel her pallu, his fingers trailing along her bare skin as he exposed her midriff. Atthe moaned softly against his mouth, her body arching into his touch. Vishnu took advantage of her distraction to push her blouse up, his hands sliding beneath to touch her bare skin. Her breath hitched as his calloused palms cupped her heavy, milky breasts. "Vishnu..." she whimpered, her head falling back to rest on his shoulder. "Mmm," he hummed against her neck, his lips tracing a path of fire down her throat. He gently squeezed her mounds, feeling their weight in his hands. "So beautiful," he murmured, admiring her. "And so full."

Vishnu's arms banded around Atthe, lifting her off her feet. She clung to him, her arms looping around his neck as he carried her into the nearby guest room. Her saree fell to the floor, a pool of vibrant silk in the hallway, forgotten. He kicked the door shut behind them, his eyes locked onto Atthe's flushed face. "Legs around my waist," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"Vishnu...please..." Atthe whimpered, her voice laced with desire and uncertainty as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse. The fabric fell open, revealing her lacy bra. Vishnu's breath hitched, his hands shaking slightly as he reached behind her to unhook her bra. Her heavy breasts spilled out, the creamy mounds quivering with her uneven breaths. "So beautiful..." Vishnu cupped her heavy breasts in his hands, marveling at their weight and softness. His touch gentled as he lifted them, his thumbs brushing against the undersides. Then, his expression turned intent, almost feral. He pressed his palms hard against the tender flesh, kneading and squeezing. Atthe gasped, her back arching off the bed. "Vishnu! It hurts..." she cried, her nails digging into his arms. Vishnu's lips closed around one rosy nipple, his tongue swirling around the areola before he began to suck hard. At the same time, his hand continued to press and knead her other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. The dual stimulation sent jolts of pleasure-pain through Atthe's body. She thrashed beneath him, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. "Ahh... Vishnu... too much..." Vishnu's excitement grew with each of Atthe's desperate moans. He scrolled down lifted her peticoat, revealing the dark black panty mound beneath. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, a heady mix of sweet and musky. He buried his face between her thighs, his nose pressing into her damp folds as he kissed her through her panties. Atthe's legs trembled, her hands flying out to push him away. "No... Vishnu..."
Vishnu paused, looking up at Atthe's face as he sensed her body's involuntary response. Her hips lifted slightly, unknowingly assisting him in removing her panties. The lacy fabric slid down her legs and away, fully exposing her glistening, hair-covered mound to his hungry gaze. Vishnu's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of her most intimate area, swollen and wet with arousal despite her verbal protests. Atthe's eyes remained unfocused, her gaze distant as if she was in a trance. Vishnu's hungry gaze fell upon her wet, pink pussy, the delicate folds glistening with her arousal. Her small clit peeked out from beneath its hood, swollen and sensitive. Vishnu's mouth watered at the sight, his desire overwhelming. He looked up at Atthe's face, holding her gaze as he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to her pussy. 
The first flick of Vishnu's tongue against Atthe's sensitive clit made her jerk and gasp, her hands flying to his hair. The sensation was electric, sending sparks of pleasure racing through her body. Vishnu held her gaze as he licked again, slower this time, savoring her taste. His hands came up to cup her breasts, kneading the soft flesh as he continued his oral assault atthe "You're so wet , umm salty Atthe,.. i feel your urine smell " Vishnu murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. "Like ripe mangoes, both tangy and sweet." He licked his lips, eager to delve back between her thighs. Atthe bit her lip ahhhh aweee aweee ahhhhhh, her hips rising to meet his touch as shyness gave way to need. "Vishnu... it's embarrassing..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Shh, let me enjoy you,"
Vishnu's fingers splayed her thicket of dark curls, parting her slick folds to reveal her core. He pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her entrance, his tongue delving inside to taste her fully. Atthe threw her head back, her fingers tightening in his hair as she moaned. "V-Vishnu... your mouth... it feels so... ungh!"
Ammaaaaaaaa ahhhhh uffff.   Vishnu ..After fifteen minutes of non-stop licking, Atthe finally pulled Vishnu up, his face glistening with her juices. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him with a fervor that bordered on ecstasy and she tasted her own love juice,Her lips moved frantically against his, their tongues tangling in a passionate dance as she poured all her emotions into the kiss. Vishnu responded in kind, his arms wrapping around her waist to pull her closer, his mouth devouring hers. Vishnu flipped onto his back, taking Atthe with him. She straddled him, her hair cascading down in a curtain as she looked into his eyes. Then, to Vishnu's shock, she began to kiss him all over, her lips peppering his face, neck, and chest with fiery kisses. She nipped at his collarbone, soothed the sting with her tongue, then continued her trail of kisses down his body vishuuu it's hard.. it's been ages I have felt it kanooo ufff...
As Atthe continued her shockingly passionate assault, her hand wandered down Vishnu's chest, abs, and lower still. Her fingers curled around the waistband of his boxers, the fabric stretching taut against his considerable arousal. Her touch was tentative at first, her fingers flexing uncertainly against the hard bulge. Then, as if drawn by a force beyond her control, her hand began to press down, slowly squeezing and caressing him through the fabric. Vishnu groaned, his hips arching up into her touch as he reveled in her innocent exploration. His voice was ragged as he cupped her cheek, turning her head to face him. "Atthe, darling... please, can you... take me in your mouth?" he asked, his voice low and hopeful. Atthe's face flamed at his request, her eyes darting down to the tented boxers. She hesitated, her fingers tightening around the waistband as if considering his plea. Then, with a shy glance at him, she leaned down and pressed a soft, closed-mouth kiss to the bulge. Vishnu's breath hitched, his abdomen tensing. But instead of lowering his underwear, Atthe merely kissed him there once more before sliding back up to claim his mouth with hers, silently refusing his request.

Vishnu gently pushed Atthe onto her back, hovering over her. He lowered his head to her breasts, his mouth hot and eager against the soft flesh. His hands kneaded the mounds roughly, fingers sinking into the pliant tissue as he stimulated her nipples with his tongue and teeth. Atthe arched beneath him ahhhhh aweeew vishuu, her moans growing louder and more frequent. After about ten minutes of intense stimulation, Vishnu felt the first warm drops of milk bead around her nipples.

As Vishnu continued to press and knead Atthe's breasts, he noticed the milk beginning to stimulate.Meanwhile atthe was gasping with pain when Vishnu forcing the tight squeeze around her nipples, At first, it appeared as tiny beads forming at the tips of her nipples, like dew drops on a morning rose petal. Each time he squeezed the soft mounds, a few drops would emerge, slowly trickling down the sides of her breasts. Vishnu's stimulation intensified, his fingers digging into the flesh as he massaged harder.

The increased pressure caused the milk to begin flowing more freely, no longer just a trickle but a steady stream. Vishnu's fingers, slick with the warm liquid, continued their relentless kneading. Atthe's body trembled beneath him, overwhelmed by the intense sensations. The milk stimulation sent jolts of pleasure through her, unlike anything she had ever experienced. Her nipples hardened into stiff peaks, aching and throbbing with each squeeze and tug.

Vishnu, his face glistening with her milk, looked up at Atthe with hungry eyes. He bent his head, lapping at the streams of milk flowing down her chest. Atthe watched, her breath hitching in her throat as he drank from her. "Oh, Vishnu..." she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as he suckled at her breast. "It feels so... ungh... you're drinking my milk..."ahhhhh ahhhhhh, yes atthe.. ah finally we did this... Soon Vishnu push is fingers inside her pussy to pressure her ro stimulate more milk and by his immediate attack atthe screamed  aweee slow puttaaa ammaaaaa uffff that was hard uhhhhh continue..don't stop ahhhhh yeahhhhh Atthe's voice trembled with emotion as she spoke, her words muffled by Vishnu's mouth as he continued to drink from her. "It's for my granddaughter," she whispered, her hand pressing against the back of his head, urging him closer. "She needs it so badly..." Her other hand reached up to push another breast into his face, desperate for him to drink more. "Drink, Vishnu... Ahhh.... naughty... As Vishnu continued to nurse at her breasts, Atthe felt her body coiling tighter and tighter. The overwhelming intimacy of the act, combined with the intense physical stimulation, pushed her towards a peak she hadn't known was possible without actual penetration. Every suckle of his mouth, every swipe of his tongue against her swollen nipples, sent her spiraling higher. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as the pleasure mounted.

Her hands clutched at Vishnu's head, her nails digging into his scalp as she urged him on. Her hips lifted off the bed, bucking against empty air as the need for release consumed her. The sensation of her milk being drawn out intensified the pleasure, until she couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. With a final, keening cry, Atthe shattered, her body convulsing with a powerful, milk-driven climax.
Atthe lay beneath Vishnu, her body still tingling from the intense milk-driven climax. As she slowly regained full consciousness, she realized Vishnu was poised to enter her, his body tense with barely restrained desire. Panic began to rise in her chest as she understood the situation. With the last of her willpower, Atthe placed a trembling hand on Vishnu's chest, halting his advance. Her voice was soft but urgent as she spoke, Atthe, her voice trembling with a mix of apology and desperation, reached out with a shaky hand to grab the bedsheet. With trembling fingers, she pulled it up to cover her body, hiding herself from Vishnu's gaze. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she spoke, her voice cracking with emotion. "Vishnu, please... we got carried away. Our intentions were pure, to just stimulate the milk for my granddaughter, nothing more..." "But in the heat of the moment, we lost sight of that. I'm sorry, Vishnu. So sorry. Please, just leave it at that. No more. No other things. Just... just let's just stick to the original plan, okay? For my granddaughter's sake, please..." Atthe's voice trailed off into a sob, her face buried in the sheet as she awaited Vishnu's response, her heart heavy with regret and fear.
Vishnu took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He placed a gentle hand on Atthe's shoulder, his touch reassuring rather than provocative. "Atthe, I want you to know that I understand. We both agreed to do this for your granddaughter, and that's what matters most. I'll be gentle and respectful, focusing only on stimulating your milk flow as we discussed. Your comfort and consent are my priority."

Vishnu comes out, stands in balcony... Kamala this is not over...i still need to stimulate the milk..in the night and at that time..i shall see how you would stop me...

[magneticpersonality]

You need to focus more on Maria.
Narration about Athe is boring

[Vijay@2050]

Hi bro pls update. Waiting for milking secession.. with Maria too

[magneticpersonality]

Waiting for update

[magneticpersonality]

Please update