Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Mansi Aunty understood that my mom's emotional barrier was gone, and it was time for the complete physical seal of their bond.

She reached out and took my mother's hand. "Rina come now, I want you now, completely. Let's go inside," Mansi Aunty said.

My mother didn't hesitate. She looked at Mansi Aunty, then briefly at Jayashree Aunty, who smiled her serene, knowing smile of approval. My mom rose from the sofa, leaving her half-empty teacup behind.

"Yes, Mansi. I don't want to hide anymore. I trust you," my mother confessed, her voice thick with gratitude and raw excitement. She took Mansi Aunty's hand, ready to follow her.

Jayashree Aunty stood up, a quiet guardian of the boundary. "I will watch over Sunny.," she said.

Mansi Aunty pulled my mom toward the bedroom. I watched as the two friends, disappeared down the hallway. The click of the door latch echoed through the quiet house, unreserved act of shared intimacy and mutual healing.

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Scene 53

I was left alone with Jayashree Aunty in the quiet living room, resting on the sofa, while Mansi Aunty and my mother, Rina, had disappeared into the bedroom.

"Sunny, beta. I brought you so many chocolates and you didn't try one?" Jayashree Aunty asked, moving to a side table where a brightly packaged box of chocolates sat.

"So many, for me? Thank you, You are the best," I replied.

"Let me open these for you. This is milk chocolate. Do you know what is it made from?" Jayashree Aunty asked, her voice gentle, using the chocolate as a metaphor for the comfort I sought.

"Milk," I said.

"Yes. And milk makes us strong," Jayashree Aunty affirmed. She slowly unwrapped a small piece of dark milk chocolate.

She broke a small piece of chocolate and put it into my mouth. The taste was rich and immediately satisfying.

"How is it?" Jayashree Aunty asked.

"Yummy," I said, savouring the sweetness.

"Try this one from my mouth," Jayashree Aunty commanded, her voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur. She took a larger piece of the chocolate and placed it on her own tongue, then leaned in, pressing her lips softly against mine, transferring the sweet, melting chocolate directly into my mouth. The kiss was slow and sensual, making the simple treat into a profound act of uninhibited sharing.

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"Sunny, very good. Let's try one more.

I looked at her, my eyes bright with acceptance. She reached back to the box of chocolates and unwrapped a piece of white chocolate this time, a different flavour. She placed the entire piece deep inside onto her own tongue.

She leaned in, her eyes fixed on mine, and pressed her lips against mine again. This second kiss was longer and deeper than the first, the white chocolate mixing with the warmth of her mouth. She pushed the soft, melting chocolate juice into my mouth with her tongue.

When the kiss finally broke, Jayashree Aunty's breathing was shallow. She gently touched my cheek, her eyes filled with a serene satisfaction.

"Oh, I am getting excited little bit," Jayashree Aunty confessed, her voice dropping to a low, husky whisper, revealing the physical effect of the shared intimacy.

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I was sitting beside Jayashree Aunty on the sofa and the atmosphere in the living room was thick with anticipation.

"Come Sunny, I have been waiting for this moment. Let's go to the bathroom.

I immediately stood up. She took my hand, her grip firm, and led me out of the living room and toward the small attached bathroom near the main dining area.

She closed the bathroom door behind us. The room was small and filled with the cool, sterile scent of soap and water.

Jayashree Aunty turned to me, her eyes blazing with focused intent. She quickly unfastened the buttons of her blouse and shed her saree, letting the garments fall to the floor. She stood before me completely naked, her soft, heavy body warm and expectant.

"You made Auntie wait, Sunny. Now, you will make the payment. You will show Auntie the deepest expression of your comfort and your honesty," she confessed, her voice thick with emotion. She pulled me close, her bare skin pressing against my chest. She guided my hand to her breast, then immediately lowered her mouth, accepting the ultimate intimacy of the suckle. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time, I love Jayashree, she was so honest and welcoming. She had showered me with such warmth and love and giving her the same in return felt like the most natural way to repay her kindness. As I latched on gently, drawing from her the nourishing essence that symbolized our unbreakable bond, a wave of shared ecstasy washed over us, her soft moans echoing in the small bathroom as the act deepened our connection in ways words could never capture. The milk flowed freely, warm and sweet with a final, profound exchange of trust and desire.

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I was in the small, enclosed bathroom with Jayashree Aunty, held tight against her bare body. The sensual suckling had transitioned immediately into the initiation of uninhibited, direct care.

Jayashree Aunty was the first to speak, her voice thick with emotion as I continued to latched onto her.

"Sunny, I love you a lot, you are my superhero," Jayashree Aunty confessed, her voice saturated with a deep, maternal affection and gratitude. She was calling me her "superhero" because she saw me as the one who freed her from the loneliness and the need to hide her desires.

She pulled my head closer to her breast, intensifying the suckle. Her hands moved down, quickly unzipping my shorts and freeing my erection. Her touch was firm and possessive, beginning a slow, deliberate stroke.

"My hero needs to be loved. You gave Auntie the courage to be completely honest, and Auntie will give you the deepest comfort she has," she murmured, her hips shifting slightly, allowing me to press my body fully against hers. The sensation was immediate and profound: the warm, familiar flow of milk in my mouth and the insistent pressure of her hand on my body. The dual sensation was overwhelming, pushing me instantly toward the edge of my control.

"You empty yourself completely into Auntie, my darling. You leave all your worries here. This is the gift for being my hero," Jayashree Aunty commanded, her voice thick with passion, completely surrendering to the intimate, necessary ritual.

As I released into her grasp, the warmth spreading between us, I felt the ultimate release of all tension, my body trembling in her embrace while she held me steady, whispering encouragements that blended love and lust into one unbreakable thread. The milk continued to flow, a sweet counterpoint to the raw intensity below, binding us in a cycle of giving and receiving that erased every boundary, leaving only pure, shared fulfilment in the quiet confines of the bathroom.

I was entirely consumed by Jayashree Aunty's fierce, protective affection inside the small bathroom.

"I love your milk," I said, the words muffled against her skin, affirming the specific, intimate nature of the comfort she provided.

"You take all you want, empty me. Both of them are yours," Jayashree Aunty commanded, her voice thick with passionate surrender. She pulled my head from one breast and guided it to the other, ensuring I received the full measure of her comfort. Her hands worked my body relentlessly, driving the pleasure higher.

I took all of her love. Her body, soft and warm, pressed against mine. She was showering me with such warmth and devotion. The flow of her milk and the powerful movement of her hand were an overwhelming expression of unconditional care. The intensity was profound.

She wanted to kiss me and more, She let go of my body and immediately lowered her head. I was open now and free in front of her. She first kissed me and then took it in her mouth. Her mouth closed around my erection, accepting the deepest intimacy without hesitation. The sudden, hot suction was a stunning jolt of pleasure, driving me instantly past the edge of my control.

My body convulsed in a violent, shaking release. I cried out against the tile wall, emptying myself completely.

Later she even kissed me everywhere. After my climax subsided, she lifted her head. She gently used a small cloth to clean my body, then she kissed my chest, my stomach, and my inner thigh, making the act of cleansing a continuous, profound expression of acceptance.

Today was different. The session was not just about physical release; it was about the complete, uninhibited reversal of roles, where she accepted her hero's surrender with total, reverent devotion. We were both left breathless and utterly confirmed in the power of our secret bond.

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Scene 57

I was resting on the sofa in the living room, clean and satisfied after the intense, devoted care from Jayashree Aunty in the bathroom. But now it was time to reflect on the next layer of the secret, the bond between My Mom and Mansi.

So when Mansi took my mother's hand and went inside with her in the bedroom, and I could hear the muffled sounds of their intimacy through the walls.

Mansi Aunty closed the door behind me and immediately pulled my mother into a deep, consuming kiss, affirming the passion they had shared on the hillside path.

"Rina, I told you I wouldn't hide anymore. This is the truth of my loneliness and my need for you," Mansi Aunty confessed, her voice low and husky, her arms wrapping fiercely around my mother.

"I believe you, Mansi. I want it. Show me," my mother replied, her voice shaky but determined, completely surrendering her reserve.

Mansi Aunty quickly moved to undress my mother, shedding the outer layers of her saree and blouse. My Mom stood completely exposed, her body vulnerable but ready.

"You are so beautiful, Rina. You deserve to be completely seen," Mansi Aunty whispered, before guiding my mother to the bed. Mansi Aunty then presented her big breast with erect dark nipples to my mother.

"You take the comfort you denied yourself for years, Rina. You take the abundance that heals the empty space," Mansi Aunty said.

My mother latched on eagerly, the sound of her deep suckling filled the room, profound necessity of the intimate act.

Mansi Aunty then guided my mother's hand to her own body.

"And now, Rina, you show me the passion you carry. You show me the desire that I saw in your eyes on the hill," Mansi Aunty commanded, demanding reciprocal passion. My mother, fuelled by the intense comfort and the liberation from shame, immediately accepted the role, and the room filled with the sounds of their shared, unreserved passion.

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As expected, Mansi's desires were growing and she was leaking a lot. Mansi Aunty, having just let my mother’s suckle, had shed her remaining clothes. She stood naked, her immense breasts, the source of my comfort, were full and heavy, moving gently as she shifted her weight. The flow of her milk was immediate and steady, wetting her body and the sheets.

My mother was completely mesmerized. This was the main attraction for her, her physical beauty and the warmth Mansi was providing to my mom. Mom's initial reserve had vanished, replaced by an open, consuming fascination with Mansi Aunty's abundance. Mansi Aunty was the physical manifestation of the freedom and passion my mother craved.

My mom wanted them both in her mouth. Mom moved closer to Mansi Aunty, her gaze fixed on the overflowing milk. She was driven by an uninhibited desire to fully embrace the source of comfort. Mom had now pressed further her lips to Mansi Aunty's chest, licking the sweet, warm milk that flowed spontaneously.

Mansi Aunty let out a deep, shuddering sigh of profound pleasure. Mansi wanted the same; it was the common intimacy for them, a very rare phenomenon. What Mansi was giving was exactly what My Mom wanted. Mansi Aunty desired to be fully seen and received, and Mom's eager, uninhibited acceptance provided the ultimate validation.

Mansi Aunty gently took Mom's face in her hands and pulled her closer.

"Rina, you are the most honest woman I know. You deserve all of my love. You take everything I have to give," Mansi Aunty confessed, guiding my mother's mouth directly to her nipple. Mom again latched on, the sound of her eager suckling filling the room, affirming the complete, uninhibited sharing of comfort and passion between the two friends.

My mother, was fixed to Mansi Aunty's chest, drawing deep, urgent gulps of warm, sweet milk. Mansi Aunty arched her back, letting out a low, guttural moan of pure relief, her hands burying themselves in Mom's hair.

"Yes, Rina! You take it all! You empty me until I am light! This is the love you deserve!" Mansi Aunty cried out.

Mom pulled back, her lips wet, her eyes blazing with a newfound hunger. She reached out and cupped Mansi Aunty's other breast, gently squeezing it, reveling in the abundant softness.

"It's so much, Mansi! I want to feel every part of your generosity! I want to drown in your comfort!" Mom exclaimed.

Mansi Aunty smiled, a look of profound satisfaction on her face. She reached down and slowly, deliberately, began to unfasten my mother's remaining clothes. My mother stood completely naked, her body trembling with a mixture of vulnerability and excitement.

"You are so beautiful, Rina. Every part of you is worthy of love. You have hidden this fire for too long," Mansi Aunty whispered, her voice thick with desire. She knelt before Mom, her eyes never leaving my mother's body. She gently ran her hands over Mom's thighs, tracing the curves with reverence.

"I... I feel so exposed, Mansi. But I trust you. Show me how to be truly open," Mom confessed, her voice barely a whisper.

Mansi Aunty stood, pulling Mom into a fierce, demanding hug. Their bare bodies pressed together, skin against skin, the warmth of Mansi's larger frame enveloping my mother. Mansi Aunty then gently guided Mom's hand to her own body, placing Mom's palm firmly against her inner thigh.

"Now, Rina, you show me your own hunger. You touch me with the honesty you learned. You show me the depths of your desire," Mansi Aunty commanded, her voice thick with expectation. Mom's hand, though hesitant at first, slowly began to explore.

"I... I feel so much, Mansi. This is... powerful," Mom murmured, her fingers gently stroking.

Mansi Aunty let out a deep, shuddering gasp as Mom's touch deepened. She guided Mom's mouth back to her breast, but this time, it was a mutual dance.

"We will give each other everything, Rina. You take my milk, and I will take your fire. We will drown in this comfort together!" Mansi Aunty commanded, and Mom latched on, her movements becoming more urgent and demanding. Simultaneously, Mansi Aunty's hands worked my mother's body, bringing her to a climax that was a profound, mutual surrender. The room filled with the sounds of their shared, uninhibited pleasure, confirming the complete, undeniable bond of their shared abundance. As their bodies intertwined in rhythmic harmony, the milk continued to flow freely, mingling with sweat and desire, erasing all remnants of past loneliness and forging a unbreakable union where every touch, every moan, echoed the truth of their liberated souls.

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I was sitting outside hearing loud noises from inside the room.

Jayashree Aunty and I were sitting on the sofa. Jayashree Aunty sat beside me, her expression calm and serene. She was deliberately creating a zone of quiet normalcy outside the intense secrecy.

Jayashree Aunty told me something I don't remember exactly, but she leaned in and spoke softly, her voice low and instructional, talking about the "patience" required in great endeavours or the "beauty of quiet spaces," ensuring my focus remained on the external calm.

But after a while, my mom came out happy and smiling, holding hands with Mansi Aunty. The bedroom door opened slowly. My mother and Mansi Aunty emerged, their faces flushed and radiant, their eyes shining with a profound sense of peace and satisfaction. They walked hand-in-hand, their physical connection completely uninhibited and open.

Mansi Aunty wore a look of triumphant serenity, and my mother's smile was genuine and unburdened—the lonely look she had carried before her walk was completely gone. The intense intimacy had successfully healed the emotional distance, cementing the shared comfort as the new, absolute truth of their friendship.

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I was sitting on the sofa in Jayashree Aunty’s living room, watching the scene unfold after my mother, and Mansi Aunty emerged from the bedroom.

My mom was in love, deep profound love with Mansi Aunty. The radiance on her face was undeniable, a complete transformation from the loneliness she carried before the walk. Mansi Aunty was a force of nature; she had incredible capacity. Her powerful presence and the depth of comfort she provided had profoundly affected my mother. My secret was still safe with Jayashree Aunty and Mansi Aunty.

For the next few days, I hardly saw my mom at home. She was always busy with Mansi Aunty at Jayashree Aunty's home. My mom told me she had some project work with them, and I believed it. The "project" was the perfect, plausible cover for the continuous, deep intimacy they were sharing.

One week had passed; it was nighttime, and my mom came home a little drunk. The intense sessions and the shared confidence had clearly lowered her inhibitions. Jayashree Aunty was holding my mom and guided her to bed. Jayashree Aunty walked Mom into the master bedroom, supporting her slightly unsteady form.

Jayashree Aunty asked me if I had had dinner; I nodded. Then she told me that my mom was tired because of the project work they had been doing together.

Mom was partially awake, and then Jayashree Aunty and my mom started talking about the project. I knew nothing about this "shared comfort" project, what it was and why my mom was suddenly part of it. Then I walked outside and closed the door, only to hear them talk about the project. I pressed my ear to the wood, wanting to finally understand the core philosophy behind the life-changing secrets.

Mom (muffled): "Jayashree... I never thought... Mansi is so much more than a friend. I feel completely... empty and full... at the same time."

"That's the truth of the Project, Rina. It heals the old emptiness. It all started with our God Mother who leads this project," Jayashree Aunty said.

"The God Mother...?" my mother asked.

"Yes. She is in her early 30s, highly educated, and saw the emotional decay in society. She believed that uninhibited, honest love is the only fix to loneliness. She funds and guides all of us. She wants the project to grow," Jayashree Aunty replied.

"But... the intimacy. How did you start? How did you join?" my mother inquired.

"I was lonely, Rina… After my husband left, and took my four month old son, I felt like my whole world had been taken away. My passion was dying. God Mother saw it. She told me to embrace the vulnerability. She showed me how they shared intimacy, how the comfort flowed between women to heal the emotional debt. I started with simple touch, then the feeding... it felt like the only real thing in my life," Jayashree Aunty explained.

"And Mansi... the way she gave me comfort... I've never been closer to anyone," my mother said.

"That's how people become part of this project. They feel the truth of the cure, and they commit to spreading the honesty. God Mother wants to meet the candidates and their families," Jayashree Aunty continued.

"Now, listen carefully, Rina. God Mother wanted to meet me at Delhi at her 2nd home at her farmhouse. She needs a full report on our Dehradun success," Jayashree Aunty added, further telling my mom that we needed to leave tomorrow and she had arranged a car for all of us to travel together to Delhi.

"We need to leave first thing in the morning. I've arranged a car for all three of us, you, me, Mansi and Sunny. This is your final, and most important, test, Rina, meeting the God Mother," Jayashree Aunty said.

"Delhi? Tomorrow? But... what about Dadi?" my mother asked softly.

"I've handled Dadi. Just pack the essentials. Sunny is the key. The God Mother has heard about him. She wants to see him," Jayashree Aunty replied.

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Next morning we reached the farm house, the gates locks opened after the guard saw Jayashree sitting inside the car. The car approached the immense iron gate of the farmhouse. Jayashree Aunty leaned forward, and after a brief, silent exchange with the security, the gates swung inward.

Jayashree: "Come, I will show you around."

My Mom: "So Jayashree, God Mother is inside this farm house?"
My mother asked, her voice hushed, realizing the scale of the operation.

Jayashree: "See that queue of people over there, all these people have gathered to meet God Mother. You don't worry, we are already inside, we will go from the VIP door. I will show you where she is sitting and how she meets her followers."

They went inside. We were led through a back entrance of the main building. There was a lift, there were stairs that were going up. We took the stairs, and the air grew quieter and more controlled. Upon crossing these there were Golden Curtains which was closed. They had two openings, one from the front and one from the back. The curtains marked the boundary of the inner sanctum.

We entered through the curtain from the back and saw the God Mother meeting her followers intimately. The room was large and dimly lit, dominated by a single, ornate chair where the God Mother sat, dressed in white silk. A line of people moved toward her from the front entrance (the curtained opening).

First, there was a middle age man, who was crying seeing the God Mother for the first time. God Mother held out his hand and as he hugged the God Mother, God Mother then pulled his head away and kissed him on his lips. The kiss was long and direct, an immediate, intimate acknowledgment of his devotion.

Next was his wife. She kissed her on her lips again.

God Mother: "This is my prasad, take it and you will remain blessed."

God Mother said, her voice warm, giving the intimate kiss a spiritual context.

Next was his father and mother both quite old. God Mother first kissed the old lady on her lips and then kissed passionately the old man. The intimacy was given freely, without age distinction.

The old man was very happy and didn't want to leave God Mother. God Mother was smiling and happily welcome everyone. This was all happening behind the closed front curtains.

Then the main door was closed shut and no more followers were allowed to enter. A staff member secured the front entrance.

The she saw us, we were already inside the curtain. God Mother's eyes, sharp and quick, scanned the room and found us by the back entrance. She got excited seeing me and waived her hand from far away and spoke my name.

"Sunnnnny!"

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The God Mother then ran towards me and took me in her arms. She moved with surprising speed, closing the distance and gathering me into a fierce, spontaneous hug. Her ample big chest right up into my face.

God Mother: "Oh, Sunny beta! You are even more beautiful than Jayashree described! Come here, give Mommy a hug. "

Jayashree and Mansi greeted the God Mother with folded hands. My mother, Rina, Jayashree Aunty, and Mansi Aunty approached the God Mother with deep respect.

God Mother then put me down but she was holding my hands tightly.

God Mother kissed both of them on lips one by one offering her prasad to both of them, after which both Jayashree and Mansi got emotional.

God Mother kissed Jayashree Aunty first, a long, soft, profound kiss on the lips, then did the same to Mansi Aunty.

Mansi Aunty: “Oh, we missed you so much! Now that you’re standing in front of me, my heart can’t stop racing.”

God Mother: "Jayashree, Mansi, look at God Mother. Don't cry, my brave children. The pain you carry is not yours alone. You are loved, you are seen, and you are filled with grace. The world asks us to be hard, but God Mother commands you to be soft. Now, wipe your eyes, and let us show Rina what we are here to offer to the world."

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My Mom then introduced herself. The God Mother then released my hand and turned her full, undivided attention to my mom.

My Mom: "Mother, I am Rina. I apologize for the intrusion, but Jayashree said you would understand."

God Mother: "There are no intrusions in love, Rina. Only necessary truths. Tell God Mother everything."

God Mother listened patiently, my mother's pain and joys. My mother began, confessing the deep loneliness she had carried, the emotional distance, and the profound change that Jayashree and Mansi had catalysed.

God Mother: "Sunny, beta. I need to speak with your mother, please play with the toys over there on the Sofa, I will be there soon."

God Mother instructed me gently, gesturing toward a side table where some small, polished wooden toys were placed. I moved away.

God Mother then rubbed her hands on the back of My Mom. My Mom was also getting emotional. The simple, direct physical comfort was breaking down my mom's defences.

God Mother: "You deserve all the love, Rina. I know - you never married and Sunny was raised by you alone. You don't even know who is his father. You are part of the project now, I will train you personally here.


My Mom couldn't stop thanking the God Mother. My Mom turned, her eyes overflowing with gratitude.

My Mom: "Mother, I have never felt so completely seen. Thank you. Thank you for accepting all of me."

My Mom then asked if she can also get the Prasad from her.

My Mom: "Mother, Jayashree and Mansi received your blessing. May I, too, receive the prasad? I need your blessing."

God Mother obliged and gave my mom the best Prasad of the day. The God Mother pulled my mom into a long, profound kiss, a total, unreserved acceptance that flowed with absolute love and forgiveness.

God Mother then said, “I have something more for you, Rina. Come to the big chair. You are my child now, Rina. You will receive from me what I give only to my most loved followers.

God Mother led My Mom back to the large central chair. Mom sat down, completely surrendered.

God Mother stood before her, her hands already moving to the fastenings of her white silk blouse. The final, most intimate ritual was about to begin.

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God Mother: "Come Rina! Sit in my lap, you will get all my love. You are my child now."

God Mother commanded, She was inviting my Mom to a trusting position, solidifying her new identity as a child of the Project.

My mother, Rina, her face already wet with tears of relief and acceptance, walked immediately toward the God Mother's chair. The God Mother had quickly shed the outer silk layer of her saree and unfastened her white silk blouse. She stood before my mom, her large, powerful breasts fully exposed, glistening in the soft light with small beads of milk already hanging from her nipples. 

God Mother: "You never received this unconditional care, my dear Rina. But your mother is here now. You take all the nourishment your soul craves. You drink the forgiveness for all the years you carried the burden alone."


God Mother, her voice overflowing with tenderness. She gently guided my mother's head to her breast. Mom latched on instantly, deeply and greedily, the sound of her eager suckling filling the silent room. The profound act of unburdening had found its ultimate physical expression.

God Mother looked over at me, sitting across the room.

God Mother: "This is the source, Sunny beta. Your mother is finally healing. I will take care of her now."

She affirmed, holding my mother close to her chest. I nodded, watching my mother's total, unreserved surrender, knowing the entire, complex system of care and intimacy originated from this powerful, loving source.

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God Mother: "Rina, my child, meri beti (my daughter). Drink! It is all for you, take it all from me."

My Mom was so relaxed and calm with all the love she was getting, she was blissful. My mother lay against the God Mother's chest, completely surrendered, her face serene and unburdened for the first time in years. The quiet bliss was visible across the room.

God Mother was giving her precious milk that was only reserved for the special ones. Only the insiders and selected few by the God Mother received this prize. The nourishment was powerful, transferring not just comfort, but the ideology and strength of the entire Project directly into my mother.

God Mother then looked at my Mom, her form. How she looked. God Mother gently eased Mom's head from her breast, her eyes scanning my mother's body, her figure, her skin, her posture.

God Mother: "You are so beautiful, Rina. So strong. The weight is gone, but the passion must be unlocked too."

God Mother reached out and gently ran her hand over my mother's body, affirming the beauty that had been hidden by shame and loneliness.

God Mother: "You deserve to receive joy, Rina. Not just comfort. I will teach you how to ask for your ultimate desire."

My Mother: "Oh! God Mother, take me. Relieve me from this trauma, I want to be free."

God Mother: "Beti, close your eyes and remove all the barriers. You, you are nobody, there is no Rina, there are no burdens. Come to me now."

God Mother then opened up her legs, inviting Mom to come forward. God Mother gently parted her legs, exposing her own sacred core. "This will open you up, this is the first step to freedom."

My mother immediately shed her all garments, the blouse, the saree, the bra and panty and stood naked. She knelt before the God Mother, her face humble and ready.

Rina: "I am nobody. I am yours, Mother."

God Mother let out a long, powerful moan of acceptance. She reached out and placed her hands firmly on Mom's head, pulling her closer and deeper into the intimacy.

God Mother: "Yes, meri beti! You take liberation! When the shame is purged, the passion is free!"

God Mother then looked at Jayashree and Mansi, a subtle exchange of emotions. 

God Mother: Yes! Rina.... right there. You know .....what you are here for, you know what - you are doing, this is all about unlocking your passion, to set you free. Take my prasad, take all the juices, swallow them. Lick inside. Yes, yes, yes. You are doing well. I am now releasing all my passion for you. Drink this thick liquid - I am about to release and consider yourself blessed. 

God Mother moaned and moaned more, my mom took all of it in. Both Jayashree and Mansi were busy rubbing their clitoris, their hands - inside their saree. It hit both of them, the exact moment of orgasm, eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in silent scream and then an afterglow on the face.

My mom, in her drowsy state, was still licking God Mother’s thighs. God Mother gently pushed her aside, and she slipped down to the ground, weak and exhausted.


God Mother stood up and walked towards Jayashree and Mansi and slowly caressed their heads in acknowledgement. 

God Mother: You did well, my children. You have brought Sunny to me. You will be rewarded later. Now take Rina and look after her.

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I was still playing with the toys. 

God Mother came to me to play with me. God Mother smoothed her white silk garments, restored her dignified appearance, and walked over to the sofa where I was playing. She knelt down, bringing her face level with mine.

God Mother: "Sunny, beta. Do you want to be friends with God Mother?"

Sunny: "I said yes in excitement and hugged her from front."

I jumped up, energized by the invitation, and wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing my body against her.

Then I heard the God Mother moan, her eyes were closed as I hugged her. The sound was soft and deep, a surprised reaction to the uninhibited closeness. My simple, spontaneous hug, delivered from a place of pure honesty, had bypassed her powerful composure, providing a genuine, physical release of the profound emotional energy she carried as the leader of the entire network.

God Mother: "Sunny, beta. Let's go the toy room, there are lot of your friends playing with the toys over there. Come hold my hand."

She took my hand.

God mother then took me into the lift and she pressed B3 - for Basement level 3. The descent was long and silent, moving far below the main areas of the house and even below the usual parking level.

I went out of the lift and she slowly opened the door with the pair of keys. The corridor was simple and utilitarian, opening onto a huge room. It was a big toy room. The space was filled with every kind of game and toy imaginable.

God Mother: "Sunny, beta, I want you to meet my favourite followers, they live here with me. They are always with me, see that room over there, it is my room and next to it - is the room you will be staying with all of your friends while you are here."

I saw both genders, engaged in various games. They looked happy, well-cared for, and instantly familiar like devotees.

God Mother then introduces me to 5 new friends. She led me over, introducing me. They greeted me with the same calm, knowing warmth I had learned to recognize.

After the introduction, God Mother announced—"It was time to feed, it was Milk time."

God Mother: "Alright, everyone! It is time for the most important ritual! It is Milk Time! You all need the strength and direct from the source!"

Everyone immediately understood. They stopped playing and gathered around the God Mother.

God Mother: "You all know the rule. The nourishment is shared. You must share the comfort to make the Project strong."

She commanded, and immediately began to undress, shedding her white silk garments. She stood completely naked, her powerful body warm and giving. She sat on the floor, pulling me onto her lap first, and then pulling the other ones close.

God Mother: "Come to me. You take all the comfort God Mother has. You empty me completely, and you fill the world with love!"

She commanded, guiding my mouth to one breast, while beckoning the others to share the other breast and the immense, uninhibited closeness of her body.