Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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The girl's innocent looks won both Ramakanth and Jayanthi (his wife)
who had no children of their own. But they also knew the horrible
truth about Maya, that you cannot turn off generations of instinct.
And in the case of Maya, a girl who had seen sex from the time she
could walk and run, her natural predisposition would have been towards
a life of sex and prostitution. They hoped that their love and
affection would perhaps curb that natural instinct and they were
successful to a point. The little girl had been a loving daughter,
ideal in all respects. They named her Manya, in keeping with their
South Indian traditions though the girl was clearly North Indian by
her looks and speech. By the time she reached puberty she forgot about
her life in Benaras and even though she knew she was adopted, she came
to accept Ramakanth and Jayanthi as her parents.

However Jayanthi noticed the girl's blossoming body, a testament to
generations of selective breeding, no doubt. She had met Manya's
mother and grandmother before they brought her over to their home town
and she knew that the older the girl became, she would become bustier
and more voluptious. Her mother and grandmother had both had babies
before their 17th birthdays, and even at that age, her grandmother was
fitter and sexier than most 25 year olds Jayanthi knew. It was out of
this concern that she had Manya put on birth control pills the day she
entered puberty.

What she did not count on, however, was Manya finding out about her
past so early, on her 17th birthday. Jayanthi and Ramakanth were in
the kitchen under the impression that their darling daughter was still
asleep. But in fact, she had just gotten back home after a night with
one of the neighborhood boys, and after a quick clean up had come
downstairs for a quick snack. Instead, she overheard her parents
talking about her and her future.

"Jaya, I think you are overreacting", said Ramakanth.

"No Rama, I am not. You still see your little girl in her, but I see
her what she could be. Don't forget, I actually met her mother and
grandmother back in Benaras", countered Jayanthi.

"My mother and grandmother? Mom never talked about them before. She
said my real parents had died!" thought Manya to herself.

"I know dear, but she is not her mother's daughter. She is your
daughter, my daughter. She will not turn out the same" reasoned Ramakanth.

"No she will not Rama. I see the way other men look at her, and I can
tell that her body is reacting to that attention. She has it in her
blood Rama, she will turn out the same way..." replied Jayanthi as she
was cut off by a very shocked and troubled Manya.

"What do you mean it is in my blood? What do you mean I won't turn out
the same?" asked Manya, startling her parents as she stood there,
hands forming fists, tears running down her cheeks. Her head spinning,
she felt her world crashing around her as she went off asking
questions one after another as they came to her head.

It was a long day in Ramakanth's house that day as both husband and
wife took turns telling Manya the story of her past. That too, after a
long and useless argument with Manya wher where they tried to convince
her she did not need to know the truth. But eventually they told her
everything. That they did not know who her father was, because she was
born purely as an intent to become a prostitute. That for generations,
the women in her family were born and raised with the intent of them
becoming prostitutes. That over generations, their bodies had adapted
to be in such a way. That her mother now felt, that her natural
instincts might take over, if not already taken over.

There was an intense struggle in the young girl's mind, with the
teachings of her parents and what her body was telling her were in
direct conflict with one another. Manya remembered the day clearly as
if it were yesterday . For some reason her mind had blocked out these
memories, but she could clearly recollect them now. She remembered how
the next few months were the most conflicting of her life. How she had
deliberately stopped taking the birth control pills her mother had
given her. She remembered now the effect of discontinuing the use of
the same pills, and the resulting pregnancy. Her sister Tanya was in
fact her own daughter, and she was in this very town!! She had a
daughter who was a result of her slutty ways and she had denied her
all these years! No more, she decided! She would seek her out, bring
her home and teach her everything she knew, and more.