04-02-2022, 02:05 PM
**Part 15.**
I left Nani’s house later in the evening. Dadi and Mr Arul took to filling up all my holes multiple times over the course of the day. Dadi even grabbed the camcorder from the hall and placed it in the room, recording Mr Arul pounding my sore asshole for the second time while Dadi used my mouth to release his cum. They took multiple pictures of me in various positions with cum dripping out of my holes on the guest bed, for his personal use, Mr Arul said. Dadi accepted it, making him promise that the pictures and videos stayed within the two of them. Mr Arul agreed with the guarantee that he would get to fuck me whenever he returned to the village.
I was exhausted when I left, my pussy and asshole sore from the activities of the day. Before I left, Mr Arul took me aside, giving me a strip of pills, telling me to take them the next morning to avoid getting impregnated. I got home, greeting my parents who were watching television in the hall and went straight to my room, my brother was probably out with his friends. I had showered in Nani’s house before I left, desperately trying to wash the cum off from my body.
“Shanti, how was your outing with Manisha?”, I heard ma ask me from outside my door.
“It was good ma.”, I replied, “I’m so tired, just going to sleep early tonight.”
“Have you had your dinner?”
I did. Nani had cooked some food for Dadi before she left, which he had made me eat naked in their living room.
“Yes, ma. I did.”
A month or so had passed, and thankfully, I had gotten my period a week after that day. We had gone to Nani’s house a few times since then as a family, with Dadi and me acting casual as if nothing had happened between us. He would try and cop a feel of my body as and when he had the opportunity to be alone with me, ensuring Nani or my parents were no where close to us. I tried my best to avoid going there alone and spent more time in college with my friends. Mr Arul has been quiet as well, I haven’t heard a word from him since he left back to the city. Deep down I was always fearful that one day those pictures and videos may end up on the internet and somebody would recognize me.
Classes continued as usual, with assignments continuously filling up my free time at home. I also started to spend more time with Manisha and getting to know Rahul. He came from a well to do family in our village, his father owned several sundry shops in a few villages. He is small framed and skinny, slightly taller than 5 feet. He hair slicked neatly to the side and always wore his thin framed glasses. Rahul was always soft spoken and well natured to wards me, and I started to like him as a friend as well. Manisha had started to get serious with him as well, constantly flirting and spending more time with him. I could tell she really liked him.
It was the week after our final examinations that Manisha had come spend the night over at my house. We had been looking forward to a girl’s night sleepover, and it has been a long time since we had spent time together, just the both of us. We have been friends for the last 7 years, starting from college, and it just so happened we both got into the same college in the township near our village.
We spoke a lot about college assignments, other girls and of course, boys.
“So…. You really like Rahul, huh?”, I teased her.
She giggled softly, swinging her long hair back, her flawless light brown skin shining under the fluorescent light. “Yes. I do ... he is sweet.”
“He is sweet? Or he tastes sweet?”, I looked at her, smiling slightly.
She laughed out loud, pinching my thighs.
“Owwwww…. That hurt Manisha”, I laughed back, rubbing my thigh.
“Pfft.”, she rolled her eyes at me, smiling widely, her left hand slowly rubbing my calf. “He is sweet … to me. He treats me well.”, she looked me in the eyes. “He doesn’t have many friends in college, always keeping to himself.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. He plans to leave and finish his studies abroad, so I guess he really isn’t interested in staying here anymore.”, she said, looking down, a slight frown on her face, her beautiful pink lips curled downwards.
“Do you plan to follow him?”, I asked, curious.
“You know we can’t afford it.”, she said sadly. “Maybe after graduation. I would go wherever he is.”
“I see.”, I nodded slightly. “…and he is ok with that?”
“Yea. He is. He said he will bring me there once he has settled in.”, she said, smiling slightly. I could tell Manisha really liked him. I reached out and patted her head playfully.
“So…. Have you guys done it?”, I said, grinning at her.
Manisha looked at me with a naughty smile. “Hehehehe …not yet.”, she snickered softly. “Just some light groping as we make out. He’s very shy around me, even when we are alone together.”
“Has he seen you naked yet?”.
“What?! NOO!.”, she blushed hard, avoiding looking at my face. “We are meeting tomorrow though.”
“Where?”
“At a hotel in town.”, she said shyly.
“What! A hotel?! So, you guys do intend to do it then?”, I said, my eyes opened wide.
“No. Maybe. I don’t know.”, she said, she reached out and held my hand. “We do occasionally rent a room for a couple of hours, but just to make out.”, she said softly, “It’s difficult for us to get any time alone. His family is always at home, so is mine. So, we rent a room at random hotels to kiss.”, she giggled again.
“Right. Just kiss.”, I rolled my eyes at her, smiling slyly.
“I don’t know. I might take things to a higher level eventually.”, she said in a serious tone, her big brown eyes looking up at the ceiling, as if in deep thought. “Why don’t you tag along for a little while tomorrow?”
“What the hell? Why would I tag along? To watch the both of you kiss?”, I blurted out, trying to hold back my laughter.
“Hahahaha, for fun. Just to see his face when both of us appear at the door.”, she smiled cheekily. “Hang out with us for a little while. Then leave. The hotel isn’t so far from here anyway.”
“Fine.”, I let out a long sigh to playfully show my annoyance at her. “But I’ll leave if things get out of hand between the both of you.”
Manisha grinned at me, “It just might.”, she laughed.
**End of Part 15.**
I left Nani’s house later in the evening. Dadi and Mr Arul took to filling up all my holes multiple times over the course of the day. Dadi even grabbed the camcorder from the hall and placed it in the room, recording Mr Arul pounding my sore asshole for the second time while Dadi used my mouth to release his cum. They took multiple pictures of me in various positions with cum dripping out of my holes on the guest bed, for his personal use, Mr Arul said. Dadi accepted it, making him promise that the pictures and videos stayed within the two of them. Mr Arul agreed with the guarantee that he would get to fuck me whenever he returned to the village.
I was exhausted when I left, my pussy and asshole sore from the activities of the day. Before I left, Mr Arul took me aside, giving me a strip of pills, telling me to take them the next morning to avoid getting impregnated. I got home, greeting my parents who were watching television in the hall and went straight to my room, my brother was probably out with his friends. I had showered in Nani’s house before I left, desperately trying to wash the cum off from my body.
“Shanti, how was your outing with Manisha?”, I heard ma ask me from outside my door.
“It was good ma.”, I replied, “I’m so tired, just going to sleep early tonight.”
“Have you had your dinner?”
I did. Nani had cooked some food for Dadi before she left, which he had made me eat naked in their living room.
“Yes, ma. I did.”
A month or so had passed, and thankfully, I had gotten my period a week after that day. We had gone to Nani’s house a few times since then as a family, with Dadi and me acting casual as if nothing had happened between us. He would try and cop a feel of my body as and when he had the opportunity to be alone with me, ensuring Nani or my parents were no where close to us. I tried my best to avoid going there alone and spent more time in college with my friends. Mr Arul has been quiet as well, I haven’t heard a word from him since he left back to the city. Deep down I was always fearful that one day those pictures and videos may end up on the internet and somebody would recognize me.
Classes continued as usual, with assignments continuously filling up my free time at home. I also started to spend more time with Manisha and getting to know Rahul. He came from a well to do family in our village, his father owned several sundry shops in a few villages. He is small framed and skinny, slightly taller than 5 feet. He hair slicked neatly to the side and always wore his thin framed glasses. Rahul was always soft spoken and well natured to wards me, and I started to like him as a friend as well. Manisha had started to get serious with him as well, constantly flirting and spending more time with him. I could tell she really liked him.
It was the week after our final examinations that Manisha had come spend the night over at my house. We had been looking forward to a girl’s night sleepover, and it has been a long time since we had spent time together, just the both of us. We have been friends for the last 7 years, starting from college, and it just so happened we both got into the same college in the township near our village.
We spoke a lot about college assignments, other girls and of course, boys.
“So…. You really like Rahul, huh?”, I teased her.
She giggled softly, swinging her long hair back, her flawless light brown skin shining under the fluorescent light. “Yes. I do ... he is sweet.”
“He is sweet? Or he tastes sweet?”, I looked at her, smiling slightly.
She laughed out loud, pinching my thighs.
“Owwwww…. That hurt Manisha”, I laughed back, rubbing my thigh.
“Pfft.”, she rolled her eyes at me, smiling widely, her left hand slowly rubbing my calf. “He is sweet … to me. He treats me well.”, she looked me in the eyes. “He doesn’t have many friends in college, always keeping to himself.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. He plans to leave and finish his studies abroad, so I guess he really isn’t interested in staying here anymore.”, she said, looking down, a slight frown on her face, her beautiful pink lips curled downwards.
“Do you plan to follow him?”, I asked, curious.
“You know we can’t afford it.”, she said sadly. “Maybe after graduation. I would go wherever he is.”
“I see.”, I nodded slightly. “…and he is ok with that?”
“Yea. He is. He said he will bring me there once he has settled in.”, she said, smiling slightly. I could tell Manisha really liked him. I reached out and patted her head playfully.
“So…. Have you guys done it?”, I said, grinning at her.
Manisha looked at me with a naughty smile. “Hehehehe …not yet.”, she snickered softly. “Just some light groping as we make out. He’s very shy around me, even when we are alone together.”
“Has he seen you naked yet?”.
“What?! NOO!.”, she blushed hard, avoiding looking at my face. “We are meeting tomorrow though.”
“Where?”
“At a hotel in town.”, she said shyly.
“What! A hotel?! So, you guys do intend to do it then?”, I said, my eyes opened wide.
“No. Maybe. I don’t know.”, she said, she reached out and held my hand. “We do occasionally rent a room for a couple of hours, but just to make out.”, she said softly, “It’s difficult for us to get any time alone. His family is always at home, so is mine. So, we rent a room at random hotels to kiss.”, she giggled again.
“Right. Just kiss.”, I rolled my eyes at her, smiling slyly.
“I don’t know. I might take things to a higher level eventually.”, she said in a serious tone, her big brown eyes looking up at the ceiling, as if in deep thought. “Why don’t you tag along for a little while tomorrow?”
“What the hell? Why would I tag along? To watch the both of you kiss?”, I blurted out, trying to hold back my laughter.
“Hahahaha, for fun. Just to see his face when both of us appear at the door.”, she smiled cheekily. “Hang out with us for a little while. Then leave. The hotel isn’t so far from here anyway.”
“Fine.”, I let out a long sigh to playfully show my annoyance at her. “But I’ll leave if things get out of hand between the both of you.”
Manisha grinned at me, “It just might.”, she laughed.
**End of Part 15.**
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