Misc. Erotica Malini Rice Mill

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“You can’t be serious, Ram,” my wife exclaimed.  “I am serious, Malini.  I am a practical man.  To me, my wife’s dream to start up a Rice Mill of her own and secure a wonderful future for my two sons, is more important than letting her sleep with Manoj for fun.  If I was there I would have struck a deal with Manoj already and let him have you in bed in exchange for helping you start up your own Rice Mill,” I said.  “My God, Ram, I did not know about this. I yelled at Manoj when he tried to kiss my lips again.  Without speaking a word he dropped me here.  While dropping me here, he hugged me and I refused to hug him back; when he kissed my cheek I just ignored him and came to you,” my wife said.  “Malini, you have ruined your chances of making your dream come true.  We are going to be poor forever,” I said.  “All because of you, Ram, you have to take the blame, if you had told me that you were okay with Manoj romancing me, I would not have denied his second kiss and would have kissed his lips back and went to the old man’s hut and let him make love to me and started the paperworks of my Rice Mill,” my wife said in a disappointed tone.  “It's not too late, my love, Manoj is coming today to buy jewels for you.  You can let him have your pussy today,” I said.  “Ram, are you sure about this, please tell me?” my wife said.  “I am 100% sure about this, Malini.  Please feel free to offer your pussy to Manoj, do it for our sons,” I said.  “Sure Ram, but the problem is, while he was saying that he is going to come today to buy jewels for me and leaving, I told him I don’t want his jewels and told him not to meet me ever again,” my wife said.  “Oh no.!” as I exclaimed, “but Ram, I think he will come,” my wife said.  “How do you know?” I asked.  “Something inside me tells me that Manoj will come for me,” my wife said.  “Let's hope Manoj comes for you, Malini,” I said.



Unfortunately for us, the whole day Manoj did not come.  The whole week Manoj did not come, and my wife had started missing him already and even started crying at home.  She even refused to come to work.  Since our boss Gopalan was out of station, I had to take care of the Rice Mill, therefore I started going to the Rice Mill alone.


Meanwhile at the Rice Mill, sensing that our boss Gopalan was out of station, our Caste’s Political Outfit leaders who have been enjoying themselves with the Lower Caste beauties at our Rice Mill, had tipped off about the availability of the beautiful Lower Caste pussies for favours in our Rice Mill to Our Caste’s Supreme Leader Ramamurthy.  Ramamurthy, just like his father who had a weakness for Lower Caste beauties and spent his whole life enjoying every Lower Caste Beauty’s pussy he could in exchange for favours, had addicted his son Ramamurthy to Lower Caste Beauties’ pussies as well.  After his father, Ramamurthy became our Caste’s Supreme Leader.  Though on the political meeting stages, Ramamurthy used to spew his hatred on Lower Caste people, just like all his subordinate Caste leaders, he was a hypocrite as well, and was into Lower Caste beauties all the time.


When our Caste boy eloped with a Lower Caste girl, all our caste men were against their intercaste marriage, Ramamurthy vowed on a Political meeting stage that he will murder the Lovers to save the honour of our Caste.  Ramamurthy, along with our Caste’s Political Outfit leaders, went all the way to Chennai where the lovers had Register Married and were trying to start a family.  Ramamurthy took Our Caste Boy and the Lower Caste Girl into his control.  Threatening the newly married Lower Caste beauty that he will kill her husband if she does not sleep with him, our Caste supreme leader sent all of us out except his teenage son, he took her inside the bedroom and began making love to her.  To save the life of her husband, the Lower Caste beauty agreed to sleep with Ramamurthy.  She was looking stunningly beautiful, no less than a cinema heroine, no wonder our Caste leader came all the way from our Village to have her pussy.  The Lower Caste beauty was so tender and yummy while enjoying her in her bedroom that our caste Supreme leader Ramamurthy let his own son have her pussy after him.  She begged him not to let his son have her pussy, but he was in no mood to listen to her and kissed her lips and went out, letting his son enjoy her pussy.