Fantasy The Longing (Completed)

[Abstar]

(On the birthday (and the first death day as well) of Anish)

The hall was decorated; lights were perfectly pouring in the romanticism. The vanilla flavoured cake with Anish’s name embossed was arranged on the table. And this arrangement; along with me, was waiting for the most celebrated attendee of the birthday - Soudamini… Yes, you heard it right..  Just Soudamini… Why unnecessary call her aunt when she was going to sleep with me in the next few hours? Yes, I was confident that she had accepted my proposal, looking at her behaviour for the last couple of days; and further asking me what I would like her to wear for the birthday. I was eagerly waiting for the apsara to appear on the stage. 

I stood up mechanically, as I heard anklet noise upstairs. She paused for just a second and started walking down the stairs. 

“Woww…” was all I could say as I noticed she was wearing a pista colored, thin-fabric, chiffon saree; impeccably plated to give an idea of her lustrous figure. Her tightly stitched blouse which was protruding her pointy nipples; big earrings dangled in her ears and a single bangle in her right hand gave her class look.

Her face was glowing as always; but lacked the everyday’s confidence. Eyes were watery as always; but were bearing anxiety of deer who had sensed the hunter nearby.

Yeah… I liked that. I liked that submissive transformation. I have been watching it every time I have trapped the prey. It gives me sheer pleasure! I walked up the stairs halfway with a widened chest to receive the queenly beauty. 

“I am obliged, that you accepted my proposal,” I smiled; kissing her delicate hand. 

“Allow me to take you to the table,” I warmly said, putting my other hand on her shoulder while still holding her left hand within my. We walked slowly towards the table. “You are looking so gorgeous..” I mumbled in her ears and she smiled faintly.

She looked at the cake and suddenly her eyes moistened. 

“Hey It is okay…. Remember you promised me… No more tears .” I said this rubbing her shoulders. I turned her towards me to hold her by the chin but she diverged and said, “I am ok.”

“Good then..,” I grinned, “Let's cut the cake. I took the knife in my hand.

She gestured to wait; forwarded to put tilak on Anish’s photo and offered flowers there. I was standing beside her and observing her body. Damn.. I got hardon as the impression of a pointy nipple again caught my attention… I licked my lip looking at those perfect udders as if sculpted by someone. My lips pouted as I wondered how it would feel to hold her rubbery areola in mouth and suck to heart’s content. 

“Dear Anish, my mind will always carry the emptiness caused by your exit,” she said, moving fingers over the photo frame.

I was looking at her hungrily. ‘I will fill up all your emptiness, darling. You will forget both Anish and your husband,’ I talked to myself. As she closed eyes and started mumbling something, I stepped back a little to observe her back. Her hair was styled in a bun. Deep back blouse was exposing an ample amount of creamy skin. My eyes moved down; scanning her slim waist, towards her bums. ‘Gosh! Seems like next year, I have to manage regular visits here. She’s too hot to get off my mind after a few encounters,’ I thought.

I slowly caressed her bum with my hand, and she looked at me.

I smiled flirtingly. “I will always be there Soudamini…for your sake… for Anish sake… Let's cut the cake, It's getting late.”

She looked startled hearing me call her by her name this time. But she quietly turned to the table to cut the cake. I mischievously followed her and again my hand moved all over her saree covered inviting ass. I blew on her open neck and whispered in her ears, “You are not angry, are you? I can call you Soudamini, right?” 

She didn’t reply. I put my hand on her waist and my fingers whirled around her navel; other hand holding her shoulder from behind.

She whined!

“What happened?” I asked with a cunning smile.

“Nothing,” came a cold answer from her. 

“Then hurry up, let's cut the cake…” I handed her over the knife. 

“For Anish,” I roared.

“For Anish,” she said. Our eyes met as she waved the knife and cut the cake.

And we sang birthday wishes for Anish.. I cut out a big piece of cake. And rather than feeding it to Soudamini, I offered it to Anish's photo. Another clever step from me! I knew I had to make her emotional to easily spread her legs for me.

I turned back and was pleased to see her smile. I rushed back to her and took her sexy body in my arms..

“Ohhhh Soudamini…” I showered tons of kisses on her collarbone and pretty chicks.

“Aaahhh..,” She signed, “Have cake first…” she said and she feeded me the piece of cake… 

I munched on it hungrily. “Mmmm… deliciously made… just like you, Soudamini. There is no match to ‘how you look’ and ‘what you cook’,” saying this, I slurped her chick. 

Her lips parted and she moaned. My left hand reached her over the thin saree and started doughing it. My god… its soft, yet tight touch made me devil. I started tweaking her nipple between thumb and index fingers.. And attacked her neck with my wet tongue. 

My mouth hungrily moved towards her lips but she quickly inserted one more piece of cake. I had no option but to eat while still playing with her majestic breasts. As I saw her hand moving for the third piece of cake, I caught it and sucked her fingers all clean, taking them all into my mouth…

She melted completely. 

“Let's have a meal first..” she said. I understood she was trying to delay our mating but I had lost my patience.

“First sate my year long hunger.” I said and kissed directly on her lips.

Her soft lips tasted lucious. I hungrily sucked off the nectar of her lips as my hands rubbed her from head to toe. 

“Mmmm…mmm.” was all she could say and I invaded her mouth with my tongue. Diving it deep into her sweet saliva; exploring her dentals and every corner of the inside of her chick… That was a sloppy kiss!

And when I broke it panting for breath, she was all shaking, struggling to stand properly, holding the dining table. I picked her up with one hand under her knees and the other under her neck and started walking towards her room upstairs.

She was looking down with excitement and shame; and I was getting more aroused seeing her fall. I reached the top of the stairs and turned right towards her room.

“Let's go to Anish’s room. We are celebrating his birthday,” came from Soudamini’s mouth; who was not able to make eye contact with me.

When I heard this, a volcano of taboo excitement flew through my blood and I walked to Anish’s room with his sweet mother in my hand. I kicked the door harshly and put her on Anish’s bed.. She relied on her elbows to see at me with her glittering eyes. I proudly undid all my clothes. I did look at her expression when I finally threw off my undie but she was breathing silently. 

I bent over her and kissed her vigorously one more time and made her sleep and put hand to her pallu. I started feeling dizzy, as I started pulling her pallu. For support I put both my hands on bed… and… and..

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(On the same evening - The conclusion)

I remember all of this. But it feels like it's been going on for ages.. I am feeling like getting out of deep sleep. Eyelids are heavy and I am struggling to open my eyes. I could now hear the hisses of a woman. Of course she has to be aunt Soudamini, who else could be?...Comes to my mind.  

“Where are you sexy?” I mumbled trying to make sense of the surroundings.

xxx

And suddenly comes a hard slap on my face…

“Motherfucking… bitch… Whose this?”, unlike my other senses, temper quickly hits its high.

“Don’t you recognise me? You bastard..”, somebody is speaking, holding me by my throat and I can make out the trembling sound of aunt Soudamini.

“Wh.. wh… why are you doing this to me?” my heart is racing as I realise that I am handcuffed and tied to bed. 

“Ask your conscience… you rascal… Oh, you don’t have any left within you, right?” Her sharp voice is coming from very close. 

“Listen.. Listen Aunty… I haven't done anything wrong. If you were not okay with it, you should have clearly expressed your denial earlier…,” My throat is soaking and I gulped before continuing, “Whatever… easy… take it easy… maybe I read it wrong. I thought as you like me and you are way more forward than ladies with typical indian mindset, you won’t mind having a relationship with me…”

“Don’t you feel slightest shame saying this?,” the question comes with another slap straight on my left cheek this time.

“Fuckk… ,” I cry in pain and hold my anger somehow. “Look… mistakes have happened… We can’t do anything about that.. I only had good intentions for you… I thought you would enjoy my company… Anyways, I think it somehow didn’t work… So let me say you sorry with free hands. And I will never show you my face again…”

“Leave you? And without giving you the treatment you deserve?” Her sharp voice was now trembling with anger.

“Wh..what? What are you going to do with me? Kill me? Bring in the security officer? For just ‘trying’ to be physical with you? Common aunty… now I really think you are a completely different lady than what I have thought. I made a big mistake coming here to console you. If you were so much allergic to the idea of sleeping with me, why didn’t you say damn no at the time I proposed? Why not in the birthday celebration downstairs where all the time you were in my arms? What kind of love for me made you feed me the piece of cake kept next to Anish’s photo? And now suddenly in the bed you become the lady with fidelity?,” I cough, take a deep breath and say, “Or coming to the bed you realise I am not fit for your taste? Huh?”

Hearing this she violently attacks me hitting and scratching me, pulling my hairs. she could. I cannot do anything but cry for help. But there is nobody in the bungalow and surroundings. 

Aunt leaves me to bring a tape and seals my mouth. By now I am sure that I have fallen into a big trouble and something bad is going to happen.

“Enough of your nonsense… Oh god! I was thinking of your bold comments and initiatives as harmless jokes. Had I only got the slightest hint of your sick mentality earlier,” she cried sorrowfully, “My Anish...my Anish would have been alive now,” she burst into tears.

“What do you think? You will outsmart everyone? Of Course you succeeded last year. But the filthy demon hiding in you brought you here. Someone has rightly said, you are punished for your sins in the same life. Why? Why did you kill my son?,” She attacks me. 

I signalled her to free my mouth. 

“You are mad aunty.. You need mental treatment now. I mean seriously? I killed Anish? What makes you think so? And all we saw with our naked eyes? What about that? You remember, he hung himself to this very fan,” I gazed at the ceiling, “You were here when security officer took off his body, right? You read the autopsy report; you read the suicide note and still?..”

“Yes… I read everything and don’t question the authenticity of the investigation.  But one thing we all missed. And its heavenly coincidence that yesterday only I understood what he meant to say. Remember the one liner Anish wrote before he killed himself? -  ‘ I FAILED TO PROTECT WOMEN IN MY LIFE.’

“So what? We all know he was referring to his ex-girlfriend.”

“Okay. Then why WOMEN and not WOMAN?”

“How could I say that? Maybe he would have misspelt it.”

“Huh.. misspelt? You know, Raghav, It’s been a year since Anish's death. But there isn’t a single day I haven’t thought of him. It has always been hard for me to believe he killed himself for that girl. I didn’t pay more attention to this note until the day of Shradh you started behaving weirdly. I was disturbed and confused by your sexual advances and Anish’s thoughts were running parallelly in my mind. And… And then suddenly it striked my mind that it wasn’t just about losing Ridhi, he was referring to one more woman in his life…,” aunt Soudamini clenched her teeths, “And don’t pretend to be clueless cause you knew from the very beginning that… that the other lady was me, his own mother.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” my heart is beating like hell.

She rushes to the drawer and takes out a big knife. “I don’t have any patience left… I only want to hear the truth. Otherwise, I will cut your throat.”

Not a single word I am able to utter as I am looking at aunt Soudamini dangling a glittering, sharp knife in her hand. The revenge is on her head and I am sure she will do what she just said.

‘Sa..s..sorry.. Sorry Really sorry Aunty,” I don’t have to fake this time as tears are rolling off my face due to the death threat. “It was indeed my mistake to have such weird feelings for you, Aunty. But…but what can I do? I am like this only. I was stunned the moment I saw you. I swear aunty I haven’t seen a beautiful lady like you. And I forgot that you are the mother of my friend as you take my compliments, my flirting so much sportingly. Do you remember, we went to the waterfall the day next to Anish’s birthday?” I gulped.

She was silent and coldly looking at me.

“I… I clicked some intimate photos of yours… as you bathed under the waterfall… and Anish found those negatives later in the evening… and.. and he went mad.. I could understand he was deeply hurt, but I was so much irritated by his looser behaviour that I said that I am not going to abdomen my hunt for his mother and he can do whatever he can.” I gulped again and I could see tears gathering in aunt Soudamini’s red eyes. 

“I.. I did not hurt him nor I invoked him to suicide. I just didn’t expect him to go so far.. Maybe I should have covered up my intention by saying that those are accidental clicks; or could have simply said him sorry for the time being and could have secretly kept working on my pursuit.” 

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(That's not all that I want to say to Aunt Soudamini… But I am not able to speak now. I am feeling inflammation in my throat and the bloody knife in her hands is telling why so. Everything is sinking in darkness and dear readers, mark these as my last words…)

THE END

Fuck that was crazy. As always your is writing is just too good.