Family of Shaows

[sexonmind]

Chapter 11 part 2

As they settled in, Sunandha broke the silence with a sigh. “Aruna is pampering Babu too much. Now, a strange boy is coming to live with us.”

Aruna smiled, placing a serving of rice on her plate. “Amma, you shouldn’t be so upright. Besides, I’m old enough to be Babu’s mother, which means his friend Jean is just a kid too. And honestly, Babu has told me so much about Jean, I feel like I already know him.”

Sunandha raised an eyebrow in surprise. “He told you about Jean?”

Dr. Kishore chuckled, chiming in lightly. “It seems Babu has grown closer to Aruna than you, Nandhu.”

Aruna shot him a playful look. “Are you feeling jealous, Amma?”

Sunandha, with an annoyed smile, shook her head. “You kids do whatever you want. Just don’t bother me with the details.”

Dr. Kishore leaned back, grinning. “Still, Nandhu might have a point, Aruna. You shouldn’t humor Babu like this.”

Aruna set down her spoon, feigning exasperation. “Babu is a good kid; he won’t be spoiled by this. And stop lecturing me like I’m some naive little girl. Just because you’re my dad’s friend and she’s my dad’s wife doesn’t mean you both get to act like old geezers. You’re only five or six years older than me!”

Dr. Kishore laughed, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “We can’t argue with that, Nandhu.”

The laughter bubbled up at the table, filling the room with warmth. They shared a hearty laugh, letting the lightness of the moment linger as they dug into their meal.

Jean handed the keys to his rented room to Babu with a casual smile. “Here, take these. The rent’s already paid until the end of the month. You can use the place if you need it,” he said.  

Babu accepted the keys, a plan forming in his mind. Later, he invited Gita to join him at Jean’s room, telling her they could spend some time there without interruptions. Gita, trusting Babu and enjoying their growing closeness, agreed.  

Gita's heart raced with a mix of anticipation and excitement as she followed Babu into the familiar room. She couldn't help but recall the scent of Jean's cologne still lingering in the air, a faint reminder of the night she had lost her innocence to Babu. Her body tingled at the thought of the intimate moments they had shared in that very spot, where the soft moans and rustling of bed sheets had been the only sounds to echo through the quiet night. The memory of Babu's strong, calloused hands caressing her tender, untouched flesh filled her mind, making her nipples tighten against the fabric of her blouse. She knew that he had something more than just companionship in mind for this rendezvous, but she was more than willing to let the evening unfold.

Without wasting a moment, Babu pulled Gita into a fiery embrace, his lips crushing hers in a passionate kiss that left her breathless and craving more. Gita melted into his arms, her soft curves pressing against his firm, muscular body as their tongues danced together in a familiar yet thrilling tango of desire. They stumbled backward onto the bed, their hands frantically exploring each other's bodies as they peeled away layers of clothing. Babu's rough fingers traced the contours of her plump, rounded breasts, teasing the sensitive peaks until they stood erect and begging for his mouth. Gita's own hands found their way to his thick, bulging member, which she had grown to know so intimately, stroking it through the fabric of his trousers with a newfound confidence that made him groan with pleasure. Their kisses grew more urgent, their breaths hot and ragged, as they shed the last of their garments, revealing their naked forms to one another.

With a growl of hunger, Babu cupped Gita's luscious boobs in his large, rough hands, feeling their warm weight and the firmness of her nipples pressing into his palms. He couldn't resist the urge any longer; he leaned down and took one of her pert, pink-tipped nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it with a masterful skill that made Gita arch her back and moan. He suckled on her breast, savoring the taste of her skin, while his other hand continued to massage and pinch its twin, eliciting gasps of pleasure from her parted lips. Gita's hand tightened around his shaft, her grip becoming more assertive as she felt the wetness pool between her legs, her pussy swelling with arousal. Her eyes closed, she let out a soft whine, lost in the sensation of his hot, wet mouth on her sensitive flesh and the delicious tension building within her.

Gita's voice was a breathy whisper in Babu's ear, "I want you inside me," she panted, her voice thick with need. Babu's cock twitched in response, and with a grin of pure male satisfaction, he reached into his pocket, pulling out a condom. He tore the packet open with his teeth and rolled the latex over his erect member with practiced ease, his eyes never leaving hers. He positioned himself between her parted legs, the tip of his cock brushing against her slick folds. Gita's eyes widened in anticipation as he pushed into her, filling her completely with one smooth, powerful stroke. She let out a moan that was part pleasure, part surprise at the size of him, her walls stretching to accommodate his girth. Her hips rocked up to meet his, eager for more, and Babu began to move, his pace slow and deliberate at first, building a rhythm that had them both gasping for breath.

Babu's rhythmic thrusts grew stronger and faster, his hips slapping against Gita's soft thighs with a steady, erotic rhythm that had her moaning in ecstasy. She clutched the bedcovers, her nails digging into the fabric as she felt the pressure building within her. Gita's eyes rolled back in her head as Babu's cock hit her G-spot with unerring precision, each stroke sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Her breath came in short, panting gasps, her breasts bouncing with the force of his movements, and then, with a cry of pure bliss, she came, her pussy clenching tightly around his shaft as her orgasm washed over her.

After a moment of panting recovery, Babu's eyes gleamed with lustful mischief. "Turn around, my sweet," he whispered in her ear, his voice thick with desire. Gita complied, eager to experience more of the exquisite sensations he had to offer. On all fours, she presented her perfect ass to him, her pussy glistening with the evidence of her arousal. Babu's eyes feasted on the view, his cock twitching with excitement at the sight of her swollen, pink folds and the tight, puckered star of her anus. He stroked her back gently before positioning himself behind her, aligning his erection with her slick entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, he penetrated her again, filling her to the brim as she moaned into the pillows.

Gita's body quivered as Babu took her from behind, his hands gripping her hips tightly to control their passionate dance. His strokes were deep and forceful, the head of his cock brushing against her cervix with each plunge, sending sparks of pleasure through her core. She pushed back against him, eager for more, her pussy clenching around him as he drove into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, punctuated by their moans and gasps. Gita's orgasm built again, this time more intense than the last, her muscles tightening around him as she climbed higher and higher, until she shattered once more, her cries echoing off the walls.

Babu's grip on Gita's hips tightened as he watched her ass jiggle with each powerful thrust, his eyes fixated on the pink, puckered star of her anus, which winked tantalizingly each time he pulled out. The sight was almost too much to bear, and with a final, feral growl, he smacked her plump cheek, the sound echoing through the room as she gasped and pushed back into him even harder. The sting of his hand against her flesh seemed to fuel her desire, her pussy gushing around his cock as she begged for more. Gita's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body writhing beneath him like a serpent seeking release. He knew she was close, and feeling his own climax approaching, Babu's strokes grew erratic, his cock swelling and pulsing within her. With one final, deep thrust, he emptied himself into the condom, his cum spurting in hot, thick jets as he buried himself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her wetness. Gita's cries of pleasure reached a crescendo, her orgasm crashing over her in a wave of pure, unbridled ecstasy, leaving her trembling and panting in the aftermath of their passionate coupling.

Jean finds an accommodation and moves out .Babu returns home for the break before his final semester, greeted at the door by Rani, Sai, and Srinu. He acknowledged them with a polite smile, but there was a noticeable shift in his demeanor—more composed, almost distant. Rani’s cheerful "Welcome back, Babu!" was met with a reserved nod, which left her a little puzzled.

After catching up with his mother and Aruna, Babu sought out Sai for a conversation. Sai shared that he was preparing for the state services exams.

“That’s good,” Babu said, his tone calm but with an edge of superiority. “One should always aim for a better life.”

Though the words were encouraging on the surface, the way he said them made Sai feel slightly undermined. It wasn’t the statement itself but the delivery—a hint of condescension that made Sai shift uncomfortably.

Later, Babu casually chatted with Rani while she folded laundry in the hallway. “So, Rani akka, you’ve put on a little weight,” he remarked with a sly grin, his tone carrying a playful but unmistakable edge. “I hope Ashok doesn’t mind you filling out in all those places.”

Rani’s smile froze, and though she attempted to brush it off with a forced laugh, the remark left her feeling both embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Sai, passing by, caught the tail end of the comment and immediately sensed the inappropriate undertone. He frowned but chose to stay silent, his irritation with Babu’s newfound demeanor growing.

As Babu walked away, Rani glanced at Sai, her expression betraying her unease. Sai gave her a reassuring nod but couldn’t help feeling that something about Babu had shifted—and not for the better

Later that evening, as Rani and Sai walked together out of the quarters, Sai brought up the earlier incident. “I get that Babu’s acting a bit rude these days, but why would he make such a… you know, a comment like that about you? Is there something I should know?”

Rani stopped briefly, giving Sai a playful glare. “Oh, shut up, Sai! You’re always overthinking everything,” she said, laughing lightly to deflect the question.

Sai raised an eyebrow, unconvinced by her casual dismissal, but let the topic drop—for now. As they continued walking, a seed of suspicion remained firmly planted in his mind. Something about Babu’s remark didn’t sit right with him, and Sai silently vowed to keep a closer watch on things.

Continued in the next part……