Family of Shaows

[sexonmind]

Chapter 12 part 2

On Gita's birthday, Babu went all out to make it memorable. He emptied his savings account, sparing no expense on extravagant gifts and booked a luxurious hotel room for the night. Gita, unsuspecting of his struggles, was overjoyed and moved by the effort he had put in. The evening began with a vibrant party, surrounded by friends and laughter, Gita basking in the attention and Babu silently admiring her happiness.

After the party wound down, Babu took her to the hotel room, the sight of which left Gita both surprised and impressed. The room was elegantly decorated, with soft lighting, rose petals scattered across the bed, and a bottle of champagne chilling nearby. She twirled around the room, her excitement infectious, her gratitude evident in the way she looked at Babu.

Gita slipped into the scandalous baby doll dress that Babu had given her, the delicate fabric hugging her curvy figure and accentuating her ample breasts. She looked at herself in the floor-length mirror, admiring how the dress ended just above her shapely thighs, leaving a tantalizing view of her smooth, bare skin. The sight of herself dressed in such a provocative manner sent a thrill through her body, and she felt a blush creep up her neck as she thought about what was to come. When she emerged from the bathroom, Babu's eyes widened in appreciation, his gaze lingering on the way the dress clung to her body. He couldn't resist the urge to lean in and capture her lips in a deep, passionate kiss that left them both breathless. Gita's body responded to his touch, her nipples hardening against the fabric as she melted into his embrace. He gently laid her back on the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he began to explore her with his hands, tracing the curves of her waist and hips before moving to the apex of her thighs. With a wicked grin, he slid the dress to the side, exposing her freshly shaved pussy to the cool air. She gasped as his hot breath hit her sensitive flesh, and then moaned deeply as his tongue delved into her wetness, tasting her for the first time. Her legs fell open wider, giving him full access to feast on her, his tongue dancing over her clit and delving into her tight, quivering slit. Gita had never felt anything so exquisitely erotic, her entire body was alight with pleasure, and she arched her back, her hands fisting the sheets as she succumbed to the skilled ministrations of his mouth and tongue. This was a new level of intimacy she had never experienced before, and she was absolutely ecstatic, her mind racing as she gave in to the waves of pleasure that crashed over her, her body responding instinctively to his every touch.

Babu knew he had to be careful not to let his own desires overshadow Gita’s feelings. He pulled back, remembering Aruna’s plea to take his time, and he didn’t want to make the same mistake again. He focused on Gita’s pleasure, watching her face contort in ecstasy as he licked and kissed her swollen clit, feeling her thighs tighten around his head. He could sense her approaching climax, and instead of letting his own passion take over, he held back, teasing and caressing her until she begged for release. With a final, lingering suck, he felt her body tense, and she screamed his name as she came, her juices flooding his mouth and her legs quivering with the intensity of her orgasm. He kissed his way up her body, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her, and whispered sweet nothings into her ear, making sure she knew just how much she meant to him. His cock throbbed with need, but he ignored it for now, his attention solely on her satisfaction.

Babu's strong arms encircled Gita's waist as he slowly climbed on top of her, his hard cock poised at the entrance of her still-pulsing pussy. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty of her flushed face, her heaving chest, and the way her long hair fanned out across the pillow. With a gentle yet firm thrust, he entered her in a missionary position that allowed him to gaze into her eyes, those pools of love and lust that had captured him from the moment he had met her. Her velvety walls clamped down around his shaft, welcoming him home with a warm embrace that made him groan with pleasure. He began to move, setting a steady rhythm that made her breasts bounce deliciously with every push. Her nails dug into his back, urging him deeper, and her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.

Feeling the heat of their passion rising, Babu decided to switch things up. He withdrew from her warmth, his cock glistening with their combined juices. Then, with a surprising burst of strength, he stood up, lifting her effortlessly off the bed. Gita's eyes widened in shock and excitement as he held her in the air, her legs wrapped around his torso, her pussy open and eager for his return. He positioned his cock at her entrance once again and lowered her onto him, filling her completely in one smooth motion. Her tightness was a vice around him as she squealed with delight, her nails now digging into his shoulders. With her body weightless in his arms, Babu began to fuck her in the air, the feeling of her wetness enveloping him with every thrust sending waves of pleasure through his entire being. Her moans grew louder, her breath ragged, and her eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. The sight of her bouncing breasts and the way her pussy clung to him was almost too much to handle, but he didn’t want this moment to end. He pumped into her, feeling the tension build in her body, knowing she was close to another climax. His muscles strained with the effort of holding her, but the thought of her coming again, of her pleasure being his to give, fueled him on. He watched as her orgasm took over, her body spasming in his arms, her pussy contracting around his cock, milking him closer and closer to his own release.

Babu placed Gita on the edge of the bed, her legs dbangd over his broad shoulders, giving him the deepest access to her pussy. With a feral growl, he began to pound into her with a ferocity fueled by his pent-up anger and desire. Each thrust sent her body rocking backward, her lush breasts bouncing enticingly in his face. Her eyes widened in a mix of surprise and pleasure as she felt herself hurtling toward another shattering climax. Her walls tightened around him, and she could feel his cock swelling with the promise of his release. Gita's moans grew increasingly desperate, her nails digging into his skin as she writhed beneath him. And then, with a final, powerful plunge, she screamed out her third orgasm, her body shaking violently as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Babu's own release was close, and with a few more hard, punishing thrusts, he reached his peak, filling her pussy with a hot, thick flood of his seed. They remained locked together for a few moments, their breathing ragged and their bodies slick with sweat, before collapsing onto the bed, spent and utterly satisfied.

As they settled in, Gita’s playfulness filled the air. She teased him about how he’d managed to pull everything off, calling him her "romantic mastermind." Babu watched her, a mixture of emotions swirling within him.

He had brought her here not just to celebrate but to finally unburden himself of the weight he had been carrying. He wanted to tell her about his struggles, his guilt, his failures, and the darkness that had been looming over him since he returned home. But as he looked at her radiant smile and carefree demeanor, he hesitated.

Seeing her so happy, so full of life, made him question whether he should drag her into his turmoil. He feared that sharing his pain might dampen her joy or burden her with problems she didn’t deserve to carry. Instead, he chose to keep it all inside, deciding that her happiness was more important in that moment.

Babu smiled back at Gita, masking his inner turmoil. He joined her playful mood, teasing her in return and wrapping his arms around her as they looked out at the city lights through the window. For now, he would bury his pain, shielding her from the storm within him, and focus on making this night as perfect as she deserved.

Gita slipped into the scandalous baby doll dress that Babu had given her, the delicate fabric hugging her curvy figure and accentuating her ample breasts. She looked at herself in the floor-length mirror, admiring how the dress ended just above her shapely thighs, leaving a tantalizing view of her smooth, bare skin. The sight of herself dressed in such a provocative manner sent a thrill through her body, and she felt a blush creep up her neck as she thought about what was to come. When she emerged from the bathroom, Babu's eyes widened in appreciation, his gaze lingering on the way the dress clung to her body. He couldn't resist the urge to lean in and capture her lips in a deep, passionate kiss that left them both breathless. Gita's body responded to his touch, her nipples hardening against the fabric as she melted into his embrace. He gently laid her back on the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he began to explore her with his hands, tracing the curves of her waist and hips before moving to the apex of her thighs. With a wicked grin, he slid the dress to the side, exposing her freshly shaved pussy to the cool air. She gasped as his hot breath hit her sensitive flesh, and then moaned deeply as his tongue delved into her wetness, tasting her for the first time. Her legs fell open wider, giving him full access to feast on her, his tongue dancing over her clit and delving into her tight, quivering slit. Gita had never felt anything so exquisitely erotic, her entire body was alight with pleasure, and she arched her back, her hands fisting the sheets as she succumbed to the skilled ministrations of his mouth and tongue. This was a new level of intimacy she had never experienced before, and she was absolutely ecstatic, her mind racing as she gave in to the waves of pleasure that crashed over her, her body responding instinctively to his every touch.

Babu knew he had to be careful not to let his own desires overshadow Gita’s feelings. He pulled back, remembering Aruna’s plea to take his time, and he didn’t want to make the same mistake again. He focused on Gita’s pleasure, watching her face contort in ecstasy as he licked and kissed her swollen clit, feeling her thighs tighten around his head. He could sense her approaching climax, and instead of letting his own passion take over, he held back, teasing and caressing her until she begged for release. With a final, lingering suck, he felt her body tense, and she screamed his name as she came, her juices flooding his mouth and her legs quivering with the intensity of her orgasm. He kissed his way up her body, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her, and whispered sweet nothings into her ear, making sure she knew just how much she meant to him. His cock throbbed with need, but he ignored it for now, his attention solely on her satisfaction.

Babu's strong arms encircled Gita's waist as he slowly climbed on top of her, his hard cock poised at the entrance of her still-pulsing pussy. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty of her flushed face, her heaving chest, and the way her long hair fanned out across the pillow. With a gentle yet firm thrust, he entered her in a missionary position that allowed him to gaze into her eyes, those pools of love and lust that had captured him from the moment he had met her. Her velvety walls clamped down around his shaft, welcoming him home with a warm embrace that made him groan with pleasure. He began to move, setting a steady rhythm that made her breasts bounce deliciously with every push. Her nails dug into his back, urging him deeper, and her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.

Feeling the heat of their passion rising, Babu decided to switch things up. He withdrew from her warmth, his cock glistening with their combined juices. Then, with a surprising burst of strength, he stood up, lifting her effortlessly off the bed. Gita's eyes widened in shock and excitement as he held her in the air, her legs wrapped around his torso, her pussy open and eager for his return. He positioned his cock at her entrance once again and lowered her onto him, filling her completely in one smooth motion. Her tightness was a vice around him as she squealed with delight, her nails now digging into his shoulders. With her body weightless in his arms, Babu began to fuck her in the air, the feeling of her wetness enveloping him with every thrust sending waves of pleasure through his entire being. Her moans grew louder, her breath ragged, and her eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. The sight of her bouncing breasts and the way her pussy clung to him was almost too much to handle, but he didn’t want this moment to end. He pumped into her, feeling the tension build in her body, knowing she was close to another climax. His muscles strained with the effort of holding her, but the thought of her coming again, of her pleasure being his to give, fueled him on. He watched as her orgasm took over, her body spasming in his arms, her pussy contracting around his cock, milking him closer and closer to his own release.

Babu placed Gita on the edge of the bed, her legs dbangd over his broad shoulders, giving him the deepest access to her pussy. With a feral growl, he began to pound into her with a ferocity fueled by his pent-up anger and desire. Each thrust sent her body rocking backward, her lush breasts bouncing enticingly in his face. Her eyes widened in a mix of surprise and pleasure as she felt herself hurtling toward another shattering climax. Her walls tightened around him, and she could feel his cock swelling with the promise of his release. Gita's moans grew increasingly desperate, her nails digging into his skin as she writhed beneath him. And then, with a final, powerful plunge, she screamed out her third orgasm, her body shaking violently as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Babu's own release was close, and with a few more hard, punishing thrusts, he reached his peak, filling her pussy with a hot, thick flood of his seed. They remained locked together for a few moments, their breathing ragged and their bodies slick with sweat, before collapsing onto the bed, spent and utterly satisfied.

A few days later, Dr. Prakash visited Sunandha at her home. They sat in the living room, sipping tea as they exchanged casual conversation. After a moment of hesitation, Dr. Prakash decided to address the matter that had been on his mind.

"Sunandha," he began, his tone careful, "there’s something I need to bring to your attention. A couple of days ago, Gita called me. She sounded anxious and asked about the side effects of taking an i-pill."

Sunandha’s expression shifted, concern creeping into her features. "An i-pill?" she repeated, her voice laced with unease.

Dr. Prakash nodded. "Yes. She seemed very nervous, almost scared. I didn’t press her for details because she was already uncomfortable, but it left me worried. You mentioned that Gita and Babu have been spending a lot of time together, growing close. I thought you should be aware."

Sunandha's grip tightened around her cup as her mind began racing. "Are you implying that something has happened between them?"

Dr. Prakash leaned forward slightly, his voice gentle but firm. "I’m not making assumptions, but their bond is strong, and young relationships can sometimes lead to impulsive decisions. As Babu’s mother, it’s something you might want to look into before things get complicated."

Sunandha took a deep breath, her brows furrowing. "I knew they were close, but I never thought..." She trailed off, her concern deepening.

Dr. Prakash placed a reassuring hand on hers. "Babu and Gita are both good kids, but emotions can be overwhelming at this age. I just wanted you to be aware so you can address it calmly. It’s better to have an open conversation now than to let misunderstandings or issues fester."

Sunandha nodded, setting her cup down and folding her hands in her lap. "Thank you for telling me, Prakash. I’ll speak to Babu about this. He’s been under a lot of stress lately, and I want to make sure he’s not making choices he’ll regret."

Dr. Prakash gave her an encouraging smile. "I know you’ll handle it well. Babu’s lucky to have you as his mother. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help."

As Dr. Prakash left, Sunandha sat in thoughtful silence. The weight of his words lingered heavily.

Continued in next part