Family of Shaows

[sexonmind]

Chapter 15 part 3

Next day at Venu’s new residence in Hyderabad, the atmosphere was filled with celebration. Sundar Rao and Vani were enjoying the moment, while Aruna sat beside Venu, a thoughtful expression on her face.

After a few pleasantries, Aruna finally spoke. “Venu, I’ve decided to get involved in the business more actively from now on.”

Venu looked at her, slightly surprised. “That’s great, Akka. But why the sudden decision?”

Aruna leaned forward, her eyes sharp. “Because I think it’s time we expand our business.”

Rachana, who had been listening quietly, interjected. “Expansion is a good idea, but our business has just started thriving. Growing too fast might be risky.”

Venu nodded. “And since you’ve quit working with Purushottam, he may not fund us anymore. We have to be careful about our investments.”

Aruna smirked slightly. “We don’t need Purushottam.”

Vani frowned. “Then how are we going to fund the expansion?”

Aruna’s voice was firm. “By selling our house.”

Venu’s expression changed instantly. “Really, Akka? You think this is the right time to sell our house?”

Aruna met his gaze without hesitation. “Yes, Venu. This is the perfect time.”

As the celebrations continued inside the house, Aruna stood on the balcony, gazing at the city lights. The air was crisp, carrying the faint hum of traffic from below. She took a deep breath, letting the night’s coolness calm her racing thoughts.

Sundar Rao walked up beside her, his presence familiar yet intrusive. He leaned on the railing and said, “You did it, Aruna. You got everything you wanted.”

Aruna smirked, still looking at the view. “Not everything, Uncle. Not yet.”

Sundar Rao chuckled. “Now that it's done, will you move back with Venu and his family?”

Aruna turned to face him, her expression unreadable. “Not yet, Uncle. We need to wait till Sunanda signs the final documents. Once that’s done, I’ll move back.”

Sundar Rao studied her for a moment before stepping closer. “Aruna, it’s been a long time since we’ve been together.” His voice was low, suggestive. “I want to celebrate this occasion with you. Just the two of us. Can we go somewhere private?”

Aruna tilted her head, considering him. The night had gone perfectly, and she was in a good mood. A slow smile spread across her lips.

“Why not?” she said. “Let’s go, Uncle.”

Aruna and Sundar Rao returned to the living room where Venu, Rachana, and the rest of the family were still chatting.

Aruna stretched her arms and let out a small yawn. “It’s getting late. I should head back.”

Venu nodded. “I’ll ask the driver to drop you.”

Aruna quickly interjected, “No need, Uncle will drop me at Sunanda’s house.” She turned to Sundar Rao with a knowing glance, and he gave her a subtle smile.

Sundar Rao adjusted his shirt and said, “Yes, I’ll make sure she gets home safely.”

Venu and Rachana didn’t think much of it. “Alright, good night then,” Rachana said warmly.

Aruna smiled. “Good night, everyone.”

With that, she and Sundar Rao stepped out into the night. Instead of heading towards Sunanda’s quarters, they made their way to a hotel, disappearing into the dimly lit streets.

Once inside the hotel room, the tension between Aruna and Sundar Rao was palpable. Aruna's voluptuous figure filled out her traditional sari in a way that made his cock throb with anticipation. Her ample bosom strained against the fabric, and he could see the outline of her erect nipples poking through. Her wide hips swayed as she walked, hinting at the delicious pussy hidden beneath the layers of clothing. She looked at him with a seductive mischief in her eyes, a sight which only added to his lust.

Sundar Rao was a man of experience, but tonight, he felt like a teenager discovering the wonders of a woman's body for the first time. His own body responded with a fervor that surprised even him, his cock thickening and straining against his pants as he took in her beauty.

He stepped closer to her, his heart pounding in his chest. "Aruna," he breathed, his voice husky with desire. "You're so beautiful."

Aruna's cheeks flushed with pleasure at his words. She reached up and placed a hand on his chest, feeling the heat of his skin through the thin material of his shirt. " I know ," she whispered, her eyes dropping to the bulge in his pants.

With trembling hands, Sundar Rao began to unwrap the sari from around her body. Each layer revealed more of her flawless, golden skin, until she stood before him in nothing but a transparent blouse and petticoat. Her breasts jiggled slightly with every movement, and he could see the dark outline of her areolae and the tight buds of her nipples.

He reached out and cupped one of her breasts, feeling the weight of it in his hand. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her chest closer to him. He squeezed gently, feeling her nipple harden under his thumb.

Aruna's hand slid down his body to the bulge in his pants, and she began to rub it gently through the fabric. He groaned and leaned in to kiss her, his tongue delving into her mouth with a hunger that had been building for hours.

Their kiss grew more urgent, and she could feel his cock growing harder and larger beneath her touch. She unzipped his pants and reached inside, wrapping her hand around the hot, velvety length of his erection.

He broke the kiss and stepped back, his eyes dark with lust. "Let me see you," he said, his voice a gruff command.

Aruna complied, her hands moving to the hooks of her blouse. She undid them one by one, and the garment fell away to expose her breasts in all their glory. They were round and firm, the tips already swollen and dark with desire.

Sundar Rao's eyes feasted on the sight of her naked flesh. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to caress the soft mound of her stomach before sliding down to the heat between her thighs. He felt the wetness of her pussy through the fabric of her petticoat, and his cock twitched in response.

Aruna's breath hitched as his fingers found their way under the cloth and touched her bare skin. She was soaking wet, her juices coating his fingers as he rubbed her clit in slow, teasing circles.

Her legs grew weak, and she leaned against the bed for support. He pushed the petticoat aside and knelt before her, his face level with her pussy. He inhaled deeply, taking in the musky scent of her arousal.

Without warning, he leaned in and licked her from slit to clit, causing her to gasp and grab onto the bedpost. His tongue was hot and wet, and it danced over her sensitive flesh with an expertise that made her knees wobble.

He continued to lick and suck, his teeth grazing her clit as she moaned and writhed above him. He slid two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out as he feasted on her.

Her orgasm built slowly, a crescendo of pleasure that grew with every stroke of his tongue. She could feel it coiling in her belly, ready to explode.

Finally, Her orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing over her body and sending spasms through her core. She cried out, her hips bucking against his face as he continued to lick and suck her clit. The sensation was overwhelming, and she could feel her pussy clenching around his fingers as the pleasure consumed her. Sundar Rao's tongue delved deeper, exploring every fold and crevice of her wet, quivering sex, drawing out every last ounce of her climax.

Her body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and she looked down at him, his face glistening with her juices. The sight of his unbridled hunger for her was incredibly arousing, and she felt a second wave of desire wash over her.

Sundar Rao stood, his eyes never leaving hers as he removed his shirt, revealing a chest covered in a dusting of dark hair that trailed down to his navel. He unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor, and stepped out of them, his erection springing free. It was long and thick, a testament to his desire for her.

They moved together to the bed, their bodies colliding in a tangle of limbs and passion. Aruna's soft curves pressed against his firm muscles, her skin like silk against his. He kissed her again, his hands roaming her body, exploring every inch of her as if he hadn't had his fill.

As their kiss deepened, she reached down and guided his cock to her entrance. He pushed in slowly, filling her inch by inch, stretching her tight pussy to accommodate his size. She gasped into his mouth as he reached the hilt, the feeling of being completely filled by him almost too much to handle.

They began to move together in a rhythm as old times, their bodies rocking in unison as they sought out each other's pleasure points. Each thrust brought a new sensation, a new gasp, a new moan. The room was filled with the sweet sounds of skin slapping against skin, of wetness and need.

Their hips collided with an intensity that grew with every stroke, and Aruna felt herself climbing towards another peak. Her pussy clamped down around his cock, and she could feel her orgasm building again, ready to explode.

Sundar Rao's breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "Come for me, Aruna. Let me feel you come all over my cock."

The words were all it took, and she shattered again, her body convulsing with pleasure as she cried out his name. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing deep inside her as he emptied himself into her welcoming heat.

As their breathing slowed, and their bodies grew sticky with sweat, Sundar Rao leaned over Aruna, his chest heaving with the exertion of their passionate encounter. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her lips. "Aruna, my sweet," he murmured, "You've only become more beautiful with time." His eyes roamed over her flushed body, lingering on the swollen lips of her pussy, which still pulsed with the echoes of their shared ecstasy. Aruna's cheeks colored with a mix of pleasure and shyness at his words, a soft smile playing on her full lips. She reached up to trace the contours of his face with her fingertips, feeling the stubble of his beard and the roughness of his skin. Her hand then moved to his chest, feeling the erratic thumping of his heart, a testament to the intensity of their union.

As Aruna lay beside Sundar Rao in the dimly lit hotel room, her body was still, but her mind was restless. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, remnants of the celebration they had indulged in. Sundar Rao lay beside her, breathing heavily, satisfied. His hand lazily traced circles on her back, but Aruna barely felt it.

She stared at the ceiling, her mind drifting elsewhere—to Babu.

No matter how much she tried to push him out of her thoughts, he was always there. The way he looked at her, the way he kissed her—it wasn’t like this. With Babu, it felt natural, as if they belonged together. As if she wasn’t manipulating him, but rather surrendering to something greater than herself.

Her whole life, she had used men to get what she wanted. She had seduced, lied, and controlled every situation in her favor. But with Babu, it was different. She wasn’t in control. When he touched her, she felt something she never had before—something terrifyingly real.

Sundar Rao shifted beside her, pulling her closer. “You did well, Aruna,” he murmured sleepily. “Everything is finally falling into place.”

Aruna forced a smile and rested her head on his chest. "Yes, Uncle. Everything is as it should be."

But deep inside, she knew that was a lie. Because in this moment, in this bed, she didn’t feel victorious. She didn’t feel powerful.

She felt empty.

Because the only man she truly wanted was the one she could never have.

Continued in part 4……