Family of Shaows

[sexonmind]

Chapter 16 part 2

The night when Aruna went to see Babu.

Aruna pulled away slightly, looking into Babu’s tired yet familiar eyes. Her heart raced, and before she could stop herself, the words escaped her lips.

"Will you marry me, Babu?"

The moment she said it, she froze. A wave of panic washed over her. What did I just say? She wasn’t thinking—her emotions had taken over. She regretted it instantly. He was her half-brother. This was madness.

Babu, too, seemed taken aback for a second. His eyes flickered with hesitation, but then, to Aruna’s shock, he whispered, "Yes."

Aruna blinked, unsure if she had heard him right. "Yes?" she repeated, her voice barely audible.

Babu nodded slowly. "Yes, Aruna. If you want me, then yes, I will marry you."

Her breath hitched. She had expected him to recoil, to push her away in disgust. But here he was, agreeing without a second thought. Was it desperation? Love? A deep, unspoken connection neither of them could deny?

Aruna gathered her thoughts quickly, knowing she had to take control of the situation. "We will leave this place, Babu. We will go to Guntur. No one knows us there. We will live as husband and wife, away from everyone."

Babu hesitated for only a moment before nodding again. "Okay, Aruna. If that’s what you want, I’ll come with you."

Aruna exhaled, feeling a strange mix of fear and excitement. They were crossing a line they could never uncross. But she didn’t care. She wanted him. She needed him.

And now, he was hers.

Aruna and Babu arrived in Guntur late in the evening. The streets were unfamiliar, yet there was a strange comfort in knowing that no one here recognized them. They were no longer bound by their past, their family, or their identities. Here, they could be whoever they wanted to be.

The next morning, they visited a small temple on the outskirts of the city. It was quiet, with only a few devotees present. Aruna had picked this place deliberately—far from the crowds, away from prying eyes.

Standing before the deity, they exchanged garlands, sealing their bond in a simple yet profound ritual. There were no grand ceremonies, no witnesses, no family blessings—just the two of them, vowing to be together. Aruna looked into Babu’s eyes, searching for any sign of regret. But he only smiled faintly, as if surrendering to a fate he never saw coming.

After leaving the temple, they found a modest house for rent in a quiet neighborhood. It was small, with just two rooms and a tiny balcony, but it was enough. Aruna paid the advance, and by evening, they moved in.

As they set down their few belongings, an unusual silence filled the space. They had done it. They were here, together, with no one to stop them.

Aruna turned to Babu, her heart pounding. "From today, we are husband and wife."

Babu nodded, his gaze intense. "Yes, Aruna. Just you and me."

And with that, they stepped into a life they had never imagined—one built on secrecy, passion, and an unspoken defiance against the world they had left behind.

That night, in the dimly lit room of their new home, Aruna and Babu lay side by side, the weight of their choices pressing down on them. The air was thick with an unspoken tension, a mixture of longing, hesitation, and the undeniable pull they felt toward each other.

Aruna turned to Babu, tracing the contours of his face with her fingers. "We left everything behind for this," she whispered. "For us."

Babu cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing away a stray tear that had escaped her eyes. "And I don’t regret it," he murmured. "I only want you, Aruna."

Their lips met in a slow, searching kiss, deepening as the emotions they had suppressed for so long came rushing to the surface. Their hands explored each other with urgency, yet with a tenderness that spoke of a love neither of them could fully understand.

As the night stretched on, they surrendered to the passion that had been simmering between them for months, maybe even years. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, as if they had always belonged to each other.

Wrapped in each other's arms, Aruna felt a sense of completion she had never known before. This was where she wanted to be—where she was meant to be. And as sleep finally claimed them, tangled in each other's warmth, she knew there was no turning back.

With trembling hands, Babu began to undress Aruna, his gaze lingering on her every curve and contour. He started with the knot of her sari, gently loosening it to reveal her luscious, voluptuous figure. The fabric fell away like petals from a blossoming flower, exposing her soft, round breasts with their dark, erect nipples. He couldn’t resist the urge to kiss and suck them, feeling them harden against his tongue as Aruna moaned softly.

Next, he slid the sari down her waist, revealing the smoothness of her belly and the tantalizing curve of her hips. He traced the waistline of her petticoat with his fingertips, sending shivers down her spine. Aruna’s breath grew heavier as he peeled away the layers, until she was left only in her damp, clinging panties.

Babu paused, taking in the sight of her. Aruna’s skin was a rich caramel, glistening in the soft light. He knelt before her, his eyes never leaving hers as he hooked his fingers into the elastic of her underwear. He pulled them down slowly, revealing the wetness between her thighs.

Her pussy was a delicate shade of pink, her labia swollen and begging to be touched. He leaned in, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. His tongue darted out, tasting her for the first time, making her quiver with need. He licked and kissed her sensitive folds, his beard tickling her skin as he explored her with gentle, yet firm strokes.

Aruna’s legs began to tremble as she felt his warm breath on her clit. Her hips rocked against his face as he took her to the brink of pleasure, then retreated, teasing her. She was desperate for release, but Babu was in no rush. This was a moment of discovery, a declaration of their newfound intimacy, and he wanted to savor every second of it.

Finally, Babu stood and removed his own clothes, revealing his hard, thick cock that was eager to claim her. Aruna’s eyes widened as she took in his size—bigger than any man she had been with before. She felt a mix of excitement and trepidation, knowing that this was not just sex—this was a union of their bodies, a bond that was both forbidden and irrevocable.

Their naked forms pressed against each other, their hearts pounding as one. This was it—the moment she had dreamed of, the moment she had feared. But as Babu’s cock slid into her wet, welcoming pussy, she knew she had made the right choice. The sensation was overwhelming, filling her in a way she never thought possible.

He moved slowly, inch by inch. Once he was fully inside her, he paused, giving her a moment to feel the fullness of their connection.Then, with a deep, guttural groan, Babu began to thrust, each movement sending waves of pleasure through her core. Aruna’s nails dug into his back as she matched his rhythm, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself.

The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking—the slap of skin on skin, the wetness of her pussy taking him in, and their mingled gasps of pleasure. It was a symphony of passion that echoed in the quiet night, a testament to their love and desire.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, each touch, each kiss, each thrust bringing them closer to the edge of ecstasy. Even though they had crossed the ultimate taboo, there was a sense of completion, a feeling that this was where they were always meant to be.

As they reached the peak of their passion, Aruna wrapped her legs around his waist, her walls tightening around his cock.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Aruna pushed Babu onto the bed and straddled him. "Your turn," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. She lowered herself onto his cock, feeling him fill her up again. She began to ride him, her breasts bouncing with each movement, her pussy tightening around him as she took charge. Babu’s eyes rolled back with pleasure as he watched his beautiful wife take what she wanted. Her soft, wet folds sliding up and down his shaft, her juices coating him, making every stroke smoother and more erotic. He reached up to squeeze her perky breasts, feeling her nipples harden under his thumbs. Aruna threw her head back and moaned, her long, dark hair cascading down her back. She leaned forward, her hands planted on his chest, and began to move faster, grinding her hips in a way that made him growl. He could feel his orgasm building, his cock pulsing inside her.

Then, with a sudden burst of energy, Aruna flipped onto her back and pulled Babu on top of her, urging him to take her harder. He obliged, his hips slamming into hers with a ferocity that was almost animalistic. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his firm buttocks, urging him deeper, deeper still. Her eyes never left his, the connection between them unbreakable as they approached the pinnacle of pleasure together.

As they reached it, Babu leaned down to kiss her, their tongues dancing together as their bodies convulsed in a shared moment of pure ecstasy. He emptied himself into her, their juices mingling as they became one, their love transcending the bounds of societal norms and familial ties.

And then, Babu decided to surprise her. He pulled out of her and turned her over, so she was lying on her back, her legs spread wide open for him. He leaned down and began to lick her pussy again, savoring her taste and the way she writhed beneath him. Aruna's eyes rolled back in her head, her body responding to every touch of his tongue. He was relentless, his tongue flicking and teasing her clit, dipping into her hole, and then retreating again.

As Babu’s cock plunged into her, he leaned over her, kissing and licking the soft skin of her neck and shoulders. His hands found her breasts, squeezing and playing with the sensitive flesh as he fucked her. Aruna moaned, her hands reaching back to grip the bed frame, her knuckles white with the intensity of her need. She felt his hot breath against her ear as he whispered dirty, delicious things to her, making her even wetter.

As he felt her body tensing, Babu slammed back into her, his cock hitting her g-spot with every powerful stroke. The sensation was incredible, and Aruna's orgasm built quickly, her body tightening around him like a vise. He watched her face, her beautiful feminine features contorting with pleasure as she came, her pussy pulsing and gripping him tightly.

Without a word, Babu rolled Aruna onto her stomach, her round ass sticking up in the air like an invitation he couldn’t refuse. He grabbed her by the hips and positioned his cock at her entrance. With one hand, he spread her cheeks apart, revealing her wet, pink pussy, and with the other, he began to rub her swollen clit, making her moan and squirm beneath him. He slammed into her from behind, his cock plunging deep into her wetness. Aruna’s face was buried in the pillow, muffling her cries as he took her roughly, his balls slapping against her with every thrust. Her pussy clenched around him, eager for more, and he gave it to her without mercy. His fingers danced over her clit, teasing and taunting, while his cock pounded into her, hitting her g-spot with precision. She felt herself building up again, her orgasm approaching like a freight train, unstoppable and overwhelming. She pushed back into him, meeting his every stroke, begging for more. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies coming together, their shared pleasure a symphony of desire and need.

With a glint of excitement in her eyes, Aruna looked back at Babu, her breath hitching with anticipation. "I want you to take my anal virginity," she whispered, her cheeks flushing with a mix of desire and naughtiness.

Babu’s eyes went wide with surprise, his cock twitching at the thought of claiming her in such an intimate way. He leaned over, pressing his lips to her ear. "Are you sure, my love?"

Aruna nodded, a determined look crossing her face. "I love you, Babu. I want to give you everything, something which I haven't given to anyone”. With tender care, Babu lubricated his cock and Aruna's tight anus with their combined juices. He positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance, giving her time to adjust to the new sensation. Aruna took a deep breath, her body tensing as she felt him push against her, and then, with a slight burn, he entered her. She let out a low moan, her eyes squeezed shut, but Babu was patient, waiting for her to relax.

Once she gave a subtle nod, he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her with agonizing slowness. Aruna’s body trembled, the sensation unlike anything she had ever felt. It was taboo, it was wrong—but it was also incredibly erotic.

Babu watched her face, gauging her reactions, making sure she was okay. And as she began to move with him, pushing back to meet his every thrust, he knew she was ready for more. He picked up the pace, his cock delving deeper into her tight hole, the feeling of her squeezing around him driving him wild.

Their lovemaking grew intense, their bodies moving in a rhythm that spoke of their deep, unshakable bond. Aruna’s moans grew louder, her breaths quicker, until she was on the brink of an explosive climax. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, Babu filled her ass with his hot seed, marking her as his in a way that was utterly primal and completely satisfying.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined, their hearts racing. The act was done, the line irrevocably crossed. But in the aftermath, all they felt was love—twisted, passionate, and utterly consuming.Over the next three days, Babu and Aruna lost themselves in a whirlwind of passion, their love for each other transcending the boundaries of the taboo. Each day, Babu would awaken with a fiery hunger for his new bride, his cock aching to claim her again. He would start by worshipping her body with gentle kisses and caresses, working his way down to her plump, inviting ass. Aruna grew to crave the feeling of his thick cock stretching her tight anus, the slight burn giving way to a deep, all-consuming pleasure. They explored each other in every way imaginable, pushing the limits of their desires.

Their love grew stronger with each taboo act, each orgasm a declaration of their unbreakable bond. They were lost in their own world, a world where only pleasure and passion ruled. The outside world and its judgments were forgotten as they reveled in their newfound intimacy. And as Babu finally collapsed onto her, spent and satisfied, Aruna knew that she had made the right choice. This was where she belonged—under him, with him, forever.

Over the next three days, Babu’s insatiable appetite for Aruna’s tight, plump ass showed no signs of waning. Each morning, he would wake up with a raging hard-on, his thoughts immediately turning to her inviting, puckered hole. He took his time, stretching and preparing her with his fingers, watching with a mix of lust and fascination as her body responded to his touch. With a slick of lubricant, he would ease his thick cock into her, her walls tightening around him like a velvet vice. Aruna’s cries grew louder, her body adjusting to the intense sensation of being taken so completely. By the third day, she could feel herself craving the fullness, the way he owned her from behind, pushing every inch of his length into her.

The final act of their three-day marathon came when Babu bent her over the kitchen counter, her breasts pressed against the cool surface, her ass high in the air. He fucked her with a ferocity that left them both panting, their bodies slick with sweat. Aruna’s moans grew to wails as she reached back to feel his cock disappear into her, her pussy clenching with the need for more. And then, with a roar, Babu erupted inside her, filling her ass to the brim with his cum.

They collapsed onto the floor, their hearts pounding, their bodies spent. Aruna felt the warmth of his seed inside her, a symbol of their love, their shared secret. They had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, but in that moment, all she felt was an all-encompassing bliss.

Their love story was far from conventional, but it was theirs. And as they lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, they knew that nothing would ever come between them—not family, not society, and certainly not the boundaries of morality. They had found their happiness in the most unexpected of places—in the forbidden embrace of their incestuous union.

For Aruna and Babu, the three nights they spent together were not just about physical intimacy—they were a ritual, a declaration that they had stepped into a new phase of life. Just as a newlywed couple follows tradition and spends the first three nights together, they, too, embraced this practice, as if sealing their bond in their own way.

Aruna offering her anal virginity to Babu was not just an act of love or desire—it was a gesture of commitment, a way of surrendering to the path they had chosen despite knowing the world would never accept them. Aruna’s pussy was pretty well fucked by many before that night so she chose to offer her Anal virginity to Babu. In their eyes, these nights solidified their union, making them not just lovers, but something more profound—partners bound by fate, secrecy, and an unbreakable bond.

Though their love defied morality, in their hearts, they had followed a tradition—one that only they could understand

Continued in the next part……