04-05-2025, 07:40 AM
His lips began to burn all over her neck and throat. His fingers lighting up her nerves. She arched her back and he grabbed her waist ploughing her into him. She shuddered and moaned into his mouth. With every part of him heating up, he turned her back and pushed her into the wall. He bit along her shoulder and pressed himself into her back. He breathed into her neck making her shudder and continued his charge over her back and shoulders. He moved her plait over her right shoulders and caught her breasts. She jumped up and pushed him onto the bed. Prem sprang back and attacked her burying her into his chest and dragging her to bed.
As the lovers lost themselves in passion and lust, Shyamala was left alone in her thoughts. She doesnot know if what she is doing is right or not. She feared, if not provided this opportunity, the lovers will go out and do something that will endanger the family honour. On the other hand, she is letting her little brothers wife be ravaged by a horny young man. She steeled her heart thinking what she did was right and proceeded to sleep.
In her sleep, she had a strange dream in which Prem was after her and she was enjoying her time with Prem. She got up hurriedly and found herself wet between her legs. It had been a long time since she got that sensation. She adjusted herself and got down to see what the lovers are doing. She heard Prerana’s moans and saw the time. It was already 3.00 Am and they are still going. She banged at the door to get their attention and screamed the time asking them to quit. She heard Prem’s request to Prerana for one last time. That one last time extended till 3.3o AM and all sounds stopped. Shyamala was rubbing herself and trying to be in control at the same time and she collapsed into the sofa. At 4.00 Am, she banged the doors till they opened. Prerana was sleeping like a log and Prem was top less and all sweaty.
She wanted to touch his abs and roam her hands all over him, but she controlled and asked him to leave to prevent getting caught. Prem, still sleepy, washed his face and left on the bike. Shyamala entered the room and saw the mess. Prerana was all naked with bite marks over her chest and cheeks. She was oozing juices from her legs, a combination of hers and Prems. The bed was all undone, the brassiere ton apart and the room stinks of sweat and sex. Tears rolled up her eyes seeing all this. She rubbed her eyes and began removing the bedsheets and pillow covers. She replaced the fallen items and adjusted the curtains. She remembered her cleaning the first night of her brother. It was nowhere near this. Even her best times with her husband are nowhere near.
She put the geyser on and woke Prerana up. She demanded she take a head bath while she cleaned the room with phenol. She made the bed, adjusted furniture and lit incense sticks for removing the odour. Prerana was too weak to do anything. So she got in the bathroom and bathed Prerana. She could not help but admire, what Prem has done to her body and once again lust grew in her. She asked Prerana how she will cover the bite marks and skin reddening. She said Prem suggested that a skin reaction to a new soap or cream will be okay and she was going by it to which Shyamala agreed. She warned Prerana against any slippages and went back to sleep. She couldn’t and began to cry remembering her long gone husband.
Form that day on, the lovers met whenever there is a possibility and got quite close, ofcourse with the help of Shyamala. When Suresh was out on Election duty, training or anything else, they turn the bedroom into their courtship palace. Because of this frequent college bunking and focus on Prerana instead of studying, Prem failed all of his subjects that semester. This made him receive huge amount of censure from his parents but he did not care. Prerana got hurt that this was because of her, but he waved it off.
But Prerana said, I was from a good family. My father did business and got settled in Bangalore. We had big house, cars and many servants. But my father died suddenly and the partners and other people grabbed off everything and we had to move to our uncle. My uncle was nice, but my aunt was not. I wanted to study big, do great things, but I could not. After completing my intermediate, my uncle gave me off to Suresh citing he is a government employee. He was a good husband, gave me all I need, food, clothes, shelter and respect in society and I owe all of it to him. But he never cared for my aspirations.
Anitha came after 3 years of our marriage and I had to face so many insults for not conceiving early. My mother in law used me as a house maid and only after Ashok did my situation got better. But the happiness was short lived as the dreaded accident happened. Suresh had lost everything and brought Anitha here. I tried my best to bring both of them back to the regular, only with little success. My husband became distant but Anitha turned very close. She is the real glue that binds the family together. Only she talks to me about what I want, what I need.
I am saying all of this now not because I want your pity, but warning against ending up like me. Don’t. Education is very important. It gives you identity and possibility of someone hearing you. Unlike me, you go out into the world and become breadwinner of your family in the near future. SO please focus on yourself. I am already feeling guilty for going behind my husband’s back, don’t make me weep for you too. Saying all this, Prerana ran into his chest and began crying.
Prem consoled her saying nothing too serious about his studies as he got tow more years to clear it off. He also said he has focussed on his body and is strong now, as she had asked. So he is in right path and need not worry about him too much and kissed her. The lovers lost themselves in the kiss and Shyamala entered. She broke them up and also censured him about his studies. She asked Prerana to wash her face and cook some thing while she continued to scold Prem. Suresh returned and saw his lovely sister giving a piece of her to Prem. He simply said you deserved it and went on.
Prem thanked Shyamala for her timely interruption. Shyamala dragged him away and said she is tired of all this and asked Prem to stay away. Prem saw something else in Shyamala’s eyes and dragged her into his arms. As she tried to get away, Prem planted his lips firmly onto hers and after a moment of shock, Anitha attacked his lips like a hungry wolf and kept kissing him. She cut the kiss, looked around and continued devouring Prem.
As the lovers lost themselves in passion and lust, Shyamala was left alone in her thoughts. She doesnot know if what she is doing is right or not. She feared, if not provided this opportunity, the lovers will go out and do something that will endanger the family honour. On the other hand, she is letting her little brothers wife be ravaged by a horny young man. She steeled her heart thinking what she did was right and proceeded to sleep.
In her sleep, she had a strange dream in which Prem was after her and she was enjoying her time with Prem. She got up hurriedly and found herself wet between her legs. It had been a long time since she got that sensation. She adjusted herself and got down to see what the lovers are doing. She heard Prerana’s moans and saw the time. It was already 3.00 Am and they are still going. She banged at the door to get their attention and screamed the time asking them to quit. She heard Prem’s request to Prerana for one last time. That one last time extended till 3.3o AM and all sounds stopped. Shyamala was rubbing herself and trying to be in control at the same time and she collapsed into the sofa. At 4.00 Am, she banged the doors till they opened. Prerana was sleeping like a log and Prem was top less and all sweaty.
She wanted to touch his abs and roam her hands all over him, but she controlled and asked him to leave to prevent getting caught. Prem, still sleepy, washed his face and left on the bike. Shyamala entered the room and saw the mess. Prerana was all naked with bite marks over her chest and cheeks. She was oozing juices from her legs, a combination of hers and Prems. The bed was all undone, the brassiere ton apart and the room stinks of sweat and sex. Tears rolled up her eyes seeing all this. She rubbed her eyes and began removing the bedsheets and pillow covers. She replaced the fallen items and adjusted the curtains. She remembered her cleaning the first night of her brother. It was nowhere near this. Even her best times with her husband are nowhere near.
She put the geyser on and woke Prerana up. She demanded she take a head bath while she cleaned the room with phenol. She made the bed, adjusted furniture and lit incense sticks for removing the odour. Prerana was too weak to do anything. So she got in the bathroom and bathed Prerana. She could not help but admire, what Prem has done to her body and once again lust grew in her. She asked Prerana how she will cover the bite marks and skin reddening. She said Prem suggested that a skin reaction to a new soap or cream will be okay and she was going by it to which Shyamala agreed. She warned Prerana against any slippages and went back to sleep. She couldn’t and began to cry remembering her long gone husband.
Form that day on, the lovers met whenever there is a possibility and got quite close, ofcourse with the help of Shyamala. When Suresh was out on Election duty, training or anything else, they turn the bedroom into their courtship palace. Because of this frequent college bunking and focus on Prerana instead of studying, Prem failed all of his subjects that semester. This made him receive huge amount of censure from his parents but he did not care. Prerana got hurt that this was because of her, but he waved it off.
But Prerana said, I was from a good family. My father did business and got settled in Bangalore. We had big house, cars and many servants. But my father died suddenly and the partners and other people grabbed off everything and we had to move to our uncle. My uncle was nice, but my aunt was not. I wanted to study big, do great things, but I could not. After completing my intermediate, my uncle gave me off to Suresh citing he is a government employee. He was a good husband, gave me all I need, food, clothes, shelter and respect in society and I owe all of it to him. But he never cared for my aspirations.
Anitha came after 3 years of our marriage and I had to face so many insults for not conceiving early. My mother in law used me as a house maid and only after Ashok did my situation got better. But the happiness was short lived as the dreaded accident happened. Suresh had lost everything and brought Anitha here. I tried my best to bring both of them back to the regular, only with little success. My husband became distant but Anitha turned very close. She is the real glue that binds the family together. Only she talks to me about what I want, what I need.
I am saying all of this now not because I want your pity, but warning against ending up like me. Don’t. Education is very important. It gives you identity and possibility of someone hearing you. Unlike me, you go out into the world and become breadwinner of your family in the near future. SO please focus on yourself. I am already feeling guilty for going behind my husband’s back, don’t make me weep for you too. Saying all this, Prerana ran into his chest and began crying.
Prem consoled her saying nothing too serious about his studies as he got tow more years to clear it off. He also said he has focussed on his body and is strong now, as she had asked. So he is in right path and need not worry about him too much and kissed her. The lovers lost themselves in the kiss and Shyamala entered. She broke them up and also censured him about his studies. She asked Prerana to wash her face and cook some thing while she continued to scold Prem. Suresh returned and saw his lovely sister giving a piece of her to Prem. He simply said you deserved it and went on.
Prem thanked Shyamala for her timely interruption. Shyamala dragged him away and said she is tired of all this and asked Prem to stay away. Prem saw something else in Shyamala’s eyes and dragged her into his arms. As she tried to get away, Prem planted his lips firmly onto hers and after a moment of shock, Anitha attacked his lips like a hungry wolf and kept kissing him. She cut the kiss, looked around and continued devouring Prem.
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