22-10-2025, 11:08 AM
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## Update 31: The Storehouse Revelation and Mala's Regretful Trust (Avi and Mala/Mona's Brother)
I spent the rest of the schoool day and the early afternoon wrestling with doubt. I was worried if what I was doing was right or if I would end up getting into serious trouble with Mona's aggressive brother. After coming home from schoool, I couldn't shake the anxiety about what would happen if things didn't go exactly as I had told Mala they would—if the three of them just met and left, making me look like a malicious liar. I was so scared of the fallout.
I prayed that everything would be okay. After sleeping for a little while to calm my nerves, I went to the ground at 4 p.m., an hour before we were supposed to meet. I was walking around the edge of the ground when I felt an overwhelming urge to go and check the storehouse one last time. I went inside the storehouse through the familiar window. I looked around carefully, making sure everything was exactly as I remembered. I knew the general area where Mona had sex. A little farther from that main spot, behind a pile of old sacks and boxes, I quickly made a secure, hidden spot for Mala and me. The spot was strategically placed so that Mona and the boys couldn't see us, but we could clearly hear them talking.
Then I went back to the ground to wait. At 4:50 p.m., Mala came, looking nervous and glancing around constantly. As soon as she reached me, she whispered that Mona was also on her way. I grabbed Mala's arm and quickly took her with me to the storehouse window. Mala and I silently slipped inside and hid in our carefully chosen spot. After about ten tense minutes, the three of them came inside. First, Mona came, then her brother. Mona sat down in the usual place, but her brother stood near the window, peering out. Maybe he was checking if anyone had seen them come in, especially because they had come an hour early today. After a short while, Mona's boyfriend also came. It was 5:30 p.m. now.
The three of them just sat there, talking in low voices about mundane things. I couldn't understand why they weren't starting their plans. Mala was also growing worried, glancing at me with a look of, "See? I told you." Now it was 6 p.m., the time Mona had told Mala to arrive, but they were still just sitting. I started to think I was wrong, and Mala kept asking me again and again with worried glances. I saw that Mona was continually looking towards the window, clearly waiting for Mala's arrival. Now it was 6:30 p.m. Mona must have finally assumed that Mala wouldn't come today either. That's when they finally started talking about their plan.
"I don't think Mala will come today," Mona said with a sigh.
"Don't say that, Mona. Maybe she's just running late," Mona's brother said, clearly still holding onto hope.
"I also think the plan failed today," her boyfriend said dismissively.
"I don't think she'll ever come here," Mona concluded, sounding annoyed.
"Didn't you convince Mala well enough? Then why didn't she come?" Mona's brother asked, sounding frustrated.
"I think she got scared," her boyfriend offered.
"Yes, she didn't come yesterday either," Mona complained, her voice rising in anger. "Forget about her. I don't think you'll ever get her now. You also stopped having sex with me because you were so focused on Mala," Mona accused her brother.
"Yes, you're right. I think so too now," Mona's brother conceded.
"Come on, let's start our work. But it would've been so much fun to have sex with Mala," her boyfriend said, a lascivious tone in his voice.
"You shut up. Understand?" Mona shouted at her boyfriend.
"Why are you yelling at him? Come on, now let's forget Mala. Let's start our sex," Mona's brother interjected, pulling Mona toward him.
I thought, I'm safe now. And Mala is safe. But I was still puzzled as to why they were just sitting there for so long. How would they have trapped Mala and had sex with her? Whatever, at least Mala knows everything now. Not everything, but she knows enough to understand their intentions. I whispered to her, my voice barely a breath, "See, Mala? I was right, wasn't I?"
"I'm sorry, Avi. I should have trusted you sooner," Mala whispered back, her voice full of regret and gratitude.
I whispered back, "Now be quiet and watch what you came to see," teasing her gently.
My words made Mala's face turn instantly red with a mixture of embarrassment and rising excitement.
Their conversation was quickly replaced by action. "Just have sex with my vagina like this. Bhai, have sex with my vagina imagining I'm Mala," Mona said, guiding her brother.
The moment Mona's brother conceded that Mala wasn't coming, the last vestiges of casual conversation vanished, replaced by a raw, aggressive urgency. The three of them rearranged themselves on the rough, dusty floor of the storehouse, the excitement of their missed opportunity fueling a more intense, darker session between themselves.
Mona straddled her brother, taking the dominant position. Her voice, now thick with lust and dark purpose, instructed him: "Yes, Mala isn't here now. Now I'll make your vagina a dump hole, imagining you're her," Mona's brother responded crudely, the raw language intended to intensify the experience by humiliating his sister. He grabbed her hips, driving into her with a violence that made the floor creak.
Simultaneously, Mona’s boyfriend positioned himself low by her head, his penis already hard. "Suck my penis, harder," he commanded Mona, gripping her head and forcing her mouth onto him.
Mona, trapped between the two men, obeyed, her moans a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Yes, harder!" she cried out, her voice loud, focused on satisfying them both.
Mona’s brother slammed into her, infuriated by her lack of control over her volume. "You whore, shut up, or the whole village will come running. Then you'll have to have sex with the whole village," he hissed at her, the threat both a warning and a perverse form of erotic domination.
For several minutes, the scene was one of frenzied, desperate movement. The brother finished first, collapsing heavily onto Mona. He quickly pulled out, slick with sweat. Without missing a beat, Mona’s boyfriend climbed over the brother’s spent body and forced Mona to turn onto her back.
The three bodies were quickly intertwined, shifting and rearranging with practiced speed. The brother and the boyfriend changed places and partners, each demanding a different action, exploring the depths of Mona's arousal. They continued this rough, focused session for about thirty minutes, pushing Mona to her limits. Finally, all three were finished, exhausted and sticky with semen and sweat.
The moment of ecstasy quickly passed. They collected themselves, their previous frenzy replaced by a cold, immediate practicality. They quickly put on their clothes, smoothing down their garments to hide any evidence. They left the storehouse one by one, glancing around furtively, then walked off quickly toward their respective homes, leaving the storehouse silent and empty, except for the two horrified observers still hidden in the shadows.
Mala and I were still hidden in the storehouse. My penis was throbbing hard. It had been three days since I had last had sex, and watching the act had fully aroused me. I wanted desperately to move my penis up and down. Madam had told me that if you can't find a vagina and your penis gets hard, just hold it in your hand and move it up and down—that would release your semen and provide relief. But I couldn't do it because Mala was there, only a foot away.
Mala was in the same aroused state as me. It was the first time she had seen sex in her life, and that too with a group. Mala's entire face was flushed red, and she was nervously fidgeting with her hands, her excitement evident. I felt that it wasn't right to stay here for a long time; we were too exposed, and I needed to calm my body down. I told Mala, "Let's go out now." Hearing my voice, Mala visibly shook and came back to her senses.
Mala was extremely shy, unable to meet my eyes. Then we came out of the storehouse. But Mala wasn't saying anything at all, processing everything she had seen. I had to calm my penis down quickly, so I told Mala that we should go home now. Mala just nodded her head to say yes. I went quickly to my house, and Mala went to hers, the unspoken tension hanging heavily between us.
After getting home, the intense arousal from witnessing Mona’s session had become unbearable. I went straight to the bathroom and, following Madam's specific advice, I started moving my penis up and down. Since it had been hard for almost an hour, my semen was released quickly, providing immediate relief.
Then, just like every other day, I ate dinner, talked to my Chachi for a while, did my homework, and went to sleep, the exhaustion of the day finally winning.
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I spent the rest of the schoool day and the early afternoon wrestling with doubt. I was worried if what I was doing was right or if I would end up getting into serious trouble with Mona's aggressive brother. After coming home from schoool, I couldn't shake the anxiety about what would happen if things didn't go exactly as I had told Mala they would—if the three of them just met and left, making me look like a malicious liar. I was so scared of the fallout.
I prayed that everything would be okay. After sleeping for a little while to calm my nerves, I went to the ground at 4 p.m., an hour before we were supposed to meet. I was walking around the edge of the ground when I felt an overwhelming urge to go and check the storehouse one last time. I went inside the storehouse through the familiar window. I looked around carefully, making sure everything was exactly as I remembered. I knew the general area where Mona had sex. A little farther from that main spot, behind a pile of old sacks and boxes, I quickly made a secure, hidden spot for Mala and me. The spot was strategically placed so that Mona and the boys couldn't see us, but we could clearly hear them talking.
Then I went back to the ground to wait. At 4:50 p.m., Mala came, looking nervous and glancing around constantly. As soon as she reached me, she whispered that Mona was also on her way. I grabbed Mala's arm and quickly took her with me to the storehouse window. Mala and I silently slipped inside and hid in our carefully chosen spot. After about ten tense minutes, the three of them came inside. First, Mona came, then her brother. Mona sat down in the usual place, but her brother stood near the window, peering out. Maybe he was checking if anyone had seen them come in, especially because they had come an hour early today. After a short while, Mona's boyfriend also came. It was 5:30 p.m. now.
The three of them just sat there, talking in low voices about mundane things. I couldn't understand why they weren't starting their plans. Mala was also growing worried, glancing at me with a look of, "See? I told you." Now it was 6 p.m., the time Mona had told Mala to arrive, but they were still just sitting. I started to think I was wrong, and Mala kept asking me again and again with worried glances. I saw that Mona was continually looking towards the window, clearly waiting for Mala's arrival. Now it was 6:30 p.m. Mona must have finally assumed that Mala wouldn't come today either. That's when they finally started talking about their plan.
"I don't think Mala will come today," Mona said with a sigh.
"Don't say that, Mona. Maybe she's just running late," Mona's brother said, clearly still holding onto hope.
"I also think the plan failed today," her boyfriend said dismissively.
"I don't think she'll ever come here," Mona concluded, sounding annoyed.
"Didn't you convince Mala well enough? Then why didn't she come?" Mona's brother asked, sounding frustrated.
"I think she got scared," her boyfriend offered.
"Yes, she didn't come yesterday either," Mona complained, her voice rising in anger. "Forget about her. I don't think you'll ever get her now. You also stopped having sex with me because you were so focused on Mala," Mona accused her brother.
"Yes, you're right. I think so too now," Mona's brother conceded.
"Come on, let's start our work. But it would've been so much fun to have sex with Mala," her boyfriend said, a lascivious tone in his voice.
"You shut up. Understand?" Mona shouted at her boyfriend.
"Why are you yelling at him? Come on, now let's forget Mala. Let's start our sex," Mona's brother interjected, pulling Mona toward him.
I thought, I'm safe now. And Mala is safe. But I was still puzzled as to why they were just sitting there for so long. How would they have trapped Mala and had sex with her? Whatever, at least Mala knows everything now. Not everything, but she knows enough to understand their intentions. I whispered to her, my voice barely a breath, "See, Mala? I was right, wasn't I?"
"I'm sorry, Avi. I should have trusted you sooner," Mala whispered back, her voice full of regret and gratitude.
I whispered back, "Now be quiet and watch what you came to see," teasing her gently.
My words made Mala's face turn instantly red with a mixture of embarrassment and rising excitement.
Their conversation was quickly replaced by action. "Just have sex with my vagina like this. Bhai, have sex with my vagina imagining I'm Mala," Mona said, guiding her brother.
The moment Mona's brother conceded that Mala wasn't coming, the last vestiges of casual conversation vanished, replaced by a raw, aggressive urgency. The three of them rearranged themselves on the rough, dusty floor of the storehouse, the excitement of their missed opportunity fueling a more intense, darker session between themselves.
Mona straddled her brother, taking the dominant position. Her voice, now thick with lust and dark purpose, instructed him: "Yes, Mala isn't here now. Now I'll make your vagina a dump hole, imagining you're her," Mona's brother responded crudely, the raw language intended to intensify the experience by humiliating his sister. He grabbed her hips, driving into her with a violence that made the floor creak.
Simultaneously, Mona’s boyfriend positioned himself low by her head, his penis already hard. "Suck my penis, harder," he commanded Mona, gripping her head and forcing her mouth onto him.
Mona, trapped between the two men, obeyed, her moans a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Yes, harder!" she cried out, her voice loud, focused on satisfying them both.
Mona’s brother slammed into her, infuriated by her lack of control over her volume. "You whore, shut up, or the whole village will come running. Then you'll have to have sex with the whole village," he hissed at her, the threat both a warning and a perverse form of erotic domination.
For several minutes, the scene was one of frenzied, desperate movement. The brother finished first, collapsing heavily onto Mona. He quickly pulled out, slick with sweat. Without missing a beat, Mona’s boyfriend climbed over the brother’s spent body and forced Mona to turn onto her back.
The three bodies were quickly intertwined, shifting and rearranging with practiced speed. The brother and the boyfriend changed places and partners, each demanding a different action, exploring the depths of Mona's arousal. They continued this rough, focused session for about thirty minutes, pushing Mona to her limits. Finally, all three were finished, exhausted and sticky with semen and sweat.
The moment of ecstasy quickly passed. They collected themselves, their previous frenzy replaced by a cold, immediate practicality. They quickly put on their clothes, smoothing down their garments to hide any evidence. They left the storehouse one by one, glancing around furtively, then walked off quickly toward their respective homes, leaving the storehouse silent and empty, except for the two horrified observers still hidden in the shadows.
Mala and I were still hidden in the storehouse. My penis was throbbing hard. It had been three days since I had last had sex, and watching the act had fully aroused me. I wanted desperately to move my penis up and down. Madam had told me that if you can't find a vagina and your penis gets hard, just hold it in your hand and move it up and down—that would release your semen and provide relief. But I couldn't do it because Mala was there, only a foot away.
Mala was in the same aroused state as me. It was the first time she had seen sex in her life, and that too with a group. Mala's entire face was flushed red, and she was nervously fidgeting with her hands, her excitement evident. I felt that it wasn't right to stay here for a long time; we were too exposed, and I needed to calm my body down. I told Mala, "Let's go out now." Hearing my voice, Mala visibly shook and came back to her senses.
Mala was extremely shy, unable to meet my eyes. Then we came out of the storehouse. But Mala wasn't saying anything at all, processing everything she had seen. I had to calm my penis down quickly, so I told Mala that we should go home now. Mala just nodded her head to say yes. I went quickly to my house, and Mala went to hers, the unspoken tension hanging heavily between us.
After getting home, the intense arousal from witnessing Mona’s session had become unbearable. I went straight to the bathroom and, following Madam's specific advice, I started moving my penis up and down. Since it had been hard for almost an hour, my semen was released quickly, providing immediate relief.
Then, just like every other day, I ate dinner, talked to my Chachi for a while, did my homework, and went to sleep, the exhaustion of the day finally winning.
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