02-12-2025, 08:32 PM
## Update 137: Aftermath and Meena Chachi's Understanding (Avi and Meena Chachi)
I picked up the water bottle, which felt warm from the afternoon sun, and handed it to Sital.
"Sital, here. Clean your chooť with this water," I instructed gently, holding out the bottle.
Sital took the bottle and touched the water with a finger. "This is hot water, Avi," she noted, her voice still a little breathless from the effort.
"You will feel good with the hot water. It will help with the burning," I assured her, nodding once.
Sital carefully cleaned her chooť with the warm water, wincing slightly as she tended to the raw, torn area.
I pulled two small pills from my bag and held them out in my palm. "Eat these pills now," I told her, waiting patiently.
"Pill? What pills are these?" Sital asked, her brow furrowed in confusion, looking at the medicine.
"One is to prevent pregnancy, just in case, and the other is a strong painkiller for the pain," I explained, waiting for her to take them, keeping my hand steady.
Sital looked up at me, a soft, appreciative smile touching her lips. "You take care of absolutely everything, don't you, Avi?"
I shrugged, putting the bottle away. "I have to. I am responsible for what we just did," I said, looking her straight in the eye.
Sital took the pills and swallowed them quickly, chasing them with the last of the water. Then, we both started to put on our clothes. The painkiller would need about fifteen minutes to take full effect. Until then, I packed up the bedsheet, the oil, and the water bottle, neatly placing everything into the bag. We sat back down under the tree for a while, the silence broken only by our heavy breathing and the faint sound of the wind, both of us processing the intensely emotional and physical act we had just shared.
"Avi, where did you learn to do this kind of sex? You were like an animal," Sital finally asked, leaning her head back against the tree trunk, looking curious.
*(Internal thought: From one sex partner to another, I learned.)* "Just like that, Sital. I picked up things from here and there," I answered vaguely, not wanting to reveal the extent of my experiences, shrugging again.
Sital shook her head, a slow smile spreading. "That wasn't just 'here and there.' You had sex just like in a blue film. You knew exactly what you were doing."
"Do the girls in the city really like this kind of intense sex?" I asked, testing the waters for information, leaning toward her.
"Yes, they definitely like this kind of sex. And they like this kind of weapon even more," Sital said, nodding and glancing pointedly at my crotch, a wicked smile playing on her face.
"What else do city girls like, Sital? The things you mentioned yesterday?" I probed, genuinely curious about the new world she represented, sitting forward.
"Why are you asking so much? Are you... Are you trying to prepare yourself for the city girls?" Sital teased, raising an eyebrow mischievously.
I fidgeted slightly. "I'm just asking. I'm curious about the new ways," I insisted, trying to sound casual, avoiding her gaze.
Sital pushed herself upright, stretching slightly. "You can ask whatever you want later, Avi. Next time we meet, I'll tell you all the secrets. Now we should go. Mammi (Meena Chachi) must be waiting in the heat," she said, looking toward the small house.
"Yes, let's go," I agreed, standing up quickly.
After a short while, the painkiller began to show its effect, and Sital's sharp pain eased into a dull ache. We walked out of the mango orchard and came to Meena Chachi. As soon as Sital entered the small mud house, she collapsed onto the cot and instantly fell asleep from the emotional and physical exhaustion.
Meena Chachi and I left the house and started roaming the perimeter of the fields. The farm laborers were starting to arrive for the afternoon shift. Everyone knew their work and got straight to it. Meena Chachi hadn't come to the fields in so many days; everyone was clearly shocked to see her supervising, but everyone greeted her happily. Chachi took the time to talk to everyone, asking about their families and the work. Today too, Kamala Kaki did not come to the fields. On asking the other laborers, I found out she was sick.
After talking to the laborers, we returned to Sital. She was still sleeping soundly. Meena Chachi woke Sital up by playfully slapping her butt. Sital woke up quickly and confirmed that she was feeling much better now.
Then we came back home. Meena Chachi told me to drop Sital at her house. After leaving Sital at Pooja Bua's place, I came back. Chachaji had already come home from his day's work. Chachaji found out that Meena Chachi had gone to the fields today, and he was clearly angry, demanding why she had risked the heat. But Meena Chachi, in her own way, managed to calm Chacha's anger, using a mix of sweetness and stubbornness.
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After eating dinner, I went to my room. Meena Chachi soon followed me and came into my room, closing the door behind her.
I walked over to her, feeling a prick of guilt. "I'm sorry, Chachi. Chacha got angry with you because of me," I said, looking down at the floor.
Meena Chachi waved her hand dismissively. "It's okay, Avi. I already knew that this was going to happen when I agreed to go. You don't worry about it for a second," Meena Chachi reassured me, patting my chest.
"Next time, I promise I'll do it safely at home," I said, thinking about the risks we took today, nodding solemnly.
Meena Chachi raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on her lips. "But you specifically said you wanted me to come with you one more time," she reminded me, hinting at the gaand fuck plan, crossing her arms.
"Let it be, Chachi. I'll just do the next one with Sital at some other place, or maybe I won't even fuck her ass," I said, trying to spare her the future trouble, trying to wave it off.
Meena Chachi shook her head, her tone firm. "Nothing happens, Avi. I told you I'd help. I'll come with you to the fields next time too," she insisted, stepping closer.
"But Chacha..." I started, worried about his reaction again, my voice trailing off.
Meena Chachi cut me off, putting a warm hand on my arm. "I told you not to take tension. As long as I'm here, I want to see happiness on your face. You hear me? Now go to sleep. And when you decide you have to go to the fields again, just let me know the plan," she whispered, squeezing my arm.
"Okay. When Chachaji goes to the city next week, we'll go to the fields then," I planned aloud, relief washing over me.
"Now go to sleep," Meena Chachi repeated, patting my shoulder, before walking out and closing the door softly behind her.
---
I picked up the water bottle, which felt warm from the afternoon sun, and handed it to Sital.
"Sital, here. Clean your chooť with this water," I instructed gently, holding out the bottle.
Sital took the bottle and touched the water with a finger. "This is hot water, Avi," she noted, her voice still a little breathless from the effort.
"You will feel good with the hot water. It will help with the burning," I assured her, nodding once.
Sital carefully cleaned her chooť with the warm water, wincing slightly as she tended to the raw, torn area.
I pulled two small pills from my bag and held them out in my palm. "Eat these pills now," I told her, waiting patiently.
"Pill? What pills are these?" Sital asked, her brow furrowed in confusion, looking at the medicine.
"One is to prevent pregnancy, just in case, and the other is a strong painkiller for the pain," I explained, waiting for her to take them, keeping my hand steady.
Sital looked up at me, a soft, appreciative smile touching her lips. "You take care of absolutely everything, don't you, Avi?"
I shrugged, putting the bottle away. "I have to. I am responsible for what we just did," I said, looking her straight in the eye.
Sital took the pills and swallowed them quickly, chasing them with the last of the water. Then, we both started to put on our clothes. The painkiller would need about fifteen minutes to take full effect. Until then, I packed up the bedsheet, the oil, and the water bottle, neatly placing everything into the bag. We sat back down under the tree for a while, the silence broken only by our heavy breathing and the faint sound of the wind, both of us processing the intensely emotional and physical act we had just shared.
"Avi, where did you learn to do this kind of sex? You were like an animal," Sital finally asked, leaning her head back against the tree trunk, looking curious.
*(Internal thought: From one sex partner to another, I learned.)* "Just like that, Sital. I picked up things from here and there," I answered vaguely, not wanting to reveal the extent of my experiences, shrugging again.
Sital shook her head, a slow smile spreading. "That wasn't just 'here and there.' You had sex just like in a blue film. You knew exactly what you were doing."
"Do the girls in the city really like this kind of intense sex?" I asked, testing the waters for information, leaning toward her.
"Yes, they definitely like this kind of sex. And they like this kind of weapon even more," Sital said, nodding and glancing pointedly at my crotch, a wicked smile playing on her face.
"What else do city girls like, Sital? The things you mentioned yesterday?" I probed, genuinely curious about the new world she represented, sitting forward.
"Why are you asking so much? Are you... Are you trying to prepare yourself for the city girls?" Sital teased, raising an eyebrow mischievously.
I fidgeted slightly. "I'm just asking. I'm curious about the new ways," I insisted, trying to sound casual, avoiding her gaze.
Sital pushed herself upright, stretching slightly. "You can ask whatever you want later, Avi. Next time we meet, I'll tell you all the secrets. Now we should go. Mammi (Meena Chachi) must be waiting in the heat," she said, looking toward the small house.
"Yes, let's go," I agreed, standing up quickly.
After a short while, the painkiller began to show its effect, and Sital's sharp pain eased into a dull ache. We walked out of the mango orchard and came to Meena Chachi. As soon as Sital entered the small mud house, she collapsed onto the cot and instantly fell asleep from the emotional and physical exhaustion.
Meena Chachi and I left the house and started roaming the perimeter of the fields. The farm laborers were starting to arrive for the afternoon shift. Everyone knew their work and got straight to it. Meena Chachi hadn't come to the fields in so many days; everyone was clearly shocked to see her supervising, but everyone greeted her happily. Chachi took the time to talk to everyone, asking about their families and the work. Today too, Kamala Kaki did not come to the fields. On asking the other laborers, I found out she was sick.
After talking to the laborers, we returned to Sital. She was still sleeping soundly. Meena Chachi woke Sital up by playfully slapping her butt. Sital woke up quickly and confirmed that she was feeling much better now.
Then we came back home. Meena Chachi told me to drop Sital at her house. After leaving Sital at Pooja Bua's place, I came back. Chachaji had already come home from his day's work. Chachaji found out that Meena Chachi had gone to the fields today, and he was clearly angry, demanding why she had risked the heat. But Meena Chachi, in her own way, managed to calm Chacha's anger, using a mix of sweetness and stubbornness.
---
After eating dinner, I went to my room. Meena Chachi soon followed me and came into my room, closing the door behind her.
I walked over to her, feeling a prick of guilt. "I'm sorry, Chachi. Chacha got angry with you because of me," I said, looking down at the floor.
Meena Chachi waved her hand dismissively. "It's okay, Avi. I already knew that this was going to happen when I agreed to go. You don't worry about it for a second," Meena Chachi reassured me, patting my chest.
"Next time, I promise I'll do it safely at home," I said, thinking about the risks we took today, nodding solemnly.
Meena Chachi raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on her lips. "But you specifically said you wanted me to come with you one more time," she reminded me, hinting at the gaand fuck plan, crossing her arms.
"Let it be, Chachi. I'll just do the next one with Sital at some other place, or maybe I won't even fuck her ass," I said, trying to spare her the future trouble, trying to wave it off.
Meena Chachi shook her head, her tone firm. "Nothing happens, Avi. I told you I'd help. I'll come with you to the fields next time too," she insisted, stepping closer.
"But Chacha..." I started, worried about his reaction again, my voice trailing off.
Meena Chachi cut me off, putting a warm hand on my arm. "I told you not to take tension. As long as I'm here, I want to see happiness on your face. You hear me? Now go to sleep. And when you decide you have to go to the fields again, just let me know the plan," she whispered, squeezing my arm.
"Okay. When Chachaji goes to the city next week, we'll go to the fields then," I planned aloud, relief washing over me.
"Now go to sleep," Meena Chachi repeated, patting my shoulder, before walking out and closing the door softly behind her.
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