Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Scene 80

It was a bright afternoon at the estate. We had just returned from our shopping trip, and I was dressed in my new silk clothes, feeling like a prince. But the quiet of the house was broken by a group of people waiting in the garden. It was the Tandon family, a mother, a father, and two daughters. They were middle-class devotees who had travelled a long way for a glimpse of the God Mother.

The garden was silent, except for the sound of the wind in the trees. The Tandons stood in a neat line, looking nervous. When the God Mother walked toward them, her white saree flowing, the air seemed to get thicker. Mrs. Tandon stepped forward first. Her eyes were wide with devotion. Without a word, she reached out and kissed the God Mother right on the lips. This was the "Prasad", the sacred gift. Then she pulled back, her face glowing.

Mrs. Tandon: "Now you, Rajesh. Take the blessing."
Mr. Tandon leaned in. He didn't just peck her; he pressed his mouth against the God Mother's for a long time, kissing her ferociously. I could see his hands shaking. The daughters followed, each taking the Prasad. The silence after the kisses was heavy with a new kind of tension.

The God Mother smiled, but her eyes were calculating. She loved finding new people to bring into her world.

God Mother: "Before we go further, I want you to meet Sunny. He is my most sacred person I know. He carries the energy that your family is missing."

She looked at Mrs. Tandon. "I can see dark blockages in your energy, especially regarding your daughter's upcoming wedding. To fix this, you must perform the Yoni and Lingam Ritual."

Mrs. Tandon: "How can we do this Ritual, God Mother? We will do anything."

God Mother: "It is a process of total honesty. First, all phones will be collected. We will go inside the hall and change into pure white robes. This Ritual is for marital harmony and fertility. It requires you to be completely open."

Inside the large, marble hall, the atmosphere changed. The smell of heavy incense filled the room. The Tandons looked small and vulnerable in their thin white robes. God Mother sat on her high chair, and I sat at her feet. To show them her power, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. In front of the whole family, she pulled me to her breast.

Mr. Tandon’s eyes grew huge. He stared at her dark, wet nipple as I began to suckle. He was sweating, his face turning red with a mix of shame and extreme hunger.

Mr. Tandon: "God Mother... is there more Prasad for us? I mean... for me?"

Mrs. Tandon looked at him with sharp suspicion. "Rajesh! We are here for the Ritual!"

God Mother: "The Milk Prasad is only for my closest sacred ones. Your blessing will come after the Ritual is complete. Now, let the purification begin."

The Ritual was intense. She made them chant while she walked around them, touching their foreheads with oils. Then, she turned her focus back to Mr. Tandon.

God Mother: "Rajesh, the blockage in this family starts with the father. To heal the family, the Lingam must be purified by the source. Show me your Lingam. I would like to taste your energy to see where the darkness is."

Mr. Tandon didn't hesitate. He dropped his white robe, standing naked and fully hard in front of his wife and daughters. He was shivering. God Mother knelt before him. She didn't look like a saint anymore; she looked like a predator. She took his penis into her mouth, her tongue working with a slow, rhythmic heat.

The daughters watched, frozen, while Mrs. Tandon began to breathe heavily, her own hands moving to her chest. The sound of the God Mother's wet sucking and Mr. Tandon's jagged gasps echoed in the hall.

God Mother: "Oh, it is so full of stress! I must drink it all to save your daughters' future!"
She sucked him harder, her eyes locked on mine as if to say, Watch how I control them. Mr. Tandon let out a loud, choked cry and climaxed right into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, then stood up and looked at the rest of the family.

"The father is clean," she whispered, her lips still wet with him. "Now, who is next for the Yoni Puja? The daughters must be prepared for their husbands."
The Tandons looked at each other, completely broken and surrendered. They were no longer a normal family; they were part of the Project now.