Adultery The Glass Dolls (victims of the nature) (Upd Sep 10)

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He climbed onto me again, locking his lips with mine and thrusting his tongue into my mouth. His hands moved to my breasts, gripping them firmly at the base and kneading them hard. I offered no resistance to his actions, surrendering my body to him; for the first time, I was experiencing—with total abandon and deep satisfaction—the pleasure a woman feels when a man claims her womanhood.

 

He used his knees to part my thighs. As if under a spell, I spread my legs as wide as I could, yielding to his eager desire to penetrate me and making it easy for him to fully possess me.

He pressed down on my waist... his body, burning hot like a searing coal... His manhood was pressing firmly against my thighs; I shifted slightly, adjusting myself so that it pressed right against my pussy lips.

He pressed his manhood against my folds and moved his hips back and forth. As my lips parted and spread, his burning-hot manhood rubbed against the creases; the pressure crushed my tender flesh, and the sensation coursed through every nerve, making my whole body feel intoxicated. I hugged him tightly, crushing him against me in my passionate embrace.

 

I could feel a flood of wetness surging between my thighs. His manhood grew slick with my juices, allowing it to slide more easily between my folds, grinding against my most sensitive spots. A thousand-volt electric current seemed to flow through my nerves; lost in that ecstasy and forgetting myself, I surrendered completely—"Do whatever you want with me... I won't stop you. I am all yours now... use me however you please. Do whatever brings you the most pleasure and drink up the ecstasy from within me." I laid out my womanhood and offered it to him, signaling that I would not resist however he chose to possess me.

Just then, he lifted his body up... As he reached between us, holding his manhood and rubbing the head of his cock across the folds of my labia from one end to the other—eliciting soft, intoxicated moans of "hmmm... ah... sss..." from me—he began to prod at my lips with the tip of his cock. Pressing his hips downward, he forced the head of his cock against my vaginal opening and slowly began to push it inside.

As he tried to penetrate me—breaking through the virginity that wasn't yet fully ready for intercourse—I let out a sharp moan of pain. "Ah... it hurts... oh God... it hurts... no... take it out... don't push it in... pull it out," I cried out; yet, even as I spoke, he stretched the opening of my vagina to its limit, and the head of his cock suddenly slid deep into my intimate depths.

"Ah... ah... ah..." I moaned sharply. Caught between the pain and the intoxicating, pleasurable ecstasy of his cock sinking deep into my body, I wrapped my arms tightly around him.

He seemed to be quite experienced in this; he showered my face with kisses, filled his mouth with my breasts, and took turns sucking on them for a long time... He remained motionless...

I do not know how long he stayed like that, but in that moment, it felt as though time itself had stood still.



After a while, the pain in my lower abdomen subsided, and for the first time, I truly felt his manhood fully embedded within me; the sensation of being completely filled from deep inside felt wonderful. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was gazing into them anxiously. I smiled softly as I looked back at him. Taking a deep breath, he smiled at me and, this time, gently pressed his hips forward, driving himself fully into me.

This time, I felt no pain; instead, I could feel his manhood penetrating to the very depths of my womanhood—splitting me open and unlocking my innermost self. I could clearly sense a man filling me completely.

As he kissed my lips, he slowly lifted his hips; I could feel his manhood—which had been fully embedded within me—sliding partially out. Gazing into his eyes with a look that silently pleaded "no," I simultaneously tried to pull him closer, pressing him deep inside me.

Noticing my anxiety, he smiled and suddenly thrust his hips forcefully into me. That was it—his manhood, which had been near the entrance, suddenly surged forward, rubbing and grinding against my vaginal walls before plunging deep into my core, striking the very depths of my lower belly.

As my body writhed beneath him within his embrace, I moaned—"Ah... sss... mmm"—thrilling with ecstasy in his arms.



He pulled back slightly before thrusting deep into me once more. That was the moment I truly realized—as he moved inside me—how the sensation of pleasure was igniting through every nerve in my body.

I spread my thighs wider, making it easier for him to move within me.

Gradually picking up the pace, he began to move inside me.

A wave of pleasure slowly crept through my nerves, gradually spreading across my entire body. The flood of wetness surging between my thighs intensified, and his pace quickened. Now, as his manhood rubbed forcefully against the walls of my yoni—pressing hard and creating friction—arousal fluids gushed forth, bathing the member moving inside me. He thrust into me with wild intensity, as if possessed by a frenzy.

As he thrust harder, waves of pleasure surged through my veins alongside my blood; my thighs, legs, arms, lower abdomen, neck, and even my tongue began to tingle and go numb.

As his lovemaking picked up speed—much like a massive ocean wave rising—a powerful surge built up within me, growing stronger by the second and making my body writhe. There was a roaring sound in my ears; my hands, fingers, legs, and feet were all going numb and losing sensation. He continued to thrust wildly; his manhood moved rapidly within the folds of my yoni, sending intense waves of pleasure coursing through my being. The friction of his manhood against my yoni walls induced an indescribable intoxication; I lost control of my body—I was losing myself—and just then...



His manhood, moving within the folds of my yoni, began to expand; it pressed ever tighter against my already snug passage, grinding powerfully against the folds of the yoni walls. As I drifted away in a sweet, intoxicating haze of lust, a powerful wave suddenly crashed over me. In that moment, I couldn't tell if he was merging into me or I into him, but suddenly, something hot surged from him deep into my core. Moaning softly—"Ah... aa... mmm"—I bathed his manhood with my own juices and experienced an intense climax; at that age, I didn't even realize it was my very first orgasm.

His manhood throbbed deep within my yoni like a fish stranded on the shore, spurting hot fluid into me in rhythmic waves. My lower belly filled up with that scalding liquid. While I could feel his manhood reacting deep inside, the hot fluids flowing into me evoked a sensation of pleasure, comfort, and intoxication that was entirely new to me. As his manhood continued to quiver deep within, he pressed his hips firmly against me, driving himself fully into my soft, yielding depths. He thrust his manhood deep into the depths of my vagina and then slumped over me in exhaustion; as the hot fluid gushed out of him and spilled from my pussy—sticking viscously to my mound and the soft area between us—I found the sensation strangely pleasurable.

A heavy drowsiness washed over me, and my eyes drifted shut before I even realized it; I have no idea how long I slept in that hazy state. When he tried to wake me, I opened my eyes with effort; he was anxious, urging me to get up because it was already very late and my family would be worried. That was when I slowly opened my eyes.

He was already dressed and ready. After I got up and adjusted my clothes, I looked for my panties; meanwhile, thick, white, viscous clumps of fluid were oozing from my pussy. "Ew... what is this?" I exclaimed, looking down and searching for something to wipe the wetness away. He then said, "It’s better if it stays like that. Here... put on your panties while it's still wet. Don't wash it off even after you get home. It’ll feel amazing to walk around all day with that wetness there."

 

"Do exactly as I said, and tell me how it felt the next time we meet," he added. He spoke with such confidence that I didn't argue; I simply put on my panties without a word, deciding to keep the wetness there.

Once I was ready, he hugged me tightly, kissed my lips, and squeezed my breasts hard again. "You're a very good girl, Valli. Did you like what I did?" he asked.

I was silent

"Shall we come back here again sometime?" he asked.

"I don't know... I don't understand what you're doing to me. I'm really scared," I said.

"I didn't do anything to you... I just fucked you, that's all. Now you know how good fucking feels, don't you?" He said...

I remained silent. He helped me onto the bicycle, and as he rode, he embraced me from behind, fondling my breasts again. "My dear Valli... she comes here with me whenever I ask," he said affectionately.

I lowered my head in grief and sorrow. "That's right... my Valli," he said, planting another kiss on my lips.

"Oh no... it's getting late. What will I tell father?" I asked anxiously.

"I'll tell your family that you were playing with my brother's daughter," he reassured me.

We set off, and within fifteen minutes, he dropped me off near my house.

Fortunately, father had left the house key with the neighbour and gone to the market with someone. Breathing a sigh of relief, I took the key from the neighbour and went inside.

Ten minutes later, the neighbour brought me some biscuits to eat and a glass of milk to drink. I finished them, pulled the doors shut, and lay down to sleep.

When father finally returned home late that night, he noticed my body felt hot. He woke me up, gave me a little rice and some medicine, and put me back to bed.
But in the middle of the night I got high fever and body pains, father took me to hospital and admitted there.

This is what she told me when I went to see her in the hospital. When she telling she was shivering and frightened. I could imagine the kind of torture she has undergone during that period.

 

Madam, like every girl at that age when forced upon such act, after initial resistance, we give up to the sheer weight of the man, that doesn’t mean we like what he is doing. Being so young and experiencing such erotic act, willingly or unwillingly, it causes lot of mental agony later, my daughter became target to an animal looking to pounce on young girls, don’t know how many girls she trapped like this. God is seeing all this from top. Next day itself that guy was crushed under fully loaded truck !!!

Komali stopped the narration and Amrutha got stunned, espcailly the part that that goonda got killed next day itself. It reminded her of Swami ji envelope, as told to her by Ashok, if any such girl was unwillingly forced, then that man will die in a week’s time.

I s Valli also a glass doll ? a victim of nature ? she doesn’t look like one. But never know the internal story

“Komali, I am so sad that Valli had to undergo through this trauma. I will arrange to send ambulance from a big hospital I know, I will take care of her medical expenses, don’t worry and don’t take such things lightly. Apart from mental trauma, it can cause permanent physical damage to the young body”

“thank you so much madam.. you are so kind”

Amrutha made few calls and made arrangements for ambulance, her village is some 100 km from Hyderabad

Komali felt so happy for the quick action.

“Madam, once again thank you so much”

“Komali.. no mention of thanks between us.. do me a favour and answer my questions honestly”

Komali was puzzled

“ask madam”

“in your house who all live ?”

“only my husband and daughter”

“I see.. they sleep in same room… sorry for asking like this”

“no madam.. my husband sleeps outside”

“when it rains ?”

“then in the same room.. why are you asking this type of questions madam”

“Komali this really helps me a lot.. I cant tell you why.. please bear with me”

“ok madam”

“did you see any thing unnatural with Valli recently ?”

“haa madam.. since one month.. she started wearing short dresses at home and especially she is not wearing inners”

“oh I see.. you stay here right, how do you know ?”

“my husband told me”

“didn’t your husband caution her ?”

“madam he is too soft to scold her”

“I see.. what else you noticed”

“two weeks back when I went home, we both were sleeping on same cot.. she was completely on me.. doing all kinds of crazy stuff”

“means ?”

(feeling shy) “I cant tell you details.. you can imagine”

“shittt.. did you both do those things ?”

“madam.. I was forced to do.. after a day I started liking it and those two days I was in heaven”

“so now you came here.. didn’t she try to be close with her father ? sorry to ask this.. but need answer”

“madam.. my husband called me told me that her behaviour was odd and she was changing dress in front him only, calling him to bathroom on some silly reason.. he is also worried with her odd behaviour and now this incident ahs happened”

“final question”

“yes madam”

“after your affair with your daughter, how you are feeling ? staying alone here in city ?”



“madam to be frank.. I was never this horny in my life. I am really missing my husband. The itchiness is so severe some times I feel like I may take  neighbor riksha driver lund and put in my mouth.. I am that much horny madam”

Amrutha clearly understood Valli is in stage 1 of this “decease”, that’s why she started having uncontrollable desires. And since Komali touched her pussy, she also got that “decease” and that’s why she has become horny and the guy who did force sex with Valli was dead next day. All these point to the what the Swami ji said. In fact till now she didn’t believe in this but after hearing this incident she is forced to believe. Now she is worried about her daughter Ashika’s future



Finally Amrutha gave an advice to Komali “Komali, shift your family to city. All three of you must live together otherwise it will be tough (she cant quote Valli at all as these are supposed to be kept as secrets). I will get some watchman jib for your husband and Valli can join sch ool in the city, I will take care of her admission and studies expenses, you take care of her, she deserves a better life and she can shine well in studies”

Komali was stunned hearing all this.. so much is going in her life.. she is overawed by the sheer pace of the incidents !!!


Meanwhile Amrutha started worrying about her daughter !!!