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[Krishan202]

Raja Rao not realizing that he had been holding his breath exhaled and then stealthily opened the connecting door. In a drugged sleep, lying naked on top of the covers were Ravi and Lavanya. Lavanya lay on her back. Unlike most women, Raja Rao noticed right off that Lavanya's soft blonde bush was cut very short and neatly trimmed, making her mound appear almost smooth shaven at first. Unable to control himself, he reached out and touched her. Raja Rao let his fingers trace over her soft white mound and brazenly rolled the tip of her clit between his thumb and forefinger. He could feel her nub immediately begin to swell but resisted the urge to bend forward and take it into his mouth. 



Only after a breathy moan escaped her red parted lips did he stop fondling her. He stepped back from the bed and looked at the couple: Lavanya's legs were spread open in anticipation of her husband's entry, and Ravi was positioned half on top of her, his cock long and black, but limp and unused.

Raja Rao took a deep breath to steady himself and quietly stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. As he walked to his apartment, he felt overwhelming relief that his plans had not been derailed or discovered.

Though Raja Rao and Ravi had had a stormy relationship since the boy had been in his teens, Raja Rao nevertheless loved his son and was proud of him for his ambition, goals for the future and his belief and respect for the old ways. He was also deeply envious of him. Since meeting Lavanya, Raja Rao had become obsessed with thoughts and fantasies about her. He wanted the girl badly, wanted to fill her with his throbbing cock, and wanted to see her belly grow taunt with his child. Because of Ravi's reverence for tribal traditions, and Lavanya's attitudes towards premarital sex, Raja Rao knew that Ravi would not have had intercourse with Lavanya or risked impregnating her before their marriage. As the Elder Chief Raja Rao , he was confident that he would be the one to take her virginity and impregnate her.



The couple's wedding day had been filled with excitement, happiness, and anticipation. Toward the end of the wedding feast, the wedding couple had laced both Ravi's and Lavanya's champagne glasses with an anaphrodisiac herb. The herb would bring on a deep sleep and on awakening any memory of the night before would be dulled and vague, if not forgotten. The couple, in fact, had not had sex on their wedding night. Lavanya to Raja Rao's immense joy was still a virgin and assuming his plans would continue without a problem, Lavanya would remain a virgin until he claimed her.

In the days that followed, Aunt Ramya continued to doctor Ravi's and Lavanya's food and drink with a smaller dose of the herb. The herb effectively reduced their sexual desires and needs as well as prevented Ravi from achieving an erection or ejaculating, making sexual intercourse impossible.

Ravi and Lavanya had been married for only a matter of weeks, and the continued absence of marital intimacy was placing a strain on their relationship. Raja Rao watched the young couple, in his heart, he knew that he was using the ruse of the "Right of First Penetration" as justification for taking his son's wife. While he occasionally felt guilt at what he was doing to Ravi, shamefully, his lust and desire for the girl outweighed his loyalty to his son.



*****

Lavanya understood that Ravi's job would require him to be away for business frequently, but the reality of this obligation was upsetting. Lavanya was disappointed and angry with Ravi, for the second time in six weeks, he was away from home and this time would not return for another week at least. She stood on the upstairs balcony watching him drive away and began to cry. Her body was hungry for him, and she ached for his touch and the long-delayed feeling of him moving inside her.

Trying to keep herself busy, Lavanya worked about the house most days, and in the late afternoon would help Aunt Ramya prepare dinner. One evening following dinner Aunt Ramya fixed Lavanya a cup of tea before bed. Though she would never say anything to Ramya, the tea was horrible, but after adding a heaping teaspoon of sugar and a splash of brandy, though it did not mask the strong medicinal taste and smell completely, she was able to gag it down.

"Drink, drink, finish your tea, Aunt Ramya urged, it'll make you feel less better."



By the time Lavanya finished her tea, she had begun to yawn. Ramya helped Lavanya to her room, and after removing her clothes, guided her into the shower. Lavanya sat on the shower bench in an almost stupor as Ramya washed her. Aunt Ramya's small but strong hands soaped Lavanya's breasts, and gently washed between her legs.

"Thank you Ramya; I don't know why I suddenly feel so tired. I'm sure I'll be asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow," Lavanya said sleepily. Taking the towel out of her hands, Ramya finished drying her and braided Lavanya's thick blonde hair into a large plait and helped her under the covers, naked and vulnerable.



Lavanya was asleep within minutes, but sometime during the night she vaguely remembered feeling a warm tingling sensation between her legs, that slowly made her reluctantly open her eyes. When she managed to focus her eyes, she saw that the person between her legs was Aunt Ramya.

"Ramya?" she asked groggily

Ramya had Lavanya's legs spread open, rubbing some kind of oil between them. Ramya's old gnarly fingers covered Lavanya's breasts, clit, pussy lips, butt, and even inside of her pussy with the thick, musky smelling oil.

"Ramya, what are you doing?" Lavanya managed to ask even as she felt herself drifting off to sleep again.

"Yes, it's me little one, Auntie Ramya . . . you close your eyes and go back to sleep. I just needed to prepare you. Go back to sleep." Ramya gently coaxed.

"Pprepare . . . prepare . . .?" Lavanya tried to ask before the dark, welcoming curtain of sleep again enveloped her.



*****

Raja Rao pulled back the light blanket and saw that Lavanya was naked, as he had instructed. Her pale white breasts were exposed, full and pert as only a woman's barely out of her teens can be. He watched as her chest heaved up and down with each breath, her nipples elongated and hard from the sudden coolness of the room. Her long, wavy blonde hair had come undone from its braid and fell in soft disarray on her pillow and about her shoulders.

He slowly knelt beside the bed and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Tongue and teeth, teeth and tongue, he worked the hard extended nipple until she moaned and whimpered in spite of herself. It had been a long time since he had had an opportunity to suckle such a beautiful, white tittie like this one. Eventually, they would seduce or be seduced and once they were thoroughly fucked, that disdain would change, and they would risk their husbands, their families, and their reputations for the feel of a hard black cock moving inside them. Whores . . . despite their pale skin, blonde hair and perceived importance, they were whores . . . tired of their often old, impotent husbands they sought the taboo, the forbidden, and once that black pleasure was experienced, they would do almost anything to have it continue.



He watched the sleeping girl. This girl was an innocent, a sexually desirable innocent that he desperately wanted to have.

As he stroked himself, he parted her legs and let his fingers tease her pussy and her small, tight rosebud. When he pressed his fingertip into her ass, her head moved from side to side, and an expression of distress and worry crept across Lavanya's slumbering face. She began to mumble something in her sleep before she abruptly rolled onto her side. Raja Rao leaned over and listened as she in a barely audible voice said, "No, Ravi, please." Then "Stop, you're hurting me, please." He watched and saw her reach behind her with one hand and make a pushing motion as if trying to push someone away. She moaned and half-heartedly began to struggle subconsciously with the villain in her nightmare.

"Shhh, shhhh, it's ok little one," Raja Rao said.



Though he could not know for sure, he assumed the bad dream might have been a side effect of the tea or the oil that had been applied to her genitals. Lavanya and Ravi had been together for over a year before coming here, and while engaging in other intimacies they had not had sexual intercourse, but Raja Rao was more than sure Ravi had introduced her (willing or not) to anal sex and suspected this might be what her dream was about.

"Shhhh, no tears . . . Papa Raj will show you how good even that can be," he said in a soothing voice as he brushed damp tendrils from her face.

Raja Rao looked down at her sleeping form and could feel his cock jerk hard with impatience. Lavanya was so young, younger than his son Ravi by several years, but her body was ready to be loved and bred, it was ripe for a child of his seed. How had Ravi managed not to pussy fuck her was beyond his imagining. Moving down the side of the bed Raja Rao paused between her legs. Lavanya trembled in her sleep as Raja Rao's teeth gently captured her clit forcing her to involuntarily cum like a good Christian white woman . . . quitely gyrating and humping against his open mouth.



As her orgasm subsided, Raja Rao stood towering over her, slowly but deliberately stroking his now achingly hard cock. Lavanya's eyes fluttered open, and she sleepily looked up at him. He bent forward and kissed her full, pouty lips hard, and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Not really understanding why, Lavanya began to suck his tongue sensually.

"Papa Raj? What's happening?" Where's Ravi? I think I was dreaming about Ravi she said, the confusion evident in her voice.

"Papa?"

"Oh, Raja Rao," she suddenly groaned, as another, softer orgasm washed over her. The sound of her voice calling Raja Rao's name sent him toward the edge. Raja Rao had to struggle not to cum. She said nothing more, just lay there as unexplained tears started to fall in large wet drops.



"No, no, don't cry little one. There's no need to cry," Raja Rao said wanting to reassure her, knowing she was fully under the influence of the aphrodisiac oil Ramya had massaged between her legs.