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One day, I was sitting thus on the wall, gazing off into the distance and listening to the chiming of the bells ... when suddenly something ran over me—not a breeze exactly, not a shiver, but something resembling a breath, the consciousness of some one's proximity... I dropped my eyes. Below me, in a light grey gown, with a pink parasol on her shoulder, Zinaída was walking hastily along the road. She saw me, halted, and, pushing up the brim of her straw hat, raised her velvety eyes to mine.

"What are you doing there, on such a height?"—she asked me, with a strange sort of smile.—"There now,"—she went on,—"you are always declaring that you love me—jump down to me here on the road if you really do love me."

Before the words were well out of Zinaída's mouth I had flown down, exactly as though some one had given me a push from behind. The wall was about two fathoms high. I landed on the ground with my feet, but the shock was so violent that I could not retain my balance; I fell, and lost consciousness for a moment. When I came to myself I felt, without opening my eyes, that Zinaída was by my side.—"My dear boy,"—she was saying, as she bent over me—and tender anxiety was audible in her voice—"how couldst thou do that, how couldst thou obey?... I love thee ... rise."

Her breast was heaving beside me, her hands were touching my head, and suddenly—what were my sensations then!—her soft, fresh lips began to cover my whole face with kisses ... they touched my lips... But at this point Zinaída probably divined from the expression of my face that I had already recovered consciousness, although I still did not open my eyes—and swiftly rising to her feet, she said:—"Come, get up, you rogue, you foolish fellow! Why do you lie there in the dust?"—I got up."

Nayanthara stopped reading and looked up. "There now, do you see?"

"No." Anushka shook her head and took a step closer to the seated woman. It seemed the chill in the room emanated off Nayanthara's pale, freckled skin.

"We ask them to jump, darling, and they do it without a second thought." Nayanthara looked up at Anushka with the most comforting crescent of a smile. "They melt under our kisses and long for nothing more than a woman's touch. A real woman, mind you. Not the girls seeking to entrap them in their skirts. I could give you and Krishan such pleasure. Everything you ever wanted and more."



"I'd never ..." Anushka took a step back.

"But you've already launched yourself, darling. You need only to take hold of God's breath like one of those wonderous new dirigibles." Nayanthara stood and gracefully walked over to Anushka. She reached up and moved Anushka's arms down by her sides and regarded the woman's exposed breasts. "Like two teardrops. Your feminine form takes my breath away. Imagine what it will do to young Krish."

"He's only eighteen." Anushka felt her nipples harden as Nayanthara reached up and rolled them between icy fingertips. "He's my son," Anushka squeaked. The whole room swam. It seemed different furnishings occupied the same space and pushed up against each other, time rubbing on time.



"Details." Nayanthara bent at her waist and gave Anushka's right nipple a lick with her frigid tongue. She thrilled as the housewife shuddered at her touch. She straightened and looked into Anushka's eyes. "We paid and received and the Devil took his due. All we need from you is your approbation, sweet Anushka."

Anushka swatted away Nayanthara's cold hands, covered up her boobs again, and ran from the living room. Less than a minute later, she fell into bed next to her beloved, snoring Ganesh. Her chest heaved and she pulled the covers over her head, calming herself some. She had simply gone too far with Krishan while helping him with his thing. Her conscience, using nightmares now, exerted its price. She wouldn't do anything inappropriate with Krishan again and all should return to normal. Her breathing slowed. And when things did return to normal, the nightmares would surely fade away.



On Wednesday, Shriya brought her new boyfriend home after college. Tharun was an affable boy. He was also a senior at the twin's high college. Shriya wanted him to see the wonderous expanse of the house she now occupied.

She brought him up to her tower room and he was indeed dazzled. Especially by the view.

"You can see for miles. Do you have neighbors?" Tharun held his hand over his eyes and looked through one of the north windows.

"Behind the trees to the south. They're pretty close actually, but we haven't met them yet." Shriya sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her. "Come here, Tharun."

Tharun turned and looked south. The trees weren't that far away, but he couldn't see the house hiding behind them. "What'd you have in mind?" He walked over and flopped on the bed.

The teenagers made out for a while.



Right in the middle of a rapturous moment as he wiggled his hand under Shriya's shirt, something tickled Tharun's foot. Tharun broke their kiss and looked down. He gave a started grunt and backed up against the headboard. A young man with freckles  smiled down at him from the foot of the bed. Tharun's tormentor wore baggy clothes with suspenders.

"What is it?" Shriya watched the color drain from her boyfriend's face.

"Who ..." Tharun pointed to the foot of the bed, looked at Shriya, and then back. The intruder was gone.

"What is it, Tharun?" Shriya looked down at the foot of the bed but could see nothing amiss.

"There was a boy here a second ago." Tharun stood and straightened his shirt. "He messed with my foot."

"Krishan's helping my parents in the basement, I think." Shriya frowned up at him.

"Not your brother." Tharun looked around the room but couldn't see anything but teenage clutter. "Look, I should probably get going. Can you walk me out? This house is ... really convoluted." He hugged his broad chest with his arms.

"Sure." Shriya got up, adjusted her bra, and led him downstairs. Once at the front door, she kissed him on the cheek. "Look, I'm sorry about whatever that was. We still on for Friday?"

"Sure." Tharun looked past her into the shadowy house. "Bye." He turned and jogged down the footpath, got into his car, and sped away.

Shriya closed the massive oak door with loud thud. That wasn't how she'd wanted her afternoon to go. She walked back upstairs to maybe listen to some music.



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In the middle of the night, Krishan woke with a start. Starlight filtered in through his open window from the moonless sky outside. What the heck, the window stood open again, letting in the cold night air. Why did it keep doing that? He knew he'd closed it this time. Krishan looked to see if his bedroom door was open too. It looked closed. Krishan didn't think Nayanthara would be responsible for something so petty. Or mean. She was so sweet to Krishan.


The sound of a muffled smash carried into his room through his closed door. It was a noise like someone dropping china on the floor. And then he heard a man's voice, also muffled by the door, but nearby.

"Who's the father, Nayan?" The man said. He had a quiver in his voice. The sound of someone on the edge. "Your little friend sung to me. Sung like a pretty bird. I know that is not my child you carry."

A pop sounded, like a firecracker, and Krishan's body jerked at the noise. He pulled his covers up around his chin and lay perfectly still.

"I will not countenance the buck's face, Nayan," the man said.

Krishan had read enough to know the man was saying he wouldn't allow his wife to cheat on him. To make him a cuckold.

"Come on out, Tommy." The man's voice dripped menace. "Tell me where your mother hides." The voice was closer to Krishan's door now. Five more pops went off, accompanied by the sound of splintering wood.

Krishan held his breath. Was his door locked? He heard the tinkling of metal. He guessed that the man carried a revolver and he'd dropped the spent bullet casings on the floor to reload.

A sudden awareness spread through Krishan's nerves. There was someone else in the bedroom with him. All his muscles contracted when a white shape sped toward him out of the shadows by the dead fireplace. He gave a long sigh when he saw Nayanthara's kind face. Her presence was somewhat less comforting when he saw her  eyes were wide with fright. She wore a long white nightgown that covered her ankles.



"Come now, young one," Nayanthara whispered. She offered her left hand to Krishan and the binary diamonds on her ring shimmered in the starlight. She looked over her shoulder at the door and then back to Krishan. "We mustn't let him find us here. He suspects our congress."

Wordless, Krishan took her hand. He'd forgotten how cold she was, her icy grip firm. He allowed her to pull him out of bed. The smooth floorboards beneath his bare feet were almost as cool as the woman's hand. Thank goodness for the warmth of his flannel pajamas.

"Storm's coming, Nayan," the man said. He might have been right outside the bedroom door. There was another clattering crash and two more pops. "When it arrives, even the Devil won't save you."

"Hurry." Nayanthara pulled Krishan directly toward the fireplace with some urgency.

As they approached, Krishan realized that the hearth was somehow sideways and a yawning black gap looked out at him from either side. "What?" He let her lead him into the darkness. They paused on the other side of the fireplace, Nayanthara moved her free hand against the wall, and with a quiet grinding the hearth swung back and closed them off from the bedroom.

"I had the builders install this hidden stairway without Vijay's knowledge." Nayanthara's voice held a muted tone in the enclosed space. "Even early in our marriage, he was a man of moods ofttimes deplorable. And, of course, the workmen were eager to please the lady of the house." Her frozen hand held firmly to Krishan's warm one. "Careful now, there's a step here. Good. And now here." She reached up and gripped his elbow with her free hand as she guided him down the winding stairs in the black. "Vijay still knows nothing of this passage."



"Thank God for that." Krishan took step after cautious step down and down.

"Yes." There was a smile in Nayanthara's voice. "Or someone."

"Where are we going?" Krishan opened his eyes as wide as he could but could see only blackness.

"The basement, dearie." Nayanthara steadied Krishan as he almost lost his balance. "And here we are, no more of those dreadful stairs, you brave boy." There was the sound of a flipped switch and then slow grinding. The basement hearth turned sideways and Nayanthara pulled Krishan through.

The living room down in the basement was the largest room in the house. There was a treadmill left by the previous owners in one corner and a billiard table that also came with the house nearby. They had put a couch down here and had perched their television on a carboard box near the fireplace. The only light in the room came from a nightlight Ganesh had plugged in near the stairs.

"I can't believe it." Krishan looked around as the fireplace swiveled closed behind them. "A secret staircase." He let the woman pull him over to the couch. She sat down and had him lie next to her, his head in her lap. The chill seeped out of her as she played with Krishan's hair, but he didn't mind.

"We'll be safe down here, darling. He never looks for us down here." Nayanthara paused and let the quiet around them bolster her words. "You must have had such a fright. I know just the thing to sooth you." She shrugged her arms out of her nightgown and lowered the garment past her breasts. Her nipples stood out prominent and dark on her alabaster breasts. She slid her hips down to the edge of the couch and propped Krishan's head on her bulging belly. "There now, drink and calm yourself."

"I don't understand." The icy tips of her fingers pressed against his cheek and turned his mouth toward her breast. With her other hand, she squeezed her right tit and plopped the nipple between his lips. Then Krishan understood. The sweetest, most delicious tangy flavor filled his mouth and he gulped it down. The temperature was the same as milk taken straight from the fridge. All his muscles relaxed and Krishan gave into the most wonderful drink he'd ever tasted.



"There now. That's a good boy." Nayanthara looked down at him with a soft smile. "Everything's better now. I'll take care of you."

"Mmmmmmmm," Krishan said.

"I just have a favor to ask, Krish." She stroked his cheek softly as he drank. "If I am to maintain my visits, you'll need to have your mother take another step. She is most resistant to me, you see."

"Mmmmmmm?" Krishan continued gulping that sweet, cold milk.

"Have her take care of you again. But this time, darling, I'd like her to use her breasts to satisfy your cravings." Nayanthara purred the words. "Understand? Those ruby-tipped globes are wasted on that father of yours. Clear enough?"

Krishan nodded and sucked. Nayanthara wanted him to coax a titjob out of his mom. There was some aversion on Krishan's part to the idea, but he would do anything to keep Nayanthara around. And one little titjob wouldn't hurt anyone. He'd just have to find a way to convince his sweet mother. Krishan drifted off to sleep at Nayanthara's breast.



Birds sung and cool morning light fell over Krishan's bed. He woke with a start and sat up in bed. He knew the night's events had been no dream. He needed to find the courage to do as Nayanthara asked. Even if it took some time, he'd find a way.

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Anushka made breakfast Saturday morning. The kitchen was finally coming together. Ganesh and Anushka had installed the new stove the day before and it worked perfectly. Also, they now had a dishwasher, thank God. The sink worked as it should. They'd even done half the countertops. Of course, this was only part of one small room and they had a whole mansion to update. But slow and steady wins the race.

"Where's Krish?" Anushka called over her shoulder from the stove.

"In the shower, I think." Shriya called back from the dining room table where she read a book. She knew what her brother did in the shower, which is why she had taken the unoccupied bathroom on the other side of the second floor as her own. Boys were so gross.



Ganesh stepped up next to his wife and gave Anushka's round bottom a good smack. "Sure you don't want to come with us? Who knows what secrets we'll unearth at the library?"

"I'm sure, Ganesh." Anushka smiled at him and flipped the bacon in the pan. "I could use my beauty rest."

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"If you get any more beautiful, Anu, you'll burn a hole in my heart." Ganesh kissed her rosy cheek and looked down at the frying pan. "Speaking of which, we better get that exhaust fan working. This smells great, but we don't want grease all over our new kitchen."

"Our partially new kitchen, you mean."

"Our soon to be completely new kitchen, I mean." Ganesh gave her butt another satisfying smack and went to pour himself some coffee. "Don't miss me too much today, Anu."

"Don't worry, honey," Anushka said. "I'll have Krish to keep me company while you two are gone." The sudden unbidden image of Krishan's enormous penis flashed in Anushka's mind. She blinked and willed the thought away. "Back to normal, back to normal," she muttered.



"What was that, dear?" Ganesh took a long sip of hot coffee.

"Nothing, Ganesh. I hope you and Shriya have fun today." Anushka couldn't quite seem to get the image of her son's throbbing penis out of her mind. Maybe a good nap would really do her some good.
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Krishan tried to get up the courage to ask his mother for more help with his dick, just as Nayanthara wanted. But he put it off and put it off. Instead, when she went down for a nap, he took the opportunity to fap. Maybe once he came, he'd have the courage to ask her for a titjob. But honestly, he didn't know how she'd ever say yes.

Naked, sitting in his desk chair, he opened up the computer folder with pictures of  women. He hadn't found a model yet that really looked like Nayanthara, but these women helped him fantasize. Pretty soon he was really going at it, both hands on his dick and looking at a particularly busty, freckled woman. Maybe after his mom's nap he'd ask her for what Nayanthara wanted. Hopefully they'd still have enough time before the other half of the family arrived home.



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In her dream, Anushka walked out of the Mansion on a beautiful morning, the sun streaming down. There were trees around the house she did not recognize. She twirled in her dress, so happy for modern fashion with the abandonment of the bustle. These new dresses beautifully flared from her waist all the way to the ground. A carriage waited for her, the horses eager and whinnying. She took her husband's right hand in her left and walked down the merry front path. The scent of spring blossoms hung in the air. Her husband was a tall man she recognized from somewhere, but couldn't quite place him. It seemed she should know her husband, she thought. He was handsome and barrel chested, with a mustache, top hat, and long jacket.

"Who's the father, Anu." Her husband's grip became a vice on her hand and Anushka shrieked in pain.



"I don't know what you mean, Vijay." Anushka hollered as the bones in her hand popped. As things do in dreams, it became clear his name was Vijay. This was Vijay Varma. The thought seared into Anushka's brain. The delicate bones in her left hand broke one by one as Vijay squeezed harder and harder. Anushka screamed. "Please ..."

"Is it the boy?" Vijay turned his dark eyes on her and there was nothing behind them. Only a deep, unending blackness. "Give him succor now. Protect him as you will. But if it is he that planted that pernicious seed, I will away with you both."

Anushka sat up in bed gasping for air, clutching her blanket to her naked breasts. What a terrible nightmare. She managed to catch her breath and then looked at the bedside clock. It was eleven in the morning. Such a horrific dream for such a short nap. She held up her left hand and thought she could see the red imprint of fingers along the back slowly fading away. She made a fist and released it, looking at her wedding ring. Her hand was fine. It was just a dream. There was no red handprint now. She must have imagined it.



"Krish," she whispered to herself. "I must succor my child." Anushka climbed out of bed, her naked breasts bouncing. The words that escaped her mouth seemed both foreign and completely at home. "Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from Him," Anushka whispered. She only wore her panties and that would never do, so Anushka scanned the room. She found one of her husband's large t-shirts and threw it on, giving her some modesty. "To help Krish is to help Him. And God asks for the aid of the righteous." On bare feet, Anushka padded out of her room and down the long hall. She didn't know where she was going.

Once at the other end of the hall, she looked around. Why was she there? The stairs went up to the east tower just before her, but Shriya was at the library with her father. There was a bathroom to her left, but she didn't need that. A soft grunting sound came muffled through Krishan's bedroom door. Succor the child. Anushka knew what she needed to do.

A bath towel hung by the shower in the bathroom. Anushka stepped in there and grabbed it. She then crossed the hall and opened Krishan's door without knocking.

Anushka should have been shocked, embarrassed, or at least disturbed by what she saw, but all she could think was that Krishan needed her help. He sat naked in his desk chair, looking at a picture of a voluptuous, naked woman on his computer monitor. Both hands furiously pumped at that hard, giant penis between his legs. Sweat beaded on his arms, shoulders, and face. His cheeks were red with the effort of his task. His hands stopped when his mother barged in, but they still held onto the veiny shaft. He made no effort to hide or cover himself. Instead he pivoted his chair to face her.

"You can't get it to come out, can you?" Anushka stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. "I think God sent me a dream so that I'd help you."

"What?" Krishan glanced back at the picture of the naked with huge boobs and freckles. He then looked back at his mom. "Oh, yeah. I do need help." Krishan finally registered what she was wearing. One of his dad's big t-shirts and completely bare legs. Because the t-shirt hung so low, he couldn't even tell if she had panties on.



"Okay, pumpkin." Anushka flashed a brief, nervous smile. "Mom's on the job." She took a step into the room and stopped. She twisted the towel in both hands. "Unless ... it's too weird for you ... you know ... having me touch you again."

"No, it's okay." Krishan thought of Nayanthara and wanted very much to make the dead woman happy. "The last time you did it, I felt so much better afterward."

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"Well, let's get you taken care of then." Anushka walked over to Krishan, rolled his chair way from the desk, spun him so that he was facing the monitor again, and kneeled down on the floor. She placed the towel next to her right knee. "You can look at that picture if it speeds things along."

"Thanks, Mom." Krishan didn't care much about the naked women on his monitor at the moment.

"Should I ...?" She looked up at the monstrosity, her brown eyes wide, her pupils dilated. "Should I use my mouth again?" Anushka reached forward with her right hand and tentatively caressed his right testicle. It was so heavy and full.

Krishan nodded.

"I can do that. The mouth isn't cheating. Right?" She looked past the penis at his skinny chest and thin arms. Such a miracle that this mighty tool would belong to her slight son.

"Right, Mom."

"Just don't tell your father, Krish." She circled the shaft with the fingers on her left hand and gently closed them. It was so incredibly thick. "Or anyone else." Anushka's focus when to the purplish top of his thing. Such an angry color for such a mild boy. She raised herself up a little on her knees and slowly slid the wide, flared head between her lips.



"I won't tell anyone." Krishan secretly crossed his fingers as he said this. He'd sure as heck tell Nayanthara.

"Ggggoooooogggghhhhh." Anushka had wanted to say good, but the cockhead got in her way. She bobbed her head in small quick strokes, remembering how best to service Krishan from last time. His thing was so dissimilar to his father's. This was an almost completely different act than the marital fellatio Anushka often performed. She moved her other hand to his pole and pumped up and down with both hands, squeezing tightly. The more she practiced, the more fluid it seemed.

"You're the best, Mom." Krishan sighed and slouched further into his chair. Anushka looked amazing with her pretty face contorted around his dick. Her crows-feet wrinkles etched themselves a little deeper as she struggled to blow her son. Her nostrils flared as she forced herself to breathe through her nose. "I hope Dad appreciates you."



Anushka popped her mouth off Krishan's thing and looked up at his young, handsome face. "He does, Krish." Then she went right back to sucking.

On the other side of town at that moment, Ganesh chewed on a pencil, reading through some very old files. He was close to something big. He just knew it. Something really big. He had no idea how close his wife was at that moment to something even bigger.

Back in the Mansion, Krishan looked up from his mother's bobbing brown hair to his monitor. Instead of the model he expected, he saw Nayanthara's beauty staring back at him. Confused, he blinked several times. On the screen, Nayanthara nodded her head and the camera panned back. He could see that the ghost sat naked in a wingback chair, by a roaring fire. Her heavy boobs,  and fiery bush were all on full display. She grabbed a breast in each hand, squeezed them together, and moved them up and down. Krishan understood. He nodded at the monitor and Nayanthara winked an eye back at him. She dropped her breasts and leaned forward in her wingback chair in anticipation of what was to come.



"Hey, Mom." Krishan looked down at Anushka as she worked his dick. "That feels ... really great. But could I ...?"

Anushka spit out his thing and looked up at him again. "What is it, Krish?" She panted a little. It was hard to get in enough air just breathing through her nose. "I'm here to help."

"Could you ... I mean ... would you ...?" Krishan stammered.

"Yes?" Her hands still slid slowly up and down his penis as she looked up.

"Could you do it with your boobs?" Krishan spit the words out quickly.

"With my ...?" Anushka turned it over in her head a moment and then understood. "Ohhhh. I see." Her hands kept up their work as she thought about the request. "Really, Krish?" She cocked her head at him. "Really?"

"Yeah, Mom. Please?" Krishan could already tell she was going to do it by the look in her eyes. "It wouldn't be cheating."

"I suppose not. It's not cheating if it's just the boobs." She let go of her son's thing and reached for the hem of her husband's shirt with both hands. She pulled off the shirt and tossed it behind her. Her boobs dropped and jiggled.



"They're beautiful, Mom." Krishan fixed his stare on those magnificent tits. They hung perfectly on her chest, large, round and full. With thick pink nipples and small areolas. Krishan pulled his eyes away and looked at the monitor behind his mom. Nayanthara smiled broadly. His eyes dropped down to his mom's face and he could see her cheeks were redder than usual.

"Thank you for the compliment, Krish." Dressed only in her black panties, Anushka held her breasts, scooted herself forward, and wrapped them around his tool. She figured there was enough spit left over from the blowjob for lubrication. "I've never done this before, so it may take me a minute to figure it out." She softly bit the tip of her tongue in concentration and tried one long pump with her breasts, using her hands to move her boobs up and down. Satisfied with the result, she did it again and again. Pretty soon she had an awkward, but consistent rhythm.

"Dad's missing out." Krishan couldn't look away from what his sweet mom was doing to him.



"It's okay." Anushka raised her eyes from Krishan's thing and looked up into her son's face. She could see the pleasure written there as he gritted his teeth. That she could bring her son such joy filled her with happiness. "I wouldn't be able to do this for Ganesh anyway. Not like this." She looked back down at the monster that slid between her tightly pressed boobs. "He's so different from you, Krish."

Back at the library, Ganesh held up a paper excitedly. The plans, he'd found the plans. This would make their work so much easier and might solve the mystery of the locked room. When he brought a copy home, Anushka would be so thrilled. This would surely be the most exciting thing she'd seen all day. He poured over the plans.

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In the Mansion, Krishan looked over his mother's shoulder as she worked so hard to bring him off. On his monitor, he could see Nayanthara, still naked in her chair, biting her fingernails in expectation. Nayanthara nodded at Krishan and made the same volcano explosion motions with her hands that she'd made while watching him and Anushka in the study the other day. Krishan resolved not to disappoint her this time.



"Are you close, sweetie?" Anushka stared down at that purple dome as it slipped between her cleavage.

"Not ... yet ..." If Krishan warned her, she'd use the towel to finish him. Nayanthara didn't want that. So instead, he grunted and let loose. Cum rocketed out of his dick, splashing up into Anushka's face and hair. It also flew through the air and landed on the wood floor all around them.

On the computer monitor, Nayanthara silently bounced up and down on her chair, clapping her hands wildly and laughing with great joy.

"Eeeewwwwwwww." Anushka closed her eyes, let go of her boobs, and turned away from the spewing thing. "Oh, my gosh, Krish. It's in my face." She could still feel cum landing on her side as she wiped the hot, salty mess off her lips and out of her eyes. "You can't just do that, Krish. You have to let me know." Anushka blindly reached for the towel by her knee, found it, and brought it up to her face. After a few seconds, she felt no more sperm landing on her, so at least he was done.



"Sorry ... Mom." Krishan didn't have a bible verse for this situation, but he did have a handy aphorism. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission. He chose not to share it with her. "It was just ..." he panted and looked at the mess he'd made. There was cum all over his stomach, thighs, and his mostly naked mother. The floor around them was a mess. It really had been a volcanic eruption. "It was just so ... sudden." Krishan glanced at the monitor and the image of Nayanthara was gone, replaced by the model from before.

"It's okay, pumpkin." It dawned on Anushka that in trying to do God's will, she'd just bathed herself in what seemed like a gallon of teenage cum. That realization, was followed by another. She was incredibly wet. She'd been so focused on her son's pleasure, that she hadn't even noticed how much her body had responded to the acts they'd just committed. "I'm going to go take a shower and wash all this off." Anushka stood gingerly, rubbing the towel against her breasts to remove some of the congealing sperm there. "I want you to clean up this mess right away." She walked to the door.

"Of course." Krishan didn't move from the chair. He watched her panty-clad butt as she walked to the door, opened it, and disappeared down the hall. "Sorry." He called after her. And he was sorry. Or at least a part of him was. But another part of him reveled in what had just happened and how Nayanthara would reward him the next time she paid him a visit.



When Anushka got in the shower, much to her surprise, she found her hand moving to her vagina. She took a long, hot shower and orgasmed several times as she masturbated, thinking about how she had just satisfied her son. They were some of the best orgasms she'd had in years. Maybe, just maybe, she'd offer to help Krishan out another time. Only if he still needed her help.



To be continue...

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All credits goes to original writer anita8003(IIS)


Malvika Sharma was in the Junior College. She was very close with one of the primary teachers. This lady, Meena kumari madam, as Malvika called her, used to take her out for coffee or sometimes to shopping and buy her gifts and chocolates. 





While roaming out Meena kumari maam used to get some phone calls and she would immediately drop Malvika at the near bus stand and take auto and go somewhere. One day Malvika asked her where she goes in such a hurry. Meena kumari asked her whether she would like to meet some young boys of plus two. Malvika was very shy but curious. Meena kumari did not force her, but would tell her in many occasions how exciting it would be to be touched and kissed by handsome young boys! Finally Malvika agreed to go with her.





Meena kumari told her, she would take to one Pragathi madams flat and there they can meet these boys, if she likes she can sit with them and have fun. Finally Malvika agreed and one day Meena kumari called her early from the college and took her to a very posh society.





When they reached the flat, they were very lovingly invited inside by middle aged good looking lady. She was Pragathi. Pragathi, patted Malvikas, cheeks and said,”as you said, Meena kumari, she is really very beautiful”. Come inside and have some cool drinks.


While they were having the lime juice, Pragathi asked Meena kumari “is she ready to meet the boys? Meena kumari said, she is interested, but they should be good.





Pragathi said, Look Malvika, I would not force you for anything, I will call one boy who is studying in 12th and very good looking nice guy. If you like him, and only if you like you can have fun with him. Is it ok? He is very rich and if you want, I can get good money from him.


Malvika said she didnt want any money, but agreed to meet the boy.


Pragathi took the phone and called someone. They talked for few minutes. Then she said, “lucky, he is free and is coming with half an hour. While waiting why dont you see some nice videos and get really excited?


Meena kumari giggled and took her to the bed room. There was a tv with big screen and cd player and many cds. Pragathi came inside and said, I will show a good one, It is for you to learn how a young girl of your age enjoys sex.





Malvika was shocked to hear the word sex. Any way she way curious to see the sex video. She had heard about them but has never seen any.


It was a Japanese video of a young boy and a girl. The movie started with the boy and the girl kissing. Malvika was taken aback seeing the way they kiss! The boy was sucking the girls tongue. Infact, both were sucking each others tongue for a long time. Malvika felt herself becoming wet between her legs. Slowly the girl and the boy removed each others dress. After this what she saw was the most shocking. The girl started sucking the boys cock.



Then Pragathi said, watch it, observe how that girl give real pleasure to that boy. You should learn how to please your man.


“But isnt it disgusting?”

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“There is nothing disgusting in sex”, If you like the boy, you would enjoy doing it.”


Suddenly the door bell rang. Pragathi got up and said, “Dont come out now”, you can look through the gap of the door and make sure that you dont know the boy. I dont want you to get in trouble.”


Pragathi went into the living room and opened the door. Malvika and Meena kumari were watching. The Malvika saw a lean young boy of about 19, he was tall and fair. Malvika really liked him. Meena kumari said ” oh, it is Vicky!”





“You know him?”
“Inside out”
“What do you mean”
“I only taught him”
“You mean, you and him …?”
“Yes, of course” And he is really really cute. you are lucky to have some one like him for the first time.”


Malvika was red with embarrassment.


Then Pragathi madam came to the room.


“Did you see him”
Yes
Do you know him?
No.
And do you like him.


Malvika blushed. she could not answer. Both Meena kumari and Pragathi laughed.
“mmm, she wants him. Look at her blushing.”


Pragathi took her hand and lead her to the living room





Vicky was sitting on the sofa. Pragathi took Malvika and sat opposite. Vicky was very excited looking at Malvika. He could not remove his eyes from the beautiful bulge of her breast on her uniform.


This is Malvika, and Malvika this is Vicky.


Both of them said, Hai.
Do you like her.
Vicky said. ofcourse yes.
“And You, Malvika?”
Malvika looked down smiling.
Pragathi laughed and said, “See her blushing. She too likes you”


“Now that both of you like each other, Malvika, why dont you go and sit near Vicky, while I get him some cool drink?


Malvika slowly got up. Pragathi also stood up and pushed her towards Vicky. Malvika sat next to him. He was also little embarrassed. Pragathi said, Hey, love birds, Now, dont fool. If you like each other, you should kiss each other.


Vicky was hesitant.


Pragathi said, Vicky put you arm around her and give her a hug and kiss.


Vicky slowly put his arm around her. She could smell his deo mixed with the smell of sweat. He touched her cheeks with his lips.


“Hey not like that, said Pragathi. On her lips.”


Vicky brushed his lips on hers holding her head.


She felt his lips press on hers.





“Open your mouth, Malvika”, You should know how to give and recieve kisses.”


She slowly opened her mouth. She remembered the girl in the movie. She felt Vicky’s tongue entering hers. She opened more, he pushed his tongue fully and began to explore. She could smell cigarettes and she liked the smell of his breath.


Now give your tongue to him, said Pragathi, who was watching keenly. Vicky opened his mouth and she slowly pushed her tongue inside. The whole action was so excited and she was worried that her wetness would ooze out through her panties.


“Now Vicky, you can explore her body more, while I bring you your drink.”


Pragathi went into the kitchen. Vicky took his other hand and touched her breast and slowly pressed it. Malvika could not look into his eyes. She liked his touch. He pressed both breasts. Pragathi came back with the orange juice.


“Hey, Malvika, this is not right, Why dont you open your shirt for him?”


Malvika hesitantly opened two buttons of her shirt. Vicky put his hand inside and touched her breast over her bra. Slowly he put his hand inside her bra and pressed her naked skin. His fingers encircled her right nipple.





While doing this he once again turned her face towards him and pushed his tongue inside her mouth.


Malvika was worried that her panties was soaking wet and the wetness will not wet the sofa. Then suddenly, Vicky puts his hand on her legs over her skirt. His hands goes inside and touches her panties. She stops him by holding his hands. But he already knew she was wet. He takes out his hand and smells it and gives her a wicked smile. She becomes red with embarrassment.


Pragathi madam comes back “OK. love birds, have u warmed up properly?, Would u like to go to bed room?


Vicky stands up. Malvika was not sure.


Pragathi, pulls her up by holding her hand and tells, “dont worry, he will not eat u up. Or will you Vicky?





“No”
“Hey, don’t you want to eat her?”
“Oh you mean that— that of course I would like to”
“mmm, give her your expert lick. From what I hear from Meena kumari, you are an excellent licker.
“She only taught me that”
“One day I have to test it myself”
“Any time maam, I am sure I would enjoy it and you would smell great.”


“Come on, lovebirds, go and enjoy yourselves in the bed room”


She takes both of them to the master bedroom.


“Don’t lock the door, I will ask Meena kumari to get you some water”. Meanwhile you can continue with your activities. Malvika, make him happy and he also would make you happy.”


The moment Pragathi goes out of the room, Vicky gives a tight embrace and once again starts kissing her. Now he started unbuttoning her shirt and slowly removes it. She is with only bra now. He unhooks it from behind and strait goes to her right breast with his hot lips. while caressing the other. He sucks her nipples, first pulling it with his lips tightly and then opens his mouth fully and takes her small breasts fully into his mouth. Her breast becomes wet with his saliva. He tickles her nipples with his tongue. She felt as if she is getting electric shocks.





Then her teacher Meena kumari enters with a jug and tumbler of water. She laughs


“Oh, so You have started drinking the milk, have her honey also later”
“Her honey is already oozing out and I am going to lap it up fully.”
“Malvika, he is an expert. He should be. Because I taught him”.
“You should also teach her your tricks with the mouth, maam”
“Of course, I shall come later.”
“Bring some cigarettes too”
“Sure”

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As soon as Meena kumari leaves, Vicks pushes Malvika on the bed and removes her skirt. He laughed when he saw her fully wet white panties and even though Malvika made a feeble attempt to stop him, he removed her panties. Her pussy is now exposed. She covers it with her hands, he removes her hands gently and brings his face close to it.





He sniffs and says, “God, this smells really good, better that Meena kumari miss.”


He spreads her cunt lips and licks her clit with his tongue. He gives strong and hard strokes. His tongues goes down to her pussy hole and comes up giving upward stroks. Malvika is in heaven. She shudders several times. She did not know then that it was her first orgasm. He pulls her legs up and keeps them pressed on her belly. Now even her ass hole is exposed. His tongue goes down and he started licking her ass hole. She was not sure how clean it was and wondered whether it stank. However he seemed to enjoy every thing.


Then suddenly he moves up and removes his pants and underwear and lies down on the bed arms extending up.


“Come on lick my nipples” he said.


Malvika, now fully naked, climbs on him and started licking his nipples. His chest was smooth without any hair, but she could not get his nipples between her lips, so she licks over one. He pushed her face to the other nipple. His nipples became soaked with her saliva.





Then she felt his hand on her head. He was pushing her down. Her face reached his naval. She puts her tongue into it. Then further he pushed her head down. Now she knew what he wanted, but was not sure how to go about it. Her face is now on his pubic hair. His cock is pushing on her chin. He lifts it with his hand and gives it into her mouth. She opened her mouth and his cock enters it.


His cock smelled faintly of urine. He had not gone to the bathroom to wash it, she remembered. But she liked the smell. She remembered the girl in the movie and extended her tongue to lick at the lower part of his cock. Then she covers it with her mouth. His cock was long but not very big. It fitted into her mouth. He caught hold of her hair and began to move her head up and down.





Suddenly Meena kumari entered the room with the cigarettes.


“You love birds are very fast.” Now you enjoy your smoke, while I will teach her some tricks.


Malvika had sat down hiding her face from her teacher.


Meena kumari asks Vicky to lift his legs. Now his balls and ass hole is exposed. Meena kumari pushes Malvika’s face on his balls.


“Lick them. Make them wet with your saliva.


Malvika lick his balls. One and then the other.


“Try to take one into your mouth”


Malvika take his big one on the right into her mouth and pulls it tightly. Then she releases it. She found it funny that both are not equal in size. One was bigger.But she could not take the smaller and pull it like the other.





“Now lick below them.,that is the place men are more sensitive”


Meena kumari lifts Vicky’s both balls up and makes place of Malvika to lick there. Malvika licks while knowing that his ass hole is just an inch below.


“Lick with force, from down up.”


Malvika obeys.


“Now you can go little more down”


Malvika knew what she meant, Meena kumari wants her to lick his ass hole. Vicky gives a loud laugh.


When her lips reached his ass hole she could clearly smell it. In any other time she would have been horrified. But strangely, she did not feel it disgusting and she remembered that he too licked her there.


So what the hell, she started licking.


“Wow, that is great, Vicky said.
“She is a fast learner.” said Meena kumari.
“Hey, miss, give me some milk, please.” Vicky asked Meena kumari.
“But you have to pay extra for that”
Sure.


Meena kumari removed her top and lifted one side of her bra.She climbed on the bed and gives one of her nipples in his mouth. Vicky, throws down the cigarette and started sucking her breast, while Malvika was licking his asshole.


“Malvika, you can come up a little and attend to his cock for some time, and then go back” Meena kumari gave instructions to Malvika.





“Hey don’t bite off my nipple buddy”. It seems due to his excitement Vicky was little hard on her breast. He began to slurp on her breast giving loud noise.


“Don’ you want to fuck her”? Meena kumari asked.


Sure. I want, other wise I will come all over my belly.”


Malvika get up, now lie down, let do what he wants.


Malvika was now really nervours. She never expected the things will reach to real fucking. Till now she is a virgin. She lies down closing her eyes. She felt Vicky climbing on her. He pushed her legs apart. She could feel his cock on her belly.


“Wait, let me get some jelly, I dont want her to feel any pain” Meena kumari gets the jelly and applied it on his cock. Malvika felt his hot cock touching and rubbing on her clit for some time and then it moved slowly down, and then it reached the mouth of her pussy, it started entering into her. Her belly and thy muscles became tight.


“Relax, dont worry, you are going to enjoy it. Meena kumari said stroking her nipples.
“Push it slowly”


He pushed and suddenly it was inside her. She felt sudden pain inside, but he had started pumping in and out. She wanted to push him away, but he had put his arm around her and started pumping in and out. One of her nipple was inside his mouth. He was sucking it and the other was being pinched by Meena kumari. She was in heaven. She hugged him tightly and began to shudder unable to control herself. Meena kumari laughed aloud.





Hey look, she came. Wasnt it great, Malvika?”

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Vicky was in full speed. He began to moan and then Malvika felt something warm spreading inside her. He shuddered several times. Suddenly he became heavy on her and he fell on one side, totally exhausted. She felt something oozing out of her pussy. He has come into her. She realized it with shock.





“Dont worry, you r not going to have any baby. Pragathi maam will give a tablet to take care of that.


Meena kumari seems to enjoy seeing both the teens after having a terrible sex.


Vicky, do you want me to suck you clean? But that again will cost you.


Be my guest. Please.


Meena kumari bends down and took his now soft cock into her mouth and began to suck. After licking the wet cock dry, she smacks her lips and said, “Vicky, your cum always tastes good. And Malvika, your pussy smells and tastes really good. I could get both your taste on his cock.





That was the first experience of Malvika. She continue to visit Pragathi’s flat for several months. For more than two months, Vicky was her partner, they were almost falling in love. But one day, madam introduced her to another boy. He was much older than Vicky.


When Meena kumari madam told her one day that Pragathi madam has asked her to go to her flat, Malvika expected Vicky. Pragathi never allowed them to have personal communication.”Whenever you want to fuck, you can come to my flat, it is safe” She wont mention that it was actually Vicky’s money that was important for her. But Malvika says, Pragathi never forced her, she was very loving. Real seduction.


Meena kumari couldn’t join her that day, so Malvika hired a taxi and reached Pragathi’s place. Though Malvika refused to accept any money in the beginning,Pragathi would insist her to keep some, In thousands. But Malvika was scared that her parents would come across this money. She didn’t know how much Pragathi collected from Vicky. Then Malvika wanted to buy the new generation mobile, as many girls in her class used them. She came to know that it costed more than 15 grants. She has casually mentioned this to Meena kumari miss,who told Pragathi. Pragathi immediately assured her she will give her this money in a week. Malvika was a little nervous whether Vicky would know that she was taking money for their relationship.





When she reached Pragathi’s place she was received as usual by the smiling Pragathi. Malvika baby, come in. Malvika looked around for Vicky. No one was there. Pragathi said,”No, Vicky is not coming, today I would introduce you to a new friend, if you don’t mind.”


Malvika was hesitant. she wanted just to explore sex and she was happy with Vicky. She never thought of becoming a call girl type having relation with many. As if reading her mind, Pragathi said, “Don’t be a fool Malvika, Do you think Vicky is in love with you. Every time he pays me for fucking you. For him you are just a sex object. Men are like that. He is very rich and he will be having girl friends of his class”


That was heart breaking for Malvika.


“Don’t worry, that is why I always tell you to take money.” You want 15000, I can get another boy who is ready for this. And if you don’t feel bad, he is Vicky’s friend and it was Vicky who told this boy about you.I got his phone call today asking for you. I have asked him to come. I am sure he doesn’t know you. If you like, as I always tell you, if you like- then only you can go with him.But remember, today, Meena kumari is also not there and I have to send him back if you refuse, that will be bad for my credibility. So try your best.”





Malvika was almost in tears. Though she knew Vicky was not in love with her and she can never have such a rich guy as her life partner, she had grown fond of him and she believed Vicky really liked her. It was shocking that he was just using her up. Now he has even recommended her to someone else.


“He will be here anytime”


And then the bell rang. Pragathi opened the door and a dark heavy boy of about 20 entered.
“Hi, Riaz, come in.
This is Malvika.
Oh hi Malvika.”
Malvika was very nervous. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t like the fat face of the boy. He has a sly smile on his face, as if he knew her as a slut.


“Come on sit down.” and Malvika come here” Pragathi asked her to sit near her opposite of Riaz.
“So, do you like her?”
“Sure. Why not? Vicky say she is best”.
Malvika cringed when she heard this remark.
Then Pragathi said her usual words. “Why don’t you go and sit beside him and get warmed up when I get some drink for him”
She always liked to see the young couples necking and kissing, giving them instructions etc.


Malvika hesitantly got up and slowly walked across and sat near him.
He immediately put his arm around her. With his other hand he covered her left breast.


“mmm not so fast Riaz, first give her some kisses. I would say, the first thing the lovers do is to like the smell of each others’ breath”


Riaz turned her face towards him holding her cheeks with one hand and pressed his thick lips on hers. She was reluctant to opened her mouth though she knew Pragathi would tell her to. But he grunted with his harsh voice “Open your lips.”


His breath had a strong smell of onions and garlic. He must have had some spicy Chinese food few minutes back. She felt miserable but she opened her lips. He forced his tongue into her mouth. He was exploring every corner, it reached even her throat. His saliva was flowing into her mouth.


Pragathi laughed aloud “Hey you are very hot, don’t eat her up, slow down man” and walked into the kitchen.


Riaz, showed his hand below her skirt and reached towards her panties. “Vicky says you give the best blowjob” “I cant wait”. She had to turn her face when he talked to her to avoid the stink of his mouth. She didn’t say anything. Yes I am the best slut, she thought. Pragathi came with some soft drink.


“Don’t you have any beer here?” Riaz asked.
“I thought you don’t drink.” I can get right now. She goes back brought a bottle of beer and mug.
“What about her”
“No, she doesn’t drink. None of my girls drink.”


He poured the drink and had a sip. Then he turned his attention to her caressing her breasts over her shirt.





“Have you brought the money?”
“Oh sorry. here it is” He took a bundle of 500 rupee notes and offered to Pragathi.
“Give it to her, she is the one who is going to make you happy.”
He gave the money to her.
“No, No, You put it inside her bra”, Malvika, open the buttons for him”
Riaz watched with his sly smile while she slowly unbuttoned her shirt.


He thrust the notes into her bra, pressing her soft boobs.”Now you can give it to me while he enjoys your body.”
Malvika took the bundle and gave it to her. While sitting back, Riaz caught her by her waist and put her on his lap.





He began to suck her tongue hardly.Now his breath smelled of beer too. His hands removed one of her breast from inside the bra and began to kneed on it. Then he bent his head and began to suck her breasts. His thick lips almost enclosed her small breasts. He pulled her nipples with a tight grip of his lips till she cried out with pain. He chuckled.


“Come on guys, use the bed”

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They got up and reached the bed room. As soon as they entered, he stood near the bed and asked her to kneel down before him. She knew what he wanted. She wanted to tell him to wash before, but seeing his mood, she dint dare to.
The moment her face was near his fly, he opened it and took out his huge black cock and pushed it towards her face.
“Suck it, suck it” He was talking like a porn character.


She saw his cock was different that Vicky’s. It had no foreskin. It had the same dark color all over. The head was very thick. Surprisingly it did not stink. Vicky’s always had a faint smell of urine, though she liked it.


She opened her mouth, extended her tongue and began to lick the lower part of the head of his cock, as she had seen in many porn movies Pragathi showed her to teach her.She held it in her hand and started licking his balls and slowly brought her tongue to the tip. She saw a huge drop of pre-cum oozing out from his pee hole. After some hesitation she licked it up. She knew it doesn’t have any taste. Now she took his cock inside her mouth and started moving her head while tickling the head with her tongue. His cock felt very rough. Like the hand of a farmer. Vicky’s was soft ever when in complete erection.





He held her head and began to fuck her face. But when his cock touched her throat, she gagged and jerked her head back. Her eyes filled with tears due to gagging. Again he caught her head and began to fuck her face. She allowed him, she had no other choice. luckily, Pragathi entered the room with the beer mug and said, “Hey,be soft on her. She is just 18, treat her with care.”


“OK OK sorry.


He removed his cock from her mouth and walked towards the bed. Malvika got up. Pragathi gave the beer mug in her hand. “Keep it on the side table. Let him sip it slowly when you give him your nice blow.” And you know, she likes to give rim job too”


That shocked Malvika, Only Meena kumari knew that she did it to Vicky. In fact it was Meena kumari who tricked her into doing it. And Vicky had done the same to her in the beginning. There was no need for madam to mention it.
“I know, Vicky has told me” Riaz said with a sly laugh.


Another dagger into her heart!!!


By this time Riaz had already removed his clothes and was lying naked with legs wide spread.
“Hey, you have a nice gym body.” Pragathi said looking at his bulging biceps and chest muscles.
“Thanks.”
“Malvika, what you are waiting for? Remove your clothes and start giving him the pleasure worth for his money.
Malvika knew she had said it purposely to remind her that ultimately she was only a slut.





She slowly removed her clothes and climbed on the bed and sat between his legs. He was leaning on double pillows grinning, waiting for her to start.


She closed her eyes. She didn’t want them to see her tears. She started licking his balls and cock, taking it fully into her mouth. His cock became wet with her saliva.


Pragathi had gone out. Riaz lifted his legs and opened the cheeks of his ass.
“Lick there.” Let me feel your tongue there” “Vicky says you take him to heaven”


(Vicky again, Malvika thought with bitterness).


Her face was close to his asshole. The smell was too strong. But now there is no going back. She began to lick. He spread it apart so that she can see his pink asshole. It was soft, not like his rough cock. She pushed her tongue into and that made him cry out. “Wow that is great, do it again. You are really great.” Lick my asshole, Put your tongue inside, eat it out baby”


It went on and on until he finished his beer and one cigarette. Her tongue was sore. Vicky never made her do so long. He was more eager to fuck her before he came.


Then Riaz, asked her to lie down. He went straight to her breasts, sucking and biting it until they became red and sore and fully wet with his saliva.





One of his fingers had entered her pussy for her discomfort. She tried to remove his hand but he was very firm.He pinched her clit which made her cry out. Men think that being rough on the pussies they excite women.


Then he climbed on her and asked her to spread her legs wide. He began to insert his thick cock slowly. It was painful even though she was very wet. There was no jelly. The cock was rough. Now she understood. It was because he had no foreskin that it became rough.Once it entered fully he began to pump slowly. His body was tight and heavy. His chest muscles were bigger than than her breasts and they crushed her breasts. His tongue was inside hers. He had a habit of spitting the saliva into her mouth and as she was on her back with his tongue inside her mouth she had no option other than swallowing it. Now he began to pump faster. His hands were on her breasts kneading his roughly as he began to get more and more excited. He took out his hands from the breasts and held her ass with them. His entire cock was going in and out while he held her by her ass tightly. Then he came with a grunt. His breath filled her mouth and his cum filled her pussy. It was very warm and he ejaculated in several shots.





Then suddenly he pulled it out and climbed on her and thrust it on her face. She could feel his warm cum oozing out from her pussy. And she could smell her own pussy juices and his cum on his cock.


“Take it into you mouth, suck it, I have more cum for you baby”


The moment her lips encircled his fully wet slime cock, it shot another load into her mouth.It straight struck at her throat making her to swallow. He laughed with leering satisfaction when he saw her swallowing his cum. He made her lick it clean while he sat on her breast suffocating her.


Malvika could never forget this experience. Even though she could buy the desired cell phone,the money Pragathi gave her was less than half of the bundle Riaz had put inside her bra.


She felt ashamed of herself. She started avoiding Miss Meena kumari and Pragathi, telling them she was having her periods when they call her. But she had to cooperate with them again for few months. Pragathi now wanted her to go with older men. She was very clever, enticing the young girl with a handsome young boy in the beginning. She always said, “do it only if you like the boy” “This is for our pleasure and we make them pay for it”. But slowly she made her agree to accept any man.





“All men are the same”, she says, “all they want is to use our body. And once we start doing it, we would get excited by any man – whether they are young or old doesn’t matter”.


Malvika was now very much worried. She knew she has been already drawn into the racket. But she could not really blame Pragathi. Pragathi never compelled her to do anything. She worked slowly and sweetly.


Now her boobs have becoming bigger. But still she was very lean and looked very small. No one would imagine she was having sex, that too with two boys.





Vicky and Riaz had her several times again. Malvika knew the two friends always shared everything. They wanted to have her together but somehow it couldn’t materialize. Malvika thought she would never agree to have such an orgy, but she knew, Madam Pragathi would persuade her anyway.

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One day her teacher Meena kumari met her outside her college and told her Pragathi wanted to meet her urgently. Malvika told her class teacher that her tummy is aching and left the college and reached Pragathi’s place. She was expecting either Vicky or Riaz or may be both as they planned.


But to her surprise, she saw an elderly man sitting on the sofa of Pragathi, smoking when she entered the flat.


“Come Malvika, Meet uncle Raj”. “He wanted to meet you”, said Pragathi.





No warning, no request, just like that ! Pragathi never did this way. She used to hide Malvika inside the bedroom and asked her to peep at the boy to confirm she does not know him and also whether she liked him. Then only she would arrange her to have sex with the boy. She made her feel that it was for her enjoyment these things are done. But now what is she up to?


“Hello,” Malvika nodded. ‘Uncle’ Raj was bald and whatever hair left on his head was grey and he was fat. He was dark with round face and thick lips. He had a thick gold chain around his neck and many golden rings on his fingers. He was sipping some drink and watching Malvika.


‘Meena kumari brought her here.’ Pragathi told Raj.
“You know Malvika, Meena kumari miss had her first time with Raj uncle.”
(Oh so it was he who taught meena kumari all those dirty things and indirectly me too.)





“Ah, Meena kumari, She was bigger than this girl but very cooperative. I haven’t seen her for many months. I wanted to meet her, that is why I came here.”


“You don’t come here now a days. Must have got some other places for young girls”.


“Hey, nothing like that. And where will one get such beautiful young girls other than here”


“Meena kumari is having her periods, so she sent Malvika, who is her student”


Malvika went inside to the bath room. She was feeling very nervous. She looked at the mirror. I have become a cheap prostitute, she thought. Her eyes became moist. She wanted to cry. But what is the use? She has fallen deep into the ditch. She washed her face, pissed and washed her pussy.


When she came out Pragathi was outside. She pulled Malvika to the kitchen and said, “Hey look, he is very rich, he will spend any amount on you if he likes you.”


“But aunty, I don’t like. I don’t want to do it with him.”
“Hey, you had those two boys without any objection, now what is the problem?
“He is so old, I am scared, and I don’t like”
“Don’t worry, he is very nice. Ask Meena kumari. Meena kumari would die for him even now.”
“But ma’am”
“Don’t be fool, just go and sit beside him and make him hot as you do with those boys. Just go.”





Malvika could trace a shade of anger in her tone and she was now really scared.


Pragathi took her to the sofa holding her hand and made her sit on the lap of Raj.


“Make uncle happy baby” ” Pragathi told her.


Hey Raj, isn’t she cute?, and as I had promised you, this time I got you really young one” “Don’t you think she is like a tender chick?”


“Mmm, good enough. He was holding her shoulder and slowly brushing his hands on her breasts over the uniform. His white shirt was wet with his sweat. She got the strong smell of his sweat mixed with the smell of alcohol.
“In which class you study?”
“Twelveth” she said softly.
‘Oh, but you look much younger’ His eyes were wide with appreciation.


Pragathi took a sip from his glass and said.”She is a good kisser”
“Is it?, Show me”





He turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers. His tongue probed her lips. She opened them and his thick tongue entered her mouth. His breath had the strong smell of alcohol.


“Give me your tongue baby”
She pushed her pink tongue out and he began to literally suck on it making loud noise.”


“Open your uniform Malvika, do you want to be told it every time?” Pragathi said.


Malvika obediently opened the buttons of her shirt. Raj put his hand into her bra and began to press her small boobs. They were small and very soft. “Nice,” he said. He pushed her bra cups up and pressed his face on them. He began to brush his face on them. She felt his hard bristles on her tender skin. He would suck one nipple and then the other. Both his hands were on her both breasts. It seems he was very much fascinated with her small but beautiful breasts.


She could feel his cock getting big and pushing on her ass as she sat on his lap.





Now with one hand he began to stroke her thighs , occasionally touching her panties. Then suddenly he pushed his hand into her panties and began to stroke her clitoris. She gasped. He laughed on her face. She got the stink of his breath. He opened his mouth and extended his tongue. She understood that he wanted her to suck on it. She reluctantly took his tongue and began to suck while his fingers were pulling and pinching her clitoris down. His other hand was on her left breast.


“She is hot isn’t it?” asked Pragathi who was watching all these with excitement.
“Mm mm” He could only make that much sound as his tongue was inside Malvika’s mouth.


“Wait till she goes down on you, everywhere”
“Everywhere?”
“Yes, specially trained by your girl Meena kumari.”Eating butterscotch”
“Ha Ha”


Malvika was red with embarrassment. She knew she would have to lick him at every nasty place. Oh God, what has happened to me? I have become a real prostitute.


Then “Uncle” Raj got up. He had difficulty in getting up as he was heavy with a large belly. He put one arm around Malvika and guided her to the bed room. Pragathi followed them carrying his half finished drink. He was fondling her left breast while walking towards the bed room. As soon as they reached the bed room he strait went to the bath room. He left the door open and she could see him pissing into the toilet. He jerked when he finished and put it back into his pants without wiping or washing it. “Gosh” Malvika thought, “I have to…..”





Pragathi madam kept the glass of drink on the side table and said,”make him happy, I don’t want any complaints from him. He is a big man, not only rich but powerful.”


Malvika nodded her head and sat on the bed expecting to be butchered.


Pragathi went out closing the door.


Raj came out making some noise by the mouth as if he is trying to remove something from between his teeth. He began to undress.


“Remove your dress” He said. Malvika got up and removed her uniform and climbed on the bed. She sat cross legged looking down on her shivering palms.





Raj was now lying down. He took her hand and made her hold his now erect cock and pulled her towards him.

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She could feel the wetness on the tip of his cock and she knew it was the pre-cum mixed with urine drops. He was looking at her. He didn’t say anything but his look was enough for a command. She moved between his legs and slowly brought her face close to his cock. It had the distinct smell of pee.


He pushed her face on his cock and rubbed her nose all over his cock and balls.


“Like it?” he asked releasing her. Now she knew why he didn’t wash his cock after pissing. He wanted his girls to inhale the smell of his unwashed cock.


She nodded meekly. What else she could do?


“Now suck it”


He drew the foreskin down and made it ready for her to lick.


She licked at the lower part of its head. “That is the junction of nerves” Pragathi had instructed. “a girl can make a man cum just by licking there, not even taking fully inside the mouth”


She pulled her tongue out and started giving long sweeping licks from his balls till the tip.


“Mm mm that is good” he grunted. He reached his balls with his hand and lifted it. She understood what he wanted and began to lick below his balls. Then she brought her tongue once again up and took one of his balls inside her mouth and pulled it with her tight lips.


“Good”





Once again she reached the tip of his cock. This time she took it inside her mouth and began to move her head while tickling its tip with her tongue.


“Ha, sure this is taught by Meena kumari” He said reaching for the drink. He was leaning on the headboard of the bed looking amused at the little girl working on his cock. She went on an on for few minutes. Then she heard him keeping the glass of his drink on the table and then he slid down lying on his back. He extended his arms behind his head. ‘Come here’ he said, ‘lick my nipples’





Malvika climbed on his fat belly and began to lick on his small nipples. It was hairy, she could feel the roughness of his hair on her lips. Even then she tried to suck them. His nipples became wet with her saliva. He was making some hissing sound enjoying the pleasure.


Then he guided her head towards his armpits. The strong smell of sweat hit on her nostrils. He had shaved his armpits few days back and so the hair was very short. She extended her tongue began to lick trying not to inhale. Then he pushed her head to the other, and it went on for some time. Then he took her face in both hands and kissed her probing her mouth with his tongue.


Then once again her head was pushed down to his cock. She sucked on his cock with loud noise as it was fully wet with her saliva and his precum.


Then i the obvious thing happened. He lifted his legs.


Now she has free access to his ass hole. She knew there is no need to act ignorant. He knew she would do it. And so she opened her mouth wide, pushed out her tongue out and began to give long hard strokes at the crack of his ass. He pulled the cheeks wide with both hands and made more room for her. He had not washed the place for some hours and so a mixed smell of sweat, urine and shit emanated from the rough hair around his asshole. The hair was rough on her tongue, but she continued to lick, trying not to breathe. She came up and licked below his balls whenever she wanted to breathe.


“Good girl, do it hard. push your tongue into it” He was very excited. She obeyed him pushing her tongue into his hole. After a few jabs she swept her tongue towards his cock rolling down her spit to wash out the repugnant taste. She reached the tip which was fully wet with his pre-cum and she licked it up. This is OK, at least it was tasteless.


Now he was ready to fuck her. The very thought of fucking such a young girl excited him greatly. She was almost suffocated when he climbed on her and pressed his large belly on her tummy. But his cock was long and huge. And he had pulled her legs up making easy access. His cock slowly slid into her and she gasped. He lifted her up by her ass and began to fuck with hard strokes. His mouth was on her boobs sometimes, almost taking the whole of each of them into his mouth, making his teeth marks on her buttery white boobs, sometimes his whiskey smelling tongue was inside her mouth. His saliva flowed into her mouth and she had to swallow it.





Then he came with a loud grunt. He came in gushes and she felt his cum filling her pussy and then oozing out. He fell on his back and pushed her head towards his cock. She knew what he wanted and began to lick his cock clean. She remembered Miss Meena kumari doing it on Vicky.


When she finished and got up, he smiled at her with full satisfaction.


She ran to the bath room to clean up her pussy and gargle her mouth with the mouth wash.





He held her at her shoulder when they came out.
‘How was she?’ asked Pragathi, who was sitting on the sofa waiting.
‘Excellent’. ‘Great training’
‘You gave her the butterscotch?’ Pragathi asked and laughed.
‘Oh, sure, she is very good at it. Meena kumari has given her a good training.’
‘I will come next week. Ask Meena kumari too join.
‘Sure, Meena kumari will be very happy.’ Pragathi replied.


When Raj went out, Pragathi asked Malvika to come next day. ‘Tomorrow is Saturday and you have only classes till 12. Come straight here. I will give you a surprise. Malvika could not refuse.


When she reached the flat the next day she saw both Vicky and Riaz sitting there waiting for her. So that was the surprised. These villains finally got what they wanted. To have her together! But she did not want to agree. If they want, let them do it one after another.


But Pragathi said, ‘look Malvika, they both have fucked you and you know that both of them know about it. You were naked before each of them.
You have sucked and licked them wherever they asked you to. . So what is the big deal” Both the boys laughed loudly.


God, did she need to be so unkind and insulting? Malvika thought.


‘More over it is really a pleasure for us women to have two men at the same time. Just see how exciting it will be’ Pragathi said with a chuckle. Then she took her into the bedroom followed by the boys.


‘Hey boys, be soft, she is tender, don’t scare her’. She told the boys while going out.


As soon as the door was closed, Riaz, who is very bold and rough, caught her head and began to kiss her. Vicky unbuttoned her shirt and began to press on her boobs. When Riaz released her, he started kissing him. Malvika always liked his kiss. His breath was very exciting. And he was soft.


Riaz has already removed her skirt. He pulled her panties down. When Vicky saw her pussy, he kneeled down before her and began to kiss and lick. Riaz was holding her and sucking on her boobs.


Pragathi maam was right, this is exciting, Malvika thought.


The boys removed their clothes and all the three climbed on the bed. Malvika was between them . Both started sucking her boobs, one on the left and the other on the right. Both had different style, but Malvika enjoyed both.


Vicky moved down to suck her pussy, while Riaz sat near her head and guided her mouth towards his cock. His cock was clean and without any smell as it did not have any foreskin. But Malvika loved the faint piss smell of Vicky’s cock. Now she began to suck Riaz making noise with her wet tongue.





Vicky had lifted her leg up and was now licking her asshole.
‘Make it really wet, buddy, I am going to have it today.’
Malvika did not get what he meant. Then she felt Vicky’s finger entering her asshole. She began to move and tried to remove his hand, but he was firm.
‘Just lie down quietly and enjoy.’ he said.
Now his finger was fully inside, It was slightly paining.
‘Take it out, it’s paining’ She said.


‘OK, don’t worry, There is a way’. Vicky went to the cupboard and brought the K Jelly. He applied it on his fingers and pushed some into her hole. Now when he pushed his finger, it went smoothly inside. She was slowing enjoying the sensation. She always liked when he licked her asshole. This is also good enough. Slowly he pushed two of his fingers inside, they too glided inside without any problem.


‘Now keep your leg like that, let me try with my cock.’


‘Oh No’ she cried and tried to get up. But Riaz held her.


Vicky slowly inserted the tip of his cock into the outer part of her asshole. Her sphincter muscle at he asshole was tight hold his entry. He lifter her asscheeks with both hands and pushed. Then suddenly it entered inside.


‘Take it out, Chee , Chee, You people are so bad’


‘But by now Vicky was working his cock, it was going in and out and surprisingly, Malvika was getting excited. Riaz was pinching her boobs, she started sucking his cock.


Then Vicky took it out and pushed inside her pussy. He climbed on her and pulled her towards his side.


‘Now your chance, Riaz’





Riaz happily lay down on the other side, and pushed his cock in between her ass cheeks. Vicky opened them for him with one hand. With the other hand he had held Malvika tightly, not allowing her to move. Riaz’s cock had a thick head, so it was not going inside easily. But with one hard push and a loud cry of Malvika it went all the way inside.


‘Wow that is great. Cried Riaz. Hey I can feel your cock on my cock, man’


Vicky’s cock was inside her pussy. Now both the cocks were separated only by a thin membrane. They could feel each other’s cock when they moved.


Riaz began to fuck her ass with hard strokes. Vicky was moving slowly. Malvika had closed her eyes; she was kissing Vicky enjoying the taste of his mouth.





It went on for some time; finally the boys came in large volume. They were so excited about this sandwich that they forgot to get their customary asslick from her.


Pragathi had a great laugh when the boys told about their episode to Malvika’s utter embarrassment. Now, she thought, Pragathi maam will tell all about this. Now she has a very young girl who sucks, swallows, licks ass holes and even takes it in her ass.





Malvika wanted to escape from this world before it is too late.


Luckily her father got transferred to another city and they had to leave in a month. That saved her.


She was very particular not to get over friendly with elderly women any more.







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Anushka sat in the study on Sunday afternoon, staring at her computer monitor. She sighed. It wasn't easy selecting floor tile for the bathrooms. She worked her way through period-relevant tile from salvaged projects. They had to save money at every step for their Mansion restoration.





As she scrolled through the geometric patterns, Anushka's mind wandered to the deluge of sperm Krishan had sprayed on her. She'd once heard a vulgar comic say that every man's dream was to cover women in sperm. They want to drown them in cum, he'd said. Anushka thought the comic was just as horribly crass now as she did when she'd first heard him, but she might now understand the impulse better. It really had pleased Krishan to paint her with his seed like he did. And it had moved something in her as well. She, maybe, sort of liked it. That was a strange thing to admit to herself.


Anushka blinked and adjusted her reading glasses. The online tile store was gone from her monitor, replaced by a sex shop. Somehow, while she'd been daydreaming, she'd gone to a site she'd never seen before. How in the world had that happened? She was now staring at what the store promised were huge, pussy-changing dildos. Anushka put her left hand to her mouth and moved the curser to the exit box. But instead of leaving, she scrolled down the page. She decided to have a little look out of curiosity.





Five minutes later, she'd somehow purchased a jet-black, eleven-inch phallus with expedited shipping. Anushka quickly closed the page and went back to her bathroom tile browsing. All the rest of the day, she felt a definite wetness between her legs. Pussy-changing was such a deplorably crude and sensationalized description. But as her mind continued to wander, Anushka couldn't help but wonder how true it might be. Maybe she'd have the courage to find out when the new toy arrived. Of course, whatever she did with the thing, she'd be sure to include her husband.


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The stairs creaked as Krishan made his way up to the east tower room. "Shriya? You up here?" He pushed the door to the tower and it squealed its way open. He thought he better add oiling door hinges to his parent's punch list. "Shriya?" Most of the windows in the tower were open and a cool breeze blew through the circular space.


"I'm out here," Shriya called over her shoulder from outside the northernmost window.


Krishan walked to the window and looked out. His twin sister sat cross-legged on the fish scale shingle roof that hung about three feet out from the tower and ran three-quarters of the way around. Her hair tossed and turned in the wind.





"What are you doing out there?" Suddenly dizzy, Krishan leaned back into the room and stepped away from the window. He could no longer see Shriya, but she wasn't that far away.


"I like to come here and think." Shriya didn't bother looking back, she knew her brother was afraid of heights. "It's so beautiful. I was just thinking about the sermon today."


"Oh?" Krishan tensed as movement caught his eye to the east. He relaxed when he saw Nayanthara gingerly climb in through a window to his right. Nayanthara cradled her belly as she stretched her legs over the windowsill. Her long, flowing dress was without a bustle. It's was quite striking with hues of blue and green. She smiled when she made eye contact with Krishan and walked over to him, careful to keep out of view of Shriya's window.


No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and He will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation He will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.





Krishan watched as Nayanthara approached, her bone-white finger placed on her pink lips.


With her left hand, Nayanthara reached into his shorts and found his penis already hard. She nodded her head approvingly, her hair blowing, ever so slightly, in the breeze.


"What about it, Shriya?" Krishan trembled at that frigid touch.


Nayanthara leaned forward and pressed her lips on Krishan's ear. "You did well with your mother. What a lovely achromatic painting you gave that pretty woman. Well done, indeed." She giggled softly. "Now we continue."





"Now?" Krishan whispered back. But he offered no resistance as she lowered his shorts and boxers.


"I was just wondering if that's true." Shriya breathed in the fresh air and watched the puffy white clouds blow slowly past. "I mean, if there really is a God, do you think He always gives us an out from our temptations? And if He does, why give us temptations in the first place?"

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"Well ..." Krishan tried hard to keep his concentration as Nayanthara sunk to her knees with a let's-be-naughty smirk on her freckled face. "Maybe it means that we can enjoy temptation and God will step in only if it gets out of hand." Krishan sighed as Nayanthara took him into her ice mouth. The cold heightened his pleasure. He looked down at the twin diamonds on her finger and wondered why she still wore the ring if she had so completely turned on her marriage vows. Then he thought of Vijay's anger out in the hallway. But even that remembered fear couldn't spoil the high he got whenever Nayanthara paid him that special kind of attention.





"I don't know, Krish. That sounds like wishful thinking." Shriya looked over her shoulder but couldn't see her brother through the window. He was such a sissy about heights. "You haven't been doing drugs or anything, have you?" Shriya didn't think he had. She usually had a sixth sense when something was wrong with her brother. Although, lately, he'd been sort of a blank slate.


"No ... uuummmmm ... nothing like that." Krishan's legs trembled as Nayanthara circled his purple head with her frigid tongue. "Uuuhhhh ... tell me more." Krishan's eyes widened as Nayanthara grabbed his oversized balls, one in each palm, and took his monster dick down her throat with one fluid motion. He didn't think it would be possible to take so much cock so easily, but then again, she wasn't exactly human.





"You sound strange." Shriya sighed, she didn't want to go back inside just yet, but it sounded like her brother needed her. "Do you need me to come in?"


"I'm ... fine." Krishan fought the impulse to put his hands on her head. She might not like that. Despite the incredibly long strokes she took down her throat, there was almost no noise. "Stay ... outside. Why are you thinking ... uh ... about temptation? Are you ... getting serious with ... Tharun?"


"Not really." Shriya looked down at the overgrown yard far below and spotted an abandoned rose bush that was still sending out the most beautiful red flowers. She thought she'd have to go down there and pick some sometime. "The sermon just spoke to me, I guess. How about you, Krish? Any girlfriends I should know about?"


"Noooo." Krishan grit his teeth. His whole body trembled. He tried to stifle his groans as he let loose inside Nayanthara's pretty mouth. He could see her jaw and neck work as she gulped shot after shot of cum down into her stomach.





"Well, that's too bad, Krish. You're a nice boy and you'll make some girl really happy." Shriya could hear her brother groaning a little and assumed it was her spot high above the ground that upset him so. "I'll come in."


Nayanthara pulled her mouth off his rod and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She winked at him and faded away like dust on the breeze.


Krishan's whole body buzzed from the blowjob and he almost missed the telltale sounds of his sister scooting along the shingles outside. She was coming back in. Krishan hastily pulled his shorts over his still hard dick and pulled his t-shirt over the head as it stuck up past his belly button. He turned and waddled for the stairs.


"Hey, where are you going?" Shriya stuck her head inside the window and watched her skinny brother retreat. Why was he walking like that?


"I have to use the bathroom," Krishan said over his shoulder. He got to the stairs and descended. "Bye."


"Okay, bye." Shriya thought about why he was waddling to the bathroom and guessed he had one of those big boners she'd seen him get recently. "Ew, gross." He was going to the bathroom to take care of it. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. Teenage boys were so nasty.


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"Don't I look pretty, Ganesh?" Anushka twirled in her powder blue chemise and corset. It was late on a weekday night, the kids were sleeping, and the parents had been hard at work on the house all day. Time for some fun.





"You always look pretty, Anu." Ganesh tried not to frown. "What about some different lingerie tonight? It's been a while since you wore that red, lacey set I got you for Valentine's Day."


"Oh, come on." Anushka stuck her hip to the side and placed her hand on it, striking a pose. "You know you like it." She laughed and walked to the closet. She always felt so giddy when wearing the Victorian underwear. "Plus, I've got a surprise for you." She opened the closet door and bent to retrieve something.


"Well, I like surprises." Ganesh watched her from his reclined position on the bed. He did like how the corset accentuated Anushka's boobs and the flare of her hips. He just wanted to see a little more skin. Nonetheless, his dick stiffened in his boxers as he watched her round bottom.


"Here we are." Anushka straightened and turned toward Ganesh.


"What ...?" Ganesh's eyes went wide. Whatever he was expecting from his straitlaced wife, it wasn't this. In both hands, she held before her the most enormous dick Ganesh had ever seen, certainly, almost a foot long and very thick. It was as black as pitch and evil looking. "What is that?"


"I thought we could spice things up a bit." Anushka's face opened in a broad smile. She held the phallus out in front of her, one hand circled around the veiny shaft, the other holding the round balls. "You wanna see me try and fit this thing in my little vagina?" She raised an eyebrow and cocked her hip at him again.


"Uh ... Anushka ... this is very ..." Ganesh mumbled. His dick softened as he saw her wedding ring pressed into that veiny monstrosity. "Why?"


"I just thought we should we try it." Anushka bounded over to the bed, her breasts rocking up and down in the corset. "I don't have any panties on. You'll have to get me very wet,"


"Um ..." Ganesh couldn't take his eyes off the horrible thing. "I have a headache, Anu." He rolled onto his side away from his wife and pressed his head into the pillow. "No sex tonight."





"Really?" Anushka stopped by the bed and the smile dropped from her face. "I ... I wanted to share this with you, Ganesh."


"I've got a headache. Too much work on the house." Ganesh pulled the blankets up over him. "Could you get the light?"


"Okay." Anushka's shoulders slumped and she looked down at the thing in her hands. Frown lines creased her pretty face. Why had she bought this thing? And why would she think it would make Ganesh feel anything but anxiety over his own small penis? Was his penis small? Anushka hadn't thought so until recently. Anushka returned to the closet and put the dildo away. She then went over by the door and flipped the light switch. The room fell into darkness. "Goodnight, dear."


"Goodnight," Ganesh grumbled from the bed.

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Anushka padded over to their bathroom to change out of the corset and chemise. She resolved to be a better wife to Ganesh. She'd make it up to him. Make him feel like a man again. She vowed to put big penises out her mind completely. No more helping her son. And she'd throw that dildo away in the morning. But ... maybe ... She thought it over as she pulled off the lingerie. Maybe she'd just hold that dark phallus one more time. That wouldn't hurt anything. Just to feel the weight in her hands. And if Krishan really needed some help, she might just give it to him. A mother's responsibility is to care for her son, after all. And that was just as important as her wifely duties.





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Anushka made breakfast, fed her family, and sent the twins off to college. She then kissed her husband on the cheek and sent him off to the hardware store. She had the whole house to herself for a little while, a rarity. And to her great surprise, a few minutes later, she found herself sitting on the edge of her bed, rubbing the head of that giant dildo up against her wet vaginal lips.


One minute she was stripping to take a much-needed shower, the next she had the dildo in her hands. The thing was so substantial and manly. Her fingers trembled as she tried to push it in. "Ooohhhhhhh." She grunted and looked down between her hanging breasts as just the very tip stretched her out. The jet-black thing looked like a phallus made of night. It was almost like some ancient darkness spread her opening, trying to get in. She reminded herself it was just molded silicone as her moans filled the bedroom.





It was too much. "For you, Krish. I'd do anything." Where had those words come from? Suddenly she imagined her skinny son trying to shove his monster into her. It was even bigger than what she held in her hands. She knew such an act would destroy her marriage and her vagina, but the thought was irrepressible.


"Oh, Krish." She struggled to push more of the dildo into her, but only got another fraction of an inch in. She looked down at her poor vagina, it was spread around the head obscenely. Why did this feel so good? "Oh, no." A surge of pleasure flooded through her, and suddenly her vagina erupted.


"What's ... happening?" Anushka's whole body trembled and she dropped the dildo to the floor where it landed with a solid thud. "Oooohhhhhhhhh." A small geyser of clear liquid shot out of her vagina and sprayed upon the floor. And then another and another. Anushka tossed her head back onto the bed and shrieked out the most amazing orgasm of her life.





When she was done, she lay there for a while, her heart thumping and chest heaving with each breath. She finally stood and looked at the puddle on the floorboards. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before. "I must get rid of that thing." She eyed the dildo with contempt and thought of the sermon from that past Sunday. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.


Escape. God would give her the strength to throw away the dildo so that she might escape this new feeling. She didn't want the dildo to come between her and Ganesh. She resolved to take that enormous thing to the trash just as soon as she cleaned up her mess.


Once the floor was again spotless, and the sheets changed. Anushka somehow lost her resolve and she hid the dildo behind some books on one of the shelves in the library, one of which was First Love. As she neatly lined up the books in front of the monster, she thought that this was just as good as throwing it away. Out of sight, out of mind. She turned and went back upstairs to take that much needed shower.



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The Family assembled on the couch in the basement for watching movie to night. It was a family tradition to all get together on the third Thursday of the month for a screening. Although it wasn't the same since Karun moved out.


Krishan sat on one end of the couch, leaning on his mother's shoulder. Ganesh sat on the other side of Anushka, holding her right hand in his left. Shriya curled herself on the other end of the couch, in the corner with her knees pressed into her chest.


Most of the family kept their eyes on the screen, watching the latest sci-fi Movie. On screen, lasers flew and spaceships exploded. But Krishan's eyes kept wandering away from the TV and toward the fireplace. In the days since Nayanthara had led him down those hidden stairs, Krishan had tried to find the lever or latch that turned each fireplace but couldn't get any of them to open.


As his eyes looked around the shadowy mantle, he caught some movement to the left on the stairs to the main level. Nayanthara stood there in one of her long flowing dresses. She smiled and beckoned to Krishan with her finger. Krishan rose from the couch and walked toward the stairs.





"Where are you going, mister?" Anushka watched him leave.


"Bathroom." Krishan didn't look back.


"Well, don't be long." Anushka snuggled into her husband's warm side. "I think they're almost at the mothership."

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"Sure, Mom." Krishan mumbled and climbed the stairs. He couldn't see Nayanthara anymore, but once in the main hall, he heard the crackle of fire in the living room and saw an orange, rhomboid glow cast through the open door ahead. He walked down the hall, turned into the living room, and stopped. There was indeed a roaring fire in the fireplace. Nayanthara sat on the hearth, with her long dress tucked under her. Her eyes shone with the reflected blaze and with greeting.


"So nice to pull yourself away from that image-box for me." She stood and smoothed out her dress. Her pale arms seemed to glow in the warm, luminous room. "You continue to make me proud, Krish, and I so love giving you rewards."





A sudden thought occurred to Krishan as he took in  boobs, and hips under her flowing dress. "How come you don't have that thing on the back of your dress?"


"The bustle?" Nayanthara cocked her head. "It's not in style anymore, dearie."


"But I saw you wearing a dress like that before." Krishan furrowed his brow. One part of his mind told him it didn't matter what she wore. She was going to be naked soon anyway. But another part of his mind wanted to follow this rabbit down its hole.


"It was in style when I wore it." She smiled and nodded with encouragement at him. "I always keep up with the latest fashion."


"So ..." Krishan half-turned and closed the sliding door behind him. "I'm seeing a younger and older you at different times? One when the bustle was in fashion and one when it wasn't?"


Nayanthara smiled and winked at him.





"But ..." Krishan thought it through.  He lowered his pants and pulled off his micro-boxers. His dick stood proudly, casting a long shadow against the far wall.


Nayanthara slipped out of her dress and dropped it to the floor. Naked, she stepped back onto a luxurious bearskin rug in front of the hearth, cupping her swollen breasts and belly with her thin arms.


"Two different children, then?" Krishan didn't care about the rug or the animal heads adorning the walls. He didn't even notice all the new furniture stuffed into that room.


Nayanthara clapped her hands in delight. "Such a clever boy. Different children. Same belly. Different times. Different fathers."





"Vijay was the father of the first child. Right?" Krishan walked toward her, his dick swaying before him, the firelight dancing off his flesh. "Who was the second father?"


"The past is done and gone, Krish." Nayanthara opened her arms to him. "I have so much to teach you now. We must prepare you, dearie. You still know so little."


Krishan stepped onto the rug, the bear fur soft between his toes. He placed one hand on the fleshy curve of her butt and the other on the delicate arch of her back. He fell into her cold embrace and stretched up to plant his lips on hers. Her boobs and belly pushed wonderfully against him. His dick fit snuggly between her legs.


Nayanthara broke their kiss and looked down into his eyes. "Mate me, Krish." She dropped down to her knees. "A mare is meant for the gallop." She turned, dropped to all fours, and presented her round ass to him. "Ride me."


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Krishan wasted no time in entering her, and he didn't even need her help. He now knew where her opening was and he slid right in. He found a steady rhythm and watched in fascination as her butt rippled with each thrust.
"You have a tender heart." Nayanthara looked back at him over her flawless, white shoulder with languid, lust-filled eyes. "But that is not enough for a woman, young stallion. Control ..." She bit her bottom lip as his cock hit somewhere deep inside her. "Your first lesson is control. You must take a woman by the reins and drive her as you would a wild mare you mean to tame. This is the secret few of the fairer sex will tell. But mark my words, all desire it." She turned her head forward and stared into the fire. "Take my hair, Krish."


"Okay." Krishan had not thought himself the type to grab a woman by the hair, but he wasn't about to say no to her. He took a fistful of copper hair with his left hand and pulled her head back a little.


"Yes." Nayanthara arched her back, her round belly dropping closer to the rug below. "This is ... oooohhhhhh ... the most important lesson. Everything else you learn ... is nestled inside this one fact. A woman longs for surrender. Tame her and she is yours."





"Not ... uh ... uh ... uh ... all women." But even as he said this, Krishan tightened his grip on her hair and dug his fingertips into the cool flesh just south of her right hip.


"Yes, all women. I ... will ... show you, my sweet. You have ... paid ..." Nayanthara grunted as she bounced under his control. She no longer pushed back with each thrust, she couldn't. She just did her best to absorb the onslaught. It was perfect. "You paid, Krish, and now ... you will receive your bounty." Her fingers dug into the rug. "Tell me ... tell me what you wish to do."


"I'm gonna ... cum."

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"No." She shook her head, her hair still firmly in his grasp. "No, impose ... upon me, Krishan."


"Take ... my ... cum ... Nayan ... aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh." Krishan shot his load deep inside Nayanthara's frigid pussy. His hips fell out of rhythm but kept bucking.





Nayanthara gasped and took the heat deep in her. It felt so good to be filled to the brim with life. Eventually the boy behind her stilled and released her hair. "We still have work to do, but that was fine. Mighty fine." She moved forward and dislodged him. "You've filled my crinkum crankum, and that's always a good thing, dearie." She turned onto her side and looked up at him. "Now get dressed and get yourself back to your family."


"Um ... okay." Krishan nodded. He stood and went to fetch his clothes.


"You're a good boy, Krish." Nayanthara luxuriated in the post-coital feelings that swept through her. She watched the skinny boy shrug into his clothing. "Soon, you'll be a great boy." She smiled. "Now get you away to your dear mother and request the aid you so rightly deserve." Cum leaked out between her legs and pooled on the rug. She had so much to teach that young eighteen-year-old. And he seemed eager to learn.


"Now?" Krishan opened the door.


"Yes, now." Nayanthara smiled her warmest smile up at him as the fire crackled behind her. "Take the reins, Krish."


Krishan nodded, waved to Nayanthara, and walked out of the living room.


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A space battle raged on TV as Krishan returned to the basement.


"You smell funny." Shriya looked up at her brother as he awkwardly walked behind the couch and sat down on the other end by their mother. "Anyway, you missed a lot. The good guys are taking control of the mothership."


"Oh, yeah?" Krishan's hard dick pressed painfully into his soft belly as he sat down. He moved his butt around on the cushion and tried to get comfortable.


"You do smell strange, Krish." Anushka lifted her head off her husband's shoulder and looked at her son. He smelled like some sort of pungent tropical flower. "And why are you squirming like that?"


"Sorry, Mom." Krishan finally stuck his butt toward the end of the cushion and leaned back. Now his dick wasn't poking him anymore. "Just having a hard time getting comfortable."


Anushka looked down at Krishan's pants and saw the clear outline of his mammoth package. "Oh." Her eyes went wide. The poor boy had such a hard time with his thing these days. "I see."





"Quiet everyone." Ganesh didn't take his eyes off the TV screen. "We're about to see the aliens."


"Sorry, Dad." Krishan leaned over and whispered in his mother's ear, "I'm having trouble again and I need your help."


Anushka shook her head and squeezed Ganesh's hand tighter. Ganesh squeezed back, but his attention stayed on the movie.


"Please," Krishan whispered. "I tried in the bathroom, but it didn't work." He found that ever since moving into their new house, lies came much easier to him. "I'll be quick. We'll be back in time for the end of the movie."


"Krishan ," Anushka hissed and gave Krishan a steely glare. But her heart softened as she looked into her son's pained eyes. She disentangled her arm from Ganesh's arm, stood, and looked down at her lovely husband. "I have to help Krishan with something. We'll be right back."


"Can't it wait?" Ganesh looked up at her and frowned.


"Apparently, it cannot." Anushka walked off toward the stairs.


"You're missing the movie," Ganesh called after her.


"We'll be back in a jiffy, dear." Anushka climbed the stairs, her dress billowing behind her. "Come on, Krish."


"Right." Krishan blinked his eyes. He couldn't believe she'd agreed. He rose from the couch and walked around the back again so his stiff dick wouldn't be obvious to his father and sister.


"Don't be long." Ganesh said as his son followed his wife out of the basement.


"We won't," Krishan said over his shoulder. He climbed the stairs and entered the long main hall.


"I can't believe I agreed to this." Anushka waited for him, standing with her hands on her hips and tapping her bare foot on the floor. "Come on, let's get you taken care of." She grabbed Krishan's hand and pulled him into the bathroom. She then shut the door and locked it behind them. "Okay, pants off. We have to hurry."


"Thanks, Mom. I really needed this." Krishan pulled off his pants and boxers and his dick flopped out.


"Yes, I can see. It looks really ... um ... engorged." Anushka reached out and gently brushed her fingernails along the purple head. "What is that smell? It's musky and flowery ... like ..." Anushka scrunched up her nose and moved her hand away from his penis. "Did you already take care of yourself? You smell like sperm and I'm not going to be doing this if you can do it yourself."





"No. I promise." Krishan's mouth sprouted lies like they were trees in a growing forest. "It's just the precum. I get a lot of precum when it won't go down."


"Oh." She reached back for the long, heavy thing and grasped the shaft in her left hand. "Well, I suppose that's unusual and a bit unseemly, but I'm your mother and I've seen it all. And ... the thought is actually kind of ... um ..." Her hand moved back and forth. "... interesting."


"Can you do it with your mouth again? It's not cheating." Krishan watched as she lowered herself to her knees on the tile. He had a wonderful view of her pretty face as it went slack, absorbed, as she was, with watching the slightly pulsing dick.


"It better not be cheating ..." Anushka licked the head and tasted Krishan's salty flavor. "... or I'd be a very bad wife." She opened wide and took the head inside. That was all she could fit. She remembered her technique for taking care of Krishan and bobbed her head with little short strokes while pumping his shaft with both hands. Her hair danced as she worked to bring Krishan off.





"You're ... aaaahhhhh ... a great wife." Krishan looked down at her pretty lips as they contorted around his dickhead. "And the ... best mom in the world."


"Mmmmmmmmm," Anushka said.


Down in the basement, Ganesh let out a woop as the protagonist took control of the mothership. Shriya smiled at her father.


A little later in the bathroom, Anushka still worked Krishan, giving him short pumps with her mouth and long strokes with her hands. She pulled her mouth off his thing and looked up. "We ... really need to ... get back to the ... movie." She panted from the effort, but her hands kept working the shaft. "Are you close? Do you need my boobs again?"





"Yeah, Mom. That'd help this go way faster." Krishan watched Anushka shrug out of the top of her dress, and reach behind and unclasp her bra. He held his breath as her tits dropped out of confinement. They were so perfect, with her large pink nipples, and the blue web of veins that ran just under the skin. They made his mother look so vulnerable.

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"You have to tell me before you explode this time." Anushka rose up on her knees a little and pressed her son's rod between her boobs. "You can't cover me with your stuff like you did before." The memory of that moment sent an involuntary shiver down her spine and caused her vagina to dampen even more than it was already. She could feel her panties soaking through. "We don't have time for a shower."





"Sure, Mom." Krishan wondered what Nayanthara would think about that. He didn't want to disappoint the apparition, but she hadn't said anything about it this time. Krishan looked around the bathroom, half expecting to see Nayanthara's reflection in the mirror, but there was no sign of her. He looked back down at his mother and sighed as she eagerly slid his saliva-soaked dick between her large, soft tits. Anushka stuck out the tip of her tongue just a little as she focused all her energy on making Krishan cum.


After a few minutes, Anushka looked up into her son's eyes. "Are you close, Krish?"


"Not yet." Krishan's mouth hung open as he watched the remarkable sight playing out in front of him.


"We have to hurry this along." Anushka looked at the locked door and then back at Krishan. "What can I do?"


"How about your butt, Mom?"


"I beg your pardon, young man?" Anushka let go of her breasts and leaned back. Her arms were tired.


"If I could rub it on your butt, I'm sure I wouldn't last long." Krishan took hold of his dick and stroked it while Anushka thought things over.





"It wouldn't be cheating if you just rubbed on my butt." Anushka stood, turned her back to Krishan, and lifted her dress up to her waist. "And ... also ... I'll need to keep my panties on." She leaned forward and placed her hands on the countertop next to the sink. Her feet inched out as she spread her legs to lower her butt down to her son's level.


"Of course." Krishan stepped up behind and looked down at her amazing ass. He couldn't decide what he liked best. The way it flared out from her narrow waist? The way it jiggled with just the slightest of her movements? The round, perfect curves? He loved all of it. "Here I go." He placed his dick between her cheeks with the head all the way up above the crumpled dress hanging from the small of her back. He grabbed a cheek in each hand and then rubbed his shaft in a seesaw motion.





Back in the basement, the move accelerated toward its climax. "Behind you! The alien's behind you, dummy," Ganesh shouted at the TV. The stupid pilot had forgotten to look behind him. Ganesh was so into the movie, he didn't even notice his wife and son still weren't back yet.


"That's it, pumpkin." Anushka braced herself against the rubbing monster behind her. She hoped Krishan couldn't tell how wet she was. "Let me know when you're ready." She looked down at her hands to avoid looking into the mirror and her ring sparkled up at her. She did not want to see what she looked like submitting to her son in this way. What they were doing may not have been cheating, but it certainly was dirty.


"I'm ... ready ... Mom." Krishan moved his eyes from that wobbling butt, past her rumpled dress hanging around her waist, and up her pale, bare back to where her delicate shoulder blades arched. She was beyond beautiful.


"Good boy, Krish." Anushka quickly turned around, grabbed a bath towel from the towel rack, and dropped to her knees again. "Shoot it out. Get it all out of there, sweetie." She grabbed his penis and gave the most furious handjob of her life.


"Mom ... Mom ... Mooooommmmm." Krishan's balls churned.


Down in the basement, Shriya covered her eyes to hide from the images on the screen. "Ew, gross. The alien's oozing all over her."


Ganesh chuckled. "It's just a movie, Shriya."


Back up in the bathroom, sensing the moment, Anushka lifted the towel up and caught spurt after spurt with soft Egyptian cotton. She looked up at Krishan and marveled at how the orgasm had taken him over. He shut his eyes, gritted his teeth, and shook all over. "Let it all out. That's a good boy." The towel started to soak through so she folded it up to help absorb all that sperm. She knew from experience just how much her son stored in those giant balls of his.





"Wow ..." Krishan panted and opened his eyes. "Thanks, Mom."


"You're welcome, pumpkin." Anushka took the towel away and saw a little stray cum left behind on the purple head. She leaned forward and licked it off with her pink tongue. Her shoulders gave a quick shiver at the salty, tangy taste. "All better?" Anushka rolled the towel into a ball and put it in the sink. She then picked up her bra, stood up, and put it back on.


"Yeah, thanks Mom. I don't know what I'd do without you." Krishan sighed and pulled up his micro-boxers. He stuffed his deflating dick into the pouch.


"Well, if I wasn't helping you, you'd definitely need a doctor." Anushka pulled her dress up and slipped her arms back in. She shook her hips to get the dress to fall back down to her knees. "You've got so much in there." She nodded at his boxers. "It'd be unhealthy if it got backed up."


"Yeah, totally." Krishan pulled up his pants and buttoned them. "What are we going to tell Dad and Shriya?"


"Well ..." Anushka turned to the mirror and checked herself out. She looked fine. Certainly not like she'd just had a giant penis between her breasts. "... I don't think we should lie. But ..." She looked at Krishan in the mirror and raised an eyebrow.


"Let's just tell them I needed some help figuring out what to say to a girl." Krishan ran a hand through his messy blond hair. "You're a girl, Mom. And you helped me say stuff to you. So, it's sorta true."





"Good enough." Anushka nodded. "Speaking of girls, maybe you could find someone at college who'd help you with your thing. I can't keep doing this forever." She saw Krishan's face fall and Anushka quickly added, "I'll be here if you need it. I just don't want you relying on your mother for this sort of thing, sweetie."


"Thanks, Mom." Krishan's face brightened. "I'll see if I can find myself a girlfriend."


"That's my boy." Anushka picked up the towel and held it away from her body. "I'm going to go put this in the laundry in your room. I can't take it down to the washing machine right now." She gave Krishan a chagrinned smile, imagining walking the cum filled towel right by her daughter and husband in the basement. "Stay here, I'll be right back." Anushka jogged down the hall and up the stairs in her bare feet.


Krishan stepped out into the hall and waited. A minute or so later, Anushka returned and they went back down for the rest of movie night.


"Hey, where'd you two go? You missed it." Ganesh looked up from the couch and pointed to the TV where the credits rolled.


"Oh, I'm sorry dear." Anushka frowned and folded her arms over her chest. "Krish needed some help with a girl."


"Oh, a girl huh?" Shriya looked at her brother and waggled her eyebrows. "Anyone I know?"


Krishan shook his head.


"Fine, keep your secrets." Shriya laughed. She knew her brother needed lots of help, he was way too shy around the girls in college. "I hope it works out with her."





"Uh ... thanks, Shriya." Krishan looked at his beautiful mom. "I do too."


~~


Later that night, Anushka tried to make it up to Ganesh by giving him his first titjob. "You like it, honey?"


"It's ... different." Ganesh's dick didn't actually feel all that great engulfed in her boobs.


"Maybe if I try it this way." Anushka felt frustrated. He was too small to make it work right. Or maybe her breasts were too big. It was a disappointing endeavor. "How about my mouth?"


"That'd be better." Ganesh nodded as she devoured his dick.


Anushka sucked hard and even let him finish down her throat. She swallowed and smiled up at him. She hoped he'd be up for round two. Anushka really wanted some sex after all the foreplay she'd had that day with the men. "How about a little more? I'll ride you, honey. You wouldn't have to work at all."


"What's gotten into you, Anu?" Ganesh groaned and rolled over in bed. "That's enough for one night."


Anushka sighed and went to go turn off the light. She contemplated sneaking into the library and retrieving the dildo, but she'd sworn she wouldn't use that thing again. She flipped the switch and the room went dark. "Goodnight, Ganesh."


"Goodnight, Anu."


She walked across the room and lay down next to him in bed. When she closed her eyes, she could think only of how Krishan's penis had felt rubbing against her behind. What would it be like to allow that thing in? She tried very hard not to think about the answer to that question.





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Anushka waited in the den just behind the half-closed door. She felt like a fool hiding in her own house, but here she was. She listened to her children across the hall in the library but couldn't quite make out their words. They were arguing about something in a good-natured way. The twins were always so agreeable. It was her first-born, Karun, who had really tried his parents' patience. Finally, she heard them leave the library and walk down the hall. Once Shriya and Krishan disappeared out the front door of the house, Anushka tiptoed out of the den.





"Maybe I shouldn't do this," Anushka whispered to herself. She looked down the hall toward the main stairs. Ganesh was up in the west tower and he'd asked for her help. And here Anushka was, sneaking around like a teenager with her first crush. She took a deep breath and walked into the library. She'd help her husband later. She just needed to see that giant fake penis one more time. She'd just get it out of her system.


Five minutes later, she sat on the toilet lid in the bathroom next to the den. Her dress was bunched around her waist and her panties lay on the tile floor. "Just for a minute," Anushka mumbled. She took the head of that jet-black phallus and rubbed it against her moist vaginal lips. She grasped the thing with both hands and marveled at its girth.


"Uuuuugggggghhhhhhhh." Anushka trembled as she pushed it into her. "Oh, gosh. It's too big." She got about half the head in and stared down at her poor stretched vagina. She hoped things would tighten back up quickly after she was done. She didn't want Ganesh noticing anything different during their intimate time. She pushed and a little more of the veiny thing moved into her.





"That's quite task you've undertaken." Nayanthara stood by the bathroom door, watching Anushka with cool eyes.


"What?" Anushka shrieked and dropped the dildo to the floor, where it made a solid whack.


"Oh, don't stop on my account, dearie." Nayanthara smiled and took two steps toward Anushka. She bent down slowly, cradling her large belly with one hand, and got to her knees. Her long, bustled dress flowed out around her on the floor. She picked up the dildo in her left hand. "This magnificent steed is quite wet, my mischievous lady."


"I'm dreaming ... I'm dreaming ..." Anushka's brown eyes went wide and her breath shallow.


"Well, then dream away, Anushka." Nayanthara leaned forward and pushed Anushka's dress back up her legs from where it had fallen in her fright. "Nothing but the most pleasant dreams for you." Nayanthara lowered her gaze to that trim bush between Anushka's legs and the protruding lips just beneath. "You kept your legs open for me, that was very good." She brought up the dildo and rubbed the head against Anushka's nethers. "Such a strange thing this is. I had one fashioned of wood, but this is a better material. What do you call it?"


"Silicone," Anushka squeaked.


"Well, it certainly does the job." Nayanthara pushed the phallus's head into the vagina before her. "My, you are tight. That Ganesh of yours must be Lilliputian."





"What? No ... he's got a ... big one," Anushka lied. Her pulse beat like a heavy drum in her ears. She watched the dildo push its way in again, this time the whole head made its way inside her. "Aaaahhhhhhh. It's too ... much. I don't want to ... squirt from down there ... again."


"Oh, you had the downstairs flood?" Nayanthara felt the resistance in the poor woman's vagina and stopped her pushing, letting the round head of the thing sit in its new snug home. "Some women spend a lifetime without knowing that pleasure. You're a lucky one." She looked up into Anushka's eyes and gave the woman her most reassuring smile. "Attend, Anushka. Krishan is larger than this." She wiggled the dildo a little for emphasis. "Imagine the ecstasy when you stretch to accommodate him."





"That would be ... cheating." Anushka shook her head. "I'd never do that to ... ooohhhhhh ... Ganesh. Or to ... Krishan. He's my ... son."


"You say that like it's a point against the endeavor." Nayanthara pulled the counterfeit cock from the woman and looked at its glistening head. "But his relation to you is a point for. Many points, actually. There is nothing like letting your son know you completely. And knowing him ... every inch of him. Until then -"


Anushka stood and pushed Nayanthara to the side.  she moved past woman toward the bathroom door. "I am dreaming, I am dreaming. None of this is real." Anushka looked back at the woman now sitting on her butt by the vanity. Her dress looked very uncomfortable in such a position.


"Careful, Anushka." Nayanthara watched the frightened wife carefully. "Such rough treatment is most unagreeable to me."





"You're not real." Anushka opened the door, jumped out into the hall, and raced toward the stairs.


Ganesh walked toward her with a look of concern on his gentle face. "There you are, Anu. I really could use your help ..." He stopped when he saw her face. "Are you okay?" His wife had a frantic look in her eyes, and her dress was rumpled.

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"Fine ... I'm fine." Anushka thought things over. If Ganesh was here, then what had just happened in the bathroom wasn't a dream. For the first time in her adulthood, Anushka considered the existence of ghosts plausible. Heck, it was a likelihood now. "I was just ... having trouble with the bathroom sink." Anushka smoothed out her dress.





"Oh, really? Let me have a look." Ganesh gave his wife a tender kiss on the cheek and stepped past her toward the open bathroom door.


"No," Anushka shrieked. That specter was in there. And even if she was all hallucination, the dildo was in there. Ganesh would be crushed if he found Anushka using it behind his back. "Let's go work in the tower. Don't ..." She trailed off and hung her head as Ganesh entered the bathroom.


"Jeez, Anushka," Ganesh called out. "You shouldn't leave your things lying around. What if the children wanted to use this bathroom?"


"I ..." Anushka walked toward him. He was taking it better than she thought he would. She arrived at the open door and looked in to find her husband holding her forgotten panties in his right hand. He offered them to her and Anushka reached out and took them. "Sorry, Ganesh. The sink must have distracted me."


"Right, the sink." Ganesh turned the hot tap and then the cold. Water ran into the basin as it should. "Everything seems in order. What was wrong with it?"


Anushka didn't answer him, she looked around the floor for the abandoned dildo, but she couldn't see it.


"Did you lose something else?" Ganesh watched her with bemusement. "Drop your bra, too?"


"No." Anushka shook her head. "I've got everything." The dildo wasn't there. Maybe the ghost had taken it with her to pleasure herself. The thought sent a chill down her spine. "I was just thinking, Ganesh. Maybe we should bring in someone to rid our house of ... unwanted spirits."





"That's crazy, Anu. Did you see a ghost?" Ganesh laughed and placed his hand on his wife's slim shoulder. As funny as this was, she did have a worried look about her.


"Yes ..." Anushka could see he was laughing at her. "I mean no. I don't know."


"Don't be silly. There are no such things as ghosts." Ganesh ushered her out of the bathroom. "Let's stick together and the house won't seem quite so spooky. Right?"


"Right." Anushka didn't know what to think.


~~


Weeds brushed against the twins' legs as Shriya and Krishan turned the southeast corner of the house. The old, uneven cobble path did its best to turn their ankles, so the twins tread with some caution.


"What do you think the garden looked like in its heyday?" Shriya looked over her shoulder at Krishan as he followed her.


"The Nayantharas probably had servants tend the garden. I bet it was full of flowers and very neatly trimmed." The fresh air around them invigorated Krishan. A stiff breeze blew into their faces from the north. "Thanks for getting me out here, Shriya. I haven't really explored the exterior yet."


"Me neither." Shriya walked around the northeast corner. "Oh, they're beautiful." The rose bush seemed even more prolific viewed from ground level. The flowers were a deep crimson, with large petals nestled together. "Scissors, please."





"Sure." Krishan stopped next to her, fished the scissors he'd brought out of his pocket, and handed them to her. He watched her hop through the weeds over to the rose bush. Her body was so relaxed under her billowing dress and her face carefree as she circled the plant looking for perfect flowers.


"This bush is marvelous, don't you think, Krish?" Shriya reached up with her scissors and snipped a stem, careful not to grab the thorns.


"Yeah, it's nice." Krishan smiled. He felt so removed from all the strange happenings that had gone on inside the mansion next to them. It was both a gnawing worry and a relief. He desperately needed to see Nayanthara again soon. But he also knew that the licentious path he and Anushka traveled would lead to irrevocable events. Krishan didn't want to do anything that would harm his relationship with his loving mother. But even without Nayanthara's prodding, he felt drawn to further things with Anushka. It was all so confusing.


"Who's that?" Shriya gazed toward the northwest corner of the house.


"What?" Krishan slipped out of his reverie and followed her gaze. A tall, square man with a top hat strode toward them with purpose. The hem of his long, velvet jacket just brushed the tops of the weeds below him. His black mustache drooped around the corners of his mouth, and his black eyes seemed to look right through them. Good God, Krishan thought, his eyes were so very black.


"What mischief have you brought upon my garden, you scoundrels?" The man balled his hands into fists by his sides. He was about thirty feet away from the twins.


"Who is that?" Shriya squinted at the man, but squinting didn't make his presence any more logical.


"Let's go." Krishan could see Shriya wasn't about to run, so he stepped over to her and grabbed her free hand in his. Krishan recognized the voice from the night Nayanthara led him down the secret stairs. This was Vijay in the flesh. Or whatever ghosts are made of. "Now, Shriya." As Vijay closed within twenty-five feet, Krishan pulled hard on his sister's hand and they were off and running.


"What's going on, Krish?" Shriya dropped the scissors in the weeds and clutched the roses she'd picked in her right hand. She ran with Krishan back the way they'd come.


"Crazy dude in our garden." They rounded the northeast corner at a sprint. "What's it look like?" Weeds flew by their knees. Neither of the twins looked back.


"Get back here you thieves." Vijay's voice hung in the garden air, reverberating around them. "I'll hunt you down, miscreants."


Krishan hazarded a look over his shoulder. Vijay stood at the corner of the mansion they'd just passed. The man's hands hung stiffly by his sides and his eyes welled hate. Relief filled Krishan, as it seemed Vijay had given up the chase. Just then, Krishan's foot went sideways on a cobblestone and his ankle rolled over. He tumbled into the weeds with a short yelp.


"Come on, Krish. Get up." Shriya bent down and helped him back to his feet. She put his arm around her shoulders and they limp-jogged around the southeast corner of the house. She didn't dare look back.


The twins burst in the front door and slammed it behind them. They leaned their backs against the door and looked at each other with wide eyes.


"That was crazy." Shriya let out a nervous laugh.


Krishan, panting, watched his sister as her laughter picked up until it was an uproarious cackle. He couldn't help himself, he laughed, too.


Their parents, having just left the main floor bathroom, found the twins scuffed, scbangd, bleeding, and sharing what seemed like either a hilarious or insane moment.


"What happened to you?" Anushka rushed up to Krishan. The right knee of his pants was torn and blood stained the fabric. He wasn't putting any weight on his right ankle. She looked to her daughter, where blood dripped from her right fist as she clutched the thorny rose stems tightly.


"Some ... guy ... chased us." Shriya's laughter slowed. "With a ... top hat."


"Oh my, Gosh." Anushka bent down and moved Krishan's arm from his sister's shoulders to hers. "Just now?"


The twin's laughter died completely.


"In the garden." Shriya nodded.


"It's okay, Mom." Krishan looked up into his mom's soft brown eyes. "He wasn't very fast." His blond hair fell down over his forehead and into his eyes.


"Let's get you cleaned up," Anushka said to Krishan. "Ganesh, can you see if the man is still outside?"


"On it." Ganesh ran to the study and came back out with a wood baseball bat. He opened the door and jogged outside.


"Shriya, pumpkin, you better toss out those flowers and clean your hand off." Anushka helped her limping son toward the bathroom.


A minute later, Ganesh reentered the house and slammed the massive front door behind him. "No one there." He breathed hard from the run around the house. "You two sure you saw somebody?"


"Clear as day," Shriya said. "You must have scared him off, Dad."


"Hhhmmmm." Ganesh looked at his wife and Krishan as they disappeared toward the bathroom. "Where are you going, Anu?"


"I'm taking care of Krish, Ganesh." Anushka got Krishan into the bathroom, sat him on the toilet lid, and closed the door.


"Okay, I guess." Ganesh looked over to his daughter as she marched off toward the kitchen. "Where are you going?"


"To put these in water." Shriya held up the roses. Their ruby hue matched the blood that trickled down her arm. "And to clean my hand off. Turns out, thorns are sharp."


"Every rose has its thorns, Shriya." Ganesh locked the front door and followed her into the kitchen. "I'll keep you company."


"Thanks, Dad." Shriya walked into the kitchen and headed for the sink.


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