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Night before wedding

It was the night before my younger step brother Shaun's wedding he was 32 and finally was going to settle down. Shaun was only 5ft 6" and we always told him this was why he couldn't handle alcohol. He had looked after himself so had a muscular build and had trained as a boxer when younger. He had short light brown hair and was always cleanly shaven. I had always treated him as a brother as his mum had been with my dad since we were very young.



Both sides of the bridal parties' families and friends had come together to stay in a hotel close to the wedding hall. They had agreed to do us all a deal as long as a certain amount of rooms were booked which was easy, especially with our big family and the number of guests coming from afar.


I was sitting in my hotel room with my older biological brother Jai who was 37. Jai is married to Sameera and has 2 children. He was 6ft 2" had dark black hair and a trimmed beard, he also kept in shape when younger but had started to put some extra pounds on as he had stopped Gym. He was usually found in the spa area nowadays. Sameera who was 38 she's 5ft 6" had blonde hair and had never lost the baby weight. She was still pretty but age and children were taking its toll on her.


A little about myself at the time of this taking place I was 34. I'm married to Bhumi and have 2 children as well, also like my brothers I did a lot of training at the health club. Unlike Jai I was still usually weight lifting or doing some cardio to keep healthy. I had a muscular build and a lot of upper body strength. My friends always joke that I should do more leg days but I was happy with my appearance. I had short dark brown hair and a trimmed goatee. Bhumi was also 34.


Jai and I didn't mind a quiet night in. After a few drinks we started discussing how Shaun had decided to spend the night with his biological father. He had only known him for a few months but he chose to be with him rather than us and our Dad.


He had grown up with us, our Dad had practically raised him. What an unappreciative little shit we both thought. A few beers later Jai and I discovered we had lent Shaun almost 30Lakhs between us for this wedding which made his decision to ditch us even more aggravating.


Our wives were out with Shaun's fiance Shraddha Kapoor for Dinner and drinks. I received a text from my wife saying they were staying out late but Shraddha had gone back to her room early due to pre-big day nerves and suggested Jai stay in my room. They would go back to his room as they didn't want to wake us, they were usually loud after a few cocktails.





We accepted the suggestion as our plan was to have some more beer, watch the cricket highlights then call it a night, there was a pull-out bed which Jai could use so it seemed like a good idea.


It must have been around 10pm when there came a light knock at the door, Jai answered it and there was Shraddha still dressed ready for her night out in a short black dress and a short jacket asking if she could come in.


"Of course," Jai said and she came.


Now we had no problems with Shraddha, in fact I had helped her find work a few years before as a secretary for one of my oldest friends Dave. He had owed me a favour after I had helped him start up his own business. Shraddha was a lovely girl, Black hair and a petite frame about 5ft 5" tall, Jai and I had talked about her many times when drunk, mostly about her amazing curvaceous figure, round ass and pert breasts. 





I started thinking back to how lucky Shaun was I remember when he first started dating Shraddha about 6 years ago and would boast about getting with a younger girl who had saved her virginity, how inexperienced she was sexually but he had popped her cherry after just a few months together, but then once they were serious she would never go any further than the basic missionary or a blow job but she would never swallow.


It was clear from the moment she entered the room something was bothering her. She sat in silence for a moment so I broke the silence "Are you ok would you like a drink?"


"Neat vodka please" she replied, then downed it. "Can I have another?" then she quickly downed 3 more which is unusual for her.


I decided to just ask "Is something wrong, what's bothering you?"


She started crying and all she could say was "it's Shaun". My initial thoughts were of worry, had something bad happened to him? but this was not the case.


When she settled a bit more Shraddha started to explain "When Shaun first connected with his Dad a few months ago his Dad got him into gambling, he quickly became addicted and started spending a lot. In the past week he had even dipped into the wedding fund."



She explained they had agreed to pay the photographer cash when he arrived to take some pre-wedding photo shots of the bridal party in the morning, this had vanished so she checked the honeymoon spending account and found that it was empty. That's why she left our wives early so she could call Shaun to find out what had happened and that's when he came clean about the gambling.


Despite this she still wanted the wedding to go ahead, she loved him and they had agreed he would get support with the addiction. That's when she came out with her request, nervously she asked "Can either of you loan us the cash to pay the photographer and some spending money for our honeymoon?"


Usually we would have helped her out but we had already loaned Shaun 30Lakhs towards this wedding which it suddenly looked like we would not be getting back anytime soon. We now had major concerns about loaning them any more money.


Shraddha was shocked, Shaun had mentioned in his confession of the debt that he had borrowed a small amount from us so she was unaware it was anywhere near the amount of 30Lakhs which made her more concerned. If he thought 30Lakhs was a small amount how much debt was he in. Although she was upset, she understood our reason for saying no and decided to stay for another drink before heading back to her room.





Suddenly she came out with the suggestion "How about it being a loan to me not us as a couple, I would pay it back in instalments and Shaun would not be allowed to touch any of this money or my wages going forward?"


We still had our concerns and I asked her "What would stop you from just conveniently forgetting this agreement and us being left more out of pocket?"


That's when she said the prize line "well what could I offer as collateral or a deal maker".


Straight away Jai shouts out "I want to see you masturbate using something in this room to make yourself cum!"


Shraddha looked angry but as she was desperate for this photographer to be used. She said "Surely there is something else I can do? Maybe I can agree to do something else in the future like childminding so you can spend time with Sameera and Bhumi."





"I spent plenty of time with Sameera," Jai said. He then continued "Besides that smoking hot body of yours needs to be seen in all its glory and that's the only way I would be willing to loan you money."

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She looked at me "Please is there anything else I could offer you?"


"I don't need anything like that and besides I quite like Jai's idea. You do look amazing tonight and it would certainly be worth some money to watch." I replied as she stared at me with a stern face.


As a few tears started to couple in her eyes. You could see the thought process almost in her mind as she toiled between this and having to cancel the photographer and honeymoon. She then said "All I have to do is strip and make myself cum?"





"That'll get you a loan of some money for sure" Jai stated.


Nervously and with a lump in her throat she said "Ok, I'll do it but no one can ever find out" which Jai agreed to instantly.


That's when the thought came to me, even if she does this how does it stop her from going back on the deal, if we mention it to our wives, they would leave us and she knew this.


I quickly came up with a plan as I spotted the camcorder, we were to use it to film the tomorrow. We could use it to film this then if she didn't pay us back at least we had something to use as a threat.


So out I came with it. "In order for us to loan you the money you need for a photographer and maybe some for the honeymoon we want to film you stripping and cumming, then if you don't pay us back, I'll send a copy to Shaun, your parents and probably your boss at work."


She was having second thoughts and tried to get out of the camcorder "Come on you know you can trust me, surely you don't need to make a video?"


But we stood our ground, Jai stated quite clearly "either we have a video or you have no money."


She agreed nonetheless but only if she was allowed to choose what she would use to masturbate with. Jai and I agreed to this but Jai made one final change which was she had to do a sexy strip for the camera as a lead up to it.





As she'd had a few drinks, not drunk but certainly getting a buzz from the alcohol she'd consumed she agreed to do it, in the belief that she would pay us back and no one would ever see the video.


I set up the camcorder and aimed it towards the gap between the TV unit and the bed we had created for her, we had moved the coffee table to one side and left the sofa bed as a sofa for a bit more space, it was all set, I motioned to Jai to stay quiet for the recording. Shraddha then came walking into the Camera's view, she looked straight at the camera and said I hope you're ready boys.


I put a bit of background music on and she started to sway her hips side to side, She slipped her short jacket off and threw it to the side then danced a little more, then whilst looking away from us she slowly bent over with straight legs to undo her shoe buckles which caused her dress to ride high up her legs and reveal the very top of her thighs and a slight part of her ass.


That was enough for me to unzip and pull my 7" cock out and start stroking it. She kicked her shoes off then turned back to face us. She slid the shoulders of the dress down one arm after the other until her red lace bra was on display, it her pert 34 tits eloquently.





She seductively continued to roll the dress down her body to her belly then waist, that's when Jai decided he couldn't contain his cock anymore and out it came and he slowly started to stroke it as well his was roughly the same size as mine.


She paused for a moment when she saw us both stroking our cocks, she looked at them with a startled stare and said "wow there both bigger than my Shaun's" then she continued the strip.


The dress was now rolled past her hips, then she dropped it to the floor revealing a matching pair of red lace knickers. She looked amazing as she started to rub her clit through her knickers. She sat down on the sofa and started moaning quietly. A wet patch was clearly now visible as the crotch of her knickers turned a darker shade of red. Then she leaned over and grabbed a banana from the side.





She looked at us as if asking for approval and we both nodded, she pulled her knickers to the side to reveal her pink love lips for the first time, I almost exploded with pleasure but managed to contain myself. She spat on the banana and rubbed it against her moist crotch then after a few minutes of caressing herself she slid it in. A loud pleasurable moan left her mouth, luckily for us none of the wedding party was staying either side of us.


We sat and watched as she fucked herself with the banana slowly at first then faster and faster until she let her control go and she orgasmed right in front of us, watching her writhe about on the sofa in her sexy underwear and a banana inserted into her vagina had to be one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. I was glad I had it recorded.





I stood up and stopped the camcorder as agreed, we had our film. It backed up to my computer automatically, we agreed to loan her the money for a photographer. Out of breath she said "That's not enough for our photographer and what about the money for the honeymoon?"


I joked "It'll take a bit more than a sexy strip for us to loan you more money, there's enough there to get a photographer even at short notice" thinking the night was drawing to an end.


That's when she said "I need this photographer, he's the best and I have signed a contract with him already, please I just need a little more for the photographer, please one of you can surely help me cover the cost? Especially considering what I just did for you"

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"You didn't do that for us, you did that for yourself to earn a loan" I said, "If you want more money, we need more from you."


Jai butted in "I know what I'd like but there is no way you'll agree to it, but I'll tell you now it's the only way I'm offering you any more money."


I listened intrigued by what his plan was. Shraddha asked cautiously "what is it? You want me to fuck myself again with something different?"


"Almost, I want us to have full use of your body for the rest of the night" said Jai


"To do what? Take orders, tidy up, that sort of thing?" Shraddha asked





Even after what had happened, she was still so naïve "He means it in a sexual way Shraddha, we get to do whatever we want to you, mostly with these 2 hard cocks you've been teasing." I said


Her mouth dropped in anguish, she couldn't believe what we wanted "I have not been teasing you, I did what you told me to do and that's it!" she responded.


"Then why are you still standing around in your underwear looking sexy as hell, look that's the offer, take it or leave it." I said


Tears started to pool in her eyes again the she finally answered "Fine, but you will give me enough for my photographer and the honeymoon? and what happens in this room stays in this room"


We were both married and didn't want anything to risk that but at the same time what was now on offer was impossible to decline. After she made us aware of exactly how much she needed to cover the costs we knew we had enough to loan her and agreed.


We asked her to remove her underwear slowly so we could see in full what we were paying for, she accepted and started by slipping her bra off to reveal those lovely pert breasts, she had cute little nipples which had started to stiffen.


Then she slowly pulled down her knickers revealing a neatly trimmed red bush, she let them drop to the floor then stepped out of them and revealed her fantastic ass and figure in full nudity.





Jai said "Get on all fours and crawl to me!" she looked amazing as she crawled across the floor to his lap "take my cock in your mouth and suck me better than anyone has before," he ordered.


She seemed to rise to the challenge and started really bobbing her head up and down taking in as much of him as she could before gagging. Struggling to take it deeper she tried to pull away but Jai just held the back of her head and guided her back down onto his cock, and his cock into the entrance of her throat. He was now controlling her head movements, we could just make out her asking him to stop between gags and coughing noises but he was having too much fun to care what she wanted.





I decided to get in on the action, I stripped down and knelt down behind her, I guess she was expecting my dick as she let out a whimper of surprise as she felt my tongue against her love lips. I started to lap away.


Then I saw it and couldn't resist, I had always wanted to try anal and while my Bhumi was quite open to try different things in the bedroom, multiple positions, a little bondage or role play she would never let me near her anus, now here right in front of me was this sweet little rose bud staring at me.


I had to have it, slowly moving my tongue up from her clit, through her lips and past her vagina then up until I was there, I just went straight in with my tongue. It was amazing but she quickly pulled away though and broke free of Jai as well saying "not there not even Shaun has been there, and Jai let me fucking breathe for fuck sake or I'm calling it quits"





My response was simple "Well I'm not Shaun and I want what I'm paying for now get back to sucking off Jai and stay still, you agreed your body is ours" Shraddha did as she was told and I went straight back to it, my tongue slowly forcing her anus open. After a few minutes I decided to try and slip a finger in and then two but she was still tight. I had to do something else if I planned to get my cock into her.


I got up and headed for the bathroom, in my soap bag I had a small tub of vaseline, my wife always said I should keep it in my soap bag as you'll never know when it may come in handy, how right she was I thought to myself.


I headed back through to find Jai with 2 hands on the back of Shraddha's head and fucking her face like a man possessed, "fuck me she's amazing he shouted across the room" I had to stand and admire the show for a few minutes the noises coming from her throat were making me so horny but then I looked at my hand and saw the vaseline and decided time to get back into the action.





Jai slowed down and let her start sucking at her own rate of pace, I think he realised my plan, I kneeled back down behind her and again started to rim her beautiful little rose bud, it started opening up a little again so I took some vaseline on my fingers and worked them in slowly as they entered quite easily I decided to try a third finger and in it went, I took them out for a bit more vaseline and then put four in there just my thumb left out.

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I was in her anus up to my knuckles, I spread more vaseline around my hand and her anus, I tucked my thumb into my grouped together fingers and slowly started to edge in, I could hear her moaning unsure if it was pleasure or pain so I eased out a little. She looked back at me with a glare in her eye. How dare she give me that look I thought to myself, so I put some more vaseline on my hand and her anus and slowly edged back in. First the 4 finger tips then the tip of my thumb joined until I was up to my knuckles. I decided to go further and push in deeper to my surprise it went in easier than expected. The sensation must have awoken something inside her as she started sucking Jai deep into her throat and he was loving it.


I decided it was time for my cock to get some action, I knelt upright, grabbed her hips then slowly pushed the tip of my cock into her anus, she whimpered a little and I felt her hand on my stomach pushing me back so I stopped for a few seconds. Then I slowly pushed forward on my mission, she would take the full length of my cock up her ass. I was sure of this. My wife had left me desperate to do it and there was no way I was not getting it tonight.





I decided to give her ass cheek a slap and she yelped and jerked forward. Jai liked the feeling on his cock as he got further down her throat so I did it again. As she slid back, I could feel myself sliding further into her, about 5 inches in and she was still ok so I decided to keep going. I wanted to get balls deep in her anus and soon I was there, she let out a sigh of relief as I could go no further. That's when I decided it was time to fuck.


Pulling back leaving just the tip of my penis in her I felt her relax and then I thrust myself back in to the hilt and started really fucking her for all I had in me. She lifted her head of Jai and started to moan then scream with pleasure. Jai just held her head and made her look at him while I fucked her anus. He looked at me and said "keep going it looks like she's about to cum."
Sure enough her first anal orgasm she collapsed to the floor out of breath saying "that's it you've had enough, I've earned the loan let's end this now."





Jai and I looked at each other and he said "No now the fun really starts."


As she sat on the floor I wondered if she'd take ass to mouth and decided to push my cock past her lips, I think she was still tired from the spit roast she had just received and instantly took my cock in her mouth, as soon as I was in there, I started to fuck deep until I could feel her throat. After a few minutes Jai started pushing his cock against her cheek and we tried to get both our cocks in her mouth at the same time and amazingly she managed it. She then got onto her knees and started taking turns throating our cocks, I wondered what had happened to the prude Shaun had told us about then I started thinking how far would she go.





I sat back on the sofa and said "come here and sit on my cock." I slid nicely into her vagina and she started to buck straight away as if she was loving this, Jai started to make his way onto the sofa when I signalled for him to stop, he just looked at me confused. I put my hands on either ass cheek and spread them apart revealing her anus once again.



Jai was into it faster than a bullet from a gun, it was a strange feeling as we could feel each other's cock thrusting in and out of her. I looked at my brother to check this was ok and all he wanted was a high five so we kept losing all track of time.





Suddenly we realised it was 2am she was due to get married later that day and was looking shattered, we also had to get up early to sort out our duties as ushers and whilst Shraddha had orgasmed a few times we hadn't cum yet as we didn't want it to end. I had always wanted to finish with an ATM so Jai stepped aside and I bent Shraddha over the coffee table.

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I slid my cock all the way into her anus and started ramming home as hard and fast as I could, after a few exhausting minutes I felt like I was going to cum I pulled out turned her around and stuck my cock into her mouth I thought she would stop me but no she started sucking it like she was removing my life force, suddenly I started to twitch, she tried to take my cock out of her mouth but I held her head against me her nose in my pubic hair and my cock in her throat then the best orgasm ever. I shot load after load down her throat she looked at me with disgust but I didn't care.








I reminded her she had agreed to the deal she stood up as if finished then Jai said "back over the table I want the same" so back over the coffee table she went and he was going at her anus like a steam train I was glad she had to stand for her vows as I'm not sure she could sit down later on. Suddenly he pulled out of her and turned her round and started face fucking her again, I was still hard so started wanking myself off next to her then Jai juttered and released a moan of his own and Shraddha started coughing "you better swallow it all or I start again" Jai said and she held it in then swallowed. Witnessing this gave me an unexpected orgasm which shot against her face going in her eye, ear and hair, She looked a mess but an amazing mess.


We called it a night, she got dressed and headed back to her room but not before asking us "please do not discuss this with anyone else or show anyone the video of me stripping."





"As long as you keep up your payments for the loan." I said "I will go to the bank first thing in the morning to withdraw the cash for you."


We tidied up a little, I put the camcorder away safe ready for the tomorrow and rearranged the room back to its proper format, I didn't want my wife coming in the morning and have anything to raise questions. I decided to quickly load up my laptop to see how the strip video looked before going to bed and to my surprise it showed I had 2 new videos.





I opened the first and it was the strip which looked amazing. Then I started the 2nd and to my surprise rather than stop recording I had only ended one video and started a second that had the entire night's performance on there. I kept it to myself while I thought of what to do next, which at that point was to close the computer down and go to sleep, it was going to be a busy day tomorrow and god knows how I'd get through the day, I bet she looks stunning in a wedding dress and on that thought I fell asleep.




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Anushka watched her daughter-in-law and son closely at breakfast. She had to hand it to them, they didn't act like anything out of the ordinary had happened. Sure, Krishan was quiet as he munched his cereal. And, yes, Hansika was a bit taciturn. But if Anushka hadn't seen them rutting like animals with her own eyes, she would never have known.


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Karun, Ganesh, and Shriya certainly seemed none the wiser. Anushka excused herself from the table and went into the kitchen to pour herself another mug of coffee. She listened to Ganesh prattle on about bathroom tiles. Karun occasionally offered a remark to let his father know he was listening. Anushka tuned them out and watched the steam rise from her cup. It swirled, twisted, and jelled into two clots rhythmically pulsing together.



Oh, Gosh. Anushka's hand went to her mouth. She glanced over her shoulder, but no one in the dining room was watching her. The wisps of steam had coalesced and formed two figures in the air above the kitchen counter. They were clearly representative of a man and a woman, and they humped just as Hansika and Krishan had done the night before. Just as Anushka, herself, had done with her son. She watched the mating figures undulate, and butterflies flapped in her stomach.







What was wrong with the them? The women who'd sworn to love and protect their men had tossed their vows out like yesterday's recycling. Anushka watched the steam hump and hump. She realized that if she was going to prevent Krishan from mating Hansika again, she'd have to give a little and help him with his penis again. The thought sent more butterflies to her tummy, and wetness to her panties. Of course, she wouldn't need to have sex with him again. Oral sex wasn't cheating, and that should be enough to satisfy a horny teenager.



"Mom?" Shriya carried her empty plate into the kitchen.



"Yes?" Anushka frantically waved at the steam, erasing the humping figures.



"Can I have a few bucks?" Shriya placed her plate in the sink. "I have a class this aftercollege and I'll need to buy a snack."



"Sure, pumpkin." Anushka nodded and fetched her purse. She pulled out a 500 and handed it to her daughter. "Good?"



Shriya nodded and her elfin features lit up in a smile. "Thanks, Mom. You're the best."



"You're welcome " Anushka smiled back. She needed to get to the Samatar house this morning. If nothing else, she'd protect that sweet innocence written all over Shriya's eighteen-year-old face.







Anushka shepherded her children out the door. The twins walked down the long driveway to catch the bus. Karun and Hansika got in their pickup truck to drive back to their house. When they'd gone, Anushka returned to the dining room to find Ganesh finishing his coffee.



"I'm headed back to the east tower." Ganesh smiled up at his wife. "Want to help with some electrical?"



"I ... can't." Anushka frowned.



"What's up?" Ganesh stood and walked over to his wife.



"I ..." Anushka couldn't think of a lie. She wasn't good at duplicity, despite all the secrets she'd been keeping from Ganesh recently. "I need to stop by the Samatar's house."



"Can't it wait?" Ganesh's smile faded.



"No, it can't." Anushka took a deep breath. "I'll be back soon."



"Well, don't give them any money." Ganesh gave his wife a pat on the butt and walked past her. He couldn't help notice how round her backside had become. "Find me in the tower when you're back. I could use your help today."



"Yes, dear." Anushka turned and watched him go. She felt so torn. Ganesh needed her to be his true and faithful wife. Krishan needed her to take care of him as only a mother could. Shriya needed her protection. Karun needed her to save his marriage. And even the house needed her to keep its secrets. She took a deep breath and retrieved her purse and car keys. She'd do her best to give everyone what they needed.



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The pickup truck pulled away from the short driveway. Hansika waved to Karun as he sped off to work. She let herself into their house. Their space was filled with tasteful furniture, framed art prints, and photos of Karun and Hansika. There was a framed picture from their wedding day and another from their honeymoon hanging in the living room. Everything seemed so small and empty.



Hansika shivered as she thought about how stretched and full her pussy had been just hours ago as eighteen-year-old Krishan dumped a huge load inside her. How surreal a thing. Her thighs trembled. Jeez, she was walking around with Krishan's cum in her that very moment. Earlier that morning, she'd brushed her teeth with a womb full of teenage jizz. She'd talked calmly with her husband in their truck driving home. She eaten breakfast, with a pussy full of sperm. Hansika rushed toward her bedroom, shedding her clothes along the way.



Naked on her bed, Hansika's hand found her pussy and she rubbed at her lips and clit. She had about eight hours until Karun returned home. She intended to have many orgasms in that time. All the while thinking about enormous cocks. Thoughts about Krishan's hot load wove around thoughts about the impossibly cold cum Sunny had deposited in her vagina the day before. The boys in that house had used her for their pleasure, and she'd loved it. She'd loved it so much, she'd made a devil's bargain with a phantom. Hansika's large breasts wobbled as she brought herself to the first of many orgasms she intended to give herself that day. She screamed out in the small, empty house. When she came down from the high, her hand went right back to work.







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Catherine  opened the door. "Oh, hello, Mrs. Anderson." She smiled at the e woman and thought that Anushka looked quite worried. "Come in."

"Hello, Catherine ." Anushka stepped over the threshold and suddenly felt very tired, like the house had drained her energy. "I'd like some help."



"You would?" Catherine  nodded her head and adjusted her veil. "I trust that our wards kept the demons under control?"

"Um ..." Anushka needed to sit, she felt so exhausted. "May I?" She found a chair in the living room and sat down.

"Excuse my manners." Catherine  nodded. "May I offer you some tea?"

Anushka shook her head.

"Well, then." Catherine  sat on the couch across from Anushka, her knees pressed together under her loose dress. "What can I do for you? I'm afraid my husband is not at home."

"That's okay." Anushka leaned her head back on the headrest and looked to the side. She spotted more salt on the windowsills, with more symbols. She saw a snake symbol, and what looked like a porcupine, maybe. The details weren't great in art made of salt.

"Anushka?"

"Sorry. I'm so sleepy." Anushka's eyes found Catherine  again, and she focused on her host. Anushka decided that Catherine  was quite a beauty, and pretty smile. "I'd like to get a charm to protect my family."

"That is what we did." Catherine  nodded, her smile fading. Her client looked pale. Well, she was always pale, but more so than usual. Pallid, even. "And we're scheduled to come back on Wednesday to check up on the wards. Everything is in order there?"

"Can you please give me something for my children? To protect them. Maybe for them to wear, or put around their neck, or something?" Anushka struggled against her fatigue. She wanted nothing more than to lay her head back and take a little nap right there in that strange living room.

"Did something happen, Anushka?" Catherine  rose from the couch and moved over to her sideboard, careful to keep the housewife in her field of view. She opened a drawer and pulled out several cheesecloth sachets filled with pennyroyal, pure salt, and silver dust.

"I saw a ghost." Anushka didn't want to lie anymore, but she couldn't tell this woman the whole perverted truth. "A woman from the nineteenth century. She fornicated with her son."

"A cursed sin." Catherine  walked over to Anushka. "The son was also a ghost?"

"Yes. Of course."

"Most troublesome." Catherine  handed Anushka the sachets. "There are four bags here, one for each family member. Have each person keep the bag on them at all times." Catherine  rubbed the poor woman's shoulder. "I am beginning to see what we are dealing with. Maxamed and I will come prepared on Wednesday. We can banish these demons."

"Thank you." Anushka put the sachets into her purse and summoned all her effort to stand. "I have to get back to my husband now." She walked on trembling legs to the front door, opened it, and stepped out into the cool morning. Once outside, she felt enlivened and refreshed. She turned and smiled at Catherine , who now held the door.



"We are not wealthy, Anushka." Catherine  couldn't help but notice Anushka's changed demeanor.

"Of course." Anushka reached into her purse and retrieved thirty-five thousand, all the money she had on her. "We're a bit short on funds, too. But here, take this." She handed Catherine  the money.

"Thank you." Catherine  took the money and tucked it away in her long, formless dress. "See you in a couple days."

"Yes, see you." Anushka waved and walked back to her car with a spring in her step.

Catherine  watched her go and closed the door. She turned to go about her chores and stopped in her tracks. There on the hallway floor rested that godless, black phallus. She wrestled with her next move for several minutes, staring down at the thing. Eventually, she picked it up with a quick swipe and raced to the bathroom.

Several minutes later, as she moved the great dildo inside her tight vagina, grunting and cursing as it plowed new depths, she wondered if Anushka was somehow responsible for the dildo's reappearance. Catherine  plunged the thing into her again and again as she sat on the toilet seat, her dress around her waist. Her whole body buzzed with pleasure and she felt a near-apocalyptic orgasm approaching. She would need to dispose of this silicone nightmare, but first she needed it to give her release.



Catherine  climaxed. As her ecstasy passed, she swore she would bury the phallus in the backyard. Her vagina spasmed around the monster. But minutes later, she found herself pumping it again and letting it take her to new heights.

After her third orgasm, the dildo inexplicably disappeared again. One moment, the mass of it weighed down her hands, the next, nothing. She cleaned up and searched the whole house, but she couldn't find it anywhere. Finally, she went back to her daily chores and resolved to conquer the Anushka house on Wednesday. She and her husband would defeat the infestation that had made her do such unbecoming things.

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After college, Krishan found his mother in the study looking at the mansion blueprints. "Where's Dad?" He could see her large sideboob pressed into the edge of the desk as she hunched over to examine the plans.

"Hello, Krishan." Anushka took off her reading glasses and looked up from the desk. She blinked at her son as her thoughts returned to the present. "He's meeting some friends for a beer."



"And Shriya's doing her STEM thing." Krishan looked around the study conspiratorially. "We have the house to ourselves."

"We need to talk, Krish." Anushka stood and smoothed out her conservative, blue dress.

Krishan frowned. "I'm sorry I said those things, Mom." Krishan looked down at the floor to avoid his mother's cool stare. "Nayan wanted me to say bad things, and -"

Anushka held up her hand to cut him off. "I accept your apology. And you're not to listen to Nayan anymore, understand?"

"Yes." Krishan kept his eyes on the floor. His hands went into his pockets.

"But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about." Anushka stepped over to Krishan and placed her finger under his chin. She lifted up his face until his  eyes looked back into her brown ones. "I saw you last night."

"You ... what?" Krishan's pulse quickened. Hansika had left the door to the library open. Oh, God, he was in so much trouble. Krishan cringed.

"I saw you and Hansika in the chair." Anushka frowned. This was no easier for her to say than for Krishan to hear. "I know you've had quite the crisis with your large you-know-what and your trouble finding a suitable outlet for your pent-up stuff." Anushka took a deep breath. "But you can't go sticking it into any woman that passes by. Understand?"

Krishan nodded very slowly.

"Heavens, Krish. She's your sister-in-law." Anushka looked into his eyes and saw the pain and discomfort there. But this talk needed to happen. "I know you and Karun don't always get along, but you can never touch his wife again. Got it?"

"I'm so sorry." Krishan tried hard not to cry.

"I know, pumpkin. Come here." She pulled him into a hug and let him rest his head on her shoulder. She patted his back. "I know you're having trouble controlling your thing. Most teenage boys have these problems, you just have more going on down there than most boys. You're pretty far out on the bell curve. That's why I'll continue to help you until we can figure out an alternate solution. But no more sex, okay? Neither one of us should do that to your father."

"Okay, Mom." Krishan's hands slipped around Anushka's hips and found her round ass. He took two big handfuls and pulled her toward him. "I'm sorry about what I said." He rubbed his stiffening dick against her belly. "And I'm sorry about Hansika."

"We all make mistakes, Krish." Anushka reached her hand up and played with his hair. "You're at an age where you'll make plenty of mistakes. The important thing is that you learn." She let him rub his thing on her. The way he gripped her butt sent a shiver up her spine. "Now, I can tell you need some relief."

"Yes, please." Krishan let go of her ass as she sunk to her knees. He watched her primly fold the hem of her dress under her and gaze up at him with love and anticipation.

"Promise you'll make better decisions."

"I promise." Krishan nodded.

Anushka lightly kissed the bulge in his pants.

"Do you need a towel, Mom?" Krishan did his best to be considerate.

"No thank you, Krish. I've gotten pretty good at drinking it up." She blushed at that, unzipped his pants, and dropped them. The dark tip of his penis stuck out the top of his micro-boxers. She lowered the underwear and inhaled sharply. "I always forget just how big you are. Then I see it and ..." She leaned forward and took him into her mouth.

Fifteen minutes later, Anushka leaned back and the penis popped from her mouth. She stroked him with both hands as she looked up and caught her breath. "Are you ... close?"

Krishan shook his head.

"Gosh ... Krish." Her arms were tired. "Your father would have finished ... a long time ago."

"Let us not become ... weary in doing good, for at the proper time ... we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." Krishan smiled down at his mother as she worked him frantically. She was never more beautiful than when she tried coaxing his cum with a slightly manic look in her eye.



"Now is not the time ... ... at me." Anushka let go of his penis, stood, and carefully removed her dress. She hung it on the nearby chair, and bent over the desk, her palms on the house plans. "You can rub it on my butt." She looked over her shoulder at him. This was a dangerous move on her part, clad only in bra and underwear, her butt in the air. Krishan might not be able to resist temptation. But she needed him to let loose. "Go on, sweetie."

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"Sure, Mom." Krishan stepped behind her and brushed his fingertips down the alabaster curve of her ass. She gave one quick shiver and he thrilled to see her shake. He lowered her panties down her thighs and rested his dick along her butt crack. "You have the best ass, Mom."

"Language, young man. It's a butt ... or a backside ... or ... oooohhhhhhh ... that feels good." She pushed back at him as his dick slid along her butt and the tip pushed repeatedly into the small of her back.

Nayanthara stood in the doorway and watched mother and son. There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses. That was a good one. But Krishan's quote about patience was most apt for Nayanthara's calling. The apparition had plowed a steady course over the centuries and would continue onward, ensnaring all those in her orbit sooner or later. Nayanthara smiled and stepped into the room, her bustled dress rustling ever so slightly.



"You can spray it on me, Krish." Anushka wiggled her butt as her son slid his long rod back and forth. "Just don't get your stuff on the plans."

"I ... won't." The war in Krishan's brain between obedience and desire was over. He spun her hips and turned her around to face him, her boobs shook in her bra at the sudden movement.

"What are you doing?" Anushka stood just before him with a confused look on her face. She saw Nayanthara standing behind Krishan and her eyes widened further. "She's behind you."

"Who?" Krishan froze and looked over his shoulder. He relaxed when he saw who it was. "Nayan is friendly, remember."

"She is not." Anushka turned sideways and bent down to retrieve one of the sachets from her purse. "Go away devil. I command you to ... oh ... Krish? ... uh ... uh ... uh ..." While she bent over, panties now around her ankles, her son slid his monster into her wet vagina. It was odd how such a large thing could so easily slip inside her. She felt his fingers press into the flesh around her hips and just like that he was banging away at her backside. Her vagina stretched to accommodate him. "You ... did ... thiisssss ..." Anushka hissed at Nayanthara.

"Me?" Nayanthara arched her eyebrow in surprise. "I wouldn't deny myself the joy of watching you do this." Nayanthara smiled her sweet, innocent smile and folded her arms over her belly. "Sure, I may have helped things along with wayward Hansika a little. But you?" She slowly shook her head as Krishan increased the power of his thrusts. "For you, I only lit the path."



"Oh my gosh, it's ... happening ... ooooohhhhhhhhh." Anushka shuddered out an orgasm as Krishan's monster plundered her depths. Only minutes ago, she was so sure she'd never have sex with her son again. And now, as she recovered from her orgasm, she was actively humping back at him. Ganesh could not compete with his son. Heck, the mundanity of life couldn't compete with the thrill and passion she felt speared on that oversized penis. Was it true? Had Anushka done this to herself? She doubted it. But either way, she couldn't bring herself to care. The sachet dropped from Anushka's hand to the floor.

"Can I ...?" Krishan gritted his teeth. He was so close. "Can I do it inside?"

"I ... don't ... know ..." Another orgasm built inside Anushka. She turned her head and looked at Nayanthara who returned her gaze with an expectant smile. Anushka closed her eyes. "Yes ... Krish ... fill me all the way ... up." In a brief flash, she had an image of herself the day they moved into the Mansion. The woman she was then would never have cheated on her husband. She'd certainly never let her son consummate her adultery. She would have been disgusted at the thought of someone watching her have sex, least of all some sort of devilish apparition. She'd never dreamed of a penis the size of the one currently inside her. And, on top of all that, the woman she had been would not have played pregnancy roulette. That woman had fallen far, far down a well of lust and desire. "Fill ... me ... with your stuff."

"Thank you ... Mom." Krishan watched the rippling shockwaves move their way over her ass again and again as he smashed into her. He closed his eyes. "I'm ... cummminnnnggggg." His hips jerked on their own as his dick spouted inside his mom. He could hear Anushka shrieking as she came with him. Her high, sweet voice distorted and throaty.



A minute later, without letting him slip out of her, Anushka straightened, reached back, and caressed his narrow hips. She let out a sigh as Krishan's hands slid up her sides and cupped her boobs. Her butt fit so snugly against him, his penis wedged perfectly inside her. "I can't believe you did that, sweetie."

"Me neither." Krishan's grip on Anushka's heavy tits tightened. He bounced his hips gently against her wide butt.

"Oh my goodness, Krish," Anushka cooed. "Again? You already finished in me." But she didn't resist his movements.

"No one's home, Mom." Krishan pulled himself out of her, lowered his head a little, and held her ass cheeks apart so he could see the cum dripping from her pussy. His white stuff leaked from her splayed lips and ran down the inside of her legs. "Let's do it again."

"Okay." Anushka couldn't think up a better response. She blushed as Krishan inspected her vagina, and then let him manhandle her. Turning her around to face him again, he pushed her right leg a little to the side. She grunted when his penis slipped back into her, making a crude sound as it displaced copious amounts of sperm.

Facing each other now, the mating couple kissed. Both wrapping their arms around the other.

Anushka broke the kiss. "I've never done it standing like this." She marveled at her son's stamina and energy as he thrust his hips against hers.

Nayanthara clapped and giggled off to the side. "You are now open to all sorts of new delights, Anuska. Just you wait ..." Nayanthara burst into a fit of cheerful, sing-song laughter. "... just you wait."



An hour passed and Anushka found herself riding her son like a cowgirl on the floor. "I ... I feel like a teenager ... myself." Her bra long since discarded, she held onto her boobs and pressed them against her chest as she bounced on that long pole.

"Suck on your ... uh ... uh ... nipple." Krishan gripped her hips and helped guide the rhythm of her motion.

"I've ... never ..." Anushka added something to her list of firsts. She cupped her left breast and brought it up to her mouth. She sucked in her large pink nipple and rolled her tongue around it. The feeling was incredibly naughty and sublime.

The sight of his mom pleasuring her own boob sent Krishan over the edge. With a series of urgent grunts, he dropped another load inside Anushka.



The nipple popped out of her mouth when she felt the hot jets of cum coating her insides. "Ohhhhh, Krishhhhhhhhh." She leaned backward and let another orgasm sweep over her. Her arms flailed out to the sides with her fingers making awkward, mindless gestures. "I feel it ... I feel it ..." Anushka's whole body convulsed and her vagina rhythmically spasmed around Krishan's penis.

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A few minutes later, Anushka opened one eye and looked down at her sweet son. He looked worn out and perfectly happy. The smell of their sweat and cum hung thick in the air. She opened the other eye and a lazy smile spread across her face. "Are you ... finally ... satisfied?" She took a deep breath in and out.

"You take such good care of me." Krishan sighed.

"My little man." Anushka leaned forward and pressed her breasts against his skinny chest. She planted a kiss on his forehead and rested her cheek against his tousled blond hair. Her vagina involuntarily spasmed around the fat penis still inside her. "My very big little man."



"Can we have sex again?" Krish flexed his dick and felt his mom's pussy jerk in response.

"We have to clean up, pumpkin." But Anushka didn't really feel like moving at the moment.

"I don't mean now. I mean later." His dick jumped again and her pussy responded. What a wonderful little game he'd just discovered. "I mean, I want to keep having sex with you in the future. I don't ever want to stop."

"I bet." Anushka thought about how to handle this best. She was out of ideas. "You're a teenager, Krish. You'd put that thing in me every day, all day, if I let you."

"I mean it, Mom." Krishan held her shoulders and lifted her a little so he could look into her eyes. "I don't want to stop."

"How can I say no to that earnest face?" Anushka slowly nodded. "But, if we do this, you need to leave Hansika alone. And we have to be more careful." Anushka looked over her shoulder at the open door. "Promise?"

"I promise." Krishan offered her a wide, goofy smile and she smiled back.

"Now, let's get cleaned up." Anushka pulled off him and his penis flopped out of her vagina. She looked down between her hanging breasts at her poor slit. It gapped open and oozed sperm. "Gosh, Krish. We have a lot to clean up."

 

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A loud thump woke Krishan. He opened his eyes and blinked at the dark bedroom. His window hung open and his curtains gently wafted in the crescent moon's light. Another crash sounded somewhere in the house and Krishan tensed. He looked over to his bedroom door and could see it was open about six inches. He thought he'd closed it. He always closed it.

"You've done it now,." Vinay's voice carried down the hall. "You had to plant your seed, didn't you?" The mysterious clock started to chime the hour, and then it was silenced with a mighty crash.

Krishan trembled. He closed his eyes.

"Where is the philandering mare? Where is my wife that spreads her legs for any passing steed?" Another series of loud bangs filled the house with discordant ringing as Vinay finished off the clock. "Come out, Nayan."

A cold hand brushed Krishan's cheek and he opened his eyes. Nayanthara looked like an angel, her pale, freckled skin radiant in the moonlight. She wore a nightgown that hung open just enough for some cleavage to peek out. "We must be going, Krishan. He can sense what you did to your mother."

"What did I do?" Krishan whispered.

"Breed her, of course." Nayanthara offered a frightened, half-smile. "Come now." She took his hand and pulled him from bed.

Krishan followed the ghost, her frigid hand pressed firmly into his. He shivered, naked expect for his tight boxers.



"Remove that hateful ward so that we might escape." Nayanthara led him to the fireplace and pointed down to the salt symbol on the floor by the hearth.

"Sure." Krishan moved his bare foot toward the symbol to sweep it away, but his foot stopped just short of the salt. He tried the other foot, but still found he couldn't touch the thing. "I can't."

"That is not encouraging." Nayanthara cocked her head and stared down. The magic thing looked back up at her while it glowed its sickly, vengeful green. "It seems you have too much of the house in you already, dearie." She gave his hand a firm squeeze. "I didn't want to do this, but climb out that window. There is a ledge just outside. A perfect perch for a thin lad like you. He won't find you there."

Krishan looked at his open bedroom window.

"Go on, now." Nayanthara pulled him toward the window, but Krishan didn't move. "We haven't much time."

"I'm afraid of heights."

"Listen to me, Krish. You have so much ahead of you. But not if my dear husband gets his hands on you." She let go of his hand and lowered her nightgown, exposing her milky-white, left boob. "Come, now calm yourself." She firmly grasped Krishan's head by the back of his hair and brought his lips to her nipple.

He eagerly gulped down the cold, sweet liquid. His fear temporarily pushed aside.

"Ssshhhhhhhh." Nayanthara softly stroked his hair. "There, there, child." She gently pulled him off her breast and looked into his eyes. "Are you ready to climb the ledge now?"



"Sorry, no." Krishan shook his head.

Nayanthara sighed in exasperation. "In that case, it's into the devil's maw." She grabbed his hand again tightly and pulled him through the bedroom door and into the dark hall. A clattering crash echoed up the grand stairs from the main floor. Nayanthara crept toward the stairs. "I will get you to your mother. You'll be safe there," she whispered over her shoulder.

Loud stomping now filled the mansion, growing louder with each percussion. "And now the treachery is found." Vinay's deep voice reverberated as he climbed the stairs. "Not so much a boy as a viper in our midst. Stand aside, Nayan."

"We are found." Nayanthara froze near the top of the western stairway. She turned to Krishan and grabbed his shoulders. The faintest hint of panic filled her eyes. "Run to the west tower and lock the door behind you. Place this at the foot of the door." Nayanthara produced one of the Samatar sachets and dropped it in Krishan's hand.

"What are you going to do?" The sachet felt so heavy in Krishan's hand, like it was filled with lead. A great fatigue spread through him. The sound of footfalls neared. Krishan could now see a tall, broad shadow climbing the east stairway with resolute purpose.

"I will delay poor Vinay." Nayanthara gave Krishan a sad smile and turned toward her husband. "Run," she whispered.

Krishan turned and fled down the hall. Behind him he could hear harsh words.

"If it was always murder in your heart, you might have simply run me through with a steel." Vinay's voice lowered. "We'd all be better off. Out of the way."

"If you want him, the path lies through me." Nayanthara sounded resigned.

"Very well," Vinay's voice was now almost a snake's hiss.

Krishan hopped up the stairs to the tower, opened his sister's door, and closed it behind him. When he dropped the sachet like instructed, he felt his energy return to him. He could no longer hear what they were saying, but soon the muffled sounds of violence filtered through the door.

"Krish?" Shriya sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Shriya?" Krishan walked toward the bed on trembling legs. "Do you hear that?"

"No." Shriya cocked her blonde hair to the side and listened. "No, I don't hear anything."

"Really?" Krishan could still hear the scuffle from the second floor. He took a deep breath. It was reassuring that his sister couldn't hear it. It made Vinay seem much farther away. "Look, I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Like when we were kids?" Shriya smiled groggily and lifted her blanket. She was wearing warm pajamas under the covers. "Sure, Krish." She patted the sheet next to her. She watched her skinny brother climb into bed with her. She turned away from him and lay down on her side.

"Thanks." Krishan snuggled up to her back and put his arm over her side, careful not to touch her breasts. This was more than comforting. The sounds from below died away. They lay, spooning in the quiet for a while.

"Krish?" Shriya's voice was a sleepy whisper.

"Yeah?"

"You're poking me with your thing." The way she said it was very matter of fact. They were twins, and there wasn't any reason for pretense between them.

"Sorry." Krishan turned to his other side. He felt bad that he was hard in his sister's bed, but as the terror faded away, and her warmth and smell surrounded him, he couldn't help himself.

"It's okay. It was just a little uncomfortable." She flipped over to spoon him and dbangd her arm over his side. "The nightmare will be gone in the morning. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Krishan already felt the nightmare receding in his sister's embrace.

Soon, they were both softly snoring.

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The faint glow of morning infused the circular tower room as Shriya woke. She stretched and crawled out of bed. Autumn had settled in outside and the room gave her a chill. She was happy for her pajamas. She walked to the door on her way to bathroom. Before opening the door, she bent down and picked up the little cheesecloth bag on the floor. It had the same herb smell as the one her mother had given her. Shriya shrugged, Anushka must have given one to Krishan too and he dropped it while running from his nightmare. Their mother was really taking the haunting thing seriously.

Shriya opened the door and tossed the little sachet on a nearby shelf. She padded down the stairs in her bare feet. The soft ticking of a clock followed her down the hall. Everything was clean, quiet, and muted in the dawn. Just as it should be.

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The pickup truck pulled out of their short driveway. Hansika stood out on her front step, waving to her husband as he sped off to work. She turned and entered her house, closing the front door behind her. Normally, this was the point in the morning when she'd get some coffee and read the news. Instead, she bolted for the bedroom.

Within a minute, she was naked on her bed, with her hand working her pussy furiously. Images of young cocks danced before her eyes. She thought of Sunny and his cruel good looks. Her memories of her time in the locked room were shrouded in fog. But she did recall the moment he'd jammed his penis in her reluctant pussy. It had only taken about thirty seconds of his pistoning for her to realize what she'd missed out on when she'd married Karun. She'd wound up eagerly taking Sunny in positions she'd never before dreamed of. It was so good that she'd begged him for more.



Sunny was a revelation. But Krishan's bigger cock was the image that played a refrain in her mind as she worked herself to a morning orgasm. Such a contrast to Karun and Sunny, Krishan was sweet and clearly afflicted with a puppy-dog crush on his brother's wife. And his cock hit all the right places so very deep inside her. Hansika squealed out an orgasm as she thought of riding him. She needed to do it again.

Naked and sweaty, Hansika leaned over and grabbed her phone from her bedside table. She dialed Krishan's number. It was still early so he probably hadn't left for college yet. As the phone rang, her heart thumped in her chest. It went to voicemail. "Um ... Krish ... hello, it's SIL. I ... um ... we ... we have to talk. Call me back." She hung up and dropped the phone on the bed next to her. Her hand snaked back down past her blonde bush. Her fingers slipped inside her and she worked herself toward another orgasm.

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On Wedding day …


It was the following morning, the day of the wedding. I woke up early around 07:30, Jai was still fast asleep. I couldn't resist watching the video of Shraddha again. Watching her masturbate for her future brothers in law was something special. I was going to watch the 2nd video of the mind-blowing sex from the night before but Jai started to wake.





"What the fuck did we do last night?" Jai said groggily, "Did that really happen?"


"Yes Bro," I answered as he looked at me in astonishment. Then he started to moan, "We're so fucked if this gets out, our wives will leave us and take the kids, Shaun will never speak to us again."


I reminded him that it was his idea to start with that had led to that outcome. I had a slight worry about my wife finding out but I was pretty sure we could keep it hidden. We just had to be careful. In a calm voice I told him, "Stop moaning what's done is done, just keep quiet and tell no one."


As we continued discussing the night before I received a text from Shraddha asking, "what time I would have the money for the photographer?" I remember her saying he was coming at 11:00 around the same time as the bridal party.


I reply, "I'll head to the cash machine now and drop it round to her room before anyone else arrives."


I threw on some clothes and let Jai know I was away to get the cash for Shraddha. Jai agreed to transfer his half of the money to me directly later, for now though he was going to get another couple of hours sleep before we had to start getting ready and head to the church.





Working in a bank had its benefits like a debit card with an increased withdrawal limit. I got the cash, a couple of coffees to take away and headed back to the hotel. As I approached her room, I started to get nervous about what to say or how she'd react now we were both completely sober.


It was around 09:00 when I got to her room. I knocked on the door and she opened up. She looked amazing in a pink silk nightie which hangs just below her bum. Her red hair was immaculate and she was looking as fresh as the morning dew. I started to feel an erection growing in my pants as I watched her walk across the room. I tried to think of an excuse to get out quickly.


Then she just said in an innocent way, "So last night, that was interesting, how are you feeling this morning?"


"Not too bad, but Jai's freaking out a bit, he's worried Samira will find out and leave him." I said cautiously.





"Look I have no intention of telling Samira and I won't be telling Bhumi so no need for you to worry either" she replied in a calm manner then continued "I enjoyed myself towards the end, it was an experience I wasn't expecting and have no intention of Shaun finding out, the agreement stays between the 3 of us."


I was happy with what she said and decided to stay. We had our coffees and talked about the plans for later that day. It seemed like an obvious conversation and a distraction from what we had done the night before.


She sat on the edge of the bed cross legged. Her feet barely touched the floor. I couldn't take my eyes off her as her nightie had ridden up her leg revealing most of her thigh. Pale with a few freckles it looked smooth and ready to be investigated by me.





I glanced up and saw she was looking at me with that alluring smile of hers. I quickly looked elsewhere hoping not to have been caught. She continued talking about her day and how she was going to enjoy seeing old friends and family.


My eyes begin to wander back down her body starting with her sleek neck, past the thin straps of the nightie clinging to her shoulders, round the outline of those pert tits, her nipples pointing through the thin material of her nightie. I continued down following the curve of her hips round to her bum and then I was back to the naked thigh.


She must have noticed as she changed the conversation back to the night before again. She talked about taking anal for the first time and being with 2 men at the same time.


"So how much did you enjoy it?" I inquisitively ask.


She bit her lip and looked straight at me and replied with passion in her voice "It was like an experience I could never imagine. The way you and Jai just totally owned my body it was incredible!"



She paused for a minute then continued "I love Shaun but he's boring in the bedroom, he hardly ever wants sex, he just wants blow jobs. He never makes me orgasm because he's too quick or just thinking about himself. You though, you had stamina. I'd never had a multiple orgasm until last night."


I'm left bemused and ask her "Why are you telling me this?"


She replied seductively "I need a better sex life."


Then she turned around and walked over to the bottom of the bed, she knelt on the edge, then slowly leaned forward, the further forward she went the more of her curvaceous bum became visible as her silk nightie slowly rode up her body.


She dropped down to her elbows, then lay her face softly against the mattress. Once comfortable she beckons me forward stating, "You have 1 hour to do whatever you want."





My cock was throbbing in pants, my mind was racing, what the hell do I do? I thought to myself. This amazing opportunity is being presented to me again. Do I leave and stick to our original agreement or do I have another turn on this curvaceous sexy body bent over waiting in front of me?

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It didn't take me long to decide, petite women have always been my weakness, it was always going to be hard to say no.


I walked towards her peach shaped bottom whilst removing my trousers and pants in a hurry, I stood there rubbing my cock between her love lips. Then I dropped to my knees and started lapping at her clit and love lips like a cat with its favourite cream.





She was soon very wet and I wanted inside her, I stood up and slowly slid my cock into her waiting vagina and she began to moan as a few inches slowly penetrated her. "deeeepppeeerrr," she screamed out.


Looking at the clock I knew I didn't have enough time to savour her body as I had the night before, so I thrust myself forward as all 7 inches of my manhood disappeared inside her. After 5 minutes of constant balls deep penetration "Aaaaaaaaa!" she suddenly screamed out in ecstasy as she had her first orgasm of the morning.


"Shraddha you need to be quieter, what if another guest hears you?" I cautiously asked while fucking her through her orgasm.


Sternly she replied, "I don't care just don't stop."





Looking down I saw her perfect pink rosebud opening and closing between each thrust. I spat onto my fingers and slowly inserted my index finger into her anus, another loud moan escaped her body.


I inserted a second finger into her anus as she continued to moan with pleasure. I pulled my cock out and dropped to my knees again, this time aiming my tongue straight at her rosebud, "Oh we're going there again are we?" she said passionately.


I didn't reply. My mouth was far too busy as I take turns between tonguing her anus and cramming as many fingers as possible in there, I was now up to 4 which were sliding in and out quite easily with the amount of saliva and pussy juice to use.


I pushed my fingers into a point with my thumb tucked in and tried to push my whole hand into her. I felt her shake and heard her gasp as my knuckles fought to get in. I wanted as much in her as I could get, I wanted to see her gape but the fist would not go.


I switched to my left hand and easily was able to get 4 fingers into her again. I then also inserted my index finger from my right hand followed by 3 more, I wondered how far I could actually stretch out her anus as I had now managed to gape her hole.





I removed my fingers and spat into her gaping hole as it started to seal, I quickly inserted the 3 central fingers from both hands into her anus and slowly started to stretch her out. I had a quick look at the clock and noticed time was against me.


I stood up, taking my fingers out her anus and replacing them with my aching cock, I started thrusting into her as deep as I could, "Aaaaaaa!" she screams as she orgasms again and collapses forward my cock slides out of her to my disappointment. She was now lying flat out and face down on the bed.





"I'm not finished yet!" I instructed her as I knelt either side of her legs and parted her bum cheeks, I slid my cock down from her coccyx to the entrance of her anus and stabbed forward, then quickly I built into a rhythm. I started to fuck her wildly, I didn't have long left and I needed to cum.


After 5 minutes of constant anal pounding, I grunt and shoot stream after stream of cum into this beautiful woman's ass, the woman who is away to marry my little brother in just a few hours. I pull her nightie back down and wipe myself off on it and roll over to catch my breath.





After a few minutes the time hits me, with panic in my voice, "shit the bridal party will be here soon." I quickly got dressed and headed for the door. I looked back, Shraddha is slowly and shakily getting back to her feet. "I suppose I better have a shower," she says and smiles at me.


I smiled back and said nothing, leaving the room quickly I headed back to my own room. I walk in and find Jai fast asleep still. I woke him and told him he'd need to go get ready soon. Once he had left I finally played the 2nd video of the night before thinking how much more I would love to do to her and how much she would actually let me do if I tried.


It was time to start getting ready for the wedding, so I jumped in the shower. Standing there with the water bouncing off me, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for me.

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The bus was most of the way to college when Krishan noticed the missed call and voicemail. He listened to Hansika's message. When the bus let the students off at high college, Krishan hung back and then bolted through some trees and caught one of the side streets that ran behind the college. His brother's place was only about a ten-minute walk. He could skip first period. Maybe even second if he had to. He texted Hansika to let her know he'd be there soon. Hansika texted Krishan back that she couldn't wait to see him, with a heart emoji.


Karun's house was on a quiet cul-de-sac, lined with small, boxy homes. Krishan huffed and puffed as he walked up the front drive. He rang the doorbell and waited only about five seconds before the door swung open. Hansika stood in a tight tank top and yoga pants. Her curves bulged under her clothes. Krishan tried to keep his eyes up on her pretty, eyes.



"Hello, Krishan. You skipping college?" Hansika stuck her head out and looked around the neighborhood. Satisfied that no one watched them, she waved Krishan inside and closed the door behind them.

"Um ... yeah." Krishan looked around the small house. He could see most of the first floor from his spot by the door. Karun's place seemed so tiny compared to what Krishan was used to at Mansion.

"That's so very unlike you, Krish." Hansika's face brightened in a shy smile. "Karun and I always used to skip to go ... well, you know ... hang out." She reached up with her left hand and twisted a strand of her blonde hair. Her wedding ring twinkled at Krishan. "When I called, I didn't think you'd come right over. Not that I'm not happy. I mean ... it's fine. I mean ... want some coffee?" Hansika frowned and shook her head. "No, you don't drink coffee. Of course. Um ..." She'd never in her life been nervous around Krishan before. Having her shy, eighteen-year-old brother-in-law over felt like hosting some celebrity.

"Maybe some water?" Krishan awkwardly stuffed his hands in his pants pockets. He followed her into the kitchen, allowing his eyes to take in her wide, rolling butt under the stretched spandex. Krishan was used to feeling timid around Hansika. He'd had a crush on her forever, and she'd always gazed right past him. He realized that this was the first time he'd looked forward to visiting his brother's house. It was such a familiar place, but so different in that moment. "You look really great, Han."

"You think so?" She looked over her shoulder at him from the sink with one eyebrow arched hopefully. "Thanks." She filled a glass up at the faucet and turned toward Krishan.

"Before you say anything, I guess I have to tell you that I can't ... um ... do any more stuff with you. Like we did in the library." Krishan took the glass from her and took a step back. He held it but didn't drink.

"Really?" Hansika's face fell. She looked like a kid that'd just seen her ice cream cone drop to the floor. She dropped her eyes to the tile near her bare feet. "Did you get back together with your girlfriend?"

"What?" Krishan cocked his head in confusion.

"You know. The last time we ... did stuff. I was helping you get over your breakup." A sad smile passed over her face. "I've been through a few breakups myself. I know that you often get right back together. You know Karun and I broke up for a while when we were dating."

"Yeah." Krishan nodded. "I got back together with my girlfriend." It felt odd referring to his mom as his girlfriend, even if it was obliquely. But the more he rolled the idea over in his mind, the more he liked it.

"Well good." Hansika tried to be mature about this as she ignored the longing between her legs. "I mean ... that's good ... I'm happy for you. And I love Karun. What we did was ... wrong." She looked back up into Krishan's young, handsome face.

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure says not to do that for a bunch of different reasons." Krishan didn't want to tell her they'd been spotted by his mom. He didn't want to explain that his mom was going to have more sex with him as long as he didn't screw it up again.

"Okay. Well then ... I guess we know where we stand." Hansika nodded slowly and stepped toward Krishan to show him out, frown lines furrowing her face. "You better get back to college." She reached out and patted his blond hair, the most platonic gesture she could think of.

Krishan thought about Nayanthara and how she'd faced down Vinay for him. He hadn't seen her since. He didn't even know if she was okay. He remembered the fear in Nayanthara's eyes as he'd run away. The apparition hadn't risked herself so Krishan could lead a boring goody-two-shoes life. Krishan was doing what his mom wanted but letting Nayanthara down. You couldn't please everyone all the time.

"Come on, you better get on your -" Hansika's eyes bulged as Krishan pressed his lips to hers. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she moaned. She felt his hands press into the small of her back and pull her up against him. Her large curves pressed against the slender teenager. She felt a bit oafish with their mismatched sizes, but that thought quickly floated away. Her arms moved around his shoulders.



They made out in the kitchen for a while.

Krishan broke the kiss and unbuttoned his pants. "I'm sorry, but I've always loved you." He dropped his pants and lowered his micro-boxers. "I know I shouldn't do this, but I can't help it. Karun's such an idiot, I can't believe he married someone as perfect as you."

"Oh, God, Krish." Hansika's eyes stared at the long, thick cock that cantilevered out from Krishan's narrow frame. "I ... can't help it either." She pulled him into another embrace and bent her neck down to plant small lingering kisses. His dick burrowed itself between her thighs. She could feel the heat of it through her yoga pants. She nibbled on his ear and thrilled when a little moan escaped his lips. "Just do me a favor and don't say mean things about Karun anymore." She swirled her tongue in his ear and listened to him whimper. "We probably shouldn't mention him at all. Not while we're ... alone together."

"Okay." Krishan nodded and his hands took a tight grip on her ass. His hips started moving, rubbing his dick between her legs.

"And ..." She looked down on him and gave him a quick kiss on the nose. "This isn't love. You have a crush. And I ..." She kissed him quickly on the lips. "When this is all over, I'm going back to your brother. I'll always be with your brother. Understand?"

"I guess." Krishan tried not to let his disappointment show.

"Don't be sad." Hansika sunk down to her knees. "Let's turn that frown upside down." She opened her mouth wide and swallowed his cockhead. This boy had such unbridled power between his legs. It was a thrill to please it. To please him. She bounced her head back and forth and reached for his balls. They were full and ready. She couldn't believe she'd taken all that cum inside her the first time they had sex. Krishan had left so much in her that she'd leaked well into the morning. Was she really ready to let him dump another load in her pussy? Goodness, she'd probably be leaking when Karun got home from work.



"That feels ... really good ." Krishan watched his brother's beautiful wife bury more and more of his dick down her throat. She was a natural. Soon it was almost all the way in. Her eyes watered as she looked up at him. She might say it wasn't love. But if it wasn't, there was something very near to love in her eyes as she looked up at him and slurped on his dick.

It took ten minutes of impossibly long strokes with her mouth before Krishan's balls began rhythmically pulsing under Hansika's fingers. "Mmmmmpppphhhhh." She wanted to cheer him on. To tell him to let it all out. But her speech was somewhat compromised.

"I want to ..." Krishan took a fistful of her blonde hair and pulled her off his dick. He looked down on her pouty lips as she gasped for air. "... cover you."

"Really?" Hansika let Karun cum on her sometimes. But she suspected this would be very different. She continued to caress his churning balls while Krishan stroked his cock inches from her face. "Do it," she whispered and closed her eyes.

"Oh ... .. aaaaahhhhhhhhhh." Krishan exploded and watched as shot after shot of cum landed on Hansika's perfect face.



"Ewwww ... Krish ... there's so much." The hot liquid splashed over her. When she opened her mouth to talk, she could taste the salty stuff. It had a dark, pungent flavor. So different from any other man she'd been with. She stuck out her tongue and tried to catch as much as she could in her mouth. She surprised herself by swallowing it. When he finished, she released his balls and wiped the cum from her eyes.

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"You look ... amazing,." Krishan looked down at her as she squinted her eyes open. He'd wanted to cover her and he certainly had.

"I'm sure I look disgusting." She wiped her hands on her yoga pants and stood up. "I thought we were going to have sex again, but this is probably better." She turned and walked to the sink. "I better get cleaned up."

"You're so beautiful." Krishan took in her hourglass figure from behind. He kicked away his pants and underwear and stepped up behind her.

"What are you -?" Hansika grasped the counter as Krishan pulled down her pants and panties to her thighs. "I know teenagers can go and go, but -" She bit her lip as the bulbous head pushed up against her slit. She expected him to struggle finding her hole, but he knew what he was doing. He had a girlfriend, Hansika reminded herself. "Oooooohhhhhhhhh." She marveled that she could accommodate his size and worried that Karun might notice if his brother wrecked her pussy. She braced herself against the counter and absorbed his thrusts from behind.

"Your ... butt ... is ... perfect." Krishan punctuated each word with a thrust deep inside her. He watched her backside wobble and shake. He tightened his grip on her hips and slammed harder.



"Thank ... you ... Krish." Hansika blinked her eyes as cum dripped down past her eyebrows. She could see out the window above the sink. One of the neighborhood wives walked her dog down the street. Hansika prayed the dog-walker wouldn't look into the house and see Hansika, covered in cum, getting ravaged by a teenager. The dog-walker moved on down the street without noticing. "We can't do this ... uh ... uh ... here."

"Where?" Krishan didn't stop his wild pace. The sound of slapping skin on skin filled his ears.

"Anywhere ... but ... oooohhhhhh ... no windows." The thought of getting caught by the neighbors sent surges of panic and added adrenaline. The world had suddenly gone very crazy.

"Okay." Krishan pulled out and led her by the hand to the hallway. He found her quite pliable and put her on her hands and knees. She still had her tank top on and her yoga pants a third of the way down her legs. "I never want to stop." He dropped to his knees and slid back into her pussy. His hips quickly accelerated back to full speed.

"Me ... either," Hansika squealed. Her first orgasm swept over her and she gritted her teeth. She looked down at the hardwood floor and watched Krishan's cum drip off her and splatter below. What a mess. And she wanted it messier still.



A little while later, Krishan grunted out his second orgasm, coating her insides.

Hansika shrieked when she felt the hot stuff fill her up. As her orgasm passed, Krishan pulled out of her and fell on his back just inside the carpeted living room. She crawled next to him, rolled onto her back, and looked over to see his cock finally deflating. Even soft, it was still so jarringly large resting on his trim belly. "Well, now that you're back with your girlfriend, we're both in trouble." She dbangd her arm over her eyes, she didn't want Krishan to look at her sweaty, cum-covered mess of a face.

"What do you mean?" Despite Hansika's words, Krishan couldn't stop smiling. Mating his sister-in-law was pure rapture.

"You cheated on your girlfriend, and I cheated on my husband. I won't tell if you don't tell." She smiled behind her arm at the ridiculousness of what they'd done. Hansika could feel the cum leak out of her used pussy onto the carpet, but she didn't care. She'd get a steam cleaner or something before Karun got home. That was still many hours away.



"I should probably get back to college." Krishan sat up and looked around the room for his clothes. His eyes rested on the leather recliner and he gawked at it. His brother sat in that very seat all the time, drinking his beer and watching TV. Just a few feet away.

"That sounds more like the Krish I know." Hansika sat up and grabbed her rumpled tank top. She wiped her face with it, but knew she was still a complete mess. Her large boobs pressed against her thighs as she watched Krishan stand and get dressed. "college is so important," she said in a lightly mocking voice. "I'm Krish the nerd and I'd rather do math than spend time with a woman."

"You sound like Karun." Krishan pulled his shirt over his head and looked down at her with a frown. He sat down on the edge of the recliner and pulled on his socks.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Hansika pulled her knees further up to her chest, warding off the uncomfortable moment. "I was just teasing. I didn't mean to -"



"It's fine." Krishan dropped his eyes. "Don't worry about it. I gotta go." He walked to the front door, put on his shoes and left his brother's house. With any luck, he'd get to college in time for lunch.

"Bye, Krish," Hansika called to the slamming door. She stood and slowly moved toward the stairs. She was very sore. The young man had ridden her hard. "Way to kill the mood, Hansika," she said to herself. Krishan was always such a sensitive boy. She'd have to be more careful in the future.

~~

After the twins returned home from college, Anushka left Ganesh to the plumbing and went to help Krishan in his bathroom upstairs.

"Oh ... Mom ... it's coming out." Krishan gazed into her warm, brown eyes as she swallowed his cum. Anushka hadn't yet figured out how to take him deep in her throat like Hansika had, but the way her lips stretched around his dickhead was a total delight for Krishan.

"Mmmmpppppphhh." Anushka greedily gulped down Krishan's salty mess.

After Krishan finished, Anushka sent him to go do homework, cleaned his stuff off her chin, and rejoined her husband in the west main floor bathroom. Was this going to be an aftercollege routine? Anushka suspected that it might be.



"How was their day?" Ganesh didn't look up at his lovely wife as he stared at the leaky shutoff valve under the sink. He figured his wife had left him to check in on the twins.

"Oh, you know how high college is." Anushka cleared her throat with a delicate cough. "Some days can be frustrating."

"You're talking about Krish?" Ganesh shook his head. He'd have to switch the main water shutoff again if he couldn't get this thing to stop dripping. "Hand me that wrench, please." He held his hand behind him.

Anushka handed Ganesh the wrench and leaned her wide hip against the wall. "Yes, I was talking about Krish."

Ganesh grimaced as he tightened the valve. "I worry about that boy sometimes. I used to think he needed sports or a girlfriend, but now that we've all seen what he's got down there ... Well, he can't exactly run up and down a soccer field with that thing bouncing back and forth."

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Anushka pictured her little man running naked down a soccer field with his monstrous package swaying from side to side. She smiled at the thought. "No," Anushka agreed.


"And what girl would want to be with something that large?" Ganesh shook his head and released the pressure on the wrench. The leak stopped. He'd done it. "I worry about him with girls, Anu."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. I'm sure some girls would be interested." Anushka blushed. She could still taste her son's salty effluence on her tongue. 

"Point made, Anu. I trust His plan." Ganesh turned to look up at his wife. She looked so radiant and beautiful. Truly full of life. He smiled. "You always seem to -" A whining hiss came from the valve and then a spray of water. "Shit. Shit, shit, shit." Ganesh stood, pushed past Anushka and raced down the hall toward the main shutoff in the basement.

Anushka sighed and went to get some towels. They were going through a lot of towels lately.

~~

That afternoon was when Krishan finally started to panic about Nayanthara. He searched the entire house and found nothing out of the ordinary. He listened for that telltale ticking clock, but it was gone. He'd hoped Nayanthara would return when he'd had sex with Hansika that morning, but she hadn't. Then, his mom blew him after college, and he thought Nayanthara would definitely show up to encourage or congratulate him. But nothing.

Could Nayanthara be hurt? Did she need his help? Starting in the basement, Krishan searched every inch of the house. Except, of course, for the locked room and the hidden stairway. He couldn't get into either of those places. He finished his search in the empty west tower room. Nothing.

"Nayan?" Krishan walked up to one of the slightly curved windows and watched the reds and purples of the setting sun over the prairie. "Nayanthara?" There was no reply.

~~

At dinner, Ganesh and Shriya talked politics while Anushka sipped her red wine and Krishan glumly pushed around broccoli on his plate. He felt a tap on his ankle and looked up. His mom had just kicked him lightly with her bare foot to get his attention.

"You okay, Krish?" Anushka raised an eyebrow. "Is everything ...?" She subtly nodded toward his crotch under the table. Ganesh and Shriya continued their conversation, oblivious to the other half of the family. "Is everything good with you? Physically, I mean?" She could feel her cheeks grow hot, but it was a mother's duty to look after the welfare of her son.

"No, I'm okay with that right now." Krishan quickly glanced at his bloviating father and then back to his mom with that shy smile on her face. "I'm just ..." He sighed. "Never mind. Can I be excused? I have a bunch of homework."

"Sure thing, pumpkin." Anushka frowned and watched Krishan take his plate into the kitchen.

"Bye, Mom." Krishan walked back through the kitchen and out to the hall. His dad and sister continued their conversation, ignoring him.

"Bye, sweetie." Anushka's eyes followed his skinny butt as it disappeared out the door. Teenagers were so moody. One moment, he's smiling down at her as she gulped his semen. The next, he's barely making eye contact and disappearing to his room. She shook her head. Things were complicated. She'd give him some space and then check in with him tomorrow. That set Anushka's mind in motion. Tomorrow the Samatars were coming over for their one-week follow-up. What did she need to do to prepare? Anushka started a mental list.

~~

On the bus ride to college the next day, Krishan listened to another voicemail Hansika had left him. It was clear from the timing, that she was waiting for Karun to go to work before risking the call.

"Hello, Krish. I'm ... sorry about how yesterday ended." Her voice was thin and reedy on the recording. "I didn't mean to ... the last thing I'd do ... well, I'm just really sorry. Okay? I haven't always been there for you. But ... I'd really like to see you. If you feel like cutting college again, I'm at home. Okay, bye."

Krishan sighed. He wasn't that angry at her for teasing him. But he wasn't feeling great about it either. The real feeling eating at him was his worry for Nayanthara. He felt sick with dread that something terrible had happened to her. He texted Hansika back. Busy with college today. I'll check in later. He added an emoji of a dog skateboarding for good measure.

"There is a darkening in this house. Do you feel it?" Maxamed eyed his wife as they set up their communication circle in the empty west tower. She wore her normal veil and flowing dress, but something about her outfit irked Maxamed. Maybe it was the immodesty of her wrists. He could see an awful lot of brown skin just below the sleeves. He frowned and continued to pour his salt lines on the old hardwood.

"I feel it." Catherine  nodded with solemnity at her husband. "We dealt the demons a blow last week. This week I think we will wipe them from this Earth."

"Yes, indeed." Maxamed finished his lines and sat cross legged in the circle, careful not to stretch his suit trousers. He tossed his black tie over his shoulder. He thought of the inhabitants of this house. The children away at college. The husband and wife blissfully minding their own business fixing the bathroom downstairs. And all the others that dwelled in this space. He looked at the flat black dreamstone they'd placed at the center of the circle and thought he could see a faint vision. It was a solar system of spirits. A fertile feminine planet, with so many moons. A large, frigid outer planet, quite masculine and on an erratic elliptical path. And other small celestial bodies, quickly gliding around a large dark, pulsing star. Maxamed often got his visions in this way, a translation of what is and was. He tried to use the demons from his vision to locate the demons in this house. "Sit with me, woman."

"Yes." Catherine  moved inside the salt circle and sat cross-legged opposite the dreamstone from her husband. She watched the matte, black stone, ready for whatever vision ,.' would bestow. The next thing she knew, her husband and the room were gone and she stood in the library doorway downstairs. Catherine  had never had a vision this strong before. She sucked in her breath and blinked. Trying to bring herself back to the room with her husband, but she could not.

The walls were hung with strange portraits she'd not seen before. The lighting flickered and she looked at a sconce on the wall. She recognized the whale oil lamp from her books on history. A loud slapping sound startled Catherine  and she slunk further into the shadows of the doorway. She peeked down the hall to see a large man shaking a  woman by the shoulders.

"You're nothing but a bitch in heat." The man let go of her shoulders and backhanded her across her pretty, freckled face.

The woman fell to her knees. "It wasn't me, Vinay. It was the house." She looked up at him, wilting on the floor. Tears ran down her  cheeks and caught the lamplight. "This house wants something from us."

"Where's the boy?" Vinay loomed over her, with dark, black eyes and a drooping black mustache.

"Please, he's only nineteen." The woman's hands went to her belly and Catherine  noticed for the first time that under her long, flowing dress, she carried a pregnant belly.



Vinay reached down and slapped her again. She cried out and fell sideways, now lying prone on the floor.

"You're a smart woman, Mrs. Samatar." A voice just over Catherine 's shoulder nearly gave her a heart attack.

"Who's there?" Catherine  turned to look back into the dark library. Standing just a few feet behind her in the shadows of the unlit room was the same woman that was lying out in the front hall. Except, this version of the woman was not pregnant. She looked deathly pale, and she had cuts and bruises wherever her long-dress left her skin exposed.

"I am  Nayanthara ." Nayanthara gave the dark-skinned woman a little curtsy. "And as I said, you are smart. What do you witness out in my hall?"

Catherine  looked back out the doorway and saw the man grab a fist full of the other Nayanthara's collar and hoist her up in the air.

"The boy?" Vinay hissed.

"Never," the hallway Nayanthara said.

Catherine  turned back to the library Nayanthara with wide eyes. "The birth of demons," she whispered.

"Poetic." Nayanthara's smile would have been pretty but for the oozing blood and missing teeth. "And not far off. Vinay is a monster of the first order. I tried to stop him, but I could not. I only delayed him. And now I am weakened, Mrs. Samatar. Most feeble." Nayanthara let out a raspy cough. It sounded like she had fluid in her lungs.

"I will not help you, demon." Catherine  knew of demonic tricks. She looked back into the hall where Vinay choked hallway Nayanthara with both hands, her feet dangling above the floor. Hallway Nayanthara sputtered two words. "The ... baby ..."

"What do I care for another's vile babe?" Vinay lowered his right hand and unbuckled his belt. "You behave the trollop. I'll treat you as a trollop." He lowered his trousers.

"Sickening." Catherine  turned away from the scene in the hall and stepped into the room, closer to the library Nayanthara. "You planted that hellish phallus in my home."

"Your husband brought it into your home." Nayanthara shook her head slowly. She reached her hands to her belly, but there was no pregnancy there to protect. "And I don't control such things."

"I will not help you." Catherine  closed her eyes and willed herself back to her husband.

"I ask not for myself. I ask for the boy." Nayanthara sighed in exasperation. "I am stuck here and cannot help him."

"I will not help your demon child." Catherine 's words bit into Nayanthara.



"Not that boy." Nayanthara's voice began to fade. "Krishan. Go to him and see that he is safe. Do whatever you must to comfort him."

"What?" But it was too late. First a surge of heat flashed quickly through her slim body, then a wave of nausea swept over Catherine  and she was back in the tower room with her husband. She pitched sideways and lost consciousness.

"Catherine ?" Maxamed rose quickly. His wife had fainted. A wind blew through the circular room and spread the salt all about the floor. Maxamed could feel a great evil receding. Whatever his wife had done, it had worked. "Catherine ?" He felt her pulse and it was strong, thank ,.'. He lifted her up and carried her downstairs.

Behind him the matte stone shook and cracked. Pulsing red fissures spread along the black mineral in meandering paths. The glowing red embedded in the rock looked almost like living veins.

~~

"Where am I?" Catherine  opened her eyes to find herself in a strange bedroom, lying on top of the covers on an unknown bed. She smiled when her eyes focused and found the concerned face of her husband. Ganesh and Anushka also looked on by the foot of the bed.

"You're in our guest bedroom." Anushka's half-smile was weak and worry etched itself in lines on her face.

"What ..." Catherine  tried to sit up but her head fell back on the pillow, pushing her veil down on her forehead. She reached up to adjust it with trembling hands. "... happened?"



"I am not sure." Maxamed watched his wife very closely. "You seem to have expended a great energy to rid this house of the demons that plagued it. I've never seen such a thing before. You even broke our dreamstone. I've tested the house thoroughly with every instrument we possess. This house is now clean." A faint, proud smile passed across his dark lips. "Can you walk? It is time to fetch the children from your mother's."

"I don't think so." Catherine  tried to lift herself again, but she found that a deep fatigue had settled in her bones. "Perhaps you pick up the children and I'll rest here for a little while?"

"Yes." Anushka nodded and looked for confirmation at her frowning husband. "We would be happy to have you stay. Wouldn't we Ganesh?"

Ganesh grumbled. He was ready to be done with this circus. But he nodded his assent.

"I'll bring you some soup and you can rest until you regain your strength." Anushka nodded again, happy to have something to offer these helpful people. "You can even stay the night, if it suits you."

"We could not impose." Maxamed eyed the woman and her hospitality with suspicion. "But if you would care to make a donation, that would be very much appreciated. We performed a difficult task here." He actually had no idea how his wife had done what she'd done, but it did indeed seem difficult.

"We're a little short on funds." Anushka shrugged and gave Maxamed an apologetic smile.

Maxamed nodded his accord. "We do have such needs."

A faint snore came from the bed. Maxamed, Ganesh, and Anushka all looked back at Catherine . She'd drifted off to sleep.



"I will fetch my children now." Maxamed looked around the guest bedroom, and then pressed his lips together. "I will call in two hours' time. If my wife still sleeps, I will take you up on your hospitality. There are no more demons in this house. She may rest at ease."

"Of course." Anushka nodded. "We'll take good care of her."

"Thank you." Maxamed turned for the door. He had to collect his equipment, drive over to his mother-in-law's house, take his children home, feed them, bathe them, and put them to bed. It was not father's work, but he could make do for one night. His wife deserved a good rest after what she'd accomplished.

~~

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Krishan marched up Mansion's front walk. He passed weeds and decomposing pavers. His twin, Shriya, walked quickly ahead of him. She wanted to call her boyfriend or something. Behind him the sounds of the college bus driving away faded. Krishan suddenly felt queasy as the ground shifted under him. He blinked his eyes and was no longer in the same place. He stopped and tightened his grip on his backpack straps, looking around in the gloom.

A chill ran down Krishan's spine. How had it gotten dark so quickly? He looked around to see that his initial take was wrong. Actually, he was in the same place. He stood on the front walk, but it was nighttime. The mansion belched out orange, glowing lights from its windows. Around him, instead of weeds, he could see flowers bobbing in the breeze.

"Out of the way, boy." A harsh man's voice split the silence behind Krishan. "The Lady's had an accident." The man shoved Krishan to the side.

"Who?" Krishan tripped and fell into the flowers. Now seated on his butt, Krishan watched the procession of several men hurrying up the walk. Down on the driveway, a horse whinnied, and Krishan noticed a black carriage waiting.

"Come with me, Krishan." A soft woman's voice carried on the evening air.

Nayanthara appeared before him, but she looked different. She wasn't pregnant, and she was cut, bruised, and bleeding. Krishan's palms went clammy at the sight of her. She walked up to him in her bustled dress and offered a bloodied, white hand to help him up.



"Nayan? What happened to you?" Krishan took her hand and was surprised to feel warmth as she squeezed his fingers and pulled him up.

"Nothing I wouldn't do again. A mother's duty, above all else, is to protect her loved ones from harm." Nayanthara brushed Krishan off. "There now. Let us walk. You do not want to see what those men bring forth in a few minutes." She took his hand again and pulled him down a path that led around the house.

"Where are we?" Krishan looked up at the Victorian detailing on the house above him. So intricate and brightly painted. It looked nothing like the faded façade he was used to.

"We're in the past, dearie." She led him toward a small, neatly trimmed rose bush. "I am not well, and this is the only place I may appear to you now."

"What do you need me to do?" Krishan stopped with Nayanthara at the rose bush and watched her delicately touch a red rose with her bloodied left hand. She wore no wedding ring.

"These roses were always my favorites." She leaned forward and inhaled deeply. "Magical, don't you think?"

"Nayan" Krishan gave a cursory sniff. They did smell good. "I need you back with me in the present. How can I help you?"

"You're such a good boy, aren't you?" She turned and regarded him with bloodshot eyes. "There is a woman sleeping in your guest bedroom. When she wakes, introduce her to your bludgeon. There would be much power for the house in her sacrifice." Nayanthara shook her head, the orange glow from the house's windows shining in her green eyes. "Vinay once again has rendered me low, but I have risen before. Do this for me and I will rise again."

"What, exactly, do you want me to do?" Krishan was afraid she'd just asked him to seduce a strange woman in their house.

"Entice her down the prurient path." Nayanthara became almost transparent. She leaned in and took another long smell of her favorite flower. "Do this for me or this may be our parting." She then faded into nothingness.

" Nayanthara?" Krishan spun around looking for any sign of her and found himself back in broad daylight. The rose bush was again overgrown and the house, as he looked at it, a shadow of its former glory. He took a deep breath to calm himself and smelled the beguiling scent of the roses. He wondered who he'd find in the guest bedroom.

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"Krish, come here a second. We have to talk." Anushka caught Krishan as he came home from college.

"Sure, Mom." Krishan had butterflies in his stomach thinking about what Nayanthara had asked him to do.

Anushka led Krishan into the library and closed the door behind them. She then told him about all the events of the afternoon. It was hard to give him the news that Nayanthara would no longer visit him. "I know you liked Nayanthara, so I'm sorry I have to tell you all this. But it's really for the best. Nayan wasn't a good influence."

"Nah, Mom. She's not gone for good." Krishan nodded his head earnestly.



"You're not hearing me, pumpkin. Mr. Samatar did tests with all his instruments. The house is now free."

"Okay, Mom." Krishan didn't want to argue.

"So, you're fine with saying goodbye to Nayanthara?"

"Sure."

"Well, then. Do you need some help with your thing?" Anushka blushed a little and looked down at the bulge in her son's pants.

"Not right now, Mom. Thanks." Krishan opened the door and looked back at Anushka. "I've got a lot of homework, maybe later. Bye."

"Really? I thought ..." But Anushka was talking to an empty doorway as Krishan fled. She shook her head. Teenagers were such mercurial beasts. Just yesterday, she'd thought Krishan would be constantly pestering her for sex. Now he seemed disinterested. Maybe he'd found another girl. Or maybe freeing the house of its spirits had returned the him to normal. Anushka reached up and hefted her large breasts. That didn't seem right. She dropped her breasts and headed out of the library. She'd need to check in on Catherine  soon.



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It was well past midnight when Krishan exited his bedroom. He'd waited for everyone to go to bed, and then given it a little extra time. Catherine  was still asleep in the guest bedroom. She'd only waken once that afternoon, to sip at some soup Anushka brought her.

The house slept along with its inhabitants. Silence filled the second-floor hall. Krishan crept past the unfurnished open living room on his left and the grand stairs to his right. He snuck past his parents' room and opened the door to the guest bedroom where Hansika and Karun had slept just a few nights ago. The thought of Hansika tugged at Krishan. He'd see her again soon, he assured himself. He slipped into the bedroom and closed and locked the door behind him. He flipped on the light.

There on the bed was Catherine  Samatar. She slept curled on her side on top of the covers, still wearing her veil and full-cover dress. Krishan stepped up to the bed. How was this going to work? He stood there and prayed that Nayanthara would appear and help him, but of course she couldn't. He was doing this for her.

"Catherine" Krishan touched her shoulder and shook her gently. He really hoped she wouldn't scream when she woke up. "Wake up, please."



"Maxamed?" Catherine  blinked her eyes and stretched. She felt much better after all that sleep. Almost like charging up a battery. It took her a second to remember where she was. When she saw Krishan, she recoiled and moved to the other side of the bed. "What do you want, Krishan?" Her face softened. A sudden feeling of protectiveness for this young man flooded through her.

"Oh, good. You remember my name." Krishan smiled. "I ... well ... this is awkward." He looked into her almond shaped eyes. She was a beautiful woman.

"Where is your mother and father?" Catherine  realized her feet were bare and showing. She tucked them up under her dress.

"They're asleep. It's late." The butterflies in Krishan's stomach flapped harder as he tried to think how this might go. "So, you got rid of the ghosts, right?"

"Yes." Catherine  nodded, remembering. "Yes, the demons are gone."

"But I still have a problem."

"What is it?" Catherine  knew that she needed to take care of Krishan. That was the only clear thought in her mind.



"Well." Krishan unbuttoned his pants. "The ghosts changed me down there and it hasn't gone back to normal." Technically true. "Can you help?" He did need her help with it. He wasn't really lying.

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"Do not -" Catherine  gasped and lost all focus when the boy's massive thing flopped out. It was even more shocking when she realized that was his size while soft. Had the demons really done this to him? "Let me see it better."

The teenager shimmied closer to the bed, his enormous member hanging with two overripe balls dangling behind it.

"It is clearly unnatural." Catherine  moved across the bed to get a closer look. Without thinking, her hands darted out and took hold of it. It was so warm and solid. She squeezed it softly and admired its pliancy. "I'm not sure what I can do for you."

A phrase popped into Krishan's mind. "You need to draw the poison out, Mrs. Samatar."

"Yes." Catherine  watched her fingers move on the pale flesh. She stroked the penis slowly. "Draw the poison out." The thing swelled in her hands. She watched in amazement as it got bigger, and bigger. Until it was even larger than that godless, she'd used on herself. "It's incredible."



"Could you take off your head scarf?" Krishan was loathe to have her remove her hands from his dick, but he wanted to see what she had hidden under that scarf.

"I remove the veil only for my husband." But even as she said those words, her right hand left the penis in front of her and pulled off her veil. She shook out her wavy, black hair. She brought her hands back together on Krishan's thing and pumped harder. "Draw out the poison," she murmured.

"Wow. You're beautiful." Krishan stared down at her soft, feminine face as she worked him. He had no doubt that despite what the Samatars said, the house still had influence and power. And that Catherine  was under its spell. "It's a little dry. Can you put it in your mouth?"

"That is a thing I would only do for Maxamed. I would never -" But she was surprised to discover that what cut off her words was her lips locking around the head of that giant penis. She bobbed her head on it. She wanted desperately to protect this boy and please him any way she could. "Mmmmmppppphhhhhhh." She groaned around the penis.

"Sssshhhhhh." Krishan wove his fingers gently into her wavy hair. "My mom and dad are sleeping across the hall."

That thought sent a surge of panic through Catherine 's little body, but she didn't stop. She kept pumping him with her hands and her mouth.

Many minutes later, it occurred to Catherine  that this was the longest she'd ever spent pleasing a man. She hoped he would finish soon. But, at the same time, she thrilled to hear the soft grunts and moans her ministrations elicited.



"Mrs. Samatar ... I'm going to ... cum ..." Krishan tried to be as quiet as possible as he unloaded in the small, dark woman's mouth.

Hot, salty sperm filled Catherine 's mouth, bulging out her cheeks. And then she swallowed it down. And again and again. It was the tastiest, most fulfilling meal she'd ever had. In the past, she had thought Maxamed offered copious loads, but now that she'd experienced a flood, she realized her husband spurted only a trickle.

"Enough ... enough ..." After cumming, Krishan was a bit sensitive and Catherine  kept sucking and sucking. Gently pulling on her hair, he removed himself from her mouth. "Thank you, Mrs. Samatar."

"Call me ... Catherine ." Her small breasts rose and fell under her dress as she tried to catch her breath. "Is the poison out?" She never took her eyes off the monstrous beast as she sat back on the bed, her weight resting on her butt.

"I'm sorry, no." Krishan shook his head and gently pushed her onto her back. He could tell Nayanthara needed more. And, as he lifted Catherine 's dress to her waist and spread her legs, he needed more, too.

"Wait, wait, oooohhhhhhhhhhhh." Catherine  felt him pull her panties to the side and press that massive head against her opening. It slipped right in. Why was she so wet for someone other than her husband? She found herself willingly hunching her hips up against the teenager and placing her hands on his skinny butt. She pressed him into her and stifled a moan. "Slow, slow, slooowwwwwwww. I've never had anything this big."

"Okay." Krishan let his dick slip inch by inch into her tight pussy. She was so much smaller than Anushka and Hansika. He realized he was taller than her and he might even outweigh her. She felt so different wiggling under him.



Soon, he bottomed out and then got into a good pace sawing in and out of her pussy with long, easy strokes. He looked down at her contorted face, with his cum on her chin, and quickened the pace a little. He had just enough experience now to know she was about to cum.

"Krishan ... Krishan ... oooohhhhhh. What is happening to meeeeeeeeee?" Catherine  opened her legs further and her hips convulsed as he hit some deep spot inside her she hadn't known about until that very moment. Who knew pleasing a man could be so wonderful for the woman?

"Ssshhhhhh." Krishan put a hand over her mouth to quiet her as she moaned through her orgasm.

"I thought ... I was ... caring for you ... but you treat me ... like a queen." Catherine 's words were muffled by Krishan's fingers. She surrendered the last bit of resistance and let the humping teenager do with her as he willed.



"Sure ... just keep it down ... okay?" Krishan removed his hand from her mouth and put both hands under her and grabbed her tight ass for leverage.

"Ow, ow, ow." Catherine  pushed at his shoulders. "Too deep."

"Sorry." Krishan stopped his hips. "How's this?" He started his motion up again, going very slow.

Catherine  nodded up at him.

"And this?" He moved a little faster.

"It is good."

"And ... this?" Krishan now slammed into her with long, powerful strokes.

"I can ... uh ... uh ... take it." Catherine  nodded up at her blue-eyed paramour. "You're making me ... have ... another one." She shuddered out another orgasm.

Catherine  didn't know how much time passed, but it was three or four of her mind-shattering orgasms later when she felt Krishan begin to tremble on top of her.



"Gonna cum ... again." Sweat dripped down Krishan's face. His hips smashed into her hips over and over again. The mattress dipped under them with each thrust. The bed squeaked, making too much noise. But Krishan couldn't stop himself.

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"Not -" But Catherine  never got to say inside me. She felt the eruption in her vagina and it carried her off on her most intense orgasm yet. When she arrived back in the here and now, they lay motionless in bed, Krishan breathing heavily on top of her.

"You're amazing ... Catherine ." Krishan smiled down at her.

Catherine  stared in wonder up into his blue eyes. "You are ... a force of nature." Much to her disbelief, Krishan's hips started moving again, his penis sliding inside her once more. "I did not ... banish all the demons ... did I?" Catherine  looked up at him with wide eyes. She raised her feet high in the air to give him better access to her vagina.



"I hope not." Krishan's dick made unsettling sounds as Catherine 's pussy squelched with their cum.

"You can't release inside again." Catherine  leaned her head back and tried not to moan. "I could get pregnant."

"Sure thing." Krishan humped away at the some one's wife.

Silently, from the other side of the room, Nayanthara watched the mating pair. Her white smile was full of motherly warmth. Her freckled face was whole and unbroken, but she wasn't quite back to her old self. Not yet. She rubbed her tummy out of habit and found the flatness there discomfiting. She did her best to hide the sounds of sex from the rest of the house, tucking this room away for the time being. She watched the wife fall to her handsome boy and silently cheered him on when he dumped a second load inside her some time later.



The world was back on its axis. And with any luck, Nayanthara would be back to full strength soon. She faded away as Krishan rolled off Catherine .

"I cannot believe that happened. Give me your shirt." Catherine 's vagina was still pulsing with pleasure.

"Okay." Krishan took off his shirt and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Catherine  balled it up and placed it between her legs. His stuff was already leaking out of her. "You better return to your bedroom."

"Yeah, good idea." He hopped off the bed and pulled on his pants. "When can I see you again?"

"You cannot." Catherine  looked up at him from her position lying on the bed, holding the shirt between her legs. Her dress still bunched around her waist. Her black hair formed a halo around her head on the blanket. "I need to get cleaned. And then I will leave this house and never return."



"Really?" Krishan looked around the room. He saw no sign that Nayanthara had returned. Had this been a failure?

"However I may feel toward you, this house cannot tempt me away from my husband. From my life. I will walk home in the dark this night and never return. I will -" The bed shook as Krishan jumped back on the bed next to her. She looked at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry, you just look so pretty." He kissed her, gently nibbling on her bottom lip.

She tried to push him away, but soon she was eagerly sucking on his tongue. Not long after that, she was riding him with vacant eyes and slack jaw. It was almost dawn when they finally finished mating.



Krishan left her to return to his room, and Catherine  did her best to clean up the mess. She was too tired to leave for home when she was done, so just as the sun came up, she set her head down on the pillow and drifted off to sleep.

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BIG DAD OF LOVE NEST

"Love Nest" was a 3-storey small Apartment having 3 floors, and each floor containing 3 numbers of flats. This Apartment was just far away from the madding crowd, and situated in a corner place, away from the main street in a calm and quiet place and occupied by middle class family people. The Apartment was occupied by a total of 15 numbers of families, 3 Flats in each floor. As the living culture prevalent in Metros, the neighbour occupants were not closely knitted, hardly knew each other nor they bothered about each other as everyone was busy, no time for each other. But the difference was in floors where occupants of 3 numbers of flats were living like a close family, sharing each other's problems, and standing for each other at the time of need and crisis, which was a close bond, developed and existed amongst them.


The first floor was occupied by Mr. Sukumar Sen in the centre flat, which was slightly bigger than the other two flats located in its left and right side. His flat had 3 Bedrooms whereas other two flats had 2 Bedrooms. He was an Aeronautics Engineer of Govt.of India; a senior person aged 54 years was living with his wife. His only married son was living in the USA and Luck smiled on him recently. He was invited by NASA for a research job for 6 years in Washington DC after scrutiny of his vast experience and seniority in the field. He got the immediate permission from Govt.of India for this research job.


His left flat was occupied by Mr. Tapas das, aged 50 years, who was a Chartered Accountant (CA) in New Delhi in a Big Corporate House. He was so busy that his work would leave him no spare time for his family, and he would often visit once in 4 months to see his family. His family consisted of his second wife Asin, aged 34 years, Tappan, a young boy of 19 years who was just admitted in college, his youngest daughter still in college, studying in 9th standard.






The right flat adjunct to Mr. Sukumar was occupied by Mr. Saurav, aged 48 years, was an employee of a Shipping company. Throughout the year, he would remain in the sea as his ship would move in different ports of the world, most of the time in Singapore and in Hong Kong. He would visit the home once or twice in a year. His family consisted of his wife Anushka, aged 38 years, Nivetha his eldest daughter was studying in 11th standard, and  his youngest daughter of 14 years was studying in 9th standard. Amongst children, since Daughter of Saurav  and Daughter of Mr. Tapas Chatterjee was studying in the same class, in the same college, naturally they were very bosom friends.





Nivetha was an adult teen girl just going to step in adulthood, was just maintaining a little distance from these two girls, but with sisterly guidance. Tappan, the adult boy of 19 years was Boss of all children, and all of them were regarding him as their elder brother.





In absence of Mr. Tapas and Mr. Saurav , Mr. Sukumar  was the only senior Male figure on the first floor. All the other family Heads and Ladies were addressing Mr. Sukumar Sen as Dada (Elder Brother) and children were fondly calling him Baba (Father figure). Mr. Sukumar Sen was very wealthy in comparison to these two families, an honest and simple person, and he was like a guardian figure on the floor in absence of Male heads of the other two families.


The typical nature of a middle-class family , particularly the nature of a lady in the family was to save money as much as possible when opportunity comes, and to extract maximum benefit from a simple person by sugar coated tongue. Both Asin and Anushka were in competition with each other for extracting maximum from Mr. Sukumarby, inviting him for lunch and Dinner and offering cups of tea every day. The good man was spending lavishly for these two families by way of presenting various gifts to these two families and allowing these two families to use his household materials. Sometimes, he would loan money to Asin and Anushka, but he would forget, and the recovery could not be made in future.



Today, Mr. Sukumar and his wife would leave for the USA for 6 years. It was a shocking moment for both the family members. With sad faces and broken hearts, everybody had congregated in the open space of the first floor to bid farewell to the kind-hearted couple. Both the families were aware of the fact of what they were losing. The atmosphere was quiet, sombre, and tearful.


Asin along with her children was standing beside her husband Mr. Tapas.


Mr. Tapas started saying in a very soft tone, "Dada, (Elder Brother) wishes you a happy journey. You were the guardian of this floor during our absence. We will be missing you very much."


Anushka, standing beside her husband Mr. Sourav started sobbing and said, "We cannot think of living here without you, and your presence would be felt more during absence of our husbands."


Asin asked, "Dada, who would be staying in your vacant flat?"


Mr. Sukumar looked intently to everybody and felt the pang, respect, and love in their heart towards him.


He addressed to everybody, "Listen, my entire dear loved one, I appreciate your love and affection to me, but don't worry. God is always great. My childhood friend Mr. Krishna Murthi has been transferred here as a Manager in a Bank. He is of my age, very nice, simple, docile, and a helpful gentleman. He belongs to a very wealthy family. He is a widower, but his son and daughters are married and settled. He will retire from the service after 6 years when I return from the USA. Till such time, he will be with you. Since he will be staying alone in my flat, I request the ladies of both the families to take care of him. During the absence of Mr. Tapas and Mr. Sourav, my friend Mr. Krishna Murthi will be a best guardian to these two families, and he will be a father as well as brother figure to both the families. "


The both families heaved a sigh of relief.


Within a week both of Mr. Tapas and Mr. Saurav left for their respective working places and the two families were left alone and waiting eagerly for the arrival of the new occupant.


Mr. Krishna Murthi  was 6 feet in height, aged 54 years. He was very strong and masculine in physical appearance, and even at this age, he had broad shoulders and chest, long, wide arms and palms. He was fair in colour, had thick hair and moustache in his face which was grey. His physical appearance was like a Youngman of 30 years. Since as per tradition, he married at an early age of 20 years, and now his two daughters and only one son were married and settled in their lives. He had 3 grand sons and a granddaughter. He was a very wealthy person having huge landed property in his village. He had three buildings. Just for passing his time, he joined a Bank as an officer, and now he was the Manager, and transferred here. He was always in touch with his childhood friend Mr. Sukumar . When Krishna Murthi apprised Sukumar of his transfer, Sukumar offered him his flat for accommodation as he was leaving for the USA. Krishna Murthi was a widower as he lost his wife 10 years ago who died due to heart problems. Now, he was a loner, and had no women in his life for the last 10 years. He was very vigour and vitality in his sex life but after death of his wife, he had controlled his biological needs by way of Yoga and meditation. The most extraordinary quality of him was that he held a degree of Doctor in Homeopathy, well versed in Homeopathy treatment and for this purpose, he had a leather kit containing all types of Homeopathy medicines, secondly, he had a thick and enormous dick of 9th inch long.


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It was a bright sunny afternoon on Sunday. Krishna Murthi reached the "Love Nest" Apartment. He climbed up the staircase leading to upper floors. There was no need to use Elevator as it was on the first floor and could be reached easily by climbing the staircase. He reached the floor and found an Iron grill securely locked at the entrance to the first floor. He appreciated the security. He put his thumb on the calling bell.


Anushka, the 38 years old housewife of Mr. Sourav was sitting leisurely and was watching TV when she heard the bell. She came outside to see the unexpected visitor at this odd hour. She found a tall, aged gentleman of heavy personality, carrying a briefcase.



Krishna Murthi was also stunned to find the beautiful lady in front of him. She was gorgeous, had an amazing figure, fair complexion, had a height of around 5'8″, and long silky hairs. She had a slender waist, the bends of her hips were so voluptuous that you would feel as if it had been carved out of marble by the creator who sculpted out of care, and Krishna Murthi felt that as if some potter sculpted a vessel from raw clay. The bends of her hips, the fullness of her bosom was reminiscent of the idea of perfections. As she was fixing her hair, with those long slender arms, her navel naked for the world to view, her sari dbangd so holistically, that the curves of her body became prominent by the red and black sari which complemented her lucid cream-based colour. The glistening skin and the colour of cream almost that of milk chocolate, infused with a hint of cocoa was strikingly balancing the redness of her sari, which was enough to give heart aches to anybody, as it surely caused his heart to skip a few beats. The white cup of Bra and straps could be easily visible through black transparent blouse, and Krishna Murthi guessed that she must have rounded erect boobs of 36 sizes.


That was the best way Krishna Murthi could describe in his mind.


Oh! My god the beauty, Krishna Murthi was mesmerized.


"Yes, what do you want? "asked Anushka smilingly, showing her pearls of white prominent teeth between two petals of lascivious lips.


"I am Krishna Murthi," replied Krishna Murthi with a wide smile.



"Ohhh, My God, please come in. You are most welcome, "said Anushka, and opened the lock of the Grill.


She ushered him into her flat and indicated him to sit on the sofa in the small open space which served as a Drawing room cum dining space.


"I am Anushka, your next neighbour on the left side. Dada (Sukumar) has handed over me the key of the flat which I have to hand over to you, "said Anushka politely.


She called her two daughters, the eldest daughter, Nivetha and youngest daughter shriya for introduction. The two Daughters came and touched the feet of Krishna Murthi. He blessed both the girls by touching their heads. Both daughters were beautiful. Anushka offered him a plate of snacks and a cup of tea. Then Anushka started telling all about her family, particularly about her husband, daughters, and thanked him for his early arrival so that they would not be left alone.


In the meantime, Asin, the other neighbour lady heard the commotion in the neighbour flat and discovered the fact of arrival of Krishna Murthi. She immediately rushed, introduced herself to Krishna Murthi, and invited him to her flat for lunch.


There was always an underlying competition between these two ladies, Anushka and Asin from the inception to exploit Sukumar, and now they wanted to impress Krishna Murthi who was the new occupant.

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Asin, wife of Mr. Tapas, was aged 34 years. She had a round face, thick rosy lips and had big breasts. Krishna Murthi was watching her very carefully. Her boobs were protruding through the tight bra and blouse as if it would burst open by splitting the hooks. She had a deep long cleavage, prominently exposed while she was facing opposite Krishna Murthi. Through her sari, Krishna Murthi could see her two big thick thighs resembling logs of a small tree. He was comparing the two women, Asin was slim like a Model, and on the contrary Anushka was voluptuous. He found both very sexy. He felt he was getting an erection. Immediately, he diverted his mind.





Asin said, "I am your immediate right-side neighbour."


Then Asin called his Son named Tapan, aged 19 years, a college going student, and college going daughter for an introduction. Both came and touched the feet of Krishna Murthi who blessed them by touching his right-hand palm on their heads.


Next day, he reported at his Bank at 10.00AM in the morning. His Bank was in a very busy, commercial place. The Bank was on the Third floor near the main Road. The Bank consisted of 3 numbers of Male Assistants, one lady officer to assist him whose name was Rakul, aged 26 years, a fresh young girl, newly recruited by Bank, one Armed Guard, and one Lady Sweeper aged 40 years named Asha Saini. All the staff of the Bank greeted him. Although the Bank was a small one, the transaction was heavy, and it was crowded with customers all day as located in a commercial place.





In the evening, when Krishna Murthi returned, he found three girls, playing in the open space of the floor.


Seeing him, all the girls in one voice greeted him, "Uncle, Good evening."


Krishna Murthi stopped near them, smiled, picked out Cadbury packets from his pocket, and handed them over to them.


Already one month has passed. Krishna Murthi got mixed up with the two families and merged with them in such a way as if he belonged to them. He was accepted by children as a father figure and accepted by these two ladies as Dada (elder brother). His flat was located between these two neighbours. Krishna Murthi changed the flat in a lavish manner. He had purchased sophisticated modern furniture made of mahogany wood, fitted and furnished the entire flat with fixtures. All the three bedrooms contained luxurious mattresses with pillows. He also purchased a big LED TV, (Big screen) and installed a internet. He also purchased a washing machine and fitted Air conditioner (AC) in the entire flat. The flat became modern and rich between these two poor flats. He would always help these two families by way of treatment in Homeopathy medicines in sickness like Influenza, cough, fever, and in other small sickness, helping them to save Doctors' fees. He would often shower with gifts to the children frequently; he would present them with chocolates, pens, notebooks, and various magazines.


He would present the ladies with sarees and cosmetics. The two families were very much obliged to him.


One day, Krishna Murthi called the two ladies and addressed them, "Listen Asin and Anushka, I am a lone person, but I am using a big flat of 3 Rooms whereas I need only one room which is sufficient for me. It is also very difficult for me to pass the time after office hours in the evening. I am very good in the subject of physics, chemistry, mathematics, and in English. So, what I suggest, you both can send your children to my flat in the evening for their study. I will help each kid for his/ her homework and my time will be passed by doing this. Since your flats are congested, children will have a good studious atmosphere in my flat with AC and they will concentrate more in their studies. For refreshments, the children could watch my LED TV for a brief time. Further, my flat is locked for the whole day till I return from office and the whole day, you two ladies remain alone on this floor as children leave for their colleges and I leave for office. You both must be feeling boredom, and the temperature outside is also unbearable. So, what I suggest is, you keep the key of my flat, and enjoy the AC as well as daily soap opera in my LED TV during daytime."


The two ladies could not believe their luck and happily agreed. Similarly, all the Bank employees were very happy with their new Boss. They found in him a true leader, a fine gentleman, helpful, co-operative, good Administrator, knowledgeable, and best guide. Being a Manager, Krishna Murthi also had given certain advantages and liberties to his employees which they were deprived of previously. The second officer of the Bank under him, the new girl Rakul would always seek his advice in the Banking matter. Due to this attitude, the employees of Bank became more vibrant in the dealing of customer service and the business of Bank started booming.


But one problem cropped up. Since he was taking food outside in restaurants, he developed stomach related problems due to spicy foods, and he would often fall sick.


Sensing this problem, the two ladies had a meeting in one afternoon to help this old man. They discussed in detail their plans to help him as well as to earn some extra bucks for them. They comprised their inner rivalry. Both were being benefited from this simple gentleman, but they wanted more as both were very selfish and materialistic, and wanted to exploit more from Krishna Murthi as he was wealthy.


In the evening, when Krishna Murthi returned from office, both approached him.


Anushka being older started saying, "Dada, we both are very much concerned about your health. So, henceforth you will not take outside food, we will serve you homemade food. For one month, I will clean all your rooms, wash your clothes, provide you bed tea when you wake up in the morning, and provide you breakfast before going to the office, and pack your Lunch box. When you return from office, I will provide you evening tea and dinner. Alternatively, Asin will do the same thing next month. For this you will pay us the expenses whatever you deem fit."





Both knew they would be rewarded much more beyond their expectations. Krishna Murthi happily agreed to this proposal.


So, every day in the morning, the lady in task would open his flat with a duplicate key and serve Krishna Murthi with a cup of hot morning coffee and wake him up from the bed by greeting good morning in her soft and sweet voice.


There was a beautiful small park near their Apartment.


One day Krishna Murthi suggested to Asin, "Asin, what I observe, you are gaining weight day by day, and I don't want to see such a beautiful woman like you turning in to a plump lady. So from tomorrow, we both will have an evening walk together in the park."


Asin readily agreed and pleased that how much Dada was concerned about her health and beauty.





Anushka was a movie buff, but her husband would hardly accompany her to a movie theatre during his short stay in Kolkata. Krishna Murthi became aware of this fact. So, every weekend on Sunday, he would take Anushka to the movie theatre, and they would watch the movie as per choice of Anushka. The choice of Anushka varied from Hindi movies to Hollywood movies also. Of course, the entire expenses would be borne by Krishna Murthi.



One morning in a routine way, Asin entered his bedroom with the cup of coffee. Krishna Murthi was sleeping flat on his back. In the morning, usually the dick of a male person would erect to the full extent. Krishna Murthi was wearing a lungi and due to his huge erection, the border ends of the lungi slid away and a full dick had come out from it. Asin had never seen such a huge dick of 9th inch long ever in her life. She was completely mesmerized by the sight. She was very much surprised and thought that her husband's cock would be less than half the size of this giant Cock. Now days, virtually sex was stopped between Asin and her husband for two reasons. First, her husband would visit once in six months, and he would not take any initiative for sex, may be due to his age factor and fatigue. Secondly, with growing up son and daughter in a congested flat, sex was not possible in a free manner. No doubt, she was a sex starved woman.



Suddenly, Asin felt a tingling sensation inside her pussy. She watched intently the huge cock for a longer moment, but immediately she controlled herself, regained her consciousness.


She placed the cup of tea near the bed, and softly called, "Dada, wake up, it is morning."

[Krishan202]

To be continue.......