[lattu_pattu]

Shreya's heartbeat hammered in her ears as she closed the browser window. The images had seemed so alive, so raw and frenzied—she couldn't dispel them from her mind. Shadows of depravity danced behind her eyes as her mind played back the carnal flicks frame by frame. The women, dispassionate, being ravished by hungry men, haunted her imagination.

She felt wicked, penetrating the forbidden corners of the web in the stillness of the night.

Her heart hadn't accounted for the visceral tsunami that tumbled her senses. Panic churned her insides; who were these people sharing their most intimate moments? How had they eroded societal norms, while she had never even been kissed? Her grip tightened on the computer mouse. The tiniest flick, and she'd tumble back to innocence, but she was already hooked. She wanted to know more. She didn't need sleep, she needed answers. The clock had just struck 2. It was way past her bedtime but she didn't care. She had day off from university next day.

She was a studious girl, an ideal daughter in Indian household. Her parents had passed away in an accident when she was just **. Around the same time, her brother was newly married to this extremely conservative Indian housewife named Rani. She was Indian orthodox values personified. She was a hot-headed and wouldn't sly away expressing her emotions (engulfed in raging fire) if she thought something was not right as per as tradition. Every in the neighborhood were shit scared of her and tried to avoid getting in any confrontation with her. But along with her terrifying outbursts, she had always been like mother to Shreya. Shreya's brother was a grown up but was still rather childish in nature. So after her parent's death, Rani became kind of person with authority, taking care of everything.

Shreya had always been a cultured, obedient girl who would never try to engage in something that went even mildly against what she considered against "traditions". But influenced by Rani's fiery nature, these traits for her were amplified.

But that wasn't the case tonight.

Tonight, she felt a magnetic pull as she dove back into the illicit corners of the internet. It was an electric sensation, nerve endings snapping, as though she were embarking on a dangerous, exhilarating ride.

The house was blanketed in stillness, the only sounds her quiet breath and the click of the mouse against the desk. The darkness offered the cover she needed to explore, like her own secrets shrunk down into images on a screen. It was intoxicating.

The floor creaked as she shifted in her chair, nerves tingling. She clicked on the most trending video on the site. What was going to happen next was going to build her entire perspective about what sex is really like in real life.

The video was by a studio that primarily focused on catering women degradation kink. But she was unaware of that. Afterall, this was her first time encountering porn. So she didn't know how to differentiate between the various genres or categories.

She had stumbled upon it out of pure curiosity, but she felt sick to her stomach, the taste of bile rising in her throat. Was this pleasant for the girl who filmed these intimate acts? The desperation, the sheer animalistic instinct, it all looked distasteful to her. She clicked on other videos in recommended tab, but she didn't know that all of the videos were by the same studio. She jumped video to video, feeling disgusted about the state of degradation these moms, sisters, daughters, and partners were reduced to.

She felt her palms dampen each time a simulated moan assaulted her ears, and her heart raced within the confines of her ribcage as though it was trying to crawl out of her body. Why? Why would anyone want to do this?

If this was real life—and Shreya wondered momently if such a lurid existence could even be fathomed—then it was not for her. To find out if sex was really like this in real life, she made a few internet searches "Do you women get used like a toy while having sex?" or "Is every man the same as these videos?" The answers to her late-night queries frightened her young mind. As if the videos alone weren't terrifying enough, Shreya read chilling accounts from women who experienced far uglier situations. She wanted to stop, but she couldn't ignore the rising panic—confirming her worst fears—that real-life sex may indeed be as unsettling as these videos.

She turned off her computer and jumped in her bed, tears flowing down her cheeks. She was scared, she knew at one point in her life, she had to give in to the ways of the world, she had to lose her virginity. She was already 21 and the cultured from which she came from, that was a ripe age for a girl to get married. Rani, her sister-in-law, was 20 when she got married. The day was almost near, when the society would fix her marriage with someone she didn't even know, and she had to live with this stranger for her entire life. The thought of what may transpire on her wedding night, haunted her young and innocent mind. It was the fear of the unknown that propelled her to search the answers. Her imaginative mind was on the brink of losing its sanity, like a ship caught in the tempest of the unknown sea, craving for the solid ground of information.

Shreya's world was doubly sheltered with a cultured upbringing and the conservative orthodoxy of Rani. 

She picked up her phone and searched for a forum where Indian women discussed their sexual experiences and desires. She wanted to read about experiences of real Indian women, their fears, hopes and dreams. She stumbled upon an Indian erotica forum where women dared to share their deepest fantasies and experiences in erotic details. As she read through, she found mixed opinions on how their husbands would perform sex on them. Most accounts stated that the wife was just a tool for a husband to use after a long day at work.

The wives described their husbands' rigorous thrusting, biting and even hitting them, just to satisfy their own hunger. It was a horrible thought, Shreya's heart sank. She couldn't imagine her to-be husband touching her like this.
She didn't yet know the pleasures and pains of sexual intimacy. It amused her, thrilled her and appalled her, all at once. It was the mystery that captivated her the most.

She was petrified by the unknown, but also drawn to it.

The stories of some women had shown her that maybe sex wasn't always awful. Some women described how they loved the feeling of connection, the physical and emotional pleasure that came from making love. The uncertainty of what lay ahead of her was a disturbing thought, but Shreya couldn't help but feel a little excited too.

Her late-night explorations left her with more questions than answers. But one thing was certain, she couldn't ger ready for marriage without knowing what she was getting herself into. She needed to see a real-life sexual encounter for herself.

She needed a solid plan. She couldn't slip up. Everything that she could possibly think of was at stake. She couldn't just ask a couple to allow her to witness the act or even sneak up on them. That was out of the question. But she was not one to give up. Her determined mind started turning gears, and she started formulating a chain of events that would enable her to quench her curiosity. As stated earlier, she couldn't ask someone, she had to gaslight the person into committing such acts.

She started thinking who could be her test subject. It had to be someone who couldn't blackmail her whatsoever and someone who could be gaslighted into performing an act like that. The biggest task for her was to find a male. Surely any random guy would happily engage in sex considering every single guy was always horny but the problem was he could easily blackmail her in the future.

The person had to be someone who, even if he opened mouth, no would believe. Someone who'd have no value in society. Someone
who was as good as dead.

The next morning, Shreya sat in her living room, ,.ng over her problem. She looked out of the window at the bustling streets of Jaipur, already swelling with the heat of the day.

And then it hit her.

She recalled a man she had seen many times on her way to university. He was a poor, old man, with shabby clothes, a sour expression and an uncombed beard. He appeared to be a burden to the world. People often crossed the street to avoid coming close to him. His mere existence
was a nuisance that elicited disdainful sniffs and narrowed eyes from passersby, and Shreya was sure that nobody would believe him if he claimed he had witnessed her scheming.

In that moment, Shreya resolved to execute her plan to view a real-life sexual encounter involving this man, known only as Chandu. This man, weather-beaten and invisible to the world, would serve as the perfect pawn for her experiments, safe and disposable according to society.
Shreya's pure and untainted mind weighed the pros and cons of her decision. While she felt pity towards the plight of Chandu, she also realized she needed a helpless human being to ease her through this delicate situation. Despite her privileged upbringing, she was aware of the adversities of poverty, and though it pained her, it was her misfortune that such a creature had to give meaning to her underground experiment.

Her mission now was to locate candidate number two. She required an individual who would eagerly engage in carnal activities with a destitute soul, all the while accepting the notion of Shreya's silent observation. Her astute intellect devised this plan solely as a preventative measure against potential coercion.  

She couldn't trust anyone from her social circle with something as private as this, especially not someone who would have power over her.
She needed someone vulnerable enough to be manipulated and controlled, who owed her a debt of gratitude.
After much deliberation, she zeroed in on the first person that came to her mind—Rani Gupta, her beloved sister-in-law. Rani and Shreya had shared heart-to-heart conversations after her parents' death, forging a deeper bond than any typical relationship shared between a bhabhi (sister-in-law) and a nanand (husband's sister). Shreya knew she could trust Rani without hesitation, and Rani had always placed her needs above her own.

Shreya began planning the execution of her scheme, precisely aware that Rani would be a difficult target. She plotted numerous potential scenarios, each one more elaborate than the last, her mind growing increasingly convoluted with every new step. Each new iteration failed to meet her expectations, and as she launched deeper into her twisted machinations, she couldn't help but question her own motives.

Shreya knew that what she was asking of Rani was a repulsive request.

It was vile to ask her to commit such an act, and it sat heavy in her heart. Shreya has always such high regards for Rani, seeing her as the epitome of grace, wisdom, and strength. But the only way Shreya could think of putting her plan into action was by leveraging the trust they shared.
Shreya decided to draft a letter, to evoke the emotions that would persuade Rani to become a party in her scheme. She wanted Rani to understand the depth of her curiosity without spelling it out.

She knew that if she were to directly convey her unusual desire, Rani would instantly decline, offended by the mere suggestion. No, Shreya needed to manipulate the situation with the delicate touch of a master puppeteer. She knew that Rani's protective nature would prove to be the key to unlock Shreya's uncharted world.

So, she drafted a letter filled with lies, coated in the truth. She carefully weaved a tale of a close friend, experiencing distress and confusion, bombarded by relentless questions of sexual nature.

She painted a vivid picture of helplessness, a young girl desperately seeking answers, yet failing to find any reliable sources of guidance. This unfortunate soul was a victim of her upbringing in a sheltered environment, which had kept her in the dark.

Shreya pour all her own feelings and thoughts onto the paper, making it seem like a friend was agonizing over her sexuality, struggling to comprehend the physics of intimacy and the concept of true love.

She created a girl who was utterly lost, and stressed the importance of her friend resorting to this extreme act as a final attempt to quench her inquisitive mind. With a lump in her throat, Shreya rewrote the letter several times, desperate to ensure that every word exuded sincerity and urgency.

Dear Rani,
I hope you are well. I find myself writing to you today, burdened by a troublesome dilemma plaguing my closest friend.
This issue has been weighing heavy on her heart and her conscience, as she wrestles with the storm brewing within her, convinced that the stifling traditions of our society have failed to prepare her for the complicated path of intimacy and carnal desires she now faces. As her confidant, she believes that I can be a guiding light, piercing through the cloud of confusion that surrounds her.
However, I must confess that I am woefully ill-equipped to provide her with the answers she seeks.
Much like my dear friend, I too have been cloistered in the same stifling environment that carefully guards the secrets of intimacy. I have been raised in the same traditions, the same values, and under the same protective umbrella that she has known her entire life. And yet, I am the one she trusts to guide her, even though I am just as Much like my dear friend, I too have been cloistered in the same stifling environment that carefully guards the secrets of intimacy.
But, at the same time, I can't help but feel that I am failing her as a friend. I want to help, I want to provide her with the knowledge and understanding that she so desperately craves, but I simply don't know where to begin.
She has been a victim of explicit videos online. The women in those videos are used as a mere tool of pleasure, like disposable objects with no will of their own. She asked me if sex in real life was same as in those videos. You know she is around my age and she will be getting married soon. She wants to prepare for what's to come. So in order to help her out, I went online and browsed various forums and got the same answer. Every housewife online stated they were just a tool for their husbands to relieve frustration and desires.
They are promoted from a daughter to a wife, and suddenly it's their sole duty to sexually please their husband, their needs and desires being pushed aside. Is that all a women is meant to be in our society?
Somewhere in my mind, I too pose the same question. So Di, I am sorry but I need to help out a friend and find the answers myself. We have arranged a meeting place at an hotel where she'll bring an old beggar with whom I am supposed to have sex with to find all our answers. Hoping you can forgive me.
Regards,
Shreya
P.S. Please do not share this letter with my brother or anyone else.

Shreya's heart ached as she sealed the envelope, sealing her fate to Rani's discretion. She wondered if Rani would understand, if the unconventional nature of the request would make her balk, or if she would take up the challenge and fight for her young sister-in-law's enlightenment.
Days crept by like weary travelers, burdened with the weight of anticipation.

Shreya went about her daily life in a mechanical haze, mechanically fulfilling her academic obligations and household chores, while her mind sprinted ahead of her, leaping the immense hurdles in place for the grand event. As careful as she was, she couldn't quite escape from the clutches of perpetual worry. What if Rani betrayed her trust? What if someone found out about her sinister plans?

Thoughts of confrontation and humiliation played on a loop, haunting her sleepless nights. Regret weighed heavily on her heart. Even though she was anxious, Shreya was certain she was prepared to confront and challenge the deep-seated beliefs and conventions ingrained in her culture.
One day she finally found an opportunity. Her brother was going away on a business trip for 6 months.

This presented Shreya with the perfect cover for her scheme. With her brother no longer in the household, Rani's attention would naturally turn towards Shreya. She carefully placed the envelope on the dinning table early in the morning and left the house.

Shreya had planned everything meticulously. She knew her brother's departure date weeks beforehand and took advantage of the situation to further her plans. 

As she walked down the lonely streets of Jaipur on her way to university, she couldn't help but think of the impending confrontation with Rani. She felt a surge of anxiety wash over her like a tidal wave, threatening to drown her under its crushing pressure. She wondered if Rani would understand the depth of her curiosity or if she would be met with rejection and disappointment. Will Rani get the hint and realize that "the friend" Shreya keeps talking about is, in fact, Shreya herself or would she misinterpret Shreya's intentions and assume that her young sister-in-law was merely trying to protect her friend's identity?

Shreya's imagination ran wild with endless possibilities. She had always admired Rani's strength and wisdom, and in many ways, she idolized her. However, as she contemplated the impending confrontation, she couldn't help but question her own motives.

Was her curiosity the sole driving force behind this elaborate scheme, or was there an element of rebellion against societal norms and expectations? Were her actions a manifestation of her desire to take control of her own sexuality, in a world where women were often subjected to the whims and desires of men?

Regardless, Shreya knew that her actions were irreversible, and that she had embarked on a journey from which there was no turning back.
Rather than dwelling on the consequences, she chose to focus on the potential rewards of her efforts. If successful, Shreya would be thrust into a new realm of understanding and meaning in her life. Although it scared her, she knew that there was something profoundly alluring about the possibility of gaining this valuable knowledge.

But Shreya also felt a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach. Her actions were a calculated risk, and she knew that the stakes were high. If her scheme were discovered, the potential consequences were too dire to consider.

She was lost in her thoughts when her phone rang.

It was Rani, and Shreya's heartbeat quickened as she answered the call.

"Hello, Rani?" she said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Yes, it's me. Listen, I got your letter. " her voice trembling with anger. "I'm so disappointed, Shreya. I never thought you would be capable of something like this."

Shreya felt the weight of the world on her shoulders and no words came out of her mouth.

She sat there, silent and tense, listening to Rani scolding her on the other end of the phone. She felt trapped, guilty, and scared.
 Replaying the words of the letter in her head, she felt foolish for thinking Rani would understand her intentions. The letter, which was supposed to be her ticket to a little more knowledge and experience for the sake of her future, now seemed as though it was going to rupture the bond that she held so dear with Rani.

However, there was no taking anything back now, and Shreya realized that she had to brave the consequences of the path she had chosen. She took a deep breath and finally found her voice.

"I'm so sorry, Rani. I didn't mean for it to come off that way. I just wanted to find the answers to my questions. My curiosity is killing me, and I thought this was the only way. I have to do what I have to do. I am so far off, there's no turning back." said Shreya with a tremble in her voice. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the worst. A wave of remorse washed over her as Rani's
harsh words bore holes through her heart.

Rani sighed on the other end, and Shreya could hear her take a deep breath. "Listen to me carefully. What you are planning to do is wrong on so many levels, Shreya. And I'm not just talking about the moral aspects of such an act. You are setting yourself up for a dangerous path. What if things go wrong? What if word gets out?

Do you have any idea how it would affect your reputation, Shreya? Your family's reputation?"

Rani paused, and Shreya could almost feel her disappointment radiating through the phone. "You have so much potential, Shreya, so much going for you. Don't throw it all away for a few moments of fleeting satisfaction."

Shreya's heart sank. Her plan had failed, Rani didn't get the hint at all.

Shreya tried to explain her intentions, but Rani refused to listen. The disappointment in Rani's voice made Shreya feel like a failure. And yet, she couldn't suppress the yearning that surged in her heart.

Rani continued to speak, "Shreya, I know you must have your reasons, but this idea of yours is not just foolish, it's dangerous. I won't let you ruin your life just to satisfy your curiosity. Do you understand me?"

Shreya nodded quietly, feeling the weight of her decision settle heavily upon her.

"Then what should I do Di? I don't know. Seems like I am at a dead end. You and Brother will marry me off soon to some stranger. Who knows what that stranger might do to me. All I have learnt about sex is that its painful for the girl. If I got to witness sex in real life it alleviate all my doubts but that's out of question. I can't do that without any repercussions. So my only bet is to go and experience it first hand. I have found this really old beggar to use as tool. Even if he opens his mouth, no one would believe him. Sorry Di but that's the only way out," Shreya pleaded, both desperate and hopeful.
Rani sighed again, her frustration palpable. "I understand that you are scared, Shreya. But this is not the answer. I cannot let you go down this path."
Shreya's heart sank, but she knew that she had to keep pushing. "Di, I know it's not ideal, but I have to do something. I cannot enter a marriage without knowing what to expect.

I am aware that my decision will have life-altering consequences, but I cannot stand the unknown."

Shreya's voice was filled with desperation and determination, and Rani could not deny the gravity of her situation. Rani knew that Shreya was not the type of girl to back down from a challenge, and her persistence was proof of that.

For a moment, she remained silent on the other end of the phone, contemplating the weight of Shreya's words.
"Listen to me carefully, Shreya. I understand your fears, and I don't want you to enter marriage blind," Rani finally said, with a hint of resignation in her voice. Shreya's heart skipped a beat. Was Rani finally going to agree to her plan?

"But what you are proposing is still dangerous and inappropriate," Rani continued.

"But I might have an alternative solution. It will require you to trust me, Shreya. Completely."

Rani's tone was different now. It was softer, more thoughtful. Shreya felt a glimmer of hope ignite in her heart.

"I'm listening, Di," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

She braced herself for Rani's next words, unsure of what they might be.

"Both the option you mentioned involve too much risk and I won't allow you going doing that path. Asking any stranger to allow you to watch them would tarnish our reputation in society. And you engaging sexually yourself is out of question. I don't know why you even thought of that. So there is only one option left. What you are doing is completely wrong in the first place. A girl should never think about sex in the first place. If it was any other girl, she would have faced my wrath. But even though you are just few years younger than me, I think of you as my own child. I don't want anything bad happening to you. So hear me out. I think I know what we can do. As I said you can't watch two strangers having sex. But what if that someone is not a stranger?"

"What do you mean Di?" Shreya said, with surprise in her voice.

"Think about it for a moment, Shreya. The only way for you to witness a sexual encounter without facing any sort of consequence is if the person engaging in the act is someone you already know and trust. Someone who would be willing to do it with complete discretion, for your sake alone. And for that, there is only one person who could possibly fit the criterion," Rani replied softly, leaving her words to hang in the air.
A moment passed as the meaning of Rani's words sunk in.

Could it be? Was Rani suggesting what Shreya thought she was?

"Are you saying what I think you are?" Shreya asked, hardly daring to believe her ears.

"Yes, Shreya, I am," Rani replied, her voice calm and steady despite the unconventional nature of the proposal. "If you truly feel it is necessary for you to witness a sexual encounter in order to ease your mind, then I am willing to allow you to watch me."

"What are even saying Di?" Shreya asked, trying to act surprised but grinning inside her heart, "Di, this is my personal issue and I can't allow you to be involved in that. And even if I did, who would the other person be?" asked Shreya, although a little voice in her head was already anticipating the answer.

"Remember you mentioned the old beggar Chandu? I think your thought process was correct. His is old probably late 70s, he has probably lost his speech and can't form any sentences, and even if somehow manages to mention our encounter, no one would believe him. Instead, they'll lynch him for trying to tarnish our reputation." Rani said sternly, cutting off Shreya's train of thought.

"But I can't allow you to do that for me, Dee. That's just too much," Shreya said, still grinning from within.

She was half-relieved, half-excited. She felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

"But I'll do it only if you promise me three things, Shreya," Rani interrupted her thoughts.

"Anything Di, just name it," Shreya replied eagerly.

"First, you will never tell anyone about this, not even your brother," Rani asserted firmly.

"Of course, Di. I would never betray your trust like that," Shreya responded, her voice filled with conviction.

"What else, Di?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Second, you need to keep this entire experience between us. You cannot let it affect our relationship or your brother's. Promise me you won't let it change anything," Rani requested, ensuring that her sister-in-law understood the gravity of the situation.
"I promise, Di. I won't let it change anything between us. You're still my role model, and my respect for you remains unwavering," Shreya assured her, grateful for her sacrifice.

"Good. Now, the final condition is that this will happen once and only once. After this, I don't want to hear about this again. I don't want you to be consumed by this curiosity anymore, and I believe this one experience will be enough for you to move on," Rani concluded, her voice steady and firm.
Shreya couldn't believe what she was hearing. After months of scheming and planning, she had never imagined that her wish would be granted in such a way. Yes, she had been desperate to satisfy her insatiable curiosity, but she had never wanted to compromise her relationship with Rani in the process. Her heart was heavy with gratitude, and she couldn't wait to share the news with her accomplice. 

Little did Shreya know, this seemingly harmless encounter would unleash a whirlwind of emotions and desires, forever altering the course of her life.

[lattu_pattu]

As the warm rays of the setting sun filtered into the modest, two-storey bungalow, Shreya's heart raced with anticipation. She had spent the entire day finalizing her plan, her thoughts consumed by the act that was about to take place. She had spent the entire day finalizing her plan, her thoughts consumed by the act that was about to take place.

Shreya's heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and anxiety as she prepared for the evening. She had watched as Rani clean up and prepare her bedroom. She didn't do anything special as this encounter was not supposed to be romantic for Rani. She was more on the side of disgust and annoyance but she agreed to do this for her sister-in-law. 
It was two hours past noon, and Shreya left the house to bring Chandu home. She walked down the familiar streets of Jaipur, her heart pounding in her chest. She never imagined herself involved in such a scandalous affair. Yet here she was, about to witness something no decent woman would dare to lay her eyes upon. Hesitation gnawed at the edges of her mind, threating to shatter her confidence. But she couldn't stop now. Not after dragging Rani into this sordid arrangement.
Shreya finally spotted Chandu, leaning against the same crumbling pillar where she'd first laid eyes on him. His worn-out clothes fit tightly over his bulky body, which she thought was kinda surprising as she had always imagined a beggar as someone skinny and feeble. 
His greasy hair hung down to his shoulders and his unkempt beard disguised his sunken cheeks. His eyes were clouded and vacant, the result of his advanced age, poverty, and apparent drug use.
She felt a wave of disgust wash over her, but she quickly pushed it aside. She reminded herself why she was doing this and what she stood to gain from the experience.
"Aye listen, you want food?" Shreya said, standing in front of Chandu with her arms crossed.
Chandu looked up at Shreya, his eyes slowly focusing on her face. He had lost his ability to form any sentences or have communication due to not being part of a civilized society.  He nodded his head as if saying yes. 
"Good, follow me, but keep a distance. No one should see us walking together." she instructed him, turning around and marching back in the direction from which she had come.
Without a word, Chandu struggled to his feet and stumbled after her.
Shreya led him to a narrow alleyway that ran beside her house, her heart rate accelerating with each step. She glanced around furtively, ensuring that no one was watching, before ushering Chandu into the shadows. As they reached her house, she made sure no one was watching and waved him inside.
Quietly, Shreya guided Chandu through the house and asked him to sit down in a corner. 
He eagerly obeyed, his eyes twinkling with an odd sense of excitement. His independence had been stripped away long ago, his dignity buried beneath a mountain of trash and rejection. So, a free meal and a comfortable room, a brief respite from his everyday struggles, were more than enough to fill him with hope.
Shreya turned to leave, but then thought better of it. She needed a way to make sure that Chandu wouldn't betray her or cause any trouble after the encounter. She had a sudden realization of how it would look if others found Chandu in her home.
Someone could easily suspect him of ill intentions and accost him before Shreya could carry out her plan. This thought sent a shiver of fear down her spine.
She closed all the curtains and the windows in the house and locked them from the inside to ensure that no one would disturb them and turned to look at Chandu.
He was sitting patiently in a far corner, waiting for instructions. She brought him a plate full of rice, daal, roti and sabji. 
His eyes lit up as he hungrily dug into the food. Shreya sat opposite to him, watching him eat. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for exploiting this poor man. However, she soon brushed these feelings aside thinking she was not exploiting this poor old guy, in fact she was kind of doing him a favor. She was providing him Rani, a young, tall and absolutely beautiful goddess-like figure with luscious long hair, curvy hips, and an irresistible charm. He could only imagine what it would be like to have a chance with a woman like that.
She was feeling hungry herself so she left the place and went to the kitchen to get something for herself and called Rani to watch over him. 
Moments later, Rani walked in and immediately regretted it. She saw the beggar eating with delight, his hands and clothes covered in food, creating an unpleasant smell in the room.
Rani held her breath as she stared at the man. It smelt like he hadn't taken a bath for decades.
The room was filled with poverty and misery and Rani was disgusted at the thought of what was going to happen later. But she kept her cool and reminded herself of Shreya's desperation and her own love for her sister-in-law. With a firm expression on her face, Rani walked over to the corner and stood behind Chandu, making sure that he knew who was boss and who had the control.
Chandu looked up to see this new person who had entered the scene and he was taken completely aback. He looked at her, his eye and mouth open wide in surprise. He stopped eating his food as if he forgot he hadn't eaten anything in days. 
He kept looking at Rani, his eyes scanning her from top to bottom, taking in every inch of her. Rani tried hard not to show her disgust and kept her gaze fixed on him, unblinking and unwavering. He pinched himself to check if he was not in the afterlife seeing an angel waiting for him in the afterworld. 
Rani was a sight beyond his wildest dreams. She was tall and slender, with a grace that only enhanced her beauty. Her long dark hair was styled in loose waves, framing her delicate features like a halo. Her eyes were kind, yet firm, a testament to her deep-rooted traditional values. He had seen many ladies who were "epitome of beauty", including Shreya, who's looks were beyond words could describe but Rani was something else, someone above everyone, above Shreya.
Chandu's thoughts were interrupted by a gentle nudge from Shreya.
"Don't stare at her like one of your dogs, you infidel!" Shreya hissed, shooting a warning look at Chandu.
She had been observing his behaviour since they had returned to her house, and she could see the wheels of his mind turning, his thoughts consumed by her sister-in-law's beauty.
Shreya could not help but feel a twinge of annoyance at this display of blatant disrespect. Shreya was regarded as the most beautiful person all her life, while growing up and even now, every single guy in her university was drooling just at the sight of her. She felt, for the first time in her life that she was a common human like every one else. She never noticed any guy eyeing Rani, as everyone thought of her as a fiery lioness. No one would dare to approach her, just like no one dared to roar against a storm. So obviously Shreya was the next in line to be admired which made her believe she was a league above everyone else but today this stranger showed Shreya her place.
Rani was standing there emotionless. She didn't care about all this. In fact she was disgusted by the thought of a filthy beggar drooling for her, the same filthy old geezer she was supposed to have sex with later. 
She wanted to slap him, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted to get as far away from him as possible. But then she remembered how important this plan was to Shreya. How crucial this moment was for her sister-in-law's future. And so, with a great deal of effort, she managed to shove the burning resentment brewing in her chest to the farthest corner of her mind, giving Shreya a curt nod and forcing a thin smile on her lips.
"Eat up, Chandu. Eat to your heart's content. This is going to be the best day of your life." said Shreya with slight grin on her face. 
Rani's surprised expression suggested she didn't expect her sister-in-law to be so frank about her desires. Shreya hastily added, "No, I mean, I'm not thinking about it in *that* way. I meant like.....you know he is getting good food after such a long time-"
"Enough!" Rani said looking at her with piercing eyes. Shreya giggled while chewing her food. 
She was visibly relieved and felt a sense of achievement as her elaborate plan was coming together. She worried Rani would adamantly refuse or, even worse, tell her brother. But she had underestimated her sister-in-law's understanding of her plight.
After like an hour or so, Chandu was done eating. He had eaten more than he could handle. It was clear that the old man ate very little on a daily basis. Shreya brought him a glass of water and went to the kitchen to wash the plates along with her own. She couldn't help but notice that her heart rate was elevated more than usual and she had butterflies in her stomach. Soon Rani followed her into the kitchen.
"The fucker is sleeping right now." 
Shreya stopped whatever she was doing and was shocked, both by the fact that she was hearing Rani swear for the first time and second, it hadn't even been 10 minutes since Chandu was done eating and now he was fast sleep.
"Did you just use a cuss word Di?" Shreya asked Rani with a wide grin on her face. 
"Yes, I did. And I'll continue swearing the whole day until its over."
"Does it give me a free cuss word pass Di?" Shreya asked unable to stop chuckling.
But soon that smile on her face was taken away when Rani said "Do you think this is funny? Do you think this is all a joke? BECAUSE IT ISN'T!! Free cuss word pass she says. You are lucky I am letting you get away with this easily. I don't know how many sins I am gonna commit today - adultery, use of cuss words and God knows what. All because you madam, you are feeling modern, liberal all of a sudden. Oh I want to experience what sex is like, oh I want answers. Shut the fuck up. What answers? Do-"
Shreya interrupted her with a tear rolling down her cheek and said "I am sorry Rani, I was just trying to lighten the mood. I never knew what you were feeling in this moment. After all you are the person who is going to share bed with Chandu, someone who I won't even go near." 
Rani's voice trailed off as her anger subsided, leaving sheer exhaustion and despair in its wake.
Shreya stood across from Rani, stunned by the sudden outburst. She had never seen Rani this way before. Her mask of kindness and patience had slipped away, revealing the fiery and dominant personality that lay beneath.
Shreya felt her conscience weigh heavily on her heart. She hated causing Rani this discomfort and knew deep down that she wouldn't wish this on her worst enemy. Shreya wanted to stop this but she didn't. There was still time but she felt compelled to continue. She had been thinking about this for a long time. But she never wanted it to be so sudden, so forceful. She thought Rani would come around eventually. She never wanted Rani to be in this emotional state. She has always seen Rani as a role model, someone whom she could look up to. Rani had always been kind to Shreya, always there for her. But today, it seemed like that shield of patience had finally broken.
"Call me when he wakes up." Rani said and stormed back towards her room. 
Shreya stood there for a moment, holding the bowl and sponge in her hands, and watched Rani leave. She felt a pang of guilt and remorse as she replayed the harsh words Rani had just spoken in her mind. While Shreya had been trying to lighten the mood, Rani had been sinking deeper and deeper into despair. Shreya knew that she had to act fast to fix this situation before it spiraled out of control. She couldn't help but wonder what was going through Rani's mind right now.
Rani had always been a traditional woman, deeply aware of her duties and responsibilities. She had been a devoted wife to Shreya's brother and had devoted her entire life to the service of her family. Rani had never been one to seek pleasure or indulge in physical desires that went beyond her marital responsibilities. And yet, here she was, preparing herself to engage in an act that could potentially destroy her.
Hours went by, Shreya was sitting in the kitchen, her head dug deep between her knees, her face wet with tears. 
She could barely comprehend what had just happened. The joy of her plan unfolding had vanished as she had witnessed Rani's distress.
She lifted her head and looked across the kitchen and saw Chandu sitting in the same corner with his eyes closed and making low humming sounds which suggested that he was still deeply lost in the land of dreams oblivious to the tension in the room.
Shreya stood up from her chair and wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. She looked at her phone and realized it was almost 10pm. Time had surely flown by while she was lost in her thoughts. With a heavy sigh, she forced herself to her feet and walked over to where Chandu was sitting. She looked down at him and couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity in her heart. He was just a poor, old man who had somehow gotten caught up in her quest for answers.
Chandu open his eyes feeling someone approaching. 
As he looked up, he saw Shreya standing in front of him, her face a complex mix of emotions. She scrutinized him, taking in his unkempt appearance and the remnants of food on his clothes.
"Waas...sleep...me?" Chandu tried speaking, still unable to form complete sentence.
"Now listen, I want to ask you something, I saw you eyeing Rani, she is pretty ain't she? You like her?"
Shreya asked, her tone gentle and coaxing.
Chandu nodded emphatically, his eyes shining with admiration and something else-something unreadable and raw.
Shreya felt a sudden chill run down her spine, realizing that her innocent request for an eyeful had led to something much deeper. She could feel the raw animal instinct coming out of him. This obese beast was supposed to have sex with her delicate bhabhi. She didn't even want to look at him. He was old and wrinkly, smelt horrible and looked like a rotten fat potato.  And Rani, a poor thing was supposed to have sex with this lowlife. 
Her thoughts were interpreted as her phone rang. It was Rani. 
Shreya swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat as she picked up the call.
"He's up?" Rani asked in an emotionless tone.
Shreya let out a shaky sigh, bracing herself for the confrontation ahead. "Yes, he's up."
"Alright, prepare him for act and bring him to my room. And also before you do, go to your bathroom and give him a proper bath. He stinks like a rotten cheese. Throw way his dirty clothes." Rani said authoritatively and hung up the phone. 
Shreya took a deep breath, unsure of how to proceed. The thought of bathing the old man left a bad taste in her mouth, but she knew she couldn't let her sister-in-law see him in such a dirty state. She hesitated for a moment, then mustered the courage to speak.
"Listen, Chandu, if I were to grant your one wish, what would it be?" Shreya asked Chandu. 
She was standing in front of him, hands folded on her chest, scrutinizing the old man. Chandu looked up at Shreya, confusion written all over his face.
"What...you...me?" Chandu stammered, trying to make sense of her question.
"Yes, I can give you anything you desire, just name it." Shreya explained with a coy smile.
Chandu's eyes widened in surprise, his mind racing to find something worthy enough to wish for. It had been years since anyone had offered him anything, let alone a chance to fulfill a deep desire. He took a moment to compose himself before answering, "Ra...ni." He said hesitantly, almost as if he was afraid to admit it.
Shreya felt a rush of disgust wash over her, but she fought with all her might to mask it from Chandu.
"Very well, come with me." she said firmly, grabbing Chandu's hand and dragging him towards the bathroom.
Shreya couldn't help but shudder at the thought of having to bathe this disgusting man.
She had always been a clean freak, and the thought of touching his filthy body sent shivers down her spine. But she pushed those thoughts aside, reminding herself that this was a necessary part of her plan. She owed it to Rani to make sure everything went smoothly.
As she led Chandu to the bathroom, Shreya prepared herself for the task ahead. She filled a bucket with warm water and added some soap. She then handed Chandu a clean towel and asked him to remove his clothes.
Chandu happily obliged, quickly shedding his foul-smelling rags, revealing his emaciated and sunburned body. Shreya tried to suppress a wave of nausea as she discreetly averted her gaze from his frail and wrinkled frame. But her eyes caught a glimpse of his monstrous member, still not fully erect but almost the size of her arm, peeking under his big fat belly. 
This sight caused a shiver to run down her spine. She was disgusted, yet intrigued. 'Why would any woman want something like this inside their body? It surely cannot give pleasure can it?' she wondered. 
She made him sit down and poured soapy water all over him. She was using liquid detergent because she didn't want to waste her expensive body wash on him.
She started by washing his arms and legs, trying to avoid looking at the parts of his body that made her uncomfortable. However, she couldn't help but notice the involuntary twitching of his half-erect phallus as she washed him.
Shreya swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to ignore it, telling herself that it was normal and that she shouldn't judge him for his body's natural response to her touch.
But deep down, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust and confusion. She remembered seeing women taking dicks in their mouth in all the porn she had watched and thought Rani might have to do it too. So bent down and tried to sniff his phallus and it smelt awful. So reluctantly she washed it. 
She scrubbed it vigorously, trying to erase the dirt and filth that clung to it. The process was uncomfortable, to say the least, but she did it for the sake of her sister-in-law. She felt guilty for putting Rani through this, but she also knew that this was a necessary step towards understanding her own sexuality. Her washing the dick led to the penis becoming fully erect, staring back at Shreya like a foreign object. The thought of Rani being intimate with this old man and this disgusting object sent a wave of disgust and discomfort through Shreya, but she pushed those thoughts aside. Soon as she was done with washing his groin, she had to move to the filthiest part of his body. His backside. She had to wash his dirty ass, which reeked of the shit that it had not been cleaned for days.
She had to gulp down the swelling lump in her throat and she gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes as she prepared herself mentally. Shreya then slowly made him turn around, the whole room smelt of the shit and raw sewage that she had to wash off.
But she pressed on, determination lining every muscle and bone in her body.
She soaked a cloth in the soapy water and gingerly wiped at his soiled skin, trying her best not to vomit at the disgusting smell that permeated the air.
As she cleaned him, she noticed that his erection had subsided, and for that she was grateful. She couldn't imagine having to tend to a fully erect penis, the thought alone made her skin crawl.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she was finished.
Shreya quickly ushered Chandu out of the bathroom, not wanting to spend another second in that foul-smelling room. She handed him a towel to wipe himself.
Shreya couldn't look at him directly as she felt her face heat up, her hands trembling with disgust at the thought of the physical contact they had just had. She grabbed the dirty clothes and threw them in a bag to be discarded later.
She didn't have any fresh cloths to give him so she decided to proceed without getting him dressed. 
She couldn't stand the thought of him being in the same dirty rags he had been wearing before, so she settled for having him walk around naked.
She felt a pang of guilt as she looked at him, standing there naked and vulnerable, but she quickly pushed it aside. She had a job to do and she couldn't afford to get distracted by her emotions. With a deep breath, she mustered all of her courage and led him to Rani's bedroom.
Rani was waiting for them in her room, her thoughts consumed by the events that were about to unfold. A knock on the door quickly distracted her from all the thoughts. 
Shreya, with a weak smile, walked over to the door to let Chandu in. He was still naked, his body now shiny clean but still smelt like detergent.
Rani set in the bed, dressed in a silky light purple nightgown, her hair tied up in half-up half-down hairstyle. She had no makeup one, just her mangalsutra, bangles, her anklets and sindoor. 
The sharp contrast between Rani and Chandu couldn't have been more clear. Rani, with her flawless face and delicate features, and Chandu, with his wrinkled skin and scrawny frame.
Rani's bedroom was a reflection of her personality, simple and elegant. The walls were painted a soothing shade of blue, and the furniture was dark wood with intricate carvings. A four-poster bed, dbangd in sheer curtains, dominated the room, the centerpiece of a scene about to play out that would change the lives of these three individuals forever.
As Shreya ushered Chandu into the room, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She had never seen Rani like this before - vulnerable and uncertain.
Rani had always been the brave and confident one, the one who knew exactly what to do in every situation. But tonight, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights, unsure of what to do next.
Shreya, on the other hand, was a fiery ball of curiosity. She couldn't help but be drawn to the forbidden fruit that was her sister-in-law's conjugal duties. She had always wondered about the mysterious world of adult relationships, but her traditional upbringing had kept her blind to the realities of the world.
She pulled up a chair and set down leaving Chandu standing naked in the room in-front of Rani. Rani gave Shreya a look as if asking please proceed next, I don't know how to take control of the situation. 
Shreya, sensing Rani's discomfort, stepped in to take charge. She turned to Chandu and said, "Chandu, why don't you sit on the bed, next to Di?"
Chandu bounced towards the bed as a happy bunny. He sat down next to Rani, completely naked and unaffected by the fact.
Shreya noticed Rani had set up a camera facing directly at the bed, probably recording this whole thing. Shreya didn't know how the footage would be used, so she asked Rani why she had set up the camera. 
Rani spoke, her voice cracking "I wouldn't be comfortable with you in the same room. So I set this up for you to watch, later." She gestured towards the camera.
Shreya's eyes widened with surprise, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. She swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded, "Okay then, I'll uh...leave you two alone now."
With tears rimming her eyes, she turned to walk out of the room. But before she could take a step, she heard Rani's voice, "Shreya wait, I need you to do one more thing for me."
She turned back around, her heart pounding in her chest.
"What is it, di?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rani hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting between Shreya and Chandu. Finally, she spoke up. "I need you to...to help me. I don't know if I can do this on my own. I'm scared, Shreya."
Shreya's heart broke at the sight of Rani, her strong and confident sister-in-law reduced to tears. She couldn't help but feel guilty for putting her in this situation.
"Actually don't go. Help me out. I... I don't know what to do or how to proceed. Stay." Rani said, her voice trembling as she looked up at Shreya with her big brown eyes. Shreya stared back at her for a moment, unsure of what to do. She had never seen her sister-in-law so vulnerable before. It made her heart ache to see her like this. She was the lioness whom everyone feared. Now she set there like a trapped bunny.
Shreya came back and set on the chair. She took a deep breath and said "Chandu, why don't you start by kissing Rani, start slowly and gently." Chandu followed the instruction, leaned forward and put his dry, chapped lips on Rani's soft, smooth cheek. Rani shuddered involuntarily at the touch of the wrinkled, leathery skin. Shreya watched as Chandu cupped Rani's cheeks and pressed his sweaty body against hers. Rani closed her eyes as if trying to block out the reality of the situation.
She didn't move or respond to Chandu's kiss, leaving him confused.
"Rani, are you okay? Do you want to stop?" Shreya asked, concern etched all over her face.
Rani opened her eyes and looked at Shreya, grateful for her concern. "No, I want to continue. I just need a moment."
Chandu, still not getting any response from Rani, decided to amp up his efforts. He moved his hand down to Rani's breasts and started groping them.
Rani's eyes widened, and she pushed his hand away. "No, please stop. I don't like that," she pleaded. But Chandu, seemingly possessed, didn't listen. He forcefully raised her nightgown, exposing her bare thighs to Shreya.
Shreya couldn't believe what she was seeing. She glanced at Rani's face, and her heart went out to her sister-in-law. Tears were streaming down her face, and she looked terrified.
Shreya knew she had to intervene. But deep down she was enjoying it. She didn't know she had a thing for watching beautiful ladies being defiled by disgusting creeps like Chandu. She hated herself for this. She cursed herself for loving the way his rough hands were roaming on Rani's delicate thighs. She hated the way her own body was responding to this obscene display of sexual aggression. She hated how her nipples were getting hard under the tight fabric of her bra. She hated the wetness forming between her legs. She hated the way her own body was betraying her pure and naive image of herself.
"Please stop!" Rani cried out again, trying to push him away.
But Chandu wouldn't budge. He was a man possessed, driven by his own sick desires. Shreya watched all of this unfold in front of her, feeling a mix of disgust and fascination. She couldn't believe what they were doing, but at the same time, she couldn't tear her eyes away. She was transfixed by the sight of her sister-in-law's bare thighs, the way her nightgown was bunched up around her waist.
She felt a surge of desire wash over her as she watched Chandu's rough hands explore Rani's body. She couldn't believe the way her own body was responding to this act of degradation.
But as much as she wanted to deny it, she couldn't ignore the growing wetness between her legs. She clenched her thighs together, trying to stifle the feeling, but it only seemed to intensify. She bit down on her lower lip, trying to stifle a moan as she watched Chandu thrust himself against Rani's body.
He continued kissing her passionately, his tongue working hard to find a way into her mouth.
Rani tried her best to push him away, but he was relentless. His other hand traveled down to her breasts and started fondling them roughly. Shreya watched as Rani cried out, begging him to stop. But Chandu just laughed and continued his assault on her.
Shreya couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. She had wanted to see a raw sexual encounter, but not like this. Not when it involved someone she loved and cared for. She hated Chandu in that moment for what he was doing to her sister-in-law.
And yet, she couldn't deny the excitement and fascination that was building up within her. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, pumping hot blood through her veins. She could feel her nipples pebbling beneath her bra, straining against the fabric. She could feel the wetness growing between her legs, dampening her underwear.
"Chandu remove her nightgown." Shreya screamed, even shocking herself after hearing the words coming out of her mouth. 
She shouldn't have said that, she thought. She wanted to order him to stop immediately, but her head was buzzing, her mind was muddled. She couldn't think straight. The sight of her sister-in-law's body being groped by the old man had ignited a fire in Shreya's loins, something she had never experienced before, and her traitorous body had betrayed her by responding with a sudden and overwhelming wave of desire.
Chandu stopped and looked at Shreya with amusement on his face. Even Rani looked at Shreya in disbelief. However, Shreya was too overwhelmed by the sight in front of her to backtrack her request.
"Get her out of her nighty, you despicable old man!" she yelled again, trying to sound more authoritative. Chandu shrugged and went back to his acts on Rani, groping her breasts harder. Shreya's stomach churned with disgust, but she noticed that Rani's cries for mercy had subsided and she didn't seem to be resisting Chandu anymore.
She was staring blankly ahead, her eyes dull and lifeless.
"Rani, are you alright?" Shreya asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rani didn't reply, but Shreya saw a tear roll down her cheek.
It seemed like Rani had given up. She lay there, lifeless, as Chandu continued to grope her. Her only source of strength in the room, Shreya, had betrayed her. 
Shreya shouted in excitement for Chandu to pull off her nightgown. She couldn't comprehend the switch in Rani's behavior from trying to resist the deplorable man to lying there, a mere rag doll.
Rani gave her a blank look and asked, "Is this what you want?" her voice was void of any emotion.
Shreya didn't know how to react. She had initially planned for Rani to corporate, but seeing Rani in this state, her defenses broken down, something else stirred within her. A twisted mix of desire and guilt surged through her.
"Yes, Rani. Common, let's smash the boundaries of this orthodox world together. Teach the ways of sex so I can be prepared for my marriage when time comes. So me that sex isn't meant to be painful and it is pleasurable for both man and woman." Shreya said trying to justify her request.
Rani gave her a disapproving look and gritted her teeth. "...smash the boundaries together she says. 'Together'. I am the one sacrificing my body for her own selfish sake." Rani mumbled taking her venomous gaze away from Shreya.
She then turned to Chandu, whose hands were groping her body without any remorse. Rani closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt humiliated and used, but she knew she had to go through with it.
Chandu seized the moment and began kissing her again. This time, he forced his tongue into her mouth, making her gag.
Rani gathered all her strength and pushed him away. She then proceeded to take off her nightgown, revealing her creamy white body, hidden by just a bra and panty.
"Dumbfuck doesn't even know how expensive silk gowns can be."
Rani mumbled under her breath as she looked at the ruined nightgown on the floor. She then turned to Shreya, who was sitting awkwardly in her chair, and said, "If you want to learn about sex, we might as well do this right."
Rani reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She let it slide off her shoulders and fall to the ground, exposing her bare breasts to Chandu and Shreya. Shreya couldn't help but stare at Rani's perfect, round breasts with their dark pink nipples.
She had never seen her sister-in-law completely naked before, and the sight was deeply arousing.
Rani, however, seemed to be in a trance, her eyes glazed over as she lay back on the bed. Shreya could see the deep sadness and hurt in her eyes, and it made her heart ache. But it seemed like the old lioness was back.
Gone was the defeated woman from a while ago. She positioned herself on the bed in way her back rested on the headboard. She gave Chandu a lifeless look inviting him to continue. 
He didn't hesitate as he pounced on her like a beast. He mounted her as she lay expressionless on the bed. Rani turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, bracing herself for the inevitable. Chandu was on his knees and spread her legs wide apart to position himself between them. He cupped Rani's face and began kissing her staring from her left ear. He started with a gentle nibble and continued kissing and sucking her ear. Rani couldn't help but flinch at the sensation. She was not used to such degrading treatment. Shreya watched as her sister-in-law's body trembled under the onslaught. She couldn't tell whether it was fear, disgust or pleasure coursing through Rani's veins.
Meanwhile, Chandu continued his descent kissing Rani's neck and collarbone, inhaling the scent of her skin. He groped her breasts, pinching her nipples and eliciting a gasp from Rani. He turned her face towards him and for few seconds, tried to take in the raw beauty of her, which was marred by few lines of tension on her forehead, which Shreya could make out from her distance. He then pressed his lips against hers. Rani remained stiff, not responding to his kisses at first. It was not because she didn't want to give herself in (well that was also the case) but his mouth smelled like something she couldn't recognize but hated instantly. Shreya did give him a bath but his mouth was still filthy from him not brushing his teeth in many decades. 
Rani could not bear the smell of the layers of his bad breath and turned her head away. But, Chandu was in no mood to stop, he was on a roll. He gripped Rani's face with his rough, dirty hands and forced her to look at him. He again pressed his lips 
against hers, trying to part them open with his tongue. Rani struggled at first, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong for her. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and began exploring its depths. Rani tried her best to suppress her gag reflex as he slobbered all over her.
Shreya watched the scene unfold with a mix of fascination and disgust. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, but at the same time, she couldn't look away.
Rani would taste years old food stuck in his mouth mixed with taste of betelnut and cheap cigarettes. 
Her reaction was expected as she gagged and tried to push him away, but Chandu was much stronger who had spent years in hard labor.
Shreya squirmed in her seat, feeling a mix of disgust and excitement at the sight before her. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the growing wetness between her legs.
She watched as he groped and fondled Rani's breasts, pinching her nipples and eliciting soft whimpers from her.
Rani's eyes were squeezed shut, her face a mask of pain and disgust as he continued his assault on her body. Shreya couldn't believe the sight before her, her idol, her sister-in-law reduced to this. She was torn between her own arousal and the guilt of watching this unfold.
She wanted to look away, to protect Rani's modesty and purity, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the feeling of excitement that surged through her veins as she watched.
Soon they exchanged their saliva, their tongues twisting and swirling around each other. Chandu thrust his hips forward, grinding himself against Rani's thigh. She could feel the hardness of his erection her skin. But there was plenty of time before the giant phallus would enter her.
In the meantime, Chandu's rough hands were roaming over her body. He grabbed her ass, kneading it like dough as they kissed, pushing her legs apart to gain better access to her center. Rani didn't want to fully commit, trying to keep hold of the last few shreds of her dignity. So she decided to keep going with the act without letting herself loose.
Rani kept her thighs tightly pressed together, trying to block any unwanted touch from Chandu's filthy hands. However, the old man was determined and persistent, and soon he managed to wedge himself between her legs.
He sucked on her neck, leaving a hickey on her pale skin, going down to her perky nipples, flicking and swirling his tongue around them, causing her to moan out in pleasure.
His rough, calloused hands groped and squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers, making them stiffen in response.
Rani's body was responding to the sensations, despite her fighting her mind and her conscience. She stayed firm, not trying to give in to her body. If it was any other person, they would have given in to the pleasure. But this was Rani, she was so strong mentally that she continued to fight her body while co-operating with Chandu modestly. 
Chandu now being bored of her breast, stood up and grabbed her by her hair. He pulled her up and made her sit on her knees. Now his giant fully erect member was staring her in the face. He wrapped her hair in his fist, pulling it tightly and obtaining full control of her head.
She winced in pain but didn't protest. He pushed her face closer to his crotch and forced her to take him in her mouth. She tried to resist at first, but his grip on her hair was too tight. She opened her mouth and allowed him inside.
Shreya watched in shock as Rani's head moved back and forth, taking in Chandu's length. She looked up at her sister-in-law with sadness and guilt in her eyes, seeing her reduced to this.
The act of fellatio was rough and obscene, and yet, there was something animalistic about it that excited Shreya. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight of Rani's lips wrapped around Chandu's shaft, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him deep into her mouth.
Rani quickly took his length in her mouth, trying to get this over with as fast as possible. But Chandu had other plans, he gripped her hair tighter, making sure she couldn't move an inch. He started thrusting his hips, driving his cock deeper into her mouth.
Rani gagged, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she continued to service him, knowing that it was the only way to get this over with.
Shreya watched in awe and horror as Rani took Chandu's cock in and out of her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out with each thrust. She couldn't believe what she was seeing – her sister-in-law, a woman she admired and looked up to, reduced to this. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the feeling of excitement that was coursing through her veins.
She could feel her own arousal growing as she watched, her body responding to the explicit display of sexuality. She could feel her nipples hardening beneath her bra, and a warmth spreading between her legs. She shifted in her seat, trying to stifle the growing ache in her loins.

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As she watched, she could see the bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip of Chandu's cock.
Rani's eyes watered as he thrust deeper into her mouth, but she refused to back down. She could feel the thickness of his cock, the veins standing out on his shaft, the salty taste of his pre-cum on her tongue. She gagged and tried to pull away, but Chandu held her in place, his grip on her hair tightening.
Spit dribbled down her chin, mixing with the tears that streamed down her face. Shreya watched, her heart racing, as Rani's throat worked to take in Chandu's length. It was a degrading sight, but Shreya couldn't deny the heat that pooled in her lower belly, the tightening of her nipples against the lace of her bra.
The speed of Rani's head had increased rapidly and now her head seemed like a blur.
The sound of her sucking and slurping combined with the low groans of Chandu was the ultimate aphrodisiac for Shreya. She couldn't believe how this situation had escalated. From a simple request to witness a sexual act, to being a part of this shocking display. She felt filthy and guilty for enjoying the scene before her, but the pleasure surging through her was so intense that she found herself unable to resist it.
With one last hard thrust, Chandu released into Rani's mouth, and she struggled to swallow his load.
Shreya watched in amazement as Rani pulled back, her cheeks hollow, and the last of Chandu's cum dripping down her chin. She was about to spit everything out when Chandu, with an evil gleam in his eyes, leaned forward and gripped her chin tightly.
Shreya watched in horror as her once-respected sister-in-law obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the vile substance, her throat working convulsively.
Rani was degusted from what just happened. 
She felt so degraded, so violated. She felt like a mere object, a tool to fulfill some sick man's twisted fantasies. Her face was red, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
Chandu smirked as he watched Rani swallow his load. He then pulled out of her mouth, leaving Rani gasping for air. "Good girl," he grunted as he stood up, his flaccid cock still glistening with Rani's saliva.
Shreya couldn't believe what just happened.
Rani made a face of disgust, as if trying to rid the taste of his semen from her mouth. She stood up with shaky legs and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.
"That was fucking vile." Rani hissed under her breath, referring to the taste of Chandu's semen. But she couldn't stand and fell back on the bed. Chandu too, feeling exhausted fell on her. But the act was not done yet. 
There was still the penetration left of the raw sexual encounter.
As Chandu lay on top of Rani, his flaccid cock still resting between her legs, Shreya watched in anticipation. She couldn't believe what she was about to witness, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was thrumming through her veins.
She wanted to look away, to protect Rani's dignity, but at the same time, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight.
Rani lied on the bed trying to move Chandu who fell directly on her trying to crush her under his heavy weight.
She gave out a weak scream.
"Get off me you old prick! You're heavy." Rani exclaimed with as much strength she could muster in her current state of mind.
She didn't want to sound too harsh on Chandu, but she couldn't deny the anger and disgust boiling up inside of her.
Chandu paid no attention to her words and continued to lie on her. He was enjoying the feeling of Rani's warm, soft body beneath him, even if she wasn't fully embracing the act.
Rani let out a sigh in defeat and allowed him to rest on top of her.
It wasn't the weight of his body that bothered her, but the feeling of being invaded and defiled. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, trying to calm herself down. She felt his hand explore her body and grope her breasts, squeezing them like a ripe fruit. She bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in disgust and pain.
Shreya watched from her spot on the chair, her body trembling with anticipation. She felt a mix of excitement and shame wash over her as she watched her sister-in-law being violated by the filthy old man.
Rani looked at Shreya and said "Bring a bowl of oil, some old clothes and a sheet of plastic wrap. Also you did a really terrible job of cleaning him. He still stinks." 
Rani hissed under her breath, rolling her eyes at Shreya's failed attempt at cleaning Chandu.
Shreya swallowed the lump in her throat and quickly got up from her chair. She nodded and hurried out of the room, trying to ignore the guilt and shame that was eating away at her. She took a quick detour to her own bedroom and grabbed a bottle of coconut oil from her dresser. She didn't want Chandu to touch Rani without any lubrication.
It would be painful for Rani otherwise. Shreya quickly returned to Rani's bedroom with the requested items.
Rani looked at the objects in Shreya's hand and nodded in approval. Rani asked Shreya to lay the plastic wrap around the bed so that the floor didn't get stained. Rani took the coconut oil from Shreya and applied a generous amount to Chandu's semi-erect penis.
Shreya watched as her sister-in-law's delicate hands stroked Chandu's shaft, and the thick oil dripped down his length. Rani's face was expressionless, but her eyes were filled with determination. She was going to see this through, no matter how degrading or disgusting it was.
Within a few minutes, Chandu was hard and ready to penetrate Rani. She took a deep breath and spread her legs wider, allowing Chandu to position himself between them. Shreya watched with bated breath as Chandu's thick cock slid between Rani's slick folds.
Rani winced as the tip of his cock pressed against her opening. It had been years since she had been penetrated, and she knew it was going to be painful. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the inevitable.
"Do it already," she muttered under her breath, her voice shaking with a mixture of fear and anger.
Chandu didn't need any further encouragement. He pushed forward, his cock slowly sliding into Rani's tight channel. She gasped as she felt him fill her, the sensation almost overwhelming.
Shreya watched in fascination as Rani's body stretched to accommodate Chandu's girth. It was a raw and intense sight, one that made her heart race and her body tingle with desire.
But it was too much for Rani. The dick was way too big for her tight and barely pussy. She screamed in pain as Chandu forced it inside her. It hurt, it burned, and she felt like she was being ripped open.
"Holy fucking shit, stop!" She cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. But Chandu didn't listen. He kept thrusting into her, reveling in the feeling of her tightness around him.
Shreya watched in horror as her sister-in-law was being taken against her will. She felt helpless and disgusted.
The pain was unbearable, but even worse was the feeling of being used and degraded. She couldn't understand how she ended up in this situation, with a filthy old man taking advantage of her. She tried to push him away, to fight back, but he was too strong. He held her down, his hands grasping at her breasts, his mouth covering hers in sloppy, forceful kisses.
The smell of alcohol and cigarettes on his breath made Rani gag, but he didn't seem to care.
He continued to thrust into her, his grunts and moans filling the room. Rani's body felt like it was on fire, and she could feel the warmth of her own blood trickling down her thighs.
Shreya watched in disbelief as her sister-in-law was being defiled by the old man. She felt a mix of emotions: shock, disgust, guilt, and anger. How could she let this happen? How could she be a part of this? But at the same time, she couldn't deny the arousal that was building up inside of her.
She clenched her thighs together as she watched Chandu thrust into Rani with reckless abandon, feeling a surge of wetness between her legs. She felt ashamed of her own desires, but she couldn't help it.
Meanwhile, Rani's body had adjusted to the intrusion and the pain had subsided, replaced by a dull throbbing. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on the pleasure instead, thinking about how this was all part of her plan to make Shreya understand the realities of marriage and sex.
"Rani, are you okay?" Shreya asked, her voice shaking with concern.
Rani opened her eyes and saw her young sister-in-law looking at her with a worried expression. She nodded reassuringly and whispered, "I'm fine, just focus on what you're doing."
Shreya nodded and turned her attention back to Chandu, who had his eyes closed and his head thrown back in pleasure.
She could see the veins on his neck throbbing, and his lips were curled back in a low growl as he moved his hips back and forth.
Rani moaned softly, her body responding instinctively to the rhythm of Chandu's thrusts. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge with each stroke, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the familiar tingling sensation build up.
Shreya watched as Rani's body writhed in pleasure, her breasts jiggling with each movement.
She couldn't believe what she was witnessing - her innocent, naïve sister-in-law being pleasured by an old, filthy man. But even more shocking was the fact that she herself was getting turned on by the scene before her. She could feel her nipples harden under her bra, and a warmth spread between her legs.
She couldn't deny it anymore - she was aroused.
Rani's breathing became faster, and Shreya could see the pleasure building up on her face.
She closed her eyes, her delicate features contorted in ecstasy as Chandu continued his assault on her body.
"Oh God," she moaned, her voice echoing through the room. "Harder, harder."
Chandu obliged, thrusting his hips forcefully against Rani's. With each stroke, the bed creaked and groaned under their weight, the springs protesting against the rough treatment.
Sweat glistened on their bodies, mixing with the oil that Rani had applied earlier.
The room was filled with the scent of sex and sweat, and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
Shreya sat back in her chair, watching in fascination as her sister-in-law was pleasured by the old man. Her eyes were glued to the movement of their bodies, taking in every little detail.
She watched as Chandu reached down to grip Rani's hips, pulling her closer to him as he thrust deeper into her. Rani's moans grew louder, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
Shreya watched as the old man's thrusts became more frenzied, his body slamming against Rani's with a desperate urgency. Rani's body trembled with each impact, her breath hitching as she felt herself on the brink of release.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she cried out, her fingers digging into the sheets as she felt the waves of pleasure wash over her.
Chandu grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his own climax. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside Rani, his body shuddering as he filled her with his seed.
Rani whimpered, her own orgasm subsiding as she felt him pump his release into her. She could feel it filling her up, leaking out of her, and she couldn't help but feel dirty and disgusted.
But there was no turning back now. The deed was done. She lay there, limp and exhausted, as the weight of what had just transpired settled upon her. She had allowed herself to be defiled, all in the name of a social experiment.
Shreya watched, her own arousal building as she witnessed the dirty deed being done.
She couldn't believe how filthy and raw the encounter was, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from it. She saw Rani's body trembling with pleasure as the old man thrust into her, each movement more carnal and raw than the last.
Despite her initial disgust, Shreya couldn't deny the heat that was pooling in her own loins. She felt her nipples harden under her bra, and she shifted in her seat as a warm ache spread through her body.
Chandu was not completely passed out with ejaculating twice in his old age and fell on Rani, who was still shaking from her orgasm. She was breathing heavily.
Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. Rani's face was flushed, and her body was still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. She lay there, motionless, as Chandu's weight pressed down on her, his dick still inside her.
Shreya watched from her chair, her own body tingling with arousal. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. Her sister-in-law, the woman who had always been a role model for her, had just engaged in a raw and filthy act with a filthy old man.
Shreya couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight of Chandu's limp dick still inside Rani, the sight was both revolting and exciting to her. She couldn't help but feel guilty for the arousal she felt, but she was unable to control the heat traveling from her loins all the way to her face.
She saw both Rani and Chandu pass out and decided to leave them be, and finish herself off in her own bedroom.

[lattu_pattu]

I had few questions, regarding this update. I am writing the text in bold so its easier to notice.

• First, what do you guys feel about the length of the act itself? While writing I felt it was long but after reading I think I rushed things to end quickly. What do you think?
  
• Second, what do you think of me adding constant POV of Shreya while Rani and Chandu were engaged in the act. Was it too distracting?
  
• Third, I have a basic idea in mind about what happens next in the story but I would really love and appreciate your suggestions
  
• And last, please let me know if you liked the story so far. I got the idea from a half-baked Hindi story I read years ago. So I decided to expand the story into an entire saga.
  

Thank you for reading and please let me know how you felt about it and provide some constructive criticism to do better in future.

[lattu_pattu]

Very nice. Is she taking revenge on her bhabi. She started calling her by name.

Tbh I didn't notice that lol it was purely unintentional

[lattu_pattu]

As the golden rays of the morning sun streamed through the open windows, Shreya slowly stirred from her deep slumber, her consciousness gradually returning to her. 


The memories of the previous night's events came rushing back to her, flooding her mind with a kaleidoscope of emotions. She couldn't believe what had transpired, the line between fantasy and reality blurring together in a dizzying haze.

Her thoughts turned to Rani, the woman she had idolized for so long, her trusted confidante and mentor.

She couldn't believe that Rani had agreed to help her in this unconventional way, but she was grateful beyond words for her willingness to sacrifice her own dignity for Shreya's sake. She resolved to never take this act for granted, and to always remember the immense trust and generosity that Rani had bestowed upon her.

As she lay in bed, she couldn't shake off the anxiety that gnawed at the pit of her stomach.
Images of the night before played like a reel before her eyes, her heartbeat quickening at the thought of what she had witnessed. The experience had been at once thrilling and terrifying, a cocktail of emotions that left her reeling. She couldn't help but wonder if her life would ever be the same again.

Meanwhile, in another part of the house, Rani and Chandu were still locked in their post-coital embrace, their bodies entwined in a intimate dance that defied the passage of time.
Rani's eyes were closed, her breathing shallow and uneven as she was exhausted by the intensity of the act. She had never experienced anything like it before, and the shock of it had left her trembling in Chandu's arms.

Chandu, on the other hand, had a look of serenity on his face, his eyes half-closed as he basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. He couldn't believe his luck, stumbling upon this opportunity to be intimate with a woman as beautiful and respectable as Rani.

The fact that she had agreed to this act out of kindness and concern for her sister-in-law only heightened his appreciation for her. Although he was old and almost senile, he felt chances like this were rare and he wanted to make the most out of it. It gave him a sense of purpose in this world that seemed to have abandoned him, and he was grateful that Shreya had thought of him in this way.

It was almost 11.30 in the morning. Shreya had already woken up from her bed and was making her way towards the kitchen. She couldn't believe what she had witnessed the night before - her elder sister-in-law, Rani Gupta, in an intimate embrace with an old beggar named Chandu. The scene was one that Shreya would never forget, as it challenged everything she had known about sexuality, relationships, and the people around her.

Shreya's mind was still reeling from the events of the previous night, and she had barely slept a wink. She was getting ready for her university when she got a call from her friend from uni. 
"Man I am glad that the classes are cancelled today. That means we are getting extra days to finish up the assignments!" said the voice on the phone.

"What do you mean the classes are getting cancelled?" Shreya asked, her thoughts momentarily drifting from the aftermath of the previous night's events.

"What you don't know? Where have you been all day yesterday? It was all over the news. One of the mafia leaders who was caught for various crimes that ruined the city has been granted bail from the court. He was rich and influential and used his connections to get out. People are not happy about this. Many lost their families due to that guy. The city is in chaos! Riots have broken out all over Jaipur! The security officer are trying to contain it, but unrest is growing by the minute. I recommend you stay indoors and avoid any unnecessarily travel outside the house."

Shreya's heart skipped a beat as she listened to the news. This meant that her plans to drop Chandu back to the streets had been foiled. She glanced towards the master bedroom, where she knew Rani and Chandu were still asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

The irony of the situation was not lost on her. Just a few hours ago, she had been eagerly anticipating the chance to witness a sexual encounter firsthand. But now, she was stuck with an old beggar in her house, with no way to dispose of him.

"Ahh uhm that's...great to hear. I was not in mood to attend classes anyways. Good luck and call me if you need any help with the assignment." Shreya said and hung up the phone, her thoughts racing. What should she do? She couldn't very well let Chandu stay in the house indefinitely. But she also couldn't risk taking him out onto the streets in the midst of a city-wide riot.
Not knowing what to do, she ran towards Rani's bedroom to see how things were going on over there. 

As she approached, she heard strange noises coming from the room. They were not the usual sounds of pleasure, but low groans and soft moans that conveyed immense pain and frustration. Shreya felt her heart sink in her chest. She pushed the door open gently, revealing a sight that she would never forget.

Rani and Chandu were sprawled on the bed, looking haggard and disheveled. Their bodies were twisted in uncomfortable positions, with Rani pinned underneath Chandu's immense weight.
It seemed that they had been locked in this position for hours, unable to move due to sheer exhaustion. Shreya's heart went out to her sister-in-law as she watched the scene play out before her. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude towards Rani.

Her curiosity had led her to this point, and although she had gotten more than she had bargained for, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fulfilment. Her desire to witness a sexual encounter had been satisfied, but at what cost?

She moved in to take a closer look. Rani's face was contorted in pain, and the old man's breathing was heavy and labored. It was abundantly clear that they had been in that position for quite some time. Shreya felt a wave of guilt wash over her as she realized the consequences of her actions. Rani had only agreed to engage in this act to fulfill Shreya's deepest desires, and she was now paying the price.

"Sh...Shreya he...he is still inside me." Rani said, barely able to form a proper sentence. 
Shreya's heart sank as she looked at her sister-in-law's frustrated expression. She didn't know what to do. "I didn't mean for it to go on for this long," Shreya said apologetically.
"I'm not angry with you, Shreya. I'm just in a lot of pain. Last night (groans in pain) he...he went on twice after you left" Rani replied, her voice strained.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry!" Shreya exclaimed, immediately regretting her actions. "I can't believe I put you through this just for my own curiosity."

Rani gave her a reassuring smile. "It's alright, Shreya. I knew what I was getting myself into when I agreed to do this for you. But we need to get him off me now."

Shreya nodded, still feeling guilty about the situation. She looked down at Chandu and saw that he was fast asleep, his breathing steady and even.

Rani looked up at Shreya, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and gratitude. She attempted to smile, but it only served to twist her mouth into an agonized grimace.

"I'll try my best to get him off you," Shreya said, feeling utterly helpless in this situation. She took a deep breath, braced herself, and began to carefully shift Chandu's weight off Rani. Every movement was slow and deliberate, as she did not want to cause Rani any additional pain or discomfort.

"Easy Shreya!" Rani exclaimed "Careful, he is still inside me." 

Shreya froze in her tracks, her heart racing as she looked at the scene before her. Rani lay on the bed, her breath shallow and strained, her body weak and tired from the intense love-making that had occurred just hours before.

Chandu, the decrepit old man that Shreya had brought into their lives, was still lying on top of Rani, his body lifeless and heavy. He seemed to be devoid of any energy or consciousness, his eyes closed and his breathing shallow.

Shreya waited for a moment, unsure of what to do next.
She looked at her sister-in-law, whose face was etched with pain and discomfort. She felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility to help her.

"I need you to try and move your legs, Di," Shreya said gently, trying to maintain a calm and composed demeanor.
Rani nodded weakly, her strength completely depleted. Slowly, reluctantly, she began to move her legs, wincing as the action sent a jolt of pain coursing through her body.

Chandu's body shifted slightly as Rani moved, but he remained unconscious.

Shreya then gently took hold of Chandu's dick, which was covered in pool of sweat and his load which was released inside Rani.
The feeling of it sent a shudder down Shreya's spine. She couldn't believe what she was doing. She had never even touched a man in this way before, let alone someone old enough to be her grandfather.

But she knew that she had to do it for Rani's sake.

She took a deep breath and steeled herself for the task at hand.

Slowly, she began to pull Chandu's dick out of Rani, a mix of emotions coursing through her as she did. It was the most disgusting thing she had ever touched, and the feeling of it moving against her skin made her stomach turn. At the same time, she was relieved to see Rani's face beginning to ease, the lines of pain on her forehead slowly disappearing.

Once his penis was finally out of Rani's body, she gathered all her strength and rolled Chandu's body off her onto the floor.
He landed with a heavy thud but remained unconscious. Shreya sighed in relief, thankful that her ordeal was finally over.
For a few moments, neither of them spoke, both of them trying to get their bearings and process what had just happened. Rani lay back against the pillows, her body aching and sore, while Shreya stood by the bed, feeling guilty and ashamed for what she had put her elder sister-in-law through.

Finally, Rani spoke up.

"Shreya, I know you were curious and wanted to experiment, but what we did was inappropriate. And he was going on all night."
Shreya could hardly believe it. She was exhausted, drained of all her energy and yet, here was this old man, still going.
"I-I think he's had enough, Di," Shreya stammered, averting her eyes from the sight before her.
Rani shook her head, her eyes heavy with exhaustion but still determined.

Shreya gently caressed Rani's hair as she whispered soothing words, trying to comfort her sister-in-law. She couldn't believe the mess she had gotten herself into, bringing an old stranger into their home and involving Rani in her curious scheme.
Rani's labored breathing slowly returned to normal as she gathered her strength to stand up. She carefully grabbed hold of the bedpost, her legs wobbling as she tried to steady herself.

Shreya rushed to her side, offering her arm for support. Together, they managed to help Rani to her feet.
Her legs trembled with every step, but she refused to let her pain show. Shreya couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt and shame. She realized too late the full implications of her span of curiosity. She had put not only herself but also Rani in a dangerous and precarious position. 

She carried Rani towards the bathroom to clean her up. She was a mess.
Rani's thighs were sticky and sore, her hair disheveled, and her body ached all over. Shreya helped her into the bathtub, gently washing away the remnants of the previous night's encounter. The warm water soothed Rani's aching muscles, and she leaned back, letting out a deep sigh.

Shreya felt a pang of guilt in her chest. She never imagined that her innocent curiosity would lead to this. But something more serious was troubling her mind. Chandu had cummed inside Rani, that too multiple times last night. Shreya was scared that Rani might conceive and ruin her life. She knew that her elder sister-in-law had always followed the traditional and conservative path in her life. Becoming pregnant out of wedlock would be the last thing she would ever want.

Shreya's mind raced as she contemplated the ways to help Rani. She couldn't just leave her in this predicament. She was her elder sister-in-law, a woman who had always been nothing but kind and supportive towards her.
Shreya knew that she couldn't just leave Rani alone to deal with this mess.

"Why do you have that look on your face Shreya? The look that you have when your mind is spinning with a thousand thoughts and you're trying to hide it," Rani asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

Shreya hesitated for a moment, biting her lip as she tried to find the right words. "I-I was just thinking about what happened last night. And how we didn't take any preventive measures to avoid...you know," she said, her voice trailing off.
Rani gave her a gentle smile and reached out to touch Shreya's cheek.

"Don't worry my dear, I have it all under control. I did take preventive measures. I am a married woman and I know how motherhood works. I can't just simply conceive a child through one act of love-making. Besides, your brother is really busy right now with his new line of work so we can't have a child now. We have planned this out with a doctor and I am on something called an IUD which makes it impossible to get pregnant. So don't worry about it.” Rani said, her voice soothing and calming Shreya’s frustration and curiosity.
Shreya breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders. She never knew that her innocent curious mind would lead her to a series of such drastic events.

"Now thank you for all your help Shreya but will please leave me alone to just relax in hot water? And while I have a bath, can you please take care of that geezer? Leave him where you found him." Rani said with a loving smile on her face. 
"Uhm about that Di. I have something to tell you. It seems that our guest for the night, Chandu, cannot leave the house today. The entire city of Jaipur is in a state of chaos, thanks to the release of a mafia leader. Riots have broken out everywhere, and the security officer are struggling to bring things under control. There's now way I can leave the house with him without facing any consequences." 
Shreya hesitated to break the news to her sister-in-law, but she knew there was no way around it.
Rani looked at Shreya with a mixture of surprise and frustration. "What do you mean he can't leave? We can't just keep him here forever!"

Shreya felt a surge of guilt wash over her. She knew this situation was partly her fault, and she needed to come up with a solution.
"It just the matter of few days Di. I believe the riots will calm down in few days and it would be safer to get out. We have to keep him here, just for a short while," Shreya explained, hoping to appease her sister-in-law's frustrations.

Rani sighed, her body still aching from the previous night's events. "Fine, he can stay here for a few days. But you must take care of him. Make sure he doesn't cause any trouble."

Shreya nodded eagerly. "I will take care of everything, Di. You don't have to worry about a thing."

Rani nodded, satisfied with Shreya's response. "I'm going to rest now. By the way how bad are things right now outside and what's the entire matter?" Rani asked, concern etching on her face.

"Apparently, a mafia leader, remember the guy who was guilty and involved in many crimes that crumbled down the city, has been granted bail. People were enraged as one of the mafia leaders could easily buy his freedom for his crimes and the ones who suffered his evil were helplessly entangled in the court proceedings for justice which incidentally never came on time. This resulted in violent protests and riots in various parts of the city. The security officer were called in, but the situation was deteriorating." Shreya explained.
"The entire city is in chaos, Rani. People are angry, and I don't blame them. I can't risk taking Chandu out onto the streets, not in this state. So, for the time being, he'll have to stay here. I hope you understand."

Rani sighed, her frustration evident. "I don't like it, but you're right. We can't put ourselves at risk. If people find out that we have a man of the streets in our home, who knows what they might do. Ok you can take your leave now and get that fat fuck out of my room. I don't want to see his face when I come out of bath." Rani said, closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the porcelain bathtub. Shreya nodded and exited the bathroom, closing the door softly behind her.

She paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts. The day had turned out far differently than she had imagined. She never intended for her curiosity to lead to such a dramatic situation. But she couldn't deny the excitement that surged through her veins. She had witnessed something that most people could only dream of, something that she knew she would never forget.

Despite the unsettling feelings that churned in her stomach, she couldn't ignore the thrill that coursed through her veins. She had seen the raw, unbridled passion that fuelled the human desire for physical connection, and it had ignited something within her.
Shreya had always been a curious and adventurous person, but she had never indulged in such a reckless act before. The thrill of it had come as a shock to her. She felt a combination of guilt and excitement, wondering if she had discovered a new side of herself. She she finally accepted an interest that had laid dormant inside her: voyeurism. She got this odd arousal seeing a pretty lady getting ravaged by someone who was older and much uglier. The thought of someone from the bottom of social hierarchy enjoying a fleeting moment of passion with someone from the top fueled her darkest fantasies. She wondered how it would feel to witness such moments of intimacy between people from different walks of life. It was something to do with people coming from two extreme opposites, whether it was age, beauty or social standings, that sparked the ember within her.

As Shreya turned away from the bathroom door, her thoughts of voyeurism lingered. She wondered if her newfound fascination would push her to indulge in more illicit activities. She already had a taste of the thrill, but would it ever be enough to satisfy that burning curiosity within her?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of movement coming from Rani's bedroom, snapping her back to reality. She opened the door to find Chandu standing there, groggily rubbing his eyes. 

He blinked in confusion, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings before his gaze settled on Shreya.

She watched as recognition dawned on his face, a mixture of fear and excitement flashing through his eyes.

"Goo...duh...maaarnin." These were the words let out from Chandu's mouth as his failed attempt to say Good Morning. He had lost his ability to speak with age and the fact he was ostracized from the society decades ago. 

"Ok ok good morning. Now listen you can't go home, because, nevermind there are reasons, I won't waste my energy to explain it to a looser like you. So I will allow you to live inside our house for few days, but on condition that you behave and know your place. Understood asshole?" Shreya said with a scowl on her face.

She started to despise him after seeing the state Rani was in today morning. 

The man had treated Rani's body like an object meant for pleasure and left her in such a terrible condition. But she had no other option; she was stuck with caring for this wandering soul. She gave him some old clothes that belonged to her late father, and took him to a small room usually reserved for storage.

She laid out some blankets for him to sleep on, and handed him a bottle of water and stale bread. His eyes glinted with gratitude, and Shreya couldn't help but feel a small sense of satisfaction.

After temporarily taking care of him, she went back to Rani's room to check on her but once she entered the room, she saw something that reminded her of last night's events. 

She had completely forgotten about the camera Rani had initially set up last night. 

She picked it up, its weight solid in her hands. She turned it on but it had died down after being on all night. She quickly took it to her room and connected it with her computer. It had recorded everything that she witnessed last night. But wait, there was more!
As Shreya sat in front of her computer, sifting through the footage from last night, she realized that the camera had captured something even more surprising. She remembered Rani mentioning Chandu fucking her two more times after Shreya had retired back to her room. 

So she scrolled to the moment when she left the room and watched the scene unfold on the screen.
The action started again roughly after hour and a half after she left. Chandu's dick was still inside Rani, limp from the previous orgasm. 
He grunted as he pulled out, leaving a trail of sticky wetness on Rani's thigh. She groaned as he did so, feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure from the rough treatment.

Chandu got up and started slapping his dick on Rani's face. 

Rani looked at him with a tired expression but began to blow him slowly. Shreya couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes. She knew that Rani was not happy doing it and felt like her body was moving involuntarily. 

But somehow, this realization only fueled Shreya's arousal. She couldn't deny the feeling of excitement that was building up inside her. She watched carefully as Rani took Chandu's dick into her mouth, the sound of her sucks echoing in the room.

Chandu's body jerked as she sucked him in, the pleasure apparent on his face. He groaned and gripped the side of Rani's face, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. Spit dripped down Rani's chin as she struggled to take him in.

Shreya watched as Rani's face contorted in discomfort with each thrust of Chandu's hips. But to her surprise, Rani never protested or stopped, despite the exhaustion and pain that was etched onto her face.

Rani was lying flat on the bed with Chandu sitting on top of her. He was resting slightly above her chest area with her face buried in his groin.

Shreya watched in disbelief as Rani's cheeks caved in and out with each movement of her head. It was clear that Rani wasn't enjoying the act, but Chandu seemed to be relishing every moment of it. His hips rocked back and forth hitting bouncing off her breast with every thrust due to the position he was sitting in. 

His callused hands gripped onto the side of Rani's fragile face as he face fucked her. Rani let out a breathless grunt every time he pushed himself in. The camera angle caught all of this with the perfect view and Shreya couldn't look away.
Soon he pulled out of her mouth and moved up a little, now sitting directly above Rani's face, who was still lying flat on the bed. He inserted his dirty fingers in Rani's mouth and opened it wide for him to drop his balls right inside. Chandu seemed to get immense pleasure from the act. He let out a filthy groan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he savored the sensation of having his balls in Rani's mouth. Rani's sighs were barely audible beneath him, her mouth stretched wide to accommodate his balls.
Shreya's heart raced as she watched the scene play out on her computer screen. She was gripped by a mixture of shock and arousal, and she couldn't tear her eyes away. She saw Chandu's hips begin to rock back and forth, pressing his balls deeper and deeper into Rani's mouth with every movement.

The sight was almost too much to bear, and Shreya's hand drifted down to her own pants.
She began to rub herself through the fabric, feeling a surge of pleasure and shame as she watched. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she couldn't stop either. She felt like a voyeur, spying on a private and intimate moment between two people.
But she couldn't deny the arousal that was building up inside her. She was getting more and more turned on by the second, and she felt her own pleasure begin to build.

She couldn't resist the temptation any longer. She unbuttoned her pants and slipped her hand inside, feeling herself moisten at the touch of her fingers. She began to rub herself in small circles, gasping at the sensation.

On the screen, she watched as Chandu's hips began to move faster, his balls slapping against Rani's face with each thrust. Rani's moans were muffled by his sac, but Shreya could see the raw pleasure on her face.

She couldn't believe what she was witnessing, but she couldn't tear her eyes away either. Gripped by a mix of shock and arousal, she found herself falling deeper and deeper into her own growing desires.

On the computer screen, Chandu's thrusts grew more erratic as his moans grew louder. With his free hand, he gripped the headboard, and pushed himself deeper and deeper into Rani, causing her to gag.

Shreya could see the pain in Rani's eyes, but she couldn't stop watching. She was entranced by the raw, animalistic passion that was unfolding before her. She could feel her own desire building up inside her, and she started to touch herself as she watched.
Shreya's mind was in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. On the one hand, she was disgusted by Chandu's treatment of her elder sister-in-law.

He was using Rani's body for his own pleasure, without a thought for her comfort or consent. It was a violation of her trust, and a horrible thing to do to another person.

On the other hand, Shreya couldn't deny the feeling of arousal that was building up inside her as she watched. She had never seen anything like this before, and the raw, unbridled passion of the scene was like nothing she had ever experienced.
Soon Chandu was hard again, his fully erect cock resting on Rani's forehead as he continued teagbaging her.
His balls bounced on her nose while she breathed heavily from under them. Her eyes were clouded with panic and humiliation. She tried to push him away but he only gripped her throat tighter and laughed.

Shreya couldn't bear watching this any longer, her heart pounded in her chest and she wanted to throw up. The camera caught every horrific detail of the terrible act. She closed her eyes but her ears still rang with Rani's choked cries and Chandu's filthy laughter.
Chandu got off and positioned himself between Rani's legs. Shreya watched as he reached up to his face, pulling down his mustache before spitting on Rani's slit.

Rani's eyes widened in disgust but before she could react, Chandu had pushed inside her. Shreya bit back a gasp as she watched the old man fuck her sister-in-law in a punishing rhythm.
Chandu grunted as he fucked Rani, his hips slapping against hers with alarming force.
Shreya could hear the sound of their skin meeting, the wetness of their bodies mixing together, and the low moans that escaped Rani's lips. She kept her eyes closed, unable to watch the scene play out any longer. But her mind's eye conjured up images of what was happening in the other room, and no matter how much she tried to resist, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.

She could hear Chandu's grunts and Rani's moans, the wet sounds of their bodies slapping together. She could imagine the sight of it: Chandu's wrinkled, sweaty flesh pressed against Rani's smooth, soft skin, their bodies moving together with a fierce, primal rhythm.
Shreya's hand moved faster between her legs, her fingers sliding in and out of her soaking wet folds. She could feel herself getting close, the tension building up inside her like a volcano ready to erupt.

She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans as her pleasure reached dizzying heights. She thought of Chandu, his rough hands gripping on Rani's delicate throat as he fucked her mercilessly. She imagined the look on Rani's face, her eyes wide with shock and terror as she lay there, completely exposed and vulnerable. And it was this image of a woman in distress getting dominated and wronged by a man almost thrice her age, that brought Shreya to her peak.

She let out a moan, her body trembling as the orgasm tore through her. She felt a warm rush of pleasure flood her body, leaving her breathless and weak. She opened her eyes and looked at the computer screen, the sounds of Chandu and Rani's love-making still playing out.

Despite the taboo nature of her thoughts, Shreya couldn't deny the fact that she felt an odd attraction to this strange, surreal situation.
She was both fascinated and repulsed by the power dynamics between Chandu and Rani, and the way in which the old man had taken control of the whole situation. It was a dark, twisted obsession, and Shreya knew that she shouldn't be getting turned on by it, but she couldn't help it.

As she continued to watch the footage on her computer, Shreya's breath hitched in her throat as she saw Chandu withdraw his cock from Rani's worn-out pussy with a triumphant grunt.

His swollen member glistened in the dim light of the room, still slick with Rani's juices. Shreya couldn't tear her eyes away as Chandu began to stroke his cock, his grip ardent as he neared his climax.

Meanwhile, Rani's gaze was fixed on the older man's cock, jaw slack as she watched him jerk himself off. She looked utterly powerless and vulnerable, and something about that made Shreya feel a thrill of excitement.
It was a taboo, twisted desire, but she couldn't deny it. She watched as Chandu continued to jerk himself off, his strokes growing faster and harder as he neared his climax.

He signaled towards her face and the chest as if asking where he should release his load. Rani looked at him with a mixture of disgust and despair.

But instead of responding, she simply closed her eyes and turned her head away, as if hoping that by ignoring him, he would disappear.
But of course, he didn't. Chandu simply grunted in frustration and, with one final, furious stroke, ejaculated.
Ropes of white semen shot out of his cock, splattering all over Rani's naked juicy breasts and her slender neck. A small amount even managed to land on her face, glistening in the dim light of the room.

Shreya watched with bated breath as Chandu continued to spurt, his entire body shaking with the force of his orgasm.
When he was finally done, he slumped back onto the bed, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.
Rani, for her part, simply lay there, eyes closed and face turned away, her chest rising and falling in equal measures of exhaustion and disgust. She wiped off the semen on her face with her finger and to Shreya's surprise, she slowly raised her hand and licked off the semen in filthy silence.

Rani's acceptance of this disrespectful treatment was a mystery to Shreya. But she wasn't willing to dig deeper. She couldn't deny the fact that this whole scene was getting her unbelievably turned on. She was torn between feeling guilty about it and wanting to indulge in more.

As Chandu lay there, panting and sated, Rani slowly got up, wincing slightly as she moved. She took off her mangalsutra and wiped the sindoor from her forehead.

She was shaking slightly, her body still recovering from the forceful treatment it had just received.

Shreya couldn't tear her eyes away as she watched Rani move around the room, her movements slow and deliberate. She was naked, her body glistening with a mixture of sweat and Chandu's semen.

Shreya watched as Rani retrieved a cloth from the dresser and began to clean herself up. Her movements were mechanical, as if she was on autopilot, going through the motions without really thinking about what she was doing.

Shreya watched, mesmerized, as Rani slowly cleaned herself up, her body still trembling slightly from the forceful sex.
Rani's slow movements were a contrast to the urgent, raw sex that had just taken place. But she still seemed capable of movement, even though she was trembling the whole time. What confused Shreya was how did she get in the state where she was completely passed out when Shreya found her this morning. 

Her guess was the second time Rani mentioned she had sex with Chandu. After Rani was done cleaning, she sat on the edge on her bed, looking tired and defeated. 
But before Shreya could move on to that scene, she heard Rani calling for her from the other room.
Shreya quickly saved the footage and turned her computer off, zipped her pants and pulled her hand out from her pussy before hurrying over to Rani's side.

When she entered the room, she found Rani sitting up in bed, looking pale and drawn. Her hair were wet from the bath she took, and she was wearing a old salwar kameez.

It clung to her frame, accentuating her curves. She looked absolutely drained. Her eyes were dark and sunken in. She looked up at Shreya, her expression unreadable.

"Are you okay, di?" Shreya asked, concern etching her features. She sat down next to Rani, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Rani let out a sigh before replying, "I'm fine, Shreya. I just need to rest."
She leaned back against the pillows, closing her eyes wearily. 

"Can you bring me some water, please?" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Shreya nodded, jumping up from the bed reluctantly. She made her way to the kitchen, her mind still reeling from the what see saw in the video.

Shreya couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the way Rani had been treated by Chandu. It was clear that her elder sister-in-law had been used for his own pleasure, and it made her angry. She was torn between her fascination with the taboo nature of their relationship and her concern for Rani's well-being.

As she filled a glass with water, Shreya couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort. She took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind.
But the images from the video were burned into her memory. She couldn't forget the sight of Rani, her body slick with sweat and semen, her expression one of pain and exhaustion.

Shreya couldn't help but wonder what had led Rani to this point. How did she allow Chandu to go on multiple times.
As she walked back to Rani's room, she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

She tried to push aside the nagging thoughts in her head. Instead, she focused on satisfying Rani's needs for the time being.
Shreya handed Rani the water, and watched as she took a few sips, her body slowly coming back to life. She could see the fatigue etched on her face, and the dark circles under her eyes. She wondered how much more of this Rani could handle.
"Di, uhm I just saw what happened last time after I left. I found the camera." Shreya paused, unsure of how to continue. "Why did you allow him to have sex with you later on that two twice?"

"Shreya for the love of god please don't tell me you saw everything." Rani said, her eyes widening in horror.

Shreya hesitated, unsure of what to say. "I-I saw you with him. At least for the first act. I saw till the moment after he was done for the first time, you cleaned yourself and were sitting on the bed before I shut down the video and came here." Shreya replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't bring herself to look Rani in the eye, afraid of what she might see.

Rani let out a deep sigh, her eyes closed as she gathered her thoughts. "Shreya, if you love me, if you respect me even a little bit, please don't see what happens next. Please I beg you. You might loose all the respect you have for me if you see the second part."
"I won't Di, I won't. I promise. But why? Why did you allow things to get to that stage? I thought you said it was just meant to happen once for me to see. Then why Di-"

Before Shreya could finish her sentence, Rani cut her off. "Shreya I have had my reasons."

"What reason Di?" Shreya asked, her voice laden with confusion and concern. "Why would you allow yourself to be treated like that?"

Rani sighed heavily, opening her eyes to look at Shreya. "I know Shreya. Believe me, I know. But sometimes, you are not in a state where you can do things you wish."

Rani's voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes fixed on a spot on the wall. She seemed to be lost in thought.

Shreya's heart went out to her elder sister-in-law. She knew Rani had always been a strong and independent woman, but this situation had clearly taken a toll on her.

"I had already committed a grave sin by sleeping with a stranger. I had no redemption from that. There's no way I could forgive myself or even the entities in the heaven could forgive me. I broke all the vows I took with you brother when we got married. I failed to uphold the sanctity of my marital relationship which meant that I had already sinned to the heavens to begin with. I failed myself as a wife, as a daughter-in-law and most importantly as a god fearing woman. But he told me something that eased my sufferings just a little. He struggled to form words but I got the idea of what he meant to say from the broken sentences he spoke. He said that he was old, almost at the end of his life. He lived all his life forsaken and in poverty. Nothing great or even good happened in his life. But last night fate smiled at him for the first time in his life. He got me, someone 3 times younger than him, someone beautiful, someone from a reputed household. Someone who willingly agreed to have sex with him no matter what my reasons were. He told me how I sacrificed myself for you Shreya. He told me how I gave happiness to him, a poor soul, when he was nearing towards the end of his lifetime. He told me there was no greater deed than sacrificing yourself for your loved ones. There is no greater deed then helping poor souls like him. Then he told me, to engage in sexual acts with him again. Because he wouldn't get a chance like this ever in his life. And I had already committed the grave sin of having sex with stranger. So helping him with his request would at least give me some redemption for the sins I committed. That's the reason I had sex with him, twice."

Rani finished, her voice still quiet and distant. Shreya was stunned. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Her own sister-in-law, a woman she had looked up to her whole life, had just admitted to having sex with a stranger not once, but twice. And all for the sake of redemption.

She didn't know what to say. She felt a jumble of emotions swirling inside of her: confusion, anger, sadness, and above all, pity.
She couldn't imagine what Rani must have gone through – the guilt and shame she must have felt – to have resorted to such extreme measures. And yet, at the same time, Shreya couldn't deny the small spark of admiration she felt for her sister-in-law's strength and selflessness. It took a lot of courage to do what Rani had done, and Shreya couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for her bravery.
But still, she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of her stomach. She knew Chandu was manipulating Rani by promising her that a sexual act with him could bring redemption for her sins. But that might not be the case. What if Chandu was right? 

Shreya couldn't help but wonder. What if having sex with him could bring Rani some measure of redemption? But at what cost? Was it really the right thing to do? Well Rani knew way more about sins and tradition so Shreya thought it best to not question her further. For now, she decided to accept what Rani said and see if it helped in giving Rani some peace.

"Okay di," Shreya said softly, "I won't question you any further. I hope you find some peace."

Rani nodded, offering Shreya a weak smile. It didn't reach her eyes, but it was better than nothing.
Shreya returned the smile, trying to hide her own worry behind a facade of calm. She couldn't let Rani see how much her confession had affected her – it wouldn't be fair to her elder sister-in-law.

"Di, I'm going to go and make some lunch. Do you want anything in particular?" Shreya asked, standing up from the bed and stretching.

Rani shook her head. "No, whatever you make is fine."

[lattu_pattu]

After Shreya talking with Rani, Shreya thought it was the best to leave Rani alone and give her some private time. 

She wanted to give her time to recover from last night's grueling activity, and also time to come to terms with the fact that Shreya knew about the conversation she had with Chandu. Shreya stepped out of the room, leaving Rani to her own thoughts and closed the door gently behind her. She stood there for a moment, her hand still on the doorknob, her mind whirling with the events of the past couple of days.

The riots outside had only intensified, and the curfew had been extended indefinitely. That meant that Chandu would have to stay with them even longer than they had initially anticipated. Shreya couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease at the thought of having the old man around for much longer. She had seen things that she never thought she would see, and she couldn't shake off the memories that were now burned into her mind.

As Shreya walked into the kitchen, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settling over her. She had thought that witnessing the sexual encounter would satisfy her curiosity, but instead, it had only made her hunger for more.
She was hungry for the forbidden, hungry for the taboo, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the thought of seeing Chandu and Rani together again.

As she went about making lunch, her mind was filled with dirty, filthy thoughts. She imagined Chandu's rough, wrinkled hands roaming over Rani's lush curves, imagining the soft, wet sounds of their bodies coming together in a passionate frenzy. She imagined Rani's cries of pleasure, her husky moans as Chandu took her again and again.
She imagined the way Rani's lush breasts would bounce as they thrust against each other, the way her nipples would stiffen into tight little buds. She imagined the way her own body would respond to the erotic scene, her heart racing, her breath hitching, her thighs slick with her own arousal.

She felt a rush of wetness between her legs as she thought about Rani's naked body, her smooth brown skin glowing with pleasure and sweat.

She could almost hear the sound of Chandu's grunts and Rani's cries, a symphony of debauchery that tantalized and repulsed her in equal measure. She could feel her desire grow with each passing moment, a hunger that could only be appeased by witnessing more of Chandu and Rani's illicit affair.

But at the same time, she couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt that threatened to crush her. How could she be feeling this way? It was wrong. It was perverted. And yet, Shreya couldn't deny the undeniable pull that the forbidden had over her. She had always been a curious person, always eager to explore new things, even if they were considered taboo by society.

And so, as she sat there in the kitchen, fantasizing about Rani and Chandu, she made a decision. She would continue to secretly watch them, to quench her insatiable thirst for the forbidden. But she also needed to give Rani some time to recover. So Shreya decided to postpone her plans for a little while. She was lost in the thoughts when Kavya, a classmate of hers, knocked on the front door. She was the same girl who called her earlier to inform her about on-going riots in the city.

Kavya had short, brown hair that she kept styled in a chic bob, with a pair of piercing hazel eyes that always seemed to be sparkling with mischief. She had a sharp jawline and high cheekbones, which gave her an angular and striking appearance. Even though she was petite, her boobs and hips were definitely not. They dominated her small frame, making her look incredibly seductive.
Today, she was wearing a black crop-top and shorts, which contrasted beautifully with her fair skin tone and highlighted her assets even more.

Kavya's beauty was undeniable, and she carried it well. Despite her provocative attire, Kavya had an aura of innocence around her, and she always seemed to be radiating positivity.

Shreya had always been annoyed by Kavya due to her extroverted personality. Shreya was always an introvert and was shy being around people. But somehow, Kavya always managed to drag her out of her shell and made her do things that she would never have dared to do otherwise.

Even today she was here to disturb Shreya's peaceful (debatable) morning, as she wanted to do assignments together with Shreya. Shreya had always been topper in her university as opposed to Kavya who barely managed to scbang through her examinations. They had a love-hate relationship. Kavya loved Shreya for making her understand things which she couldn't grasp, and Shreya, on the other hand, hated the disruptions caused by Kavya's frequent visits.

As Shreya opened the door of her house, Kavya crisply said, "Good morning, sunshine!", as if implying that she had brought sunshine with her, whereas, the weather outside was quite gloomy.

Shreya was surprised and shocked to see her on the door. The last thing she had expected was for Kavya, of all people, to show up at her doorstep, especially given the ongoing "issue" in her house.

"Uh, good morning, Kavya. What brings you here in all this commotion?" Shreya asked in a guarded voice, her mind racing as she tried to come up with a plausible excuse for to make her go away.

Kavya looked confused for a moment, then her face lit up in realization. "Oh, right! I completely forgot about the whole, uh, curfew situation. I just wanted to see if you wanted to work on our assignments together?"
Shreya hesitated.

The last thing she wanted was to invite Kavya into her home while Chandu was still here. 

The thought of Kavya witnessing the carnal activities that had been taking place in her house was mortifying. But at the same time, Shreya couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of inviting Kavya into her twisted little world, making her a pawn in her the illicit thrill of voyeurism.

"Well, you see, Kavya, I'm actually kind of busy right now," Shreya stammered, trying to find a way to let Kavya down gently without revealing too much.

"I have some family stuff going on, and I don't think it's a good idea for us to work on our assignments together right now."

Kavya's face fell, but she quickly recovered. "Oh, I understand. Is everything okay?"

Shreya started to get annoyed. It wasn't like Kavya to back off so easily. She knew her classmate would persist until she got her way. Shreya had always admired that quality about her, but right now, she found it irritating. She needed to get rid of Kavya before things got out of hand.

"Listen, Kavya, I really appreciate the offer, but I really can't right now," Shreya said firmly, hoping to put an end to the conversation.
Kavya looked disappointed, but she didn't push the issue any further.

She simply nodded and said, "Okay, that's totally cool. Don't worry I won't disturb you. I will just sit in your room and let you do your work. How does that sound."

Kavya replied with an overly sweet smile.

"No, Kavya, I really can't right now." Shreya repeated, her tone firmer this time.

But Kavya, as usual, was persistent. She pushed past Shreya and made her way into the house, her eyes scanning the room with interest.
Shreya watched in disbelief as Kavya walked over to the living room and made herself comfortable on the couch, crossing her legs and pulling out her phone.

"I said I can't right now, Kavya," Shreya said, her voice rising with frustration.

But Kavya didn't seem to hear her, her eyes fixed on her phone as she started scrolling through her social media feed.

Shreya sighed and shook her head. There was no use arguing with Kavya. Once she had made up her mind, there was no changing it.
With a resigned sigh, Shreya closed the door and turned to face Kavya.

She could see the mischief sparkling in her friend's eyes, and she knew that there was no way she was going to get rid of her now.
Making her way over to the kitchen, Shreya began to prepare lunch, her mind still wrapped up in the events that had taken place earlier in the day. She was so lost in her thoughts that she barely noticed when Kavya joined her in the kitchen, her eyes glued to her phone as she scrolled through her social media feed.

"Hey, can I help you with anything?" Kavya asked, looking up from her phone with a bright smile.

Shreya hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. She had always been a private person, and the thought of sharing her space with someone else made her uncomfortable. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her veins at the thought of inviting Kavya into her twisted little world.

She had always been intrigued by Kavya's vivacious and unapologetic personality, and the idea of corrupting her innocence with the forbidden pleasures that she had been indulging in was a dangerous and enticing prospect.

"Sure, you can help me chop the vegetables," Shreya finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. She handed Kavya a knife and a pile of onions, trying to ignore the fluttering in her stomach as Kavya took her place beside her at the counter.

As they worked, Shreya couldn't help but steal glances at her friend, marveling at her delicate features and her smooth, tanned skin. Kavya was so full of life and energy, always ready for an adventure, always curious about the world around her.
Shreya had always admired Kavya's confidence and her daring spirit, but she had never dared to imagine what it would be like to have her as a part of her own twisted little world.

"Where's Rani?" Kavya asked, breaking the silence that had descended upon the kitchen.

Shreya hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to answer. She couldn't very well tell Kavya that her sister-in-law was currently in her room, recovering from a night of debauchery with a strange old man.

"She has caught a little cold. She's resting in her room."

"What the fuck? It is mid summer, how can she catch cold?" Kavya asked, raising an eyebrow. She was always the observant one, never missing a detail.

Shreya tried to keep her cool, not wanting Kavya to get suspicious. "Y-yes, it's been quite hot these past few days, but she must have caught a chill somewhere. It happens sometimes." She said, trying to play it off casually.

But Kavya didn't seem convinced. She stared at Shreya for a moment, her hazel eyes scrutinizing her every move. 
"If she's sick, maybe I should go visit her and see if there's anything I can do to help," Kavya suggested, a hint of playfulness lurking in her voice.

Shreya felt a cold shiver run down her spine. She couldn't let Kavya anywhere near the bedroom. If she discovered what had been going on, there was no telling what she would do.

"No, no, that's okay," Shreya said hastily. "Rani's a bit of a germaphobe, so I don't think she'd want anyone else coming near her right now. She just needs to rest and recover," Shreya said, trying to put on a reassuring smile.

Kavya looked unconvinced, but she didn't press the issue any further. Instead, she turned her attention back to chopping the vegetables, her movements swift and precise.

As they worked in silence, Shreya couldn't help but feel a stirring of excitement in the pit of her stomach. Should she bringing in Kavya in this mess that she had created? She had never really like Kavya due to her bubbly and out-going nature. Seeing her getting ravaged by Chandu would bring kind of satisfaction to Shreya. But she was not sure if that was a good idea. She wanted to feed her peonied curiosity to watch a sexual act, but that was too far-fetched. She wondered if watching her own sister-in-law in this act was satisfying that itch she had, or did it only make it grow stronger? She had no idea, but there was one thing she was sure about; she wanted more.
Shreya's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash in the next room.

She immediately tensed up, her heart racing in her chest.

"What the hell was that?" Kavya exclaimed, dropping the knife she was holding and backing away from the counter.
Shreya's mind raced. She couldn't let Kavya find out what was really going on in her house. She had to come up with a plan, and fast.
"It's probably just a rat," Shreya said, trying to sound as casual as possible.
"Yeah it could be a rat, if the rat was fucking size of a dog!" Kavya replied, rolling her eyes.
But before Shreya could respond, there was another crash, much louder than the one before. This time, it was followed by a low, guttural groan. Shreya's heart sank. There was no mistaking that sound. It was the sound of two bodies colliding together in the throes of passion. It was the sound that Shreya had been both fascinated and ashamed to hear the night before. It was the sound of Rani and Chandu.

"Shit," Shreya muttered under her breath.

She couldn't believe what was happening. Was it Chandu? What caused that sound? Whatever it was she had to keep Kavya away from the real source of the disturbance.

"Kavya, I need you to go wait for me in the living room. I need to check on something. It won't take long," Shreya said, trying to keep the urgency out of her voice. Kavya hesitated for a moment, her eyes narrowed in suspicion "It's okay, I'll come with-"

"KAVYA YOU FUCKING ANNOYING BITCH PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LISTEN TO WHAT SOMEONE HAS TO SAY!" Shreya snapped, her patience at its limit.

Kavya's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, Shreya thought she'd crossed a line. But then, Kavya's expression softened "Shreya, what's going on? Why do you sound so scared?"

Shreya hesitated, her mind racing for a plausible excuse. "Please, just do as I say, Kavya. I don't want to scare you, but I think it's best if you wait for me in the living room."

Kavya must have sensed the urgency in Shreya's voice, as she nodded and made her way to the living room, her eyes still filled with questions. Shreya couldn't blame her. In normal circumstances, Shreya would never have spoken to Kavya in such a harsh tone. But these were not normal circumstances.

Shreya was far from the calm, composed young woman that she once was. Ever since she had stumbled upon Rani and Chandu the previous night, her mind had been in turmoil. She was a stranger to the conflicting emotions of arousal and shame, fascination and disgust, that now consumed her thoughts.

As she watched Kavya disappear into the living room, Shreya couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Kavya was one of her closest friends (even though she was always irritated by her personality), and here she was, pushing her away without a second thought.
But Shreya couldn't risk Kavya finding out the truth.

As Kavya waited in the living room, Shreya slowly made her way towards the source of the sound, her heart pounding in her chest. Her mind raced with questions as she approached the door, unsure of what she would find on the other side. She opened the door to the guest room and found Chandu going through the drawers and closet in the room, pulling out various items of clothing and inspecting them.

"What the hell are you doing, Chandu?" Shreya demanded, her voice sharp with anger.

Chandu turned to face her, and Shreya was shocked to see a sly smile on his face. He had always been a pitiful, broken man, but in that moment, there was something sinister lurking in his eyes. It looked like he was hiding something behind his back. 

Shreya's heart raced as she imagined what it could be – a stick, a knife, or perhaps even something more sinister. She could feel a wave of panic building up inside of her, and for a moment, she was tempted to run away and hide. But she knew that she couldn't leave Chandu alone in her house, not after everything that had happened.

Determined to uncover the truth, Shreya stepped forward, her eyes never leaving Chandu's face. She could see a flicker of surprise in his eyes, followed by a flash of defiance.

She asked him to show what he was hiding. She wanted to know what he had been up to, and why he had been rummaging through the guest room closet. With slow and deliberate movements, Chandu revealed what he had been hiding behind his back: a half full pack of cheap cigarettes. 

A sense of relief washed over Shreya, replacing her initial panic. She couldn't believe that she had suspected him of something so sinister. She felt a little foolish, but she was relieved that her fears had turned out to be unfounded.

"What the hell are you doing with those?" Shreya demanded, trying to hide the tremor in her voice. She had never liked cigarettes, and the fact that Chandu had been hiding them made her uneasy.

Chandu gave out a sly chuckle "Haha...haha...cigarettes....for.....me...found.....here"

Shreya was surprised by the improvement Chandu had in his speech in just one night. It was almost as if his vocal cords had been lubricated, and his words were no longer strained and muffled.

"But where did you get those?" Shreya asked, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Chandu shrugged his shoulders and pointed towards the closet. 

"In....there. I....find....them." He said, his voice still strained, but not as muffled as before. Shreya let out a sigh of relief knowing that nothing major was happening.

"You took your time Shre- OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHO IS THIS MONSTER IN YOUR HOUSE? security officer, I AM CALLING THE security officer!!" Kavya's shriek rang through the entire house like a siren as she entered the room.

Shreya froze, her heart skipping a beat. She couldn't believe that Kavya had actually seen Chandu.

This was a disaster.

This was the worst thing that could happen.

Shreya's mind raced with a million different thoughts as she tried to think of a way to fix this situation.
"Kavya you bitch I told you to stay in the living room. Why don't you listen to anyone. I hate you. I hate you." Shreya let out a cry in a defeated manner, as tears welled up in her eyes. She saw Kavya's face turn pale as she looked at the supposed "monster" in front of her. Shreya saw the familiar features of Chandu, the old man they had taken in as a pitiful homeless soul, but Kavya saw something different in him - something darker and scarier.

Chandu, in the meantime, simply stood there as if frozen in time.
"Uhm Shreya, what the fuck is going on? Kavya said looking comically scared and pointing towards Chandu.
"Who-who is this? Why is he in your house? Why is he dressed like that? He looks like a rapist!"
"Kavya please shut the fuck up." Shreya said letting out a sigh as she wiped off the tears and fatigue from her face. "I can't believe this. I should never have let you in the house, Kavya." Shreya said with a defeated tone.

Kavya, still looking terrified, looked at Shreya for a brief moment before turning back to Chandu who still stood silently, almost as if he had accepted his fate.
"Shreya, this guy...he looks like..." Kavya trailed off, unable to find the words to express her terror "he looks like the hobo that lives near our uni. My mom told he is scary and does all kind of bad things. What was his name? Gandu? Bhandhu?"
"Chandu." Shreya corrected quietly. The tension in the room was palpable. The air itself had grown thick and heavy as the three of them stood facing one another.

Kavya looked as though she had seen a ghost - or worse, a monster. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was agape. She looked at Shreya and Chandu, her thoughts swirling with questions and fear.

Shreya knew Kavya was clearly overreacting. She was a cartoon character brought to life. Petite, full of energy and unaware of her surroundings. She was constantly running into situations she didn't understand, but was always able to laugh it off.
Shreya grabbed hold of Kavya and took her into her room. She glanced at Chandu, who remained silent in the corner. He had become nothing more than a mere prop in Shreya's twisted little game.

"What the fuck was that all about, Shreya?" Kavya demanded, her voice shaking with fear. "Why do you have someone like him in your house?"

Shreya hesitated for a moment, considering whether to tell Kavya the truth or not. But then she thought of the excitement that had surged through her the previous night when she witnessed Rani and Chandu together.
It had been so overwhelming that she didn't know how to react initially, but soon she found herself getting pulled into the intimate act. She had never imagined that such a sight could arouse her so much, but it did. And now that she had been introduced to that taboo world, she wanted more.

These conflicting emotions had been warring within Shreya ever since that night, and she still didn't know how to deal with them. But seeing Kavya's reaction, she immediately decided to keep her secret hidden.

Shreya knew the type of person Kavya was. She was innocent, naïve, and a big blabbermouth. She wore her heart on her sleeve and her emotions were always written clearly on her face. She was the kind of person who would scream at the top of her lungs if she saw something unusual or unexpected, and then forgetting about that completely in mere moments. 

She was someone who had a free spirit and lived in her own little world of quirkiness. And that's precisely what Shreya loved about her, despite the annoyance she caused sometimes. Shreya knew she couldn't tell Kavya about the newfound secret world she had recently discovered in her own home. She couldn't risk Kavya's free-spirited nature causing her to tell someone about it.

And even if Kavya promised not to tell a soul, there was always the chance that the news would somehow slip out during one of her many animated conversations. No, Shreya couldn't take that risk. She needed to keep her secret hidden, no matter what.

"Don't worry about Chandu, Kavya. He's not a monster, I promise." Shreya said, her voice soft and soothing, as she tried to calm her friend down. "He's just a homeless man that we took in to shelter him from the riots outside."

"Well there are hundreds of hobos outside, why did you pick him?"
Kavya asked, skepticism lacing her voice.

Shreya bit her lower lip, unsure of what to say. She had never planned on telling Kavya the truth, but she hadn't expected her to react so strongly either.

"He...he caught my eye, I guess," Shreya replied, trying to hide the blush that had crept up her cheeks.
Kavya raised an eyebrow, leaving Shreya in no doubt of what she was thinking.

"Really? That's all you have to say?" Kavya asked, her voice dripping with skepticism. "You expect me to believe that you just decided to take in a random homeless guy because you felt sorry for him?"

Shreya shifted nervously, feeling the weight of Kavya's gaze. She could feel her resolve starting to crumble under the pressure of her probing questions.

"Well, I...uh..." Shreya stammered, trying to gather her thoughts.

Kavya let out a sigh, her shoulders slumping in disappointment. "Shreya, I know you're my friend, but I don't buy this story for a second. You're always so cautious and reserved, and now suddenly you're bringing a strange man into your house? It just doesn't make sense."

Shreya felt a pang of guilt. She knew that Kavya was right. She had never been one to take risks or act on impulse, but ever since she had witnessed Rani and Chandu together, she had felt a strange compulsion to explore the world of sexuality.
She didn't fully understand it yet, but she was keen to learn more.

"Look, Kavya, I know this all seems strange and suspicious, but I promise you that Chandu is not a threat," Shreya said, her voice firm and confident.

She knew she had to convince Kavya to stay quiet about Chandu's presence in her house. If the news got out, there would be no end to the whispers and speculation.

"Please, just trust me on this one," Shreya said, pleading with her eyes.
She could see the skepticism lingering in Kavya's gaze, but she was determined to keep her secret hidden. She couldn't let anyone discover what she had been up to, not yet at least.

"Fine," Kavya said with a heavy sigh. "But if anything happens, I'm holding you responsible."
Shreya nodded, feeling a surge of relief wash over her. She had managed to convince Kavya to keep her secret, at least for now.
There conversation was disturbed by a knock on the door. It was Rani. No, no, no! Shreya couldn't afford to let Kavya see Rani in the state she was in. 

Her disheveled hair, swollen lips, rosy cheeks and multiple hickies would only fuel Kavya's already overactive imagination. But it was too late, Rani unaware of Kavya's presence entered the room.

The moment Kavya saw Rani's face, her eyes widened with shock, her mouth dropping open as she instinctively took a step back. She took in the sight before her, the swollen lips, disheveled appearance, and the redness on her neck.
Shreya's heart sank, quickly moving to stand in front of Rani, shielding her from Kavya's prying eyes. But it was too late, the damage had been done. Kavya's eyes swung between the guilty expressions of Rani and Shreya, realization dawning on her.
She shook her head in disbelief, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"What the fuck have you girls been up to? Don't tell me that...that you...that you're...fucking him!" Kavya stammered, unable to complete her sentence.

Shreya felt a surge of panic. She couldn't let Kavya spread rumors about Rani and Chandu's encounter.

"No, it's not what you think, okay? Just forget about it," Shreya pleaded, her voice strained.
"I knew something was off the moment I stepped on your doorstep. First you tried to send me back from the door itself. Then, you tried to hide that beggar from me. Then you told me Rani caught cold, which is highly impossible in this summer heat. On top of that you tell that you just felt pity on a hobo and decided to bring him in. You and Rani, the fiery orthodox duo, bring in a complete stranger when the only man in their house is away. Did you expect me to believe all this bullshit?"

Kavya demanded, her voice rising with each word. "First, you feed me a bunch of lies about some homeless man that you just happen to take in, and now I find out that you and Rani have been hiding something even more sinister?"
Shreya's heart raced as she tried to figure out a way to contain the situation. She couldn't let Kavya spread rumors about Rani and Chandu. It would not only ruin their reputation, but could also put them all in danger. She had to do something, and fast.

Taking a deep breath, Shreya turned to Kavya and said, "Look, I know this seems crazy, but it's not what you think. Rani didn't catch a cold, she...uh...she just had a rough night, that's all. And Chandu, well, he's just a homeless man that we're helping out. That's all."
"And those marks on Rani's neck? What are those? Bites from a comically large mosquitos?" Kavya's eyebrow shot up skeptically as she processed Shreya's words, her gaze flitting between the two women. "And this 'rough night' Rani had, was that also because of those mutant mosquitos?"

Her sarcasm felt like a dagger to Shreya. She knew Kavya wasn't stupid, and that her explanation for Rani's state was flimsy. But she couldn't tell the truth, not yet. Not when the truth was so scandalous, so taboo.
"And you Rani. You are epitome of cultured traditional Indian daughter-in-law. Your grace, your elegance, your poise, and your respect for values and beliefs are unmatched. Every one in the city fears your fiery nature. How could you stoop so low?" Kavya spat, her voice filled with disgust.

Rani, looking visibly uncomfortable and overwhelmed, shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She was not used to being spoken to in such a manner, especially not by someone who was of Shreya's age (not much difference though, Rani is 27 and Shreya 21).
"Don't tell me Shreya you too had sex with him. I mean the most popular and handsome boys in our class are dying just to breath the same air as you and you chose this guy? This old, rotten buffoon?"

"Cut the crap. Don't go throwing mud on my Shreya. She is as pure and chaste as a girl can get. It was I who fucked the geezer. I am the sinner. Don't you dare taint my Shreya's image." said Rani, engulfed in flames and bringing in her fiery temperament that the whole world had known her by.

Kavya let out a bitter laugh. "Seriously, Rani? You're going to pretend like you did nothing wrong?"

"I am not say-" Rani was cut short before she could finish.

"Enough, both of you. This is getting out of hand," said Shreya, stepping between Rani and Kavya. "Kavya, I know this is all a shock, but you have to understand that what happened between Rani and Chandu is none of your business.

It's a personal matter and we would appreciate it if you kept it to yourself." Shreya said, trying to maintain her composure.

"But Shreya, this is insane. You can't just condone this kind of behavior. What would your parents say if they found out? What would my parents say if they found out?" Kavya replied, her voice filled with panic.

"Kavya, my parents are long dead and your parents have nothing to do with this. Besides, we're not condoning anything. And don't you dare judge Rani on this matter. She sacrificed everything she stood for just to calm my curiosity. There is no greater woman then her." Shreya said pointing her finger at Kavya and eyes red with anger.

She could feel a vein throbbing in her temple, a clear sign that she was close to losing her cool. There was a tense silence in the room as everyone processed her words.

Rani, with shoulders squared and chin held high, looked triumphant at the defiance in Shreya's voice, while Kavya looked at them both with a look of incredulity.

Shreya, despite her anger, didn't miss the look of shock on Kavya's face. She had never talked to her friend in such a manner before, and she could see that her words had struck a nerve. Kavya, for once, was speechless.

Rani, however, continued to stand tall with a triumphant look on her face. She had never been one to back down from a fight, and she was not about to start now. She glared at Kavya, daring her to challenge her once again.

But Kavya said nothing. She simply stood there, looking back and forth between Shreya and Rani.

"Can you girls please explain to me what's going on?" Kavya said, her voice much calmer and less accusatory than before.

"I don't know if you remember, Kavya," Shreya began, "but we had a conversation a few weeks ago about how we are at the age where our family would arrange our marriage and how scared I was to face that reality. It was not the responsibility or or moving with a whole new family that scared me. It was the thought of how I would be expected by society to lay down with a stranger they call my husband, someone whom I might have never met before. Someone who might use me as a tool to relieve his frustration and fatigue from work. And I have heard sex is really painful for girls. That's what I have always thought. And that scared me. My husband climbing on me every night, fucking the shit out of me, leaving me in nothing but pain and regret. And so I needed answers. Answers that would quell my fear and curiosity, which led me to ask Rani to demonstrate what makes sex so alluring and pleasurable. Rani, who felt a deep affection and protectiveness towards me, couldn't bear to see me distressed. She swallowed her hesitations and allowed me to witness her intimacy with Chandu, a beggar with no value in the society."


Shreya paused, her confession hanging heavy in the air.
Kavya stared at her friend for a long moment, her eyes wide with shock. Finally, she spoke, "Shreya, I had no idea you felt that way. I had no idea you were so...so curious about all of this. Well you could have asked me. I have had sex before. And before you say anything Rani, you are not in a position to judge me."
Rani still gave Kavya a look as if she was judging her for engaging in pre-marital sex.
But instead of engaging in a verbal battle with Rani, Kavya looked at Shreya with empathy. She couldn't comprehend how Shreya and Rani, two individuals who were known for their traditional values and strong moral conduct, had embarked on such a scandalous endeavor.

Kavya's mind raced as she contemplated the implications of Shreya and Rani's actions. It was moments like these that made her feel like a fish out of water. She had never experienced the kind of sexual curiosity and turmoil that plagued Shreya.
Not only did Shreya's confessions shake the very foundation of their friendship, but it also made Kavya question everything she thought she knew about Rani.

Sure, Rani was a traditional Indian woman, but she had never pegged her for someone who would engage in such an illicit affair.
Yet, Kavya couldn't deny the allure of what Shreya had described. She, too, was no stranger to sexual curiosity, but unlike Shreya, she had the guts to try it for herself.
She didn't need to witness it first-hand. She had learned to satisfy her body with her own hands and sometimes with the help of her vibrator. It helped that she was living in college dorm and had a roommate who could keep her company during those late-night experiments. She even had intercourse with a couple of guys from her class, while her roommate took late-night shifts at her part-time job.

"Kavya please don't let anyone know about this. Please I beg you" Shreya said falling to her knees.
Her eyes welled up with tears as she pleaded with Kavya. "Don't ruin our lives. We've already crossed the line, and I can't afford to face the repercussions of our actions. I'm begging you, please keep it a secret."
Kavya looked at Shreya's pleading face, conflicted about what to do next. She could feel the weight of Shreya's worries and fears pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe.

"I don't have any problem or issue hiding your secret. But only on one condition," said Kavya, the corners of her mouth upturned into a sly smile.
"What condition?" Shreya asked, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and hope.
"I too, want to witness the whole act, like you did Shreya," Kavya replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"What?" Shreya exclaimed in surprise. "But, why?"
Kavya shrugged her shoulders and said, "Well, ever since you told me what you saw, I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I feel this strong desire to see it for myself, to experience the kind of pleasure and excitement that you described. Rani is so fucking gorgeous, I want to see how she gets ravaged by that filthy geezer."

Shreya and Rani just stood there, stunned by Kavya's unexpected request. Rani looked even more shocked than Shreya, and for a moment, Shreya thought that her sister-in-law might actually refuse.
But then, to Shreya's utter surprise, Rani nodded.

"Fine. If you really want to see, I will allow it. But only on one condition." Kavya asked, her eyes wide with excitement.
"You can watch us tonight, but only if you promise that you give us something to hold as a guarantee that you will keep our secret," Rani replied, her eyes narrowing as she spoke.

Kavya nodded eagerly, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips. "I promise I won't tell a soul. You can trust me."

"Nope word only won't work. You need to give us something more solid. Something that can prove beyond doubt that you will stay true to your word. Something that will make us trust you." Rani stated, crossing her arms in front of her chest and raising an eyebrow.
Kavya in her usual impulsive manner, pulled out her smartphone and unlocked it, opening up the camera app. She took off her top in one swift motion, revealing her large, round, firm breasts that were already free of her bra, since she was not wearing any. Her nipples were dark, almost the color of a chocolate and were stiff with excitement. She pursed her lips and blew a raspberry at the camera, making her ample cleavage bounce. The pink tip of her tongue darted out to wet her lips, causing Rani and Shreya's breaths to hitch in their throats.

She clicked a picture and sent it to Shreya.

"Here you go, proof of my honesty." She smirked, pirouetting on her toes as she picked up her discarded shirt and pulled it back on. Her chest heaved with satisfaction, the happiness of her new discovery illuminating her features.
Shreya's heart raced as she gazed at the photo on her phone. There was a raw sensuality to Kavya's pose that sent a jolt of electricity through her body. She couldn't believe what was happening.
The forbidden fruits of voyeurism had finally led Shreya to this point. She had never imagined that her innocent curiosity would lead her to such scandalous acts, but here she was, standing in front of her best friend, seeking her approval for a secret that would shame her in front of the entire world.

Kavya, on the other hand, looked like she had just won the lottery. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and a cunning smile played on her lips.

"Deal," Shreya said, matching Kavya's cunning grin with one of her own.

And so, it was agreed. Kavya would become the newest member of their illicit club, watching from the shadows as Rani and Chandu took center stage. And Shreya couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement wash over her.

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Guys please let me know about this new angle and character added to the story, personally I am not a fan of how this update turned out to be but I had already wasted so much time creating, so I just posted it. Please me know if you liked the addition of Kavya into the mix. Initially I hadn't planned to add a new character but this time I just went with it. But for now I won't be adding and new person in the story unless you want more. 
Thank you user Projectmp, SanjuR and everyone else for providing your views on last update. Appreciate it.

[lattu_pattu]

As the late afternoon sun streamed through the windows of Shreya's home, Kavya and Shreya sat at the kitchen table, huddled together in whispered discussion. The air in the room was thick with tension, an undercurrent of excitement and nervous anticipation thrumming like a livewire between them.


Shreya and Kavya exchanged another conspiratorial glance, their hearts racing in unison at the thought of what they were about to witness. Rani agreed to once more demonstrate sexual act to Shreya and let Kavya be a spectator. Rani didn't want to go forward with it after what happened last night but this was the only way to keep Kavya's mouth shut.

While Shreya and Kavya were going on with their assignments, discussing the plans for the night in between, Rani sat in her room, staring blankly at the walls, lost in thought.

The walls of the middle-class bungalow seemed to close in on her as she contemplated the events of the previous night. Her mind was consumed with the memories of Chandu, the old man who had taken advantage of her vulnerability. She could still feel the weight of his body on top of hers, his rough hands groping her, his sweaty forehead pressed against hers, the acrid smell of his breath, and his grunts as he rammed himself into her.

She had agreed to demonstrate intercourse to Shreya just only for that one time, to help her sister-in-law understand her duty as a wife, but she didn’t sign up for this. For this endless humiliation and degradation that this man put her through, all the while pretending that he was doing her a favor.

The thought of having to go through it all again, for the entertainment of Kavya this time, was sickening. Last night Chandu had fucked her not once, not twice, but thrice, each time more forceful and degrading than the last. She could hardly walk properly today, and her entire body was sore and aching.

Shreya had seen what happened the first two times, first act in person and second act in a camera recording. But she didn't want her dead sister-in-law to witness what had conspired the third time. She sat in her bed, tired and rolling back her memories to that third encounter.

[Rani's Room: Previous Night]

It was nearly 2 hours after Chandu had banged her for the second time. They both were lying side by side, panting and drenched in sweat. Rani's heart was still hammering in her chest, and her entire body felt like it was on fire. She could hardly believe what had just transpired between them. She had never experienced anything like this before - not even with her own husband.

Chandu couldn't contain his happiness and lust after screwing such a beautiful young woman. He turned to look at Rani - her eyes were closed, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly. She looked like she was in a trance. 

Chandu raised his hand and placed it on Rani's head and caressed it gently.

His breathing slowly started to return to normal, and his grimy fingers snaked their way down to her plump breasts, gently kneading them and teasing her nipples with his ragged fingernails.

Chandu wished he could speak, but his tongue failed him. He tried to form a coherent sentence, but all that came out were pathetic, incoherent moans. He wanted to praise Rani's beauty, to tell her how good it felt to be inside of her, but he couldn't. Instead, he lay there, his eyes glued to her perfect, naked form, his fingers still toying with her tits, as if trying to memorize every inch of her.

Rani opened her eyes and looked at him, a mix of emotions swirling in the depths of her rich, chocolaty irises. She looked conflicted, almost regretful, but at the same time, there was a faint glimmer of something else - something like remorse. 

She had already sinned. All that was left was to collect some good karma and make up for the sins she committed. One way was to fulfill the desires of this old man on the verge of his end, who had never known such pleasures in all his life. In doing this, she could at least gain some good karma from him, praying to the god that he may pray for her soul to attain peace.

So she said in a hoarse voice, swollen from the countless forced screams that came out of her from the previous encounters, "Just this once, no more after this."

Chandu could feel his ears perking up at her response. His old body suddenly felt like it was accomplishing a great feat. His face broke into a wide gruesome grin, revealing a set of rotten teeth.

He nodded eagerly, as if to reassure Rani of his sincerity. His hands, which had been gently fondling her breasts, suddenly gripped them tightly, causing Rani to gasp in pain.

Without warning, Chandu rolled on top of Rani, his weight pinning her down to the bed. He grunted as he positioned himself between her legs, his rock-hard cock pressing against her wet entrance. 

But before he could carry-on with penetration, Rani stopped him.

"Not right away please. I am still recovering. So please start with something other than penetration. Let me gather my strength again," Rani pleaded, her voice weak and trembling. 

Chandu nodded his head like a good dog, releasing her tits from his grip and moving his body upwards. He began kissing her collarbone, and Rani couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine at the sensation.

No matter how much she tried to deny it, there was a certain thrill to the illicit nature of this encounter. It was wrong, she knew that and she reminded herself not to loose herself into it. She reminded herself, her sexual partner right now was not her loving husband or some handsome young man, but an old, poor man, who had been cursed by fate. 

Chandu's lips followed a trail down her neck, past her bare shoulders, and to her breasts. He lavished attention on her nipples, sucking and biting them until they were hard and sensitive. Rani couldn't help but respond to his touch, her body betraying her as she let out soft moans of pleasure.

She closed her eyes, allowing herself to get lost in the sensations, if only for a moment.

Chandu's hand drifted lower, tracing the curve of her hip and he rolled her onto her stomach. Rani's heart pounded in her chest as he picked up the bowl of coconut oil lying near the bed and began to pour it into his rough hands. She could feel the cold liquid dribbling down her back, pooling in the small of her back before his oily hands began to knead her flesh. His fingers dug into her muscles, working out the knots and tension that had built up from the previous two rounds.

Rani couldn't help but moan as he massaged her, the heat from his hands seeping into her skin, relaxing her. She felt him move lower, his oily hands sliding over her ass, gripping and kneading the flesh there.

She let out a gasp as he slid a finger between her cheeks, teasing her tight hole. She hadn't expected that, and she tensed up at the intrusion.

"No not here!" Rani protested, but Chandu gently tapped her ass cheek to assure her that everything was going to be alright. He spread her cheeks apart and slowly inserted his thumb into her ass, causing Rani to squirm under his touch. She gritted her teeth and tried to relax as he began to finger her. It was uncomfortable but she couldn't do anything. She waited to see if things could get at least a little bit comfortable. But it wasn't happening.

Chandu inserted his second finger into Rani's ass, causing her to whimper in discomfort. She tried to wriggle free, but his grip on her hips was firm. He began to thrust his fingers in and out of her, while his other hand played with her clit. Rani could feel her resolve crumbling as the sensations grew stronger. She clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms as she tried to hold back.

But it was no use.

With a low moan, she finally gave in, thinking might else well enjoy it if I can't avoid it. Her body shuddered as Chandu inserted his third finger in her bum. She buried her face in the pillow, feeling the warmth of shame and humiliation creeping up to her cheeks.

She couldn't believe what was happening to her. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine herself being penetrated in her ass by an old man, let alone allowing it willingly. But here she was, being fingered by him and letting out soft whimpers of pleasure despite herself.

Chandu continued to work his fingers in her ass as he rubbed her clit, the dual sensation building up to a crescendo inside her. It was an unusual feeling, and Rani couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire as he hit the perfect spot.

But she quickly pushed the feeling aside, reminding herself that this was all for the sake of good karma. Chandu pulled out his fingers, surprising Rani as he rolled to her sides and got onto his all fours like in a doggy style position. He then signaled towards the bowl of oil. Rani got up on her knees and picked up the bowl not knowing what to do. Hesitantly she poured some into her hands and tried to reach out for his hanging cock but he stopped her. He shook his head and motioned to her for her to massage his crack.

Rani's eyes widened in shock. Was this man really asking her to do what she thought he was? She hesitated for a moment, churning in disturbed emotions of distaste and reluctance. It's just an ordinary butthole, she told herself. But how could she bring herself to perform this humiliating act on a mute, filthy man lying beside her?

He turned to look at her, his intent gaze holding a silent plea. She realized it was just a butthole; human bodies were not repulsive or dirty.

And she didn't think what Chandu did to her during those few hours was anything remotely close to lovemaking. He simply used her for his pleasure and left his filthy mark on her. She begrudgingly complied, as she knew she owed him a debt for the good karma. She poured the coconut oil into her hands and began to massage his asshole, slowly stretching it open. Chandu let out a deep moan as she massaged him, his body relaxing under her hands.

She slowed her movements, coaxing him into a slow, sensual rhythm. She could feel him tensing up beneath her touch, his breathing growing deeper and more ragged with every passing second. Rani noticed that Shreya hadn't done a good job cleaning his behind. It smelled of feces and urine. The stench was enough to make her want to vomit, but she grimaced and continued her movements, knowing that this was the least she could do for him.

As she massaged his butthole, she could feel him getting more relaxed. His moans became more pronounced, and she could feel his cock hardening beneath her. She stretched his cheeks as wide as she could before tentatively inserting the tip of her finger into his tight hole. He let out a gasp as she did, and she wondered if she had hurt him. But he quickly leaned into her touch, his body begging for more. She pressed her finger in deeper, feeling the tight, hot channel around her finger. Her own pussy throbbed in response to the sensation, her clit heavy and aching. She added more oil to her fingers and began to move her finger in and out of his ass, reveling in the slick, taboo sensation. As she pulled out her fingers, Chandu stretched his left hand and grabbed her head from behind and pushed it towards his butt.

"Oh fuck, you want me to lick it?" she thought to herself, feeling a sudden lurch in her belly. She hesitated for a moment, but then she heard a low, guttural moan from Chandu. "Fuck, okay," she thought, and she leaned forward and tentatively flicked her tongue over his asshole.

It was unlike anything she had ever tasted - salty and musky, with a hint of sourness.

It was a strange sensation, having her tongue buried in someone else's asshole, but the noises Chandu was making egged her on. She licked him again, more confidently this time, feeling his body tense up as she did. His hand was still gripping her head, guiding her movements, and she let out a soft moan of submission.

As she licked and probed his ass, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of arousal.

She had never done anything like this before, but there was something exciting about the forbidden nature of the act. She felt a sense of power, knowing that she was the one in control, the one responsible for Chandu's pleasure. She felt like she was stepping out of her own body, becoming someone else entirely.

Her mind raced with dirty thoughts, and her body responded in kind. Her nipples hardened, and she could feel the wetness spreading between her legs.

"Ok if I am so deep in this and just for this one time." she thought. She then felt a surge of pleasure pulsating through her as she accepted her predicament. And with a final push of her tongue, she let herself go and surrendered to the primal urge to pleasure this man. The taste and texture of his ass was indescribable but it was overwhelming for her, yet she continued to oblige. Her long tongue twirled playfully, swishing around and sloshing around the filth, making the most out of it. 

The taste was foreign and foul, and yet her body tingled with excitement. 

She felt herself growing wetter, her arousal growing with each passing second, and she couldn't stop herself. She pushed her tongue further into him, feeling his asshole quiver and relax around it. He tasted earthy, dirty, and wrong. And yet, she couldn't get enough of it. She never knew she had this kind of kink in her being, but she didn't hate it. She didn't push away the feeling of shame and sin that threatened to engulf her. She welcomed it. She moaned brokenly, letting her own pleasure mingle with his.

The feeling of his chunky balls slapping against her chin and his muscular, hairy thighs quivering in pleasure was almost too much to bear. He moaned loudly, urgently, and she felt his whole body shudder as he climaxed hard, filling her mouth with his salty, earthy essence.

She pulled back, gasping for air and wiping the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked up at him, her eyes lustful and glazed with pleasure.

She felt so dirty, so debauched, and yet she couldn't bring herself to care. She just wanted more - more pleasure, more taboo, more filth.

Without a word, Chandu flipped over onto his back, his still-hard cock jutting up from a nest of grey curls. He motioned for her to climb on top, and she didn't need to be told twice. With a wicked smile, she straddled him, sinking down onto his shaft with a sigh of contentment.

Her pussy was soaked, and the sensation of his rough, wet cock sliding into her was almost too much to bear. She began to ride him, grinding her hips in slow circles, the slick sound of their bodies meeting filling the air.

She could feel her orgasm building, the pressure coiling tight in her belly, and she threw her head back, giving into the pleasure.

Rani began to increase her pace, bouncing up and down on Chandu's cock, her tits bouncing in rhythm with her movements. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and her breath came in ragged gasps as she slammed her hips down onto him. Her tight, wet pussy gripped his cock like a vise, pulling him deeper inside her with every thrust.

Rani was on top, riding Chandu's cock like a wild animal, her long black hair cascading down her back in a wild tangle. Her tits bounced in rhythm with her movements, her nipples hard and aching for attention.

She leaned forward, her hands braced on Chandu's chest, her nails digging into his flesh as she fucked him with reckless abandon. Her pussy clenched around his cock, pulsing with pleasure as she rode him harder, faster. She could feel her orgasm building, the pressure coiling tight in her belly.

She threw her head back, giving into the pleasure. Chandu's rough hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as he thrust up into her. She ground down onto him, her clit rubbing against his pelvis, adding to the intense sensation building between her legs.

Their bodies moved together, slick with sweat and coconut oil, the room filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the slap of skin on skin.

Rani could feel herself teetering on the edge, her orgasm building with every thrust.

She could feel Chandu's cock swelling inside of her, and she knew he was close too. And with a final, desperate cry, she came apart, her pussy clenching around Chandu's cock in a series of intense spasms.

Chandu grabbed her and in one swift motion, he flipped their positions in mid-air, and Rani was now lying on her back. He pistoned his hips, driving his cock into her with a ruthless, punishing rhythm that left her gasping for breath.

She could feel the head of his cock bumping against her cervix with each thrust, the sensation almost too much to bear.

Rani's pussy was deliciously swollen, the lips glistening with her juices. Chandu leaned down, his sweat-slicked chest pressing against hers as he wrapped his hand around her throat.

His grip was tight but not too tight - just enough to make her feel like she was at adjustable mercy. He squeezed, just a little, and Rani's eyes widened as she felt a surge of panic and pleasure course through her body. She knew she should be scared, but she wasn't. Instead, she felt her pussy clenching, her orgasm building again.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her.

"Yes, fuck me, you dirty old man," she gasped, her words shocking even herself. But she couldn't stop. She didn't want to stop. "Give it to me, harder, harder!"

Chandu needed no further encouragement. He fucked her with abandon, his hips slamming into hers with bruising force. His balls slapped against her ass, the sound echoing in the room.

With every thrust, Chandu let out a low growl, his hips bucking wildly.

Rani could hardly believe what was happening. She had never experienced anything like this before.

She had always been a good girl, always following the rules, always doing what was expected of her. But tonight, she was breaking all of those rules.

And it felt good.

Really good.

Chandu's cock felt huge inside of her. She could feel every inch of him, filling her up in a way that she had never felt before.

She could feel her orgasm building again, the pressure coiling tight in her belly, her pussy quivering with anticipation.

"Fuck, yes," she cried out, her voice hoarse from the screaming. "Fuck me harder, you dirty old man."

Chandu's cock was like a piston, driving in and out of her in a relentless rhythm that left her breathless. She could feel himself swelling inside her, his balls drawing up tight against his body.

With a guttural roar, Chandu came hard, filling her pussy with shot after shot of his hot, sticky load.

Rani could feel the warmth of his cum spreading inside her, and it only added to the intensity of her own orgasm. She clenched around him, milking him for every last drop as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

When it was over, Rani lay spent, her body trembling and covered in a sheen of sweat. They both lay silently for a few moments, trying to catch their breath, their bodies slick with a mixture of coconut oil and sweat, and as she looked up at the ceiling, Rani couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and disgust wash over her. She had just let herself be used by an old, poor mute man in the most filthy way possible. And worse, she had enjoyed it. Chandu was lying on top of her, their bodies entwined in a sweaty mess. He had wrapped his arm around her head and was caressing her hair all while gently nibbling on her neck.

Rani didn't like it but she was in no shape to move a muscle. Chandu's dick was still inside her while his body crushing her under his weight both, physically and emotionally. She closed her eyes and cursed the day she met him. She didn't know why she bothered to fight it anymore, she lost herself to the sensation of Chandu's empty thrusts. She hated herself for it, but her traitorous body was responding to his touch. Her pussy was still coiled tight around his cock, pulsing in a rhythm that matched her heartbeat.

Chandu's hand was still wrapped around her throat, his thumb absentmindedly tracing patterns on her skin and his teeth gently biting on her neck, leaving multiple hickeys as an unpleasant reminder of her actions tonight.

His body crushed her, Scotch-taped against her own. Chandu soon passed out and so did Rani, their bodies tangled together like a twisted vine in oil, sweat and shame.



[Present time]

Rani was brought back from her memories by gentle breeze of the wind from window which had brought along the aroma of hot parathas from her neighbors house. The savory smell reminded that she hadn't eaten anything since the morning and needed some food to fuel her already tired body for tonight's action.

As she got up, she reminded herself of never repeating the acts from last night and not giving into her lustful desires. She was a respectable woman from a respectable family. She was not a slut to some poor beggar. She was not a tool to satisfy anyone's desire. She made a firm resolve that she was not going to engage in anymore acts of debauchery and filth with Chandu or any other man. Not even if Shreya wanted to gain anymore "knowledge".

Tonight was the last night and the last time and she was not going to fuck around anymore.

But would she be able to stay true to her resolve? Who knows what the night has in store for her? 

[lattu_pattu]

The narration has so far been very good. The story should as realistic as possible. Shreya intention is not to degrade her sister in law. No self respecting person would stoop to the levels of licking the bum of a a stinking 70 year old man  who has not bathed nor washed his bum for god know s how long. Shreya still adores her SIL. So  please avoid such descriptions.

I know, but I tried to show what state of mind Rani was in trying to repent for her "sins". But she did get back to her senses later in the morning. I will keep you suggestion in mind. Thank you for helping the story improve

[lattu_pattu]

Sorry guys I was busy yesterday and kind of wrote this update in a hurry so it might be not as detailed as previous ones and things might seem rushed. It will improve from later updates.


As the evening approached, the atmosphere in Shreya's home grew tense with anticipation. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting warm hues of orange and pink across the sky, as shadows lengthened and crept across the rooms of the house. Shreya, Rani, and Kavya were in the process of getting ready for the night's events, each of them deep in thought root in their own world.


Shreya, however, was struggling with the morality of her actions, as she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for her role in orchestrating this affair. Although she had always been a curious person, she never thought that her innocent curiosity would lead her down such a dark and twisted path.

When she had first planned the entire thing, it was supposed to be just a one-time thing, a way to feed her own curiosity and satisfy her burning questions about the mysteries of sexuality.

She couldn't have anticipated the chain of events that would unfold, leading to the situation that she now found herself in. She couldn't see the state Rani was in. Plus the miniscule little plan she had orchestrated was snowballing into this massive, chaotic thing. She would have never imagined this ending or what she had witnessed that night.

Shreya had always been a curious person, eager to learn and explore new things. However, her traditional upbringing and strict family values had kept her sheltered from the realities of life. As she entered her early twenties, she began to feel a deep sense of dissatisfaction with the world around her. It felt small and limiting, and she yearned to break free from the shackles of tradition and explore the world beyond the safe bubble of her family home. And she did, sacrificing the purity of her sister-in-law in the quest for her own enlightenment. And it was all going fine until Chandu used the entire situation for his own personal advantage. She had seen what transpired after she left last night. Yes she did see both the sessions. 

She couldn't believe how her pure and conservative sister-in-law was manipulated. She couldn't help but wonder if this was all her fault. Maybe if she hadn't been so obsessed with satisfying her own curiosity, none of this would have happened. She felt a rush of guilt and shame wash over her. Shreya was no doubt a traditional Indian girl and respected the values of the Indian culture, but she didn't buy the concept of unseemly sins and repentance, especially for an act as natural as sex. Rani's perspective on the matter of her sinful act was unfathomable to Shreya, who couldn't relate to the guilt and self-loathing that emanated from her sister-in-law's core. Yet, she couldn't deny the part she played in all of this.

Shreya's fascination with sexuality, which started as idle curiosity, had now become something much more than that. It had crept into every single aspect of her life. She found herself consumed by erotic thoughts. It was as if a dark and sensual voice had taken up residence inside her head, whispering sinful fantasies and decadent desires. And the most alarming part of it all was that she enjoyed it. She reveled in the ache of desire that stirred between her legs, as she imagined herself in the throes of passion with countless strangers. It was wrong, forbidden, and yet she couldn't stop. And this all happened in the span of just one single night. She was afraid what would happen if this went on at the pace it was going. 

Shreya shook herself out of her thoughts as she heard Kavya talking with Rani on how things would unfold later during the night. Kavya's voice seemed full with enthusiasm while Rani's voice lacked the desire to be a part of the conversation. She had not signed up for this and she didn't want to be part of this anymore. And Shreya easily understood the state Rani was in. She felt a pang of guilt for putting Rani through this. She had to do something about this.

She couldn't let Rani get hurt anymore. And with that, Shreya started devising a new plan - a plan that would not only remove Rani from the ordeal, but also gained one up on Kavya so that she wouldn't spill any of their secrets. But how would she get things to work the way she wanted? Kavya had agreed to keep her mouth shut if she got to witness Rani having sex with Chandu. But she want to remove Rani out of the conversation itself, Shreya had to think of a way to distract Kavya. She knew she couldn't just flat out cancel the plans, as Kavya would immediately go out and let the world know what was going on in her house.

The only way she could think of was to have Chandu tell Kavya that he was not in mood to have sex with Rani. But would she convince Kavya to accept that? Like why would Kavya believe that someone like Chandu deny a chance to have sex with a nymph like Rani.

Shreya knew that Kavya would never fall for it. She would probably think it was a ploy to keep her away from the action. But Shreya couldn't give up. She had to find a way.

And just then, an idea struck her.  She knew that Kavya had a huge crush on the new boy who had recently joined their college. This guy, like everyone else in the college, was head over heels in love with Shreya. She could easily work her magic on the boy and have him date Kavya. Yes! She could use this as a bait to keep Kavya from going to Rani's room, and in turn, getting Rani out of this mess. She realized that Kavya would still be skeptical, but Shreya had a way with words and making people believe in things that they otherwise wouldn't.

Kavya being the whimsical girl she was, always changing her mind based on what felt right in that moment, would jump at the opportunity to be with the new boy.

Shreya believed that even though it was a bit of a low blow, she couldn't let the situation get out of control, and she couldn't let Rani get hurt any further.

Satisfied with her plan, Shreya started walking over to where Rani and Kavya were sitting and struck up a conversation when she heard Kavya using degrading terms for Rani. She was nonchalantly using words like slut and Chandu's bitch while talking with Rani. Shreya saw Rani's face fall at Kavya's derogatory words and she felt a flare of anger rise up in her. How could Kavya be so disrespectful to her own sister-in-law? Shreya knew she couldn't stand for it. She made a slight change of plans to get back at Kavya for disrespecting Rani. 

She now planned on making Kavya have sex with Chandu instead of cancelling the entire event. This way, Kavya wouldn't be able to brag about witnessing Rani have sex and would also be too embarrassed to tell anyone about what happened with Chandu. Shreya knew it was a mean thing to do, but she couldn't bear the thought of Kavya disrespecting Rani like that. She deserved better.

So she went up to them and broke the conversation, smoothly shifting over to a new topic of discussion. "Hey Kavya" she said, her voice sweet and breezy, "Guess who just texted me?"

Kavya looked up, breaking up the on-going conversation with Rani, "Who might that be?" she asked, her interest piqued.

Shreya replied in a teasing tone, "Well it's Mr. Abhay, our very own new college heartthrob! He just asked me out on date." Rani looked at Shreya, obviously she wouldn't approve Shreya seeing someone before her marriage but she knew that wasn't the case. She had known Shreya for a long time and she knew the face she made she was up to something. She understood with just one glance at her face that she was plotting something and she decided not to intervene and let her continue with whatever she came up with.

Meanwhile, Kavya's face, which was always bubbly and cheerful, suddenly fell at Shreya's announcement. "Wait, what? He asked you out?" she asked, her tone laced with disbelief and a tinge of betrayal.

Shreya nodded, a coy smirk playing on her lips. "Yes, he did. I wants to take me out for coffee and then probably to the movies." Shreya said, watching as Kavya's expression darkened.

"Oh is that so? Well good luck then I am happy for you two." Kavya said, her voice dropping down to as low as a whisper, her face marred by disappointment and jealousy. Shreya noticed this and smiled inside, knowing her plan was working.

"Uhm Kavya, but your face and expression don't seem like you are genuinely happy for me." Shreya remarked, tilting her head inquisitively as she studied Kavya.

Kavya hesitated for a moment, then sighed before saying, "It's just that I also like him, Shreya. I thought maybe he could be the one to help me forget about... my ex." She bit her lower lip, looking downcast.

"Oh, Kavya, I had no idea." Shreya responded, trying to show genuine concern.

"Well I can help you out by hooking you up with him" Shreya continued, with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Really? Are you serious? You would do that for me?" Kavya asked, her eyes lighting up with excitement and hope.

"Of course I would! I always wanted to see you happy, Kavya. And if Abhay is the one that can make you happy, then why not?" Shreya replied, grinning wider.

"Oh my god, Shreya, you are the best! Thank you so much!" Kavya exclaimed, throwing her arms around Shreya in a tight hug. But Shreya stopped her and continued, "However, there's just one tiny catch. You have to do something for me in return."

Kavya pulled back, looking at Shreya with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. "Sure, anything. What is it?"

"Anything you say?" Shreya asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. 

Kavya nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Well I know what you want me to do Shreya. You want me to forget about everything you guys have going on and keep my mouth shut. Yes I will do it."

"That's not the only thing I want you to do, I want you to-"

"Fuck Chandu tonight right? Sure I will do anything for Abhay, omg I love him so much." Kavya said practically bouncing with excitement and throwing her hands in the air.

Shreya knew Kavya was an unpredictable girl, but the ease with which she agreed to have sex with the old man was surprising even for her. Shreya couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt and shame for manipulating Kavya in such a manner.

But she quickly shook it off. This was the best way she could think of to not only protect Rani, but also give Kavya a taste of her own medicine. She could never forget someone insulting her sister-in-law like that.

Rani was witnessing all this, and for the first time since her ordeal with Chandu, Shreya had seen a smile on Rani's face. She see satisfaction and relief wash over Rani's face as she gave her a look that said Shreya had made her proud.

Shreya couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and relief as well. She knew she had made the right decision in removing Rani from the equation and replacing her with Kavya. It was a petty tactic, but it would ensure that Rani was spared from any further harm.

As the evening approached and the sun began to set, the anticipation in the air began to build. Rani had decided not to take part as a spectator in all this and retired to her room early after giving a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek to Shreya with a sweet "Thank-you".

Shreya felt a warmth spread through her at the gesture and a feeling of validation that she did the right thing for her sister-in-law, and to her own growing fascination with the complex nature of human sexuality. She could always depend on Rani to give her a firm guidance on the moral lines and Shreya believed that with her sister-in-law's grace, she would eventually make sure the evening comes to a happy conclusion for all the parties involved.

Meanwhile, in the guestroom, Kavya had settled in and was preparing herself for the encounter with Chandu.

Despite her earlier excitement, she couldn't shake off the doubts and fears that had crept into her mind.

She had never had sex with someone as old as Chandu before, and the thought of it made her feel a mix of disgust and curiosity. But Shreya had promised her that this was the only way she could see Abhay, and she couldn't let this opportunity slip away.

As she waited for him to come, she couldn't help but wonder about the unique experience that lay ahead. She heard a knock on the door and she prepared herself for what had to follow. She felt a strange mixture of fear, nervousness, and anticipation. She knew she had to be brave and do this for Abhay, whom she was deeply in love with. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

Shreya stood there, her face a mix of concern and amusement. "Hey Kavya, are you ready for tonight?" she asked.

Kavya nodded, her throat dry. "Yeah, I am. Let's do this."

Shreya gave her a reassuring nod and stepped into the room. Chandu followed close behind, his eyes fixated on Kavya's young, petite form. She was barely 21 while Chandu was way more than thrice her age. She was petite, with shoulder-length brown hair and a slim figure. It seemed as if all the mass in her body went into her breasts and hips, leaving bare scraps to make up the rest of her body. While Chandu, on the other hand, was taller than her and much, much bulkier. He had a belly that could easily fit two Kavyas in it. His skin was tanned, and wrinkly, his hair, grey and thinning, his man boobs, large and sagging, could be a shelter for a family of birds.

He was wearing only an old dhoti and nothing on top while Kavya wore a tight black crop top and brown shorts. Shreya was in her light blue pajamas. She took a seat in the corner of the room, her legs crossed. She had a secret smirk on her face as she watched Kavya interact with Chandu. She couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of satisfaction at the way Kavya's eyes widened in surprise when she saw Chandu's masculine form. She noticed Kavya barely even reached Chandu's chest, and she felt a flush of excitement rising within her.

Shreya watched as Kavya tried to cover up her initial shock with a weak smile, her gaze flickering nervously between Chandu and Shreya. "Uh, hi there," Kavya said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chandu responded with a toothy grin, his eyes roaming over Kavya's petite form with obvious appreciation. "Hello, my dear," he rumbled in his deep, gravelly voice that sent a shiver down Shreya's spine. Shreya watched as Kavya took a deep breath before slowly moving closer to Chandu, her movements hesitant and unsure.

Chandu reached out a hand to stroke Kavya's cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle. Kavya began slowly moving her hands along his big fat belly, still trying to hide her disgust. Chandu let out a soft moan, clearly enjoying her touch. 

He ran his fingers through her hair, trying to wrap them around his wrist, but her shoulder length hair was not long enough. He wanted to kiss her but she was too short and his huge belly prevented him from bending down to reach her lips. He made a frown on his face as this reality of his huge belly was brought to his notice. He patted Kavya's head and gestured towards the bed. She took a deep breath and reluctantly climbed onto the bed, feeling uncomfortable as she set down next to Chandu's massive, towering form (compared to her).

She looked up at his weathered face and saw the lust in his beady eyes, mirrored her own.

Shreya felt her body tense as she watched them, her mind racing with a mix of fear and excitement.

She pressed a hand to her stomach, trying to ease her own sudden nerves. She had set all of this in motion, orchestrated every moment leading to this, but now that it was actually happening, she couldn't help but feel a bit sick. It was a twisted turn of events. 

A few moments ago, Shreya had been smirking as she watched Kavya struggle with her nerves. But now, as things progressed, she couldn't help but feel a pang of unease. She had never seen someone as young as Kavya having sex with someone as old as Chandu. It was disturbing, to say the least.

But she quickly shook off those thoughts. This was what she had planned for, after all. There was no turning back now.

Shreya watched as Kavya slowly undid the knot of Chandu's dhoti, and let the fabric fall to the side, revealing his thick, veiny cock. It was massive, easily double the size of any cock Kavya had ever seen before. The thought of taking it inside of her made her pussy tingle with a mix of fear and excitement. She couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal as she gazed upon the old man's cock. She knew that tonight, she would be forever changed by this experience. She removed her top and threw it on the floor, exposing her massive tits held back by a tight red bra.

Shreya couldn't help but stare, her breath hitching in her throat as she took in the sight of Kavya's nearly naked body. She looked like a seductive nymph, her body glowing softly in the dim light of the room.

Shreya's eyes trailed down to Kavya's thighs, which were splayed open wantonly near Chandu's leg. He was already taking in the sight of the beautiful Punjabi girl lying on his bed, his old eyes twinkling with lust. Kavya then took of her shorts, tossing it on the floor next to her, now lying there in just her panties and that tight little red bra. She couldn't help but feel vulnerable and exposed as she lay there, waiting for Chandu to make his move.

Shreya watched as Chandu leaned down, his face hovering just inches above Kavya's. She could see the lust in his eyes, reflected in Kavya's gaze. He slowly lowered his mouth to Kavya's, and kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth. Kavya responded eagerly, her hands roaming over Chandu's greasy back as they kissed.

Shreya felt her own heart rate quicken as she watched them. The sight of Kavya's soft, bare flesh pressed up against Chandu's rough, hairy body was almost too much to bear. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the scene unfolding before her. She watched as Kavya's small, delicate hands explored Chandu's massive frame, feeling the rough, wrinkled skin beneath her fingertips. It was a fascinating sight to behold, the stark contrast between their two bodies. Kavya's youthful, petite form, versus Chandu's aged, bulky stature.

Chandu's hands roamed over Kavya's body, his thick, calloused fingers tracing the curves of her hips, the softness of her thighs. He seemed to relish in the feeling of her young, firm flesh, a small, satisfied smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Shreya watched in fascination as Kavya wrapped her legs around Chandu's waist, pulling him closer to her. She could feel her own body responding to the erotic scene playing out before her, her nipples hardening beneath her clothes.

She squeezed her thighs together, trying to alleviate the sudden ache between her legs. Her voyeur kink had kicked in strongly. Shreya had only experienced this once when she watched Rani and Chandu. It was a beautiful and shameful experience for her, one that had awakened something deep inside her.

Chandu tried unhooking Kavya's bra but couldn't handle the hook with his large sausage like fingers, Kavya sighed and unhooked the bra herself, revealing her beautifully sculpted breasts that matched the size of her ass.

Chandu stared at Kavya's tits like he would never get his eyes off of them. They were big, almost twice the size of Rani's. Chandu continued kissing her while his hands played with her breasts, kneading and squeezing them. Kavya moaned, her back arching off the bed as she surrendered to the pleasurable sensations coursing through her body.

Shreya watched, fascinated, as Chandu's thick, calloused fingers teased and pinched Kavya's hard, pink nipples, causing her to squirm and writhe beneath him. Shreya's own body throbbed with need as she watched Chandu's skilled hands roam over Kavya's petite form. She gave thought engaging directly would be grossing but watching was what fascinated her. She shifted in her seat, her hand slipping between her thighs to touch herself through her pajamas. She was sopping wet, her cunt aching with desire as she watched the older man pleasure the young, innocent Kavya.

Kavya squirmed and moaned beneath Chandu's touch, the older man's skilled fingers plucking and twisting at her hard little nipples while their tongues dueled in a passionate kiss.

Shreya could hardly contain her own moans as she watched the scene play out before her. She was in such a state of arousal that she couldn't help but touch herself, her need growing stronger by the second as she watched the erotic scene unfold.

She slipped a hand under her pajamas, her fingers finding her soaked folds with ease. She let out a soft gasp as she touched herself, her wetness slick and hot against her fingers.

She couldn't believe how turned on she was, how fast she had become wet. She moved her fingers in slow, teasing circles around her clit, letting herself fully feel the surge of pleasure that coursed through her body. She stifled her moan as she didn't want Kavya to know notice her enjoying herself (even thought she was their in the same room).

She bit her bottom lip as she continued watching the steamy scene unfold in front of her. The sight of his greasy, hairy chest pressed up against Kavya's soft, bare skin was almost too much for her to handle.

Chandu moved his hand behind her head grabbing her hair and pulled her into sitting position all while passionately kissing her.

Kavya's nipples rubbed against his chest causing shockwaves of pleasure to pass through her body. Each of his hairs felt like a needle brushing against her sensitive breasts, while the smell of sweat clung to him. It was a strange combination of repulsive and addictive, a scent that only a brute like him could have.

He slid his other hand down her torso, finally touching her hard nipple again, which was aching to be touched and he played with it teasingly while continuing to pull her hair.

Kavya let out muffled pleasure noises, her small hands moved down his chest to his grey pubes now matted with sweat and pre-cum. She wanted to see how big his cock was getting but Chandu had locked her head as he had grabbed her hair tight and was pushing his tongue down her throat. His other hand dropped from her breasts and went lower down her waist. He slid down her panty halfway till her thighs. She could feel his coarse, wrinkled fingers tracing a line along her soaking wet slit, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Without warning, he plunged his index and middle finger deep into her pussy, causing her to let out a loud, guttural muffled moan, her eyes rolling back in her head. Shreya watched with a mixture of shock, awe, and arousal as Kavya succumbed to the pleasure of Chandu's touch.

She could feel the heat radiating off the two of them, the air thick with lust and desire. She watched as Chandu continued to finger Kavya, his fingers disappearing inside of her over and over again, his other hand still tightly gripping her hair. Chandu finally stopped kissing her, leaving both breathless and panting considering how long and rough their kiss had been. Kavya looked dazed and disoriented, her eyes squeezed shut as she rode the waves of pleasure that coursed through her body.

Shreya could feel her arousal heightening with every passing moment, her cunt throbbing in time with her frantic heartbeat. She watched, mouth agape as Chandu pushed Kavya's head down, guiding her towards his massive, engorged cock. Kavya, now fully in the throes of pleasure, was all too eager to comply with his silent demand. She eagerly opened her mouth wide, her lips wrapping around the thick shaft, swallowing as much of it as she could manage.

Shreya watched, entranced as Kavya expertly worked her mouth up and down Chandu's cock, her saliva dripping down her chin as she struggled to fit the entirety of him inside of her. 

Chandu let out a long, low groan of pleasure, his entire body shaking as Kavya continued to suck him off. Shreya couldn't believe the sight before her which fueled her voyeuristic pleasure. Chandu now started using both his hands to grab Kavya's hair, his fingers intertwined in the brown locks as he guided her on his massive cock. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room as Shreya watched in awe. Kavya's cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her head bobbing up and down with a fervor and determination that Shreya found completely captivating.

Chandu let out a low, guttural growl as he thrust himself deeper into Kavya's willing mouth. Shreya was shocked that Kavya was taking it as well as she was.

She didn't expect it to be a pleasant experience for the young college student, but she also didn't expect her to be this good at sucking cock. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she watched Kavya expertly work Chandu's shaft with her mouth. The thought of putting dick, something that is used to urinate with, in her mouth was abhorrent to Shreya, but watching Kavya's skills had her cunt feeling wetter by the second. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the scene playing out before her.

As Kavya sucked, Chandu's thrusts became faster and more urgent, his hands clutching onto her hair tighter and tighter. With a final, forceful thrust, Chandu came hard within Kavya's mouth, filling it with his thick, creamy seed. Kavya struggled to swallow it all, some of it spilling out of the sides of her mouth and dribbling down her chin.

Chandu pulled out, his cock glistening with her saliva and his cum. Kavya managed to swallow whatever she could while wiping off the excess from her mouth with the back of her hand. She sat on her knees in front of him, catching her breath and looking up at him with a mix of satisfaction and trepidation.

Chandu smiled down at her, clearly pleased with her performance.

Shreya couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. She had heard stories, read about it in books and watched it in movies, but experiencing it in real life was a completely different ball game. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Kavya's swollen lips and glazed eyes, her own body flush with residual arousal. She shifted in her seat, feeling the slickness of her own arousal between her legs.

She couldn't believe how much the sight of Kavya being used by Chandu turned her on, despite her earlier reservations. The thought of it made her cunt throb and her clit ache.

As she watched, Chandu reached down to stroke Kavya's cheek, then lifted her up and laid her flat on the bed. He climbed on top of her, his massive body hovering over hers.

He positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly began to push inside of her.

Shreya watched, mesmerized, as Kavya's eyes widened with each inch of him that disappeared inside of her. She was so tight, her pussy clenched around his cock like a vise, squeezing and milking him as he thrust deeper and deeper inside of her.

Kavya let out a quiet whimper as he filled her up completely, her small body trembling with pleasure.

Shreya couldn't believe the sight before her, the obscenity of it all, and yet she couldn't look away.

Chandu began to thrust into her, his greasy belly slapping against her small, petite form with each stroke. Kavya's tits bounced with each thrust, the sight was lewd, but Shreya couldn't deny the arousal that pooled between her legs as she watched.

"Oh fuck, Chandu," Kavya moaned, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain.

She threw her head back, the muscles in her neck straining as Chandu continued to plow into her tight, wet cunt.

Shreya watched as his balls slapped against Kavya's ass, leaving behind a wet mark on her pale skin. Kavya's moans grew louder and more urgent, her small body shaking with each powerful thrust.

Shreya couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that she had set all of this in motion. The time she saw Rani getting fucked didn't actually gave her proper feeling of what sex was like as Rani was repulsive and her face, expression and her overall demeanor when she had sex could be said as something that one would do when they have to do it not because they wanted to. But this, this was different, it was like watching a wild animal in its natural habitat. The way Kavya's body moved and twisted beneath Chandu's hulking form was mesmerizing, raw, and animalistic. Shreya's own arousal spiked, causing her to slip her hand back between her thighs and touch herself through her pajamas.

She was soaking wet, her cunt aching with need as she watched Chandu take Kavya roughly on the bed. She couldn't believe how much the sight of the older man fucking the young, innocent college student turned her on.

Chandu continued to plow into Kavya, his massive cock filling her up completely as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Shreya couldn't help but stare, captivated by the raw, primitive force of their coupling. She never expected Kavya's petite frame to take in entire length of Chandu's massive cock, but she did it effortlessly. She watched as Chandu's callused hands cupped Kavya's ass, spreading her cheeks apart for his own viewing pleasure.

He lifted both her legs and placed them on his shoulders so that he could penetrate into her deeper and with more force.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Kavya cried out, throwing her head back as her body trembled with delight.

Shreya couldn't take her eyes off of the scene unfolding before her. The way Chandu's thighs slapped against Kavya's ass, the way her tits bounced and jiggled, the way his hips thrust forward, the way his cock stretched her pussy... all of it was too much for her to handle.

Her mind was in overdrive as she watched their primal mating unfold before her.

Shreya could feel her cunt tightening as she watched Chandu fuck Kavya, their bodies moving in a primal dance, completely consumed by their pleasure. The bed creaked under their combined weight, the smell of sweat and lust hung heavy in the air.

Chandu's thrusts grew harder, each one driving his cock deeper into Kavya's willing pussy.

Shreya could see the muscles in his back tighten and release as he moved, his fat ass cheeks rippling with each powerful stroke.

Kavya wrapped her legs around Chandu's waist, her heels digging into the meaty flesh of his ass as she pulled him in deeper. She threw her head back, her brown hair spreading across the pillow like a dark halo as she moaned in pleasure.

Shreya could hardly contain herself as she watched them, her own cunt clenching and unclenching in time with her rapid breathing. She had tried teasing her own cunt with her fingers multiple times but had pulled her hand out in shame.

Despite all her reservations, She couldn't help the excitement that built inside of her as she watched Chandu take Kavya with such savage must, the thought of him dominating her body with his own repulsed her slightly, but the sight of it all stimulated her more than she had ever imagined.

She continued to watch as Chandu mercilessly drilled into Kavya's small, tight body, feeling the pressure build inside her own cunt. She slid her hand into her pajamas again, this time taking her wetness onto her fingertips and rubbing her clit in slow, teasing circles. The sensation of her own fingers on her clit was almost too much, she felt herself tighten and release in anticipation. She moaned softly, biting down on her lower lip to keep herself from making any other noise.

Shreya could feel her orgasm building lower in her stomach as she watched the two lovers writhe in pleasure on the bed.

She slipped a finger inside of herself, feeling the slick, wet warmth of her cunt. She circled her clit with her thumb, imagining that it was a tongue, or a cock. She could feel her entire body tingling with pleasure, her breath coming faster and faster.

Meanwhile, on the bed, Kavya was also nearing her peak. Her entire body was slick with a sheen of sweat, her breath hitching with each trust.

Shreya watched as her body bucked with pleasure, her firm breasts jiggling with the movement. Her nipples were hard as rocks, the dark buds puckered tight with need.

"Fuck, Chandu, I'm gonna cum!" Kavya cried out, her body trembling with the sensation of her impending orgasm.

Shreya couldn't help but glance down at her own hands, still buried beneath her pajamas. She could feel herself on the edge of climax but she thought of something that took her mind away from it.

"NO KAVYA DON'T LET HIM FINISH INSIDE YOU!" Shreya screamed, her body jolting out of its orgasmic trance.

The loud, sharp tone abruptly awoke Kavya from her blissful state and she quickly shot a frightened glance towards her friend, her pleading eyes begging for an explanation as to why she had interrupted their moment of ecstasy.

"You could get pregnant you dumbfuck!" Shreya yelled noticing the confusing look on Kavya's face.

Kavya was suddenly snapped back to her senses and she started banging her heels on Chandu's ass.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," she muttered over and over again, terrified at the thought of getting pregnant from this random old man.

Shreya watched in shock and confusion as Kavya screamed, "Quickly my ass, my ass! Switch the hole you damn geezer!"

Chandu, confused and disoriented, pulled out of Kavya with a swift, practiced motion. He looked down at Kavya's virgin asshole, and thrusted his cock in it.

Kavya yelped in pain as she never felt such a monstrous thing like this enter her anus. It was much more unbearable than Chandu's cock entering her vagina.

Shreya watched in horror as Kavya let out a piercing scream, tears streaming down her face. Shreya wanted to intervene, but she couldn't move. Her heart raced as Kavya let out another scream, maybe the loudest in the history of humankind.

It felt like an eternity as Chandu's cock went inside Kavya's anus, the older man's member was forced to go inside inch by inch as if going through a fleshy pipe.

"Fuck," Shreya whispered, overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation. Another part of her was fascinated by the exhilaration of it all, the lawlessness, the breaking of taboos. However, it was clear that the primal scene before her was not a sensual or romantic affair, but a power play.

She was shocked as someone rushed in the room through the door. It was Rani.

"I just heard a scream what happened?" Rani exclaimed, her eyes wide with concern.

"Chandu just went down the other hole." Shreya said, getting up from her sit.

"Wh-What!?" Rani said in shock as she saw the action happening on the bed.

Her eyes widened, her hand flew to her mouth in shock.

"Are you okay, Kavya?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

Kavya, still in shock, nodded her head. Her ass stung with pain, as did her pride. But that wasn't what caught Shreya's attention, Chandu let out a long, deep groan as he climaxed, his thick, creamy load filling Kavya's tight anus.

Rani's eyes widened in surprise at the sight, her stomach churning in disgust. 

She walked to the bed and kicked Chandu off Kavya.

"How some pity on here motherfucker!" she screamed, her eyes red in anger.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you? Are you a goddamn animal? Did you seriously just stick your disgusting cock in her ass?"

Rani's words echoed through the room, her voice filled with anger and disgust. Chandu, still dazed from his post-orgasmic high, just laid next to Kavya who was face was wet with tears and residue of semen. He was shaking, her ass still ringing from the brutal violation it endured. She looked up at Rani who was towering over the two of them, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Are you that dumb Kavya, allowing him to enter your ass?"

"He was about to finish inside her vagina until I told her not to let him do that. That's when she suggest to go down her ass to finish." Shreya chimed in, trying to fill in Rani of what has just transpired.

"WHAT!?" Rani exclaimed, her eyes widening even further. "What the hell is wrong with you, Chandu?! And Kavya, why the hell would you let him do that? You could have gotten seriously injured!"

Kavya just lay there in shock, tears still streaming down her face. She felt violated and humiliated, both physically and emotionally. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She closed her eyes as she couldn't meet her gaze with Rani, feeling a mix of shame, disappointment, and fear wash over her. Shreya couldn't believe that she had let things escalate to this degree.

Trying to save Kavya (and herself) from Rani's wrath, she tried to finish thing and said "Di I think we should let her rest, let's go back to out rooms."

"NO!" Rani shrieked.

"We can't let Kavya stay in the same room as him. From experience I know, he will try again later in the night we do so." Rani said as she helped Kavya stand up, still struggling to find her balance due to stinging pain in her ass.

She covered her with a blanket. "She will stay in my room tonight, as he might attempt again to fuck her so you might be in danger too if I let Kavya stay in your room." Rani said, giving Shreya a stern, motherly look.

Shreya gulped, feeling a sense of fear and shock wash over her. She couldn't believe what had just happened, how quickly things had escalated. She had never seen anything like this before, had never even imagined it. She felt a mixture of disgust and fascination, a strange, twisted curiosity. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Chandu, his massive cock still glistening with Kavya's ass juices.

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Thanking everyone for your likes and kind comments. I am glad everyone is liking the story so far. As always, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated and helps me improve future updates. For now, I am planning to remove Kavya from the story as many of you didn't like introduction of more characters (including me) but I can have her return if liked her character. That being said, thank you for reading and have a good day.

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Sorry for the delay, I will drop the update on Wednesday, stuck due to some work related issues

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This is actually a really wonderful concept. Very very erotic!! Rani is a wonderful character created. Tall, beautiful and well equipped and also very traditional. Such a selfless character willing to anything to help others. Any human being will be lucky enough to lay with her but chandu is the most luckiest one!

Honestly I loved the intro of Kavya character, tight body yet voluptuous, unpredictability in story is very crucial, you have to keep readers confused otherwise they will very easily see a pattern and story may become predictable.

You can see Rani originally agreed for one time but ended having multiple times... she finally got succumbed to her desires but yet she's not enjoying it fully. Probably because of moral things. Shreya i think also observed it, she can carefully plan and take her to next level. She understood that Rani is very kind hearted person and actually feels for the suffering of others. If Shreya can capitalize this and persuade she can be successful in manipulating her next round.

I think what Shreya can do is capitalize on the Kavya situation where inspite of being experienced as Shreya, she suffered when it comes to Anal sex. So Shreya can express her fear to Rani that "See I told you all of this is bad and it is good that I saw what happend with Kavya how painfull it was even with experience and now I shall not marry!"

To that Rani can convince that Anal sex is not bad and Kavya suffered because of in-experience. To which Kavya can also join and express her pain, and manipulate her that "Thank for saving me from that monster, but If you know how to do anal sex safe way than show us how to do Anal. It will save us from our marriages and Shreya can also change her mind"

Rani can finally reluctantly agree as "Ok fine but only one condition that this will be last time!"

Shreya can further manipulate to help her lose inhibition and enjoy sex free with open mind by saying. "It's ok didi, you don't have to... You have already done too much for me and you seem depressed, I understood now sex is all depressed and sad. Thanks to you I'm no longer interested in this."

Rani may reply something like - "No sex is not sad and depressing but it is actually very enjoyable experience."

Shreya - "But di, you don't seem to be enjoying. I'm feeling bad for you. No forget it, I understood by seeing yours how sad is this all"

Rani - "No It is not, don't judge just from yesterday night. You can see the third video from the cam recorder How much I enjoyed."

Shreya - "Then why are you hesitant, is it because of me?"

Rani - "No it's actually I feel like I'm cheating your brother that guilt is bothering me."

Shreya - "But didi, you said you're doing this because you felt bad for the poor beggar, because he was dying and he has no hopes that he can ever have such a beautiful apsara as you! Initially i thought i don't understand but now I understand di, you're such a selfless person, you're not doing it for you but for them. You're heart is filled with kindness, how can it be cheating when all you did was save a person life by fulfilling his last wishes. In the end you're love for bhaiya never changes, then how is this cheating?"

Now Rani can continue and give a Master-class on anal sex without any inhibition and show the girls how enjoyable experience it is.

lattu_pattu don't give up on this story! Please do continue, waiting for you update.
Dont mind my writing bit of story, just a suggestion.

Thanks for the idea brother. And sorry everyone it seemed like I gave up on the story. I had things going on in life and couldn't focus on this. I have almost finished writing the next update and hopefully will drop it on Monday