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Narsingh’s intention of pouring oil on the wet floor was not to molest her nor touch her inappropriately .. his plan was to get closer to her emotionally and erase the hate and disgusting feeling she had on him due to his dirty, filthy face and bad body odour.. After making sure mem saab was no longer pushing him away as he came near to her shoulder and even rubbing it, Narsingh felt happy that his first move was successful and immediately he stood up with a sorry face and begged her apology (what an actor !!! Kamal Hasan !!!)

(in hindi)  “mem saab pardon me for being so close to you and even touching , rubbing , pushing your body at inappropriate places.. I didn’t know what to do when I heard a big thud sound and I had to use whatever little tantric massage skills I know to make sure your bones don’t get hurt due to the sudden heavy fall on a concrete floor and I had to find the knots in your joints and remove the pressure from there.  Now you should feel better,  mem saab  , I will give you a herbal medicine and warm milk to you, you should be alright in couple of hours and will get a good sleep.. the medicine may taste bad and milk sour.. but trust me it works.. all bad tasting things are good for our health and all good tasting food is bad..”

Saying this he moved back to the corner with folded hands and looking down.

Roopa’s anger, hesitation subsided a bit with his genuine looking explanation and she also felt he didn’t do any thing inappropriate and touching her private parts is part of the treatment he knows and she nodded in agreement and pulled the bed sheet over her completely. She looked at the old man for some time and asked him to get her a fresh night dress from the almarah and then immediately told, its ok , I will get it, you can go and get the herbal medicine and warm milk..

Narsingh started walking slowly downstairs ..

Meanwhile Roopa gets up from the bed naked and picked up her wet oil smelling clothes from the bed and threw them down the laundry basket in disgust..

In the kitchen, the stove is on and water is boiling.. Narsingh closed the kitchen door. His thoughts are struck on the smooth heavenly body of mem saab.. she was smelling different with the newly bought herbal shampoo, soap, body wash.. the smell is familiar but coming from city born rich lady is making his dick dance, he pulled off his lungi and held his raging dick.. the water is boiling on the stove, so is his body with the thoughts of rich, hot , milk white married lady emanating natural , mesmerizing , soothing smell and the feel of touching her soft , wet, oily, bushy cunt .. even for a few seconds… 

ufff… he should have inserted one more figure deep into her slippery juicy cunt… mmmmm… ahhhhhh.. he increased the pace of mauling his own dick which normally takes 15 minutes and but right now its melting in his hands with the thoughts of this hot woman.. seeing her panty upskirt while climbing the hill.. touching her soft cunt and round thick shoulder.. smelling the freshly bathed body.. when she asked him to get her fresh night dress from almarah… uffff.. he immediately remembered the collection of her used dirty smelling panties and sweat soaked bras in his hut.. 

he has put the middle finger closer to his nose and started smelling the soaked finger with her cunt juice when he inserted it into her cunt a  bit .. you bet he wont wash his hand till tomorrow morning and the pungent pussy smell will give him the company for entire night 



The water  reached its boiling temperature and so is his body.. in a swift move, he grabbed the tea kettle in his left hand and in a final burst pumped his thick long dick using his right hand and released hot , thick sperm right into the tea kettle and let it cool down for a while . as water was getting cool, he lit the bidi and took a heavy puff and felt relaxed and has thrown the ash into the hot water laced with his semen. After enjoying the bidi, he pulled up his lungi and went to mem saab room with a fresh warm water mixed with his hot semen , bidi ash and herbal medicine… a combination that would work wonders on a lady’s body whose ego , proud  is already beaten down to some extent by the desire of strange , innocent or is it cunning old watch man’s touching of her virgin body (apart from her husband who rarely appreciates the true value of her body) . only thing missing is the lactating woman’s milk..  He planned that for other mem saab.. making her a special coffee with a villager’s lactating milk , his semen and bidi ash..



He went up to give the special milk .. seeing her in a fresh cotton flowery long frock and long sleeved body hugging black top that would clearly show the shapes of her round bulky boobs.. these city sluts would never learn.. on one side they entice the men with such dick raising dresses and then blame them for vulgar cheap looks at them. Narsing’s dick which just  released copious amount of juices has started itching him for a rub.. with his finger that touched the entrance of this mem saab’s cunt lips , he rubbed his dirty semen soaked dick , he even scratched that area a bit and then using the same finger stirred the milk and stepped inside her room after tapping her door for permission

Roopa asked the old man to put that milk glass on the stool and leave.. before leaving he reiterates “mem saab.. this is specially prepared for you using the rare herbal medicine.. this should take care of your body aches.. good night mem saab.. don’t forget to drink it” , he politely pulls the door closer and goes away

While Roopa is still in her deep thoughts, she gets a call from her papa..

“beti.. how are you .. is every thing ok with you ?”

“haa papa.. I am fine.. how are you ?”

“I am doing well beti..i heard the Benz car needed a part to be imported.. don’t worry about the car, you guys can come back.. I will ask Narsingh to get it fixed and send it through a special driver”

“its ok papa.. we are not waiting for it.. we wanted to extend our holidays.. the nature here is completely different.. and of course the innocent tribals here… you don’t worry about our safety papa.. Narsingh is taking care of us well…”

“I am glad to hear that beti.. haa.. I know the old watchman is very good and is obedient .. as you know he saved my life once.. anyway , let me know if you guys need any thing”

“sure papa..”

“ok .. good night beti..”

Roopa felt sad for papa not talking for more time..

“papa.. good night.. is mom there”

“no beti.. she is out with her friends for dinner.. “

Noticing some hesitation in his daughter’s voice

“Roopa beti.. do you want to ask anything ?”

“papa.. how do you know that I wanted to ask you something but hesitating”

“beti.. 35 years of love.. parental love is the only pure love in this world.. I can feel your thoughts..”

“papa.. you are right.. parental love is the only unconditional love in this world..”

“true”

“papa.. I heard our neighbor's daughter applied for divorce?”

“haa beti… feeling sad for her.. her husband says she is cheating on him.. but her version is different.. she is seeking her pleasure elsewhere .. when the husband cant take care of her minimum desires what the girl would do? In fact she gave him a lot of time.. anyway, these things are common these days”

“haa.. papa.. I know her .. she is a nice girl.. she is not even asking for alimony .. papa.. for woman money is not important , she wants a loving , trusting husband  that gives her a space to explore her world.. “

There is a pause in the conversation…

“papa.. what happened.. why are you crying ?”

“beti.. how do you know I am crying ?”

“papa.. 35 years of unconditional parental love.. don’t I know what goes in your mind ?”

“haa… true.. then tell me what I am thinking ?”

“papa.. how come this egoistic , proud , robotic CEO is feeling sympathy for others and talking about love.. not money.. this is your doubt right ?  papa.. this pure mother nature.. innocent , authentic tribals , the mood of holidays made me take a pause and introspect myself .. one thing is clear.. money is not the important asset in one’s life… its about getting pure love , being romantic , being in the company of people you trust.. papa, this may look silly but sometimes we may need to buy these things with money… what other better purpose money has other than making you happy ?”

“beti.. I understand your thoughts.. I am not going to argue or stop you… whatever decision you take I am with you.. not because a CEO cant falter in her decision making but a daughter should never bring bad name to her papa..”

“papa.. trust me.. I would never do anything that would attract the attention of the world.. anyway .. take care papa..good night”

“good night beti”



After completing the call, she took the milk glass in her hand and reminded her promise to papa that anything I do wouldn’t attract the attention of the world.. she drank that sour tasting milk in one gulp… she understood the herbal medicine wont necessarily have a good taste..



She slept on the bed.. not waiting for her husband who is still away in the village with the young dusky damsel Vennela.. she opened her phone .. looking at the pics her husband sent just now..  she has seen a glow , smile in his face that she saw during early days of their wedding.. being with a young girl would bring the best emotions from men.. its natural.. what is not so cool is the same emotions vanish in the company of wife.. anyway , no need to waste time thinking about..

She closed her eyes.. as the medicine has started giving results, her body aches are coming down, body becoming light.. she feels happy that the medicine is working.. soon she fell into deep sleep..

When she woke up, its already morning.. she noticed Raveender on her bed.. still in deep sleep.. she got up and opened the window curtains to feel the cool breeze.. she noticed a small tree right opposite to the window.. she saw a pair of parrots cozily cuddling and kissing and hissing in the nest..  after watching that scene, she feels romantic as the drops of drizzle fell on her face.. the fragrance of mother nature when its about to rain is something she would never get in city even if she can spend millions to get it..



She saw the parrots and felt jealousy and turned her head to see her husband sleeping who forgot about love, romance in pursuit of money , power..  if only all of us humans are like these parrots ? the world would be completely different .. no wars.. no fights..

After watching the romance between the parrots, she is about to go to bathroom , and then what she saw has shocked her !!!

One parrot left the nest and fly away and soon another parrot came and joined the other parrot in the nest and soon they both are kissing, cuddling and even fucking… shittt.. shameless parrots.. how can she cheat ? she was with one parrot till a minute back and now enjoying with another parrot… she closed the curtain in anger and went to bathroom..



Under the shower… her thoughts are still on that cheating parrot.. men always cheat on their wives… wait.. how do I know it’s the male parrot that cheated ? not the female parrot ?.. she clearly doesn’t know the gender of the parrots.. she is just assuming its male parrot that cheated the female parrot.. why cant it be other way ? 

why cant female parrot cheat male parrot ? why cant women cheat men ? first of all is it cheating ? the female parrot wanted some company in the cosy nest to protect her from wind and drizzle.. so she is enjoying the company of another male parrot.. nothing wrong .. why would the other male parrot came into another woman’s nest ? may be he saw she is alone after the other male parrot fly away.. he wanted to protect her ?



The shower is over.. but not her thoughts.. in nature there is nothing called cheating .. it’s a need.. anyone can be with anyone else..  in real world we have to ‘buy’ our happiness and love but in nature its free.. that’s the only difference… papa is cool with her idea of buying love , happiness with money and he even agreed as long it doesn’t attract the attention of the world he is fine with that.. many of her friends are already buying this love, happiness from auto rikshaw drivers, watchmen, construction workers , low class goons.. the love you get is inversely proportionate to the social status of the men..  the low class dirty ugly looking pot belly old men would give better love and happiness than a high class executive whose mind is on upcoming board meeting while his dick wont even erect properly and if somehow erect cant stand for a minute

Now with all the clutter gone from mind after getting the nod from papa .. she is getting ready for a transformation that’s not influenced just by the herbal medicine but also the mother nature..

She came out of the bathroom and the curtain on the window gave way to a shocking visual.. right in front of her eyes, the other parrot that left came back to nest and now.. shittt… threesome is going on… Roopa felt shy and blushed and closed the curtain… shameless creatures…

She would never do that !!!  buying this happiness in front of her husband or along with him.. she is not that cheap.. she wanted love.. not lust.. no threesoms , gangbangs, orgies

Also this bought love has no frills attached to it.. like any thing you buy, this also an expiry period.. few hours of happiness and then forget and move on next day.. that’s why she wants to use that word ‘buy’



when you want to buy anything you go for the best product..  what a sissy hubby’s thing cant give and what an out of scale product (is it 12 inches ?) can give ? its not the depth of insertion that matters , its depth of the desires and emotions that matter… only a village naïve old man has that product ? however dirty looking he is ? 

they say love is blind for a reason !!!



he seems to know how to take care of each part of the body ? certainly seem so.. after an hour of foot, head massage yesterday  and few minutes of his tantric massage skills would tell how much he knows about his trade.. massage is certainly not about applying same pressure every where.. only the experienced professional masseurs would know this subtle differences ..

(the herbal medicine has not worn off yet as we can see how her thinking is changed and her true self is coming out .. however educated you are .. you are still a human being at the end and would need to take care of your inner unsatisfied desires.. how is the only question.. not why .. most rich people buy their happiness without getting noticed by the world and Roopa is no exception..

Would Narsingh, Lakshmi exploit her shift in thinking and softness in her emotions.. hit the iron hard when its hot !!! what would Narsingh do next ? would his concubine Lakshmi help him in softening the mem saab further and make her request, plead , beg  the old man for her happiness ? buyer wont need to beg.. but this is a different trade.. you throw money , you get body pleasure and friction but what would give extreme happiness and kinkiness is throwing your CEO ego away and beg the seller to give unforgettable memories.. because , here the low class old man doesn’t need money but certainly needs his ego to be taken care.. he still remembers the egoistic disgusting look these hot rich bitches gave him when he was helping them with lifting the bags from the car..)




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Guys, lets take a moment to appreciate the effort of my anonymous friend whom I am collaborating with on this story !!!

Its not easy to write a waiting game.. certainly I am not here to write a classic artistic story with lots of boring description but at same time I cant write lot of erotic scenes straightaway without establishing the right amount of justification.. its tough for me to keep the readers engaged until the actual act.. for many, rightly so, excitement of waiting for the act is more thrilling than the act itself !!! so I need to keep the balance right through out.. that’s the reason why I had to spend lot of time in researching and collecting some details about some side thrills to keep the readers engaged (mirror writings , parrots scene, mixing semen in milk, village random fuck scenes , eagle scene , tantric massage , herbals, selfie ghost etc).  In all my writings I give lot of importance to right pics to make it more interesting..

My anonymous friend always keeps me on my toes whenever I try to cross the boundaries to please the front benchers sometimes.. I am yet to understand how to gauge the interest of readers. Likes, Comments, Views are not the only metrices I use.. it’s the quality of the comments.. please do write you like and don’t like.. I can adjust accordingly without compromising on the story (no requests to make the ladies pregnants ,  threesoms , bdsm etc)

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Also there will be part 2 and 3 later

In part 2 we can have back story of Narsingh , how he used to trap the women in guest house, his relation with his wives, Lakshmi, Vennela.. there will be incest episodes here

In part 3  we can have these two families come back for holidays next season.. here we will have scenes between these families  and the men fucking Vennela and also gang bang along with Narsingh, Lakshmi, Vennela. 

Needless to say every thing depends on how part 1 goes.. your response is very very important

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After the break fast , the men and Mandakini go out for site seeing along with Vennela.



Roopa wanted to take a break as the some parts of the body are still paining after the fall which she didn’t tell any one. This is the first time that she didn’t talk about this incident in front of others… not even papa.. She felt uncomfortable describing how an old fragile shabby looking old man helped her get up semi naked !!!

She went to kitchen to get some fruits. She saw Lakshmi cooking lunch for the guests. Roopa is unable to understand how relaxing she always looks… no tensions .. no worries … always smiling. This is possible only when you get everything in life. How can a poor village lady slogging in several houses to make ends meet have every thing in her life ?

She pulls a chair and starts conversation with Lakshmi

“Lakshmi , how can you be so happy always ? I never saw you tired or irritating .. “

“Memsaab , I used to be very angry, frustrated and mean like many villagers.. but after Narsingh entered my life every thing changed”

“wow… how is it possible ? he is not even your husband and there is no social status for your relation”

“Madam, you are right .. I am not his wife and was intended to be like his wife.. memsaab, can I ask you something”

“Go ahead Lakshmi”

“what is more important in life .. what keeps you happy in life …money ? power ? sex?”

“depends.. “

“no madam.. even if you have thousands of crores, the money is still in the bank.. not with you.. you cant even have a proper meal with so many tensions to multiply it. Power ? no.. now a days nobody is afraid of any one.. you are the king in your small world.. the more power you have more sleepless nights you will have to protect it as there will be others to grab it. 

Sex ? yes of course.. it’s the only thing that you can have every second and still want more.. more is  less in case of sex.. especially women get unlimited orgasms.. sorry madam to speak about sex with you.. if you are uncomfortable I will stop.. since I felt you are so kind hearted , gave money to my kids education I am little bit friendly with you… sorry if I crossed my limits”

“no no Lakshmi.. never think like that .. I travel a lot on business and meat several people and the most I learnt is from the people I meat and I have never seen such illiterate remote village can speak so well.. you have wisdom that  education cant teach but hard tough life would !!! you have gone through the grind and learnt your lessons and I could benefit from it… go ahead and don’t stop”



“memsaab.. thank you for your kind words.. sex is the most important thing in one’s life, we the village women always lack this.. we are treated like child producing machines and are married at very young age and our husbands are mostly drunkards and with excessive cheap liquor either they sleep after coming home at night or have erection problems or cant last long.. they also die early due to liver deceases and some for consuming cheap poisoned liquor.  We , the women, work hard from morning to evening to run the house and only entertainment and relaxation for us is sex… I am not talking about unlimited all night sex…just 5 minutes of sex from husband.

Most of us don’t get that minimum pleasure from our marital life. I think being highly educated person and highly traveled business woman you would have known all these things.. but changed our lives is one person. We are all tied to our marital relation and we worship our husbands even though they are drunkards and cant do sex. But we are also human beings , at time we feel like venturing out of our pious relationship and get our desires fulfilled secretly but alas … the entire village is like this.. all drunkards or impotent.. except this one person !!!”

Lakshmi pauses her narration as she feels heavy about narrating her sad story and difficulties in life. Roopa can sympathize with her..  Lakshmi drinks a glass of water, gives Roopa a fresh cup of coffee  and continues

Her voice turned from that of sorrow and grief to husky and sexy

 
 
“that one person in all our village ladies life is none other than our Narsingh.. when we wanted a slice of bread and cup of chai, the god has given us biryani and thumsup !!! we were hoping to get some basic sex from him but he would take care of  all our  unfulfilled  desires in a single session … madam , you know he looks old, fragile, weak .. he may not be muscular in looks but he has the most powerful strongly built muscle down there.. between his thighs.. where it matters the most..    memsaab , in bed he is the most powerful person in this world

 
  
He has skills, stamina to make women happy. He wont stop fucking you unless you ask him to stop. He would release liters of thick, heavy , hot semen and then be ready to go again in a jiffy… in the same flow he would fuck all our holes… sorry for being so horny .. the thoughts of him would make us women horny always..

It all started when his wife threw him out of his house,

I gave him food .. he gave me sex

I gave him shelter … he gave me sleepless nights

I gave him emotional support … he gave me a beautiful kid

Soon the word has spread in the village and every woman wanted to sleep with him.



So much so , some mothers felt getting their young daughters pussy ribbon cutting from this old man will bring luck and is auspicious and get their daughters good husbands. 

 

Mothers would bring their soon to be wedded young daughters and teach them on how to get sex .. but some times Narsingh would say no to fuck young girls.. it may be ok in the village to get them married off at early age but he wouldn’t touch them unless they have well developed body.. not because  such young bodies cant withstand his vigour and power even though he gives them herbal medicine but because he feels such young girls shouldn’t fall into this trap.. they should focus on education and family

Memsaab, what we are doing is wrong ? is it a sin to seek pleasure from someone other than our husband ?”

Lakshmi stops… with questions.. these are the questions not for Roopa but to the society who disrespect women seeking basic needs.. they are called as sluts, whores , prostitutes etc… why don’t we have such words for men ?

“Lakshmi , I can understand your feelings. Nothing wrong in what you are doing. Similar things happen in high class society also but the ladies have everything else sorted out in life except may be the expected sexual pleasures from their husbands but in your case you are struggling hard to get your ends meet and on top of it this frustration.

 

I am glad you guys have some one like Narsingh whom you described as someone to give unlimited pleasures.. there are not many men who possess the qualities you described.. anyway , seeking pleasure from whosoever you like is not a sin.. you do it discreetly or publicly its your choice.. ok.. let me take some rest”

“memsaab , you seem to be tired and looking weak.. you need to relax and rejuvenate ..  get some tantric massage and you should be alright soon or else your precious vacation will be wasted”

“haa.. Lakshmi , let me think, I will let you know”

“our Narsingh is a certified masseur in this practice”

“I know I know you told me once.. will let you or Narsingh if I need it”

“ok madam.. I will prepare lunch in another 30 minutes and then I will leave.. call me if you need anything “

“ok ok”

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Roopa goes up to her room to take some rest but she is not able to focus on anything .. whatever Lakshmi said about Narsingh is going in a loop in her mind.. He is the savior of women in the village.. someone with huge stamina and power which none of our men in the family possess. The fact that papa has trusted this old man and made him the watch man tells you a lot about his character , papa must have done some background check about him..  While Narsingh has all it takes to make women happy , weather he is trustworthy in terms of secrecy ? even after giving him lot of money which he is not seeking but wont reject if offered respectfully



Trust is very important in these matters , that’s why the women in her high class society choose remote villages to fulfill these desires… have a temporary sim to make calls, no online transactions, every thigh using cash and no phones allowed from the men they chose carefully to have desires fulfilled… for men like auto rickshaw  drivers, watch men, construction workers , truck drivers , milk men making sex with such high class women is important than the idea of blackmailing them… they know very well these high class women has higher ups connections and any mischief their lives are in danger

But here in case of Narsingh its slightly different..   he doesn’t care for anyone ..lots of ego .. in a good way.. if something goes wrong he can reveal the matter… may not be intentionally but by mistake..

But on flip side , he knows papa , so he wont make this known to anyone.. why would he kill a golden goose..

So many questions… so many doubts..  if you start thinking like this you will never be successful. When she started her business her own husband discouraged her with so many questions but she took the first and went on solving issues as they come..

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After lunch , she went to the guest room which is like office room with all facilities like internet modem , desk, phone. She had to complete this quote today itself and she started working on it and suddenly power went off with a big dudd sound.  She is getting frustrated about lack basic necessities like UPS, she called Narsingh for help, he is not picking up the phone.  She knew its something to do with yesterday nights heavy rain.. some tree would have fallen on something ..

She started walking out of the guest to Narsingh’s hut which is nearby to the guest house.
 


Narsingh was taking some rest after lunch and his phone went in silent mode. He must have pressed some button by mistake and he doesn’t know the basic operations also..  He heard opening of guest house main entrance, saw Roopa madam coming towards his hut , immediately he had a big hard on jumping beneath his lungi.  Then he heard her footsteps approaching to his bed.
He had already parted his lungi, and let his dick hang outside in such a way that she could have a clear view of his dick. He feigned a deep sleep, pretending to snore in a light sound .  



She had never witnessed such a giant dick ever in her life. She was amazed to see the round swollen velvet bulbous head of the dick, which was glistening in the morning light. The two big balls were hanging under the dick like pendulums. The entire area was covered with bush of black pubic hairs. When she imagined her husband's dick, she compared her husband's dick less than the half of this giant cock. The huge erection was very stiff like an iron as she assumed and throbbing towards her. For a moment, she had an urge to touch it, fondle it, but she controlled herself, and refrained herself for doing anything further. She immediately touched her pussy above her sari which was wet already. Narsingh was noticing every action of her

Narsingh was waiting impatiently for her next course of action. After sometimes, in a sweet voice, she called, "Narsingh, wake up, I need some help" , knocking the door
Suddenly, Narsingh heard the knock at his door. He opened the door and found Roopa in a sweating body.

Narsingh pretended to wake up from a deep slumber, wiping his eyes. He immediately adjusted his lungi and woke up.. with folded arms , he said “sorry memsaab , I was taking some rest after lunch” , She greeted him again with a  smile in a very normal manner as if nothing happened few moments before.

But Roopa was mentally very disturbed whole day; Lakshmi had made it even more tough. Flash of that huge dick would come to her memory in every second, and she felt that her sexual urge had been ignited after so many years. She felt fire throughout her body, and could not control herself.

She was sweating profusely, and the drops of sweat were dribbling from her face to her deep navel falling inside the abdomen area, most probably, Roopa was sweating due to no electricity. At home she would never wear bra inside her blouse. The pallu of her sari was wrapped on her right-side shoulder in such a careless way that her left side breast was popped out from her blouse. The swollen nipple was clearly visible from her sweat drenched blouse. The patches of sweat stains in blouse under her arm pits were clearly visible. 

She was standing very close to Narsingh; the distance must be only one foot away. An aroma of her sweat ridden body, a sexy smell spread, and entered his nostrils, and he tried to inhale it as much as possible as if he was trying to be intoxicated in that smell. Narsingh could not help himself gazing her boobs, which was noticed by Roopa.

Then intentionally, without seeing of Narsingh, she slipped her pallu from her right-side shoulder, and she displayed her two boobs, and her nipples, which looked hard with excitement as she knew that he was watching.

He looked right down to her top with a wonderful sight of her cleavage. The fabric pushed up her boobs nicely, and they appeared to be big. She smiled at him as she caught him looking at her boobs.

"Narsingh, I have a little problem, can you come to the guest house? "she requested.

"Sure, but what's the problem madam?" asked Narsingh.

"Just now, the power went off suddenly. I have so many works to do" She said desperately.

She went back walking towards the guest house, and Narsingh followed her.  He gazed at her ass behind her. The ass cheeks were swaying deliberately which filled his mind with various erotic scenes involving him and Roopa madam.

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is Roopa ready to be crushed under the old monstor ?

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Getting ready for massage ?

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After entering the guest house, Narsingh tried calling electrician , he is not answering .. Narsingh wanted to check the main switch board which is behind the kitchen utility area. The main switch board was in great height from the ground. He thought that under no circumstances, his hand would reach there without a high stool.



Then he went to store room and brought a high stool. Narsingh examined the stool. The height of the stool was around 3 feet. The four legs were reinforced by 3 thick wooden planks, resembling the steps of a ladder. 

The seat at the top had a dimension of 1 foot only, where only two feet could be accommodated.

It was a stool meant for inside room works.



He said, "memsaab, please listen carefully what I am saying. It is very difficult to keep a balance of my body on the stool unless I am supported, as the surface of the stool is very congested where I can only place my two feet. I have examined the legs of the stool which are not even and steady, and once any of the legs of the stool gets unsteady, I will lose balance of my body, and I will fall down, may break several bones of my body. So please clasp the seat of the stool very tightly with your two hands madam near my feet for a proper balance so that I can stand properly to reach the switch board"

Roopa replied, "Narsingh, I understand the problem, and accordingly I will help you."

Narsingh placed the stool just below the switch board. He folded his lungi up to his knee. He was not wearing any underwear under the lungi. Roopa gripped the seat of stool very tightly. Narsingh stepped his one foot on the reinforced wooden plank between two legs of stool and holding the stool seat by his left hand for climbing up, but he needed his right hand for support.

He said, "memsaab, for climbing up on the seat of stool, I need support in my right hand. Can I place my right hand on your left shoulder please?"

"Yes Narsingh, you are welcome," replied Roopa after hesitating for a moment

By gripping his left hand on the edge of stool seat, and placing his right hand on her shoulder, making a balance of him, Narsingh climbed up, and reached on the surface of the seat. At the time of reaching, he felt the softness like cotton ball in his right palm. When glanced towards his right palm, he felt that he had gripped the left boob of Roopa memsaab as his hand had slipped from her shoulder during the process. His palm could feel the hardness of her nipple. His cock was already erected.

"memsaab, I am sorry. My hand slid," said Narsingh apologetically

She didn’t particularly liked this old man squeezing her boob in the name of fixing the switch board.. but looking at his innocent face , she felt probably its by mistake, "It's OK," replied Roopa in a feeble voice  but inside she enjoyed the squeezing of her boob.




He was squatting on the seat of the stool facing Roopa. Since his lungi was folded, and no underwear was beneath the lungi, Roopa could see the big cock which was throbbing inside few inches away from her face. Even she could sniff the sexy smell of the reddish bulbous head emerged due to pulled foreskin. She tried hard to take off her eyes from his mammoth dangling cock but she had to make sure the old man shouldn’t fall down so she has to keep looking at him while holding the stool for better balance

Now, Narsingh had to stand straight to reach the switch board. So, he placed his two hands on the shoulders of Roopa madam, and tried to stand straight from his squatting position, while she placed her hands on the edge of stool seat to help him. He climbed up on that high stool to reach the switch board, but it was really high, and he was about to reach the base of the board, and in the process his erected large cock touched her face, just accidentally.

The big dangling cock was throbbing just below her nostrils, and above her upper lip.

She is swept by the natural aroma of village man.. she never smelt such a dirty looking cock which seemed be not cleaned for a while..

As he brought down the broken part from the switch board, he bent his head, he could clearly see the round boobs through the cleavage, her brown pointed and puffy nipples around dark areolas were clearly visible. He placed his other hand on her shoulder for balance which ultimately slipped down to her boob and squeezed it. He kept on squeezing there until he squatted again on the stool.

A sexual tension was storming inside the body of Roopa as the big cock was dangling, and touching her face, and on the other hand, his hand was gripping her boob. Her nipple got hardened which was felt in the palm of Narsingh. She felt wetness inside her pussy.

Roopa handed over him the screw driver, and again he climbed up to fix the broken part after cleaning it. He fixed the part, but by this time, Roopa was so sexually charged by the sight of his big cock that she became unmindful, her gripping on the stool loosened, and the legs of the stool started shaking due to imbalance.

Both alarmed and could sense the inevitable falling of 70 plus year old Narsingh.

She warned him with a scream, "Narsingh, you are falling down, hold me with your hands".

Her mouth was widely opened due to this sudden happening with scared eyes.



Narsingh felt that he was losing his balance from the stool, and his feet were slipping from the stool, he got panicked, and his hands clutched the head of Roopa madam, slipped to her shoulders. His hands were so tightly clasped on her shoulder that the shoulder portions of her sweat ridden blouse were ripped off and torn in to two pieces from the middle. Her two round boobs popped out, and immediately clasped by two hands of Narsingh for support. Due to this sudden jerk, suddenly, the erected dick of Narsingh entered the open mouth of Roopa. In that position, both fell on the ground.

But God was always great, it was not a violent accident, neither of them was grievously hurt. But due to this accident, the positions of their bodies were in a mess. Roopa was sprawled across the floor, her sari lifted above her knees, she was naked below waist exposing her pussy between two white fleshy legs, Narsingh was also totally naked below his waist as his lungi was slipped due to the accident. His big cock was stuffed inside the mouth of Roopa.

The outer lips of the pussy of Roopa were widely opened, surrounded by thick bush of pubic hairs, and two fingers of Narsingh were inserted in her pussy accidentally. The other hand of Narsingh had gripped one of the boobs of Roopa.

None of them were aware of the position they had after the accident. After few seconds, both opened their eyes, and regained their consciousness. Narsingh felt his dick in a hot cave, scratched by teeth, immediately, he glanced towards his dick, and found that it was inside the mouth of Roopa memsaab

For a second he could not believe that it was a reality or a dream, how could God play such a strange game on him. Next, he felt his two fingers of left hand dipped into some velvet substances, he tried hard to imagine what it was without moving his body, and then his other fingers including thumb felt the silky hairs around it. Now, he could guess that it was the pussy of Roopa memsaab, and then he felt that his right palm was gripping a very soft and smooth object. His index finger touched and felt the hard nipple which he pressed very lightly, "Ohhh...my God," it was the boob of Roopa memsaab.

Roopa also came to her senses and felt that she was feeling suffocated and breathless as her mouth was covered with a very big, thick, and fleshy thing. Her cavity felt a round velvet soft object which was in fact the knob of his dick. Then, she felt one hand which was cupping one of her boobs and squeezing her hard nipple. But she was surprised when she felt two fingers were inserted in her wet pussy hole.

She could only recollect that suddenly Narsingh slipped from stool, and both fell on ground, and Narsingh was above her. She could not believe what was happening now after the accident, how it happened? Then she recollected her memory that at the time of falling, how the huge cock of him jabbed inside her mouth suddenly, and now she realized that his big cock was still inside her mouth. She gagged and struggled to take breath.



Suddenly, Narsingh heard the gagging sound of Roopa, and felt that he had choked her because of his huge cock, immediately; he withdrew half portion of his cock from her mouth to make her easy for breathing but did not withdraw entire cock. Her mouth was full of saliva, the drops of which were dripping from the side of her mouth, and the body of his big black dick was bathed with her saliva and was glistening. Her pussy was anticipating the touch.

He slowly pushed the fingers inside her pussy.

"Guuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhh," she groaned with a gurgling sound and pleasure, less shy, and more turned on with every passing moment.

After few seconds Roopa realized whats going on in her mind, she quickly recovered herself and stood up while adjusting her sari. But she understood enough damage was already done by now… even though it was unintentional it left a memorable pleasant moment to the old man

Narsingh also gathered himself and quickly offered apologies and he quietly went to kitchen to check electricity is coming .. yes.. power is restored ..

Without saying any thing he started walking to his cabin at the main gate !!!



He was relaxing in his cabin, the aroma of a high class lady and the feel and touch of her soft pussy lips and hard erected nipples are still haunting the old watch man

Roopa is yet to recover from the shock completely but the urgency of completing her quote dawned on her and she quickly went to the office room and started working on the quote that she had to send it today itself



Meanwhile while serving lunch to Narsingh in his hut , Lakshmi noticed an uncanny smile in Narsingh , she guesses the reason and asked him to explain the reason ..

Narsingh started explaining what has happened. Adding some extra masala, he started narrating in his own style… Lakshmi, after having break fast , I was relaxing in my hut, madam came and saw my semi erect cock as I was still thinking of what has happened previous night when she slipped and fell down on the floor and how I rubbed her soft body without her knowledge..



then explained the issue with electricity and how he fixed the switch board with support of madam and he fell on memsaab with his cock in her mouth and his hand fingers in her pussy hole and other hand on her boobs …

Lakshmi felt so happy that the old man made a huge progress in making the rich high class lady glue to his mammoth cock but as little disappointed as he should have grabbed the opportunity to make her horny and beg him for sex on the floor then and there… Lakshmi knows madam is not a cheap whore like some of B grade heroines that this old man trapped earlier but it would have sounded nice hearing more progress



After hearing this erotic incident, Lakshmi  couldn’t control her urge to have sex , she made signals to the old watch man who pushed her aside in anger as he wanted to first fuck these high class ladies not this cheap village pussy.

Lakshmi understood his frustration, she went behind the hut to quickly help herself 




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Superbly written and beautifully narrated story. Excellent and exciting plot.

What superb and extremely hot story it is! Just awesome and super sensational writings!

Very much hot and spicy update!

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please re-read the last episode, fixed some typos thanks to one of the readers.. guys please inform me if you notice any inconsistencies in the narration .. to make it a better experience for every one... sometimes hands are not as fast as mind..

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Mere Khwaabon Mein Jo Aaye
Aake Mujhe Chhed Jaaye
Mere Khwaabon Mein Jo Aaye
Aake Mujhe Chhed Jaaye
Use Kahon Kabhi Saamne To Aaye
Mere Khwaabon Mein Jo Aaye
Aake Mujhe Chhed Jaaye
Use Kahon Kabhi Saamne To Aaye
Mere Khwaabon Mein Jo Aaye
Kaisa Hai Kaun Hai Wo Jaane Kahan Hai



Vennela is singing and dancing with joy while taking the guests through that beautiful greenery reminding her youthful exuberance, natural innocence with her cute expressions that only uncluttered, uninhibited, innocent girls of her age can possess.. that too in this type of remote villages.

Mahaveer, Raveender , Mandakini are following her to get view of the beautiful hill station and thick coffee plantations.



“Vennela , you are so cute and have magnetic eyes, recently one girl became famous and viral. If you also come to city, you will also become popular” , Mahaveer couldn’t stop praising her beauty.

Vennela who is ahead of them stopped and looked back and just smiled without saying anything.

“Madam , how are these anklets on me “, she has slightly lifted her long frock up a bit to show Mandakini beautiful pair of feet decorated with mehindi , red nail polish and the sliver anklets

  

Mandakini’s eyes lit up seeing those beautiful feet , she complimented that those anklets are shining because of your beauty..  Vennela felt shy and looking at Mahaveer, she has said in a tone of gratitude “Sir, thanks a lot for giving this beautiful gift to me. Madam, yesterday we all went to nearby town for some local shopping, there the sir has bought these beautiful anklets to me”, while saying so she is rolling her eyes innocently and feeling shy

Mandakini’s face became red as her husband Mahaveer would notice. He didn’t expect this girl will tell his wife about this gift.. these villagers don’t know what to talk and what to hide.. no wife would appreciate her husband giving gifts to any girl.  Mahaveer didn’t say anything as he didn’t want to extend that topic

Mandakini is aware how romantic her husband could be when in mood.. of course those days.. in their early days of marriage he used to be like this.. buying her gifts, doing cute , romantic things, taking out for dinner and more importantly spending time with her.. whatever may happen, between 7-8PM every day they used to switch off phone, laptops and cuddle together on bed kissing and biting and sometimes doing nothing..



He was so romantic,  once in a month he would wash her hair with his hot cum.. trust me it works better than any shampoo from the store.. he would  strangle his cock with her hair and pull her head using those strands of her hair and fuck her hard.. so much innovative ..  

  

his favorite posture while watching porn on TV is to see through her naked butts and of course with a glass of alcohol of his choice resting on her butt.. deal is she should not turn and make the glass fall while watching the porn movie till the end.. sometimes she couldn’t control and turn back to take his fully erect dick in her mouth , of course the glass would have fallen and she loses the bet

those were the best days of their life.



Now things are completely changed.  No romance , no love.. only money
Its easy for men to buy happiness. Some would get happiness from younger girls. It’s a huge fantasy for some to be with much much younger or much much older people of opposite sex.


Age is not the only basis for some fantasies.. gap in social status is another .. Rich women having eye on poor low class men.. Rich uncles (sugar daddies) having fantasy on young village girls.. here both age gap and social status gap come into picture making the fantasy even more stronger.

  

Descendants of Gwalior kingdom are reduced to ogle an innocent , cute village girl ? How can they stoop so low to have some cheap fun with that girl ? flirting is always enjoyable to men.. more so doing with younger girls

Mandakini’s thoughts are broken when she saw the innocent girl is playing like a kid with the men, in that process she is unaware of what she is doing.. her skirt went up exposing her inner thighs and black beauty down there as she is twirling , hopping , skipping… even her just developing cute mangoes are swinging up and down making the men not able to take their eyes off her beauty and cute expressions.



Mandakini had to forcefully pull away Vennela from being so close to the men. The men understood why Mandakini did that and why she is angry on them.. but that poor little girl was puzzled (acting) why madam is behaving like that ?

  

Vennela took them to the high point of that hill station to get aerial view of those beautiful coffee plantations, adjacent river, mountains.  Mandakini is shocked to see that view from top that resembles man’s dick. The girl is again moving closely with the men and explaining something .. Mandakini got irritated and she even scolded at her husband Mahaveer !!!



Mandakini got furious when Vennela stopped them at a small water fall… the way water is falling through those rocks here.. its disgusting and this time she scolded Vennela also for being irresponsible. She had to cut short the trip to avoid any more embarrassment. Vennela kept quite while coming back to the guest house

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