Shraddha just finished her last period, and was eagerly waiting to start her favorite work of the day, that is to daydream about Ayush! She was a computer programming teacher at a famous college in a big city. Ayush was her student. Devoid of any intimate male contact during her formative years, Shraddha remained extremely protective of herself, esp. when it came to the matter of lover & heart. That allowed her to create a mental image of what would be an ideal man for her. Ayush fitted the bill in all aspect. Except for his age, that is! She often thought and believed that if she were Ayush's age, of vice-versa, she would have chosen him as her man.
She sat there on her chair, thinking about Ayush. Soon, a beautiful fantasy started to form in her mind. She saw that Ayush was hugging her close to his body – their bodies were pressed tightly against each other. He could feel her breasts pressing into his chest. He looked her in the eyes, as if he was about to say something, but never did. She kissed him on the lips, lightly at first, and then he felt her tongue enter his mouth. They kissed passionately for several minutes, their tongues swirling round and round. She broke the embrace. They stared into each other's eyes.
They were both breathing heavily; her heart was racing. Ayush noticed that and gazed at her breasts. Shraddha followed his eyes and felt as if he undressed her with his eyes. She felt both complemented and a little embarrassed that he would look at her breasts. Her faced flushed and she felt a tingling deep within her vagina. In her day-dream, Shraddha felt something else too - the black denim jeans was sporting a very telling bulge in the front - she could feel the hardness touching and poking her just above her vagina. A very aroused Ayush!
Her fantasy would have turned even more interesting, had she not been interrupted by a knock at the door of the computer lab. She felt slightly disappointed that she could not continue with her favorite fantasy, but promised herself to complete it while she slept that night! This boy was a walking, talking temptation!
Ayush was a strapping young man, thanks some parts to his genes, and to his efforts to keep healthy and fit. That his father was a rich person also helped. He was the only son to his parents. While his father was usually busy with his business work, his mother was no more. She fell victim to cancer when he was only eight years old. When he reached puberty, his hormones and also the desire to have a company of a matured woman (perhaps an after-effect of his mother's untimely demise) attracted him to elder women. He had liked many women in the past, but could never express his desire to them, because he really thought that any such action would be inappropriate. Shraddha was the latest in that list, and something in his heart told him that she would also be the last.
In the matters of computer programming, he was way ahead of almost everyone in his class and even his teacher ms. Shraddha! The concepts that were covered in the class were something that he had worked on three or four years ago. So, the computer classes for him were, to say respectfully, boring. But the tedium in the class was relieved by ms. Shraddha herself – by the way she looked!
She really was a beautiful young woman. In her 'safe & conservative' clothes, she appeared to be appropriately curvy in all the right places, including a spectacular pair of shapely breasts. Since, her clothes did not reveal much of her (in fact they revealed nothing), he was usually left creating his own version of her body in his mind. Female teachers in his college were allowed to wear Indian, as well as western clothes, so long as they were thoroughly professional. She usually wore Shalwars & Kurtas, sometimes Shirts & Pants, and very few days, she wore sari & blouse.
Ayush used to feel extremely funny, whenever he saw women wearing sari. He often wondered how so much of cloth that revealed much of woman's body rather than concealing, was considered a ‘graceful’ dress! But, when he saw ms. Shraddha wearing a sari for the first time, he instantly started liking women in sari. For the first time, he saw the smooth & narrow curves of her waist, stomach and lower back. As a matter of fact, her bare body was a feast for all the young males’ eyes. That day, she was wearing a very interesting blouse. It was of cream colour, and shiny like satin, with a row of tiny metal buttons in the front. Under ordinary light, the blouse also seemed ordinary, but in harsh light it became dangerous - harsh light could turn the satiny material translucent. And it happened, when many lights in the lab were switched on. As a result, he and others could see hint of her white bra. He felt really aware of all those male eyes roving over Shraddha's body, and he felt angry and jealous.
He also experienced a new thing...
For the first time, Ayush developed a hard-on watching Shraddha. He was sure that many other boys in the class must have felt the same way, and wondered if she was aware that she gave the boys in her class hard-ons. Since that day, Shraddha established herself as the queen of Ayush's heart.
“And this is how you can perform differentiation of an equation in C++..” declared Ayush, finishing off the demonstration of a very complex piece of coding, in his usual gentle and self-assured voice, “.. in fact, with this approach you can find differentiation of ANY equation.”
Shraddha looked at him with extremely appreciative eyes. She was fighting very hard to keep those familiar fantasies from popping up!
“Of course, we need to test this code first and see if the solutions it gives are correct. I will email the code to all of you, so that you can dissect it in any which way. Good for removing any bugs!” and saying this Ayush finished.
The whole class clapped - with real appreciation!
“Thank you, Ayush! That was really wonderful... and complex!” Shraddha was very thankful indeed – for this was not a problem that she herself could have solved. It was way beyond her own knowledge. She had only very basic understanding of advanced mathematics that was taught to her 11th & 12th standard students, and also the algorithm to crack it.
“Any time ma'am!” Ayush smiled gently.
'Not even a hint of conceit! Such a gentleman!' Shraddha thought.
That was the primary reason why she asked Ayush's help in the first place. In most cases, a teacher asking for their student's help can come out to be a favourite scandal in schools, and Shraddha was aware of that. Still, it did not deter her even once because Ayush was much more matured in his mannerisms and also in his knowledge of the subject. He was simply genius, and Shraddha thought very highly of him. On many occasions, he taught her tricks that were simply beyond her. So, when Shraddha asked for his help, he did not even blink for a second and tried genuinely to help her.
There was something else too. Ayush had an intense personality that of a man! Sometimes when she looked at him, she did not see a boy or a student. She saw a man. A desirable man. For a teenager, Ayush was physically good-looking too. But... teachers aren't supposed to think about their students like that, are they? Every time this thought crossed her mind during the classes, Shraddha quickly pushed it away. But private and alone time was another matter. Yet, the complexity of this situation really frightened her. Matters of heart are really dangerous!
“Ma'am, are you free?” Ayush asked nervously. Shraddha's heart pounded just by looking at him.
“Y..yes, Ayush?” she said.
'Oh god, he is even more nervous than I am' she thought.
“Are you... ah,” he cleared his throat, “..free tonight... I mean, evening?”
'Asking me out, is he? Wow, that escalated fast!! Interesting... I never saw THAT coming!' she was thinking.
“I am not busy, yes.” she tried to sound business-like, but still sounded interested.
“Ah.. there is a small party... ah, for my birthday.” usually Ayush was very calm, but that day he was extremely nervous. Asking the queen of your heart out for a good time is not easy.
“Is it your birthday today!” she practically screamed, “Oh my God! Many happy returns of the day!!” and saying this, she extended her hand to shake his. Only she knew that she wanted to hug him – the same intense hug as she fantasized!
Ayush nervously shook her hand. He felt electricity passing through his body at her touch.
“Will you.. come?” he blurted.
Oh she wanted to come. No doubt about that. But then, there must be many familiar faces... isn't it?
“Oh I don't know, Ayush! But thanks for inviting me.”
“You won't come?” he was clearly crestfallen.
“Hey, I want to come. It is just that I don't know how it would look, you know, with so many familiar faces around.”
“Oh, but.. I haven't invited anyone from school.” Shit! He started to sound eager and desperate.
“Is that so? Then why me?” she was teasing him. She definitely felt special on being invited, and wanted to go. But, she just wanted to be sure.
“Ma'am, I don't celebrate my birthday. But this time I decided to spend time with people who I… ah, like.” Ayush suppressed the last word. But, Shraddha heard that alright.
She smiled.
“Okay, then I will come.”
It was not hard for Shraddha to find Ayush's house. He gave her an invitation card that had all the directions. Shraddha decided against wearing shalwar-kurta and wore her best chiffon sari & blouse, as she suspected that Ayush would love to see at least some part of her body and figure. She had seen the effect of sari & blouse on her male students, particularly on Ayush, and it was really encouraging. And in any case, sari would be more charming than shalwar-kurta or the more informal jeans & tee-shirt.
She sat there on her chair, thinking about Ayush. Soon, a beautiful fantasy started to form in her mind. She saw that Ayush was hugging her close to his body – their bodies were pressed tightly against each other. He could feel her breasts pressing into his chest. He looked her in the eyes, as if he was about to say something, but never did. She kissed him on the lips, lightly at first, and then he felt her tongue enter his mouth. They kissed passionately for several minutes, their tongues swirling round and round. She broke the embrace. They stared into each other's eyes.
They were both breathing heavily; her heart was racing. Ayush noticed that and gazed at her breasts. Shraddha followed his eyes and felt as if he undressed her with his eyes. She felt both complemented and a little embarrassed that he would look at her breasts. Her faced flushed and she felt a tingling deep within her vagina. In her day-dream, Shraddha felt something else too - the black denim jeans was sporting a very telling bulge in the front - she could feel the hardness touching and poking her just above her vagina. A very aroused Ayush!
Her fantasy would have turned even more interesting, had she not been interrupted by a knock at the door of the computer lab. She felt slightly disappointed that she could not continue with her favorite fantasy, but promised herself to complete it while she slept that night! This boy was a walking, talking temptation!
Ayush was a strapping young man, thanks some parts to his genes, and to his efforts to keep healthy and fit. That his father was a rich person also helped. He was the only son to his parents. While his father was usually busy with his business work, his mother was no more. She fell victim to cancer when he was only eight years old. When he reached puberty, his hormones and also the desire to have a company of a matured woman (perhaps an after-effect of his mother's untimely demise) attracted him to elder women. He had liked many women in the past, but could never express his desire to them, because he really thought that any such action would be inappropriate. Shraddha was the latest in that list, and something in his heart told him that she would also be the last.
In the matters of computer programming, he was way ahead of almost everyone in his class and even his teacher ms. Shraddha! The concepts that were covered in the class were something that he had worked on three or four years ago. So, the computer classes for him were, to say respectfully, boring. But the tedium in the class was relieved by ms. Shraddha herself – by the way she looked!
She really was a beautiful young woman. In her 'safe & conservative' clothes, she appeared to be appropriately curvy in all the right places, including a spectacular pair of shapely breasts. Since, her clothes did not reveal much of her (in fact they revealed nothing), he was usually left creating his own version of her body in his mind. Female teachers in his college were allowed to wear Indian, as well as western clothes, so long as they were thoroughly professional. She usually wore Shalwars & Kurtas, sometimes Shirts & Pants, and very few days, she wore sari & blouse.
Ayush used to feel extremely funny, whenever he saw women wearing sari. He often wondered how so much of cloth that revealed much of woman's body rather than concealing, was considered a ‘graceful’ dress! But, when he saw ms. Shraddha wearing a sari for the first time, he instantly started liking women in sari. For the first time, he saw the smooth & narrow curves of her waist, stomach and lower back. As a matter of fact, her bare body was a feast for all the young males’ eyes. That day, she was wearing a very interesting blouse. It was of cream colour, and shiny like satin, with a row of tiny metal buttons in the front. Under ordinary light, the blouse also seemed ordinary, but in harsh light it became dangerous - harsh light could turn the satiny material translucent. And it happened, when many lights in the lab were switched on. As a result, he and others could see hint of her white bra. He felt really aware of all those male eyes roving over Shraddha's body, and he felt angry and jealous.
He also experienced a new thing...
For the first time, Ayush developed a hard-on watching Shraddha. He was sure that many other boys in the class must have felt the same way, and wondered if she was aware that she gave the boys in her class hard-ons. Since that day, Shraddha established herself as the queen of Ayush's heart.
“And this is how you can perform differentiation of an equation in C++..” declared Ayush, finishing off the demonstration of a very complex piece of coding, in his usual gentle and self-assured voice, “.. in fact, with this approach you can find differentiation of ANY equation.”
Shraddha looked at him with extremely appreciative eyes. She was fighting very hard to keep those familiar fantasies from popping up!
“Of course, we need to test this code first and see if the solutions it gives are correct. I will email the code to all of you, so that you can dissect it in any which way. Good for removing any bugs!” and saying this Ayush finished.
The whole class clapped - with real appreciation!
“Thank you, Ayush! That was really wonderful... and complex!” Shraddha was very thankful indeed – for this was not a problem that she herself could have solved. It was way beyond her own knowledge. She had only very basic understanding of advanced mathematics that was taught to her 11th & 12th standard students, and also the algorithm to crack it.
“Any time ma'am!” Ayush smiled gently.
'Not even a hint of conceit! Such a gentleman!' Shraddha thought.
That was the primary reason why she asked Ayush's help in the first place. In most cases, a teacher asking for their student's help can come out to be a favourite scandal in schools, and Shraddha was aware of that. Still, it did not deter her even once because Ayush was much more matured in his mannerisms and also in his knowledge of the subject. He was simply genius, and Shraddha thought very highly of him. On many occasions, he taught her tricks that were simply beyond her. So, when Shraddha asked for his help, he did not even blink for a second and tried genuinely to help her.
There was something else too. Ayush had an intense personality that of a man! Sometimes when she looked at him, she did not see a boy or a student. She saw a man. A desirable man. For a teenager, Ayush was physically good-looking too. But... teachers aren't supposed to think about their students like that, are they? Every time this thought crossed her mind during the classes, Shraddha quickly pushed it away. But private and alone time was another matter. Yet, the complexity of this situation really frightened her. Matters of heart are really dangerous!
“Ma'am, are you free?” Ayush asked nervously. Shraddha's heart pounded just by looking at him.
“Y..yes, Ayush?” she said.
'Oh god, he is even more nervous than I am' she thought.
“Are you... ah,” he cleared his throat, “..free tonight... I mean, evening?”
'Asking me out, is he? Wow, that escalated fast!! Interesting... I never saw THAT coming!' she was thinking.
“I am not busy, yes.” she tried to sound business-like, but still sounded interested.
“Ah.. there is a small party... ah, for my birthday.” usually Ayush was very calm, but that day he was extremely nervous. Asking the queen of your heart out for a good time is not easy.
“Is it your birthday today!” she practically screamed, “Oh my God! Many happy returns of the day!!” and saying this, she extended her hand to shake his. Only she knew that she wanted to hug him – the same intense hug as she fantasized!
Ayush nervously shook her hand. He felt electricity passing through his body at her touch.
“Will you.. come?” he blurted.
Oh she wanted to come. No doubt about that. But then, there must be many familiar faces... isn't it?
“Oh I don't know, Ayush! But thanks for inviting me.”
“You won't come?” he was clearly crestfallen.
“Hey, I want to come. It is just that I don't know how it would look, you know, with so many familiar faces around.”
“Oh, but.. I haven't invited anyone from school.” Shit! He started to sound eager and desperate.
“Is that so? Then why me?” she was teasing him. She definitely felt special on being invited, and wanted to go. But, she just wanted to be sure.
“Ma'am, I don't celebrate my birthday. But this time I decided to spend time with people who I… ah, like.” Ayush suppressed the last word. But, Shraddha heard that alright.
She smiled.
“Okay, then I will come.”
It was not hard for Shraddha to find Ayush's house. He gave her an invitation card that had all the directions. Shraddha decided against wearing shalwar-kurta and wore her best chiffon sari & blouse, as she suspected that Ayush would love to see at least some part of her body and figure. She had seen the effect of sari & blouse on her male students, particularly on Ayush, and it was really encouraging. And in any case, sari would be more charming than shalwar-kurta or the more informal jeans & tee-shirt.
Ayush was there at the gate to receive her. Ayush had requested her not to bring any gifts. Still, she bought a nice expensive pen for him. He happily took it and thanked her profusely. But, she was surprised to see an empty house.
“No body came yet?”
Ayush hesitated.
“Um.. No. Oh.. well, I did not invite any one else, ma'am!” immediately Shraddha's mind sensed danger. Is that a trap?
“Ayush, I think I must be going.”
“No ma'am.. please. You don't have to worry. Please come in, and stay for a while and then go. There IS a party. But, please come in first and let me explain.”
Shraddha hesitated for a few moments, and then unwillingly went into the house. His house was very big, as she suspected. Inside, she was received by a middle-aged lady dressed impeccably in crisp sari-blouse. She was Laxmi kaki, the matron of the house. She was the force behind managing this house, as Shraddha later came to know.
“Shraddha!” she said very cheerfully, “Thank you for coming. I heard so much about you!”
“Kaki, not now. Please get something for ma'am?”
“What did 'I' say?” she tried to sound incredulous, but she was really only joking, “All I was trying to say that she is more beautiful than what you told me.”
'Ayush talks about me? Now, that is interesting!' Shraddha thought.
“Oh Kaki, please leave us alone.” Ayush pleaded.
“Alone? Yes yes!” Laxmi kaki was having time of her life on Ayush's expense, but she decided to leave them alone in the hall.
“Please sit, ma'am.”
“Ayush, can I ask you something?”
He immediately feared the worst, and braced for what was about to hit him.
“When we meet outside of the school, please don't call me ma'am?”
He had a sigh of relief, “But...”
“Call me by my name. Okay?”
“But...” he still could not believe what she was saying.
“No but. The school session is about to end anyway, and you will graduate. So, I guess, it is okay!” she smiled.
While they were talking, Laxmi kaki arranged a table with a small but expensive looking cake, and a variety of juices.
“You know what, darling,” she was talking to Shraddha, her tone and manner was very pleasing, “I have been working in this house since Ayush's mother came to this house after her wedding. She was such a nice lady. We used to have fun parties for Ayush's birthday. But after her passing...” her voice trailed and eyes moistened.
She stopped to wipe her tears and then continued, “It is the first time in a decade that he decided to celebrate his birthday. I am really glad that you could come. It meant so much to me. Thank you so much.”
Shraddha had no idea! Now she understood why there was no one, and felt extremely special that Ayush invited ONLY her. She too must be special for him! Wow! But, why isn't his father here?
Laxmi kaki seemed to read her mind, “Ashok (Ayush's father) is in USA for business. So, it is good that there is at least someone with whom we can celebrate Ayush's birthday.”
“Kaki,” Ayush, clearly embarrassed by all the tear-jerking story, “you can never control your emotions, can you?”
“And why should I?”
“Kaki is my mother for all practical purpose! No! Damn.. what I am saying!! She is practically my mother!” ignoring her, Ayush told Shraddha, “Dad respects her like his own elder sister. Mom trusted her even with her life...” he himself got a bit emotional.
“Yes yes! Now who is being emotional?” Kaki was wiping her tears. “Cut the cake now, will you? It has been ten years since I ate a good cake! Or any cake!”
The cake was small. But good enough to be shared among those three, and the security guard at the gate and the cook and the maid. All of them shared fresh fruit juice and left, leaving Ayush and Shraddha behind. Shraddha thought it was good opportunity to learn more about Ayush and his aspirations. So, they started to talk about his career choices. Ayush was to write engineering entrance tests, and pursue a career in information technology, and hopefully start a business in IT. His father was ready to invest - but he did not want to risk his money. Interestingly, many of his father’s friends were already Ayush’s clients. He used to write programs and security codes for them, and in return used to make some money too. Incidentally, he paid for this party - so, although it was not too much, it still was a handful experience.
With the kind of expertise and knowledge he had, and an engineering education from a top engineering school, Shraddha thought, Ayush would make a successful professional. It was a smart choice.
Soon the food was served in the dining room. There was enough to feed twenty people, it seemed. Apparently that was the idea. Most of the food was to be given to the families of house staff. Shraddha did not eat a better tasting food in a long time. Having finished the dinner, they were given hot brownie with ice-cream – one more of Kaki's ideas. They talked some more and by that time Shraddha was very satisfied. Ayush, indeed was 'the man'! Hopefully, he also thinks about her, in the same way!
It was getting late, so, Ayush insisted to drive her back home. Shraddha initially hesitated, but then agreed. Both were silent, but extremely happy. There was a pleasing romantic music playing in the car, which made the air inside the car even more intoxicating. Shraddha was happy because she accepted Ayush's invitation, and he was happy because she came. The first brick in the foundation of their relationship was layed.
Ayush and Shraddha did not get any more opportunities to meet outside of the school, and the 'meetings' at the school were limited to just seeing each other, he saying ‘good mornings’, ‘good afternoons’ and ‘good byes’ to her, and talking in business-like manner. On very few occasions, Ayush found opportunity to see her, when there was no one around. During those occasions, Shraddha would ask him about his dad and Kaki .. and him! Through these little interactions, and those small moment stolen from others to be alone, both of them felt something very soft about each other inside their hearts that kept on strengthening their feelings for each other. Unfortunately, there was no time to openly express their feelings for each other.
Soon the final year exams, and engineering entrance exams followed. Ayush was completely consumed by the demands of academic rigor. So, they did not get a chance to see each other. Shraddha wanted to wish 'best of luck' to Ayush, but could not. Sense of propriety overcame heart's desires. Her heart was sinking, as she was soon to leave for her home-town, now that the school was about to be closed. She really wanted to see Ayush, and if possible to talk about how she felt. She was not sure if she would get an opportunity. That would be such a disgrace!
"But he is just a boy!! How can you tell me that you are in love with your student?
Shraddha’s mother was ecstatic, angry, confused, amused.. all at once. They were not only mother and daughter, but also best friends. But this declaration by Shraddha was as if she dropped a bomb on her.
She raised her only child with strict moral values. Shraddha did not disappoint her so far. So, if she fell for someone, he must be special. But falling for a boy! God! How could her daughter be so naive?
"I know mumma! I just don't know what happened, I just... Oh God! I can’t explain it. He is so sweet, and great, and handsome, and he has such a kind heart, and I... oh..." Shraddha hid her face in her hands, tears started welling up her eyes.
Her mother walked over to her and wrapped her in a loving hug. She knew that Shraddha would not have fallen for just anyone. That boy must be special. But the fact remained that he was just a boy.
"Look at me, honey!” her mother kept her in her arms,
"I am sorry for what I said. See, if you are happy, then I am okay. But please consider a few things - does he know that you love him? If he also loves you, then you two will have to wait for three four years to finally get married, isn’t it? Can you wait for that long? Will he and his family take kindly to him being with an older women? Once you have favorable answers to these questions, I don’t think it will be any easy for you."
"I know mumma! But, I can't ask him. What if he says no? I would be totally mortified."
"What should I do, mumma?"
"You will have to tell him, my dear! That is the only way I know of."
"That is what I can not dare! .... But I can wait and see if he feels the same for me too."
"You are in for a disappointment, my child!"
"I know, mumma. I know... it is hopeless... But then again, I think it is okay!"
Shraddha was doing monthly grocery shopping. This time the shopping was to be only for a week, and after that she would pack her bags for her home town. Outside it was pouring – not very unusual for the month of May, but still it was unexpected. The sudden drop in temperature made her shiver. She was afraid that she will get wet from the relentless rain. After paying her bills, she waited for an auto-rickshaw. It took sometime, but finally one rickshaw stopped – on the other side of the road. She mustered all her courage and hugging all her groceries, she walked through the rain.
The water on the road was so much that it looked more like a large, murky swimming pool. With all the water on the ground it was easy to miss the potholes, which were also filled with water. So, it did not come as a surprise when she stepped in the wrong place, with one of her heels. Her foot got stuck and she immediately lost her balance, toppled over and landed on her buttocks. The fall also bruised her elbows and hands, ripped her clothes and spilled her groceries all over. And to rub salt on the wound, the rickshaw found another fare and left!
Overwhelmed and dejected, she broke down in tears.
“No body came yet?”
Ayush hesitated.
“Um.. No. Oh.. well, I did not invite any one else, ma'am!” immediately Shraddha's mind sensed danger. Is that a trap?
“Ayush, I think I must be going.”
“No ma'am.. please. You don't have to worry. Please come in, and stay for a while and then go. There IS a party. But, please come in first and let me explain.”
Shraddha hesitated for a few moments, and then unwillingly went into the house. His house was very big, as she suspected. Inside, she was received by a middle-aged lady dressed impeccably in crisp sari-blouse. She was Laxmi kaki, the matron of the house. She was the force behind managing this house, as Shraddha later came to know.
“Shraddha!” she said very cheerfully, “Thank you for coming. I heard so much about you!”
“Kaki, not now. Please get something for ma'am?”
“What did 'I' say?” she tried to sound incredulous, but she was really only joking, “All I was trying to say that she is more beautiful than what you told me.”
'Ayush talks about me? Now, that is interesting!' Shraddha thought.
“Oh Kaki, please leave us alone.” Ayush pleaded.
“Alone? Yes yes!” Laxmi kaki was having time of her life on Ayush's expense, but she decided to leave them alone in the hall.
“Please sit, ma'am.”
“Ayush, can I ask you something?”
He immediately feared the worst, and braced for what was about to hit him.
“When we meet outside of the school, please don't call me ma'am?”
He had a sigh of relief, “But...”
“Call me by my name. Okay?”
“But...” he still could not believe what she was saying.
“No but. The school session is about to end anyway, and you will graduate. So, I guess, it is okay!” she smiled.
While they were talking, Laxmi kaki arranged a table with a small but expensive looking cake, and a variety of juices.
“You know what, darling,” she was talking to Shraddha, her tone and manner was very pleasing, “I have been working in this house since Ayush's mother came to this house after her wedding. She was such a nice lady. We used to have fun parties for Ayush's birthday. But after her passing...” her voice trailed and eyes moistened.
She stopped to wipe her tears and then continued, “It is the first time in a decade that he decided to celebrate his birthday. I am really glad that you could come. It meant so much to me. Thank you so much.”
Shraddha had no idea! Now she understood why there was no one, and felt extremely special that Ayush invited ONLY her. She too must be special for him! Wow! But, why isn't his father here?
Laxmi kaki seemed to read her mind, “Ashok (Ayush's father) is in USA for business. So, it is good that there is at least someone with whom we can celebrate Ayush's birthday.”
“Kaki,” Ayush, clearly embarrassed by all the tear-jerking story, “you can never control your emotions, can you?”
“And why should I?”
“Kaki is my mother for all practical purpose! No! Damn.. what I am saying!! She is practically my mother!” ignoring her, Ayush told Shraddha, “Dad respects her like his own elder sister. Mom trusted her even with her life...” he himself got a bit emotional.
“Yes yes! Now who is being emotional?” Kaki was wiping her tears. “Cut the cake now, will you? It has been ten years since I ate a good cake! Or any cake!”
The cake was small. But good enough to be shared among those three, and the security guard at the gate and the cook and the maid. All of them shared fresh fruit juice and left, leaving Ayush and Shraddha behind. Shraddha thought it was good opportunity to learn more about Ayush and his aspirations. So, they started to talk about his career choices. Ayush was to write engineering entrance tests, and pursue a career in information technology, and hopefully start a business in IT. His father was ready to invest - but he did not want to risk his money. Interestingly, many of his father’s friends were already Ayush’s clients. He used to write programs and security codes for them, and in return used to make some money too. Incidentally, he paid for this party - so, although it was not too much, it still was a handful experience.
With the kind of expertise and knowledge he had, and an engineering education from a top engineering school, Shraddha thought, Ayush would make a successful professional. It was a smart choice.
Soon the food was served in the dining room. There was enough to feed twenty people, it seemed. Apparently that was the idea. Most of the food was to be given to the families of house staff. Shraddha did not eat a better tasting food in a long time. Having finished the dinner, they were given hot brownie with ice-cream – one more of Kaki's ideas. They talked some more and by that time Shraddha was very satisfied. Ayush, indeed was 'the man'! Hopefully, he also thinks about her, in the same way!
It was getting late, so, Ayush insisted to drive her back home. Shraddha initially hesitated, but then agreed. Both were silent, but extremely happy. There was a pleasing romantic music playing in the car, which made the air inside the car even more intoxicating. Shraddha was happy because she accepted Ayush's invitation, and he was happy because she came. The first brick in the foundation of their relationship was layed.
Ayush and Shraddha did not get any more opportunities to meet outside of the school, and the 'meetings' at the school were limited to just seeing each other, he saying ‘good mornings’, ‘good afternoons’ and ‘good byes’ to her, and talking in business-like manner. On very few occasions, Ayush found opportunity to see her, when there was no one around. During those occasions, Shraddha would ask him about his dad and Kaki .. and him! Through these little interactions, and those small moment stolen from others to be alone, both of them felt something very soft about each other inside their hearts that kept on strengthening their feelings for each other. Unfortunately, there was no time to openly express their feelings for each other.
Soon the final year exams, and engineering entrance exams followed. Ayush was completely consumed by the demands of academic rigor. So, they did not get a chance to see each other. Shraddha wanted to wish 'best of luck' to Ayush, but could not. Sense of propriety overcame heart's desires. Her heart was sinking, as she was soon to leave for her home-town, now that the school was about to be closed. She really wanted to see Ayush, and if possible to talk about how she felt. She was not sure if she would get an opportunity. That would be such a disgrace!
"But he is just a boy!! How can you tell me that you are in love with your student?
Shraddha’s mother was ecstatic, angry, confused, amused.. all at once. They were not only mother and daughter, but also best friends. But this declaration by Shraddha was as if she dropped a bomb on her.
She raised her only child with strict moral values. Shraddha did not disappoint her so far. So, if she fell for someone, he must be special. But falling for a boy! God! How could her daughter be so naive?
"I know mumma! I just don't know what happened, I just... Oh God! I can’t explain it. He is so sweet, and great, and handsome, and he has such a kind heart, and I... oh..." Shraddha hid her face in her hands, tears started welling up her eyes.
Her mother walked over to her and wrapped her in a loving hug. She knew that Shraddha would not have fallen for just anyone. That boy must be special. But the fact remained that he was just a boy.
"Look at me, honey!” her mother kept her in her arms,
"I am sorry for what I said. See, if you are happy, then I am okay. But please consider a few things - does he know that you love him? If he also loves you, then you two will have to wait for three four years to finally get married, isn’t it? Can you wait for that long? Will he and his family take kindly to him being with an older women? Once you have favorable answers to these questions, I don’t think it will be any easy for you."
"I know mumma! But, I can't ask him. What if he says no? I would be totally mortified."
"What should I do, mumma?"
"You will have to tell him, my dear! That is the only way I know of."
"That is what I can not dare! .... But I can wait and see if he feels the same for me too."
"You are in for a disappointment, my child!"
"I know, mumma. I know... it is hopeless... But then again, I think it is okay!"
Shraddha was doing monthly grocery shopping. This time the shopping was to be only for a week, and after that she would pack her bags for her home town. Outside it was pouring – not very unusual for the month of May, but still it was unexpected. The sudden drop in temperature made her shiver. She was afraid that she will get wet from the relentless rain. After paying her bills, she waited for an auto-rickshaw. It took sometime, but finally one rickshaw stopped – on the other side of the road. She mustered all her courage and hugging all her groceries, she walked through the rain.
The water on the road was so much that it looked more like a large, murky swimming pool. With all the water on the ground it was easy to miss the potholes, which were also filled with water. So, it did not come as a surprise when she stepped in the wrong place, with one of her heels. Her foot got stuck and she immediately lost her balance, toppled over and landed on her buttocks. The fall also bruised her elbows and hands, ripped her clothes and spilled her groceries all over. And to rub salt on the wound, the rickshaw found another fare and left!
Overwhelmed and dejected, she broke down in tears.
She fell in a very painfully way and it felt like she had also sprained her ankle. She noticed that the heel of her shoe had broken off. What could be a worse day? She was completely wet, shivering from the cold and still had to pick up all the groceries that she spilled.
“Ma'am? Are you okay?”
Shraddha looked up in surprise. Her eyes met directly with Ayush's.
“I saw you fall, and I came to check up on you. Are you okay?” He was saying.
Now that was not a state in which she wanted Ayush to find her in! God! She wanted to cry out loud! Silly girl! Trying to control her pain, she remarked, “No... I am not... I am far from okay...”
He offered her a hand and helped her stand up straight. Shraddha almost fell over again when she put her weight on her right leg – it sprained. She let out a loud, “Ouch!” and was thankful for Ayush catching her before she fell over again.
“I think you may have sprained your ankle, ma'am.”
Trying to look brave she put on a fake smile and remarked, “I too think so, Ayush...”
She wanted to cry.
She looked around. Situation was hopeless. Several of the fruits were crushed and jars were broken as a result of her fall and were already useless.
“Ah... Ayush, I really hate to ask this of you, but could you please help me out to gather my groceries?”
“Sure! No problem at all. Let me help you sit first.” Ayush offered.
Shraddha was extremely grateful.
Ayush sat her on the curb and quickly gathered the remains of her groceries in the bags and came back to her, “Will you be okay, ma'am?” he looked concerned. He knew that she did not have any conveyance. Shraddha sat uncomfortably, she wasn't actually sure of that herself.
Noticing the look on her face, he said, “It's no problem really. I can take you to your home. You see, I have a bike! I can drive you to your home and help you out for a bit. That was a nasty fall. You might want to visit a doctor. I can take you there. Would you like me to help?”
“Well...” she started unsure and flustered, “.. oh! Is it really okay? I mean, yes please! If it's not too much trouble?”
“Nonsense! I would love to help you.”
After much help from Ayush, Shraddha somehow sat on the bike with her legs on each side of the bike. In the meantime the rain only increased. Ayush sat with the grocery bags fastened on the front of the bike and then carefully and very slowly drove away. They were thoroughly soaked, so there was no point saving themselves from the rain. But the chill in the air was what causing the most problem.
They tried to talk a bit while riding. The sound of the rain was very loud, so they were practically shouting, so they stopped talking. In the heavy rain it took much more than usual to drive. But finally they reached Shraddha's house without another incidence.
“You know what? You live within fifteen minutes away from my place!” Ayush said, in his effort to say something and immediately regretted it.
“Is that so? It is a news to me.” Shraddha said, with a hint of sarcasm. Of course she knew it, for he drove her to her her house the other night. But as soon as she said it, she too regretted it. Ayush was only trying to put her on ease.
She controlled herself immediately, “It is funny. I guess a lot of students and teachers live in this area, since it's pretty close to school.”
“Hmm... maybe.” he was not interested in this conversation, “So, how should we do this? I can support you while you walk to your door and then I can get the groceries.” he offered.
“Okay!” Shraddha exclaimed, already glad that it was a weekend and that Ayush was there to help her.
Ayush helped his teacher carefully to the door and while supporting her, unlocked the door and opening it, went out again to get the groceries. Meanwhile Shraddha limped to a chair in her living room.
In just a while Ayush walked in with groceries and asked, “Where would you like me to put it?”
“Oh! In the kitchen please.” she replied, pointing in kitchen's direction.
While she did that, it also occurred to her that Ayush was the first 'other' person to come to her home. The realization made her very conscious and nervous. She came to this city to work as a teacher, and the only people who came to visit her were her parents. It was a small house – just one bedroom, a small hall, kitchen, toilet and an aangan.
'What would he think?' she thought, '... and why is he taking so long?'
“Okay!” then suddenly Ayush announced, “I have put all the stuff in the kitchen and refrigerator. Would you like to have some tea?”
“Oh no!” she moaned, “You should have left it there itself. I would have done that myself. And please, let ME make the tea. I don't want to cause you any more troubles.”
“Nonsense. I came here to help you. So, I am making myself useful. And a warm cup of tea will do both of us good.”
'A man that takes charge... Just what I need in my life!' Shraddha thought, as she let out a soft sigh.
“Oh, well, okay!” she said nervously.
A few minutes later Ayush came to the drawing room with two cups of hot tea and some biscuits.
“Here it is ma'am!”
“Ayush, please, we discussed about it. Please call me by my name. Please?” Shraddha said, smiling. It was the first time Ayush saw her smile today... he grinned; it made Shraddha's own smile turn into a big grin.
“I am sorry for all the mess. I don't get any visitors.” Shraddha said, trying to keep talking.
“Why is that?”
“Well... I am not from here.”
And as one thing led to another, Shraddha and Ayush for the first time engaged in conversation outside of the usual teacher-student purview. They talked for a while, when suddenly Shraddha exclaimed, “Oh! It is so silly of me! You are soaking wet. You will catch pneumonia. I will give you some dry clothes to change.”
“Oh it is okay, ma'am! I should be leaving now.”
“Ma'am?”
Ayush smiled, “Sorry... Shraddha!”
“That's right. You are learning. And, regarding leaving, it is still raining as heavily as earlier. So you are not going anywhere. I will give you dry clothes. You change in to them, and stay.”
Saying that she tried to get up and immediately winced.
“Hey! Let me help you.”
Shraddha let out a deep sigh, “Okay... you can support me while I walk.”
She kicked her shoes off, and then Ayush carefully pulled her up and put one of her arms around his shoulders. Despite him being younger than her, he was 2 inches taller. In her day-dreams, he was taller. Slowly he walked with her to the room. She found herself leaning heavier on him than she had originally anticipated. She winced in pain every time she had to put her weight down on her right leg. She was thankful that he had insisted to help her.
Walking so close with him she became aware of Ayush's physical developments. He had a handsome face, beautiful eyes, and short hair. For a boy who just entered adulthood, he showed a lot of promise. She could not help but compare herself to him. She was 5'7” tall. She had a sweet face and a slim body. She often found the appreciative eyes of men ogling her 'C' cup breasts. Her legs also used to get attention whenever she wore skirts.
All that walking in pain left her panting - despite it was such a short walk. She was glad when she could sit down on her bed. The only change clothing for men was her father's lungi & shirt. She handed them and a towel over to Ayush and said, “Ayush, could I get a little privacy for a while? You can change and watch TV? I will take a shower and get decent.”
“Sure!” he said and went out.
She noticed that he did not close the door behind him while leaving. She dreaded and also hoped that Ayush might like to get a peek at her while she undressed and bathed, but knew that he was way too polite and well mannered.
It was small house, and she could see some parts of the drawing room from her own room. She looked in that direction hoping that Ayush will look towards the bedroom. But he was busy unbuttoning her shirt. Interesting! Before she could think, she was already stealing a peek at him – contrary to her own hopes.
He was indeed nicely built for his age. She could see ripples of muscles on his arms and back while he wiped his body. Once he wiped himself dry, he started to unbutton his jeans. Shraddha’s heart started to race. She wanted to look away, but was completely hooked to the sight. When the jeans came off, she saw that Ayush was equally 'hot' down his waist too. She hid herself to the deepest corner of her bedroom. She was feeling guilty, but was helpless. There was a man, standing in the room next to her, undressing, carelessly, who in right age would have possibly been her soul-mate!
Ayush seemed oblivious of all the show he was broadcasting. He must have thought that Shraddha was taking bath. Why else would he peel-off his undies standing there in her drawing-room?
His penis sprang free and stood proud and tall as she gazed on it with widely open eyes, in sheer disbelief. She had no basis to compare it with, but its size, shape and thickness were impressive! Almost... frightening! Hell, she did not even know what 'it' was called! But she knew its purpose. All in all, she estimated that it was a lovely organ, albeit 'very big' for her. She struggled to come out of the spell cast by his magic-wand and with heavy, painful legs, she dragged herself inside the bathroom.
She quickly got completely naked inside the bathroom, and turned the shower on. She did not bolt the door, again hoping that Ayush would 'mistakenly' barge inside the bathroom while she bathed.
'I'm sure he wouldn't mind if he could help me out with the shower!' she thought idly.
“Ma'am? Are you okay?”
Shraddha looked up in surprise. Her eyes met directly with Ayush's.
“I saw you fall, and I came to check up on you. Are you okay?” He was saying.
Now that was not a state in which she wanted Ayush to find her in! God! She wanted to cry out loud! Silly girl! Trying to control her pain, she remarked, “No... I am not... I am far from okay...”
He offered her a hand and helped her stand up straight. Shraddha almost fell over again when she put her weight on her right leg – it sprained. She let out a loud, “Ouch!” and was thankful for Ayush catching her before she fell over again.
“I think you may have sprained your ankle, ma'am.”
Trying to look brave she put on a fake smile and remarked, “I too think so, Ayush...”
She wanted to cry.
She looked around. Situation was hopeless. Several of the fruits were crushed and jars were broken as a result of her fall and were already useless.
“Ah... Ayush, I really hate to ask this of you, but could you please help me out to gather my groceries?”
“Sure! No problem at all. Let me help you sit first.” Ayush offered.
Shraddha was extremely grateful.
Ayush sat her on the curb and quickly gathered the remains of her groceries in the bags and came back to her, “Will you be okay, ma'am?” he looked concerned. He knew that she did not have any conveyance. Shraddha sat uncomfortably, she wasn't actually sure of that herself.
Noticing the look on her face, he said, “It's no problem really. I can take you to your home. You see, I have a bike! I can drive you to your home and help you out for a bit. That was a nasty fall. You might want to visit a doctor. I can take you there. Would you like me to help?”
“Well...” she started unsure and flustered, “.. oh! Is it really okay? I mean, yes please! If it's not too much trouble?”
“Nonsense! I would love to help you.”
After much help from Ayush, Shraddha somehow sat on the bike with her legs on each side of the bike. In the meantime the rain only increased. Ayush sat with the grocery bags fastened on the front of the bike and then carefully and very slowly drove away. They were thoroughly soaked, so there was no point saving themselves from the rain. But the chill in the air was what causing the most problem.
They tried to talk a bit while riding. The sound of the rain was very loud, so they were practically shouting, so they stopped talking. In the heavy rain it took much more than usual to drive. But finally they reached Shraddha's house without another incidence.
“You know what? You live within fifteen minutes away from my place!” Ayush said, in his effort to say something and immediately regretted it.
“Is that so? It is a news to me.” Shraddha said, with a hint of sarcasm. Of course she knew it, for he drove her to her her house the other night. But as soon as she said it, she too regretted it. Ayush was only trying to put her on ease.
She controlled herself immediately, “It is funny. I guess a lot of students and teachers live in this area, since it's pretty close to school.”
“Hmm... maybe.” he was not interested in this conversation, “So, how should we do this? I can support you while you walk to your door and then I can get the groceries.” he offered.
“Okay!” Shraddha exclaimed, already glad that it was a weekend and that Ayush was there to help her.
Ayush helped his teacher carefully to the door and while supporting her, unlocked the door and opening it, went out again to get the groceries. Meanwhile Shraddha limped to a chair in her living room.
In just a while Ayush walked in with groceries and asked, “Where would you like me to put it?”
“Oh! In the kitchen please.” she replied, pointing in kitchen's direction.
While she did that, it also occurred to her that Ayush was the first 'other' person to come to her home. The realization made her very conscious and nervous. She came to this city to work as a teacher, and the only people who came to visit her were her parents. It was a small house – just one bedroom, a small hall, kitchen, toilet and an aangan.
'What would he think?' she thought, '... and why is he taking so long?'
“Okay!” then suddenly Ayush announced, “I have put all the stuff in the kitchen and refrigerator. Would you like to have some tea?”
“Oh no!” she moaned, “You should have left it there itself. I would have done that myself. And please, let ME make the tea. I don't want to cause you any more troubles.”
“Nonsense. I came here to help you. So, I am making myself useful. And a warm cup of tea will do both of us good.”
'A man that takes charge... Just what I need in my life!' Shraddha thought, as she let out a soft sigh.
“Oh, well, okay!” she said nervously.
A few minutes later Ayush came to the drawing room with two cups of hot tea and some biscuits.
“Here it is ma'am!”
“Ayush, please, we discussed about it. Please call me by my name. Please?” Shraddha said, smiling. It was the first time Ayush saw her smile today... he grinned; it made Shraddha's own smile turn into a big grin.
“I am sorry for all the mess. I don't get any visitors.” Shraddha said, trying to keep talking.
“Why is that?”
“Well... I am not from here.”
And as one thing led to another, Shraddha and Ayush for the first time engaged in conversation outside of the usual teacher-student purview. They talked for a while, when suddenly Shraddha exclaimed, “Oh! It is so silly of me! You are soaking wet. You will catch pneumonia. I will give you some dry clothes to change.”
“Oh it is okay, ma'am! I should be leaving now.”
“Ma'am?”
Ayush smiled, “Sorry... Shraddha!”
“That's right. You are learning. And, regarding leaving, it is still raining as heavily as earlier. So you are not going anywhere. I will give you dry clothes. You change in to them, and stay.”
Saying that she tried to get up and immediately winced.
“Hey! Let me help you.”
Shraddha let out a deep sigh, “Okay... you can support me while I walk.”
She kicked her shoes off, and then Ayush carefully pulled her up and put one of her arms around his shoulders. Despite him being younger than her, he was 2 inches taller. In her day-dreams, he was taller. Slowly he walked with her to the room. She found herself leaning heavier on him than she had originally anticipated. She winced in pain every time she had to put her weight down on her right leg. She was thankful that he had insisted to help her.
Walking so close with him she became aware of Ayush's physical developments. He had a handsome face, beautiful eyes, and short hair. For a boy who just entered adulthood, he showed a lot of promise. She could not help but compare herself to him. She was 5'7” tall. She had a sweet face and a slim body. She often found the appreciative eyes of men ogling her 'C' cup breasts. Her legs also used to get attention whenever she wore skirts.
All that walking in pain left her panting - despite it was such a short walk. She was glad when she could sit down on her bed. The only change clothing for men was her father's lungi & shirt. She handed them and a towel over to Ayush and said, “Ayush, could I get a little privacy for a while? You can change and watch TV? I will take a shower and get decent.”
“Sure!” he said and went out.
She noticed that he did not close the door behind him while leaving. She dreaded and also hoped that Ayush might like to get a peek at her while she undressed and bathed, but knew that he was way too polite and well mannered.
It was small house, and she could see some parts of the drawing room from her own room. She looked in that direction hoping that Ayush will look towards the bedroom. But he was busy unbuttoning her shirt. Interesting! Before she could think, she was already stealing a peek at him – contrary to her own hopes.
He was indeed nicely built for his age. She could see ripples of muscles on his arms and back while he wiped his body. Once he wiped himself dry, he started to unbutton his jeans. Shraddha’s heart started to race. She wanted to look away, but was completely hooked to the sight. When the jeans came off, she saw that Ayush was equally 'hot' down his waist too. She hid herself to the deepest corner of her bedroom. She was feeling guilty, but was helpless. There was a man, standing in the room next to her, undressing, carelessly, who in right age would have possibly been her soul-mate!
Ayush seemed oblivious of all the show he was broadcasting. He must have thought that Shraddha was taking bath. Why else would he peel-off his undies standing there in her drawing-room?
His penis sprang free and stood proud and tall as she gazed on it with widely open eyes, in sheer disbelief. She had no basis to compare it with, but its size, shape and thickness were impressive! Almost... frightening! Hell, she did not even know what 'it' was called! But she knew its purpose. All in all, she estimated that it was a lovely organ, albeit 'very big' for her. She struggled to come out of the spell cast by his magic-wand and with heavy, painful legs, she dragged herself inside the bathroom.
She quickly got completely naked inside the bathroom, and turned the shower on. She did not bolt the door, again hoping that Ayush would 'mistakenly' barge inside the bathroom while she bathed.
'I'm sure he wouldn't mind if he could help me out with the shower!' she thought idly.
Her vagina moistened with that thought. Letting out a deep frustrated sigh she bathed, quickly relaxed and let out contented sighs.
When she came out, she could not see Ayush from there. Shraddha wanted to wear something 'suitable'. But she was not able to decide on that. Weekends were anyway reserved for laundry, so not much was available for wearing.
'Why was she behaving like a teenager again? It is not as if they were going to get intimate!' she thought, and yet tried to search for the best undergarments.
She could not find any clean bra, which were nothing more than simple cotton things. Finally, she decided to wear her best panties, and no bra. Over it, she wore a charming knee length frock – the only dress that she had, nothing bold, but because of no bra, it showed good amount of cleavage. She did all this knowing that the door was open, and that Ayush could at least take a peek any moment. But it did not happen. She was slightly disappointed. After that she limped back to the drawing room.
Ayush was sitting uncomfortably in the chair, clumsily wearing the lungi, and the over-sized shirt. Reaching there in the drawing-room, Shraddha gracefully made a slow twirl in front of him - it pained her immensely, but she still managed it. The show was worth it.
“You like?” she asked with a seductive voice, not sure why she did that.
Ayush seemed lost for words and didn't really know what to say. He really did not believe how the day was panning out. Just one word flashed in his mind – 'wow'!
Shraddha slowly stepped closer to him, making sure despite her limp, each step was as graceful as it could be. Her face winced with each step though.
Ayush finally smiled. He really admired what he saw – a beautiful woman with petite body, a not-so-safe but cute dress, and smooth lines she looked very much like his own age, rather than...
“Shraddha, how old are you?” he finally said. Awkward!
“I beg your pardon?” she asked, looking strangely at him.
“Um... sorry... I was just thinking that you really look very young!” he fumbled.
For the first time he was not his usual self-assured Ayush! But he quickly regained his composure, “You must be one of those child-prodigies who graduate early while the rest were stuck for a another year or two.”
“Thank you.” She grinned. “Ha ha! Child prodigy! Look who is talking!!”
“You still did not answer my question.” Ayush persisted.
“Well, I'm older than 25!”
“Wow,” said Ayush! “Who could have imagined!”
She too beamed, “You are just being nice!”
“No! You don't look that old... I mean, look at you. You look my age!”
Hearing that she suddenly stopped smiling and moved forward to give him a very affectionate hug. Ayush was frozen like a statue, as he couldn't believe whatever was happening! And then she softly whispered,
“That's for taking such a good care of me! Thank you!”
Her nipples become very hard and he must have felt how her nipples poked at his chest. There was just one sheet of cloth between the two bare chests! The moment was never ending. Just like that in her fantasies.
Shraddha said to Ayush in her mind, 'Don't worry darling! WE have just begun! I am sure there will be many more moments like this!'
And Ayush seemed to hear her, as he reluctantly broke their first embrace. As they broke the embrace, Ayush's clumsily worn lungi started to fall. He hastily tried to keep things sober. Seeing this, Shraddha laughed.
“Not good, Ayush!” she herself was surprised that she could talk like that with someone, let alone with her student!
“I'm sorry!” he stammered, “Believe me, I tried. Many times. But it doesn't seem to stay.” both were now talking like friends.
“Come, let me help you.” she offered.
“Shraddha, I don't think it is a good idea. You seem to have a strange effect on me.”
By that time she had held the fold of the lungi by his waist.
“No kidding? Strange effect? Like what?” she said in an amused manner.
To tie the lungi properly, it was first needed to be undone. She knew what she would see when she did that. But when she saw it, she was not prepared for it. As she parted the front, Ayush's raging, rock-hard almost vertical and monstrous penis showed. Seeing it from a distance was one thing, but seeing it so up-close-and-personal was another! The lungi fell off her hands. Ayush stood there, stark naked, waist down! And his raging penis was slightly curved upwards, and pointed at her chin, as if it will shoot her in the chin at the very first command.
Shraddha desired her man to be taller than her. And there was Ayush, who was not just that but also a dangerous mix of handsome rugged man and a boy. He looked innocent in his young features on one hand, and promised to be a very handsome and strong man on the other. She kind of felt bad that she was hawking this young man in such seductive manner. In her mind she knew that he must find a girl his age, but in her heart she knew that he was the one for her. Just one afternoon changed that everything for her! The way he rescued her, the way he pulled her off her most vulnerable moment made her want him!
In three years' time they could marry! A thought flashed in her mind! That thought made her want to have his children and start a family with him. He stood there, naked! In front of her. Not trying to cover his raging intention. Perhaps he had no concept of shame.
Shraddha let out a deep, slow and audible sigh!
'Oh God! I love this wonderful teenager and I can do nothing about it. And if I am honest, there is nothing I want to change about it either. I just want to be with him, spend the rest of my life with him and grow old together.'
Tear-drops started to roll down her cheeks.
“Shraddha! Are you okay?” he whispered gently; wiping her tears with equal care with his finger, “What happened?”
“Ayush! Please promise me that you won't hate me for saying this.” she big eyes looked at his.
“Shhhh... don't say anything!” he put his finger to her lips.
“No. Please let me.” Shraddha whispered. “I... I love you.” it must have been extremely difficult for her to say this. More tears formed as she said those three words. A moment more joyful, painful and fearful than this couldn't be possible!
“I know. I love you too.” he said in such a calm manner, as if he was talking about everyday affair like sun-rise, and pulled her face close to his, softly pressing his lips to her's.
'He knew?' Shraddha carefully kissed him back. She was consumed by her emotions and feelings for him, hearing him admit that he loved her, really meant a lot to her. She started with one soft kiss, which was then shortly followed by another, and another.
While kissing, and the manner in which Ayush was kissing her, she understood that Ayush is more knowledgeable than her. In fact she had no knowledge. In dreams it was like watching a movie, where actors perform a very well rehearsed act. But when it came to doing it herself, she felt awkward and clumsy. So, she let Ayush take charge. Within moments, his tongue started to go deeper in her mouth; both tasted each-other's mouths for the first time. She closed her eyes and surrendered herself completely to him, dueling slowly and willingly with his tongue, exchanging her saliva with his, in the most loving kiss that she ever fantasized.
After some time, she slowly parted from him, breaking the kiss. Her tears still rolled down her cheeks and when Ayush saw her like that, he pulled her close to him, comforting her in a loving and caring hug.
“Shhhh... Don't worry about a thing, Shraddha. I love you, and I am here for you. I hoped to tell you earlier, but could not. I love you.”
They quietly stood like that for a few minutes. Shraddha's whimpers quieted down and finally stopped. She then realized his powerful penis was poking at her stomach. Had it subsided a bit? She felt ashamed. For the first time. She knew its purpose, and she knew why it raged like it did earlier.
“Ayush!” she whispered.
“It is okay, Shraddha. I know you are not ready yet. I will wait for you till the time you are ready.” he seemed to hear her each thought!
'If only he were three years older... It's so hard to find a decent man like him.'
“Ayush, do you know what to do?”
“Yes...”
“Then... I am ready.” she said nervously.
Ayush looked in her eyes, she was very nervous - he could tell. But she also wanted it. She wanted to surrender herself, she wanted to leave herself in his care, and she wanted to become as bare, as naked as he was! Ayush did not confirm again. He seated her at the edge of the nearby chair, and then moved closer to her. He caressed her face and planted a few soft kisses on her lips. And then pressed her cheeks again to open her mouth. He slowly inserted his tongue inside her waiting mouth; Shraddha got the hint and started to suck and caress his tongue.
The effect was kiss was that her nipples hardened and pushed against the soft material of her dress. Ayush noticed that, and decided to give them some attention too. He bent down and sucked on her nipples through the cloth. The first notes of the symphony of pleasure played in Shraddha's body, and sent blissful shivers across her body and mind. She felt a spurt of warm wetness between her legs; she always became aroused very fast.
“Look what I have done,” said Ayush, lifting his head from her breasts after feasting for some time. “I've gotten your nice dress all wet. I'll get you another one, if you like, sweetie.”
‘Wow! Men grow in confidence so fast! It took him just over two hours to progress from Ma’am to Sweetie!’
Before, she could say anything, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her again, and also ran his hands down the curve of her back and gently squeezed each cheek of her buttocks.
When she came out, she could not see Ayush from there. Shraddha wanted to wear something 'suitable'. But she was not able to decide on that. Weekends were anyway reserved for laundry, so not much was available for wearing.
'Why was she behaving like a teenager again? It is not as if they were going to get intimate!' she thought, and yet tried to search for the best undergarments.
She could not find any clean bra, which were nothing more than simple cotton things. Finally, she decided to wear her best panties, and no bra. Over it, she wore a charming knee length frock – the only dress that she had, nothing bold, but because of no bra, it showed good amount of cleavage. She did all this knowing that the door was open, and that Ayush could at least take a peek any moment. But it did not happen. She was slightly disappointed. After that she limped back to the drawing room.
Ayush was sitting uncomfortably in the chair, clumsily wearing the lungi, and the over-sized shirt. Reaching there in the drawing-room, Shraddha gracefully made a slow twirl in front of him - it pained her immensely, but she still managed it. The show was worth it.
“You like?” she asked with a seductive voice, not sure why she did that.
Ayush seemed lost for words and didn't really know what to say. He really did not believe how the day was panning out. Just one word flashed in his mind – 'wow'!
Shraddha slowly stepped closer to him, making sure despite her limp, each step was as graceful as it could be. Her face winced with each step though.
Ayush finally smiled. He really admired what he saw – a beautiful woman with petite body, a not-so-safe but cute dress, and smooth lines she looked very much like his own age, rather than...
“Shraddha, how old are you?” he finally said. Awkward!
“I beg your pardon?” she asked, looking strangely at him.
“Um... sorry... I was just thinking that you really look very young!” he fumbled.
For the first time he was not his usual self-assured Ayush! But he quickly regained his composure, “You must be one of those child-prodigies who graduate early while the rest were stuck for a another year or two.”
“Thank you.” She grinned. “Ha ha! Child prodigy! Look who is talking!!”
“You still did not answer my question.” Ayush persisted.
“Well, I'm older than 25!”
“Wow,” said Ayush! “Who could have imagined!”
She too beamed, “You are just being nice!”
“No! You don't look that old... I mean, look at you. You look my age!”
Hearing that she suddenly stopped smiling and moved forward to give him a very affectionate hug. Ayush was frozen like a statue, as he couldn't believe whatever was happening! And then she softly whispered,
“That's for taking such a good care of me! Thank you!”
Her nipples become very hard and he must have felt how her nipples poked at his chest. There was just one sheet of cloth between the two bare chests! The moment was never ending. Just like that in her fantasies.
Shraddha said to Ayush in her mind, 'Don't worry darling! WE have just begun! I am sure there will be many more moments like this!'
And Ayush seemed to hear her, as he reluctantly broke their first embrace. As they broke the embrace, Ayush's clumsily worn lungi started to fall. He hastily tried to keep things sober. Seeing this, Shraddha laughed.
“Not good, Ayush!” she herself was surprised that she could talk like that with someone, let alone with her student!
“I'm sorry!” he stammered, “Believe me, I tried. Many times. But it doesn't seem to stay.” both were now talking like friends.
“Come, let me help you.” she offered.
“Shraddha, I don't think it is a good idea. You seem to have a strange effect on me.”
By that time she had held the fold of the lungi by his waist.
“No kidding? Strange effect? Like what?” she said in an amused manner.
To tie the lungi properly, it was first needed to be undone. She knew what she would see when she did that. But when she saw it, she was not prepared for it. As she parted the front, Ayush's raging, rock-hard almost vertical and monstrous penis showed. Seeing it from a distance was one thing, but seeing it so up-close-and-personal was another! The lungi fell off her hands. Ayush stood there, stark naked, waist down! And his raging penis was slightly curved upwards, and pointed at her chin, as if it will shoot her in the chin at the very first command.
Shraddha desired her man to be taller than her. And there was Ayush, who was not just that but also a dangerous mix of handsome rugged man and a boy. He looked innocent in his young features on one hand, and promised to be a very handsome and strong man on the other. She kind of felt bad that she was hawking this young man in such seductive manner. In her mind she knew that he must find a girl his age, but in her heart she knew that he was the one for her. Just one afternoon changed that everything for her! The way he rescued her, the way he pulled her off her most vulnerable moment made her want him!
In three years' time they could marry! A thought flashed in her mind! That thought made her want to have his children and start a family with him. He stood there, naked! In front of her. Not trying to cover his raging intention. Perhaps he had no concept of shame.
Shraddha let out a deep, slow and audible sigh!
'Oh God! I love this wonderful teenager and I can do nothing about it. And if I am honest, there is nothing I want to change about it either. I just want to be with him, spend the rest of my life with him and grow old together.'
Tear-drops started to roll down her cheeks.
“Shraddha! Are you okay?” he whispered gently; wiping her tears with equal care with his finger, “What happened?”
“Ayush! Please promise me that you won't hate me for saying this.” she big eyes looked at his.
“Shhhh... don't say anything!” he put his finger to her lips.
“No. Please let me.” Shraddha whispered. “I... I love you.” it must have been extremely difficult for her to say this. More tears formed as she said those three words. A moment more joyful, painful and fearful than this couldn't be possible!
“I know. I love you too.” he said in such a calm manner, as if he was talking about everyday affair like sun-rise, and pulled her face close to his, softly pressing his lips to her's.
'He knew?' Shraddha carefully kissed him back. She was consumed by her emotions and feelings for him, hearing him admit that he loved her, really meant a lot to her. She started with one soft kiss, which was then shortly followed by another, and another.
While kissing, and the manner in which Ayush was kissing her, she understood that Ayush is more knowledgeable than her. In fact she had no knowledge. In dreams it was like watching a movie, where actors perform a very well rehearsed act. But when it came to doing it herself, she felt awkward and clumsy. So, she let Ayush take charge. Within moments, his tongue started to go deeper in her mouth; both tasted each-other's mouths for the first time. She closed her eyes and surrendered herself completely to him, dueling slowly and willingly with his tongue, exchanging her saliva with his, in the most loving kiss that she ever fantasized.
After some time, she slowly parted from him, breaking the kiss. Her tears still rolled down her cheeks and when Ayush saw her like that, he pulled her close to him, comforting her in a loving and caring hug.
“Shhhh... Don't worry about a thing, Shraddha. I love you, and I am here for you. I hoped to tell you earlier, but could not. I love you.”
They quietly stood like that for a few minutes. Shraddha's whimpers quieted down and finally stopped. She then realized his powerful penis was poking at her stomach. Had it subsided a bit? She felt ashamed. For the first time. She knew its purpose, and she knew why it raged like it did earlier.
“Ayush!” she whispered.
“It is okay, Shraddha. I know you are not ready yet. I will wait for you till the time you are ready.” he seemed to hear her each thought!
'If only he were three years older... It's so hard to find a decent man like him.'
“Ayush, do you know what to do?”
“Yes...”
“Then... I am ready.” she said nervously.
Ayush looked in her eyes, she was very nervous - he could tell. But she also wanted it. She wanted to surrender herself, she wanted to leave herself in his care, and she wanted to become as bare, as naked as he was! Ayush did not confirm again. He seated her at the edge of the nearby chair, and then moved closer to her. He caressed her face and planted a few soft kisses on her lips. And then pressed her cheeks again to open her mouth. He slowly inserted his tongue inside her waiting mouth; Shraddha got the hint and started to suck and caress his tongue.
The effect was kiss was that her nipples hardened and pushed against the soft material of her dress. Ayush noticed that, and decided to give them some attention too. He bent down and sucked on her nipples through the cloth. The first notes of the symphony of pleasure played in Shraddha's body, and sent blissful shivers across her body and mind. She felt a spurt of warm wetness between her legs; she always became aroused very fast.
“Look what I have done,” said Ayush, lifting his head from her breasts after feasting for some time. “I've gotten your nice dress all wet. I'll get you another one, if you like, sweetie.”
‘Wow! Men grow in confidence so fast! It took him just over two hours to progress from Ma’am to Sweetie!’
Before, she could say anything, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her again, and also ran his hands down the curve of her back and gently squeezed each cheek of her buttocks.
New notes were added the symphony, and Shraddha started making soft murmurs of delight. He pushed her hair aside, kissed the lobe of her right ear, and down the side of her neck.
“But before that,” he continued, “let us get rid of this?” he whispered. Shraddha's heart started to pound harder.
'So the time has come...' she thought. She hesitated for a couple of moments and then got up with Ayush’s support, waiting for him to make his next move.
He understood, and slowly pulled up her frock, showing her panties and part of her tummy. Neither him, nor Shraddha could stand the suspense any longer, so, he pulled her frock all the way off. He gasped when he saw her bare breasts for the first time in his life.
She was also the first grown woman whom he saw nude. Shraddha indeed was a striking young woman, nice soft hair, deep eyes, and soft skin. She stood 5'7", weighed just over 50 kilos. Her physical measurements were rather ideal with 35 inches, perfectly rounded breasts that nicely filled out a C-cup bra. They were the perfect size for her frame, and were very very attractive. Her nipples were reddish, pink and very erect. He was dying to suck them. He threw her frock on the floor. Shraddha's panties were sheer, and showed the shadow of her vaginal bush. She stood there, unsure of how to proceed further.
Ayush again took charge – he slipped her panties off, exposing a dark bush. He could clearly see her pussy lips. As Shraddha stood before Ayush, completely naked, he was in awe. He hugged her naked body to his. He felt her nipples poking into his chest. He bent his head down and sucked each nipple, alternating, back and forth. He kissed his way down from her breasts to her stomach and lower. He planted a kiss on her bush and she shivered with pleasure. He slowly licked up and down her slit, teasing her.
She pushed his head away from her pussy and said, “What are you doing? I want you inside me first.”
“Okay” he said and lifted her in his arms and walked to the bedroom. Shraddha was very embarrassed to see the state of her bedroom. Used clothes were scattered everywhere. But, the feeling and anticipation of joy that was about to come, made her ignore all that. Ayush did not seem to notice that mess anyway. His eyes were fixed on the dishes served in front of her.
On the bed, she lay back in anticipation. Ayush spread her legs slightly. As he did that, her pussy lips spread very slightly. They looked very moist – almost dripping. He moved near, placing his penis on her pussy lips. Using his fingers he spread her pussy lips and moved his penis' head up and down her open, wet slit, thus getting the head nicely wet.
She said smiling nervously, “Please be gentle. This is my first time. Don't tear me with your... thing!”
Ayush also blushed and replied, “I also have never done this before. But I will be gentle.”
She said, “Don't worry honey! You will know what and how to do. I am all yours.”
Shraddha was actually still tiny down there, and a virgin as well. Ayush understood, from all the reading he had done on this topic, that this would hurt Shraddha. And the fact that it was unavoidable couldn't really appease his apprehension. The idea of making Shraddha any kind of pain was a pain for him, but he had to have her. With Shraddha’s permission, and his own desires, Ayush had finally grown selfish, and now it was her turn to surrender.
“Really slow, okay?” he whispered. Shraddha did not speak a word, but only nodded as he found the entrance to her womb and pushed gently.
His round, knobby head stretched her immediately. She drew a sharp breath, and he paused, hardly inside her at all. When she let the air go, he pushed again, slightly harder this time, and covered her mouth with his. Shraddha stiffened and Ayush felt her fingernails in his back as she pulled against him. Her knees came up, with her thighs still wide around his hip.
Ayush felt her pussy giving reluctant way before his penis. The real barrier was simply her small size and so, Ayush paused and gave her another breath, kissing her eyes and then taking her as he had to.
“Oh!” she gasped, loud and sharp and that was all. A yelp as much as anything else and Ayush thrust his cock through Shraddha's pussy.
Immediately, Ayush was through it. His penis surged several inches deep all at once, surprising both of them. Shraddha shuddered and lifted her head off the bed, pressing her chin to Ayush’s shoulder. In pain. Her mouth was open but silent, the breath in her body seemed caught and unable to escape. Ayush pulled back to ease the pressure and she collapsed with a soft whoosh of air, and then she began breathing once again.
Shraddha's eyes welled with tears. She wanted to cry, but did not. She felt no pleasure - not till now. Ayush saw that and kissed her salty tears, moving his lips back and forth across her cheeks. He moved his penis inside her, but no deeper than he had been before, just a few inches in and out of her pussy. She nodded bravely and tried to smile, telling him it was okay.
Shraddha loved him. So, it was inevitable. It was beautiful! Ayush, in his heart, felt that the act of taking Shraddha's virginity, was a beautiful thing and he loved her for letting him do it.
Soon, Ayush’s penis started to move more easily then and he began to work it deeper, stretching her as he found the deep recesses of her vagina. The soft tissue there resisted at first, trying to keep him out. The lovers just kissed through the pain. Shraddha's arms were around his neck and she held him tightly, pulling him against her. She wasn't pushing him away, or fighting the penetration; she accepted it and urged Ayush to fill her pussy completely. Her legs had gone around his waist and her heels dug into his back. That posture allowed him to penetrate her well. When Ayush pushed into her, Shraddha would pull him hard, her body growing tight like a coiled spring. When he pulled back, she would relax and take a deep breath, returning his kisses with passion.
Soon, Ayush found the very bottom of her vagina - he grunted softly into Shraddha's mouth and she jerked with surprise when that new and unexpected sensation filled her. He was well inside her as deeply as possible and he held her like that, panting. With his heart’s each beat, his penis would brush the bottom of her vagina. It was incredible, and slightly painful too. Shraddha’s breathing, however, slowed, and she could feel Ayush's heartbeats through their deep, genital to genital connection. They gazed into each other's eyes for a long time. Shraddha became aware of the pressure of his thick penis on the swollen tissues of her vagina. A tiny flame of pleasure kindled between her legs.
In that position, his testes rested on the bridge between her vagina, and anus. He started to move in and out of her pussy faster, picking up speed. He was now moving in and out fast and hard. Her excitement level increased and she began to feel the stirrings of an orgasm. She grabbed his hand and began rubbing her clitoris that sent her over the edge. She had done it before a few times, when she felt the need to please herself. The discovery was accidental, but the pleasure that ensued was immense. But using someone else’s hand had its own perks. She started to experience pleasure like she never felt before, and never imagined.
When Ayush felt her vaginal walls tightening on his penis, it sent him too into an orgasmic frenzy. He closed his eyes and started to cum in big bursts, and kept cumming inside her. It had never felt this good before when he had masturbated. While he came, Shraddha felt his penis contract inside her and she also contracted her vaginal walls in response. Until about eight to ten contractions later, Ayush finally let out a sigh of relief.
When Ayush opened his eyes, and looked at her, Shraddha could see that he wanted to tell how good it had felt, something that she too wanted to tell him. But she begged him with her facial expression to stay quiet about it, so that the taboo wasn't vocally broken. Ayush, as a caring and understanding lover, understood and kept it to himself. Letting out a soft sigh, he simply smiled at her and enjoyed her company in silence.
Shraddha broke the silence first.
“If it's all right with you, honey, I want to take a nap.” she said.
“Sure!”
“Honey?” she asked.
"What is it, dear?" Ayush asked as sweetly as possible.
"Would you take a nap with me?"
"Yes. You are right," Ayush told her. "I am a bit tired myself."
"Thank you. Right now this all feels like a dream, and I am afraid of waking up. But if I wake up and you're right there with me, then I will know for sure that all of it is true."
Ayush chuckled, amused and touched by her affection. He slipped his arms around her back, then let himself fall back on the bed, bringing his lover with him. She giggled, but continued to hug him as they lay there together.
It felt so nice; Shraddha really was a beautiful, sweet girl, and so soft and warm. Ayush could really get used to being with her like this.
"I love you," she mumbled and started to drift in sweet slumber.
Ayush closed his eyes, holding her to his chest and letting the closeness of their bodies relax themselves. Ayush felt so good to know that Shraddha thought so highly of him. All of a sudden all the unsure thoughts vanished from his mind. Shraddha really deserved a man who could measure up to her expectations. Ayush had no idea if he could be that man, but he was determined to try. With that pleasant thought in mind, he let himself fall asleep.
When he opened his eyes groggily and looked at the clock, he realized that they had been napping for close to two hours. Ayush was not sleepy though; but every time he had half awakened, he felt Shraddha’s warm body next to his and it relaxed him so much that he couldn't work up the willpower to get up.
“But before that,” he continued, “let us get rid of this?” he whispered. Shraddha's heart started to pound harder.
'So the time has come...' she thought. She hesitated for a couple of moments and then got up with Ayush’s support, waiting for him to make his next move.
He understood, and slowly pulled up her frock, showing her panties and part of her tummy. Neither him, nor Shraddha could stand the suspense any longer, so, he pulled her frock all the way off. He gasped when he saw her bare breasts for the first time in his life.
She was also the first grown woman whom he saw nude. Shraddha indeed was a striking young woman, nice soft hair, deep eyes, and soft skin. She stood 5'7", weighed just over 50 kilos. Her physical measurements were rather ideal with 35 inches, perfectly rounded breasts that nicely filled out a C-cup bra. They were the perfect size for her frame, and were very very attractive. Her nipples were reddish, pink and very erect. He was dying to suck them. He threw her frock on the floor. Shraddha's panties were sheer, and showed the shadow of her vaginal bush. She stood there, unsure of how to proceed further.
Ayush again took charge – he slipped her panties off, exposing a dark bush. He could clearly see her pussy lips. As Shraddha stood before Ayush, completely naked, he was in awe. He hugged her naked body to his. He felt her nipples poking into his chest. He bent his head down and sucked each nipple, alternating, back and forth. He kissed his way down from her breasts to her stomach and lower. He planted a kiss on her bush and she shivered with pleasure. He slowly licked up and down her slit, teasing her.
She pushed his head away from her pussy and said, “What are you doing? I want you inside me first.”
“Okay” he said and lifted her in his arms and walked to the bedroom. Shraddha was very embarrassed to see the state of her bedroom. Used clothes were scattered everywhere. But, the feeling and anticipation of joy that was about to come, made her ignore all that. Ayush did not seem to notice that mess anyway. His eyes were fixed on the dishes served in front of her.
On the bed, she lay back in anticipation. Ayush spread her legs slightly. As he did that, her pussy lips spread very slightly. They looked very moist – almost dripping. He moved near, placing his penis on her pussy lips. Using his fingers he spread her pussy lips and moved his penis' head up and down her open, wet slit, thus getting the head nicely wet.
She said smiling nervously, “Please be gentle. This is my first time. Don't tear me with your... thing!”
Ayush also blushed and replied, “I also have never done this before. But I will be gentle.”
She said, “Don't worry honey! You will know what and how to do. I am all yours.”
Shraddha was actually still tiny down there, and a virgin as well. Ayush understood, from all the reading he had done on this topic, that this would hurt Shraddha. And the fact that it was unavoidable couldn't really appease his apprehension. The idea of making Shraddha any kind of pain was a pain for him, but he had to have her. With Shraddha’s permission, and his own desires, Ayush had finally grown selfish, and now it was her turn to surrender.
“Really slow, okay?” he whispered. Shraddha did not speak a word, but only nodded as he found the entrance to her womb and pushed gently.
His round, knobby head stretched her immediately. She drew a sharp breath, and he paused, hardly inside her at all. When she let the air go, he pushed again, slightly harder this time, and covered her mouth with his. Shraddha stiffened and Ayush felt her fingernails in his back as she pulled against him. Her knees came up, with her thighs still wide around his hip.
Ayush felt her pussy giving reluctant way before his penis. The real barrier was simply her small size and so, Ayush paused and gave her another breath, kissing her eyes and then taking her as he had to.
“Oh!” she gasped, loud and sharp and that was all. A yelp as much as anything else and Ayush thrust his cock through Shraddha's pussy.
Immediately, Ayush was through it. His penis surged several inches deep all at once, surprising both of them. Shraddha shuddered and lifted her head off the bed, pressing her chin to Ayush’s shoulder. In pain. Her mouth was open but silent, the breath in her body seemed caught and unable to escape. Ayush pulled back to ease the pressure and she collapsed with a soft whoosh of air, and then she began breathing once again.
Shraddha's eyes welled with tears. She wanted to cry, but did not. She felt no pleasure - not till now. Ayush saw that and kissed her salty tears, moving his lips back and forth across her cheeks. He moved his penis inside her, but no deeper than he had been before, just a few inches in and out of her pussy. She nodded bravely and tried to smile, telling him it was okay.
Shraddha loved him. So, it was inevitable. It was beautiful! Ayush, in his heart, felt that the act of taking Shraddha's virginity, was a beautiful thing and he loved her for letting him do it.
Soon, Ayush’s penis started to move more easily then and he began to work it deeper, stretching her as he found the deep recesses of her vagina. The soft tissue there resisted at first, trying to keep him out. The lovers just kissed through the pain. Shraddha's arms were around his neck and she held him tightly, pulling him against her. She wasn't pushing him away, or fighting the penetration; she accepted it and urged Ayush to fill her pussy completely. Her legs had gone around his waist and her heels dug into his back. That posture allowed him to penetrate her well. When Ayush pushed into her, Shraddha would pull him hard, her body growing tight like a coiled spring. When he pulled back, she would relax and take a deep breath, returning his kisses with passion.
Soon, Ayush found the very bottom of her vagina - he grunted softly into Shraddha's mouth and she jerked with surprise when that new and unexpected sensation filled her. He was well inside her as deeply as possible and he held her like that, panting. With his heart’s each beat, his penis would brush the bottom of her vagina. It was incredible, and slightly painful too. Shraddha’s breathing, however, slowed, and she could feel Ayush's heartbeats through their deep, genital to genital connection. They gazed into each other's eyes for a long time. Shraddha became aware of the pressure of his thick penis on the swollen tissues of her vagina. A tiny flame of pleasure kindled between her legs.
In that position, his testes rested on the bridge between her vagina, and anus. He started to move in and out of her pussy faster, picking up speed. He was now moving in and out fast and hard. Her excitement level increased and she began to feel the stirrings of an orgasm. She grabbed his hand and began rubbing her clitoris that sent her over the edge. She had done it before a few times, when she felt the need to please herself. The discovery was accidental, but the pleasure that ensued was immense. But using someone else’s hand had its own perks. She started to experience pleasure like she never felt before, and never imagined.
When Ayush felt her vaginal walls tightening on his penis, it sent him too into an orgasmic frenzy. He closed his eyes and started to cum in big bursts, and kept cumming inside her. It had never felt this good before when he had masturbated. While he came, Shraddha felt his penis contract inside her and she also contracted her vaginal walls in response. Until about eight to ten contractions later, Ayush finally let out a sigh of relief.
When Ayush opened his eyes, and looked at her, Shraddha could see that he wanted to tell how good it had felt, something that she too wanted to tell him. But she begged him with her facial expression to stay quiet about it, so that the taboo wasn't vocally broken. Ayush, as a caring and understanding lover, understood and kept it to himself. Letting out a soft sigh, he simply smiled at her and enjoyed her company in silence.
Shraddha broke the silence first.
“If it's all right with you, honey, I want to take a nap.” she said.
“Sure!”
“Honey?” she asked.
"What is it, dear?" Ayush asked as sweetly as possible.
"Would you take a nap with me?"
"Yes. You are right," Ayush told her. "I am a bit tired myself."
"Thank you. Right now this all feels like a dream, and I am afraid of waking up. But if I wake up and you're right there with me, then I will know for sure that all of it is true."
Ayush chuckled, amused and touched by her affection. He slipped his arms around her back, then let himself fall back on the bed, bringing his lover with him. She giggled, but continued to hug him as they lay there together.
It felt so nice; Shraddha really was a beautiful, sweet girl, and so soft and warm. Ayush could really get used to being with her like this.
"I love you," she mumbled and started to drift in sweet slumber.
Ayush closed his eyes, holding her to his chest and letting the closeness of their bodies relax themselves. Ayush felt so good to know that Shraddha thought so highly of him. All of a sudden all the unsure thoughts vanished from his mind. Shraddha really deserved a man who could measure up to her expectations. Ayush had no idea if he could be that man, but he was determined to try. With that pleasant thought in mind, he let himself fall asleep.
When he opened his eyes groggily and looked at the clock, he realized that they had been napping for close to two hours. Ayush was not sleepy though; but every time he had half awakened, he felt Shraddha’s warm body next to his and it relaxed him so much that he couldn't work up the willpower to get up.
There was something incredibly soothing about holding a sweet, beautiful, sexy and utterly naked woman his arms.
It seemed a shame to wake her up, but they couldn't sleep all day after all. Ayush began to stroke her back with one hands, trying to wake her in the gentlest way he could manage. Ayush absent-mindedly circled, touched and tweaked her nipples. The afterglow of a fantastic first sex had sent them to the moon, and both lovers were not ready to come back yet.
She sighed and opened her eyes, smiling at him with those big, beautiful eyes.
“Time to get up, darling." Ayush told her.
She immediately threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
"So it isn't a dream after all," she said.
"No it isn't," Ayush reassured her with a warm, affectionate smile.
Finally, they could smell the distinct smell of their mixed juices. It was still raining. So they got up and slowly walked towards the aangan, (Ayush supported her while she limped) where they stood there and let the rain wash them. They washed each-other more than they washed themselves. Then they wiped themselves dry with towel.
Ayush sat on a chair, and Shraddha sat on his lap – both of them still nude. He played with her hair, still wet from the rain, and her breasts.
“Honey,” finally Shraddha broke the silence, “I am going to my home town in a week's time.”
“Don't go!” he said simply.
“As much as I would like to do that, I can not.”
“Where is your home town?” Ayush asked. Shraddha told. She also added that her father works in a bank, and keeps getting frequent transfers.
“Promise me you will call me and write to me?”
Shraddha smiled, “Are we saying goodbyes, honey?”
“No... not at all.” he protested. Waited for a while, and then said, “You said a week?”
“Yes.”
“Then, come to my home. Stay there during that time?”
“Oh honey! I couldn't! What will your Dad and Kaki say?”
“Both will love to have you. And in any case, Daddy is going out of the country again. And Kaki has been pestering me about you, since my birthday.”
Shraddha sat quiet. She longed for some family time. Ayush already felt like family, and Laxmi Kaki seemed genuinely pleased to see her. What is the harm? Ayush observed the many emotions rising and falling on Shraddha's face, and smiled as he noticed a decision on her face.
“Come home, please?” the way Ayush said 'home', she thought he was referring his home as her home.
She smiled at the realization. It was a lovely feeling.
“What should I wear?”
***********
Within the next hour both the lovers reached Ayush's home. Shraddha wore what she wore just a couple of hours ago, before making love for the first time in her life. She wanted to wear more decent stuff, and both undergarments, but Ayush did not allow her. He wore his clothes, which were dripping wet. He also did not wear anything inside.
It was still raining, but not as heavily as it did an hour ago. Still, it was sufficient to make both of them, specially Shraddha, soaking wet once again. The soft, thin fabric of her frock became rather transparent – it was exciting and embarrassing for her at the same time. Good thing was that there were not many people on the road, and that she was leaning on Ayush pretty much during the entire duration of the ride.
Laxmi kaki was so excited to see Shraddha once again. And when Ayush announced that she would stay for four to five days, she was ecstatic! But, on her insistence, they entered the house from the side door. Kaki was very particular about the general discipline in and around the house, and they would have wet the whole house, including carpets. Even Ayush's father could not escape her way of managing things at home.
She gave a knowing and motherly smile when she saw 'almost' naked and utterly embarrassed Shraddha in her wet clothes.
“Oh my dear, don't worry. I will give you his mother's clothes to change in to. Had this idiot told me about you coming earlier, I would have arranged everything. But it is okay. You first remove these clothes and change in to dry clothes. I will make your sleeping arrangements in Ayush's room.”
The last sentence made Shraddha's face beetroot red. Ayush protested this arrangement - but clearly, it was only a show. Why wouldn't he want Shraddha in his room? Also, it was certain that Kaki could see past anything. She could see that Shraddha and Ayush had advanced much further in their relationship since the last time she saw them together.
True to her word, in just under half an hour, Kaki got everything arranged. Ayush's room was big, yet cozy. When Shraddha stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel around her chest, Kaki gave her a very nice, white, satin, mid-thigh length, sexy negligee. It belonged to Ayush's mother. It was slightly loose for her, but it drove home a point that Ayush's mother was very much like herself when she was 29 years old. Its breast-cups were made of delicate laces, and that would reveal much of her breasts and nipples.
“Kaki, how can I wear this? It is so..” Shraddha was incredulous.
“... transparent?” Kaki cut her sentence in between, “I know! And that is why I chose this.” She said in low, whispering voice,
“Ayush will not be able to keep his hands off you!”
“Kaki...” Shraddha hid her face in her palms in shame and embarrassment.
“You might be thinking how Kaki knows about it? Isn’t it? Well, I see the blush and glow on your beautiful face, and how you look so happy! You and Ayush - both! Honey, I haven't seen him so happy in over ten years. You brought back his genuine happiness. And, looking at your face tells me that you too are happy.”
Shraddha smiled. Yes, she too was happy!
Kaki continued, “Other people will argue about what is right and what is wrong. But I am a person who only thinks about what could make one happy. When I see you both, I see two very young persons, happily in love. And I will do everything in my power to keep you that way.”
“Kaki!” Shraddha lovingly hugged Laxmi.
“Always be happy, my child! Always be happy! This is your home.” she gave her blessings, stressing on ‘your’, “... and now one more thing, give me your house's keys. I will send someone to take your laundry. Okay?” and lovingly caressed Shraddha's head and left the room.
Ayush entered after some time. He was wearing tee-shirt and shorts. It was clear that he was not wearing any underwear because he was sporting a partial erection. He did not bother about properly closing the door behind him and as he entered the room, he started to peel off his clothes. Shraddha watched him in amazement. She too knew that she will reach the same fate in no time and she was not wrong.
Once out of his clothes, Ayush jumped into his bed – Shraddha was sitting at the edge of the bed, but the impact that he made while landing on the mattress made her roll towards him and then bump against him.
“Wow!” Shraddha squealed, as her body pressed against Ayush, “Interesting bed." she said, breathing hard.
“Yes,” he smiled, “that is what happens when you sleep in the same spot every night for five years....” he continued, “... I like the result, though.”
“I am sure you do.” she said, laying her head on his chest and draping her arm across him. Ayush’s heart was beating hard.
"I, however, don't know how I'm going to sleep with your heart beating like that all night long.” she giggled.
“Ooooh! So, someone wants to sleep here ALL NIGHT LONG?” he teased. Shraddha reddened.. immediately realizing what she entailed.
“Don't bet on it, mister.” she punched playfully in his stomach.
“Aawwooo!” Ayush feigned pain, and slowly caressed the punched spot, “Maybe I made a mistake bringing you here!” he said in mock terror.
“Don't worry, I won't kill you in your sleep... but I might do something else.”
“Like what?” he asked, interested.
“Like this!” she shouted, and tickled him in the stomach. Ayush rolled over in uncontrolled laughter and she followed. He grabbed her arm, and quickly but gently pulled her hand away, quickly twisting himself to face her, counterattacking with a tickle to her side. She first rolled away laughing, and then fought back. The lovers wrestled for a while, enjoying brief intimate touches.
Finally, she ended up on his top, both of them breathing heavily.
“I win.” She declared.
“Ok, so what did you win?”
She kissed him. On his lips.
Ayush was caught by surprise, but quickly responded with equal intensity. A few seconds later she broke the kiss, both of them breathing hard, but this time not just from physical activity.
“What was that?” he gasped.
“My prize.”
“Really?” he said, considering. "I think you're forgetting something.”
“What?”
“That I came in second place.” He too kissed her.
Her tongue came into play, pushing between his lips and dancing across his mouth, then entwined with his. She started to subtly grind her body against his. It was all nature’s doing. Shraddha did not know any of this. She was going with how the nature was directing her. Ayush’s hands slid down to her waist, feeling the beautiful curves beneath his fingertips. Her negligee had ridden up during their struggle, and Ayush pushed it higher, letting his hands play over the soft skin of her buttocks, and then between her legs, feeling her wetness on his fingers.
Encouraged, she moved faster, moaning, her breath surging through her nostrils. He felt her erect little nipples gouging into his chest through the fabric of her negligee. He brushed his fingertip across the tip of her clitoris.
It seemed a shame to wake her up, but they couldn't sleep all day after all. Ayush began to stroke her back with one hands, trying to wake her in the gentlest way he could manage. Ayush absent-mindedly circled, touched and tweaked her nipples. The afterglow of a fantastic first sex had sent them to the moon, and both lovers were not ready to come back yet.
She sighed and opened her eyes, smiling at him with those big, beautiful eyes.
“Time to get up, darling." Ayush told her.
She immediately threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
"So it isn't a dream after all," she said.
"No it isn't," Ayush reassured her with a warm, affectionate smile.
Finally, they could smell the distinct smell of their mixed juices. It was still raining. So they got up and slowly walked towards the aangan, (Ayush supported her while she limped) where they stood there and let the rain wash them. They washed each-other more than they washed themselves. Then they wiped themselves dry with towel.
Ayush sat on a chair, and Shraddha sat on his lap – both of them still nude. He played with her hair, still wet from the rain, and her breasts.
“Honey,” finally Shraddha broke the silence, “I am going to my home town in a week's time.”
“Don't go!” he said simply.
“As much as I would like to do that, I can not.”
“Where is your home town?” Ayush asked. Shraddha told. She also added that her father works in a bank, and keeps getting frequent transfers.
“Promise me you will call me and write to me?”
Shraddha smiled, “Are we saying goodbyes, honey?”
“No... not at all.” he protested. Waited for a while, and then said, “You said a week?”
“Yes.”
“Then, come to my home. Stay there during that time?”
“Oh honey! I couldn't! What will your Dad and Kaki say?”
“Both will love to have you. And in any case, Daddy is going out of the country again. And Kaki has been pestering me about you, since my birthday.”
Shraddha sat quiet. She longed for some family time. Ayush already felt like family, and Laxmi Kaki seemed genuinely pleased to see her. What is the harm? Ayush observed the many emotions rising and falling on Shraddha's face, and smiled as he noticed a decision on her face.
“Come home, please?” the way Ayush said 'home', she thought he was referring his home as her home.
She smiled at the realization. It was a lovely feeling.
“What should I wear?”
***********
Within the next hour both the lovers reached Ayush's home. Shraddha wore what she wore just a couple of hours ago, before making love for the first time in her life. She wanted to wear more decent stuff, and both undergarments, but Ayush did not allow her. He wore his clothes, which were dripping wet. He also did not wear anything inside.
It was still raining, but not as heavily as it did an hour ago. Still, it was sufficient to make both of them, specially Shraddha, soaking wet once again. The soft, thin fabric of her frock became rather transparent – it was exciting and embarrassing for her at the same time. Good thing was that there were not many people on the road, and that she was leaning on Ayush pretty much during the entire duration of the ride.
Laxmi kaki was so excited to see Shraddha once again. And when Ayush announced that she would stay for four to five days, she was ecstatic! But, on her insistence, they entered the house from the side door. Kaki was very particular about the general discipline in and around the house, and they would have wet the whole house, including carpets. Even Ayush's father could not escape her way of managing things at home.
She gave a knowing and motherly smile when she saw 'almost' naked and utterly embarrassed Shraddha in her wet clothes.
“Oh my dear, don't worry. I will give you his mother's clothes to change in to. Had this idiot told me about you coming earlier, I would have arranged everything. But it is okay. You first remove these clothes and change in to dry clothes. I will make your sleeping arrangements in Ayush's room.”
The last sentence made Shraddha's face beetroot red. Ayush protested this arrangement - but clearly, it was only a show. Why wouldn't he want Shraddha in his room? Also, it was certain that Kaki could see past anything. She could see that Shraddha and Ayush had advanced much further in their relationship since the last time she saw them together.
True to her word, in just under half an hour, Kaki got everything arranged. Ayush's room was big, yet cozy. When Shraddha stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel around her chest, Kaki gave her a very nice, white, satin, mid-thigh length, sexy negligee. It belonged to Ayush's mother. It was slightly loose for her, but it drove home a point that Ayush's mother was very much like herself when she was 29 years old. Its breast-cups were made of delicate laces, and that would reveal much of her breasts and nipples.
“Kaki, how can I wear this? It is so..” Shraddha was incredulous.
“... transparent?” Kaki cut her sentence in between, “I know! And that is why I chose this.” She said in low, whispering voice,
“Ayush will not be able to keep his hands off you!”
“Kaki...” Shraddha hid her face in her palms in shame and embarrassment.
“You might be thinking how Kaki knows about it? Isn’t it? Well, I see the blush and glow on your beautiful face, and how you look so happy! You and Ayush - both! Honey, I haven't seen him so happy in over ten years. You brought back his genuine happiness. And, looking at your face tells me that you too are happy.”
Shraddha smiled. Yes, she too was happy!
Kaki continued, “Other people will argue about what is right and what is wrong. But I am a person who only thinks about what could make one happy. When I see you both, I see two very young persons, happily in love. And I will do everything in my power to keep you that way.”
“Kaki!” Shraddha lovingly hugged Laxmi.
“Always be happy, my child! Always be happy! This is your home.” she gave her blessings, stressing on ‘your’, “... and now one more thing, give me your house's keys. I will send someone to take your laundry. Okay?” and lovingly caressed Shraddha's head and left the room.
Ayush entered after some time. He was wearing tee-shirt and shorts. It was clear that he was not wearing any underwear because he was sporting a partial erection. He did not bother about properly closing the door behind him and as he entered the room, he started to peel off his clothes. Shraddha watched him in amazement. She too knew that she will reach the same fate in no time and she was not wrong.
Once out of his clothes, Ayush jumped into his bed – Shraddha was sitting at the edge of the bed, but the impact that he made while landing on the mattress made her roll towards him and then bump against him.
“Wow!” Shraddha squealed, as her body pressed against Ayush, “Interesting bed." she said, breathing hard.
“Yes,” he smiled, “that is what happens when you sleep in the same spot every night for five years....” he continued, “... I like the result, though.”
“I am sure you do.” she said, laying her head on his chest and draping her arm across him. Ayush’s heart was beating hard.
"I, however, don't know how I'm going to sleep with your heart beating like that all night long.” she giggled.
“Ooooh! So, someone wants to sleep here ALL NIGHT LONG?” he teased. Shraddha reddened.. immediately realizing what she entailed.
“Don't bet on it, mister.” she punched playfully in his stomach.
“Aawwooo!” Ayush feigned pain, and slowly caressed the punched spot, “Maybe I made a mistake bringing you here!” he said in mock terror.
“Don't worry, I won't kill you in your sleep... but I might do something else.”
“Like what?” he asked, interested.
“Like this!” she shouted, and tickled him in the stomach. Ayush rolled over in uncontrolled laughter and she followed. He grabbed her arm, and quickly but gently pulled her hand away, quickly twisting himself to face her, counterattacking with a tickle to her side. She first rolled away laughing, and then fought back. The lovers wrestled for a while, enjoying brief intimate touches.
Finally, she ended up on his top, both of them breathing heavily.
“I win.” She declared.
“Ok, so what did you win?”
She kissed him. On his lips.
Ayush was caught by surprise, but quickly responded with equal intensity. A few seconds later she broke the kiss, both of them breathing hard, but this time not just from physical activity.
“What was that?” he gasped.
“My prize.”
“Really?” he said, considering. "I think you're forgetting something.”
“What?”
“That I came in second place.” He too kissed her.
Her tongue came into play, pushing between his lips and dancing across his mouth, then entwined with his. She started to subtly grind her body against his. It was all nature’s doing. Shraddha did not know any of this. She was going with how the nature was directing her. Ayush’s hands slid down to her waist, feeling the beautiful curves beneath his fingertips. Her negligee had ridden up during their struggle, and Ayush pushed it higher, letting his hands play over the soft skin of her buttocks, and then between her legs, feeling her wetness on his fingers.
Encouraged, she moved faster, moaning, her breath surging through her nostrils. He felt her erect little nipples gouging into his chest through the fabric of her negligee. He brushed his fingertip across the tip of her clitoris.
She broke the kiss and yelped, then kissed him again more ferociously than before, signaling to him that she liked what Ayush did.
Ayush stroked the length of his middle finger across Shraddha’s clitoris, causing her to emit a long, high pitched whine of delight into his mouth as they kissed. Leaving his thumb at her clitoris, he sent his middle finger in search of her opening. Finding it, he pushed it gently inside of her tight entrance, eliciting a groan from her. She broke the kiss again, this time due to lack of air.
She began to grunt as Ayush’s finger slipping in and out of her, pushing back to meet the in stroke. Her eyes were tightly closed, mouth slightly open, reaching for orgasm. Suddenly she let out a long wail, bucking against his fingers. Her body went rigid as he felt her muscles tense, her body arching against him. Then she went limp and collapsed on his chest, breathing hard in the cool air of the room.
Ayush hugged her against himself, feeling the rapid in-out of her breath slow as she recovered. They lay there for a few minutes, resting, while he slowly ran his hands up and down her back. Both lovers glowed in their togetherness.
After a while, Ayush said, “I want to do something else with you. Will you allow me?”
‘Allow? After all this? She was all his!’ Shraddha nodded affirmatively.
He asked her to lie down on the bed, and she complied. Ayush parted her legs to allow him to go down on her. She thought that it was icky – she was already leaking juices, and also that it was kinky too. Ayush started by licking her vaginal slit up and down, very lightly – it almost tickled. Slowly and slowly, he started licking a little harder and dipped the tip of his tongue inside her, lightly touching her clitoris with his tongue. She was immediately delirious with pleasure. He then slowly inserted his tongue all the way inside her pussy, and began to tongue-fuck her. She couldn't believe how good this felt.
He reached up cupping her breasts with his hands. He couldn't believe how good they felt – much better than the first time. They felt amazing in his hands. He pinched her nipples lightly. He started sucking her clitoris, and flicking it lightly with his tongue. He then inserted two of his fingers inside her pussy and slid them in and out. He kept this up for several minutes, until she was pulling his ears in ecstasy. The pleasure was so intense and she began cumming. He continued to suck her clitoris while her spasms continued.
When she finally came down from her orgasmic high, she also decided to return favor. She pushed him back onto the bed and slowly began sucking his penis. She had no idea how to do it. At the beginning, she gagged. But slowly, she understood how to do it. Slowly and methodically, she sucked him off. He watched as her lips stretched over his penis, sliding them up and down. His eyes moved from her face and lips, to her breasts, and to her pussy. She was rubbing her clitoris as she sucked his penis.
As Ayush neared his orgasm, he warned her that he was about to cum. She never slowed down a bit. He came, jet after jet of semen spewing into her mouth. She swallowed his load, but he kept cumming with such intensity that a stream of semen ran down the corners of her mouth. His cock deflated in her mouth and afterwards they lay together in each other's arms.
After about ten minutes, Shraddha got up and started to wipe the semen from her lips and drink water to clean her taste-buds. About the same time, Laxmi Kaki entered the room with hot coffee and cookies. Shraddha jumped, but had no way to cover herself. Ayush did not try to hide himself. May be Kaki had already seen eyeful of him so many times before.
“Kaki, could you not knock at the door?” Ayush protested.
“Could you not close the door properly? And... what do you have that I did not see earlier?” then looking at stark naked Shraddha, “Oh ma! My bahu is so beautiful. May God save her from evil nazar!” she said, and came near to Shraddha.
She took some kajal from her eyes on the tip of her finger and applied a small black dot on Shraddha's forehead. She also held her face in her hands and planted a soft, loving, motherly kiss on her forehead. Shraddha warmed from inside at so much love and affection, and actually minding her being naked in front of Kaki.
“Next time, close the door properly.” she said smiling and exited, closing the door behind her.
They sat in silence for some time, while they drank hot coffee.
“How are you feeling?” Ayush asked gently, arranging strands of her hair from her forehead.
“Sticky, sleepy, limp, exhausted, and happy.” she murmured smiling.
“Quite a list.” He replied and they again sat in silence, drinking the coffee. It was Shraddha who broke the silence this time.
“Honey, I can't believe what has happened during the past four five hours.” She asked softly, “Where are we heading?”
“Shraddha, thank you for asking that. I love you… and I want to marry you. Will you marry me?” he hesitated a while, “… if you don’t mind?”
“Oh God honey! You are still three years away from being eligible to wed. Are you really sure that you want to marry ME?” her heart was beating fast.
“Yes – since the past one year. Whenever I think about my ideal wife, I see only you. And… you also love me. Isn't that just great?”
“It is honey! It really is...” Shraddha knew that she was powerless to stop or alter whatever was happening.
She was too much in love with him, and the sex they were having was equally powerful. She was in a place, where people loved her. Most people can’t even imagine of getting a little fraction of it. Then why not!
After about an hour Ayush's penis started tingling again. Shraddha was lying beside him – eager and accepting.
He again inserted two fingers in her pussy, and moved them in and out, slowly at first, picking speed later. He remembered reading about something called a “g-spot” in women. If his memory was correct, it was located about an inch or so inside her pussy. After a few trials and errors, he found it. When he pressed and caressed on Shraddha's g-spot, she came. It was the most intense orgasm that she'd ever had.
After she had rested for a while, he asked her to get up on her hands and knees, so that he could enter her from behind. At this new request, Shraddha thought that her violation ... no not violation... but.. whatever it was... was complete! Still, she complied. Willingly. This virile young boy, eight years junior to her, was showing her another world, which could only be described as heaven! She turned and got on all fours.
Ayush stared at the gorgeous pair of her buttocks. He was in awe. They were fair, like all of her body, with a little red tinge – because of sitting on them. He rubbed his penis's head up and down her vaginal slit, making it very moist, and then eased into her pussy. It was not easy for Shraddha - she was again stretched beyond her belief. But she was aware about all the pleasures that were about to come, so she just silently cried through the initial pain.
When Ayush was all the way inside her, he stopped and stared. It was a sight to behold. His hard cock was buried balls deep in Shraddha's pussy. He almost came from that sight! Her reddish-brown asshole was also a sight to behold! He made a mental note to play with it sometime very soon. By this time he knew that his penis was very big for Shraddha, so may be he could not penetrate her ass, but there are other ways!
He started to move his penis in and out of her pussy. Shraddha exclaimed, “Oh honey! fuck me harder.”
It both shocked and excited him to hear her talk like that. He could never believe that she could talk like that and could say the word "fuck".
Once he settled into a rhythm, he felt like he could fuck Shraddha forever. It excited him to see her pussy lips grabbing onto his cock as he slammed in and out of her. She moaned and told him that she was orgasming again.
She reached around, grabbing his hand in hers and set it down right on her clitoris. He realized what she wanted and started rubbing it as he fucked her. She had a tremendous orgasm, so tremendous that she saw stars. When he felt her cum, he couldn't hold on any longer and came deep within her pussy. Gush after gush of semen was jetted into her waiting pussy. It was the best climax that he'd ever had.
They fell asleep in each other's arms afterwards. A few hours later, when they both had awakened, she said soberly, “You know what! I was wrong.”
Ayush's heart rate increased as he heard her words; immediately, he felt dread.
Shraddha kept on saying, “I thought we were past our teacher-student relationship! But I was wrong. You are teaching me things that I never knew before.”
With that, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, “You still haven't answered my question.”
“And what was it?” teased Shraddha, knowing perfectly what Ayush's question was.
Before Ayush could repeat his question, Shraddha smiled, “I already have honey! I already have.” and ran her fingers through his hair, “I could only allow my husband to love me the way you did. I am yours, my heart is yours and my soul is yours!”
Ayush smiled.
“Wait here... with your eyes closed. Okay? I will be back in a minute.”
“Okay, honey”, she agreed pleasantly.
'Another game?' she thought! Shraddha crossed her legs on the bed, and closed her eyes. The way she sat made her pussy display itself in all its marvelous glory. Ayush looked at it, smiled and walked out of the room.
“I will be right back.”
After about three four minutes:
“Miss Shraddha Verma, will you accept this”, Ayush called, and Shraddha opened her eyes. Displayed in front of eyes was a beautiful, old, gold ring, probably an heirloom, in Ayush's hand, “as my wedding proposal?”
Shraddha was shocked, pleasantly surprised – all rolled in one at the same time.
Ayush stroked the length of his middle finger across Shraddha’s clitoris, causing her to emit a long, high pitched whine of delight into his mouth as they kissed. Leaving his thumb at her clitoris, he sent his middle finger in search of her opening. Finding it, he pushed it gently inside of her tight entrance, eliciting a groan from her. She broke the kiss again, this time due to lack of air.
She began to grunt as Ayush’s finger slipping in and out of her, pushing back to meet the in stroke. Her eyes were tightly closed, mouth slightly open, reaching for orgasm. Suddenly she let out a long wail, bucking against his fingers. Her body went rigid as he felt her muscles tense, her body arching against him. Then she went limp and collapsed on his chest, breathing hard in the cool air of the room.
Ayush hugged her against himself, feeling the rapid in-out of her breath slow as she recovered. They lay there for a few minutes, resting, while he slowly ran his hands up and down her back. Both lovers glowed in their togetherness.
After a while, Ayush said, “I want to do something else with you. Will you allow me?”
‘Allow? After all this? She was all his!’ Shraddha nodded affirmatively.
He asked her to lie down on the bed, and she complied. Ayush parted her legs to allow him to go down on her. She thought that it was icky – she was already leaking juices, and also that it was kinky too. Ayush started by licking her vaginal slit up and down, very lightly – it almost tickled. Slowly and slowly, he started licking a little harder and dipped the tip of his tongue inside her, lightly touching her clitoris with his tongue. She was immediately delirious with pleasure. He then slowly inserted his tongue all the way inside her pussy, and began to tongue-fuck her. She couldn't believe how good this felt.
He reached up cupping her breasts with his hands. He couldn't believe how good they felt – much better than the first time. They felt amazing in his hands. He pinched her nipples lightly. He started sucking her clitoris, and flicking it lightly with his tongue. He then inserted two of his fingers inside her pussy and slid them in and out. He kept this up for several minutes, until she was pulling his ears in ecstasy. The pleasure was so intense and she began cumming. He continued to suck her clitoris while her spasms continued.
When she finally came down from her orgasmic high, she also decided to return favor. She pushed him back onto the bed and slowly began sucking his penis. She had no idea how to do it. At the beginning, she gagged. But slowly, she understood how to do it. Slowly and methodically, she sucked him off. He watched as her lips stretched over his penis, sliding them up and down. His eyes moved from her face and lips, to her breasts, and to her pussy. She was rubbing her clitoris as she sucked his penis.
As Ayush neared his orgasm, he warned her that he was about to cum. She never slowed down a bit. He came, jet after jet of semen spewing into her mouth. She swallowed his load, but he kept cumming with such intensity that a stream of semen ran down the corners of her mouth. His cock deflated in her mouth and afterwards they lay together in each other's arms.
After about ten minutes, Shraddha got up and started to wipe the semen from her lips and drink water to clean her taste-buds. About the same time, Laxmi Kaki entered the room with hot coffee and cookies. Shraddha jumped, but had no way to cover herself. Ayush did not try to hide himself. May be Kaki had already seen eyeful of him so many times before.
“Kaki, could you not knock at the door?” Ayush protested.
“Could you not close the door properly? And... what do you have that I did not see earlier?” then looking at stark naked Shraddha, “Oh ma! My bahu is so beautiful. May God save her from evil nazar!” she said, and came near to Shraddha.
She took some kajal from her eyes on the tip of her finger and applied a small black dot on Shraddha's forehead. She also held her face in her hands and planted a soft, loving, motherly kiss on her forehead. Shraddha warmed from inside at so much love and affection, and actually minding her being naked in front of Kaki.
“Next time, close the door properly.” she said smiling and exited, closing the door behind her.
They sat in silence for some time, while they drank hot coffee.
“How are you feeling?” Ayush asked gently, arranging strands of her hair from her forehead.
“Sticky, sleepy, limp, exhausted, and happy.” she murmured smiling.
“Quite a list.” He replied and they again sat in silence, drinking the coffee. It was Shraddha who broke the silence this time.
“Honey, I can't believe what has happened during the past four five hours.” She asked softly, “Where are we heading?”
“Shraddha, thank you for asking that. I love you… and I want to marry you. Will you marry me?” he hesitated a while, “… if you don’t mind?”
“Oh God honey! You are still three years away from being eligible to wed. Are you really sure that you want to marry ME?” her heart was beating fast.
“Yes – since the past one year. Whenever I think about my ideal wife, I see only you. And… you also love me. Isn't that just great?”
“It is honey! It really is...” Shraddha knew that she was powerless to stop or alter whatever was happening.
She was too much in love with him, and the sex they were having was equally powerful. She was in a place, where people loved her. Most people can’t even imagine of getting a little fraction of it. Then why not!
After about an hour Ayush's penis started tingling again. Shraddha was lying beside him – eager and accepting.
He again inserted two fingers in her pussy, and moved them in and out, slowly at first, picking speed later. He remembered reading about something called a “g-spot” in women. If his memory was correct, it was located about an inch or so inside her pussy. After a few trials and errors, he found it. When he pressed and caressed on Shraddha's g-spot, she came. It was the most intense orgasm that she'd ever had.
After she had rested for a while, he asked her to get up on her hands and knees, so that he could enter her from behind. At this new request, Shraddha thought that her violation ... no not violation... but.. whatever it was... was complete! Still, she complied. Willingly. This virile young boy, eight years junior to her, was showing her another world, which could only be described as heaven! She turned and got on all fours.
Ayush stared at the gorgeous pair of her buttocks. He was in awe. They were fair, like all of her body, with a little red tinge – because of sitting on them. He rubbed his penis's head up and down her vaginal slit, making it very moist, and then eased into her pussy. It was not easy for Shraddha - she was again stretched beyond her belief. But she was aware about all the pleasures that were about to come, so she just silently cried through the initial pain.
When Ayush was all the way inside her, he stopped and stared. It was a sight to behold. His hard cock was buried balls deep in Shraddha's pussy. He almost came from that sight! Her reddish-brown asshole was also a sight to behold! He made a mental note to play with it sometime very soon. By this time he knew that his penis was very big for Shraddha, so may be he could not penetrate her ass, but there are other ways!
He started to move his penis in and out of her pussy. Shraddha exclaimed, “Oh honey! fuck me harder.”
It both shocked and excited him to hear her talk like that. He could never believe that she could talk like that and could say the word "fuck".
Once he settled into a rhythm, he felt like he could fuck Shraddha forever. It excited him to see her pussy lips grabbing onto his cock as he slammed in and out of her. She moaned and told him that she was orgasming again.
She reached around, grabbing his hand in hers and set it down right on her clitoris. He realized what she wanted and started rubbing it as he fucked her. She had a tremendous orgasm, so tremendous that she saw stars. When he felt her cum, he couldn't hold on any longer and came deep within her pussy. Gush after gush of semen was jetted into her waiting pussy. It was the best climax that he'd ever had.
They fell asleep in each other's arms afterwards. A few hours later, when they both had awakened, she said soberly, “You know what! I was wrong.”
Ayush's heart rate increased as he heard her words; immediately, he felt dread.
Shraddha kept on saying, “I thought we were past our teacher-student relationship! But I was wrong. You are teaching me things that I never knew before.”
With that, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, “You still haven't answered my question.”
“And what was it?” teased Shraddha, knowing perfectly what Ayush's question was.
Before Ayush could repeat his question, Shraddha smiled, “I already have honey! I already have.” and ran her fingers through his hair, “I could only allow my husband to love me the way you did. I am yours, my heart is yours and my soul is yours!”
Ayush smiled.
“Wait here... with your eyes closed. Okay? I will be back in a minute.”
“Okay, honey”, she agreed pleasantly.
'Another game?' she thought! Shraddha crossed her legs on the bed, and closed her eyes. The way she sat made her pussy display itself in all its marvelous glory. Ayush looked at it, smiled and walked out of the room.
“I will be right back.”
After about three four minutes:
“Miss Shraddha Verma, will you accept this”, Ayush called, and Shraddha opened her eyes. Displayed in front of eyes was a beautiful, old, gold ring, probably an heirloom, in Ayush's hand, “as my wedding proposal?”
Shraddha was shocked, pleasantly surprised – all rolled in one at the same time.
She stayed in that shocked, gawking position for some time. Many emotions filled her heart – joy, love, dread, elation. Then she finally said,
“Honey, are you sure you want this?”
“Absolutely,” he nodded, looking directly in her eyes, “I have never been more certain about anything else.”
“But you are only, what? Eighteen? You have a lot of life ahead of you,” she said. “You may have someone... a girlfriend, I mean..”
“Yes, I do...” Shraddha's heart sank, “… and I am looking at her right now. I am in love with you, Shraddha. And I would love to fall in love with you each day of my life.” but only momentarily. She was extremely happy. She would die happy just now, she was THAT happy.
“Yes...” she managed... in whispers. Her eyes welled up. She cried happily in Ayush arms for a long time, and when she fell asleep, she did not know.
When Shraddha got up, it was early morning. She was feeling hungry – she did not eat dinner. She fell asleep before that. And that reminded her of... 'the ring'! She immediately looked at her finger – there it was! It was a very nicely crafted ring, and had a diamond on it, dull shine. It WAS old - an heirloom really! She decided that she'd ask Ayush about the ring. Ayush? Oh there he is... lying flat on his stomach. Naked. Sleeping. Oh God, she too was naked. But did it matter anymore? Wow! That is progress in their relationship and that too very fast.
‘Shraddha Thakur’ - that name she’d love to have. She smiled. She was so powerless to even want to stop what was happening in her life.
She and Ayush had already made love twice, and it felt so nice... no not nice - great actually! Being there, wrapped in his arms, it felt so nice, warm and safe. They were already living together as if they were a married couple already. She smiled some more and got down from the bed. The ankle sprain was still there. And to add to that pain was the soreness. All that love-making made her sore down there. She realized the soreness as soon as she took a couple of steps. She smiled some more and this time one could see her teeth too. She looked around the room for her clothes - where are they anyway? Oh, there it was... Ayush must have tossed her negligee (I mean, his mother’s negligee) in excitement, and it landed somewhere on the floor.
She wore it and kind of staggered outside of the room - she did not see anyone, so she decided to climb down the stairs to walk towards the kitchen. Her stomach was already growling. The problem was that she did not know exactly where the kitchen was. So, practically, she was wandering about the house. She was in the open hall at the ground floor, when she heard footsteps. Shraddha suddenly became acutely aware of her state and her nakedness.
‘What if this were Ayush’s father? What would he think?’ So, she immediately hid herself behind a nearby wall. But the person was only Kaki.
‘God! Does this lady never sleep?’
“Bahu, is that you hiding behind the wall? Don’t worry. It is me, Kaki.”
“Kaki... I am sorry for wandering in the house like this, but I am very hungry, and I did not have anything else to wear. So.. I came out like this.”
“It is okay, Bahu. If you want, you can remove that too.”
“What?”
Kaki said smiling, “Oh God... You remind me so much of Ayush’s mother! She too used to walk around the house naked. Well.. not naked naked.. but you know what I mean! And we - the rest of us - really loved to see her like that. We means all of us - the old hands of this house, and your father-in-law! Oooohhh! She was so young! Like an angel or a fairy – she was so beautiful - both her heart and her body... You remind me so much of her. Come and sit, let me quickly prepare something nice for you to eat.”
Shraddha sat there near the kitchen island - on a tall chair. Both the women engaged in talking, while Kaki prepared food for her. There was some leftover from the last night, and Shraddha was completely okay eating that. But Kaki being Kaki was adamant on preparing freshly cooked food for her lovely bahu! Because her Bahu can not eat leftovers! Simple!!
She talked about Shraddha’s family and told her that about her’s. Kaki’s husband passed away five years ago, and her only son was a software engineer in USA, all thanks to this family. While others might think that Kaki was an employee here, she actually wasn’t. On the contrary, she was a like family member - or rather, even the head of the family. Ayush’s father regarded her as his elder sister.
Slowly and surely the conversation shifted to Ayush. Kaki, on Shraddha’s request, told her that Ayush was like her younger son. She loved him much more than she loved her only son. After Ayush’s mother passed, she tried to do everything that could keep him happy. But the little boy in him was gone with his mother. During those initial days after her death, Ayush would often just stare blankly at the walls, not speaking to anyone. Kaki and his father thought that it could badly affect his mind and heart. So, they tried all tricks to break him out of the depression. One day, after so many days, finally, he cried. He cried for God knows how long! And then he slept. Kaki cradled him in her lap. She did not leave him during the entire time he slept.
When he got up, he without speaking anything started to unbutton Kaki’s blouse, took one of her breasts and then started to suckle its nipple. Unfortunately, there was no milk. But that was not what he wanted. He wanted the assurance of a mother; the feel of a mother; the connection of a mother. Kaki was happy that she could give that to him. He was such a handsome and well-behaved child. Kaki allowed him to do what he wanted and liked. Even after that day, she continued to breastfeed him for more than a month - yes, there was no milk, but he just could not sleep without sucking her breasts and till he got his heart’s fill. He sometimes also demanded to be fed when he came back from school. How could she say no to him? That child was always welcome in her lap. In many ways she also loved being able to breastfeed another child. Although, she could not produce any milk, she always felt that after each session, some part of her leaked in to him. The change in Ayush was very positive. But still, the happiness from that sweet, young and innocent child was gone. But at least he was not unhappy or sad or depressed anymore. And then, he found his share of happiness in Shraddha!
It was a heart-wrenching story. Shraddha was very sad to hear all this. They stayed quiet for some time, and then just out of curiosity, Shraddha asked Kaki if she saw him naked. Kaki said that as child, Ayush used to be naked most of the time. He still roams around like that in the house from time to time, and that she did not mind that. No one minded him being naked. His father sometimes objects to it, as he is now grown up, but he also does not press it too much, for his own wife (Ayush’s mother) too used to be like that. She laughingly told Shraddha that he has a small ‘nunnu’ and that his was the cutest little nunnu she had ever seen.
“Small? Do you call THAT small?”
“Yes, it is only this much” she said indicating about one and half inches gap between her forefinger and thumb. “Why?” she added curiously... there was a mix of fun. She could already see that Shraddha was falling for her joke.
“Oh Kaki, did you ever see it erect?”
Kaki mischievously smiled and said, “No. When he is naked in front of me, he is never erect.”
“That’s why! His nunnu, as you call it, is monstrous when erect!”
“Is that so? Ha ha ha!”
“It is no laughing matter, Kaki! I am very sore down there.”
“Hmmm... I am very happy to know that my son is a man now, and that he is making his woman happy! He DOES please you..., doesn’t he, my child?”
Shraddha reddened. The conversation was so personal! She replied with a shy smile and a nod.
“I am so happy to know that! .... And you know what, you should tell him what to do to make you even happier. I always told my husband about what I liked - since our very first time. Women need to tell.. otherwise men could be so selfish. All they can think of is to deposit their seeds, and go to sleep. And you don’t worry about the soreness.. I will give you warm water with coconut oil in a tub, and you can sit in that. You will feel much better.”
After that Kaki probed her only slightly; but Shraddha, in all her naiveté, and despite all her shyness, could not stop herself from divulging the details of their love-makings. Kaki listened to everything with interest. Then she revealed that she missed her husband also because of his ability to please her in bed. The last she ever made love was three days before his passing (he died in a road accident). She said that she wished that Ayush and Shraddha be happy all through their lives.
Kaki served her food - lip-smacking paneer paranthas, with sweet yogurt and butter. Shraddha protested seeing the huge block of butter (although it was only a spoonful), but Kaki insisted that she ate what she served. While eating, Shraddha said,
“Kaki, how old is Ayush? Eighteen, isn't it?”
“Yes - that was his eighteenth birthday.”
“And I am eight years older to him.”
“Do you think it matters?”
“What do you think, Kaki? He proposed me last night and I accepted. Should I have? Am I not hijacking all his opportunities to find a girl that he likes?”
“He proposed to you?” Kaki was pleasantly curious.
Shraddha’s showed her the ring on her finger.
“Oh my God! I am so happy dear child! And you said you accepted? Very nice! ... But, why do you say such things? He already found you.
“Honey, are you sure you want this?”
“Absolutely,” he nodded, looking directly in her eyes, “I have never been more certain about anything else.”
“But you are only, what? Eighteen? You have a lot of life ahead of you,” she said. “You may have someone... a girlfriend, I mean..”
“Yes, I do...” Shraddha's heart sank, “… and I am looking at her right now. I am in love with you, Shraddha. And I would love to fall in love with you each day of my life.” but only momentarily. She was extremely happy. She would die happy just now, she was THAT happy.
“Yes...” she managed... in whispers. Her eyes welled up. She cried happily in Ayush arms for a long time, and when she fell asleep, she did not know.
When Shraddha got up, it was early morning. She was feeling hungry – she did not eat dinner. She fell asleep before that. And that reminded her of... 'the ring'! She immediately looked at her finger – there it was! It was a very nicely crafted ring, and had a diamond on it, dull shine. It WAS old - an heirloom really! She decided that she'd ask Ayush about the ring. Ayush? Oh there he is... lying flat on his stomach. Naked. Sleeping. Oh God, she too was naked. But did it matter anymore? Wow! That is progress in their relationship and that too very fast.
‘Shraddha Thakur’ - that name she’d love to have. She smiled. She was so powerless to even want to stop what was happening in her life.
She and Ayush had already made love twice, and it felt so nice... no not nice - great actually! Being there, wrapped in his arms, it felt so nice, warm and safe. They were already living together as if they were a married couple already. She smiled some more and got down from the bed. The ankle sprain was still there. And to add to that pain was the soreness. All that love-making made her sore down there. She realized the soreness as soon as she took a couple of steps. She smiled some more and this time one could see her teeth too. She looked around the room for her clothes - where are they anyway? Oh, there it was... Ayush must have tossed her negligee (I mean, his mother’s negligee) in excitement, and it landed somewhere on the floor.
She wore it and kind of staggered outside of the room - she did not see anyone, so she decided to climb down the stairs to walk towards the kitchen. Her stomach was already growling. The problem was that she did not know exactly where the kitchen was. So, practically, she was wandering about the house. She was in the open hall at the ground floor, when she heard footsteps. Shraddha suddenly became acutely aware of her state and her nakedness.
‘What if this were Ayush’s father? What would he think?’ So, she immediately hid herself behind a nearby wall. But the person was only Kaki.
‘God! Does this lady never sleep?’
“Bahu, is that you hiding behind the wall? Don’t worry. It is me, Kaki.”
“Kaki... I am sorry for wandering in the house like this, but I am very hungry, and I did not have anything else to wear. So.. I came out like this.”
“It is okay, Bahu. If you want, you can remove that too.”
“What?”
Kaki said smiling, “Oh God... You remind me so much of Ayush’s mother! She too used to walk around the house naked. Well.. not naked naked.. but you know what I mean! And we - the rest of us - really loved to see her like that. We means all of us - the old hands of this house, and your father-in-law! Oooohhh! She was so young! Like an angel or a fairy – she was so beautiful - both her heart and her body... You remind me so much of her. Come and sit, let me quickly prepare something nice for you to eat.”
Shraddha sat there near the kitchen island - on a tall chair. Both the women engaged in talking, while Kaki prepared food for her. There was some leftover from the last night, and Shraddha was completely okay eating that. But Kaki being Kaki was adamant on preparing freshly cooked food for her lovely bahu! Because her Bahu can not eat leftovers! Simple!!
She talked about Shraddha’s family and told her that about her’s. Kaki’s husband passed away five years ago, and her only son was a software engineer in USA, all thanks to this family. While others might think that Kaki was an employee here, she actually wasn’t. On the contrary, she was a like family member - or rather, even the head of the family. Ayush’s father regarded her as his elder sister.
Slowly and surely the conversation shifted to Ayush. Kaki, on Shraddha’s request, told her that Ayush was like her younger son. She loved him much more than she loved her only son. After Ayush’s mother passed, she tried to do everything that could keep him happy. But the little boy in him was gone with his mother. During those initial days after her death, Ayush would often just stare blankly at the walls, not speaking to anyone. Kaki and his father thought that it could badly affect his mind and heart. So, they tried all tricks to break him out of the depression. One day, after so many days, finally, he cried. He cried for God knows how long! And then he slept. Kaki cradled him in her lap. She did not leave him during the entire time he slept.
When he got up, he without speaking anything started to unbutton Kaki’s blouse, took one of her breasts and then started to suckle its nipple. Unfortunately, there was no milk. But that was not what he wanted. He wanted the assurance of a mother; the feel of a mother; the connection of a mother. Kaki was happy that she could give that to him. He was such a handsome and well-behaved child. Kaki allowed him to do what he wanted and liked. Even after that day, she continued to breastfeed him for more than a month - yes, there was no milk, but he just could not sleep without sucking her breasts and till he got his heart’s fill. He sometimes also demanded to be fed when he came back from school. How could she say no to him? That child was always welcome in her lap. In many ways she also loved being able to breastfeed another child. Although, she could not produce any milk, she always felt that after each session, some part of her leaked in to him. The change in Ayush was very positive. But still, the happiness from that sweet, young and innocent child was gone. But at least he was not unhappy or sad or depressed anymore. And then, he found his share of happiness in Shraddha!
It was a heart-wrenching story. Shraddha was very sad to hear all this. They stayed quiet for some time, and then just out of curiosity, Shraddha asked Kaki if she saw him naked. Kaki said that as child, Ayush used to be naked most of the time. He still roams around like that in the house from time to time, and that she did not mind that. No one minded him being naked. His father sometimes objects to it, as he is now grown up, but he also does not press it too much, for his own wife (Ayush’s mother) too used to be like that. She laughingly told Shraddha that he has a small ‘nunnu’ and that his was the cutest little nunnu she had ever seen.
“Small? Do you call THAT small?”
“Yes, it is only this much” she said indicating about one and half inches gap between her forefinger and thumb. “Why?” she added curiously... there was a mix of fun. She could already see that Shraddha was falling for her joke.
“Oh Kaki, did you ever see it erect?”
Kaki mischievously smiled and said, “No. When he is naked in front of me, he is never erect.”
“That’s why! His nunnu, as you call it, is monstrous when erect!”
“Is that so? Ha ha ha!”
“It is no laughing matter, Kaki! I am very sore down there.”
“Hmmm... I am very happy to know that my son is a man now, and that he is making his woman happy! He DOES please you..., doesn’t he, my child?”
Shraddha reddened. The conversation was so personal! She replied with a shy smile and a nod.
“I am so happy to know that! .... And you know what, you should tell him what to do to make you even happier. I always told my husband about what I liked - since our very first time. Women need to tell.. otherwise men could be so selfish. All they can think of is to deposit their seeds, and go to sleep. And you don’t worry about the soreness.. I will give you warm water with coconut oil in a tub, and you can sit in that. You will feel much better.”
After that Kaki probed her only slightly; but Shraddha, in all her naiveté, and despite all her shyness, could not stop herself from divulging the details of their love-makings. Kaki listened to everything with interest. Then she revealed that she missed her husband also because of his ability to please her in bed. The last she ever made love was three days before his passing (he died in a road accident). She said that she wished that Ayush and Shraddha be happy all through their lives.
Kaki served her food - lip-smacking paneer paranthas, with sweet yogurt and butter. Shraddha protested seeing the huge block of butter (although it was only a spoonful), but Kaki insisted that she ate what she served. While eating, Shraddha said,
“Kaki, how old is Ayush? Eighteen, isn't it?”
“Yes - that was his eighteenth birthday.”
“And I am eight years older to him.”
“Do you think it matters?”
“What do you think, Kaki? He proposed me last night and I accepted. Should I have? Am I not hijacking all his opportunities to find a girl that he likes?”
“He proposed to you?” Kaki was pleasantly curious.
Shraddha’s showed her the ring on her finger.
“Oh my God! I am so happy dear child! And you said you accepted? Very nice! ... But, why do you say such things? He already found you.
You – the girl he likes and loves. I knew that he would propose you very soon. And I am very happy that you accepted. Age is just a number. It doesn’t matter… He loves you, and you love him. It is as simple as that.”
“But... I am twenty six!”
“You might very well be. But you don’t look a day over twenty. See... these small breasts and that tiny bum you have! That’s why I am feeding you all this parantha and butter, so that you can fatten up a bit.
“Kaki..!”
“I am just joking, my child. You look absolutely beautiful. I think Ayush is so lucky that he got you. Make him happy and make yourself happy... This is all I can say. Arre Ayush... Come beta! Do you want tea?”
Shraddha turned to see an absolutely naked Ayush.
Yes! Absolutely naked
Her heart skipped a beat. He looked so handsome – so… LOVABLE! Oh God! Is she really so lucky as to have this boy/man as her lover forever? Looking at him, at that moment, she knew that she will always love him. Just his sight made her want him more and more. Her eyes slid downwards – his penis... Well, it looked exactly as how Kaki described it – tiny winy, wrinkly and all shriveled up, at the moment at least.
Ayush loved absolutely anything that Kaki cooked. Even in his sleep the exotic aroma of Kaki’s paneer-paranthas was unmistakable. He got up, and walked straight to the kitchen. He saw Shraddha. To him, sitting there at that tall chair, Shraddha looked like a goddess. She was sitting almost nude in that sheer negligee – she WAS breathtaking!
“Good morning, Kaki! Yes, a hot cup of tea would be great!” saying that he came from behind of Shraddha, and held her in a tight embrace, with both of his hands caging her breasts. He squeezed them a couple of times, and kissed her bare back and neck.
“Good morning, my love!” he said in her ears.
“Good morning... Don’t do it in front of Kaki, at least.” Shraddha hissed.
“You're so beautiful. So irresistible! How can I help?” Ayush said, running his hands down the soft skin of her back.
She shivered, “Brrr… and your hands are cold!”
“But you are HOT! Let me get you rid of your negligible negligee… It doesn't hide anything anyway. Get up, let me remove it.” he whispered in her ear.
“I am not hearing anything. Do whatever you children like!” Kaki announced… She was not looking at them, but she was very well hearing and understanding everything, and smiling at the young children’s teasing playfulness.
Oh! Youth is awesome! Isn’t it? She thought.
After several of Shraddha’s weak protest, she relented and got up from the tall chair. The negligee was off in a fraction of second. Shraddha, now fully naked, was in Ayush’s embrace. He held her in a tight embrace from behind, his penis pressed behind her soft skin. Very soon, her nipples responded to his ministrations and stood erect.
“Well, well! Would you look at that?” Ayush again whispered in her ears, and then said aloud, “Kaki – I have changed my mind… I will have fresh milk for breakfast."
Saying that he leaned down took one of her nipples and sucked it into his mouth. While sucking and massaging her breast, his other hand slipped between her thighs, and began caressing her clit.
"God… you are insatiable!" She hissed.
“Put a baby in her and you will have your supply of fresh milk.” that was Kaki.
“Kaki,” Shraddha whined, “you are not helping!”
“I am sorry my child. But you children remind me so much of my youth!”
“Kaki, I will do just that. Honey, why don't you sit on the edge of the dining table and let me get between those beautiful legs of yours.” He teased Shraddha.
She pushed him away, slightly angry and much ashamed. "Get away!"
He took her left hand, put it on his now slowly awakening penis, and made her hold it. She reluctantly took it. It was very embarrassing for her to do all this in front of Kaki, although she was still busy with her cooking. With his penis in Shraddha’s grip, he moved his hips back and forth a few times. Even this lazy motion gave his penis enough signals and it responded immediately.
“Alright – push me away all you can! But you don't know what you are missing.”
Shraddha smiled, and reddened before saying, “Oh I know exactly what I'm missing, I am still sore from last night. I just don't want to embarrass you, or myself. So, I'll see you later!”
By the time Kaki returned with a cup of tea, Ayush was sporting the very monstrous erection that Shraddha told her about earlier. They disengaged and Ayush had to come to sit on another chair. Kaki saw Ayush's erect penis in utter disbelief. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before deciding on what would be an appropriate comment at that moment.
“I hope you are not hurting my bahu with that?” she finally exclaimed. “Are you sure your chaddhi is big enough to keep it inside?”
“Kaki!” it was Ayush’s turn to protest. Shraddha grinned. Finally tit-for-tat!
She put his tea and a plate of parantha on the table, and as if not hearing anything he said, reached and took his blood engorged penis in her hand – much to his embarrassment. She examined its length, girth, squeezed it to check its hardness and weighed his testicles. As an expert doctor, she examined every bit of his penis – she traced on his veins, pushed back his foreskin, and examined its head and color. And then as if she were satisfied with the examination, she pulled the foreskin back down, and then let it go, and let out a deep sigh, and said, smiling,
“Such a virile and handsome young man! I am so happy and proud that I have you as my son!”
Then as if coming out of trance, she ordered, “Young man, you listen to me. Don’t you ever hurt my Bahu with that? Okay? Make good use of it to please her. And ONLY ‘please her’ you will. Okay? She deserves happiness… much happiness – so, make her happy.”
Shraddha looked at Kaki in amazement. That woman was insanely awesome. She was practically ordering Ayush to fuck Shraddha silly. Ayush smiled at what Kaki said,
“Yes maam!” was all he said and winked at Shraddha.
“Sit next to her, you fool. Let me picture both of you like that.” Kaki said.
On her order, Ayush quickly moved his chair immediately next to her. Shraddha too snuggled up against his arm and sighed. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Ayush pulled her tighter against himself. She tilted her head up towards me and Ayush kissed her slowly, passionately. She let her head drop when the kiss ended, resting it against his arm. Shraddha smiled. This was all like a dream! Was it real?
“This is what I am talking about. Wait… let me click a photo of you love-birds.”
Kaki quickly returned with a digital camera, and generously clicked the very young, very naked and very much in love couple. On ordinary times, you’d call these photos as intimate, but with both lovers naked, these were outwardly beautiful photos – kind of intimate photos that this young couple could cherish throughout their lives.
During the rest of that week of Shraddha’s stay there, both lovers unabashedly made love in myriad ways. Ayush experimented with her, entertained her, and satisfied her in ways that she was not sure were possible in any way. Each time they made love, she always found something new in his ways. She welcomed this young man in her life with open heart. They scaled new heights in their relationship very fast. And it was not all physical too. Shraddha found that she was treated at Ayush's home with utmost respect – she was actually treated like the 'first-lady' of the house; even by Kaki herself. Laxmi Kaki really liked her, and already saw in Shraddha the ideal bahu for the house – she was very beautiful, kind-hearted, and had good head, and most important of all, she was absolutely in love with Ayush. What else could she or anyone ask for, for this household?
When Shraddha was not busy with Ayush, that means, when Ayush was not at home, Kaki happily showed her around the house – it was a big house, actually a bungalow, with five Bed Rooms, two Halls, a Study, Kitchen, Pantry, Garden and Garage to house two large cars. She also told her about many of the family's stories, Ayush and Ashok's likes and dislikes, and their favorite dishes.
Unfortunately, Ashok, Ayush's father could not meet her, as he had to leave a day earlier for his trip. She also told her about Ayush's mother and gave her a few of her best clothes, despite Shraddha's many objections and protests. Inside, Shraddha was extremely happy to get a part of her 'mother-in-law', and felt connected to the house and people living there. In fact, when Ayush was not in the house, she imitated her late mother-in-law by walking around the house wearing a short and sheer negligee, a couple of times.
It was not that she went unnoticed in her condition in the house. The servants and Kaki saw her like that and instead of scoffing at her, they gave appreciative smiles. Kaki even took her out in garden in that sheer negligee. The security guard exclaimed that Shraddha reminded him of Badi Maalkin. All this attention was very new for Shraddha. She was the only child at her home, but was never allowed to experience such freedom. She was brought up in that typical conservative setting, where a woman was constantly reminded of her place as the second citizen. So, this sudden shift was rather a welcome change. She sometimes wondered if she really deserved all this happiness.
“Kaki…” Shraddha said hesitatingly.
“Yes, dear child?”
“You remember… you told me that Ayush… he… I mean you... um... breastfed him?”
“Yes, my dear. But, I did not have any milk.” She added with a bit of sadness in her voice,” I wish I had some for that poor child. But why do you ask?”
“Kaki… umm.
“But... I am twenty six!”
“You might very well be. But you don’t look a day over twenty. See... these small breasts and that tiny bum you have! That’s why I am feeding you all this parantha and butter, so that you can fatten up a bit.
“Kaki..!”
“I am just joking, my child. You look absolutely beautiful. I think Ayush is so lucky that he got you. Make him happy and make yourself happy... This is all I can say. Arre Ayush... Come beta! Do you want tea?”
Shraddha turned to see an absolutely naked Ayush.
Yes! Absolutely naked
Her heart skipped a beat. He looked so handsome – so… LOVABLE! Oh God! Is she really so lucky as to have this boy/man as her lover forever? Looking at him, at that moment, she knew that she will always love him. Just his sight made her want him more and more. Her eyes slid downwards – his penis... Well, it looked exactly as how Kaki described it – tiny winy, wrinkly and all shriveled up, at the moment at least.
Ayush loved absolutely anything that Kaki cooked. Even in his sleep the exotic aroma of Kaki’s paneer-paranthas was unmistakable. He got up, and walked straight to the kitchen. He saw Shraddha. To him, sitting there at that tall chair, Shraddha looked like a goddess. She was sitting almost nude in that sheer negligee – she WAS breathtaking!
“Good morning, Kaki! Yes, a hot cup of tea would be great!” saying that he came from behind of Shraddha, and held her in a tight embrace, with both of his hands caging her breasts. He squeezed them a couple of times, and kissed her bare back and neck.
“Good morning, my love!” he said in her ears.
“Good morning... Don’t do it in front of Kaki, at least.” Shraddha hissed.
“You're so beautiful. So irresistible! How can I help?” Ayush said, running his hands down the soft skin of her back.
She shivered, “Brrr… and your hands are cold!”
“But you are HOT! Let me get you rid of your negligible negligee… It doesn't hide anything anyway. Get up, let me remove it.” he whispered in her ear.
“I am not hearing anything. Do whatever you children like!” Kaki announced… She was not looking at them, but she was very well hearing and understanding everything, and smiling at the young children’s teasing playfulness.
Oh! Youth is awesome! Isn’t it? She thought.
After several of Shraddha’s weak protest, she relented and got up from the tall chair. The negligee was off in a fraction of second. Shraddha, now fully naked, was in Ayush’s embrace. He held her in a tight embrace from behind, his penis pressed behind her soft skin. Very soon, her nipples responded to his ministrations and stood erect.
“Well, well! Would you look at that?” Ayush again whispered in her ears, and then said aloud, “Kaki – I have changed my mind… I will have fresh milk for breakfast."
Saying that he leaned down took one of her nipples and sucked it into his mouth. While sucking and massaging her breast, his other hand slipped between her thighs, and began caressing her clit.
"God… you are insatiable!" She hissed.
“Put a baby in her and you will have your supply of fresh milk.” that was Kaki.
“Kaki,” Shraddha whined, “you are not helping!”
“I am sorry my child. But you children remind me so much of my youth!”
“Kaki, I will do just that. Honey, why don't you sit on the edge of the dining table and let me get between those beautiful legs of yours.” He teased Shraddha.
She pushed him away, slightly angry and much ashamed. "Get away!"
He took her left hand, put it on his now slowly awakening penis, and made her hold it. She reluctantly took it. It was very embarrassing for her to do all this in front of Kaki, although she was still busy with her cooking. With his penis in Shraddha’s grip, he moved his hips back and forth a few times. Even this lazy motion gave his penis enough signals and it responded immediately.
“Alright – push me away all you can! But you don't know what you are missing.”
Shraddha smiled, and reddened before saying, “Oh I know exactly what I'm missing, I am still sore from last night. I just don't want to embarrass you, or myself. So, I'll see you later!”
By the time Kaki returned with a cup of tea, Ayush was sporting the very monstrous erection that Shraddha told her about earlier. They disengaged and Ayush had to come to sit on another chair. Kaki saw Ayush's erect penis in utter disbelief. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before deciding on what would be an appropriate comment at that moment.
“I hope you are not hurting my bahu with that?” she finally exclaimed. “Are you sure your chaddhi is big enough to keep it inside?”
“Kaki!” it was Ayush’s turn to protest. Shraddha grinned. Finally tit-for-tat!
She put his tea and a plate of parantha on the table, and as if not hearing anything he said, reached and took his blood engorged penis in her hand – much to his embarrassment. She examined its length, girth, squeezed it to check its hardness and weighed his testicles. As an expert doctor, she examined every bit of his penis – she traced on his veins, pushed back his foreskin, and examined its head and color. And then as if she were satisfied with the examination, she pulled the foreskin back down, and then let it go, and let out a deep sigh, and said, smiling,
“Such a virile and handsome young man! I am so happy and proud that I have you as my son!”
Then as if coming out of trance, she ordered, “Young man, you listen to me. Don’t you ever hurt my Bahu with that? Okay? Make good use of it to please her. And ONLY ‘please her’ you will. Okay? She deserves happiness… much happiness – so, make her happy.”
Shraddha looked at Kaki in amazement. That woman was insanely awesome. She was practically ordering Ayush to fuck Shraddha silly. Ayush smiled at what Kaki said,
“Yes maam!” was all he said and winked at Shraddha.
“Sit next to her, you fool. Let me picture both of you like that.” Kaki said.
On her order, Ayush quickly moved his chair immediately next to her. Shraddha too snuggled up against his arm and sighed. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Ayush pulled her tighter against himself. She tilted her head up towards me and Ayush kissed her slowly, passionately. She let her head drop when the kiss ended, resting it against his arm. Shraddha smiled. This was all like a dream! Was it real?
“This is what I am talking about. Wait… let me click a photo of you love-birds.”
Kaki quickly returned with a digital camera, and generously clicked the very young, very naked and very much in love couple. On ordinary times, you’d call these photos as intimate, but with both lovers naked, these were outwardly beautiful photos – kind of intimate photos that this young couple could cherish throughout their lives.
During the rest of that week of Shraddha’s stay there, both lovers unabashedly made love in myriad ways. Ayush experimented with her, entertained her, and satisfied her in ways that she was not sure were possible in any way. Each time they made love, she always found something new in his ways. She welcomed this young man in her life with open heart. They scaled new heights in their relationship very fast. And it was not all physical too. Shraddha found that she was treated at Ayush's home with utmost respect – she was actually treated like the 'first-lady' of the house; even by Kaki herself. Laxmi Kaki really liked her, and already saw in Shraddha the ideal bahu for the house – she was very beautiful, kind-hearted, and had good head, and most important of all, she was absolutely in love with Ayush. What else could she or anyone ask for, for this household?
When Shraddha was not busy with Ayush, that means, when Ayush was not at home, Kaki happily showed her around the house – it was a big house, actually a bungalow, with five Bed Rooms, two Halls, a Study, Kitchen, Pantry, Garden and Garage to house two large cars. She also told her about many of the family's stories, Ayush and Ashok's likes and dislikes, and their favorite dishes.
Unfortunately, Ashok, Ayush's father could not meet her, as he had to leave a day earlier for his trip. She also told her about Ayush's mother and gave her a few of her best clothes, despite Shraddha's many objections and protests. Inside, Shraddha was extremely happy to get a part of her 'mother-in-law', and felt connected to the house and people living there. In fact, when Ayush was not in the house, she imitated her late mother-in-law by walking around the house wearing a short and sheer negligee, a couple of times.
It was not that she went unnoticed in her condition in the house. The servants and Kaki saw her like that and instead of scoffing at her, they gave appreciative smiles. Kaki even took her out in garden in that sheer negligee. The security guard exclaimed that Shraddha reminded him of Badi Maalkin. All this attention was very new for Shraddha. She was the only child at her home, but was never allowed to experience such freedom. She was brought up in that typical conservative setting, where a woman was constantly reminded of her place as the second citizen. So, this sudden shift was rather a welcome change. She sometimes wondered if she really deserved all this happiness.
“Kaki…” Shraddha said hesitatingly.
“Yes, dear child?”
“You remember… you told me that Ayush… he… I mean you... um... breastfed him?”
“Yes, my dear. But, I did not have any milk.” She added with a bit of sadness in her voice,” I wish I had some for that poor child. But why do you ask?”
“Kaki… umm.
.. I was thinking…”
“Do you want to breastfeed him too?” Kaki was suddenly very interested, “That would be a great idea… Just flash your cute little titty in front of him, and he will latch on.” She commented, smiling, then stopped to think a couple of seconds, “I must be a fool saying this... I am sure that he must have wanted to do that already, IF he has not done that yet. Just tell him that you don’t mind...”
“No... Oh God! I am so ashamed even saying this. This is so embarrassing!”
“What is it my child?” Kaki’s manners changed to concern immediately.
“Kaki… may I also… you know…”
And then it came rushing to Kaki. She understood what Shraddha wanted.
“Oh honey! You want me to breastfeed you too?”
To her defense, Shraddha just loved breasts. She always did – ever since her childhood. Breasts had been her huge obsession. People could understand if Shraddha were a boy – then it wouldn’t have been such a big deal. But, it was hard to understand for she was a girl, and she herself was endowed pretty well. When she was a bit grown up, but was still a child, she wanted her mother to breastfeed her – a request that was met with a generous thrashing of her little bums. Somehow, her obsession with breasts did not extend to her own set, but there was no one to satisfy her requests. She learned pretty early that she must not ask for such things in our society. So she simply dreamt of it.
Now, to make her obsession worse, Shraddha also was fascinated with breast milk, and breastfeeding. Sometimes her fantasies included nicely endowed and lactating woman. She, however, kept her obsession to herself. She knew that it was a fantasy that she would never be able to live. Why? Because she knew that she would never find a woman who was lactating and who would let her nurse from her. Yes, many would think that it was weird, but she could not help.
She nodded. She was so ashamed. She could not believe that she could ask Kaki for something so ridiculous! But Kaki’s reaction was exact opposite.
She laughed.
"You want me to breastfeed you?"
Shraddha nodded, "You're not mad or anything?"
Kaki shook her head, "No honey. I understand why you are asking. You are curious. I think it is okay."
“Kaki…”
“It is okay, my child.” Kaki was overwhelmed with emotions. “I would be glad to feed you, darling. Oh God! I am so happy. Come here child. Let me give it to you.” Kaki said, already dropping her pallu and already unbuttoning her blouse.
"Are you sure, Kaki? You don’t think it is wrong or anything? What would people say," she stammered out, while sitting beside Kaki on the couch.
"It's okay, honey! You are my child, just like my son or Ayush, for that matter. So, I would not mind feeding my poor, hungry child." Kaki said as she slipped her blouse off her shoulders.
"In cup, or in mouth?” Kaki teased Shraddha.
Shraddha smiled, and leaned to lie in Kaki’s lap. Kaki was working on the hook of her bra. Usually, when women breastfeed their children, they unbutton the lower part of their blouses only enough, just to take out breast and then they hide it too, so that the baby could be fed without other people watching. But right now, that her bra too was gone, Shraddha could see both of Kaki’s breasts. When she saw both her breasts naked, Shraddha almost bit her tongue to keep from gasping. To see such a magnificent pair of large and firm looking breasts! Suddenly, Shraddha too wished that they were full of milk!
“God Kaki, you have the most incredible breasts!”
She looked at Shraddha incredulously, as if not believing what she had said. She looked down and said, “Really... you think so?”
“Oh God! Yes! I would give anything to have breasts like yours…”
“Well thanks honey! I really appreciate your compliment! But do that later – now come my child! Would you now like to suck mummy’s nipples? Hmm? Mummy would love to have her big girl suck her nipples and drink her milk. Would you like to nurse your mummy?”
Shraddha nodded in excitement. Kaki’s baby talks were soothing, albeit a bit stupid.
“Take it, child! Take it... suck it!” Kaki encouraged her.
As Shraddha took one nipple in her mouth, both women sighed. Shraddha has already started to consider Kaki as her second mother already and was very keen on getting familiar with her this intimate aspect also.
“You know, age-wise, you would be my oldest child. My first born! Isn’t that amazing?” Kaki spoke to Shraddha, lovingly, in soothing voice, while she sucked, “After you, would be my son, and then at the very last, Ayush! Interesting… is it not? But today, breastfeeding you like this, it feels as if you are my youngest, and not the oldest!”
She lovingly stroked Shraddha’s cheeks, “And, it is not only me, who thinks this way. Everyone in this household looks at you as if you are the youngest child of this house! Aawwooo! Careful, my child, careful! I don’t have any milk in these old bags. But who knows, with the love of you children, anything can happen! Drink my baby, drink... get your fill!”
Shraddha was half lying and half sitting in Kaki’s lap – in somewhat curling manner. Like little babies do. And, that day Shraddha was only wearing a small sundress, again one from her ‘mother-in-law’s’ collections, which rose considerably in that position, revealing everything she had below her waist. Shraddha was naked underneath that dress, so Kaki could notice her nicely pounded pussy-lips – they were swollen and looked a bit reddish. There was pubic hair too: it was thick and dark.
‘Nice’, she thought.
So, while Shraddha was sucking her fill, Kaki slipped her hand under between Shraddha’s legs. She responded by spreading her legs a little and let out a soft moan as her fingers sought out and found Shraddha’s moist vaginal lips and parted them to find her clitoris. Kaki did not do anything else. She simply kept her hand and finger there. But finally she withdrew. But as she tried to withdraw her hand, Shraddha grabbed her wrist and pulled up her hand to rest it on her breast. Kaki smiled.
Shraddha found that sucking a Kaki’s breasts was an amazing experience. Kaki’s breasts were big, round and still robust. She must have been a ferociously beautiful woman in her youth. She enjoyed feeling her nipples in her mouth - she would try to hold onto one of her breasts and try and take all of her areola into her mouth. It was a childish playfulness. When Kaki touched her ‘there’, she did not feel awkward at all, and enjoyed the intimacy. So, when Kaki withdrew her hand, she forced her to rest it on her breast. A mother’s touch is the best!
Shraddha sucked alternatively on both her breasts and Kaki willingly weaned her. Once she was done, she disengaged and smiled at Kaki. Finally, the breastfeeding session came to an end. Shraddha detached, not really wanting to.
“Did you like it, honey?” she asked.
“Oh Kaki! I love you...” Shraddha said with immense happiness, and hugged Kaki and kissed her on her lips. “I love you... I love you... I LOVE you! ... You are the best mom in the whole world! Thank you... Thank you... Thank you... soooo much!!”
“No honey! It is my honor and pleasure to be able to feed my children.” Kaki smiled at her, and started to button up her blouse. Shraddha watched while those beautiful breasts disappeared in front of her eyes, and then finally spoke, “Kaki, I know this would probably sound even stranger than earlier… maybe even crazy...”
“It is okay honey! Nothing is crazy. Speak up your mind.”
“Kaki, I realize my breasts don't have any milk but do you think I could let you suck on me? Would you like doing it?”
‘Oh God! She wants me to suck on her tits!’ Kaki thought, ‘Will that be right? I don’t even remember breastfeeding. May be it feels good... guess it wouldn't hurt to remember what breast feeding feels like.’
“Uh... well I guess it would be fantastic.” Kaki replied.
Shraddha gleamed and thanked her as she started to slip her sundress off and sat back down next to Kaki. Seeing her naked was not something new, but she Shraddha looked so beautiful, innocent and desirable. Kaki tried to avert ogling at her naked body and rather fixed her eyes on her pert breasts.
“Uh... how big are you honey?” was this a women’s talk?
“Oh! I am a 34C...is that good or am I inadequate?”
“Inadequate? Honey, your breasts are perfectly proportioned for your body. AND you sure don't need my breasts – yours are simply marvelous!” Kaki said as she touched Shraddha’s breasts. She reached her chest and immediately latched onto her breast and started to suckle milk – an exercise in futility, which even Kaki had forgotten!
After a few moments she noticed that Shraddha had closed her eyes and was rocking back and forth a bit. Kaki immediately knew what she was feeling. She felt the same when her husband sucked on her breasts before she had her first son.
Kaki detached, and said smiling, “Feels good doesn't it honey?”
“Oh God, yes! This is absolutely wonderful and it doesn't feel anything like this when Ayush sucks on my breasts.”
Kaki stopped sucking, and then commented, “Honey! What you experienced is only different, from how Ayush does it. He makes you happy! Doesn’t he?” she was always concerned and asking about her pleasure.
Shraddha again turned red, “He does Kaki! He really does! I can't explain what it feels like to have his tongue inside my vagina, and sucking and pulling on its lips. And then his big penis... when it slides in and out! God it's just a great feeling. It sends shivers up and down my spine just thinking about it!”
“Oh... I see.” Kaki said, but thought how naïve Shraddha was.
“Do you want to breastfeed him too?” Kaki was suddenly very interested, “That would be a great idea… Just flash your cute little titty in front of him, and he will latch on.” She commented, smiling, then stopped to think a couple of seconds, “I must be a fool saying this... I am sure that he must have wanted to do that already, IF he has not done that yet. Just tell him that you don’t mind...”
“No... Oh God! I am so ashamed even saying this. This is so embarrassing!”
“What is it my child?” Kaki’s manners changed to concern immediately.
“Kaki… may I also… you know…”
And then it came rushing to Kaki. She understood what Shraddha wanted.
“Oh honey! You want me to breastfeed you too?”
To her defense, Shraddha just loved breasts. She always did – ever since her childhood. Breasts had been her huge obsession. People could understand if Shraddha were a boy – then it wouldn’t have been such a big deal. But, it was hard to understand for she was a girl, and she herself was endowed pretty well. When she was a bit grown up, but was still a child, she wanted her mother to breastfeed her – a request that was met with a generous thrashing of her little bums. Somehow, her obsession with breasts did not extend to her own set, but there was no one to satisfy her requests. She learned pretty early that she must not ask for such things in our society. So she simply dreamt of it.
Now, to make her obsession worse, Shraddha also was fascinated with breast milk, and breastfeeding. Sometimes her fantasies included nicely endowed and lactating woman. She, however, kept her obsession to herself. She knew that it was a fantasy that she would never be able to live. Why? Because she knew that she would never find a woman who was lactating and who would let her nurse from her. Yes, many would think that it was weird, but she could not help.
She nodded. She was so ashamed. She could not believe that she could ask Kaki for something so ridiculous! But Kaki’s reaction was exact opposite.
She laughed.
"You want me to breastfeed you?"
Shraddha nodded, "You're not mad or anything?"
Kaki shook her head, "No honey. I understand why you are asking. You are curious. I think it is okay."
“Kaki…”
“It is okay, my child.” Kaki was overwhelmed with emotions. “I would be glad to feed you, darling. Oh God! I am so happy. Come here child. Let me give it to you.” Kaki said, already dropping her pallu and already unbuttoning her blouse.
"Are you sure, Kaki? You don’t think it is wrong or anything? What would people say," she stammered out, while sitting beside Kaki on the couch.
"It's okay, honey! You are my child, just like my son or Ayush, for that matter. So, I would not mind feeding my poor, hungry child." Kaki said as she slipped her blouse off her shoulders.
"In cup, or in mouth?” Kaki teased Shraddha.
Shraddha smiled, and leaned to lie in Kaki’s lap. Kaki was working on the hook of her bra. Usually, when women breastfeed their children, they unbutton the lower part of their blouses only enough, just to take out breast and then they hide it too, so that the baby could be fed without other people watching. But right now, that her bra too was gone, Shraddha could see both of Kaki’s breasts. When she saw both her breasts naked, Shraddha almost bit her tongue to keep from gasping. To see such a magnificent pair of large and firm looking breasts! Suddenly, Shraddha too wished that they were full of milk!
“God Kaki, you have the most incredible breasts!”
She looked at Shraddha incredulously, as if not believing what she had said. She looked down and said, “Really... you think so?”
“Oh God! Yes! I would give anything to have breasts like yours…”
“Well thanks honey! I really appreciate your compliment! But do that later – now come my child! Would you now like to suck mummy’s nipples? Hmm? Mummy would love to have her big girl suck her nipples and drink her milk. Would you like to nurse your mummy?”
Shraddha nodded in excitement. Kaki’s baby talks were soothing, albeit a bit stupid.
“Take it, child! Take it... suck it!” Kaki encouraged her.
As Shraddha took one nipple in her mouth, both women sighed. Shraddha has already started to consider Kaki as her second mother already and was very keen on getting familiar with her this intimate aspect also.
“You know, age-wise, you would be my oldest child. My first born! Isn’t that amazing?” Kaki spoke to Shraddha, lovingly, in soothing voice, while she sucked, “After you, would be my son, and then at the very last, Ayush! Interesting… is it not? But today, breastfeeding you like this, it feels as if you are my youngest, and not the oldest!”
She lovingly stroked Shraddha’s cheeks, “And, it is not only me, who thinks this way. Everyone in this household looks at you as if you are the youngest child of this house! Aawwooo! Careful, my child, careful! I don’t have any milk in these old bags. But who knows, with the love of you children, anything can happen! Drink my baby, drink... get your fill!”
Shraddha was half lying and half sitting in Kaki’s lap – in somewhat curling manner. Like little babies do. And, that day Shraddha was only wearing a small sundress, again one from her ‘mother-in-law’s’ collections, which rose considerably in that position, revealing everything she had below her waist. Shraddha was naked underneath that dress, so Kaki could notice her nicely pounded pussy-lips – they were swollen and looked a bit reddish. There was pubic hair too: it was thick and dark.
‘Nice’, she thought.
So, while Shraddha was sucking her fill, Kaki slipped her hand under between Shraddha’s legs. She responded by spreading her legs a little and let out a soft moan as her fingers sought out and found Shraddha’s moist vaginal lips and parted them to find her clitoris. Kaki did not do anything else. She simply kept her hand and finger there. But finally she withdrew. But as she tried to withdraw her hand, Shraddha grabbed her wrist and pulled up her hand to rest it on her breast. Kaki smiled.
Shraddha found that sucking a Kaki’s breasts was an amazing experience. Kaki’s breasts were big, round and still robust. She must have been a ferociously beautiful woman in her youth. She enjoyed feeling her nipples in her mouth - she would try to hold onto one of her breasts and try and take all of her areola into her mouth. It was a childish playfulness. When Kaki touched her ‘there’, she did not feel awkward at all, and enjoyed the intimacy. So, when Kaki withdrew her hand, she forced her to rest it on her breast. A mother’s touch is the best!
Shraddha sucked alternatively on both her breasts and Kaki willingly weaned her. Once she was done, she disengaged and smiled at Kaki. Finally, the breastfeeding session came to an end. Shraddha detached, not really wanting to.
“Did you like it, honey?” she asked.
“Oh Kaki! I love you...” Shraddha said with immense happiness, and hugged Kaki and kissed her on her lips. “I love you... I love you... I LOVE you! ... You are the best mom in the whole world! Thank you... Thank you... Thank you... soooo much!!”
“No honey! It is my honor and pleasure to be able to feed my children.” Kaki smiled at her, and started to button up her blouse. Shraddha watched while those beautiful breasts disappeared in front of her eyes, and then finally spoke, “Kaki, I know this would probably sound even stranger than earlier… maybe even crazy...”
“It is okay honey! Nothing is crazy. Speak up your mind.”
“Kaki, I realize my breasts don't have any milk but do you think I could let you suck on me? Would you like doing it?”
‘Oh God! She wants me to suck on her tits!’ Kaki thought, ‘Will that be right? I don’t even remember breastfeeding. May be it feels good... guess it wouldn't hurt to remember what breast feeding feels like.’
“Uh... well I guess it would be fantastic.” Kaki replied.
Shraddha gleamed and thanked her as she started to slip her sundress off and sat back down next to Kaki. Seeing her naked was not something new, but she Shraddha looked so beautiful, innocent and desirable. Kaki tried to avert ogling at her naked body and rather fixed her eyes on her pert breasts.
“Uh... how big are you honey?” was this a women’s talk?
“Oh! I am a 34C...is that good or am I inadequate?”
“Inadequate? Honey, your breasts are perfectly proportioned for your body. AND you sure don't need my breasts – yours are simply marvelous!” Kaki said as she touched Shraddha’s breasts. She reached her chest and immediately latched onto her breast and started to suckle milk – an exercise in futility, which even Kaki had forgotten!
After a few moments she noticed that Shraddha had closed her eyes and was rocking back and forth a bit. Kaki immediately knew what she was feeling. She felt the same when her husband sucked on her breasts before she had her first son.
Kaki detached, and said smiling, “Feels good doesn't it honey?”
“Oh God, yes! This is absolutely wonderful and it doesn't feel anything like this when Ayush sucks on my breasts.”
Kaki stopped sucking, and then commented, “Honey! What you experienced is only different, from how Ayush does it. He makes you happy! Doesn’t he?” she was always concerned and asking about her pleasure.
Shraddha again turned red, “He does Kaki! He really does! I can't explain what it feels like to have his tongue inside my vagina, and sucking and pulling on its lips. And then his big penis... when it slides in and out! God it's just a great feeling. It sends shivers up and down my spine just thinking about it!”
“Oh... I see.” Kaki said, but thought how naïve Shraddha was.
She also thought that while she teased Shraddha about her and Ayush, she never really pictured them making love. But with this declaration, she could actually visualize him sucking on to Shraddha’s cute breasts, eating her pussy, and his thick penis penetrating her vagina.
“My child, you are lovers. Anything and everything that you do is fair. My only advice is that enjoy, you two. Just make him understand what pleases you. I am sure that he will respect your desires too, and make you happy. You too try to learn a few tricks to make him happy. Take it in mouth, even between your breasts… possibilities are endless… but objective is just to be happy. So, be happy – both of you. That is what I’d say... and come soon in this house as a bride, and as the mistress of the house. We all are waiting!”
Kaki kissed Shraddha’s forehead. She had turned beet red.
"So did Kaka…?" when the two women finally got their bearings back, Shraddha asked, or rather exclaimed.
"Did Kaka what?" Kaki asked looking up at her.
"Err.. drink from you?” Shraddha said softly. The experience just brought the two women very close already. Shraddha could not understand why Kaki was tolerating her stupidity to such extent.
"I mean, from your breasts, you know." she clarified.
"My milk? From my breast?" she asked. Shraddha could clearly hear the amusement in her voice.
She nodded yes.
Kaki laughed and added, "He thought it was yucky. He otherwise sucked at my breasts, but did not even touch them when I was breastfeeding our son. He even suggested that I should not breastfeed him."
"Whaaaat! Was he crazy?" How dumb Kaki’s husband was, Shraddha thought, and suddenly realized that he was dead, “Oh sorry! I did not mean…”
“It is alright dear. I know you did not mean it in any other way. Guess he WAS crazy. He was afraid that my breasts won't be nice later on."
"He was so wrong! Your breasts are WONDEFUL!” Shraddha complimented.
“You make this old hag very happy, dear!” Kaki kissed Shraddha’s forehead and added, “Thank you for making me feel like a mother again. You can suckle them anytime you want. How is that?”
Shraddha smiled and nodded excitedly. She hugged Kaki again and again. She was overcome with excitement. Her secret fantasy, which she thought would remain unfulfilled, was finally happening.
Apparently, there was nothing hidden or secret in this household. When Ayush returned home, Kaki served them tea, and at their insistence, she too joined them. While talking about how their day progressed, Kaki told Ayush that she breastfed Shraddha, and that she too was her child now. Ayush naughtily commented that it was good to have ‘everything’ within the ‘family’. Shraddha punched him in the ribs. Of course she was embarrassed!
When the two had rested, Ayush as usual was feeling extra amorous and they soon went back to bed. After the usual kissing and caressing, Shraddha decided that she wanted a repeat of the doggie position. Of course, Ayush was willing, and they fucked hard. Both of them came again. Afterwards, Shraddha wanted to talk.
“Honey, what do you think of that position as compared to our regular ones?” she asked.
“I think that position is lot better than no sex at all. It allows me to go deep. But, I prefer the other way with you on your back. That way, I can see your face as we make love, and that really thrills me. Also, it allows me to suck your breasts whenever I like. I have an idea. That might let me get in as deep as with the doggie position – if you are willing to try something different?”
‘Here we go again…!’ Shraddha thought, thrilled.
“Yes, I too prefer seeing your face while we make love, and I am more than ready to try out your new idea. Do you want to try now?” he said that last bit with a grin.
“I can – if you use your mouth to bring me back!”
Immediately, Shraddha was reminded of what Kaki told her. She was inexperienced as she never brought him to erection by giving him a blowjob, but was extremely eager to get him back into the right condition. She eagerly took Ayush’s penis in her mouth and started. Her enthusiasm was probably enough to make Ayush hard again, but the rest of the experience didn't hurt either. Warmth of her mouth, feeling of tickle from her tongue and some naïve sucking brought Ayush back to hardness again.
Once he was hard enough, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs, inviting him, “Okay, tell me what you wanted to do?”
Ayush did not bend over, as with the usual missionary position, but stayed on his knees with his back straight. He pulled up her legs and let her knees bend over his arms.
“You will have to put me in. I can't reach you with my hands with your legs where they are. Okay?”
The lovers worked a little to get that right, and that got Ayush inside Shraddha’s pussy. He pushed all of the way in until his belly struck her.
Shraddha gasped, “Oh God! That is deeper than you usually reach, but it is not in as far as you got in the doggie position. Can I make a suggestion?”
“Yeah.”
“Help me put my legs against your chest with my feet above your shoulders. Is that okay?”
“Okay!” the lovers got into the position – Shraddha was quite bend in that position, but that allowed her buttocks to kind of lift vertically, her pussy pointed right up, and gave greater access to Ayush. Shraddha felt the difference immediately, although it was slightly uncomfortable for her.
“Honey, that's much better. I think that you could touch my womb if you pushed just a little harder.”
Ayush did.
“Honey! THAT'S IT!” Shraddha exclaimed with joy! Ayush too could feel that his penis touched something at the end of her tunnel.
“Honey, try stroking now – but gently, and tell me if you like what you feel.”
Only one stroke was enough to tell Ayush that this was a great position. He was in so deep that he worried that he would hurt Shraddha. But she did not seem to care much. She supported Ayush, and helped him in maintaining the position. As an experiment, he leaned his head down to kiss her, and she returned the kiss with gusto. Ayush, however was blocked by her legs from playing with her breasts, but he could make that sacrifice if she could.
He began to stroke in earnest and she moaned in delight. “Oh, this feels so good. I wish that we never had to stop. How are you doing?”
“This feels great to me, too. I feel like I could go on forever.”
Soon, Shraddha rose to a climax so fast that she had time for two of them before Ayush came. Ayush did not begrudge her the pleasure she felt, because this felt so good to him. It also felt so good to him from just rubbing his dick against the wall of her vaginal tunnel.
Shraddha exclaimed, moaning, “Honey that was wonderful! Wow! How wonderful can it feel…? That has got to be my favorite position.”
Soon, Ayush ejaculated inside Shraddha. By that time, both of them were worn out from the vigorous love making. Ayush guessed that he could have gotten hard again by dinner time, but it would have taken a lot of work on Shraddha's part.
However, Shraddha actually ached for him. She really wanted to have him inside her. She somehow felt as if there is no tomorrow. So, the two lovers fucked after dinner. In the morning they struggled out of bed and went straight to the kitchen for sandwiches and coffee. Neither of them had the strength to even put on any clothes. But they did not care. Kaki on her part was secretly delighted to see the lovers in that state. She loved the simple fact that they made so much love that they were totally worn out.
“My child, you are lovers. Anything and everything that you do is fair. My only advice is that enjoy, you two. Just make him understand what pleases you. I am sure that he will respect your desires too, and make you happy. You too try to learn a few tricks to make him happy. Take it in mouth, even between your breasts… possibilities are endless… but objective is just to be happy. So, be happy – both of you. That is what I’d say... and come soon in this house as a bride, and as the mistress of the house. We all are waiting!”
Kaki kissed Shraddha’s forehead. She had turned beet red.
"So did Kaka…?" when the two women finally got their bearings back, Shraddha asked, or rather exclaimed.
"Did Kaka what?" Kaki asked looking up at her.
"Err.. drink from you?” Shraddha said softly. The experience just brought the two women very close already. Shraddha could not understand why Kaki was tolerating her stupidity to such extent.
"I mean, from your breasts, you know." she clarified.
"My milk? From my breast?" she asked. Shraddha could clearly hear the amusement in her voice.
She nodded yes.
Kaki laughed and added, "He thought it was yucky. He otherwise sucked at my breasts, but did not even touch them when I was breastfeeding our son. He even suggested that I should not breastfeed him."
"Whaaaat! Was he crazy?" How dumb Kaki’s husband was, Shraddha thought, and suddenly realized that he was dead, “Oh sorry! I did not mean…”
“It is alright dear. I know you did not mean it in any other way. Guess he WAS crazy. He was afraid that my breasts won't be nice later on."
"He was so wrong! Your breasts are WONDEFUL!” Shraddha complimented.
“You make this old hag very happy, dear!” Kaki kissed Shraddha’s forehead and added, “Thank you for making me feel like a mother again. You can suckle them anytime you want. How is that?”
Shraddha smiled and nodded excitedly. She hugged Kaki again and again. She was overcome with excitement. Her secret fantasy, which she thought would remain unfulfilled, was finally happening.
Apparently, there was nothing hidden or secret in this household. When Ayush returned home, Kaki served them tea, and at their insistence, she too joined them. While talking about how their day progressed, Kaki told Ayush that she breastfed Shraddha, and that she too was her child now. Ayush naughtily commented that it was good to have ‘everything’ within the ‘family’. Shraddha punched him in the ribs. Of course she was embarrassed!
When the two had rested, Ayush as usual was feeling extra amorous and they soon went back to bed. After the usual kissing and caressing, Shraddha decided that she wanted a repeat of the doggie position. Of course, Ayush was willing, and they fucked hard. Both of them came again. Afterwards, Shraddha wanted to talk.
“Honey, what do you think of that position as compared to our regular ones?” she asked.
“I think that position is lot better than no sex at all. It allows me to go deep. But, I prefer the other way with you on your back. That way, I can see your face as we make love, and that really thrills me. Also, it allows me to suck your breasts whenever I like. I have an idea. That might let me get in as deep as with the doggie position – if you are willing to try something different?”
‘Here we go again…!’ Shraddha thought, thrilled.
“Yes, I too prefer seeing your face while we make love, and I am more than ready to try out your new idea. Do you want to try now?” he said that last bit with a grin.
“I can – if you use your mouth to bring me back!”
Immediately, Shraddha was reminded of what Kaki told her. She was inexperienced as she never brought him to erection by giving him a blowjob, but was extremely eager to get him back into the right condition. She eagerly took Ayush’s penis in her mouth and started. Her enthusiasm was probably enough to make Ayush hard again, but the rest of the experience didn't hurt either. Warmth of her mouth, feeling of tickle from her tongue and some naïve sucking brought Ayush back to hardness again.
Once he was hard enough, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs, inviting him, “Okay, tell me what you wanted to do?”
Ayush did not bend over, as with the usual missionary position, but stayed on his knees with his back straight. He pulled up her legs and let her knees bend over his arms.
“You will have to put me in. I can't reach you with my hands with your legs where they are. Okay?”
The lovers worked a little to get that right, and that got Ayush inside Shraddha’s pussy. He pushed all of the way in until his belly struck her.
Shraddha gasped, “Oh God! That is deeper than you usually reach, but it is not in as far as you got in the doggie position. Can I make a suggestion?”
“Yeah.”
“Help me put my legs against your chest with my feet above your shoulders. Is that okay?”
“Okay!” the lovers got into the position – Shraddha was quite bend in that position, but that allowed her buttocks to kind of lift vertically, her pussy pointed right up, and gave greater access to Ayush. Shraddha felt the difference immediately, although it was slightly uncomfortable for her.
“Honey, that's much better. I think that you could touch my womb if you pushed just a little harder.”
Ayush did.
“Honey! THAT'S IT!” Shraddha exclaimed with joy! Ayush too could feel that his penis touched something at the end of her tunnel.
“Honey, try stroking now – but gently, and tell me if you like what you feel.”
Only one stroke was enough to tell Ayush that this was a great position. He was in so deep that he worried that he would hurt Shraddha. But she did not seem to care much. She supported Ayush, and helped him in maintaining the position. As an experiment, he leaned his head down to kiss her, and she returned the kiss with gusto. Ayush, however was blocked by her legs from playing with her breasts, but he could make that sacrifice if she could.
He began to stroke in earnest and she moaned in delight. “Oh, this feels so good. I wish that we never had to stop. How are you doing?”
“This feels great to me, too. I feel like I could go on forever.”
Soon, Shraddha rose to a climax so fast that she had time for two of them before Ayush came. Ayush did not begrudge her the pleasure she felt, because this felt so good to him. It also felt so good to him from just rubbing his dick against the wall of her vaginal tunnel.
Shraddha exclaimed, moaning, “Honey that was wonderful! Wow! How wonderful can it feel…? That has got to be my favorite position.”
Soon, Ayush ejaculated inside Shraddha. By that time, both of them were worn out from the vigorous love making. Ayush guessed that he could have gotten hard again by dinner time, but it would have taken a lot of work on Shraddha's part.
However, Shraddha actually ached for him. She really wanted to have him inside her. She somehow felt as if there is no tomorrow. So, the two lovers fucked after dinner. In the morning they struggled out of bed and went straight to the kitchen for sandwiches and coffee. Neither of them had the strength to even put on any clothes. But they did not care. Kaki on her part was secretly delighted to see the lovers in that state. She loved the simple fact that they made so much love that they were totally worn out.