These were found in an old notebook in
our village home. There is no name of the author or date when these were
written down. In our family there is no one named Aaryan and none of my great
grandfather down, worked in any small states under any Raja. It seems it all is
fantasy and fiction; possibly there were some real characters included in. The
story is not complete and ends with a question.
AARYAN A FICTION
Yes, my name is Aaryan. Here I will try to
recollect my experiences from adolescence to maturity as a young person with a
mind and personality. Really some of them are like a dream and some solid ones.
I am the eldest of five in the family. My father was a prominent officer in the
employ of the king of the state, thou small in British India. We were residents
in the capital city for long. Since, my father was a favourite with the king;
he lived a life of pomp. He has a younger sister who worked as a chaperon in
king’s zenana. That also was a prestigious job. For the whole day, she used to
be in the palace and may be this is the reason that she did not marry and
establish a family for herself. Months and years went by. We had life outside
the school and a standing in society and it included partying, visiting friends
and VIPs’ occasionally.
Initiation.
When I was at the age of 13 or 14 I started noticing
my penis as more than an organ to piss. It was showing a life of its own. When
there is an urge to urinate my penis gets agitated and stiff. To piss thru an erect prick was a little
bothersome but felt pleasure when relieved. At time it gets rigid and stands
up. It resembled a thick shaft with glowing, hard but smooth head. For days
together I just carried on not bothering to observe. At some nights I did not
get sleepy and caressed my dick for fun. It gets erect and stands up from my
crotch. I could see it standing. I was caressing it as if it was something
different to my body. When sleep came over I had no awareness. In the mornings
the prick was again stiff and standing with a strong urge to urinate. Go to
bath room to relieve. It becomes limp. I talked to one of my friends, who is a
senior. He assured me that my experience was nothing strange. It is very much
natural in all the boys. He also told me that there are group of boys who
gather together and play with their dicks. They suck each other’s prick and
enjoy it all. They feel that it is all right. Some days later I found some
sticky liquid coming out from the urethral opening. It was not connected with
urine. It was different in colour, texture and smell. Later I came to know that
it was part of male semen that comes out when the penis is agitated. During
those days I did not pursue the matter and concentrated on my studies.
On one of those days my father was transferred from
capital to a remote forest area ostensibly on promotion. He was designated as
forest officer in-chief and was responsible to oversee all in the area. There
was a large horse pen there with trainers and retinue. It comprised of hundreds
of horses both male and female. They were breeding horses. It was a thriving
business to the king thus its importance. My father shifted with family. But
for me there was no nearby school and thus was to remain in capital. The family
consulted with my aunt that she should be the guardian to Aryan henceforth to complete
his education. I was still fourteen and my aunt must be senior by about 20
years. She is in full brim of her youth and carried it well. Of course she was
beautiful in the sense of a robust body, fair skin and smooth features. While
my family shifted I started living with my aunt.
There were more opportunities for me to be alone at
home and this circumstance facilitated my fresh interest with my penis. As
shown by my friends I in my room did shake mine without embarrassment. Then
pushing and pulling the foreskin gave a different sort of feeling. At last it
spurted the juice white and thick. It tasted salty when I tasted it. Not every day but on some days I used to play
a game with my penis. Aunt had a day time help at home who came to clean up,
wash and cook and leave by afternoon. She was an elderly lady on whom I showed
little interest.
Exploration.
One day aunt came in the room while I was engaged in
masturbation. I tried to cover but failed to since the member was up and erect
parting the dress. “Oh, what you are doing my dear?” She said. She came to my
side and caught my erect penis on her hand: “you need not be ashamed to show it
to me. After all you are growing up. I should have thought of it and tried to
help; my dear Aryan”. She sat on the cot
and fully exposed my penis. Then she shook it up and down for a few minutes
before it spurted the liquid. “You have a healthy physique. I think that I
should cultivate you.” Thus saying she cleaned up the organ and made me to
change dress.
On another night a little
early, aunt came and sat with me while I was doing my homework. “Are you too
busy, my dear nephew?” I said: “Not really, but I must finish these lessons
before dinner.” She: “Yes, you do while, I set up the table.” After a few
moments I completed the home work and went refreshed and joined auntie in the
table. She was ready with food spread on plates. We continued with small conversation and
finished dinner. She: “Dear, you go to your room and wait. I will be there
after putting the dishes for washing.”
This is something new to me. In all these days she
never asked me to wait for her in my room. There must be something. Just I
waited sitting in my bed thinking of her last initiative to in helping me to
spurt semen. She might be ready for something more. What? I have heard about
men and women having sex but not knowing how. It was not part of any discussion
with school friends. Only topic was
masturbation; self and mutual between boys. We never mentioned girls in this
connection. Not that we don’t want to but lack of knowledge was coming in the
way. I in fact had no idea of the female vagina. Only that they have a hole and
not a dick. All these thoughts crowded my mind. Whether auntie will show me the
way? Or shall I take any initiative? But I am still a boy and not grown enough.
I waited with expectations.
Now my aunt came bringing a fragrant smell of her
body. The room was full of this fragrant smell. I liked it. She came near: “My dear Aryan, I know what you are thinking.
Yes, you wanted to know about woman. I will teach you instead of you getting it
from some common one. They may lure you or you might be tempted to reach them
for easy availability. That happens to most young persons. For a 14 year old
you are well endowed. It is said that the boys’ dick grows unto his age of 18
or 19. So in another 4 or 5 years yours will be full grown. If I neglect today
you might stray out. Let me show what?”
She stood and slowly slipped out of her dress one by one. Her sari went
down sprawling. Blouse undid and thrown. Petticoat untied and slipped own. She
stood in her underwear and bra. Her bra was full and her crotch plump. “Want to
see in full? Now you divest of yours.” I followed clumsily removing mine. When
I was naked my penis was erect and throbbing up and down in front of her. “That
is a good boy like.” She unhooked her bra from behind and the two balls tumbled
out. They were straight and their dark green nipples pointing to me. She pulled
me to her pressing her body onto mine. I was feeling a kind of unknown pleasure
since, her lower part was pressing hard on my groin.
Slowly we slid in bed holding on to each other. Her
hands were all over me tickling at places. My penis continued to be firm and
rigid. Her hand was on it pressing lightly. My feeling of pleasure was going
up. She took my hand and placed it on her groin. “Feel me properly. That is the
place for your dick to plunge in. Yours is sufficiently stiff to do a man’s
work.” She opened her thighs wide so that I could feel the deep depression in
her vagina. She directed mine onto her. My john touched the opening. “Press it
down,” She. Mine went down swiftly on
her lubricated cunt. Without prodding I started to go up and down in her. The feeling
was nice. It took a few minutes for the juice to spurt. Then was nothing no
feeling. I was flat on her chest crushing her tout busts.
I think that aunt also enjoyed my thrusts and pulls.
She: “it was good and I really enjoyed fuck. When you are fully grown, it will
be fantastic. I hope to be with you at that time. But I cannot wait for 4 – 5
years. Now I am here you may look at my assets that are also common in all
women. Mainly they are our busts. Not everyone has similar. Some has small
busts but still erotic. They may hold large and hard nipples that could excite
a young man. For many the busts are asymmetrical that are natural. Sure big busts are the rage; naturally formed
high ones are liked by men. Girls also want theirs rounded and big. They use
artificial means to enhance the shape of theirs. But no one will go for sagging
breasts. See how are mine. You can massage them cup, press, squeeze and crush
them. Roll those nipples in your fingers and pinch and crush them.” Without
further asking I started to do all that my auntie explained. Her breasts were
smooth to my palms, hard but resilient. I pressed them hard. She was in cheer.
I squeezed them in my hands but they were same in shape. I was over enjoying in
these actions. I got up and asked her to widen her thighs so that I could see
what her vagina looks like. She had a plump pubic mount covered with silky
black hair. I used my hands and fingers to know the real shape of her love
hole. I looked at the pink hole for some minutes. They had beautiful folds as
if sculptured in soft surface. I caught those vaginal lips with my fingers
pulled them apart to look closer. Inside there was another smaller and lighter
fold that was pinker. Between the lips the hole stretched in deep. It was
glistening with its fluid and mine. I pushed a finger and it went in easily
sliding down. I was afraid that it might hurt her but she said: “No worry. Make
your finger work up and down fast, faster.” I just followed her advice. More my
thrusts forceful and fast. I felt my finger thin in her inside. Minutes went
by. She closed her eyes, breathing deep. Her body convulsed with spasm. She
passed out. My finger was still in her cunt.
“My dear boy you are learning fast. I am a successful
teacher and I am proud of you. Now you have seen and experimented with my
vagina. Yes, every woman has a vagina but they are only same in appearance.
They differ in other functions. You may push your john in any vagina but to get
pleasure you need a quality vagina. I mean that it should be pink in colour
tight in its fit. How do I know these things? Yes, I will tell you. As part of
my work I supervise the females employed in the zanana. For reasons of hygiene,
all the women are to shave the pubic hair, whenever it becomes necessary i. e.
every 10-15 days. I have checked them from time to time. I make them lie down
on a bench or platform, spreading their thighs wide. While checking I have
noted all the features. Most pink in colour, some slightly red, even brown and
few black. Similarly, the lips were thick and thin folded or lined. Their holes
also were not even. Their pubic were plump or flat, revealing or hiding the
inner parts. Thou every woman has a button of flesh at the top of her vagina,
some are hidden, some showing and very few had prominent ones. This mound
called clitoris you can see in me and feel it. Whether prominent or hidden in
its hood the clitoris gives all the pleasure to the woman.”
I looked close and found the mound half hidden in a
hood. When my finger touched it I felt a slight shudder in it. I parted the
hood up and saw the clitoris pushing out. More of the time was spent in my
exploring the parts in front, behind, up and down of my auntie. As she said, I
was familiarising with a female body. “We will not play like this on all days
but only on days you get intense need for it. You signal me at such moments and
I will be ready to continue my lessons.”
For some weeks I tried to get her into bed. But on
some days she was not available due to her work in the zanana. She will not be
at home on many nights. Then I had to resort masturbating. That was not as
satisfactory as the real fuck. Some nights I just press down my dick and go to
sleep. It was during those days I heard rumours that my aunt was one of the
mistresses of the maharaja and that is why she was away from home on several
days. I did not care about those rumours and kept myself away from them.
On a day after our love making she told me: “Dear
mine, I do feel that I am little older to you. I realise that you need company
of girls of your age or younger. But that kind of contact is difficult. You
could always find some younger than me. There are some who would like to seduce
you, if they get familiar. Some others,
you have to seduce. Keep watch and take the pick. Ok.”
DATE WITH L.
Then onwards I was looking at eligible women wishing
to be seduced. It did not take much time. One day while wandering in the palace
grounds, I noticed a well endowed lady. In fact she is familiar to my family
when they were here in city. I remembered her name L. But for long months I never met her or
thought of her. “Aryan dear, I know you
are with auntie. I also know your parents when they were here. How are they nowadays? Do you get regular
communication from them? Please remind them of inquiries of their wellbeing.
Oh, I am L. You remember me? ” I said “I do remember you; it is long time we
met.” I was looking at her and was trying to envisage her assets. Only her
middle between her blouse and sari was visible. Yes, that was smooth and ebony.
I could guess her contours from the little signs that were on view. I liked
her.
I: “Yes, my L auntie, I will surely inform my parents
next time about your inquiries and concerns. Meanwhile, I would like to be of
help to you whenever needed. Let me come to your home so that I become familiar
to your place.”
She: “Yes, I was about to invite you. You please wait
for some time so I will complete my job soon and come out to meet you.” So
saying, she went inside the palace. I waited for long time feeling anxious. But
it was not so long. She was not a regular in the palace. Aunt L came back
within half an hour and we went out together to her house. Since, my own aunt
was not in station, she has gone with the maharaja to some other state, I could
spent more time with L. we walked
instead of taking a vehicle. The time was nearing sun set and cool
breeze was outside. We went on conversing in low tones on the day’s happenings,
both hers and mine. I felt assured that this evening is going to be pleasant.
We came closer while walking. Our shoulders and hands touched. She giggled.
Then she took my hand on hers. By the time we got home it was dark. She opened
the door and we went in.
“Let me find whether there is anything to drink or
eat. Uncle has gone out of station for the present. My two children are at
their grandmother’s for holidays. The maid might have prepared something for
dinner.” She went into the kitchen and brought a plate of snacks, placing it on
the table. “If you want to wash and freshen the bath room is there.” I went in
to wash my hands and legs. As I came out she went in. We sat facing each other
across the dining table, indulging in small talks and also eating the snacks.
“You will have tea or coffee.” I asked
for tea. Again she went to the kitchen and after a few minutes came out with a
pot and cups. The tea was hot and we slowly imbibed it.
She took me around the house and showed the various
conveniences made therein. The house has a very clean and modern bath and
toilet. No there were two of them one accessible from common passage and the
other attached to bedroom. Both were specious enough for two. Back in the main
hall she told me: “You are not going home now? Go only after partaking dinner
with me. You might change into informal and comfortable dress. Take the one you
like from the wardrobe.” She showed me the dresses and selected a simple one to
wear. I changed. “Look into books in the cupboard and read if you like. I will
prepare the dinner.” I went to the library and perused some titles and took one
on sex with illustrations from ancient sculptures. Since, I liked the subject;
I went on reading the explanations on the illustrations. I did not feel the
time, might be an hour or so. At the same time I was mentally mapping the
scenario. Whether I was seducing her or her me? I think it is her seducing me.
But her body is a mystery to me. I was mentally preparing.
She came in to invite me for dinner. She has changed
her dress into a colourful embroidered maxi with front buttons. It seemed light
on her. Her body contours were more in view. The two high mount breasts were
pushing the garment. Her rounded backs undulated while walking. She noticed the
book that I had in hand. “Oh, that book. Your interest is appreciated. I feel
happy. This book is from my father in-law’s collection. I do go through it now
and then. But I never noticed my husband reading it. He is a prude tradition bound.
Don’t mention sex. I fantasise on those sexual poses but did not found an
outlet for my emotions. Now come for a hot dinner. All are ready and on the
table.” She held my hand and to the dining table adjourning the kitchen. Again
we sat facing each other across. I looked at her before I started. She raised
her hands as if to relax. Her breasts made a dance inside the maxi. I noticed
the maxi as very light revealing that her breasts are not confined in a bra. We
made light conversation while having our dinner. At two or three times I was
able to note her rounded and upright busts while she intentionally raised her
hands. After finishing the food she got up and went to get the dessert from the
fridge. From the lights I saw that she was completely naked under the maxi. Her
profile is shown thru the dress. I liked what I saw, waiting it to happen. When
she was coming with the dessert I fancied undressing her there itself. But no,
we shared the dessert. I went and sat on the sofa in the hall. She came and joined
me a little later.
She was too close and touching. She took both my hands
and placed them over her breasts: “Feel
me I am naked all the way, for you. Don’t you like me?” she undid those buttons
parting the robe midway. Two glorious globs were glistening in light. Tight
ebony body was underneath. They had reddish nipples poking at me. “Do what you
like. I don’t think you are a virgin. In this palace grounds no youngster is
virgin. They get their chance to test at least a few holes. Are you?”
I did not reply in words. Instead was feeling her body
after slipping the robe. I fingered in her pubic zone. It was plump covered
with a dense forest of hair. It meant that she is not part of the zenana. She
said: “Let us go to the bedroom. It will be more comfortable.”
We moved. My own dress slipped down. Naked we walked
to the bed. I pushed her onto the bed. She lay down flat. I sat and took her
one nipple between fingers and other in my mouth. Fingers tweaked and mouth
sucked. I went on kissing lower and lower lastly aiming my mouth to the centre
of her vagina. It was a little tickling with dense hair but I parted the folds
and extended my tongue to lick them from side by side in and out. I felt her
clitoris getting sensitive and stood like a button. That was intercourse by
mouth and tongue. The taste was ok with me. There was no smell. L directed me
by sign to mount her from top. Yes, I hovered over her body and slowly lowered
myself. She was holding my penis and guided it to her centre. It plunged in.
without any more prodding I started pulling up and pushing down. The exercise
went faster. Moments, the juice spurted and my member went to rest. I collapsed
on her chest crushing those upright busts. My first success in conquering the
other. I remembered my auntie. For about three years from the first day with
her, I was confining myself to auntie alone thinking that I was not grown
enough. We remained naked and entwined the whole night. There was no repeat
action. I don’t remember when I fell asleep. In the morning I found L already
awake fresh and dressed. She was preparing breakfast. I got up and did cores
and joined her. After a light breakfast she allowed me to go, saying: “I may
not find similar chance may be for long. But I have no regrets for yesterday night.
I feel happy.” I went out changing to my days dress.
GANDHARVA
It was at this time, the elder son of the king was to
get married. The bride was from another state. The marriage was celebrated with
all pomp. As per tradition the bride was brought to the zanana and my aunt was
her guardian. While the marriage was celebrated in the other state the nuptials
were to take place here. The nuptial was to last four days. During those days
the bride was to live in a separate enclosure guarded by maids in waiting. No
male was to come in. The tradition says that the four days wait was to
facilitate the divine gandharvas to deflower the young bride before she is to
fit with the prince. Auntie told me all
the stories from the ancient books and was preparing me to act as gandharva
when the occasion arises, that was much earlier to the decision of the
marriage. The prince was a little elder to me. Since, my auntie was in control
of things in the zenana, she decided that I should be the gandharva to deflower
the princess. She knew that it is only a concept and not real. But she wanted
me to be the first to fuck the young princess to my full satisfaction.
Accordingly, she also prepared the girl to receive me in her bridal chamber.
May be the girl knew of this custom and waited for the gandharva to appear. My
aunt suitably attired me and took me to the zenana thru a narrow path. First
she went in and carefully counselled the girl to expect me a gandharva.
Nearer to midnight, when most of the palace rooms in
dark, auntie ushered me into the bed chamber of the princess. It was dark
inside with a small night lamp. The girl was asleep. I sat beside in bed and
touched her lightly. She did not awake. I fondled her two upright but small
breasts, pressing them in the process. She woke up. “So you are gandharva that
auntie was telling.” She was not embarrassed. “Yes, I am for today. Another
will come tomorrow and then two days the third and fourth. We look same but are
four separate gandharvas. Don’t be scared, I will go after doing my duty.” I
lay down along her. Slowly I removed her slim nightwear. Underneath she was
naked. I slipped out of mine. When my hand touched her crotch there was little
growth of hair, silken. With one hand I massaged her crotch while the other was
playing with her small tits. Moments later her vagina was moister. My own was
stiff enough. I raised myself over her and aimed the prick to her little hole.
The prick encountered resistance. I pushed it down. Lo, it was gone. Then the
action started. I think the tearing of her hymen did not make any difference to
her. Little pleasurable noises were coming out of her throat. After more
minutes, I ejaculated inside her. Pressing her to me I told. “Today’s work is
over. Clean up and sleep again. Wait for next one tomorrow.” I left the room in
dark and reached auntie’s room. She took me back out and sent me home. The next
three I repeated the actions exactly in time and left the girl. I also felt her
enthusiasm to receive me. On my touch she woke up and slipped out of her dress
opening her thighs wide for me to push my dick and fuck her well. I think she
has learned to enjoy sex. Every day, my aunt used to talk to the princess on
her nightly visits from gandharvas. She conveyed that I had done something
great.
CHANCE
From then onwards I actively tried to engage with
palace females. No immediate results. On another evening, I was wandering in
the palace grounds and spotted a maid looking at me for long. She was in a
secluded corner. As if not noticing her, I moved to that corner. She came near:
“Do you like to have some entertainment?” I looked at her in askance. She:
“don’t tell that you have not understood me.”
I did understand what she was proposing, but where? “See that bush.
There is built in bench there and I will be back in an hour or so. You should
wait.” She left. I wandered aimlessly,
towards the gates and back, going round some time. A long time, indeed. It was
getting dark and shadows could not be recognised around. I moved towards the
bush. It had a narrow opening to the other side. More trees. Yes, there was a
bench with marble top. I sat on it. Then I noticed movement from that side. The
maid was coming towards me. “I think we cannot have all the time. You like
front or back? I myself like it from back but I am yours to choose.” Without
any formalities she raised her lower garment and lay down on the bench. My
fingers felt her down and saw that she was closely shaven there. It felt neat
and smooth. I slipped out of my dress and mounted her from top. A few minutes I
had my climax and remained covering her body for some more time. She had a
small towel and with it she wiped mine and her parts. “I am not satisfied.
Could you do it from behind?” she turned up and bent forward her legs spread
eagled. She took a vial. “Here is some butter. You apply it for easy
penetration.” I took the vial and applied it on my dick and on to her asshole.
A little more and pushed it in. Since, mine is long and lean at that time, I
stood behind her and shot it through. The penetration was easy. Holding on her
buttocks I pumped fast and in full force. She was squirming, thrusting behind
on to mine. I opened her blouse and caught her small tits. I pinched and
crushed them hard to inflict pain. She just continued to make pleasurable
noises. I thought that she was not feeling the pain. Thrust and thrust back,
the rhythm continued for while. She was gasping for breath. I did not allow her
move away. Holding her tight I continued my thrusts more forcefully, faster.
Her body lost power and became soft and limp. My dick was working still. Few
minutes longer, I climaxed. Because I was holding her fast to mine the prick
took time to relax. When it was limp, it slid out of her asshole. As I lifted
my hands loosening my hold, she collapsed to the grass, face down. I sat on the
bench and waited for her to recover. She lowly turned over her face facing me.
“I never had fuck like this all my years. For a boy you are superb. Of course,
I will be ready for more sessions but I find time rarely. I would like a
thicker one poking me there. Yours is little thin to my taste but it did its
job efficiently. I also may feel sour in my tits and nipples but that is
pleasure first and pain secondary. Now I must be off.” She got up gathered her
dress and things and left.
I did not accost any maid nor allowed them to do me. I
detested fucking in ones asshole. But later I found a way to satisfy myself and
also them. I got a contraption prepared
where a rounded and smooth wooden stick leather belt to be worn. This I
used whenever I happened to meet a
piece needing ass fuck. Usually I made them stand and bend their heads down to
ground so that their asshole and pussy hole were level to my prick. I first
inserted the wooden prick well lubricated in her ass then my own in her pussy.
Stroking both parts was a little difficult at the first attempts but I
succeeded to control as time went by. Most of the maids congratulated me for
the double fuck. These were very infrequent.
I thought. It is another experience. Since that time I
was able to engage in the palace grounds, maids and others. Some visiting
foreigners took a fancy and wanted me to pacify their sexual appetite. They
were submissive mostly. But a few I found to be violent in their tastes. They
asked to me inflict pain on them. This I disliked and so I have to refuse their
advances. Overall my life took a change to both as a brilliant student in the
college as well as an expert man of sex.
Visit to Rural
Home
During the college vacations, I used visit my parents
in their village home. There were very few other than those forest employees
and families. The horse pen was big in area. Several trainers were taming the
horses there. The head trainer had a mature daughter very much involved in
horse farm. She herself was a good trainer. I got acquainted with her early.
She used to tell me about her working with horses. She was employed as Asst.
Gamekeeper. She was dark and tall with an athletic built. Though well concealed
in her blouse one could envisage the hard contours of her high breasts. At one
stage she said that she is not interested in marriage. She is more fascinated
with the mating of mares and horses. She knew the time when a mare is on heat
and the horse is ready. Her knowledge helped in rearing healthy young ones. She
will feed the young. Most of the day she was in her riding apparel and leather
boots.
During my next visit, I again befriended her for days
hoping to bend her towards having sex with me. “You own a good healthy body and
to keep it away from natural inclinations is not the best. At some future time
you might regret for not giving to your emotions.” She responded: “it is not
that I have no emotions but…” “Then
what? Do you feel something disagreeable
with your body?” I quarried. She hesitated some moments before replying. I
waited. “No I don’t have. When I was a child my family was in the capital. Many
of my neighbours, that include both parents and children, used to tease me for
my skin colour. I rarely played with other children. I deeply felt inferiority
complex. After coming to the farm I spent all my time to strengthen my body and
take care of the horses. I have learned a lot from them. They are natural than
our friends.” I knew what her obsession
is and wished to alleviate it. I said: “As far as I am concerned, you should
not feel that way with me. I care about your emotional needs and not the skin
colour.” “Are you honest?” “Yes, dear I am truthful. I like as you are.
Give me an opportunity.” “What do you
mean?” “Yes, I am in love with
you.” That day we departed without any
further talk on the subject. I thought that I am getting an opening.
HORSE BREED
Next day morning we met at the pen. She was in her
usual uniform and leading a mare towards an enclosure. There were others there.
In the enclosure there stood a robust stud of a horse. She mentioned that both
were in heat. The male was fidgeting in the
enclosure. She released the mare inside. The male sensed the presence of the female
and trotted towards her. Then followed a dance drama between the two. Going around and circling. My friend said: “I
like the two mating. They are not in any hurry. They take their time to
familiarise. Until then they go on. Keep watch.” What she said was correct the horse and mare
went on for about an hour before they became steady. The male sniffed the mares
behind and sniffed its nose. The mare stood and the horse mounted her from
behind. It could be seen that the horse had a huge dick that went straight into
the mare’s vagina. I noticed my friend watching the two with pleasure. It was
showing in her face. It glowed. The male was pumping fast into the female. Time
passed minutes; more minutes. Both animals were breathing heavily. A few
moments later the horse dismounted leaving the mare. She: “look Aryan, how
pleased and happy they look thou tired? This is what I cherish as dear to my
life. Not every day but when this happens I am not in myself. I get absorbed in
their copulation. My own desires are subsumed here.” I responded; “It is the
first time I have seen this. I am thrilled and felt as part of this.” She:
“There are people to take care of the animals and therefore let us move.” Me;
“Now I am sure that you are natural and do feel the sensations and emotions of
a human female. Then why are you denying yourself?” She: “As I told you
yesterday I am concerned about my colour and don’t want to breed more
coloured.” “It is not true progenies of
coloured are same coloured.” She: “Might be but why take the chance? It is my
firm belief and I won’t go back on it.”
“But my dear, you are denying yourself not just any progeny. You are
denying your personality itself. Sexual urge is not a matter only for
conception. It could be satisfying and help build a personality. You are still
young to deny enjoyment in life. Don’t be cross if I say that your staunch
refusal to seek satisfaction of your sexual urges might adversely affect your
own mental faculties in the long run. I hope that I am not offending your
sensibilities.” I was sure that her
defence wall was crumbling.
When we were parting I said: “Please dear you have not
responded to my statements.” A little
later she asked whether we can meet in the evening. I said yes but where? She:
“Today I will be going to our guest house for inspection. You come by about
night fall. I will arrange for our dinner.” I agreed to join her there in the
evening. She has melted. I congratulated myself.
TAMING MARE
As the evening came I carefully prepared to present myself.
In anticipation I took with me a couple of condoms that I reserve for such
occasions. The guest house was a little isolated in the estate. It was already
dark as I approached the house. The place was lighted and a few servants were
seen around. I don’t know whether she sensed my coming, she was there at the
door as I entered. “Welcome to the parlour. Come in and sit down.” She was
wearing a light dress which accentuated her body contours. As I thought her
breasts were high and thrusting from the dress. The v neck showed black rounded
tits in profile. I fell in love with them. When am I going to grab them and
crush? These thoughts were in my mind while following her inside.
She instructed the servants on next things and we
departed. The drinks were working, as we reached her quarters. She offered
something for the road. Inside she made another glass of drink to me alone and
she refrained from taking any. I imbibed it. She: “Aryan dear you can stay with
me here for the night.” Without any more ceremony I grabbed her to me. I kissed
her on her lips, the cheeks, her neck and hands. I undid the buttons of her
dress and unhooked the bra. She was naked in front. Actually those busts need
no bra. They stood firm and upright without support. The dark nipples were more
prominent. I kissed them and sucked. She walked me to her bedroom. There I
pealed her remaining clothes and also mine and divested of them. We tumbled on
the made up bed. She was making small noises while I was caressing her body all
over and massaging it in parts. She whispered: “Aryan, I have no experience, be
gentle with me. I think I am still a virgin. So please be considerate. I know
it might hurt but…Will I get pregnant?” I consoled her that “I will not hasten
things. I will see that you are not hurt. I have taken precaution not to
impregnate you.” I showed her the rubber condoms. “These will prevent
pregnancy.” So saying; I put one onto my penis completely covering it all the
length. I searched for her pubis. Her pubic mound had smooth hairs. I parted
them and inserted a finger in between. If she is still a virgin, I don’t want
to break it with my finger. I would do it properly. Her hole was moist. I
hovered over her and directed my penis to the centre. It slipped but met with
resistance. Yes, she was a virgin. I pushed hard, forced a thrust deep. Lo, my
prick went in while a loud cry escaped from her throat. Then onwards things
went smooth. Thrust and counter trust. The way the horse and mare performed in
the morning. How long the course lasted? Not very clear but we were together
for more time. I on her with her hands closing in my back.
In the middle of the night we awoke and found
ourselves wet with blood. The rubber was holding on to my limp prick full with
semen. When she saw herself with blood she let out a cry. “Bloody.” She got up
gathered the cloths from the bed went to the bath to clean up. I also went to
the bath removed the rubber and deposited it in the bin. I also cleaned up and
got back to bed. She was lying naked and open. I got beside her embracing and
caressing. Pressing her breasts and pinching those rogue nipples. Time passed
but we did not re-enact the show. We went to sleep.
START WITH K
She introduced me to one of her companion in the farm
named K. She was a little elder and a grass widow. He husband had gone out of
the country a few years back. The time
passed without communication for too long.
She has no knowledge of the whereabouts of the man. She was feeling free
and that was how my friend became close to her. My friend confided that my
performance as a man was worth the trouble. She actually said: “See my bhabhi;
Aryan will be fit for you to enjoy with.” This means that she was going back to
the position when she was denying herself. Subtly she was also telling me that
she is not denying my pleasure. I could go on during the stay. We three had
more conversation in the day when we partook a lunch in the guest house. The
elder invited me to visit her at her home that evening. I consented. She said:
“I will prepare dinner for both and we might have some good time
together.”
I reached her house in the evening. She was
engaged in preparing dinner. Some delicious smell was pervading the rooms. She
was in a negligee. She was fair and slim enough for her age. I perceived that
her busts were thrusting but not sagging. Those nipples were pushing the
fabric. She had made very tasty food for dinner. The items were more though the
diners were only two. She did get a bottle of whisky. She did not drink. I
restricted my intake. After the dinner I had a large one to take to the
bedroom. I was nursing mine slowly. She
came in. The garments underneath her negligee were gone and she was naked
inside.
“Why are you formal? Why not get out of those clothes?
I wanted you as complete as myself.” In a jiff her negligee slipped out
exhibiting the glories. I also did follow her but not in a jiff. Both stood
naked for a moment before running into each other. We held together as tight as
possible. Her body felt smooth and resilient. We got into bed, our hands
searching each other’s body parts. Her busts were full in my hands; I made her
squirm by squeezing those, inflicting painful pinches to the nipples. She: “There is no need for ceremonies. I am
already aroused and waiting. Come over and feed my pussy with your stick. I
like strong thrusts just like the couple yesterday. Seeing those couples
yesterday, I also feel that I am missing something.” Though K was hurrying me;
I took my time to feel her all over. Here is one that looked much better than
all the females I had in the past years other than my auntie and L. Now I
wanted to taste her slowly and with care. I took time to feel her all over from
top down. Hugging and kissing her everywhere possible and accessible; her face,
eyes, ears, nose and lips. Coming down her neck to the two mounts with aroused
nipples. Ah, ha. The joy of touching, pressing, pinching and caressing! I
remembered a Sanskrit sloka describing those very acts. An allegory?
Padmendeevara Kunda champaka japa
Jaatishu jata spriham,
Kreeda kanjana shaila moola shikhara-
Arohavarohaalasam;
Madhyepraskalitam kramena vishame
Magnam saromandale,
Paryante pulinasya kanda kadalee mole
Mano Muhyathy:
(The mind was
searching the source of fragrant smell of the flowers: Her face is compared to
Lotus; eyes to night lotus for being long; teeth to Kunda; two cheeks to Champaka; ears to Japa and nose to Jathi
flower. The golden play hills are the tout busts. It is tiring the mind
ascending and descending those hills from their bottom to top and down again.
Being tired it stumbles on its way and slowly sunk into a deep pool i.e. her
deep naval. Then the mind reaches a grassy turf i.e. the hairy pubis on the
side before plunging into crack of two banana stems i.e. the vaginal hole
between her thighs.)
She was experiencing repeated orgasm urging me enter
without anymore formality. I mounted her from top, caught her busts and aimed
my john at her centre. One thrust it went in deep. Her’s was not a loose
hole. As I started fucking fast my dick
was feeling tightness around. I thought she has an active muscle there. As the
act progressed she started having spam after spam. She fell exhausted and
grasping for breath. My dick was still inside tight going up and down. At last
I climaxed with lot of sperm spilled out.
We were lying side by side catching for our breath to
come normal. It took some time while my hands were all over her. At last I
reached for her private parts down. The mound was flat with smooth hairs,
silken to touch. Here my finger touched on a metal like object. I was curious.
I got up and looked the spot. Yes, it was a ring hooked across the hood on her
clitoris. This made her clitoris exposed and the pendent fixed in the ring
clinging on it. I touched it again. She said: “Oh, dear you seems to be a
stranger to this. Many here have such ornaments, on them. Men also have them.
It just like piercing your ears, nose and navel. Some pierce their nipples to
put on hoods, caps, rings and studs. While women adorn their vagina; men do the
same on their dicks.” She told me more about these piercing. She: “When you thrust and your
pubis hammers on my mound I feel in the seventh heaven since the ring rubs on
my clitoris with the pendent. I don’t have a man in bed so I use the ring to
stimulate the clitoris and thus enjoy a good fuck.” On that night I fucked her
for second time. We fell asleep.
APADRAVYA
Next day she took me to a lady of her, a little senior
in age, by name V, an expert in body piercing. She could do an Apadravya on
men, as practiced in the ancient days of Kamasutra. K introduced me as her
cousin who is residing in the capital. She told me to show my prick to V. I
opened the fly and placed mine on to the table. It was limp. She took in her
hands and shook a little. It was getting tight and erect. She said: “Yours is
not mature enough, still good at satisfying a woman.” We talked about various
forms of piercing. “Many men go for vertical piercing and a stud. You are
really special. I would suggest that you go for double piercing, that is one
vertical on the head and one horizontal behind gland. Later you could wear a
ring on it.” She showed us the studs from thin to thick. “Unlike a nose or ear
the gland is thick and fleshy and could hold thicker studs but not immediately.
As the wound heals we will change the stud to thicker ones. Since, your stay
here is short; I will do both piercing
at the same time.” V asked us to wait
for an hour or so while she will prepare the table or piercing. K gave me more
information on the ornamentation of body parts.
Both self and K together wandered around the estate
discussing the working there. She volunteered information about her colleague.
According to her version the later is frustrated with life because of her dark
skin. So far no one has offered marriage on hand. Even if someone came forward
she will not agree. Her reasoning is
that her children might be black and experience the same discrimination and
trauma as she herself. When we came back to the place V was ready with all
equipments and implements. I undressed and stood along the table while V took an anti-sceptic gel and
anointed the prick the whole length. I was made to sit on a chair with a hollow on the seat. When I sat my testicles
went down. My prick remained limp. Slowly the sensation was fading. In another
few minutes I felt as having lost my prick. It seemed as dead. V wiped the gel
and marked the point on top and sides to be pierced. The needle used was
similar to injection needle but covered with a hollow copper tube. She asked me
to close my eyes and take a deep breath. One, two, three. I felt no sensation
of the needle nor did I feel any pain. When she asked me to open my eyes and
see her work, the copper tube was in place studded from both ends. There was
blood on the glans and the cloth. V stuck a bandage to cover the area. She
applied more gel. Once again I was asked to shut my eyes and take deep breath.
1, 2, 3. When I opened my eyes the second
stud was in place across. But there was more blood. V was telling that all went
well. The bleeding was minimal. Both wounds got bandaged. She advised not to
strain for urination. “Let it have its slow course. If there was more blood;
use the bandages.” She handed some pack of bandages to K. V cautioned me saying
that “there might be some difficulty in urinating for a few days. You might
find urine passing out through several orifices that will be natural. The
apadravya fitted goes through the urinal passage and parts it into two. Then
there are the two openings for the stud through. But through time you will get
used to some change in urinal spray. Only take care to sit ad urinate at least
till the final fittings made and when you are comfortable to stand make it.” We
rested in V’s room for more than half hour before moving from there. V once
again checked for any sign but found nothing. “Dear K, take care for a few
days. That mean, no intercourse until I check up again. If there is no blood,
you might change the bandage after cleaning the penis in warm water for some
minutes at a time. Turn the studs round and round a couple of times, before
bandaging again. The healing may take more time but the blood will stop in a
few days. Then bandaging is not compulsory. However, come after ten days.” I
paid her for the services. She said good-bye to us.
It was difficult to go on denying oneself when a
desirable object is near at hand and also ready to reciprocate. K took a lot of
care and I rarely went to my parents. Responsibilities of checking the bandages
three times a day and bathing were taken over by K. Though it was not welcome I
had to keep control on myself. Somehow ten days passed. Both K. and I visited
V’s place. She was expecting us. I was spread eagled on the table and she
inspected the wounds. She: “You are catching fast. I am glad to note that the
wounds are healing and seem normal. Now I will change the studs to thick ones.”
After anointing with an anaesthetic gel and waiting for half an hour, she
unscrewed the stud and took a thick one. This was inserted in place of the
earlier ones. I felt only a pricking sensation and nothing. When I looked there
I got thrilled with their view. The
studs were more prominent looking. V told us to wait one more week and come
back.
One more horrible week! Occasionally I was getting
erection and regretted going for the piercing. One more week and then, I have
to go back to the city. The operation may not be complete by then. On the last
night of the week, K checked on the condition of the penis. There was no blood
or inflammation on the gland. On the other it looked fit. K handled the prick
to find whether I had any pain. But nothing. “Aryan dear, when we go to V
tomorrow I am sure that she will try the first fuck with your ornamented prick.
Rather I would like to be fucked first with your adorned dick.” So saying she divested of her clothes and lay
naked on bed. Mine was getting up before I slipped off from my dress. It was a
show. My raised prick was shining with the two studs across. K made a little
play and I felt the stud getting tight. K said: “Aryan. Don’t rush and get
hurt. Take your time to go in. I am opening wide enough for you not to get
hurt.” She spread her thighs wide when I went over and slowly lowered on to
her. Her hand guided the entry perfectly. In the first push I felt a little
pain on the gland, but no obstruction and it glided down nicely. Then I started
fucking her with slow strokes. “Don’t hasten. I am enjoying it. A slow stroke
is a new experience. Don’t you like this my dear?” “Oh, K I want to go fast.” I quickened my
strokes. A little pain was surfacing. I thrust with force. My juice spurted.
The pain remained for more time even after the prick was limp and slipped out
of the vagina. I did not show the pain in my face. Thereafter we slept for the
full night.
ADORNED
Next day K had to go to office to attend certain
urgent business. While going she said. “Remember what I told you
yesterday.” I went to V’s place in the
early afternoon. She gladly received me and enquired about K. she did not wait
for an explanation. She took me to the operating room. I lay down on the table
undressing. She inspected my penis and said: “The progress so far is good. Now
there might not be any problem for you to go back. Now I will change these
studs for medium ones. Also I will give you a pair from the top. As I told you
earlier immerse the prick in hot water two – three times a day for about a
fortnight and then change the studs with the new ones. There is a ring to go
with the second stud. Start using it only when the girth of your prick goes up.
It may take some time. Your body is still growing and the prick as well. Then
the growth will stop. Come back at that time. You could select the suitable and
attractive ornament.” She handed those
for me to look at. The studs had large but smoothly engraved heads. By this
time the anaesthetic applied earlier worked out. She unscrewed the studs on me
and pulled them out. There was no residue of any blood or fibre on them. She
took the new studs and pushed one slowly in place and screwed it tight. Then
the second was put in place.
“Now you are adorned with the best available with me.
You could get fresh ones made if so wished. But for the present this has
attraction for me.” She was caressing me down the naked torso. My dick has raised its head high in the air.
She looked at and fondled. “Yes my dear the last ritual to be completed. I will
enjoy the first fuck with these studs. I will lie down and you stand up fuck
me. She lay down on the table, naked from waste down, as I got up from there.
At the edge she spread her legs apart widening the crack between her thighs. My
dick ready I pushed the studded head into her. It did go smoothly. She: “If you
feel pain go slow. Otherwise I like a fast one with full force.” The effect of
the anaesthetic continued and I was able to use forceful thrusts for a long
moment. Though I was pumping, I felt no
usual sensations there. So the time took was long. At last my prick spurted its
juice in abundance on to her. She: “I am extremely pleased with your exercise.
This will also help you to feel fully enforced. I envy those who will enjoy
with you in future. But when you come next time have a heart to remember me
also.” After some more talks I left her place to come to K’s house by evening.
She has not yet come from office. I arranged myself presentable while waiting
for her to come.
FULL FIGHT
She came a little late. The first information she
sought was on her prediction. I told her that she was right. “V did not play
with words. She was straight. She enjoyed a very long fuck. I did not feel the
same because of the anaesthetic. I would have liked it without. K asked me to
show her the new ornaments. I opened my fly and brought the dick forward for
her to see. She fondled lightly. “I want to feel the same. So you apply the
anaesthetic before we go to bed.” We took our dinner together with small talks
in between. When everything was cleared we got in bedroom. I was naked and
handed the anaesthetic tube on her hand. “Now apply.” She took it and squeezed
some on to my dick spreading it all over. She also became naked. She went to
the bath and cleaned and freshened up. I followed. In the bath room I gently
wiped myself. The sensation was not there as if I lost my prick. I was back in
the bedroom. K was in bed her legs open and the cunt showing. “What is your feeling?” “I don’t feel anything. I don’t have a prick
now.” I responded. “Yes, that is what I want. There is no need for any ceremony
if you are ready. Mine was in full profile the studs shining on its head. I
moved over to her. She caught and guided me into her. She was telling: “With
your studs in, my opening feels it tight. Push it down, my dear Aryan, all the
way and deep. Yes, that is it. Now my cunt is full.” It was a long haul. I had no sensation of
making sex. I was just going up and down. From her face I could gauge that she
is enjoying thoroughly. Spam after spam. Her whole body was shaking now and
again. At last she opened her mouth but no noise. Breath was coming fast. She
was almost unconscious of what is happening to her. I stopped pumping to let
her regain. A few minutes later and she woke up. “Oh. Dear!! I never had this kind of
experience. All the way I went to heaven and never wanted to come back. You
stopped and I am awaked.” She felt my dick still tight in her. “You are still
there? I wonder.” I started pumping again. She: “Oh. This is sufficient for the
time. My whole inside will be sore if you continue.” “I am near to ejaculate. Just bear with me.”
A few more strokes and my juice spurted filling her inside. My prick has not
completely got back its life. I felt dead tired. We were flat on our backs, she
still wide open. I don’t know when we
fell asleep. Not before long.
It was still dark and too early when we awoke. The
light was bright we were all smiles. Numbness in my dick is gone. I said: “Dear
K, you enjoyed but not me. Now I would like to have my share. Are you ready? Or
go and get ready.” She got up and went to the bathroom, came back completely
fresh. Then I went and freshened myself. Back in bedroom, we tightly embraced
each other. “My inner is sore; still I want you to fuck me to your heart’s
content. I will regret if I miss this opportunity. The soreness will vanish but
this day will not come again”. Now it was a conscious act. Yes to fuck her
again. We started slow went on and on. Sometime later I ejaculated in her. We
felt peace engulfing us. One more nap before morning.
No more running around before I departed to city. I
aimed at getting healed much earlier and therefore followed the routine advised
by V. in the city I was disappointed to know that my aunt has gone along with
the Rajmata on long pilgrimage to
Himalayan region. I wanted to share with her my new adornments, confide in her
all. I tried to find L. she was in the midst of her family members all the
time. Earlier also it was like that but I had my own auntie to take into bed.
Still there were days when L will find excuses to visit me during some
afternoon and offer her pussy to me to fuck. Yes, they were surreptitious
meetings but we both enjoyed them. A month has gone since my arrival at home in
the city. I felt my piercing healed and ready for next clip. So one day I took
up the studs given by V and removed the ones that were in. After lubricating
the spots and the studs, I inserted them one by one in place. They had thick
shafts and heavy heads smoothly turned out. I looked at myself and also in the
mirror. It looked beautiful. Who is going to be the first to taste and savour
it? I wanted my auntie to be the first but L also. But one is away and the
other is not available yet. I never wanted to try it with any maids or
strangers in the palace. I treasured my treasure for the two only.
Another month is gone. Two months of abstinence from
any sex. I was feeling depressed. At one desperate moment I even thought of
mounting the old hag coming daily to clean up the place. Yes, she is not a
desirable woman with almost weathered skin. Two loose bags for busts. How her
pussy down would like be? My studs may not penetrate and even if done I might
even get sore. So I did not attempt it. Suddenly one day news came that the
pilgrimage party is back. Still auntie did not appear at home for a week more.
She was in the palace putting everything in place, for the benefit of
Rajmata.
My aunt came in the evening. The house was cleaned by
day and the hag has prepared some food in the night for me. Since, auntie came
unexpectedly, she engaged in preparing some fresh dishes. “Dear Aryan, what is
the news from your end? How are my brother, bhabi and nieces and nephews? I
don’t know who else is there since I never visited the place even once. You should enlighten me.”
I narrated much of that I observed and people met. My
fried the horse trainer, K my temporary host and V the expert. I explained in
detail how the mating of the horse and mare was arranged and how they went
about it. I used some racy language to convey the feeling of the two. She urged
me to go on but I refrained from telling about my own adornment. I also
conveyed my depressed state in forcible abstinence from sex that I deserved
always. She asked me about L. I told her the fact that during the whole two
months I was not able contact her though I did announce my arrival by going to
her at home. Auntie regretted the situation faced. She said: “I am here for you
now.”
Now it was her turn to give me her experiences on
pilgrimage. She informed me the places visited and the travails of the journey.
She also felt deprived of her sexual needs. She: “My dear Aryan, I felt a lot that
you were not with me. I have heard from people who know that I might meet
certain sadhus, who practice sacred sex. Also some Tantrics. Yes, they were
very much there and available. They say that some babas could go on fucking for
a full night as part of the sacred ritual. I think I should take a holiday and
visit those. But I did not get any opportunity to experiment with them. The
security was so rigid that going out at night well nay impossible. So I was
eagerly waiting to reach back home.
We had our dinner. She was in a hurry and changed to
casual and went to bedroom signalling me to follow. I did. She was naked in
bed. I went over, divested my dress, lay over her face down. Since, my foreskin
was closed over the studded gland she did not perceive them. That was what I
wanted, to surprise her. Whether she will know the difference? I touched its
tip onto her entrance. A forceful push and it went in all the way. I went on
vigorously pulling and pushing fast faster. Her moan was audible. I also felt
the same joy. Two months abstinence has given the act a special quality. When
it was over, we both fell flat exhausted. We remained silent for more time. She
slid towards me and said: “Aryan, I felt something different today. Might be
due to the long abstinence or.”
I got up brought my penis to her close view. It was
limp and the studs dangled loose. She looked. “So this is what is new. I have heard about it but did not give it a
serious thought. Really the experience is unique.” I told her all about how it
happened. “My dear, I wanted you to be
the first and it happened so. These studs are third. I had not used them up to
now thou they are one month old. I waited for you. Both K and V also had the
experience, when those studs were thinner. You are the first one to savour it
in original.” We had a second debut
before we slept.
My sexual exploits were restricted during the next
three years as I gave all my time and concentration to complete my graduation
and post graduation. Not that I denied it. My auntie was there whenever I felt
like having a good fuck. At rare occasions L came to me for her quota once in
two months or so. She was surprised to feel my adornment inside on the first
time. I had to explain all this. She was the second to learn. From that time onwards
she was very eager to find time to get to me for a satisfying fuck. But she was
too busy to take time off from home because of the presence of her husband and
children.
During the next two vacations I did not go to my
parents because they were also vacationing somewhere else. I realised that my
natural growth stopped at that age and I felt my body perfect. My prick has
grown and the two studs had to be replaced. I measured the correct size and
ordered a jeweller to prepare a pair with bigger and smoothly engraved heads.
Compared to what I was wearing; these looked too big. I told my aunt also about
this and she was amazed to see and feel them. On the first night on wearing the
new studs we indulged in prolonged foreplay, like kissing and sucking all over
our bodies. When the session started we were too high in emotional mount. Both
made hard hitting thrusts finally collapsing together. She asked for one more when we awoke in the
small hours of morning. The experience was too delicious to describe in words.
We entwined our bodies and lay till the light in morning.
My member has grown to a sizable length and
girth. When erect its head looked like a closed fist with four prominent stud
heads, on two long shafts. Many of my mistresses got scared when they saw my
fully erect dick. During intercourse the studs
rubbed their clitoris imparting a double digit pleasure that they could
not bear. Most of them collapsed at the first fuck itself. Other wanted more. I
allowed a second course on very specific cases only.
TIGER MOUTH
On next vacation I went to my parents
place. I found the place as it was but for some new houses mostly departmental.
At the first opportunity I met V at her home. There was no sign of her aging.
She was in good health and cheer. We greeted each other held informal
conversation. At one stage she mentioned that she had something special for me
from her ancestral treasure. She took me to her bedroom and opened a cupboard.
From there she took a box out to the table. On the table she opened the box. It
had a large, wide and shining ring. “This is waiting for you. I think this will
fit perfect. This belonged to my grandfather. He was a tall hefty fellow. He
was wearing it for years and fucked a lot of ladies, not only here but in the
city as well.” So saying she took the ring; for me to view. It was thick and
moulded like wide open jaw of a tiger. Inside it was too smooth. “Now show me how you have grown up. I will
make if any alteration is needed.” I stretched on the table leaving my under
garments down. She took my dick on hand. “It looks like an innocent and calm
that it will not hurt anyone. How many cunts you have seen since, my fitting
the studs? Must be in large numbers? Today I will adorn you with a king size
one. Not even a nymphomaniac will leave unsatisfied.” My dick was hard and erect. She loosened the
second stud below the gland and pushed the ring down with some lubrication. The
ring had two side holes through which the stud was to be fixed.” She asked me
to look at myself. I did and I was amazed at the fit. Yes, I am sure it will
never fail to satisfy any deep cunt. V said: “Last time K out did me that she
owned to me later. This time I will be the first to taste this.”
She made me follow her to the bedroom.
There we undressed in front of the other. On to the bed. She spread her thighs
wide for my ornamented penis to penetrate her. Thou the tiger mouth was open it
had one full with the penis head in. she guided it to smugly enter her orifice.
I felt it scratching her inner lips and slide down. Who experienced the most
pleasure from the devise; I don’t know but the moans and the glow in her face
expressed all. It took few more minutes to fall in climax. She: “Now I know how
my granddad conquered a lot of pussies. Nobody resist from asking more. They would
never forget and deny it second time when opportune.” She and freshened up
before parting. “Don’t hesitate to come back whenever you wish.” That day I
went home to sleep.
IMAGES
I sought the horse trainer next. My
curiosity was about her discovering anything new on the horses. She was too
busy to spare her time for me at first but she did.
I met her in her private
room. She welcomed me with pleasure. We talked for long mainly about new breed
of horses reared there. I said: “My dear, last time you were telling me about
how you used to imagine yourself in place of the mare, while they were mating.
Are you still imaging it?” She: “No more
imaginations. I have found the way to be the one.” She extensively explained
how she found more about the male behaviour, how he senses the readiness of the
female and the time for mating. It was fascinating to know scientific
observations made by non-scientific persons. At last she came to the answer.
“The male finds from sniffing at female urine that she is fit. Then he
prepares.” Come tomorrow and see what I do in private to gratify my desires.” I
felt puzzled and curious. The wait was long.
Early morning next she came collected me to
follow her. We reached a secluded part of the pen where a mare was fidgeting
around. There was specially prepared ramp. A young horse stood in another
covered area. She went to the mare and induced her to pass urine that was
collected in a pot. She took the mare to another covered spot. She allowed the
horse to come there. She removed her undergarments moved up her corset and went
to sit on the ramp. She spread her thighs wide showing her opening to the
space. She slowly poured the collected urine on her cunt. The ramp had a devise
to secure her upper body that was moved over. Now I could see her pink pussy.
The horse came around sniffing. He sniffed at her pussy more than once, may be
to make sure. She caressed the horse several minutes. Then I saw the horse
raising its forelegs and aiming its erect penis to the source of urine smell.
It was too big, too rigid and long. Her hand caught and guided directly to her
pussy entrance. It went with force. How deep? It started pumping fast and that
lasted more than fifteen minutes. The horse gasped and slid down from the ramp.
Slowly its prick withdrew into its underbelly. I did not notice the trainer
dismounting from the ramp but she was there before me all dressed and beaming
with joy. She: “See how I have grown up. This is my achievement, my own for my
own enjoyment and happiness. I need no men including you. No one could attain
this intimacy and understanding with the horse and mare without years of mutual
encounters. I am too satisfied. First I never thought that I could succeed but
perseverance and patience paid.”
I did not utter a word in response. I was
thinking about the stupendous effort expended to get a desired result. It means
that human beings could do a lot of things even not in nature. Though I am not
a witness, I have heard about girls, women experimenting with male dogs. There
are some stories when one or other got trapped and needed outside help to
separate them. I have not read any literature on the subject. These were my
thoughts at the time.
DIFFERENT VENTURES
I did not venture out for some more days. K
was out of the place for some time and expected only in about a month. I don’t
want her to know my new treasure and I am reserving it to my dearest aunt next.
So K should be satisfied with what she gets. I had only a month and half to
complete my vacation. So no sex for a month. V never asked me to come back and
she knows that K is out for another month. The trainer doesn’t want any because
she is fully satisfied with what she had. I accepted my fate bravely. I will
wait. On one day early morning I was just wandering aimlessly in the periphery
of the estate as part of a morning walk. I felt some movement in a secluded
grove. Curiosity took me there. Inside the grove a middle aged man was
straddling a she goat. He did not see me. He was naked in his lower half and
his prick was going in and out in the goat’s vagina. I thought he was enjoying
it. I moved back from there. Might be the man is indulging in a harmless
pursuit of his sexual urge. That man came out of the grove sometime later
leading the she goat. This is a new knowledge and it doesn’t hurt. More days
passed without any new encounter to report.
I came to know K’s arrival. When I went to
meet her there was another man in the house. She introduced him as her cousin.
“He will be here for three days. He is on his way to certain official duties
and just stopped here to see me after a long time. From his behaviour I could
visualise that it is not a casual visit. He may be a cousin but for the time
being he is more than that. I am sure that she has not denied herself the
opportunity to get fucked by her cousin. It also meant that my turn could come
only after three more days. I visited her on the three days either at lunch or
evening. My observations confirmed that she is enjoying her sex life. I don’t
feel envy or jealous because of the fact I will be here only for another week
and I will have my share.
LAST AND BEGENNING
I went to K’s house on the day of departure
in the morning. We had a good lunch prepared by K. after lunch he packed the
luggage, called for a vehicle and left, taking leave of both. K said: “I am
dead tired after a long journey and no rest for the last four days. Tomorrow I
shall have to join office and don’t know what are the jobs waiting to be
attended. Dear Aryan, please excuse me.” I said good bye and came out. One more day of abstinence. What a fate? I
did not pursue her on next day. Only one week left and I do not know whether I
will get the days free. On the third day I casually happened to visit the
office. K was in her room. Wishing her good day I entered. She was glad to
receive me. “I was expecting you to call yesterday. Were you engaged
otherwise?” “No I just felt lazy.” She: “I thought that you have found an
alternate one. Tell me the truth.” No, my K. I did not go finding one but you.
For one and half months I am waiting for you alone.” She: “Oh. I am so sorry that I was away when
you arrived here. But I was not in the know that you have plans to come. You
did not turn up during the earlier three vacations.” “Let us catch up with whatever is left. I am
coming today evening.”
She welcomed me with full smiling face.
Dinner was ready early and we had it completed leisurely. We were talking for a
long time before entering the bedroom. Consciously or not we were stark naked
while approaching the bed. I was not wearing the tiger head on my penise. That
I kept reserved for my dear auntie to taste before any other. I lay on my back and she came over me widely
spacing her thighs. The aperture aimed at right on my stiff erect dick. I did
not see the jewel over her clitoris. I groped for it to tweet while her hand
was on my member. “Oh. Good you have
those studs in place. I could feel them. I removed mine when my cousin was here
and fucking me. He need not know. But I
forgot to put on for you. Wait a little. I will put it in place.” Saying this
she moved to the cupboard to collect the ring and fix it in place. Unconsciously
she was proclaiming her infidelity to me. But it would be dishonest to cite it
against her. Just take her as it is. That is my view. There is no room for
selective morality. Before starting her up and down exercise she turned around
her back to me. She lightly bent her torso and started the up and down turn. I
had nothing to do not even holding her tits. This is the first time anyone
disabled me in doing my duty. But I relaxed and savoured the experience. My
dick was stiff enough to keep her
hoisted some more minutes. She moaned and gasped. As mine ejaculated she was
down. After a time; she disengaged and got up. She brought her wet pussy to my
face and pressed it onto my mouth. I licked my own cum mixed with her juice.
His was another experience that I am grateful to K.
She took a towel and wiped my mouth and her
own pussy. “I will get my ring and you fix it properly. Then we could go for
the second course.” She went and took
the ring from the cupboard. She gave it me to fix on her. As she lay on bed
spread eagled I spotted the dent on her mound and slowly inserted the ring. It
had a separate head to screw up. I did it.
Then another bout. Both sitting and facing
each other. We slid closer and the dick went into her cunt hole. Both had to be
active to enjoy the bout. In fact we supported ourselves on our hands, both
bottoms raised; for action and reaction. It lasted until our palms felt pain.
We dismounted and resorted to old regular position to complete the
fucking. We fell fast asleep while close
and entwined together. Before the morning lights we had one more normal
session. Unfortunately I found no time
to meet her during the next days. Only one night left. It will not proper to
leave without holding a full session.
I hasten with my packing in the day itself
and went to meet K at her home in the evening. Since, she was not expecting she
did not prepare for a dinner. But she welcomed me with both hands closing them
around me. She: “Please wait and I will be ready with dinner in few minutes.
She went to the kitchen. I also followed her there. We both together started to
prepare the dishes. Meanwhile we were over one another came and sat down to eat
our dinner. We did not hurry but eat slow. We were looking at each other’s
profile and appreciated it. Few moments later we finished the dinner and went
for freshening up. In the bedroom I was naked and waited or K. she came with
her flimsy night dress on. She sat beside me and indulged in a prolonged
foreplay, caressing, kissing, licking and sucking. She licked and sucked my
nipples and penis. I kissed licked and sucked her nipples and tits. All the
time my dick was high and stiff and her cunt was oozing wet. It was big time.
She on top impaled on my long shaft. She was smiling in extreme pleasure. We
both thrust on each other highlighting our hold. I had her thrusting busts on
hands squeezing them as the feeling of pleasure heightened. A little longer she
collapsed on my chest crushing those tits. I enclosed her in my hands tight.
She: “Aryan dear, I will cherish these two
days when you are away. Yes, I had debuts with, not many but a varied samples.
I started to seek enjoyment too late. When I met you for the first time, I had
only a couple of encounters with my cousin, whom you met this time. My first
experience was with him after years of abstinence due the missing husband. My
cousin gave me confidence in myself to go ahead and fulfil my desires. He has
his family and children in the city. His profession allows
him to travel to many cities but not remote places like here. But every year he
makes it point to come to me and stay for two three days. This year he was late
in coming. So it coincided and interfered with our rendezvous. I do want you
come again for more days.”
My response: “My dear K. I am happy to hear
all these from. Your frankness encourages me. I feel that you are genuinely
interested in me. I confide in you that you made me a man to act as man. Your
contribution to enlighten me on sex is priceless. Without your example and
assurance I would not have gone for the apadravya and ornamentation. Today I
feel that I could conquer any woman. But I will be selective, just as you are.
I will try to come back occasionally so that we could renew our close relation.
I am going tomorrow morning and therefore need to take leave
of you now.” We changed to usual cloths. Before getting out of the house I
embraced her tight, kissed her on the lips for long. I again hugged her close
and massaged her busts. She was almost in tears with emotion.
BACK TO CITY
The next day morning I started back to the
city. Now I am grown up. I refused to go after just any pussy but became very
selective. One could get many of the palace ladies just by a signal but I have
outgrown them. My pick is my own auntie and then L in the city. In the village
it could be K. There in city my auntie was waiting to receive me to her heart.
But she was in the zenana on the next three days on certain festival reasons. She came home on
fourth day dead tired. There was a new maid at home to help in house work not
that old as the earlier one. When auntie came home she conveyed that she would
rather rest for the full day and also night. The maid was asked to prepare our
dinner before she left. Auntie rested in bed for the full the full day except
for taking lunch. In the evening she rose and came in the hall and joined to
view the TV. She started conversing on matters in the palace and the festival.
She: “It was too tiring to be responsible for too many things. I am sorry for
not being at home when you arrived. My dear Aryan you should excuse me for
today as well. I hope to be well and fit by tomorrow.”
After our dinner and sitting and talking
for some time she got up. I also got up ready to go to my bedroom. “You come
with me to my room. Hold me cuddle me so that I get a good and deep sleep. I
will feel fresh in the morning with you. Sleep with me.” I complied. She
changed to a light dress and I followed. Side by side I held her close to heart
and kissed her face. She closed her eyes. Within moments she was asleep. Yes,
she was too tired, too stressed to keep conversing. Slowly I followed her. When I awoke in the middle
of night she was fast asleep in my hold. I slowly disengaged from her went to
the bath. I came back and slid be side holding her onto me. When I awoke in the
morning she was still deep in sleep. I cradled her holding tight. Another hour
or so till sunlight was coming in. she opened he eyes. “So, it is already morning?
I slept unusually long, isn’t Aryan? I
feel fine. You take your time. I will get ready.”
Morning ablutions over as in past we both
met at the dining table. She got me some tea for us. Then the time passed.
Breakfast time we had it together. I had to
go out until lunch time. Auntie wished me good and said: “Remember to be
back for lunch.” However, I was a little late in coming back and she was
waiting with food spread on the table. We had a hearty meal. After clearing we
sat down on the sofa next to each other. “Dear Aryan, I feel rejuvenated in
last night rest. I have to thank you for holding me all night and even later.”
We were holding each other. “You have not told me about meeting V in village.
What did she advice on your sex life and ornamentation?” I told her about it in full. V’s gifting her
ancestor’s heirloom and her insistence to taste it first. Auntie asked me to
show the piece. I got up and got the ring and handed to her. She looked at it
with astonishment. “What a ring? I never thought of this thou I knew about the
studs. It looks as a big tiger’s open mouth. It was for gifting this ring that
V made you to pierce horizontally behind the gland. Does it cover the
apadravya? I think so. Or does it interfere? Did you like it? Did you enjoy
with her? I am eager to know and experience it myself.”
I stood near the table, my fly open. “Now
you could see what it looks like when fitted. I place the prick on the table to
her view. It was asleep. I unscrewed the stud behind my gland and took it out.
I placed the tiger mouth on to the gland. It had holes on both sides. I pushed
the stud from one end. It went thru to the gland opening and reached the other
end. The stud that was removed earlier was screwed again onto this end. It was
loose on the head. “It seems big for you Aryan.” I said: “No my dear. When at V’s I felt it
tight enough. The apadravya did not interfere with it. The tightness doubled my
sensitivity.” By this time my prick was fully erect and raised its head high.
It was wearing a king’s headgear. She held it on her hands, felt its girth. She
was pleased and it showed her look. “I think that with this equipment you will
be conquering all. Nobody will go unsatisfied if known.” I said: “My dear, I
don’t want go hunting for prey. I have you and I will be happy to please you.
My stay at the village made me reflect on this deeply. I have come to the
conclusion that as long as my dear aunt is available I should not seek anyone
else. If at all that should be a selected one. You gave me the first taste of a
virgin by making the gandharva, which I will never forget. May be another
desirable virgin? But I am sceptical on it. The times change.” She: “I am with you on this. But variety is
the spice of life. You should not hold back when an offer comes. That is not
man like.” We retired for the rest of the day in our rooms.
We were in the bedroom right after dinner.
Our foreplay was slow. Undressing itself took time. We eyed each other on each move. It was
exciting enough. One by one our cloths found their ground. We climbed on the
naked from opposite sides. The view of our bodies in the mirror enhanced our
emotion. We tumbled on the bed. Before long we were clutching each other tight
kissing and cuddling. In the process she turned her head to my groin and caught
the gland with the tiger head, kissed it and closed her mouth around the head.
She sucked it for some time. As it got fully erect she was not able hold the
head in her mouth. “Your john is ready, so am I.” She again turned and lay spread eagled. I
rose up over her. I felt her vagina and found it moist enough to insert the
tiger head. As per V it should be moistened with lubricant to insert it easily
into the pussy. I pointed the head onto the centre and inserted. It went in
with the moan coming out from her throat. “It feels tight. You go ahead. I am
happy to taste the new.” I went on
pumping and her moan went on increasing. She was thrusting up as I pushed. More
minutes and in between how many orgasms she experience could not be counted;
multiple orgasms. Her eyes were closed and face looked delighted. I spent all force with last thrust. My juice
poured out in her. I slid on her body. I stayed like that a few moments till my
dick slipped out. Then I turned to her side and held her tight. I started
caressing her busts and nipples until she awoke to the stimulations.
“I cannot stand for a second. Let us sleep
and regain our composure.” She turned and pressed her chest against mine. When
did we go to sleep? Not clear. When we awoke it was already near morning. She
wanted one fuck before getting up. She motioned me. I again tested her vagina
for moister but found it less. I got up and put my mouth to her pussy and
moistening it thoroughly with ample saliva. I topped over her and pushed my prick
in the hole. Saliva is good lubricant. This time out tussle lasted more minutes
with her experiencing multiple orgasms until I ejaculated in her. We slide on
our sides and savoured the pleasurable experience for some more time. It was
time to rise.
Next couple of days we repeated the scene
to savour more of the same. We were experiencing the merit of wearing the tiger
head. It was pervasive. She said that much and more about the head. There were
more days when we had no intercourse at all not because of no desire but to be
practical. No tension and no strain. However, I wanted L to know about and experience
the new outfit on me. It was long time since I visited L. In one of the
evenings auntie enquired about L saying “She is my best friend and I would like
share my experience with roaring tiger head.” I responded “yes, I also would
like her to know ad feel it in her but I did not get time to contact her nor
did she came.” Auntie continued “I was thinking of having a threesome an image
us three i the act. I have heard about such acts in the palace where the
females out number males. Some did talk on this to me. I shrugged off and did
not wait for any details. Now the thought came to my mind about calling L to
join. Aarya, why don’t you take some time from college and meet L on an
afternoon?” i said “Most of the days I am in the class. Also there is o certainty
of meeting her on such a day. I will take a chance before the weekend.” Our conversation
was on a Sunday.
On next Thursday I found time in the afternoon
to be at the door of L’s home. I pushed door bell for her to come. Usually she
may be taking a catnap after lunch. It took some time for L to come and see me
at the door. She opened the door. I noticed her sleepy eyes. L said that felt
sleepy. She motioned me to sit ad herself wet to the bath to wash her face and
be fresh. Then she went into the kitchen and prepared and brought two glasses
of salted lime water to drink. While sipping she said “Aaryan, I feel guilty
for not contacting you for too long a time. I never got time enough. Last
couple of days I wanted to contact you. I am happy that you are here today.
First thing first.” So saying she completed her drink. She got up and started
to her bedroom. She asked me to fresh up if needed and come to the bed.
I went in the bath freshen and used the
towel to wipe the wetness on my face. When I entered the bedroom, L was ready
stark naked lying on bed. I expected it to happen but not so soon. She has kept
her thighs wide open. After undressing I crawled over bent my torso a little.
“First things first as I said earlier. Enter me now. I am ready.” She said and
at the same time caught the head of my penile. She smiled at me “good it is
there.”
Slowly my dick came to life, big and hard
and then slide down fast. It seemed that she had lubricated her hole in
advance. From slow to fast and giving hard knocks in between, the fucking went
on for some time. She was experiencing spam after spam orgasms. My hands were pressing
those globular busts. She kept her hands pressed on mine. Slowly she calmed and
was limp. It took two more hard strokes for me to release into her. I collapsed
on her chest and remained so for some moments. My hard dick softened and slides
out from the lodging. Then slowly I slide down to her side holding her to me.
She opened her eyes and kissed me full in the mouth, got up to wipe her parts
by a towel that she used on mine also. She moved out to get dressed properly. I
also got up from the bed dressed and followed out of bed room to living room.
Here we sat side by side my hand resting on
upright boob and her hand over my pant. With my free hand I took out her hand
saying “you may start it again.” L asked about wellbeing of auntie and
continued “I am too busy but also wanted to come to you to satiate my hunger.
If you have not come today I would have taken the risk. You have some message
to me. Is it from auntie or?” i said. “Dear L it is always in my mind but as
you said about a risk, I also felt so. Now auntie wants you to come and join us
in one of these nights. We will make a joyful union.
She also said it will be rewarding and no
regrets.” L replied with an “aahh” and then “I don’t want to imagine. Let me
think. Today is Thursday. On Saturday morning, my man will be going out of town
on business and will be back, only on Monday evening. That means two nights but
I cannot afford both due to the presence of my children. I will send then to my
sister on Saturday and receive them back on Sunday evening. They will have a
good time with all at home. So let me enjoy a night with you and auntie on
Saturday. I will be there in the evening itself. It is a promise though I don’t
know what is planned for me.” When I got up I took her face close to me kissed
on both her cheeks and deep kiss right on her mouth. I departed.
DOUBLE SHUFFLE
At home later at night I conveyed L’s promise
to come on Saturday night. I was curious asked auntie to tell me her plan.
Auntie said “you don’t think of it Aryan, see how I will manage.” There was no
sex that night and the night following. We slept huddled in bed.
On Saturday some of my colleagues arranged
a day out. I was home in the evening at about sixty. L came to open the door.
As I entered she locked the door and clung on me hugging hard and kissing me on
mouth. I noticed auntie there looking at us wrapped on each other. “L you have
become bold nowadays.” L responded “that was your teaching me to be bold. I am
happy.” I went in my room and freshened
myself in the bath room and also had a shower. Dressing myself in casuals I
went to sitting room. As I inclined on the sofa L came out of kitchen also
wearing a clinging dress on her. She sat down beside me holding my hand in her
lap. She said “we have prepared a frugal dinner for us. We will taste them
after some time. Auntie came and sat with on the other side. She was in dress
that is familiar to me, a chemisole that showed her naked body in. Both L and
auntie on sides my hands held them together their jutting chests hitting on
sides. Auntie said “Aryan, you are progressing even without my instructions.
Good of you to anticipate.” “No auntie,
I did not do anything intentionally but out of natural inclination.” We sat
like that for a little longer and then went to the side of dining table to
partake of dinner. The dishes were on the table before auntie came to us. Both
competed to serve them to me while they filled their plates. The dinner was
without any ceremony except for half a bottle of good wine. We offered ‘cheers’
and sipped it. When the dinner was finished the bottle was empty. Who imbibed
more? I congratulated them both for their very tasty dishes.
We sat on the sofa again to view some TV
scenes. They were not interesting to keep us from bed room. Now all were in bed
room. In the room both got out of their garments. Auntie made quick turn and
stood stark naked there. L had her under wear and bra to divest. She did fast.
Both got into the bed lay very close to each other. I sat on the side of L to
prepare her for a waiting surprise. The tiger head was fitted while in the bath
room. I needed her tits and nipples, sucked them in turn. My hand reached her
pubis to get hold of the clit. I slowly massaged it round and round. Auntie was
also not sparing in raising L’s libido. She also tested the moistness inside
L’s cunt. Aunt motioned me to mount L from top. I rose from the side hovered
over L. L was holding her hands on two sides of parting the outer and inner
lips for easy penetration. The tiger hidden under the foreskin entered in, a little
slow. As I pressed it down she shuddered opening her mouth with no noise coming
out. She was feeling the tiger enter her but did not know what. She was dump as
I started my action slow strokes. Auntie raised herself over L fitting her open
pussy on other’s mouth. It was unexpected to L. She could not utter any word.
When my pumping reached a point I stopped for auntie turned around and offered
her glistening cunt towards me. Her tits were dangling in the face of L. She
did not know what to do. Auntie told her to catch hold of the tits, press, and
squeeze and pinch them hard. My member was resting in and holding hard.
L has lost her mind and playing hard with
tits on hands. I jerked when the pending up tension erupted inside L. Auntie
noted it and withdrew to the side. All of L became limp and soft. Her eyes
closed, she remained that way for some more time. I took a little moment to
extricate my penis as it was going soft inside. In this play, without an
intention on her part L scratched those tits hard enough to leave those marks.
But auntie also did not feel it at that time. She felt the scratches a burning senses
ion. She lifted her tits and found those reddening marks. L regained her senses
and looked at auntie. Auntie brought them to L’s attention. She looked at the
marks and conveyed her deep regret saying “Akka I am sorry and make my
apologies.” Auntie responded “there is no need being sorry. We both enjoyed the
play and that is enough cause not to regret.”
To me she said “Aryan, I sensed something
different. Something roaring inside as you pushed and pulled.” Auntie responded
“Dear L this is what I planned for you. A completely new and fantastic
experience. I saw with pleasure you reaching spam afar spam, orgasm after
orgasm. Unfold your mind.” L sat up and inspected my adorned dick caught the
tiger on her hand. “So this was roaring inside. What is it Aryan?” I explained
to her “you named it correctly. It is really a roaring tiger head.” “My dear Akka
and Aryan, it was not only roaring inside my snatch but all around my body. No
fuck could match this ecstatic high. I really felt lost into a high happy
heaven. I don’t think that I ever got such any sensation while my man fucked me
all my life. The crossed studs itself was given me a vast difference in my
experience. This is much higher.”
When I dismounted both made space for me in
the middle. I placed my hands wide supporting them at their neck. They were
resting on my sides, pressing globes on to me. Their hands held my limp member.
We took a long rest thus. Then auntie mentioned that it is her turn. I rose to give
her help in widening her legs. By this time my dick rose up to act. I
positioned my prick aiming at the wide hole entered in. As I pressed it down
auntie motioned L to come up. She positioned in a way to rest her cunt on to
the mouth of auntie. She pushed L to reach her pussy in my mouth. I pulled L to
me and started licking and sucking it. My dick was resting in aunties inside.
Auntie handled L’s tits deftly to arouse her libido to a height. This game continued
some more time till auntie pulled back L so to rest her socked pussy in her mouth;
I started pumping in and out. It was a treat for her all the way. One last push
I ejaculated inside. The disengagement of all three in order to rest back. The
same position as earlier, they on my sides, I holding them.
After a long rest auntie motioned L “Aryan
is up. Get ready for a second treat.” She pushed me to move and give space to
L. L came in middle spread her thighs wide. I took the space between them. L caught
my shaft and guided its head to her wide opening. I pushed it in as she
released her hand. Now it is auntie’s turn to feed me her cunt. L did not play
those dangling globes on her face. Instead she caught her’s to press and crush.
My prick was resting inside L’s deep pussy. After some more minutes of suck
auntie moved her cunt over L’s mouth making her suck its juice. L was busy
sucking and pressing her own tits by both hands. Here I moved them apart and
got hold of those full busts to keep me secure while started fucking auntie up
and down. L’s hands were pressing mine. A few more hard strokes later, I
ejaculated in. As in earlier two occasions we rested back me holding them close
together.
We remained that way for longer. Then
auntie said “it is my time.” The exercise as in our second bout repeated exhausting
our breath. I dismounted from auntie lay myself in middle between them. Our privates
were socked wet ad sticky. But we did not try to wipe it and closing on each
other. I held them close and tight their busts jutting my sides. Their thighs
spread and closed on my own in both sides pressing on me their socking sticky
cunts. Without realising the time we went asleep.
DAY AFTER
When I woke up, it was all light. Auntie
was not in my side. She might have woken up early. She might have covered me
and L after getting up. I peeped through and found auntie dressed and drying
her hair. She came near to me and whispered. “Aryan doesn’t disturb L. Let her
sleep.” L has not moved even little from pose before we slept. I continued to hold
for longer before she opened her eyes. She blinked as there was more light. She
disengaged from my embrace and sat on the bed.”Oohh, is it so late.” Saying she
slowly moved out of the bed and to the bathroom as naked as she was. Afterwards
I followed her and found L showering naked. Although I have seen many females in
nude but had no opportunity to view a showering naked. I liked the view of L under
shower her breasts jutting forward to catch the spray directly on their rose up
nipples. Later she widened her thighs to take the spray directly on to her
cunt. It was a view I may not forget in future. L came out of shower and
fetched a towel to dry herself. As L wet out still asked, I took my daily
morning cores had a shower bath, dried ad wet into the room for dressing.
Auntie came in to announce that she has
prepared a breakfast and so invited the two to take seat by the dining table. L
was not in her dress but was wearing one of auntie’s slips. She had nothing
under it as I noticed. We sat down and auntie brought crisp toasted sandwiches
on a plate. They were hot enough. Nest she brought coffee and cups. We started nibbling
the sandwiches slow ad chewing it to taste the mix of chutney, onions and homemade
cheese. It tasted delicious. L became vocal. “Akka, many-many thanks for
planning the last night for my account. I will never forget this experience
anytime in future. There were other experiences as well. I never dreamed of
tasting a pussy nor mine licked, probed ad sucked. These new experiences joined
with a roaring tiger inside were unforgettable indeed. In terms of enjoinment I
reached high heavens. If there is a heaven it is this. During my married life
there was only one posture in the bed. Me with widened thighs and my man over
me crouching and fucking. That was something like a ritual on nights when the
man was feeling horny. You and Aaryan thought me for a difference. I don’t know
whether I will get similar opportunities. But I will try. There were some days
when my man teased me take his prick in mouth and suck which I did dutifully.
It was in preparation to arouse his. It did work more often than not. I did
feel satisfied with these few. Until I came in contact with Aryan started
getting more I knew nothing else than what my man was doing to me.”
After the breakfast, auntie told us to be cosy
in the bedroom while she will cook our lunch. We retired to the bedroom. I got
the pillows adjusted for me to incline. One seeing me ease on them L saddled on
the side with her slip open from top, exposing the hard globes. She pressed
them on me and rested sidewise. She whispered in my ears “My Dearest Aryan, if
I had a choice, I will remain with you all my life. Also my children are dear
to me but they will separate from me sometime or other. I have to continue with
a boring one dimensional relation with my husband. For long we remained in that
position while I caressed her back on my flat palm. She said, “Your caressing
will make me sleep on you.” Thus saying she moved out closing her chest. She
went to the kitchen. I waited for auntie to announce lunch. I got up and went
to the table where both and L were seated with lunch plates in front. We
partook our lunch with little talk in between.
After lunch both retired to bedroom. They
might be sharing their mutual experiences. Time went on while i was reading
class textbooks. Both were back with cups of yea and snacks. L has changed to
her regular dress. Before taking leave she embraced me tight and murmuring
words “Aryan, Aryan” kissed me full in mouth which I reciprocated with ardent
desire. She disengaged and proceeded without saying any more. Auntie followed
her out. She came back after a few minutes. She caught my hands and said
“Aryan, L is too emotional now. I wish her calm. She has to go ad collect her
children from sister’s. Otherwise I would not have allowed her to go now.”
STUDIES
From that day on I was busy concentrating
on studies to prepare for exams. There was no wish to sleep with auntie which
she understood. Then the days of exams. I did the papers well. I graduated in
Masters in science and history. I was first in the university. The university
convocation was held after a few months where I was honoured by the King and
Queen together. The award was presented by two hands one of queen and the other
of the king. The queen looked at my face
and murmured “a very good performance.” I bowed my head. I was sitting in the
front row. When the ceremony was over, the pairs came down and the audience
stood up in honour. On the way the queen touched my shoulder said: “I should
meet you on one of these days.” I shook my head “Yes.” A few days later I
presented myself at the queen’s palace. I told a maid at the entrance to
announce me to her highness. Some waiting time. The maid came back and guided
me to the queen’s chamber. As I went I bowed to her. The maid withdrew from the
room. The queen was on a rocking chair. She motioned me sit on a chair. She
asked me about my studies and any future plans. My response “I have not decided
on them. After I meet my parents and family, some plan might come up.”
“I appreciate you. How can I reward you further? I
suggest that you come here in the evening on next Monday. I will have more time
since the king will be away for a week out of state. Are you game for it?” I
said “I will comply sure.” Her gestures and body language suggested something
else. I left the room and palace to home. At home auntie conveyed that the king
is going and she also going along. I did not reveal the invitation from the
queen.
Though I abstained from any sex for near about six
months, I continued to wear those studs on my cock. V has told me not to remove
for long. That may cause the closure of the holes. Some time it may become
difficult to refit or even necessitate another piercing. So I did keep them in
place, occasionally cleaning and fitting. They did not give me discomfort. So
to palace.
INSIDE PALACE
On the appointed day and time I was present at the
palace. When I went in the queen was sitting in the balcony. After few more
words for coming in time as promised, she directed me to the next room and get
fresh and wait for dinner that she has already ordered. I should re-enter her
room at about ten. After dinner it was not yet time. So I rested for some more
time.
I entered her room a little late and found her sitting
on the bed covering herself. I found it amusing. So my guess is right after
all. She wants me to fuck her. She motioned me to sit on the side: “This is the
after reward waiting for you.” She removed the cover exposing her complete nude
body under. She just looked like auntie, a little elder. She said: “You are not
new to view this site. I am sure, you are experienced and I need not teach you.
I am not yet ready, so prepare me with some foreplay.”
I started kissing from top down. At the same time one
of my hands went fondling and massaging her boobs and fingers tweaking erect
nipples and another went searching her clit. It was prominent enough to hold on
my fingers and roll it round. This play went on for some time. She was ready as
her legs widened apart with glistening moisture. I sidled between those legs
with hard cock targeting her deep hole. It went in pushing walls wide. I felt
that she had a shudder in her groin. As I inclined towards her body, I caught
her boobs tight in my hands for support started fucking her properly. She has already started to experience spam
and orgasm. I went up and down her pussy with more vigour effecting strong
thrusts pushing her uterus up. She was all sensations. It took more time for me
to ejaculate in her since i did not indulge in the act of sex. It was pleasure
to me. I think she encountered extreme bliss from each thrust. Her eyes were
closed for long. She was not sensitive when I withdrew my dick from her wet and
slippery cunt.
She opened her eyes a little later to see me sitting
by her side. She asked me “Dear Arya, I experience an extreme bliss in this
intercourse with your dick. I never felt such high pleasures in all my past
years. I will be frank with you. So many cocks of different shapes and sizes
went up and down in hole but at no time my pleasure was this extent. What is special
with yours? I would like to know.” Her extended hand sought out my cock. She
caught the shaft sliding her fingers up touched on those studs in apadravya and
ampalang. “Ooo, are they real? Let me see.” As she sat up I stood in front to
bring them to her full view. She caressed my glans and said. “I remember now,
my mom saying somethings about these. You know about our horse breeding farm
since your parents are there. Though was from another state, mom and dad came
here on some business. While remained in city, mother went to this farm on mere
curiosity. There is specious guest house and club there for the convenience of
visiting dignitaries. She was there only for a day. But experienced something
exactly likes me now. Better I recollect her words for you.
/I went to this
place just to have something to do. However, the local officials and men
arranged a welcome meeting. There were songs and dances by local children, a
conjurer exhibiting magic. A woman in local costume performed a solo dance. It
looked like a professional. There was no drape on her saree tucked in her
midriff below naval. She had a blouse that knotted below her good sized busts.
As she danced her legs came in view. When shaking her upper torso the two globes
were swinging up and down, sideways left and right.
They were
beautiful indeed.
/The officials
and eminent locals were introduced at the starting of the performance. Among
them was one tall and stout fellow of uncertain age. His name was G. While shaking
hands I held it few seconds more and pressed my thump in his palm. I think that
he understood the signal. Some of the officials lead me and the local invitees
for a dinner arranged in clubhouse. By chance I had my seat near G. I smiled at
his face which he reciprocated. there was small talk during the dinner. G
explained the nature of his business. He had connections with city and visited
it on occasions. At end of dinner people started taking leave to go home. G
waited for all to leave before approaching me. I told him to come to my room in
the guest house. He responded ‘Yes, I will, Mam.’
/Next, G came in after an hour or so. I
thought he knew the motive behind my invitation. I was anxious with expectations waiting so
long. My innards were getting ready for a bout in bed. My nipples were erect
and my vagina was palpitating moist. I dispensed my formal cloths and clad
myself with a thin midi sitting on bed.
G entered and I
motioned him to be seated. ‘I don’t want any formalities. You know what I wish
to have and be ready for the performance. I like a good fuck from you as a
local.’ So saying I divested of the midi and sprawled on the bed with legs wide
open for his dick to enter. I will learn what kind of dick after the
performance.
/ G also got
out of his cloths and crawled from the end of bed. He was holding a long shaft
erect. The head seemed to be extra strong. I could not see all of it since i
was lying flat in the bed. I could imagine. He placed his cock in the entrance
to my hole pressed it slowly down. I was feeling absolutely different. He
rested his cock in for few seconds and started pumping up and down. There was
more vigour in his thrusts than what I imagined. They were creating an
intensified blissful feeling in me. As he went on increasing the speed I felt
like losing my mental alert. I lost the sense of time and space immersed in
pleasure and bliss. It was an unprecedented experience. In these moments my
hands were squeezing my own busts almost hurting them .My eyes were closed. I
did not know what I am doing myself. When I gained my senses G’s dick was still
in and pumping. When it came to a stop with a thundering ejaculation, I was
amazed at the feeling. It was something out of the world. Though he was
withdrawing I felt my vaginal walls full. Few minutes later I sat up and asked
G ‘what is special in your shaft? I never got this kind of pleasure and bliss
from anyone who fucked me. Please tell me what.’ G got up from bed came i front
holding the o hand. I saw something closing his glans. It is metallic shining. He
said “Mam, this I call a tiger mouth and it is my own idea. I will tell you.” I
interrupted him “Don’t say tiger mouth; it is a roaring tiger. It really was
roaring in my innards shocking and shaking to give me supreme and high
intensity bliss and pleasure that I never experienced in all my life.”
/G went on to
explain: ‘It
is there in Kamasutra; about piercing penis to impart pleasure to a woman. I
our locality, many men and women pierce theirs. Men do it vertical and or
horizontal or diagonal on the penis glans. The vertical goes up from below
urethra opening passing through the canal a little inclined towards the head,
the horizontal is done from one side to another side across. There may some do
it two diagonals along the glans. I did it just below the glans, on my shaft. I
conjured up the idea of a ring around shaped like a tiger mouth covering the
head leaving out the urethral opening. I had several experiences with many
women who described their feelings in
similar words as yours.’ I held his penis head for moments and bent over and
kissed it before releasing./
“So I came to know about some of these adornments from
my own mother. Good that I remember it now.” She cooed these words. I said “I
will tell you about a woman who had her clitoral hood pierced side wise to hang
on a ring with an engraved bead down. It reached right on her clitoris banging
it all the time when she made some vigorous movements. Her husband was away and
had not come back for years remaining incommunicado. She did the piercing in
order to satisfy herself and not to stray. While in bed she will be just
rolling the bead onto the clitoris till she experienced multiple orgasms. She
herself told me after enjoying the double studs in her pussy.” She responded saying that “she is not aware
of this. If I was younger may be, I will seek out for such a ornament to be
attached in my hood.” That is not needed for you” I replied: “Your clitoris is
too prominent.”
She got up to wear her dress. I also did the same. She
extended her hands saying: “Now go but come back tomorrow and next two days.”
“I will comply.”
On the next night I fixed the tiger head on my cock
before going to the palace. It was resting i my cupboard for the last more than
six months. Then I reached her room deliberately late. I wanted her get ready
for the tiger before bedding with her so that she will have no patience. I was
right. Her highness was flat in the bed with a thin cover on her. She motioned
me to come near “I am ready with my expectations waiting for you. No need for
any foreplay. Just come over.” She threw the cover to a side. She was stark
naked. She opened her thighs wide enough for my cock to get at the gate. I just
pressed it down inside a little faster. I think that she felt the difference
with a shudder. I caught her busts in my two hands to keep her pinned in bed. Then
the in and out strokes. She said that “I feel much different this time may be
for all the waiting with high expectations.” I told her, “May be. But remember
what your mother experienced with a tiger roaring inside her? The same tiger is
now inside your’s. Don’t resist but enjoy.” Thus saying I fastened the strokes.
For each stroke she responded by thrusting up her pelvis. As those strokes
progressed she trashed her head side to side and banged her hands on the sides.
It went till she was going on from one orgasm to another that climaxed with her
eyes closed. One last push my semen rushed in exploding. She opened her eyes
and sat on the bed. She inspected the new jewel with her hand. “Mam, it is the original
roaring tiger that was worn by G to fuck your mom. This was a gift to me by G’s
granddaughter.” “I want more but not tonight. I will wait for next two nights.”
The next two nights were as intensive as the ones
earlier. My auntie was to come on next day as the king and his retinue arrived.
Auntie was with them for the five days. She seemed tired after the journey. She
was attending at palace during day took rest at nights. I understood the stress
she is going through. Then on another day while having dinner auntie told me
about the five days trip. “Aryan, you are aware of the king has six wives other
than the queen. He selects one to fuck on each day while others take turn.
During this trip he took with him four of them. Each day one was called for the
night. I did not know who the fifth is. But the king asked to stay with him for
that night. He is still a good fucker. So ended the trip. The five days tired
me. Now say what happened here with you. Did you get L on bed?” I said “Not L
but the Rajmata herself. First day she tasted the studded penis and for next
three days, the roaring tiger. She enjoyed them immensely and told me about her
mom. She gave me detailed information on how her mom found the tiger and all.
She prided that while her mom had only one session with tiger she felt lucky to
have it inside her three nights.” We retired to our bed rooms. On some I felt
an urge to penetrate a pussy. Once or twice I sought L at home but there were
her children that came in the way of our getting intimate. Then I took to
auntie’s bed before she came to occupy it. She understood and we had a vigorous
foreplay following a satisfactory fuck. Days and weeks passed. I could not
forget L from my mind. On very rare occasions I got her alone and indulged in
prolonged fucking sessions. After the nights with Rajamata I have removed the
tiger head and placing it on a velvet lined jewel box kept it in the locker. It
was used again only one or two occasions that are narrated below.
AN OLD VIRGIN BUT
On one of the days auntie and I were conversing. She
was conveying latest news from palace. She said; “The rajamata’s younger sister
R has arrived here. She rarely come this side. From too young an age she vowed
to remain single. She is learned and intellectual. I don’t know the actual
background but she joined the Prajapita Brahmakumaries and was staying
permanently at their head quarters in Mount Abu in Gujarat. Sometime of the
year she will be in tour of country. She gives lectures on spirituality, spiritual
experience and attainment. People revere her as a saint or goddess. As I
understand she is a good talker on many more subjects when in private.”
“I would like to meet her, my dear. I have heard about
but not seen her. I would like to talk with her about the Brahmakumaries and
her own role and contribution to it. As for the cult is just one among many
that meets certain mental disabilities or even traumas. Instead of becoming
rude and unsociable some of them benefit by following some or other spiritual
societies. But the majority seem to be not so. Only search in background will
reveal why particular person took a specific way of life. Even them speculation
is inevitable. Past irretrievably lost to all.”
“My dear Aryan, I am impressed with your knowledge and
understanding. I know little about R. most of it is hearsay. It is said that
she in her youth had a loving paramour and he failed to live up and left her in
lurch. The frustration caused and the scandal expected (did not erupt) changed
her view of life and she took to sanyas. Some say that her decision to renounce
the world had nothing to do with any love affair. It was her bringing up as
devoted and pious that resulted in sea change. Rajmata never takes her name or
give any airs. R is accepted as an honoured guest and all facilities are
extended to her during her stay here. Now she is staying in an isolated
bungalow in the king’s estate. In day
time she is in the palace giving lectures or advises or personal discussions
with intelligentsias. I will take you to her lecture. She is of good looking
type. Her age does not show that much. She must be nearer fifty. No one
speculates on the age of ascetics and gods. Thou reputed as a virgin I have my
doubts. But because of her disciplined living she looks much younger for her
age. Her skin seems smooth and her body lean. Because of her sanyasini attire I
am not able to guess whether she wears any bra or her busts are stout and firm.
I am not inducing you to be curious.”
Yes, I became more curious about this sanyasini after
hearing my aunt. I went to hear her speaking for the next two three days. She
did a good job of commenting on ancient spiritual texts. She tried to invoke
modern ideas and concepts to the ancient sayings thou they were not correct or
true. The audience is small mainly of palace men and women. I have a good
knowledge of the stuff that is in the palace. I used to note her attire to read
her profile. As auntie opined she looks young and robust in her body. From her
body language I perceived that she is not wearing any undergarments or bra.
When her body slides this and that way the two busts are seen clearly dancing
under the robe. Sure they are round and firm. As I went on listening to her I
became more convinced that she has very selective knowledge of the subjects she
was dealing. With help from auntie I got more intimate with her. She asked me
to visit her at the bungalow that meant early morning or late evening. I indeed
grasped the opportunity to be her confident. In her home she talked more about
her personal life and views. She was true enough to admit to me after long
discussions that her ideas are not practical nor are they beneficial in
improving the lot of masses in the country. But we are conditioned to imitate
our old and ancients without questioning. You become popular in this way.
Through these conversations she was opening her mind
slowly. She confided that in her younger days she was in deep love and crush on
many young men but afraid of scandal refrained from moving further. Her family
was from a smaller state where people know close each other and even eavesdrop
to hear gossip and spread it. “I got disgusted with such people around. When I
was in the college my origin cropped up at many occasions and I was to go
hiding at main functions. These caused a lot of strain and tension and more and
more I have to exercise control over myself. At last I decided to live a life
of renounser. That was one way of expressing resentment of the hypocrisy
exhibited by others. When I look back I feel that I am also a hypocrite like
all others. But I am trapped just all others. I take solace in my talks and
meetings. Now I am completely assimilated to my current way of life and I could
not change it. I could own name and theorise but never experience the life of a
normal human. There is the Adi Sankara’s hymn:
Balastavat
creedasaktah;
Tharunastavat
tharuneesaktah;
Vridhasthavat
chintasaktah;
Pare brahmani kopi
na saktah.
It seems that the great saint accepts the natural way
of living a life for man. He renounced
all but why everyone else? Is it not natural for children to play, young people
to get in love and older ones to contemplate? Today I think in these natural
feelings and they should not be suppressed for some perceived spiritual gains.
I have lost my childhood and youth. In my old age contemplation is the only
saving. Still I do not preach on what I contemplate. That makes me leading a
shameful life. I could not come out of it even if I wanted. Now I have opened
myself. Do you see me naked? You are my solace for the present. Could I at
least once experience life as lived by ordinary people?”
“Dear R I have almost anticipated your revealing mind.
I don’t know how I could be of help. Yes, you could try the conventional way of
living. You will not be at peace continuing the way you live at present.”
“I know it well. In fact I am not at peace. I am
dreaming of ways to overcome my own condition. I am concerned about my name and
my family’s. May be I will go for some experiments as you envisaged. But that
should be surely without moving out of my present. I have a gut feeling that
you could be depended on. I hope; you understood my mind.”
This conversation went on for another few days. I was
conveying all these to my aunt. I thought that she should be a party in the
undertaking. Auntie: “Dear Aryan, I definitely with you for bringing not a new
life but a new human experience to R. my
idea is that we go together to R. we will stay there for the night.
Since, I am with you there will be less chance for gossip. If she gets good sex
for a few days her mental tension and stress will subside and she might go back
with cheer.”
Auntie and self visited R for more days. Auntie
conveyed her idea to R which she approved. Now there were no gossip in our
going and staying in R’s bungalow. The time came for the moment. That day we
were early to visit. We participated in her prayers. The few devotees present
took leave after receiving their share of the offerings.
We retired to an interior room to rest. “Dear R, Aryan
will be with you as long as you feel. I will take care of other things here.”
She left the room leaving us alone. With the strange set up, R was feeling
awkward. I sat next to her felt her limbs. They were stiff. I told her to relax
and be natural to enjoy the encounter. It took a long time slow persuasion for
her to take off her garb. As I expected he had no undergarments. She felt shy
like a new bride. She hides her valuable assets. My assumption was a good one. Her busts were
rounded and hard with nipples erect. I teased them with my hands and fingers;
massaged her back and buttocks. As she was slowly relaxing, my hand extended to
her inner thighs to feel her vagina folds. She was wet there. All the time she
uttered no words. When I divested my cloth and lay next to her, she murmured in
my ear: “Aryan, I never had experience of sex except imagination from what I
was reading. You make it memorable to me. Shall I open my thighs?” she opened
them wide. To be on safe side for this first fuck I had the head and studs
removed. I came over her with erect, long and stiff prick centring on the
vagina folds. There was some hesitation expressed in her face. I kissed her and
pressed my torso slowly. It was opening the gate but there felt some objection.
I thought that is hymen hardened in all these years. When I pressed my dick
down; she uttered a stifled cry. It went in all the way. “What was that?” I
consoled her not to bother since my dick is lodged deep inside her. “You might
feel a little pain that is natural. After all you are still a virgin until my
dick pierced your hymen. If you feel more pain I will not go with my exercise.
We will continue it later. I was keeping my stiff one pressed to her. She: “I
do feel a little pain but your filling me gives a different sensation which I
like. You should continue and make me feel a normal woman.”
I slowly started my piston strokes up and down,
forward and back; in few minutes she relaxed completely. On ejaculation my dick
shrunk to its former size and slipped out of her vaginal crack. Slowly I got up
without disturbing her pose. I rose and saw her pubis and vagina red with
blood. My dick had her blood. Both semen and blood were dripping out of her
crack in bed. I gathered my cloth and went to the bathroom to clean up and
dress. While coming out I saw auntie in the room. She slightly taped R to
awaken. When R awoke she became aware of her condition and let out a cry.
Auntie silenced her by sign and wiped R’s pubis with a towel. R was made to get
up and go the bath to clean up. Before R came back auntie gathered the blood
soaked bed sheets and spread new ones. As soon as R came out auntie signalled
her to dress her usual attire. All of us came out of the room and then we took
leave of her for the night. The maximum time we would have been together might
be about fifteen or twenty minutes. These minutes registered in my mind as the
most precious not to me but to R.
At home auntie
and I talked on those few minutes experiences. She was surprised to find that R
was a virgin all these years. I said that in fact R had no sex at all. This was
her first. Almost at the age of 45 when she has completed her menopause face.
She had problems and always suppressed the emotions leading her not to taste
sex. The meditation and inner discourse of the moral right and wrongs may at
last convinced her that spiritual life is a make believe one. Such a life is
away from nature. That conviction and the confidence in our tenets made it
possible for her to go ahead with a plan to be human thru sexual intercourse.
Even though we met daily either at the venue of her
discourse or in her bungalow R did not mention about those few minutes of joy.
But I noticed slight change in emphasis in her words and sentences. It
reflected her new experience in life affirmation a little away from renouncing
it. Two three days later R signalled aunt for a repeat performance, I was glad.
As we were regular in her bungalow the timing to have us together was not that
difficult. Another night and I was adorned with the two studs before entering
the room. She came in the dimly lit room and removed her dress. She lay down on
bed naked. I approached her and taking her hand to my adorned dick. She touched
them but did not say anything. Instead she pointed her orifice as ready to
receive it. The tussle between us lasted more minutes than earlier and I am
confident that R enjoyed it thoroughly. There was no mention of pain, nor any
blood. Her moans signalled pleasure. “I would like a repeat but not today; another
day.”
The next bout also was with me wearing the studs and
no tiger head. It can wait for another day. This time I made her to sit on me
and take dick in. with a little effort she pressed down on my erect prick. She
repeated the act pumping up and down while thrust my bottom up in
response. My prodding helped her to pick
up. She climaxed and collapsed on my chest, while I ejaculated in her. She took
more time to recover. Soon we dressed back and got out. Auntie followed. We
took leave of her at the gate and went home. Both conversed about the day’s
performance. Auntie felt happy to know all. She felt that she was associated in
the new life of R and me.
Time was nearing for R to return to Mount Abu may be a
fortnight more. I don’t know whether R has satisfied her desires. Then came the
signal that she wanted to have one more debut. I came prepared with the tiger
head on my dick. The routine was followed. At last the night was darker and all
had disbursed except for me and auntie. Auntie kept vigilance at the main hall
and me and R entered the bedroom. Dim light was shining. I approached her and
slowly disrobed her. She allowed me with a smile in her face. Now she disrobed
me unlike earlier times. I lifted her and carried her to bed. I whispered in
her ear. “Dear R during the last two sessions I had worn two studs but today I
am wearing a tiger head special gift from one who knows. Feel it for yourself.
Do you think that you could take it? If you feel anything signal me to stop.”
She touched and felt its girth. She whispered in turn: “Can anyone stand it? If
so I could.” She was flat on her back. I fingered her vagina. There is
moisture. But as a precaution I applied some lubricant on the tiger head and on
those vagina lips. The dick with tiger head slipped down in the hole easily.
Pumping started earnest. High powered thrusts and pushes in response. Muzzled
sounds from her throat hahu, haa hoo. I realised that she was experiencing
orgasm after orgasm. Then followed our climax;
together. Before leaving I kissed her all over. We changed to our usual
dress. Her rounded busts crushed in my chest. We took leave.
We had another round with tiger head in place one
night before her departure. This time after ceremonial disrobing we indulged in
prolonged foreplay. Hugging, kissing, licking and sucking. I her tits, nipples, navel, pubis, clitoris
and vaginal lips. She kissed, licked and sucked my face, lips, chest, nipples
and penis. It was mutual. Tiger head slipped and worked its way in. I gave my
best performance in order to impress it in her mind permanently. She whispered:
“Please don’t forget me. This might be our last fuck. I will engrave it in my
brain. I will meditate on my experiences with you. Now I am a satisfied and
full woman.” More love hug and kissing followed. As always we took leave at the
door and departed home.
I was telling auntie: “Of all the affairs short or one
time, I feel upbeat with these five visitations. It was hearts contention to
take a virgin girl and transform her into a woman. Our R is more than that; a
virgin of 45 years. First I was not willing to accept it as you were. But the
evidence of blood conclusively confirmed it. From all the gestures and whispers
I understand that he had her life’s most memorable meeting with us. She herself
discounted any future meetings between us. Without you my dear auntie the last
few days would not have happened at all. I don’t believe any divine but you are
that.” that night I had a second bout with the tiger head on with my auntie. We
remained naked in bed for the rest of the night into morning.
A fortnight later I received a long letter from Mount
Abu. It was handwritten and addressed to me but no signature. Thou I don’t
recognise writing on reading I confirmed that it was of R’s. The following is
the content:
“My Aryan Dear, the surroundings and circumstances
prevented me from expressing my innermost feelings on the happenings between us
on those few days. I was emotionally charged and moved by my exclusive
experiences. I have already discussed with you my then quest for clarity on
questions of living a life natural and
that of so called spiritual. I was trying to grasp the fine points in both. But
failed or dissatisfied because of lack of an experience. I had concluded with
the experience behind me that spiritual is only a mental state induced thru
auto suggestions for long periods of time. That is not the life lived by the
mass of people, educated and uneducated. Then I had no experience in a natural
life. The people coming to us in the Ashram have so many issues to sort out
that they themselves could not find answers and undertake remedies. However,
they are an infinitesimal minority compared to the vast number who does not
turn up. They also live their life. But
how; that is what I would have liked to find. My way of living has its
constraints and limitations to interact with ordinary people. One they don’t
come to us and second it is considered below our status to reach them.
“Sex was in my mind and thinking for the last few
years. Surely in common parlour, I am past that age. My periods stopped for
about ten year now. Usual concept is that menopause diminishes sexual urge and
inclinations. But mine were suppressed when I was in prime. More thinking on
these lines brought more doubt whether
I choose the right path in life. Yes, I was frustrated and depressed to the
point of suicide. Some good soul took me to Mount Abu and it helped. Since then
I am hooked to this mumbo jumbo spiritual food. In the last few years I took
the trip to my sister’s place with some expectations to find the real man. I
was looking around them all to find the correct and suitable one. My
observation did not fructify. Time gets faster and I was losing out. My age
comes in the way. When I was in my prime my body assets were very attractive.
Thou aging I am still the owner of a younger body. You and auntie are witness
to this. I am proud that my busts were the first attraction you experienced.
During the time of discourse I noted your eyes searching my contour. With the
overall dress it was difficult for me give you a correct idea. For some moments
I took to my reflection in mirror. My busts are round and high, the nipples
showing thru the fabric. That was when I dispensed with my halters before you.
I think that you appreciated my effort.
“Our frequent conversations filled me with
confidence that I have found the right
man to make me a real woman. I noted your favourable attitude more and
more before taking the final decision. Still I had problem to solve with your
auntie. You might have had talks with
her. She also became my confident. All things said my final quest was
successfully answered by you. Now I tell you on my experience.
“On the first day thou I was eager; felt lot of
apprehensions about the unknown. He is too young and I am old. What are his
expectations whether they were of good intent or otherwise? I thought that I am
not the first to be attracted to a young man. Your aunt is surely engaging you.
She looked too happy. That also was an assurance to me. She has no envy nor is
she jealous. She took extra care to cover our exclusive meetings that no one
else could have done. When we were together alone I felt shy like new bride. Do
you think that was acting? You might have thought that after so many years I
should have overcome it. Honestly I felt shame in my life. You were considerate
and kind. Your long cuddling and massaging helped in shedding my shame. Still I
was tense and you had to assure me of your forethought to make me accept
willingly. All your assurances and actions calmed me. Yes, I was also not sure
that my vagina will be moistened to receive you. I did not touch myself to
find. You touched and felt and I also felt that I was wet there. I never felt
my hymen in all my days even when I was having regular menses and needed
cleaning my vagina. That was another apprehension that I faced. When you made
me relax it seemed that I will survive the test. Thou the thrust penetrated
fully and torn or burst the hymen, I forgot the pain. I urged you to proceed
further. My emotions were at their high and I experienced a sense of joy and
happiness unknown to me in all my past. How many time I lost myself? No count. I felt carried away. I did experience
being carried away during my meditation but this was absolutely different from
that. Meditation did not bring a feeling of happiness but calmness. So that is
what real sex is about.
“My mind was reassessing the experience of that
night. So I wanted a repeat act to find whether the experience is genuine. Thus
I got ready for the next bout. I discarded all inhibitions this time and
enthusiastically welcomed you. I think you anticipated this behaviour and
because that only you adorned your prick with
the studs. I felt its touch when the prick penetrated
in. I have no knowledge or experience and hence I did not think further. I felt
more enjoyment and consequent happiness. So sex is not sin. It liberates your
mind from age old dogmas or shackles. I thought of the heightened sensation as
the result of absorption in the act. Whatever that might be, I recognised that
the feeling of joy and happiness matters and nothing else. On that night I did
not try neither did you show the ornaments worn.
“Again I thought that there was something new in the
last night and hence selected another night. On that occasion you showed me the
studs on your john. I looked at them wondering. I have never heard of such
ornamentation. Of course my life style precluded from such knowledge. My
anticipation was right. The third session was delicious because I knew what is
coming. You my Aryan, rest assured that I did enjoy each of your thrusts, when
you were on me or me on you. The later was more lasting than the former. I
don’t want to say thanks but I am fully with you.
“Time was not waiting. The next few days are crucial
because of the attention from all. I did want to without having a couple more
sessions. I found time and opportunity to fulfil my desire. I don’t regret it
all not because all went well neither for the tiger head but for sensations
imparted and emotions released. My regret is for late to think about sexual
experience and going for it. If I tried it in my prime my life would be
completely different in ethos. Any how I have caught up and that also fast
enough. I didn’t want to the last one night. So; one more session was arranged.
“It was the fifth a sacred number in our tradition.
But that was not the reason. I wished to experience joy in sex once more before
I depart from there. That session seemed all the more desirable for the effects
it produced on me. You might have noticed me taking a change in my discourses
more affirming a natural way of life that going for spiritual experience.
Though subtle the change of thought is there and will show in time.
“The five encounters with you as the main player and
hero were the highest level in my life. On the one side I feel regret for
denying the natural course of living; during all these years and on the other
the five night experience has offset that state. Now I am complete and that is
because you were ready and willing to make me one. I will not continue this
correspondence but I will cherish the experience and thoughts exchanged with
you. Also I don’t think that we will get another opportunity in future. If such
contingency arise I might not find myself fit to repeat nor enjoy. So long my
dear. Good bye.”
I did not show this letter to auntie since
I thought that might compromise R’s confidence in me. But I discussed the ideas
in that with my auntie as well as with L when she happened to come. I was
listening to news coming from Mount Abu. They were rare and if something came
it was not about R. slowly the thought dawned on me that R is silent because of
her changed thoughts and ideas. She
might find it difficult to continue in the stifling atmosphere in the
ashram.
Meanwhile; days and months rolled bye. My
connection remained with auntie on regular basis. Occasionally L came in the
afternoons and the opportunity was well used by us two. We discussed different
sexual position prescribed in the ancient text of Vatsyayana’s Kamasutra. She
was very athletic in this. It was always the prick and cunt competing in
performance. The kiss, lick and suck were side goodies. She will counter all my
moves or I did the same. We had good rapport. Her complaint and regret were
that she is not getting the goodies more frequently. On the other hand my aunt
was content itself personified. She was overwhelmingly satisfied and happy. Yes,
she gets her regular fuck at home and occasional ones at the palace with the
king. On certain occasions we threesome organised the show. While my dick
immersed in her cunt L was licking that of auntie above her face. My hands
squeezed the globes of both in turn. At times my dick was in L’s mouth while I
licked auntie’s, both playing with their own tits. We adopted more variations
by and by.
Times passed and at one moment my father
was back in city on a promotional transfer. My younger two brothers and two
sisters have grown and the home seemed crowded for. I made some excuse and
remained with auntie, visiting them on and off. Under the circumstance I or
auntie did not think of a marriage for self. There were some suggestions from
my parents. Offers from parents of village virgins were coming. How long I
could ignore such offers but I did. I firmly asserted my right to find my
partner in life. I also conveyed to my parents that I am mature to enough to
enter into marriage when I find my love. Thereafter there were less of these
talks.
FIRST
Now I am nearer to thirty and still
enjoying with my auntie and L. Sometimes I thought of K in the forest side. I
felt guilty for not visiting her for long years. In fact she was more desirable
and younger compared to the two. So I decided to go there though my parents are
here. When I conveyed my wish to auntie, responded saying “Aryan, you should
go. Apologise to her for the long delay. I definitely feel that you forgot her
for too long. I will send a telegram. Get ready by the weekend.” I followed her
instructions and set off to the forest area.
When I reached her house K was waiting. Her face
showed the cheer and happiness she was in. For me she looked much younger than
years gone. Even before
settling she embraced me tight covering my face with kisses and caresses. She
was bliss personified. She poured out her heart saying “Aryan dear, I was
waiting for you for all the time. I am keeping my body trim and fit expecting
you to come. I want you to be with me for much more days than in the past.”
After settling things and changing afresh, we had talks sitting side by side on
the sofa. I kept her close and apologised for not keeping regular contact due
to circumstances. “But that is not excuse enough. You are in my mind all the
time.” We had dinner together after she prepared it and set the table. Resting
after meals we retired to bed. I told her “My dear, last time you were the
first to taste those studs fitted by V. She envied you for it. I am sorry for
not telling you about her gift. Though V tasted it first I reserved it for
auntie before anyone else. Now I will show you the gift.” I searched and took
the jewel from the box. She took it from my hand and looked at the tiger head
ring closely. “This looks very beautiful. Let me try and fix this in your
cock.” Saying this she lifted my limp member and unscrewed the ampalang removed
the bar. She asked whether she should take out the apadravya as well. I said
“No. Not necessary. Take care and you can fix it.” She slipped the ring slowly
and found the spot to fit the bar. She licked the bar with her saliva and
pushed through the opening to the other side. It sat comfortably there. My dick
was slowing getting up and stiff. A very hard on, may be result of high
emotions. She was crazy about the tiger
head. She refused lubricated head saying that she is wet enough to take the
whole head in.
She undressed and moved to the edge of the bed. She
lay down spreading her thighs wide open at the edge. “Stand and push slowly so
I could feel it all the way.” I guided my dick to her wide open cunt and
pressed it down very slow. She asked me to carry her around the bed. She sat up
on the bed locked her hands around my neck. I pushed my hands down her thighs
lifted her from bed. She was light weight; it was easy to carry her around. I
went around not just the bed but to all the rooms and back to the bed. “You are
amazing my dear Aryan. I have been enjoying this posture immensely. Keep me
close and go on fucking.” She. Standing between her thighs I started working.
She was shivering though our bodies were hot. How long I went thrusting and she
feeling orgasm after orgasm? It does not count. At the end I slipped out of
her. She has closed her eyes and kept still for some more time. Finally K awoke
and stood up embraced me, close to her. We slid down in the bed, me flat and
she on the side. I turned aside and straddled one thigh over her crotch and one
hand covered golden globes. She was
whispering “I would like to learn as how many enjoyed this roaring tiger in
their inside, Dear Aryan.” I told her about them, sitting side by side on the
bed. “Dear K, beside V who was the first; the tiger entered auntie, L, Rajmata
and R.” I gave a short account of all that happened and the number of sessions
that occurred. “I will better all of
them.” We rested on the bed side by side. She turned and pushed me back. She
lifted her torso and pressed her busts on my chest. She started kissing full on
mouth, caressed my cheeks and went on kissing and caressing all over down. As
she reached my groin she lifted herself to kiss my shaft on. The dick was
getting stiff with all her cajoling raised its head up. She gobbled the head in
her mouth lolled it around. K rose from bed and put her legs wide towards me.
Holding the dick she pushed it into her hole and sat over the middle. Without
moving her hips, she started swinging back and forth. Her rounded busts jumping
up and down in tune with swinging body. It was a treat. But she did not allow
me to hold them. I was feeling the grip of her vaginal muscles in my shaft.
Grip, slip continued for longer. Her eyes were closed. When I was reaching the
point of climax, she lifted her hip and came down heavily on it. As I felt
ejaculating, she swung forward on my chest breathing fast. She remained so even
after me climaxing. She did not get up nor did I try to do it. Her breath
calmed and her body relaxed. I think she went to sleep in that position. I
slept without feeling any pressure on me.
Both awoke almost at the same moment and was broad day
light coming through the curtains. Room light was on for all night. She slowly
rose from me blinking her eyes. “Did you have a good sleep Aryan, me over you?
I am sorry.” She murmured. “I was fast asleep up to now without any
interruption. I am happy.” I said,
patting her.
She slipped from me stood up. “Oh, we slept
with lights on.” She went to the kitchen as naked as she was. Some minutes
later she brought two cups of coffee. Sat on my side offered a cup. There after
she moved with empty cups back to kitchen. She came to the room and took a
short wear and one for top. We both went to the bathroom for morning duties. I
had a linen cloth over me. K said “Yesterday I told you about me keeping fit
and trim, waiting for you to come to me. Every morning I do some yoga exercises
and have kept my body muscles toned. You can witness those yoga poses.” She
brought a cotton padded charpoy, spread it on the floor and sat down. The
exercises consisted of breathing in and out, working out the muscles and some
asanas. This went on for near about an hour. When complete she lay down on the
charpoy for some more time. Then she stood, held my hand saying “We will take
bath together.” I was all for it. Inside the bath, we soaped each other from
head to foot. Shower hissed with lukewarm water falling upon our bodies. Her
breasts were standing up receive the water on them directly. It was an experience
by itself. When touching sensual nerves she giggled with me joining. Came out
of bath and dried ourselves with towels. Both of us took some formal clothes to
wear for the day.
I followed her to the kitchen while she
prepared breakfast. I was no use there. We had a hot breakfast followed a glass
of milk. She went back to kitchen telling to look into magazines stacked in the
rack. Some women’s magazines, yoga instruction booklets and on health. There
were information on sex as well.
After a long time she came to announced
that she is ready with dishes for lunch. I said “It is not yet time for luch.”
She responded “So let us have a quickie meanwhile. There is no need for
preliminaries.” We both went to the bedroom where she just pushed her attire
and lay down. I noticed that her cunt was fully lubricated. I put my head
between her open thighs and licked in and out using a lot of saliva. Then I
entered her right away. The quickie lasted more time before we climaxed
together. We rested for some more time. We conversed there sitting.
We took our lunch and retired for some
times to have a catnap in the afternoon. Time passed from evening to night.
SECOND
In the bedroom we were naked. She bent down
on all four and directed me to enter her from behind. Her legs were spread wide
enough to show the open pussy. My shaft was hard that went through easily in
her. I was holding her close as she took steps forward awkwardly. One, two,
three. I felt her reaching climax by step eight. Before she collapsed on her
face I caught her up, her back onto my chest. My member slipped out slowly. I
guided her to bed and laid her down. She was in ecstasy. I lay down besides
comforting her. My caresses went through her body all over. It soother her and
she opened her eyes to see the reality. She huddled close to me murmuring words
“Unimaginable sensations and joy.” More time passed. K went flat on her back
and prodded me to prepare her for a second. I caressed her kissed and sucked
her breasts and nipples by turns. I sought her clitoris that had the bead
banging on it. I rolled the bead on it. Her cunt was wet enough to receive my
hardened prick. I rolled over her separated the legs wide and pushed in.
Starting with slow movements went on to pump fast enough for her climax. Mine
was still hard and pumping before I came in torrents. I was on her side put off
the light before going to sleep.
Morning came and we engaged in regular
work. K had her yoga with different postures. We took our bath together as on
earlier day, had breakfast. No quickie today. Instead we sat together chatting.
She was telling me about the community’s sympathetic and compassionate attitude
towards her situation in life. A grass widow abandoned by a man absconding
without trace. It is more than 14 years. Ram vanavas was less. If he comes
back, the community will punish him severely. She continued: “The people here
practice widow re-marriage. But I am not a widow. Some of my close friends used
to advise; take a lover if not a husband. Nobody will take objection in your
case. They also know that my cousin visits me as an annual ritual nothing more.
They don’t know about my affair. It is they who suggested going for a hood
piercing. All of them have it and know the usefulness when alone. The constant
tickling you feel even when you walk in the open or in a crowd is a mesmerising
effect on our libido.” Thus went the day.
THIRD
It was night and bed time. K was still
eager to have good fuck in a different position tonight. In the bed she made me
to prepare her by kiss and suck. It was some before she stood up. She took to
the wall and hung on my neck getting both hands locked behind. She raised her
legs and put them around my midriff. I locked my fingers and supported her on
my palms. She loosened her legs and anchored them on the wall. My dick was
sliding into her. She rocked her hips and went on fucking me. It was another
delirious experience. Her body is so supple that she could do all these due to
her toning up in yoga. The climax and I walked carrying her to the bed. It was
not the end. Sometime later she prodded me to mount her normally. I took her as
desired. When that was over, we were flat on our back touching close. She
switched of the light and we went to sleep till morning.
Two of her close friends came before lunch. K
introduced me to them as the son of the officer who was here with family. Aryan
only visit during vacation time for a few days. “He is very handsome” one
remarked while other nodded. K invited them to have lunch together. All three
helped each other in the kitchen. When conversing after lunch the elder of the
two suggested to K “Marry this handsome young man. He will fit you well.” The
other told K to take Aryan as your lover. K responded saying that “Aryan is my
lover as of now.” They agreed with K on her open reply. “You should try to
recompense all those years of abstinence though it cannot be imagined. Aryan,
be good and care K and that is our command to you.”
After they took leave of us; I and K talked about the
community attitude. Here they don’t object to mutual relations without marrying
the widow. She is allowed to have her choice with a widower or even one married.
FOURTH
The night
descended on us. Time for dinner.
In the bedroom we had a long lasting foreplay
caressing, tickling those erogenous zones of each other. This aroused us both
to high pitch. This time K dragged me to the edge of the bed. Taking the legs
she aimed her hole to my hardened dick. As she pressed down the tiger entered
her innards. Standing straight, she started moving up and down my shaft, her two
globes in slow dance. It lasted a long time. She collapsed at the end on me.
Moments later, I lifted her up. The tiger slipped out. I have to carry her to
middle of the bed. I lay beside her. Another long pause before coming awake. The
night was lengthening now. She wanted one more session. She was over me with
widened thighs and straddled over the erect dick, for long moments. We went on
a deep sleep within minutes.
Morning light was there when we woke up. Without any
ceremony K went and brought the cups of coffee. While we sipped she said “Let
us have a Good Morning fuck.” She handled my cock to arouse it. The morning
hard on is much pleasant. The mood was there and I pusher her flat on the bed
and taking her legs on my hands entered the pussy for all its worth. It felt
glorious indeed.
Silently we got up and set for our daily cores. She
said while we were having our breakfast “Aryan, I feel guilty. I am too selfish
to enjoy the roaring tiger inside my vaginal wall gripping it tight. Since your
glans is closed by the tiger head you might not have felt same sensations that
I had. I will remove the tiger now.” So saying she knelt down to handle my limp
shaft. She dislodged the bar stud and removed the tiger head. She kissed the
head “You will be safe in your box hence forth.” She also kissed my glans and
covered it.
That night I experienced the gripping muscles of K’s
vaginal walls on my glans. I don’t remember to have had such intense pleasure
in past though L tried. For the female; tiger was ecstasy but for me the glans
rubbing the sides was superb. That night there was no second fuck. During the
following nights we restricted our sex on alternate nights.
During those days we went together out visited a
number of homes. Some recognised me on introduction. All of them welcomed us as
good friends. I did not see any resentment to our relation on any one’s part.
On a morning we woke up late. There were clouds in sky
thunder and lightning announcing the arrival of monsoon. We had our coffee. K
got up and went to backyard as naked as she was. She motioned me to follow. “I
always enjoy the first monsoon showers on my naked body. It is a ritual with
me. Now come and dance with me in the rain.” She went into the open yard and
started to dance. I remembered enjoying the first showers during my childhood.
This was something different. Rain was pouring heavy.
We held our hands and started taking dancing steps. It
was cold water falling on our body. She arched her back and offered her
gorgeous busts to the rain gods when the water lashed on them splashing. The
two nipples were erect and nut hard on touch. We embraced and danced. Our
bodies felt warm though the rain was cold. This went on for a long time. She
motioned me sit on the grass turf with legs wide. “We will have rain fuck
today.” She sat on my lap wide open cunt. My own was ready to receive it. With
the cock in cunt we undulated enjoying the rain falling all over. It did last
some time before we reached orgasm together. We continued in that pose till we
felt freezing cold.
We got up and went inside dripping water on floor. We
got straight to the bath to have a hot shower. It felt soothing. Thereafter we
dried our bodies and entered the bedroom. We huddled together covered on the
bed warming each other. Time went on. “I forgot the time. No time breakfast. It
is nearer to lunch. You get to the table. I will be ready with some hot food a
brunch as they call it. The items consisted of grilled sandwiches, cheese cubes
and vegetable soup. The days passed on.
During these days I started thinking about my future. Up
to now I did not retrospect but it seems the time has come to think of settling
in life. I was wondering whether not I should settle with my dearest K on my
side. I thought of consulting with auntie. But before mentioning my choice to
auntie; I must find whether my dear K is in a mood to comply with me. For long
she was free and independent in her life. How will she react to my offer? I am
not sure that dear K will be willing to shift to a city life to be with me.
Rather she will be more likely to remain in this area that is much familiar to
her life.
On another day while we were together sitting on a
settee; I told her: “My dearest K, I was thinking about us, our future
together. Is it not time for us to settle our life? I know that you are settled
but what about me?”
She responded: “Yes it is for you to settle.”
“I was thinking about us both. I want you with me.”
“My dear Aaryan, I will be happy with you on my side.
So you should stay with me here. People here have already accepted us in the
community and that is much more than anything. In the city where your parents
and relations are may not remain gossiping about us. Even your parents may
accept our living together with some reservations. So I prefer you here. Think
of that for our happy future.”
I found it not easy to have my way with her. She has
more convincing reasons to her side than on my side. I just have not
established a profession or in a job at the capital. My reasoning was confined
to the fact I have my people there. What should I do now?
