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Please keep good care of yourself.
Understanding your situation, I didn't ping you in between.
भगवान आप को और आपके प्यार परिवार को सुखी, निरोगी, सानंद रखे।
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Latika and Abha were surprised to see a fully naked Rachna there. They had seen us - I mean all the adults in the households - naked many times before, but it was possibly the first time that they were seeing someone else like that. Abha did not remember much about the last night as she was mostly asleep. But if there were any doubts in her mind, they could lie in rest. Rachna had indeed suckled her in the night. Latika on the other hand felt a bit shy: she was not a child anymore, and what she did was a little risqué. But Rachna did not seem to mind and fulfilled her wishes. Which is why, she was now feeling shy in front of her, despite it was Rachna who was naked.
The girls were performing Surya Namaskar, and Rachna joined them. My assumption that Rachna was used to comfortable living and did not do any exercise was wrong! In fact, Rachna was a yogini. She might have an extra layer of fat on her body, but she was flexible and healthy - in a different way. Perhaps she just could not resist eating good food! Rachna showed the girls the twelve forms that are needed to complete Surya Namaskar. Then she proceeded to teach them the perfect form of Naukasan. She explained to Latika that it strengthens the core, which will help in better athletic performance. By this time, the girls were impressed!
“Can you show us something new… unique?” Latika asked.
“Why, yes! What do you want to see?”
“Anything… it would be wonderful to learn from you, Rachna!”
To say that Latika was smitten with Rachna is an understatement. Rachna was very beautiful. And on top of that, she had a Khajuraho-esque body. She also seemed to be very loving: breastfeeding her last night was a good enough testimony to this fact. She taught her more about her body and ‘female’ things than Amma (Kajal) ever did! That means she cared! She also was a yogini, which would mean that she could teach her many things related to physical fitness. Overall, she was an ultra-cool woman as well… her being naked here screamed of that fact! Wow!
‘How wonderful would it be if she stays with us!’ Latika thought.
Rachna thought for a moment and then said, “Well… Amar told me that you like to sprint… so, for you, I can suggest Chakrasan. This yogasan will strengthen your thighs, glutes, core, and shoulders, all in just one go! I think a sprinter’s body should be strong all over. So it will strengthen your hands as well.”
She then demonstrated two methods to perform Chakrasan. It is a difficult aasan to perform, but with Rachna’s help the girls could do it. Having a light body and flexibility always helps. Girls enjoyed doing it. When after a few trials, they were confident of doing it alone, all three of them did it together. While both Latika and Abha broke the pose after about ten seconds, Rachna continued to hold it for about two minutes. If you search for Chakrasan, you will see that in this aasan, the body takes the form of a bow. In this aasan, one must arch their back in reverse, such that the body rests on hands and feet on ground. In that pose, Rachna’s breasts flopped down towards her chin. Latika, who was free mischievously smiled and took one of Rachna’s nipples in her mouth. Rachna felt funny but continued to hold the pose for some time and let Latika do what she wanted.
Abha on the other hand was curious to see a mature vagina. It looked so different from her own. She could not resist and observed,
“Auntie, aapki shame-shame to santare ki faankon jaisi hai (Aunty, your unmentionables resemble the clefts of an orange).”
When Rachna finally broke the pose, she started laughing.
“Honey, there is nothing to be ashamed on it. It is not called, shame-shame… it is called ‘vulva’. I have it, you have it, Latika has it. All women have it.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. That is why we are women. Men have penises, women have vulvas. That is the difference between us.”
“But why?” It seemed unfair to Abha.
“Well, because that is nature honey. When a penis goes inside vulva, women get pregnant and have children.”
“Oh!”
“Yes. That is why you must think very carefully whose penis goes inside you. You don’t want to raise children of someone who you don’t love or who is unworthy…”
Abha thought for a moment and said, “So, that means I won’t have Deepak’s penis inside me.”
“Absolutely not!” Rachna had no idea who he was.
“But can I have Sameer’s penis?”
“Do you love him?”
Abha reddened with shame, “I did not say that.”
“Well, you should think more… and anyway, you are too young. You still have a few years to think about all this. When you will become a beautiful and well-educated young woman, you will have more men to choose from!”
Abha smiled. She liked Rachna.
“Auntie, I like you.”
“I like you too honey.” Rachna said and kissed her.
Latika was hearing this little conversation while suckling Rachna. Following her footsteps, Abha too joined the feeding frenzy! As the duo continued to suck, Rachna kissed the cheeks of both Abha and Latika.
“Honey,” she said to both of them, “I must leave… and you too must start to get ready for school. We will meet again! Okay? So enough for now?”
The girls were performing Surya Namaskar, and Rachna joined them. My assumption that Rachna was used to comfortable living and did not do any exercise was wrong! In fact, Rachna was a yogini. She might have an extra layer of fat on her body, but she was flexible and healthy - in a different way. Perhaps she just could not resist eating good food! Rachna showed the girls the twelve forms that are needed to complete Surya Namaskar. Then she proceeded to teach them the perfect form of Naukasan. She explained to Latika that it strengthens the core, which will help in better athletic performance. By this time, the girls were impressed!
“Can you show us something new… unique?” Latika asked.
“Why, yes! What do you want to see?”
“Anything… it would be wonderful to learn from you, Rachna!”
To say that Latika was smitten with Rachna is an understatement. Rachna was very beautiful. And on top of that, she had a Khajuraho-esque body. She also seemed to be very loving: breastfeeding her last night was a good enough testimony to this fact. She taught her more about her body and ‘female’ things than Amma (Kajal) ever did! That means she cared! She also was a yogini, which would mean that she could teach her many things related to physical fitness. Overall, she was an ultra-cool woman as well… her being naked here screamed of that fact! Wow!
‘How wonderful would it be if she stays with us!’ Latika thought.
Rachna thought for a moment and then said, “Well… Amar told me that you like to sprint… so, for you, I can suggest Chakrasan. This yogasan will strengthen your thighs, glutes, core, and shoulders, all in just one go! I think a sprinter’s body should be strong all over. So it will strengthen your hands as well.”
She then demonstrated two methods to perform Chakrasan. It is a difficult aasan to perform, but with Rachna’s help the girls could do it. Having a light body and flexibility always helps. Girls enjoyed doing it. When after a few trials, they were confident of doing it alone, all three of them did it together. While both Latika and Abha broke the pose after about ten seconds, Rachna continued to hold it for about two minutes. If you search for Chakrasan, you will see that in this aasan, the body takes the form of a bow. In this aasan, one must arch their back in reverse, such that the body rests on hands and feet on ground. In that pose, Rachna’s breasts flopped down towards her chin. Latika, who was free mischievously smiled and took one of Rachna’s nipples in her mouth. Rachna felt funny but continued to hold the pose for some time and let Latika do what she wanted.
Abha on the other hand was curious to see a mature vagina. It looked so different from her own. She could not resist and observed,
“Auntie, aapki shame-shame to santare ki faankon jaisi hai (Aunty, your unmentionables resemble the clefts of an orange).”
When Rachna finally broke the pose, she started laughing.
“Honey, there is nothing to be ashamed on it. It is not called, shame-shame… it is called ‘vulva’. I have it, you have it, Latika has it. All women have it.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. That is why we are women. Men have penises, women have vulvas. That is the difference between us.”
“But why?” It seemed unfair to Abha.
“Well, because that is nature honey. When a penis goes inside vulva, women get pregnant and have children.”
“Oh!”
“Yes. That is why you must think very carefully whose penis goes inside you. You don’t want to raise children of someone who you don’t love or who is unworthy…”
Abha thought for a moment and said, “So, that means I won’t have Deepak’s penis inside me.”
“Absolutely not!” Rachna had no idea who he was.
“But can I have Sameer’s penis?”
“Do you love him?”
Abha reddened with shame, “I did not say that.”
“Well, you should think more… and anyway, you are too young. You still have a few years to think about all this. When you will become a beautiful and well-educated young woman, you will have more men to choose from!”
Abha smiled. She liked Rachna.
“Auntie, I like you.”
“I like you too honey.” Rachna said and kissed her.
Latika was hearing this little conversation while suckling Rachna. Following her footsteps, Abha too joined the feeding frenzy! As the duo continued to suck, Rachna kissed the cheeks of both Abha and Latika.
“Honey,” she said to both of them, “I must leave… and you too must start to get ready for school. We will meet again! Okay? So enough for now?”
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Rachna was fully dressed to return to her house when Abha and Latika hugged her goodbye before leaving for school. I was amazed to see that all three came ‘that’ close! Rachna too left soon after, despite Kajal asking her to stay for some more time for breakfast. Rachna said that she also needed to look after her daughter, who might have gone crazy for not seeing her. At least she will drop her off to her school. I kissed her on her mouth before bidding my goodbye and then came back inside.
Making love to her several times had relaxed me and even tired me. I did not sleep the entire night and wanted to catch up with some sleep. So, I fell asleep and got up only at 11am. I felt good and fresh. I decided to take a day’s break from my work! Not something I usually did. So, I called my second-in-command at office that I was taking a day off. When I checked my texts, I saw several texts from Rachna. She had thanked me for a wonderful night and some ‘cute’ experiences with the girls! She also mentioned that Kajal was a wonderful woman… apparently, Kajal had already called her to check whether she had reached her home safely.
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“How is she?” asked Kajal curiously when she saw me coming towards the kitchen.
“She seems nice.”
“Seems nice?” she emphasized seems.
“Ha ha… I think she is good!”
“Yes, she seems like a good woman! And she is beautiful.”
“Oh! Smashing hot!”
“Indeed, she is… I would say, go out with her some more. Get to know her some more…” and that reminded her of,
“Does she know about Bahu?”
“No. I did not tell her.”
“Does she know about anything about our peculiar ways?”
“No. I did not tell her.”
“I thought so.” She paused and then added, “When you introduced me as the ‘head of the family’, I knew that you did not tell her about Bahu.”
“But you are the head of this family!”
“How sweet of you to say this…” She contemplated for a bit before saying, but then she said it, “Amar, are you ashamed of Suman and Sunil… or you and me?”
“What! Ashamed? Why did you say that Kajal? No way. I am so happy and proud of them. I did not tell Rachna about Ma and Sunil, because I was not sure how she would react… Similarly, I did not tell her about us, because that was none of her business… I mean… it was none of her business before last night. I first needed to know whether there is any compatibility between us and whether she has a good heart… and since we both are now thinking about a long-term relationship, I will tell her about everything. Full disclosure.”
“So, is she compatible with you and does she have a good heart?”
“Well… I put her through a test. I asked her to breastfeed Abha and Latika.”
“What? You did not!” Kajal was incredulous.
“I did! And she did breastfeed them. I don’t know about Abha… but I think Latika likes her. She even asked for second servings… ha ha!”
“Oh God! Oh God! Ha ha! You are a very naughty boy!”
“You should have seen Rachna… she was all motherly while suckling the girls. She even taught her about sex and stuff.”
“Oh God! Good… I could never bring myself to teach her about that. I know, I know… we are a very close family… but still. I still think about Latika as a little girl.”
“So do I… and that is where Rachna has value. She can be motherly as well as objective when it is required.”
“Hmmm… I am happy that you have finally opened up to find love again… it would be nice to see you with a wife again!”
“Ohh!”
“Why! This is good.”
“I know this is good…” I agreed and held Kajal’s hands in mine, “…she wants to get pregnant.”
“That is good. That shows that she is seriously considering to be your wife.”
“Hmm…”
“You must not doubt a woman’s desire to become a mother. A woman is a vessel after all.”
“A vessel?”
“Yes. A vessel. Take the case of Bahu… she had you with Babu ji… and now she has had Sunil’s child… at present she is carrying another of his child. So, she is a vessel. Take me. I had Sunil and Latika with my husband… and I had one of yours too… so, I am a vessel. Marie… she had yours… So, you see my point - women are vessels.”
“I don’t like the idea of trivializing women in such a manner.”
“No. I am not trivializing women. I am saying that we are vessels… of creation. We take raw material from men… care for it… nurture it… and love it… and make it into something amazing! Rachna is also the same. She has a daughter from her ex-husband and now wants to have another child… from you. It is a good thing. She seems to have a good evaluation of you and that is why she wants your child. She is fertile… why shouldn’t she have more children, if possible?”
“No… I never said that she should not…”
“Then tell me, how is she?”
“She is nice… soft all over… she is not plump… but is curvy.”
“I could tell.”
I said amusingly, “She uses some body cream, that tastes sweet.”
“And she uses that cream on her nipples?”
“Yes! Ha ha!”
“Good. I can give you honey for next time!”
“She is not as tight as you.” I said as an afterthought.
“Really?”
“Yeah! Sliding inside her was… smoother.”
“Hmm… did you enjoy that?”
“I mean, I did not complain. It was enjoyable in a different way, yes. I could make love to her for longer time.”
“How many times did you do with her?”
“Four!” I said simply and started to unbutton her blouse.
“Good!” Kajal started to say but seeing me unbuttoning her blouse added, “Aye mister, office nahi jaana hai kya (Don’t you have to go to the office)?”
“Just once… and then I am off to office!” I said removing her blouse.
“Four times with Rachna and you are still insatiable!”
“Dadi Ma is so sexy… how can I control myself?”
“Ha ha! Dadi Ma does not want you to control yourself.”
We kept silent as I removed her saree and then she said,
“You must tell her about Bahu.” She said seriously and added after a brief pause, “I don’t know how she will react when she comes to know that I am a maid.”
I was undoing her petticoat when she said that. I stopped. I was not happy that she said it.
“Kajal! How dare you refer yourself as maid? You are my everything… since… forever! Which role in my life you did not play? You are my best friend… my lover… you care for me as my mother… you are my rock! My support system. You are more than my family. I know because of my selfishness I did not let you live with Sunil… but that has also something to do with because I love you and I need you… always!”
Kajal heard what I needed to say patiently and silently cried. I could see tears forming and dropping. I added,
“If I am forced to choose between everything that I have and you… I will choose you… I will very happily choose you. All that I have is because of you. You are my special one, and I will not let anything… or anyone ruin our relationship.”
Kajal smiled very emotionally. Standing there, half-naked, she looked cute.
“I know that, honey… I know that. But most people will not understand what we have.”
“Do I look like a person who cares about others?”
“No!” she smiled through her tears.
“Kajal?” I said as I finally undid her petticoat.
“Mmm?”
“Let us get married…”
Contrary to other days, Kajal did not object today… so I continued,
“We can have a baby or two together…”
“Oh Amar… you do know how much I have desired to be your wife. But I have always said that I am not the right one for you.” She said softly, holding my head with so much love that I melted, “If you want me to get married, you will have to marry me off to someone else.”
“Marry you off to someone else? Jisse tumhari yeh pyari si choot koi aur chode (So that someone else fucks your cute vagina)?”
“Why are you jealous? Of course… my husband will fuck me!”
“I want to fuck you… I want to be your husband!”
“You can fuck me without being my husband!”
I smiled, “Let us go on a date today! I have never taken you out on one…” I said, touching her pussy.
“What! Ha ha… where did that come from?”
“Let’s go one a date,” I ignored her question and continued, “and when we return, let’s keep you naked. You have not done that in a very long while.”
“What has gotten into you today, Mr. Singh? Ha ha!”
I lifted a very naked Kajal in my arms and put her on the kitchen countertop.
“And let me fuck you on the kitchen countertop… we have never done that!”
I looked at the very naked and widely smiling Kajal. My penis started to swell.
“God, you are so beautiful,” I murmured as I took in her naked beauty.
“Ha ha! I am now a grandmother!”
“A beautiful, hot, and sexy grandmother!”
Rachna was fully dressed to return to her house when Abha and Latika hugged her goodbye before leaving for school. I was amazed to see that all three came ‘that’ close! Rachna too left soon after, despite Kajal asking her to stay for some more time for breakfast. Rachna said that she also needed to look after her daughter, who might have gone crazy for not seeing her. At least she will drop her off to her school. I kissed her on her mouth before bidding my goodbye and then came back inside.
Making love to her several times had relaxed me and even tired me. I did not sleep the entire night and wanted to catch up with some sleep. So, I fell asleep and got up only at 11am. I felt good and fresh. I decided to take a day’s break from my work! Not something I usually did. So, I called my second-in-command at office that I was taking a day off. When I checked my texts, I saw several texts from Rachna. She had thanked me for a wonderful night and some ‘cute’ experiences with the girls! She also mentioned that Kajal was a wonderful woman… apparently, Kajal had already called her to check whether she had reached her home safely.
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“How is she?” asked Kajal curiously when she saw me coming towards the kitchen.
“She seems nice.”
“Seems nice?” she emphasized seems.
“Ha ha… I think she is good!”
“Yes, she seems like a good woman! And she is beautiful.”
“Oh! Smashing hot!”
“Indeed, she is… I would say, go out with her some more. Get to know her some more…” and that reminded her of,
“Does she know about Bahu?”
“No. I did not tell her.”
“Does she know about anything about our peculiar ways?”
“No. I did not tell her.”
“I thought so.” She paused and then added, “When you introduced me as the ‘head of the family’, I knew that you did not tell her about Bahu.”
“But you are the head of this family!”
“How sweet of you to say this…” She contemplated for a bit before saying, but then she said it, “Amar, are you ashamed of Suman and Sunil… or you and me?”
“What! Ashamed? Why did you say that Kajal? No way. I am so happy and proud of them. I did not tell Rachna about Ma and Sunil, because I was not sure how she would react… Similarly, I did not tell her about us, because that was none of her business… I mean… it was none of her business before last night. I first needed to know whether there is any compatibility between us and whether she has a good heart… and since we both are now thinking about a long-term relationship, I will tell her about everything. Full disclosure.”
“So, is she compatible with you and does she have a good heart?”
“Well… I put her through a test. I asked her to breastfeed Abha and Latika.”
“What? You did not!” Kajal was incredulous.
“I did! And she did breastfeed them. I don’t know about Abha… but I think Latika likes her. She even asked for second servings… ha ha!”
“Oh God! Oh God! Ha ha! You are a very naughty boy!”
“You should have seen Rachna… she was all motherly while suckling the girls. She even taught her about sex and stuff.”
“Oh God! Good… I could never bring myself to teach her about that. I know, I know… we are a very close family… but still. I still think about Latika as a little girl.”
“So do I… and that is where Rachna has value. She can be motherly as well as objective when it is required.”
“Hmmm… I am happy that you have finally opened up to find love again… it would be nice to see you with a wife again!”
“Ohh!”
“Why! This is good.”
“I know this is good…” I agreed and held Kajal’s hands in mine, “…she wants to get pregnant.”
“That is good. That shows that she is seriously considering to be your wife.”
“Hmm…”
“You must not doubt a woman’s desire to become a mother. A woman is a vessel after all.”
“A vessel?”
“Yes. A vessel. Take the case of Bahu… she had you with Babu ji… and now she has had Sunil’s child… at present she is carrying another of his child. So, she is a vessel. Take me. I had Sunil and Latika with my husband… and I had one of yours too… so, I am a vessel. Marie… she had yours… So, you see my point - women are vessels.”
“I don’t like the idea of trivializing women in such a manner.”
“No. I am not trivializing women. I am saying that we are vessels… of creation. We take raw material from men… care for it… nurture it… and love it… and make it into something amazing! Rachna is also the same. She has a daughter from her ex-husband and now wants to have another child… from you. It is a good thing. She seems to have a good evaluation of you and that is why she wants your child. She is fertile… why shouldn’t she have more children, if possible?”
“No… I never said that she should not…”
“Then tell me, how is she?”
“She is nice… soft all over… she is not plump… but is curvy.”
“I could tell.”
I said amusingly, “She uses some body cream, that tastes sweet.”
“And she uses that cream on her nipples?”
“Yes! Ha ha!”
“Good. I can give you honey for next time!”
“She is not as tight as you.” I said as an afterthought.
“Really?”
“Yeah! Sliding inside her was… smoother.”
“Hmm… did you enjoy that?”
“I mean, I did not complain. It was enjoyable in a different way, yes. I could make love to her for longer time.”
“How many times did you do with her?”
“Four!” I said simply and started to unbutton her blouse.
“Good!” Kajal started to say but seeing me unbuttoning her blouse added, “Aye mister, office nahi jaana hai kya (Don’t you have to go to the office)?”
“Just once… and then I am off to office!” I said removing her blouse.
“Four times with Rachna and you are still insatiable!”
“Dadi Ma is so sexy… how can I control myself?”
“Ha ha! Dadi Ma does not want you to control yourself.”
We kept silent as I removed her saree and then she said,
“You must tell her about Bahu.” She said seriously and added after a brief pause, “I don’t know how she will react when she comes to know that I am a maid.”
I was undoing her petticoat when she said that. I stopped. I was not happy that she said it.
“Kajal! How dare you refer yourself as maid? You are my everything… since… forever! Which role in my life you did not play? You are my best friend… my lover… you care for me as my mother… you are my rock! My support system. You are more than my family. I know because of my selfishness I did not let you live with Sunil… but that has also something to do with because I love you and I need you… always!”
Kajal heard what I needed to say patiently and silently cried. I could see tears forming and dropping. I added,
“If I am forced to choose between everything that I have and you… I will choose you… I will very happily choose you. All that I have is because of you. You are my special one, and I will not let anything… or anyone ruin our relationship.”
Kajal smiled very emotionally. Standing there, half-naked, she looked cute.
“I know that, honey… I know that. But most people will not understand what we have.”
“Do I look like a person who cares about others?”
“No!” she smiled through her tears.
“Kajal?” I said as I finally undid her petticoat.
“Mmm?”
“Let us get married…”
Contrary to other days, Kajal did not object today… so I continued,
“We can have a baby or two together…”
“Oh Amar… you do know how much I have desired to be your wife. But I have always said that I am not the right one for you.” She said softly, holding my head with so much love that I melted, “If you want me to get married, you will have to marry me off to someone else.”
“Marry you off to someone else? Jisse tumhari yeh pyari si choot koi aur chode (So that someone else fucks your cute vagina)?”
“Why are you jealous? Of course… my husband will fuck me!”
“I want to fuck you… I want to be your husband!”
“You can fuck me without being my husband!”
I smiled, “Let us go on a date today! I have never taken you out on one…” I said, touching her pussy.
“What! Ha ha… where did that come from?”
“Let’s go one a date,” I ignored her question and continued, “and when we return, let’s keep you naked. You have not done that in a very long while.”
“What has gotten into you today, Mr. Singh? Ha ha!”
I lifted a very naked Kajal in my arms and put her on the kitchen countertop.
“And let me fuck you on the kitchen countertop… we have never done that!”
I looked at the very naked and widely smiling Kajal. My penis started to swell.
“God, you are so beautiful,” I murmured as I took in her naked beauty.
“Ha ha! I am now a grandmother!”
“A beautiful, hot, and sexy grandmother!”
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I said as I opened her thighs… her clitoral ridge peeked out. I kissed her: our tongues started to dance a slow but deliberate tango. As I brought my hand up her thigh, she bent her knees and spread her thighs even more. I was awestruck at the softness and warmth of her vulva. I moved my finger along the slit a couple of times, then turned the corner and pushed inside her. She was slicker now, but still not fully wet, and she accepted my finger up to the second knuckle. It didn't seem to hurt her, but I still was very careful not to push too hard.
I finger fucked Kajal for a couple of minutes, rubbing her pussy and alternatively kissing her mouth and nipples. Then I slowly moved down, licking her belly. She giggled and pushed my head away when I tongued her navel but, there was no question she knew where I was going, and the idea was causing her to pant and hump harder against my hand. Soon, my lips met her vaginal lips. Kajal was an amazing woman… I could worship her like that forever! At first, being at her side, all I could do was run my tongue along her slit, moving it back and forth across her clitoris while trying to bend my neck for better access. She humped against me and again shivered, having a small orgasm. I was rewarded with greater slickness on my tongue.
I straightened up, then took her thighs in each of my hands and pulled her by the back of her knees, turning her sideways. She adjusted, understanding how I was positioning her, laying across the kitchen counter with her legs dangling off the edge. Now, kneeling between her knees, I bent down and could fully access her pussy. The thick outer lips pulled apart, the thin inner lips, meeting at the bump of her clitoris, where also pulled slightly apart. I leaned down and put my lips against her lower lips, moving my tongue again along her inner folds. This time, her inner lips parted and provided a channel; the tip to push against her clitoris. I moved in circles around it and was rewarded by her hands around my head as she leaned on me as I ate her out.
Suddenly Kajal convulsed, squeezing my head, and throwing her head back as she lifted herself off the counter-top, shoving her pussy against my mouth, and moaned. She glowed with sweat blush enveloping her body… even her thighs flushed pink, and her nipples had both contracted and pushed out. Then, almost as quickly, she sank back down on me, panting. After some time, as we regained some senses, Kajal laid on the counter-top. I leaned back and looked at her: she was spread out lasciviously on the kitchen counter, still panting and her eyes closed.
“Oh God! I can never get enough of you!” she declared.
My penis was screaming for release. Despite fully emptying myself in Rachna last night, I was again ready with a spoonful of my seeds that needed to be safely deposited inside a hot and welcoming vessel.
“This… despite thinking of you differently.”
“Differently? How?” I asked.
“Well… in some ways, I think of you as my son.”
“What!”
‘Oh God!’
“Yes. I mean, I have breastfed you… not always thinking of you as my lover, but many times thinking of you as my son.”
She said, lovingly and gently stroking the length of my penis as she continued,
“Even when you make love to me, I sometimes think of you as my son… you know… like you are going into me. When I was pregnant with you, I thought it was you who I was carrying.”
She got up and gently swallowed my penis in her mouth… the entire length! Her eyes watered but she still kept it inside her mouth for some time.
“Kajal… while I love the feeling of your mouth, I want to do it in your pussy!”
She nodded and released me. Then, putting my hands under her knees, I pulled her toward me, moving her pussy to the edge of the kitchen counter. She looked up at me with alarmed anticipation, then down at my cock sticking up from between her legs. Kajal had never fully adjusted to my size and still felt discomfort during the initial few moments of fucking. I straightened up more, now she could see the entire enraged shaft, hanging over the rise of her pussy. She relaxed, sinking down slightly, accepting what was going to happen next.
Without saying a word, I reached down and spread her pussy with my thumbs, exposing her inner parts entirely. I could see a beautiful, pink coloured waiting for me. I placed my head against the entrance and pushed forward, putting just a little pressure on her sex. Her eyes
grew big as the head of my penis pushed inside her pussy… her vulval lips parted slightly, stretching around it. I moved back and forth, slightly pushing in and out. After four or five of these very small strokes I saw her relax again, the tension leaving her thighs, her head sinking slightly, her eye losing some of their sharpness.
“Go ahead,” she whispered, blowing out her breath, then drawing in with a slightly ragged hiss, “fuck me like this is our first time…” she suggested.
I pushed harder… again she tensed, shutting her eyes. I pulled back, then pushed more. My penis was now neatly buried inside her. Kajal pulled away and scrunched up her face with pain, a whine escaping from her throat. When she looked back down at me, tears ran out of the corners of her eyes and down into her hair. My penis had disappeared into her vagina. I held still for almost a minute as the sting passed away from her face. When I pulled back
she again tensed, looking at me with wide eyes. When I pushed back in, her eyelids drooped. Every fiber of my body was screaming for me to slam my penis deep inside this little girl. Four hard shoves and I knew I would be blowing deep inside her womb, but I kept control, slowly moving my hips. Every small push opened her pussy some more. As we moved, the tenseness of pain was slowly overcome by a flush of her building orgasm. After maybe five minutes of careful thrusts, she was now breathing to meet my thrusts, holding her knees up, her feet off the floor. I could not get enough of watching my cock, smeared with her love juices, sliding in and out of her pussy.
Now she reached up and grasped my upper arms, moving with my assaults, breathing through her mouth, her eyes wide. I was stroking now, harder, pulling almost all the way out of her body, then to push back, her pussy was now gleefully accepting my penis before I
reached the top. We built more and she started to groan slightly with every plunge. The semen was building to tremendous pressure behind my balls. Then she went off, her body shaking, her head again thrown back, a cry breaking from her lips. At the same time, I started pumping sperm into her, flooding her vessel. The idea of my little swimmers exploring around inside her just made me cum more, blowing shot after shot deep in her.
I lifted her up against me and we slid off the kitchen counter, my Kajal splayed across my hips, impaled on my penis. We were both panting, our sweaty chests together. Dizzily, I struggled up to my feet, she latched her legs around my ass as she squeezed my neck. I turned around and sat on the edge of the kitchen counter. Then we laughed as I scooted back and turned sideways, my penis still deep up inside her. I lay back, pulling my little girl wife with me, down on top of me. We calmed; our breaths started to normalize.
“Was it like how you wanted, Kajal?”
“Oh! It was even better!”
We cuddled, facing each other on our sides, I kissed the top of her forehead and she kissed my neck. A little while later she rolled over, and I curled around her. A contented sigh escaped her, and I again kissed her.
“Amar?”
“Hmmm?”
“When you get married, please marry me off to someone.”
“Are you sure Kajal… is that what you want?”
“Yes. I also need a man in my life.”
“Honestly Kajal… I hate the idea of giving you away to someone else.”
“I know. But why? Are you jealous?”
“No. I am not jealous… well, in parts, I might be a little jealous… but more than that, I am concerned. I am not sure how another person will treat you… and I will hate to see you and Latika go away as well.”
“Hmm… then… find me a good man… one who will take care of me and will treat me with love and respect. Also, one with as strong penis as yours.”
“Ha ha ha!”
“I would be lucky to have you as my husband… honest! But I don’t want to drag you down. I am an illiterate person. Having sex is one thing… but being a life partner is another.”
“I would say you have been an amazing life partner for me.”
“No. I have been more like a caretaker to you. But you need a life partner. When you do, I too will need one.”
“I agree. With the last bit.”
“I have been very lucky since you came in my life… my children and I found a great family to be with! You have been so kind to us. Sunil got a great lifeline because of you and your family. Latika got a great lifeline because of you and your family. I got so much love and respect from your family.”
I did not want to interrupt her. Once Kajal was calmed post coitus, she would blabber for some time. This was nothing unusual for her. She was pleased going over all the good things that happened in her life.
“Then Sunil found Bahu. I became a Dadi Ma, and soon will become Dadi Ma the second time… his life is now blessed. The union of your family and my family is blessed by God! Any happiness came to me and my family only when we came together.”
“Then why not marry me.”
“I am yours always. But please have someone else as your wife.”
“Hmm… but let’s have a date today… and do what I ask you to do.”
“I know what you ask me to do.”
“And what is that?”
“You will ask me to be naked.”
“Ha ha ha!”
“I will do it. I just hope that children don’t feel odd.”
“They have already seen Rachna.”
“Yes. Yes! Okay… Mr. Singh, you have your date.”
I finger fucked Kajal for a couple of minutes, rubbing her pussy and alternatively kissing her mouth and nipples. Then I slowly moved down, licking her belly. She giggled and pushed my head away when I tongued her navel but, there was no question she knew where I was going, and the idea was causing her to pant and hump harder against my hand. Soon, my lips met her vaginal lips. Kajal was an amazing woman… I could worship her like that forever! At first, being at her side, all I could do was run my tongue along her slit, moving it back and forth across her clitoris while trying to bend my neck for better access. She humped against me and again shivered, having a small orgasm. I was rewarded with greater slickness on my tongue.
I straightened up, then took her thighs in each of my hands and pulled her by the back of her knees, turning her sideways. She adjusted, understanding how I was positioning her, laying across the kitchen counter with her legs dangling off the edge. Now, kneeling between her knees, I bent down and could fully access her pussy. The thick outer lips pulled apart, the thin inner lips, meeting at the bump of her clitoris, where also pulled slightly apart. I leaned down and put my lips against her lower lips, moving my tongue again along her inner folds. This time, her inner lips parted and provided a channel; the tip to push against her clitoris. I moved in circles around it and was rewarded by her hands around my head as she leaned on me as I ate her out.
Suddenly Kajal convulsed, squeezing my head, and throwing her head back as she lifted herself off the counter-top, shoving her pussy against my mouth, and moaned. She glowed with sweat blush enveloping her body… even her thighs flushed pink, and her nipples had both contracted and pushed out. Then, almost as quickly, she sank back down on me, panting. After some time, as we regained some senses, Kajal laid on the counter-top. I leaned back and looked at her: she was spread out lasciviously on the kitchen counter, still panting and her eyes closed.
“Oh God! I can never get enough of you!” she declared.
My penis was screaming for release. Despite fully emptying myself in Rachna last night, I was again ready with a spoonful of my seeds that needed to be safely deposited inside a hot and welcoming vessel.
“This… despite thinking of you differently.”
“Differently? How?” I asked.
“Well… in some ways, I think of you as my son.”
“What!”
‘Oh God!’
“Yes. I mean, I have breastfed you… not always thinking of you as my lover, but many times thinking of you as my son.”
She said, lovingly and gently stroking the length of my penis as she continued,
“Even when you make love to me, I sometimes think of you as my son… you know… like you are going into me. When I was pregnant with you, I thought it was you who I was carrying.”
She got up and gently swallowed my penis in her mouth… the entire length! Her eyes watered but she still kept it inside her mouth for some time.
“Kajal… while I love the feeling of your mouth, I want to do it in your pussy!”
She nodded and released me. Then, putting my hands under her knees, I pulled her toward me, moving her pussy to the edge of the kitchen counter. She looked up at me with alarmed anticipation, then down at my cock sticking up from between her legs. Kajal had never fully adjusted to my size and still felt discomfort during the initial few moments of fucking. I straightened up more, now she could see the entire enraged shaft, hanging over the rise of her pussy. She relaxed, sinking down slightly, accepting what was going to happen next.
Without saying a word, I reached down and spread her pussy with my thumbs, exposing her inner parts entirely. I could see a beautiful, pink coloured waiting for me. I placed my head against the entrance and pushed forward, putting just a little pressure on her sex. Her eyes
grew big as the head of my penis pushed inside her pussy… her vulval lips parted slightly, stretching around it. I moved back and forth, slightly pushing in and out. After four or five of these very small strokes I saw her relax again, the tension leaving her thighs, her head sinking slightly, her eye losing some of their sharpness.
“Go ahead,” she whispered, blowing out her breath, then drawing in with a slightly ragged hiss, “fuck me like this is our first time…” she suggested.
I pushed harder… again she tensed, shutting her eyes. I pulled back, then pushed more. My penis was now neatly buried inside her. Kajal pulled away and scrunched up her face with pain, a whine escaping from her throat. When she looked back down at me, tears ran out of the corners of her eyes and down into her hair. My penis had disappeared into her vagina. I held still for almost a minute as the sting passed away from her face. When I pulled back
she again tensed, looking at me with wide eyes. When I pushed back in, her eyelids drooped. Every fiber of my body was screaming for me to slam my penis deep inside this little girl. Four hard shoves and I knew I would be blowing deep inside her womb, but I kept control, slowly moving my hips. Every small push opened her pussy some more. As we moved, the tenseness of pain was slowly overcome by a flush of her building orgasm. After maybe five minutes of careful thrusts, she was now breathing to meet my thrusts, holding her knees up, her feet off the floor. I could not get enough of watching my cock, smeared with her love juices, sliding in and out of her pussy.
Now she reached up and grasped my upper arms, moving with my assaults, breathing through her mouth, her eyes wide. I was stroking now, harder, pulling almost all the way out of her body, then to push back, her pussy was now gleefully accepting my penis before I
reached the top. We built more and she started to groan slightly with every plunge. The semen was building to tremendous pressure behind my balls. Then she went off, her body shaking, her head again thrown back, a cry breaking from her lips. At the same time, I started pumping sperm into her, flooding her vessel. The idea of my little swimmers exploring around inside her just made me cum more, blowing shot after shot deep in her.
I lifted her up against me and we slid off the kitchen counter, my Kajal splayed across my hips, impaled on my penis. We were both panting, our sweaty chests together. Dizzily, I struggled up to my feet, she latched her legs around my ass as she squeezed my neck. I turned around and sat on the edge of the kitchen counter. Then we laughed as I scooted back and turned sideways, my penis still deep up inside her. I lay back, pulling my little girl wife with me, down on top of me. We calmed; our breaths started to normalize.
“Was it like how you wanted, Kajal?”
“Oh! It was even better!”
We cuddled, facing each other on our sides, I kissed the top of her forehead and she kissed my neck. A little while later she rolled over, and I curled around her. A contented sigh escaped her, and I again kissed her.
“Amar?”
“Hmmm?”
“When you get married, please marry me off to someone.”
“Are you sure Kajal… is that what you want?”
“Yes. I also need a man in my life.”
“Honestly Kajal… I hate the idea of giving you away to someone else.”
“I know. But why? Are you jealous?”
“No. I am not jealous… well, in parts, I might be a little jealous… but more than that, I am concerned. I am not sure how another person will treat you… and I will hate to see you and Latika go away as well.”
“Hmm… then… find me a good man… one who will take care of me and will treat me with love and respect. Also, one with as strong penis as yours.”
“Ha ha ha!”
“I would be lucky to have you as my husband… honest! But I don’t want to drag you down. I am an illiterate person. Having sex is one thing… but being a life partner is another.”
“I would say you have been an amazing life partner for me.”
“No. I have been more like a caretaker to you. But you need a life partner. When you do, I too will need one.”
“I agree. With the last bit.”
“I have been very lucky since you came in my life… my children and I found a great family to be with! You have been so kind to us. Sunil got a great lifeline because of you and your family. Latika got a great lifeline because of you and your family. I got so much love and respect from your family.”
I did not want to interrupt her. Once Kajal was calmed post coitus, she would blabber for some time. This was nothing unusual for her. She was pleased going over all the good things that happened in her life.
“Then Sunil found Bahu. I became a Dadi Ma, and soon will become Dadi Ma the second time… his life is now blessed. The union of your family and my family is blessed by God! Any happiness came to me and my family only when we came together.”
“Then why not marry me.”
“I am yours always. But please have someone else as your wife.”
“Hmm… but let’s have a date today… and do what I ask you to do.”
“I know what you ask me to do.”
“And what is that?”
“You will ask me to be naked.”
“Ha ha ha!”
“I will do it. I just hope that children don’t feel odd.”
“They have already seen Rachna.”
“Yes. Yes! Okay… Mr. Singh, you have your date.”
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Kajal and I had an amazing date. We watched a matinee show. The movie was stupid, but we enjoyed it because of each other’s company. We followed it by a shopping spree. I purchased a couple of sexy lingerie for Kajal. She never wore anything else other than saree blouse. But on my repeated insistence, Kajal agreed to purchase a short skirt and a matching blouse to go with that. Then we purchased a few clothes for Latika and Abha. We returned home in the afternoon, just after the kids returned home.
As planned, I followed Kajal to her room. I helped her disrobe. While I was removing her saree, Latika entered the room, followed by Abha. She was surprised to see what I was doing. But I continued. It was impossible for me to be nonplussed. I loved seeing her naked. So, as I stripped her, I was becoming visibly delighted. Latika simply gawked.
“Daddy, why are you stripping Dadi Ma?” Abha innocently asked.
“Dadi Ma will be naked for this evening and night, honey!”
“What! Why?”
I unbuttoned her blouse and soon a beautiful pair of breasts came into view.
“Don’t you think that Dadi Ma is beautiful?”
“Oh, she is very pretty!” Abha declared happily.
“So, should she hide her beauty?”
“Nooo… I like to see her like that.”
“If you want, you can suckle,” I told the girls.
Kajal smiled. She loved the girls and had let them suckle her. But the girls did not do anything. I continued to undress Kajal. Finally, when I slipped her panties down, they gasped.
“What? What happened?”
“You really stripped Amma!” Latika exclaimed.
“Yes. I said that, didn’t I?”
When Kajal was fully divested off her clothes, I gently caressed her slit. Kajal smiled, her eyes closed. For others, it might have been a vulgar display, but for us it was beautiful! Latika could make out that she liked what I did. With the newly found knowledge from Rachna, she could appreciate it. Latika had not seen her mother like that – at least in her active memory.
“Your Amma is so beautiful!” I told Latika.
“She is…” she said, her eyes still riveted to Kajal’s vulva.
“You like it? Here… see it up close…” I said spreading her vulva a little, “… come… touch it?”
Latika did. She was amazed.
“This is where you came out!”
“What! Didi… you came out from there?” Abha was shocked!
“Yes honey.” I confirmed.
“But Daddy… it is very small.”
“Honey, when you will grow older, and you will find love… then you too will have a beautiful baby like yourself from there!”
“Is it true?” Abha asked to no one in particular.
Kajal gave a very affectionate smile and nodded, “I wish all of you came from here. I would have loved to be mother to all of you.”
As planned, I followed Kajal to her room. I helped her disrobe. While I was removing her saree, Latika entered the room, followed by Abha. She was surprised to see what I was doing. But I continued. It was impossible for me to be nonplussed. I loved seeing her naked. So, as I stripped her, I was becoming visibly delighted. Latika simply gawked.
“Daddy, why are you stripping Dadi Ma?” Abha innocently asked.
“Dadi Ma will be naked for this evening and night, honey!”
“What! Why?”
I unbuttoned her blouse and soon a beautiful pair of breasts came into view.
“Don’t you think that Dadi Ma is beautiful?”
“Oh, she is very pretty!” Abha declared happily.
“So, should she hide her beauty?”
“Nooo… I like to see her like that.”
“If you want, you can suckle,” I told the girls.
Kajal smiled. She loved the girls and had let them suckle her. But the girls did not do anything. I continued to undress Kajal. Finally, when I slipped her panties down, they gasped.
“What? What happened?”
“You really stripped Amma!” Latika exclaimed.
“Yes. I said that, didn’t I?”
When Kajal was fully divested off her clothes, I gently caressed her slit. Kajal smiled, her eyes closed. For others, it might have been a vulgar display, but for us it was beautiful! Latika could make out that she liked what I did. With the newly found knowledge from Rachna, she could appreciate it. Latika had not seen her mother like that – at least in her active memory.
“Your Amma is so beautiful!” I told Latika.
“She is…” she said, her eyes still riveted to Kajal’s vulva.
“You like it? Here… see it up close…” I said spreading her vulva a little, “… come… touch it?”
Latika did. She was amazed.
“This is where you came out!”
“What! Didi… you came out from there?” Abha was shocked!
“Yes honey.” I confirmed.
“But Daddy… it is very small.”
“Honey, when you will grow older, and you will find love… then you too will have a beautiful baby like yourself from there!”
“Is it true?” Abha asked to no one in particular.
Kajal gave a very affectionate smile and nodded, “I wish all of you came from here. I would have loved to be mother to all of you.”
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