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"Vicky!" Nidhhi whacked her boyfriend on the arm with a serving spoon. "We can't have sex with your dad here."

"Seriously, Nidhhi, he doesn't mind," Vicky said.

Nidhhi shook her head, doubtful that statement was true. Though, maybe fathers of boys really were okay with that. Nidhhi knew if she and Vicky got caught together under her parents' roof, her dad would kill him.

"Alright," Chandra said, reentering the kitchen. "Let's eat."

The three sat down at the kitchen table with their plates. Nidhhi had dug into the roast chicken and mashed potatoes, and was impressed.

"This is delicious, Chandra," Nidhhi. "You're a really good cook."

"Thank you, Nidhhi," Chandra said. "I wasn't always good."

"Dad could barely handle cereal when I was little," Vicky chimed in.

Chandra let out a laugh, but his face looked sad. "I guess there's one silver lining of being a widower. You develop a lot of new skills out of pure necessity."

Nidhhi cleared her throat and looked down at her plate. "I'm sorry about your wife," she said softly. "Vicky told me what happened."

"It's hard to believe it's almost been two years now," Chandra replied. "And it's not easy, but I'm managing. It's always easier when Vicky is home."

Chandra and Vicky exchanged another smile, and Nidhhi felt her heart warm. She couldn't imagine what it was like to lose a wife -- a mother -- but she was glad that Chandra and Vicky still had each other.

"I'm glad Vicky has found you, Nidhhi," Chandra continued. "New love can be so helpful in working through grief."

"Have you..." Nidhhi cleared her throat. "Have you started getting back out there?" Nidhhi hoped the question hadn't crossed a line.

Chandra gave her that sad smile again. "No. I'm not quite ready yet."

"Of course," Nidhhi said quickly.

"But, I must say, you and Vicky might just inspire me to try," Chandra said, taking a sip of his wine. He maintained perfect eye contact with Nidhhi as he did so, and his piercing eyes made her involuntarily shiver.

After dinner, Vicky, Chandra and Nidhhi moved into the living room to have pie and coffee. Nidhhi tried to help Chandra serve the dessert, but he insisted on doing everything himself.

The trio made polite chit-chat, discussing their classes with Chandra for about fifteen minutes, after which he excused himself, saying he was tired and needed to go to bed.

"What do you think?" Vicky asked Nidhhi after his father left them.

"He's great," Nidhhi said with a smile. "Very warm and welcoming."

"He loves you, I can tell," Vicky replied.

"I'm glad I came," Nidhhi said. "He probably gets so lonely in this house all by himself." She paused. "He really hasn't dated anyone at all?"

"Not that I know of," Vicky said with a shrug. "We're pretty open with each other. I don't think he's even had any casual flings, either."

"Can you imagine going two years without sex?" Nidhhi asked.

"I can't even imagine going two days," Vicky replied seductively. He leaned closer to his girlfriend and planted a few kisses on her neck. While his mouth worked across her throat, Vicky slid a hand under Nidhhi's sweater and cupped her breast.

Nidhhi laughed. "Vicky, we can't. Especially not down here."

"Sure we can," he insisted, sliding his hand into her bra now. His fingers brushed her nipple, and it hardened almost instantly. "Dad goes to sleep early. He won't be back down, trust me."

"Vicky..." Nidhhi was still unsure, but that logical voice in her head was growing fainter as desire started to cloud her judgment. Vicky had leaned closer, his body pressing Nidhhi into the couch, and she wrapped her arms around him tightly. His lips left her neck and found her mouth, and Nidhhi parted her lips, allowing Vicky's tongue to push in.

Vicky pushed her down onto her back and they continued to make out, tongues twisting together and teeth nibbling on lower lips. Nidhhi could feel Vicky's growing erection against her leg, and he started to slowly thrust against her, moaning into their kiss. Nidhhi could feel herself getting wet, and she ground her hips against her boyfriend.

 

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"Nidhhi..." Vicky whispered breathlessly, breaking their kiss. His eyes were dark with desire.

"Okay," she replied, equally breathless. "But let's make it quick, just in case."

Vicky grinned and sat up, quickly peeling off his shirt and unbuckling his belt. Nidhhi sat up and began undressing as well, wiggling out of her jeans. She sat on the couch in her bra and panties, nervously peeking over her shoulder. Nidhhi was hesitant to get completely naked, knowing that Chandra could potentially come downstairs at any time.

Vicky didn't have any hesitation, though. Nidhhi looked to see her boyfriend sitting beside her, completely naked, his decent-sized cock standing at full attention.

"You're sure he's not gonna walk in?" Nidhhi asked, chewing on her lower lip.

"Come here," Vicky insisted, maneuvering Nidhhi until she was straddling his lap. He kissed her again, hooking his fingers into her underwear and sliding them down her hips. Nidhhi sat up, pulling her right leg up and out of the panties. They slid down her left leg and dangled around her ankle. Vicky reached around her back to unhook her bra, but Nidhhi grabbed his hands to stop him.

"Bra stays on," she said with a knowing look. At least she'd be partly covered up if Chandra interrupted them.

Vicky pouted. "Come on, Nidhhi, you know I love watching your tits bounce when we fuck."

"Bra stays on," Nidhhi repeated. And before Vicky could argue anymore, she lined his cock up with her wet entrance and sunk down onto him.

"OHhhh, fuck," Vicky whispered, inhaling sharply. He gripped Nidhhi's hips hard and she slowly started to move up and down, her wet, tight pussy gripping Vicky's cock as she rode him.

"Mmmm," Nidhhi moaned as she picked up the pace, loving the way her boyfriend's cock fit perfectly inside her. She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders and closed her eyes, bouncing up and down. Vicky started thrusting upwards, matching Nidhhi's pace, perfectly in sync. His hands traveled up her torso and grabbed a hold of her clothed breasts, desperately trying to feel them through the fabric of her bra. Nidhhi could feel her orgasm building, and she was just about to give Vicky permission to remove her bra and play with her tits, when she heard the floor creak.

Nidhhi's eyes snapped open and saw that she hadn't worried for nothing -- Chandra had returned downstairs after all, and he was currently in the kitchen, staring at her and his son fucking on the couch.

"Shit!" Nidhhi immediately froze, wide-eyed and panicked. Chandra just continued to stand there, staring -- perhaps he was shocked and frozen, too.

Vicky, eyes still closed, hadn't noticed yet. And when Nidhhi stopped riding him, he impatiently started thrusting upwards into her, hard and fast.

"Vicky, stop!" Nidhhi shrieked, whacking him on the arm. Vicky lazily opened his eyes and turned his head. Nidhhi watched him barely even react to seeing his father in the kitchen.

"Um, Chandra, I'm sorry, we, uh..." Nidhhi, face beet red, struggled to come up with some kind of explanation, but her mind was blank. She look expectantly to Vicky but he said nothing to his dad.

 

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Nidhhi expected Chandra to embarrassedly leave, or at least acknowledge the awkward moment with an apology or even a joke, but he didn't. And instead of leaving, he took a few steps closer to his son and his girlfriend.

"Chandra! Um, what..." Nidhhi attempted to get off Vicky's dick, but he suddenly tightened his hold on her waist, keeping them firmly attached.

"Vicky! Let go of me." What was wrong with him?!

"I didn't mean to interrupt," Chandra finally said, the trace of a smile on his lips. "My apologies. Please, continue."

He had to be joking, Nidhhi thought. Right?

But to Nidhhi's horror, she felt Vicky start to buck up into her again, his dick continuing to slide in and out of her pussy.

"Vicky, what are you doing?!" Nidhhi once again tried to get off of him, but he was holding her down on his cock with all his might, his biceps bulging from the strain. Nidhhi shot another panicked look towards Chandra, who was standing only a few feet away now. She felt her throat go dry when she saw Chandra' hands beginning to undo his belt.

"Relax, Nidhhi," Vicky said in a reassuring voice. "Dad just wanted to watch a little."

"What?!" Nidhhi looked back to Chandra as Vicky continued to move beneath her, using her body for his pleasure. By this point, Chandra had gotten his pants down, and had his hardening dick in his hand, stroking it slowly.

"I do get lonely sometimes," Chandra said to Nidhhi. "I miss sexual pleasures, and I miss seeing a beautiful, naked woman..." Chandra walked behind Nidhhi and deftly unhooked her bra. Before she could react, Vicky wrestled it off of her, releasing her firm C-cup tits. They immediately began to bounce like crazy as Vicky continued to ram his cock into her.

"So beautiful," Chandra murmured as he watched, still stroking himself. He was standing right next to them now, and Nidhhi could see his dick was rock hard now. Chandra was noticeably bigger than his son.

"Vicky..." Nidhhi tried again, and she felt her eyes tearing up. This was so overwhelming.

"Just relax, babe," Vicky whispered, caressing her face. "Let's do this for Dad, okay? He's been so sad."

Nidhhi was speechless, but she was also trapped. It didn't seem like Vicky was going to let her off until he came. Besides, she did feel a lot of sympathy for Chandra. Yes, this was a very weird ambush, but was there any harm in letting him watch, really? They were almost done, anyway.

Resigning herself to the situation, Nidhhi turned her attention back to Vicky and began slowly moving her hips again.

"That's it, babe," Vicky said with a smile. "Show Dad how well you can ride a cock." Nidhhi shot an uneasy look towards Chandra before she picked up the pace again, fucking Vicky as hard as she could, her tits bouncing beautifully. She heard a moan come from Chandra. He'd somehow moved even closer now, standing right next to her, his hard, swollen dick pointing at her.

 

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Vicky closed his eyes and leaned back against the couch, letting Nidhhi do all the work. And the minute his son's eyes were closed, Chandra gently grabbed Nidhhi's right hand, guiding it towards his big cock.

"Chandra, I..." Nidhhi weakly attempted to snatch her hand back, but in the end, let Chandra place it lightly on his shaft. Something about the gentleness of his movements, the woeful, needy look in his eyes, made her want to comply.

So Nidhhi gripped Chandra' cock lightly as she continued to work her pussy up and down Vicky's. Vicky squeezed Nidhhi's breasts, moaning and grunting, perfectly content. His eyes were open now -- he saw Nidhhi begin to work her hand across his father's dick, and he said nothing. He didn't seem bothered in the least. At this moment, Nidhhi was absolutely certain they had planned this.

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"That's it, sweetheart," Chandra said with a loud sigh. Nidhhi used slightly more pressure and sped up her movements, ensuring to run her thumb across the pre-cum oozing out of Chandra' tip. She still couldn't believe this was happening -- she was impaled on her boyfriend's dick while also servicing his father. It was insane.

Nidhhi continued to stroke Chandra, getting encouraging moans out of him. Between the insane situation and the constant bouncing on Vicky's lap, Nidhhi found herself very suddenly about to cum. And after a particularly deep, unexpected thrust from Vicky, Nidhhi was sent over the edge.

"OOOHhhHhhhh," she cried out, her body shuddering as her pussy clenched Vicky's dick. She released Chandra' cock and fell into her boyfriend, exhausted.

"Get off," Vicky said gently, helping Nidhhi dismount. She collapsed onto the couch, slightly disoriented, wondering what would happen next. Vicky hadn't cum yet, and his dick was still wet and hard as ever.

Vicky stood and maneuvered Nidhhi until she was on her hands and knees on the couch, propped up by the arm of the sofa. She couldn't believe how she was being so passive, just letting her boyfriend take total control of this situation -- showing off every intimate part of her body to his father.

Without any other warning, Vicky got behind Nidhhi and plunged his cock back into her. She cried out and struggled to keep herself upright as Vicky began pounding into her.

Nidhhi was so focused on the rough fucking, she almost forgot about Chandra. But soon enough he reappeared, standing directly in front of Nidhhi, his erection bobbing right in front of her face. She felt her cheeks flush, wondering if she was now going to have to blow Vicky's dad.

 

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As Vicky's hips continued to slap loudly against Nidhhi's ass, Chandra resumed stroking himself in front of Nidhhi. His dick kept getting closer and closer to her lips, and eventually, the head grazed Nidhhi's lips. Chandra rubbed the tip of his dick against Nidhhi's lips several times -- again, gently. He made no move at all to insert himself into her mouth, which might have been why Nidhhi parted her lips all on her own.

Chandra eased himself into Nidhhi's mouth gently, doing little thrusts, sliding against her tongue lightly, until suddenly half his dick was in her mouth. Nidhhi sucked her boyfriend's father's dick, the force of Vicky fucking her from behind sometimes inadvertently pushing her forward -- forcing more of Chandra' length down her throat.

"UULLKKK," Nidhhi gagged loudly as Chandra' shaft pushed past her gag reflex.

"Oh that's perfect, sweetheart," Chandra said encouragingly, gently threading his fingers into Nidhhi's hair, coaxing her forward more. He thrust his hips forward, and Nidhhi continued to make wet, gagging sounds that seemed to turn on both father and son. She couldn't believe she was currently skewered by two good-sized cocks, one young, one old.

Vicky picked up the pace, his cock really ramming into Nidhhi's pussy now. He gave her an unexpected slap on the ass, and she cried out -- but it was muffled around Chandra' dick. Soon, he took another step forward, and that was all it took to send the rest of his length sliding down Nidhhi's throat. Her nose was buried in his gray pubes, his wrinkled balls resting on her chin, and Nidhhi struggled to breathe.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum," Vicky announced through gritted teeth. His dick pummeled Nidhhi's pussy for about ten more seconds before she felt him tense up. Vicky's hot load shot deep into her, and his dick stayed completely buried inside her cunt until he was completely drained.

Vicky pulled out of his girlfriend, and Chandra simultaneously removed his dick from her throat. Nidhhi gasped and coughed, still on her hands and knees, her arms wobbly. She suddenly felt extremely empty, after being so full just a few seconds ago.

Nidhhi noticed Chandra and Vicky exchange a nod and suddenly both their hands were on her, lifting her off the couch and laying her on her back on the carpet. Nidhhi, confused and exhausted, stayed still as Vicky splayed her arms and legs out while Chandra lowered himself to the floor. Vicky's dad climbed on top of Nidhhi and stroked her face before sliding his dick into her pussy. She was still soaking wet, and Vicky's cum acted as extra lubrication. Chandra had no problem fitting his entire length into her in one good stroke.

"UHhhhhh," Nidhhi moaned, writhing beneath the fifty-five-year-old. She closed her eyes as her boyfriend's dad began fucking her, his thrusts slow but forceful.

"Mmmm you feel wonderful, sweetheart," Chandra said as he drilled into her, his bigger dick stretching her more than Vicky had. Chandra grabbed one of her sizable tits and squeezed, tweaking her nipple.

"OH!" Nidhhi cried out, inadvertently bucking upwards against Chandra' hips. She looked around the room and saw Vicky standing over her, stroking his dick back to life. By the look on his face, he was extremely turned on by his father fucking his girlfriend.

"That feels so good," Nidhhi couldn't help saying as Chandra brought his tongue to her left nipple, his hips grinding against her, hard. She continued to thrust against him, the pressure on her clit feeling heavenly.

"I'm so glad," Chandra murmured with a kind smile. He kissed Nidhhi lightly on the lips before picking up the pace significantly, his cock feeling like a jackhammer in her sensitive cunt. And a few seconds later, Nidhhi came again, this time, her walls clenching around Vicky's dad's dick, and not Vicky's.

"UHHHHH," she cried out, body tensing up against Chandra.

 

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"Shit," Vicky swore softly at the sight of his father making his girlfriend cum. He started furiously pumping his dick now.

"Almost there," Chandra whispered into Nidhhi's ear. After three more strong thrusts, Nidhhi felt Chandra erupt inside her -- his load mixing with his son's from just a few minutes ago.

Chandra grunted loudly as he came, and at the sight of his father cumming inside his girlfriend, Vicky came as well. He pointed his cock at Nidhhi, and he shot a few ropes across her face -- one landing over her right eye, and the other all over her lips.

Nidhhi laid there in shock, Chandra still on top of her, as it started to sink in what had just happened. After he recovered, Chandra propped himself up and stared into Nidhhi's eyes.

"Thank you, sweetheart," he said. "You have no idea how much you've done for me." Chandra used two fingers to wipe his son's cum off Nidhhi's lips before planting a gentle kiss on them. Then he pulled out of his son's girlfriend, stood, and collected his clothes.

"See you in the morning," Chandra said as he exited the room. "I'll whip up some pancakes for breakfast."

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Android -- Sample

First Test...

Prototype 001's visual augmentations snapped on, allowing him to see the area he had been brought to the day prior.

He was an android. He knew that much of his existence.

He was created through the planning and manufacturing of three women; Shruti Haasan, the advertising manager of a prominent android manufacturing corporation who initiated the idea and therefore managed to stay as a part of the secret project, Kajal Aggarwal, the current CEO of the corporation who greenlit the project, and Rakul Preet Singh, the lead engineer who was pulled from the new line of androids to work on this project.

001, though he had been programmed to go by the label Zero by his creator, scanned the small room to see three women speaking with one another as they stared back at him. Suddenly his audio augments kicked on, allowing him to hear the three women.

"I don't want you to get your hopes up just yet," a woman with long straight dark hair and a fair complexion stated. That was Rakul. Zero knew her from the first moment that he had been brought into consciousness. She had created him and due to that, she was the first human that he had ever seen or heard speak. She was kind but professional and he found his free opinion-creating functions quite enjoyed her company. "Everything works physically from the small stimuli tests that I've run but he hasn't had his full free will function switched on yet, so I'm not sure what might happen."

"He looks amazing," a woman with fair skin and blonde hair chimed in. She leaned in close enough for Zero to receive her scent through his smell sensors placed within his nostrils. She was wearing a sweet smelling perfume that created a strange surge through the core of his body. "And you say that everything works?"

"Yes, Shruti," Rakul answered with a soft chuckle.

So the blonde woman was Shruti? She was the one responsible for the creation in the first place. Zero appreciated her for obvious reasons.

"So, when can we get the test started," the third woman asked. Zero shifted his eyes to take her visuals in. She appeared to be slightly sexy than the other two women but just as beautiful. Her eyes were sharper as if taking everything in and analyzing similar to what an android would do, but she was no android. Her long light hair was tied back in a long braid and her ample bosom showed a generous amount of cleavage as she placed her hands on her lap and bent down to look at his penis. "I want to see this thing in action." She must be the CEO, Kajal.

"I've finished preparations with the female android. It was actually quite easy creating her sensual nerve settings for sex organs as opposed to Zero here. We have plenty of women on earth for testing but of course, creating a man was quite a challenge considering that none are still alive to test."

Rakul finished her statement with a laugh, but seeing no positive reaction from the two other women, she cleared her throat and nodded to a door that led to another side of a large window that separated the two rooms. The three women closed the door behind them and Zero felt an intrusion in his mind.

Rakul had plugged into her tablet once again and he could feel aspects of his thoughts shift about as the three women stared at him through the glass.

Zero blinked a few times as his synthetic brain registered what Rakul had just done. She had given him free will. He wasn't compelled to stand in place. He wasn't compelled to do anything. He looked around the room and found a small bed neatly made with sheets pushed against the wall to his right.

He didn't know what was going on. He hadn't received any commands or prompts for this. Rakul had just moved him to this room and turned him on. She had always prompted him before. What kind of test was this?

"We're sending another android in to meet with you," Rakul's voice called from a speaker hanging from the side of the large window. "We want you to be very nice to her."

That wasn't as exact of a command as he was used to but at least it was something. He had to be nice to the android that entered the room. He could do that. He was programmed with a self-expanding AI that could learn and grow emotionally as close to a normal human as possible and therefore being polite wouldn't be an issue.

A few moments later a petite female android stepped through a different door and smiled at him from across the room. She wore a tight-fitting black silk nighty short enough to show off her long legs.

"I am an android created by Rakul as well," she said in a high pitched voice. "I was created with sexual functions to perfectly sync up with your own sexual functions."

"What do I identify you as," Zero asked.

The female android's face twisted into an expression of confusion. She probably hadn't had the chance to question something as little as labels. She looked over her shoulder to the three women on the other side of the glass, who looked almost as confused.

"To be honest," Rakul sent into the room through overhead speakers. "We've been so focused on the creation process that we haven't agreed on a name for you yet."

"I've labeled 001 as Zero," Rakul explained to the two other women by her side. "Maybe for simplicity sake we should call her Amy?"

"Agreed," Shruti stated cheerfully.

"Ok, then," Rakul announced. "There you have it. Zero and Amy."

"It's nice to meet you Amy," Zero started with a smile.

Amy stepped across the floor to stand in front of him and looked up into his eyes allowing him to study her light purple irises that flashed with an inner scanner as she smiled up at him.

"Amy," Rakul began. "Bring Zero to the bed, please."

Amy's hand grasped Zero's and guided him to the small bed. She stopped when there and turned to face him once more.

"Now initiate seduction," Rakul called from the speaker again.

Zero felt Amy's hand slide down his stomach as she stood up on her toes and pressed her soft lips to his. The soft tips of her fingers slid down the length of his shaft, causing his penis to begin to swell into an erection.

"Is it supposed to be that big," he heard Shruti asked breathlessly.

"I engineered his penis to be larger than that of what the average male's penis was but not so large that it will cause serious injury," Rakul's voice answered back. "Remember, you told me to make him impressive."

Amy looked back up from his erection with wide eyes. She gripped his shaft with her hand and seemed surprised that her fingers couldn't touch. He gave her a kind smile in an attempt to not override her emotional patterns into a sense of shock and slid one of his hands down the side of her arm for comfort.

"Amy," Rakul called from the speaker. "Initiate foreplay."

"Do you not have your free will functions on," Zero asked as he stared down at the woman.

"I do not need them for this test," was her response just before she sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled him closer to her.

She slid her tongue up from the base of his cock to the tip as she released her grip. He watched as the female android amy took the end of his shaft into her mouth and slid her head forward. The physical sensations were greater than he had felt in the programming tests. He had felt the firing neurons in his synthetic brain before but only from something Rakul had initiated in the program on her tablet. This was the first sexually physical touch he had ever felt.

And it felt amazing!

Zero reached down and lightly placed his hands on the back of Amy's head to feel the rhythm of her motions. She worked her head back and forth at a faster pace and he could hear the slaps of her lips snap together every time she pulled her head completely back.

"Amy," Rakul called from the speaker. "Initiate missionary."

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My name is Kishor Madhavan. We are farmers and also trusties for two landlords of minor age. My family was very poor when I was a young boy, the only child of my parents. My father had four acres of land for farming and a dilapidated house in the village. I was sixteen when my father died after a prolonged illness of six months. My widowed mom and I were left alone in the world with a debt of some twenty thousand rupees on our shoulders.

The person who had lent us the money was Kavya Madhavan, a distant aunt on my father's side. She was living in another village. She was very rich with about two hundred acres of prime land, three or four houses in the village and a lucrative business of money landing. Her husband had died several years ago leaving behind him a son, Randhir, who was of my age. Kavya was very smart, though uneducated, and was running the show single handedly.

Five years after my father's death, Kavya called me in. Thinking that she will ask me to pay up the money, I went to see her with some trepidation. To my surprise she treated me very nicely, offering tea and snacks. She enquired of my mom's health and condition of our farming. After I settled she gently asked, "Kishor, how much of the loan is still pending?"

Here it comes, I thought. I looked to the ground as if to read some hidden message and said, "May be nineteen thousand, may be little less."

"How much are you able to pay every year?"

"Err... not more than five hundred rupees."

"Oh. At this rate when do you think the loan will be **censored** up? Not forgetting the interest?"

"I am sorry Aunty, I do not have any other means of income. I try my best as you well know."

"Yes, I know and feel for you. That is the reason I have called you here. You do have means of increasing your income, only you are not aware of them. Tell me, would you like to work for me? I need help."

"But what can I do for you? I have no skills."

"I will teach you if you are ready to learn. How about a house to live in, free rations and five hundred rupees every month? Will that suffice?"

Suffice? It was more than that. I could not believe my ears. I felt like dancing. Grinning from ear to ear I asked, "When do I start?"

With a glint in her eyes she warned me, "But you will have to work very hard and do all I ask you to do. Do you agree?"

Eagerly I said, "Yes I do. Aunty, I will work to your satisfaction. When do I start?"

She smiled, rather seductively, and said, "That is my boy. You start today."

That was the first occasion when my cock stirred seeing a sweet smile on a woman's face.

On the same day my mom and I shifted to our new dwelling, which by any standards was palatial compared to our old hut. I went to work same evening.

I worked very diligently. There was nothing that I would not do; in the house, in the office, in the fields. No hour was an odd hour for me, I was available 24/7. My mom also offered some voluntary help in the kitchen. Every thing went just fine for a couple of months.

Then the flirting started. First verbal and then physical. She stared telling me dirty jokes which I found at a time very hilarious and embarrassing. She would laugh with me and give me a light slap here and there. The slaps then became prolonged contacts; on my arm, my back, my chest, on my cheeks and lips. Not sure of her intentions I could not do any thing for the fear of losing the job.

She changed her dresses too. In place of high necked long sleeved baggy blouses she started putting on tight fitting cholis with plunging neck lines.

Ordinarily she hid her chest with several folds of pallu of her sari, she was not that careful when we were alone. She then had hard time keeping her pallu in place, it would conveniently slither down from her shoulders giving me an excellent opportunity to ogle on those milk white breasts which in turn, had had hard time staying confined in her choli.

The thought of fucking her was far from my mind. But what could a full blooded man of 22 do in face of so many provocations and open invitations? Well, I masturbated twice a day and started dreaming of fucking her. I had yet no courage to give her a positive response. It was a real torture, sweet but torture all the same.

To the rest of the world she was a hard task master for me. She kept me on my toes, did not tolerate any delay or mistake. She taught me so many things on running business, controlling farm workers, dealing with merchants, government officials, accounting, bookkeeping. The more I learned the more she extracted from me, putting more and more load she on my shoulders. No body would suspect that this lady, hard like a nail would have some soft designs on a bum like me.

Meanwhile she got her son Randhir married. The festivities started seven days before and lasted three days following the actual day of marriage. By the fourth day the invitees were all dispersed and she prepared for the wedding night for Randhir and his bride Anu Sithara.

I had not gone home for ten days. I was looking forwards to a restful night when in the evening she told me, "Kishor, there is plenty of things to do yet. I know you want to go home but one more night? Can you stay for one more night, for my sake, please? You can take few days off starting tomorrow."

 

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Did I have a choice? It was an order coated in sweet words of request. I stayed and was busy till mid night. The whole house was quiet when I got to my room and laid down. But the sleep eluded me. The mere thought of Randhir fucking his bride under the same roof gave me an instant hard on. Besides I had had no chance to relieve myself these ten days. As a result my cock was fit to poke a hole in the wall. First, I had a quickie. I washed myself but the cock did not wilt, I was slowly working towards a second climax when Kavya drifted in.

I suddenly sat up, hurriedly put a pillow over my cock and could hardly mutter, "Aunty you? You could have called me."

She was in her night dress. She sat on my bed, pointed at the pillow and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Err .... Nothing, nothing. Just a little .... Little ....."

She pinched my cheek, and said, "Naughty boy, you call this nothing? Don't tell me that you were not thinking of Randhir fucking Anu Sithara, because I was doing the same and I know how it feels. Now, were you not? Tell the truth."

It was for the first time that I heard 'fucking' coming out of a woman's mouth, that too from none other than Kavya. My cock gave couple of jerks. I was now convinced of her intentions. What a luck!

I said, "Yes mam, you are right. I apologize, I ..... I could not help."

"I understand. No need to apologize. Tell me though, have you ever fucked a girl?"

"No, I could not get any one. Who would like to .. to ...do that with a poor gay like me?"

"Why? What, being poor has to do with fucking? You think poor people do not fuck? You don't need money to fuck, you need a long thick and hard lund on one hand and a wet slippery chut on the other. And you have one of the two, don't you?"

"Yes mam, I have."

"And I have the other, You do get hard on? In fact you have one right now, right?"

I did not answer. She said, " Let me see how it looks"

She grabbed the pillow. I suddenly felt shy and held on it,

She said, "Oh, you are embarrassed like a school girl, How will you fuck?"

"Aunty, whom am I going to ... to .... I don't have anybody to ...to ..."

" .... to fuck? You sweet fool, are you blind or what? Am I not here?"

"But Aunty, it is sacrilege, between you and me."

"Sacrilege my foot, there is nothing wrong if a willing man fucks a willing woman. I am ready and willing. The question is are you? Do you want it or not?"

I was more than ready and willing. In fact my cock was fit to burst and was already spewing love juice.

I said, "Oh, Aunty, I do want it but how do I go about doing it? I have never done it before,"

"Don't worry, I will guide you. First of all let me have a look at your cock."

With some hesitation I removed the pillow and said, "Call him lund, it is more expressive,"

She lifted up my lund using only her finger tips and said, " Wow, lund it is. Kishor, get ready to receive punishment for the crime of hiding such a beautiful object."

She pushed me flat on the bed and removed her nightie. She had nothing underneath. I could not restrain myself. I grabbed her breast with one hand and her ample hip with the other. Her nipple was already erect and turgid. I pinched it with my thumb and finger and she gasped. Taking my lund in her fist she squeezed it and said, "Yours is a beautiful lund, a virgin lund at that. And what is this? A beauty spot on the foreskin?"

She started stroking my lund at slow speed. At the same time she turned around and came upon me. Catching me by the ear she steadied my head and pressed her lips on mine. She had delicate sweet lips against my thick cushiony ones. After some time I felt her mouth open. Her small tongue shyly came out and tasted my lips. I felt electrical current coursing through my body and settling in my hard cock. She broke the kiss to tell me, "Open your mouth"

No sooner my lips parted her tongue darted in my mouth. I found it dirty and tried to move away but could not. She held my head and ran her tongue in all corners of my mouth. After some time I found it sweet and exciting and tried to hold her tongue with my lips. She at this point made her tongue stiff like a cock and pushed it in and out of my mouth. When she withdrew her tongue I took her lips between mine and sucked on them. I could feel them getting swollen. In her eagerness she opened her mouth and I pushed my tongue in. Her mouth got filled up by my thick tongue, however she could manage to suck on it. When I started fucking her mouth with my tongue she once again grabbed my stiff rod in her fist and started rubbing it up and down.

 

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It was too much for me and my lund was about to explode. I broke the kiss and said, "Aunty, I cannot bear it. I am about to explode,"

She must have also felt the jerking of my lund. She left my lund alone and pushed her breast to my mouth. I took the turgid nipple and areola in my mouth and started sucking. She straddled me and sat on my thighs in such a way that my lund fitted in the crack of her pussy. While I was sucking her nipple she moved her pelvis back and forth rubbing her pussy on my lund. Her pussy had secreted large amount of pre cum and so had my lund. Both were wet and slippery. Her vulva could slide smoothly on my lund rubbing the clitoris on the shaft.

After some time her movements became irregular and jerky. My cock was practically being masturbated by her pussy. Before I could push it into her chut I climaxed. My cock convulsed and jetted out thick semen right on my tummy. She stopped moving for a while and enjoyed the throbbing of my cock on her clitoris.

She laid herself on my chest and kissed me on mouth. She said, "Did you enjoy?"

"I sure did, but you are left out, aren't you? I am sorry that I could not control myself."

"Do not worry, you have not seen the real fucking yet. We will do it again after some time. Meanwhile let us go and see what those two are doing."

She took me to a small room, which had been unused for a long time. There was a small window in one of the walls through which the bedroom of the newly wed couple could be seen. Apparently Randhir was asleep and Anu was fondling his limp cock. Kavya said, "It looks like they have finished the first round and are resting now. Let us go."

While returning she led me by my cock, which was relishing her ministrations and lifting its head in anticipation of one more fuck. By the time we reached my room it was rock hard filling up the small palm of Kavya. Without letting it go she pushed me on the narrow bed and laid herself on me. I took her in my arms and started kissing her.

It was my first occasion of holding a naked woman in my arms. Kavya had a soft and smooth body. Her tummy was flat except some fullness in the lower part. She had slender waist and wide heavy hips. Her limbs were delicate and smooth. Her thighs were heavy and thick, touching each other from her knees to her pussy. Because of the dim light in the room I could not properly see her pussy. Only thing I could see was a thatch of black pubic hair.

I turned around bringing her under me. Her one hand was busy with my lund, the other was around my neck. I was nibbling her lips and with one hand playing with her nipples. For her age she had big firm breasts. Each had an areola of two inches and a tough erect nipple quarter of an inch long. While rest of her breast was covered with fair delicate skin the nipples and areolas were dark in color. I could not get enough of her breasts because hers were first for me. I caressed them with light touch, held them in my palms and rolled them on her chest, fondled them, grabbed them, squeezed them and mauled them. Then I felt light tug on my hair.