Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2003 09:26:58 +0100 (BST)
From: Alisha Mathew <alisha69ksk2002@yahoo.co.in>
Subject: Stealing Brother's Wife Part X By Alisha

Authors note: I hereby record my thanks to Mr.Nitin Babu nilavu56@yahoo.com
for his support to give permission to translate this story from original in
Malayalam. Due to limitations of my poor knowledge in English, I was not
able to translate the exact descriptions and slang's he used in his novel
to describe the genitalia of female characters. This is not a direct word
to word translation of original work. I had taken liberties to make it into
a more presentable way, from a reader's point of view, so as to make global
readers enjoy the story. I tried to present it more erotic rather than the
raw, pro-vulgar sexual nature of the original story. The story is ending
with this chapter. Now read the rest...

When we reached our house mother was already there cutting the fish for
dinner. She gave us a knowing smile and said, "Thank god, now your
inhibitions are over, I want a grand child soon. I have been waiting for
that from the first day my elder son married Gita, now one year has been
spent, God played his role, now you are husband and wife, and it's the duty
of a husband and wife to enjoy all good and bad in life, fortunes and
misfortunes, produce inheritors, make us happy. We want to cuddle our grand
babies before it's too long".

I walked as if nothing has been heard. Gita was hanging the wet clothes one
by one. She was giving a mischievous smile. My sisters had gone to their
in-law's houses respectively. So it was going to be our official first
night. We both had forgotten the rainy night as if a fantasy, too good to
be true. When the dinner was served and eaten, I retired to my room, I had
arranged some jasmine flowers and showered them on the bed, as if an
indication of my first night. I was repeating the scene I had seen in a lot
of Tamil movies.  Do Keralites practice this custom, I never know.

After half an hour Gita entered the room with a glass of milk. She gave it
to me and waiting for my response blushingly. I sipped half of it and
returned the rest to her which she drank as if it was a sacred prasadam(
God's offering). "Come and sit here", I said.  She obeyed. I was thrilled
at the role reversal happened. Before a few days she was the boss and I was
a boy walking behind her worshiping, adoring her like an angel but with
desire. I never dreamt that she would be mine one day, and it had just
happened. Now she had metamorphosed to an obedient Indian wife who is ready
to serve her husband in whatever way he likes.

"Let me wipe this milk, its all over your lips", Gita tried to wipe the
milk on my moustache and upper lips with her hands. "No, use your lips",
she giggled and gave me a warm kiss and her lips lingered on my upper lips
and moustache and she wiped the traces of milk away. "Now I had milk and
honey', I said.

"What are you looking at?"

"You look same like the bride of my brother, remember the days you came to
this house, you haven't changed much".

"I have changed, I was afresh then, now I am a second hand wife".

"Leave it, my brother told me you were a virgin and I knew you were a
virgin, and it was me who stole your virginity"

"But I was not a virgin in some places".

"Yes, I know, but its nothing immaterial" .

"Now lets us put of light', Gita moved to the switch.

"No, let it remain, let me see my wife, fully naked"

"Haven't you seen me naked enough, you peeper".

"It was past, like trailer of a movie, I saw bits and parts only, now I am
married and its my privilege to see my bride naked in my first night"

"Oh!, shall I have to shed all my clothes, don't look me like that, I feel
you are raping me with your eyes".

Raping with my eyes, yes, I had done it several times, but when I heard the
term from her I felt something manly, I didn't feel any sin. "Remove your
clothes, one by one, slowly, like you did when you came to this room after
your bath. I want to repeat it, the humming and singing, pretend me I am
not here, just shed your clothes one by one and get completely naked", I
directed.

"What is this, a sex movie, you the director and I the heroine, remember we
are husband and wife. You will get bored, in fact there is not a place in
my body which you haven't seen".

"But you slapped me when I saw your most inner secret, so I could not enjoy
it then".

"Now taking revenge for that?"

"No dear, it my desire, there is not a thing more erotic in this world than
seeing a beauty getting naked. Haven't you heard about the great actor
Thikkurissi. When an interviewer asked him, what would he wish if God give
him one wish".

"What was that?"

"He said he wanted to become an invisible man and the god must give him
opportunity to hide in the bathroom of Elizabeth Tailor when she bathes".

"Who is Elizabeth Taylor, any tailor?", I laughed at Gita's innocence.

"Ha,ha, she was beauty queen of Hollywood at that time, the bathing scene
in Cleopatra is famous. Incidentally she possess the Guinness record for
marrying most number of men in the world".

"How many?"

"I don't know the count, but it's a story that on one of her honey moons
she had asked the groom that she feel his face much familiar. Then the guy
replied that 'Dear we had married once!', this is our second marriage'".

"Ha,ha, joking, so I don't have to be much guilty, I was feeling guilty
that I am not a virgin to you, and you may repent on the decision later".

"Never, it's a dream come true to me. You don't know how much I craved for
you, how much I worried when I saw my brother the brute, stick his thing to
your asshole!".

"Please don't remember me those days, you peeping tom!"

"How did you feel when you caught me peeping under your cot?"

"I felt urge to kill you, invading the privacy of a lady, that too in a
most vulgar condition, I felt to cry aloud, not to punish anybody, I wall
crying on my ill fate."

"So let us start, please strip those things, I want to see my darling,
naked, as on the day as born"

"But first let me see your little Vasu, then only I feel I am even", Gita
came to me and caught the lungi which I was wearing and without any
obstacle it fell down on the floor, and my phallus roared like the lion in
MGM banner.

"Look at this, whenever I see this is such big and hot, what's the food you
are giving to it?"

"I just exercise it with my hands, thinking about my beauty, named, and he
has grown big day by day, now want a good fuck fest"

"What does it need now?'  "It wants to see the den in which he has to
enter, simple". Gita took in her palms, and was touching it with passion,
at the same time, I removed her sary and began to unhook her under skirt,
the tag was undone, and it fell to the floor, Gita was standing before me
wearing the blouse and a knee length cloth firmly covering her buttocks and
reaching half thigh length. Then she opened her blouse and I was able to
see her two big melons covered in a new black brassieres.I felt the
heavenly musky women's scent filling my nostrils, I hugged her closely
sitting on my bed, the heavenly scent was mostly coming from her armpits. I
put my nose to her armpits and inhaled her scent, till my lungs were filled
to its full capacity.

"What are you sniffing like a dog?"

"The scent of my woman, the aroma of her body, which made me her slave".

I hugged her again and was licking the sweat beads from her deep cleavage,
the oiliness was spread to my tip of tongue and I tasted the saltiness of
her sweat and mixed odour. I unclasped her brassieres, and I could see the
big water lemons, dangling free liberated from its prison. The nipples like
coffee pods begged me to caress them and I obligued, I took them between my
lips, and bit them, she made a slight sound of ecstacy. I kissed on her
breasts alternately and when I traced their outer diameters her long armpit
hairs brushed my face, and I took those stray hairs between my teeth, they
were salty. Even in the rainy climate, she was sweating and trembling and
the only obstacle which remained in her body was the small cloth which
countryside women used in place of panties.

Panties were not common in Indian countryside's. "Now you take this away".

"Why should I , you can also do the same thing, I am shy, it's a husband's
privilege".

"But I want you to do it, its more thrilling".

'Okay, an obedient wife does everything for her husband", she removed the
white cloth with trembling hands but at the next instant her palm hid the
triangle, and with another hand she tried to cover her breasts.

"Ekahastena gopyathe, as Kalidasan said!", I said.

"Who that bloody?"

"Don't you know, Kalidas story"

"I don't know, it may be a wicked one, I bet!"

"Kalidasan was famous poet of middle age in India. When he was crossing a
river where there was no bridge or boat conveniently, a woman was crossing
the same river from the other side, water was about the waist
level. Kalidasan removed his dhothi and tied it to his head as a turban,
the lady also did the same thing. But she could conceal her nudity
efficiently with a single palm, and Kalidasan was finding it very difficult
to cover his big phallus and his bigger testicles, and he said 'Eka hastena
gopyathe' (concealable with a single hand) , that women could cover their
nudity using a single hand!!', that's Kalidas' story.", I concluded.

"Okay then start something, I don't want to hear any more such stories, I
am getting itching"

"Where?"

"Down there, where else, it's a twenty five year itch!, my pussy's all
itches has to be cured this night, please water my desert, today Vasu,
don't leave me, ever, kiss me, everywhere, from head to toe, I want it, I
love it, please start".

I made her lie on the bed, and began to kiss starting from her forehead,
inching down by millimeters, I kissed her eyebrows, unlike modern women,
the eyebrows were not shaped by beauticians still it looked in clear bow
shape, with thin edges, I traced her straight nose and dried the small
sweat beads appeared on her moustache region, there was a very, very thin
tiny shade which I licked with my tip of tongue, then I took charge of
those thick soft petal like lips. I lingered my lips on her lips and rubbed
them, I could feel the hot air coming out of her nostrils, and my lips took
her upper lips and I began to chew them, without causing pain. I did the
same to her lower lips, she was writhing in pleasure, one good kiss to your
woman, then she is your slave forever. I then began kissing her chin, the
high cheek bones, her ears, ear lobes, the place between her ears. My
brother never bothered to do that on those regions, it was her first
experience and I was practicing the hundreds of sex books I read. For
inexperienced men, my advice to spend some time doing this, it wont be much
thrilling for us physically, the reward will be the woman's sighs,
groaning, the feeling of her raw scent, but you never knew you are creating
waves in her body, she will be boiling in scorching heat of love, passion
and ecstasy. You reward will be her life long slavery. She would feel
desires to pay back, and you will be lucky if she does the same to your
prick. I spent about half an hour kissing her body, and I was able to feel
she was burning with desire, she made so many undecipherable sounds, and my
lips were then on her broad meadow, enjoying her muskiness. Her hands had
captured my phallus, and it was leaking from its tip.

"Does this glue never stops?!", she exclaimed.

"Its called pilot, originated from the pilot car which comes before a VIP
comes, its colourless, the original gum is white and more sticky".

"Why wait, fill me with it?!".

"No, we must not hurry, we are two experienced players, we should make this
first night memorable, a cherished night, the night has just only started,
and we won't sleep this night."

"Ooooh, will you take whole night to fill me, no Vasu, I cant stand this
anymore, put this big iron into me, let my pussy tore away!", she was
pressing her breasts like a mad women. I was concentrating more on her
pussy region, I felt the juice running down from her inner folds and it was
like a damp pit, I spread her legs wider and nose dived into her pubic
triangle, drinking the nectar, and my tongue was deep buried into her
musky, slippery inner path. I was trying to locate her love button.

"Spread wider, where is your kanth(love button)?"

"Its inside, look for it baba, its hiding somewhere inside in that region".

"Its small compared to Vilasini, that's why I am finding difficult to
locate".

"You find it, then tell me Vasu, are you worried because its smaller than
Vilasini"

"Leave that thing, comparing Vilasini and my dream girl, you too know how
difficult is to lick her regions, she smell so nasty"

"How do I know?"

"Don't lie to me, I had seen you diving into that girl's pussy. Don't play
innocent"

"Oh, you peeping Tom, nothing is possible here without you seeing it, it
was a slight aberration, happened to me, it was due to my frustration, your
brother's neglect to woman's needs, I tried an alternate source".

"Were you satisfied?"

"I was not, but she was, Vasu it was you who tempted me in some odd way, I
had caught you both in such a situation and when I saw how earnestly you
eat her pussy, I thought it would be some ambrosia, but when I tried it I
felt vominating, but I could not express it as it was me who initiated all
those things. So I did not express, but I feel a woman doesn't like the
smell of other woman's region"

"But there are women like that, men liking men, and women liking men"

"Is you brother such a man, he always compared some boy when he was doing
sexy thing to me, he never compared with another woman, that's why I asked"

"I can't tell it now, but there is a rumour".

"I felt so depressed, when he compared me against some boy's ass, while his
younger brother was crazy walking my behind!"

"So you knew, I desired on you?!"

"Every woman knows it from the look of a man! But she never reveals, in
fact she enjoys it, its woman's psychology, we expect everyone to stare at
us, but its your eyes!, Vasu which makes me wet!!, the way you caress me
with your eyes, the eyes like pieces of a broken bottle"

"Now stop talking, do something!, its an order!". By the time I had located
her clitoris, it was feeling like cotton swab coated with glue and it was
getting firm and soft alternately, I used my tip of tongue to make it firm,
I licked around it and it stood like a small pebble and she was writhing in
pleasure. She took both of her legs and took its feet to her mouth and was
spread wildly, as if a lady delivering child, she was asking me to move my
tongue deeper, deeper. My mouth and face were all coated her glue, the
muskiness was filling the whole room, and I was afraid the smell will
escape our room and enter the next room and give my mama a hint that what
was going inside. She will be delighted that her son is making love to his
wife, at last.

She was fast approaching an orgasm, she was pressing my head like a small
pillow to her pubic, and my tongue entered her unexplored crevices and she
was enjoying the pleasure. I grabbed her buttocks like an opened umbrella,
fortunately my tip of tongue was pressing the arrow shaped tip of her
clitoris and she came with a bang. She came to her senses and was feeling
my sticky face, and said in low tone, "Thank you, Vasukutta, I came nicely,
now shall I suck your penis, I cant stand up, I prefer to relax, but give
it to me I will lick at it lying here".

"No just relax, I am going to enter you, I want to fill you, while you
relaxing".  I lied on top of her and adjusted the tip of my phallus and
with no objection it entered her pussy.

She acknowledged it with a smile, I began to make slow strokes and she
enjoyed it. She lied under me, with eyes shut and smiling. I increased the
speed in the process and she began to move, she tried to make her legs
closer to my pelvis and I was getting more friction. I touched her midriff
and felt the traces signs of a chain around her midriff.

"Do you wear gold chain here"

"Yes, I had one, but your brother didn't like it, so after marriage I did
not wear it"

"From tomorrow, you should wear it, I like to see it, a gold chain around
your narrow waist is nice to see, it makes you look like an Indian
princess"

'Yes, my majesty!'  I started pumping, increasing speed as if traveling on
the highway with topgears, she supported me grabbing my butt and making me
pump deeply into her. I too was feeling the inevitable orgasm, "Gita, I am
going to come, please be ready", I was moving madly.

"I am waiting for this from day one, my majesty, fill my pussy with your
milk, oh majesty. Fill it, shut it, forget it, like that bike's ad!"

"I will never forget this night, I am cumming, ah,ah"

My shoot lasted for two minutes, the curdy semen entered her pussy, and she
lay still.

"Why are you silent, come lie on me, I was putting my weight on you till
now, now you may relax"

"No, dear husband, I don't want your milk escape from my pussy, you are a
real man, I want to deliver children for you, for this I need your milk,
lets remain like this for ten minutes".

I moved to her side and was hugging her, soon my wicked hands encircled her
breasts and started playing with her nipples. They too responded by
becoming taut.

"Did you enjoy it"

"Enjoy, I loved every minute of it, in my previous marriage I was repenting
on each night, doing the sin, because of my asshole fucker"

"Now tell me about your first night, how was that?!"

"I am no good story teller".

"Lets relax, I want to hear it"

"Well this is what you mean by 'Shayaneshu Veshya ( a prostitute in bed),
telling tales, but it was not much nice to hear, I feel shy to remember
those nights".

"But I want to hear it".

"Its about your brother, how your brother fucked his wife, its sin to tell
it to another brother".

"Its about my wife's ex-husband, I want to know the tricks he used, perhaps
I can make it better".

"No, I don't want you to enter the place where he entered"

"Oh cut the crap, tell me your first night". She began..

"I was shy like any village bride. I knew about man-woman relations from my
friends and elders, I expected him to kiss me, make me nude, and put that
big thing into my, you know where it is. I entered the room with the milk
which your sisters gave to me. I gave the milk to him, and stood. He gulped
down and throw the steel glass to corner. Then he asked me to undress."

"He did not kiss you?!"

"He never bothered such matters. He asked me, "take your clothes off", I
waited for him to do it, how can a woman undress herself before an unknown
me, its like a rape, but he told me again, "What are you looking at , take
those clothes off, and come here", it was an order like a military.

"So you started undressing right away".

"I was remembering the advices told to me by my friends".

"What was it?"

"They told me that your husband will kiss you and remove sary first then
blouse and then bra and panties if any"

"And what did you do?"

"I was educated in the city, I had stayed in hostels, so I was accustomed
to change clothes before others, only difference was they were all ladies,
so I removed my sary, under skirt, blouse, bra in that order, if that
interests you"

"One more thing, did you have panties on?!"

"No, I had removed it while bathing at your house, I felt it very
uncomfortable to wear panties at nights, I used to wear it only when I make
an outing"

"In hostels, you ladies wear other girls clothes".

"Hostels, we are used to such acts, so many girls from different
backgrounds, we have to adjust with them, at first I was reluctant to shed
clothes before others, I waited them to move away, but they did not, they
were curious to see each other. Each woman compares her body with others
when they get an opportunity.  They are bolder than me, sometimes girls
will walk naked while others watch."

"Did you do it with some girls?"

"Aha, invasion of my privacy, I don't disclose everything to you"

"So I can believe there were more Vilasini's in your life"

"Yes, some girls forced me to do it, but I did not enjoy much, they
fingered each other and sometimes sleep naked in a bed, especially on the
cold nights, I will tell my hostel life later if that interests you later,
now coming to my first night."

'Okay, continue".

 "So I undressed and with shivering stood before him, then he turned me and
began watching my ass, he made some slaps on my buttocks, 'nice", he
said. Then he caught my gold chain which I wore around my waistline,
"what's this, I don't want you to wear any such things, especially here, a
firm ass, that's what I loved about you, now kneel, let me feel , he
inserted a finger into my asshole and tried to penetrate it. I felt like a
cow, inspected by a prospective buyer. I felt so humiliated it was
different from any of the first night stories I overheard when my
relatives, friends talked.

'Then".

"Then he again made me to face him. I was covering my pubic region and
breasts like the lady crossed river along with Kalidasan, but you know how
difficult to conceal my breast, they are so large as you say, like
coconuts"

"Then"

"Your brother moved my hands away, and pressed my boobs with both of his
hands and exclaimed 'nice, big firm", and he inserted a finger into my
pussy and said 'dry!, okay, on first nights, I am not going to hurt you,
you look afraid", then he took my hands and led to his phallus. The phallus
was bigger than yours, I looked at it with honour and respect, so this big
thing is going to enter my pussy, how was it possible, I remembered the
advices from my hostel mates and repented on neglecting them".

"What was your inmate's advices?"

"There was a girl who used to put big green cucumber into her pussy, often
took from hostel's kitchen, she did it when I was the only person
around. When I said its dangerous practice, she said we would better
practice or will feel much pain when some unknown husband fucks us with
it!"

"Did you ever do it?"

"No,never, I was afraid about my hymen, I heard stories about adamant men
inspecting their bride for existence of hymen, I wanted to present my
virginity only to my husband, not to any cucumber!".

"So your hymen was intact on your first night?"

"You only broke it,brute"

"Yes, I know, but have you heard about hymen with corporation's stamp?"

"I don't know which corporation?"

"Trivandrum corporation, there was such a stamp on one of famous artist's
hymen, Have you heard that story"

"Another one of your wicked stories?"

"Perhaps, but you want to hear it?"

"Okay, I may have a glass of water, and take a rest", I watched her big
nude body moving with elegance like a new born elephant and taking water
from earthen pot and drinking it.

The spills were running down her body, she was bigger than normal when
naked. She came back and hugged me, I licked her nose"

"Its nice to smell your body perfume, especially when your nose sweats, I
have found its when your smell is great"

"Ok, tell me about that actress "

'You know that Ambi of Malayalam, she was married to doctor from USA and
now. The story goes like this. The doctor was from U.S and he preferred a
girl from India, as most of the girls loose virginity from their school
days in U.S according to him. So his only condition was that the girl
should have a perfect hymen. And Ambi's mother wanted badly to have a
doctor as her daughter's groom, so she approached a doctor, the famous
plastic surgeon of Medical College, Trivandrum"

"Why, did she have no hymen?"

'Hymen, for an actress!! Are you mad? Having a hymen for an actress is like
a rich man admitted to heaven, as Bible says! Even if they had one it will
be lost to the makeup man first, then followed by cameraman, producer,
hero, financers in the respective order!"

"ha ha, okay, continue"

"So Ambi's mother offered a hefty some to arrange a perfect hymen for her
daughter.

The surgeon agreed and he went to corporations's meat market and bought a
lamb. He grafted tender membrane from its urinal area and put the hymen to
Ambi. The marriage was over and the doctor inserted his finger into the
pussy and felt the membrane. The girl writhed in pain and he broke her
virginity membrane and when everything was done, he went to the bathroom"

"For what?"

"A doctor from U.S is highly hygienic! He wanted to clean, do you know what
he found?"

"What?"

"The virginity membrane, it was stuck at the edge of his penis, he took it
detached and inspected it with an academic interest. In fact he believed it
never existed, none could vouch for its existence even now, I think it's a
myth, but some girls pretend pain, and some rub some blood on the bed sheet
to indicate she was virgin on her first night.

Anyway the doctor spread the membrane and he saw the stamp in black ink
"Trivandrum Corporation!"

"I don't get you, how did it came?"

"Shall I have to explain a joke, you fool, the meat sold at corporation's
meat stall should have corporations' seal its mandatory!"

"ah,ha,ha, poor Ambi!"

"Okay tell me the rest of your first night. What did my brother do?"

"He felt my pubis, I had cut some hair using a scissors at that time, he
asked me why did I do it? Then he rolled on top of me and put that big
phallus and tried to enter my pussy, without any preliminaries, I felt my
urethra is getting damaged. I tried to move him away and his hairy chest
was rubbing on my breast and nose, as he was taller than me I didn't feel
any pleasure from the acts. He tried to insert his big phallus several
times into me, and failed, then he told me to roll over, he spat into his
palm, and rubbed my anus with his spit. He told me it won't hurt much
there. I was thinking that he wanted to spend his seed as I was unable to
accommodate him, so I allowed him to enter in my anus. It was my big
mistake. All nights followed in the same pattern, I was fucked brutally in
my asshole and he never tried to enter me from direct, always found some
lame excuses, I don't have to elaborate you had seen the acts anyway".

"Now tell me about your hostel days, did you masturbate there?"

"I am no story teller, its my dark secrets, why you want to hear".

"Because my flagpole is getting erected and erotic tales can make him
bigger, and I will enter in your pussy again!"

"In that case I am ready to tell, what do you want to hear"

"Tell me about a girl who fucked you, I want to hear a girl-girl scene, it
always makes me wet"

"But don't make it a practice like your brother, I am not going into women
to tell you more tales, and I don't want to make Vilasini do such things
anymore. Perhaps you are planning a threesome!"

"No, I wont mingle with Vilasini, my friend Ganesh is going to propose her
next week."

"That's nice, her horoscope has some problems, its better Ganesh marry her,
he is nice and good, they are a perfect match too!"

"Okay tell me about your first lesbian experience"

"Oh it was from Renu, the dancer of our college, there were a hundred of
boys after her.

But she did not encourage them, she was much good and more beautiful than
me. She was my room mate."

"It was a hot night, I was dressed only in night dress and nothing
inside. At night I felt someone was lying by my side. I smelt her perfume,
I knew it was Renu. She was cuddling me, her face was so close to me. She
brushed my face with her soft lips, and it felt so ticklish, she was
embracing me from my behind. Soon her hands unzipped my night dress and her
palms entered in to my dress, one palm encircled my left breast and another
began to pull my other nipple"

I was getting aroused and my phallus grew to its length and it was touching
Gita's behind, I put him between her buttocks and the warmth was noticed by
Gita. "Like brother, you too put it there".

"No its just to keep it warm, no evil intentions, continue your story"

'Vasu, if you want to fuck in my ass I will allow you, but I want a kid
first, perhaps on my maternity days I will allow you to fuck me in my
anus."

"Oh I don't need it now, please continue"

'Okay, Renu began feeling my boobs, even though I felt it so ticklish, it
was giving me an unknown pleasure too, soon her hands traveled down and she
felt my panties".

"You wear panties at night?"

"I was wearing it on that day, as I thought my period approaching, are you
satisfied. Then Renu's hands lingered around my navel region. She was
getting bolder and was feeling the tiny hairs I had around my navel, and
she moved her palm further down".

"Oooh, good carry on"

"Well let me feel how you are growing, ah ha this is bigger shape than last
time, I am going to tell more sexy things. Renu's palm lingered on my
panties edge and inch by inch it progressed and finally her palm was
resting on my pubis mound like a small tortoise.

She felt my pussy opening with her finger and when she understood I was
wet, she felt I would offer no objection. Then she moved and put on light".

"Then!"

"It was impossible for me to pretend any more sleeping. She was drinking
water from a bottle and gave it to me after asking , "Gita, do you feel
thirsty?". I nodded, then when I had drunk water, she moved to switch off
the light, but she did not. She stayed there looking into my eyes, she
began lifting her nightie slowly, hiking it inch by inch, and finally she
removed her nightie over her head!"

"Aha, nice!"

"Vasu, can you imagine what did I see, she was hairless down there,
completely hairless, her body shined in the light, she was like a rose
petal, the color enticed me, she moved to me and stood closer offering me
an unabashed view of her rose pussy".

"What did you do?"

"My heart was spinning, I cannot help but kiss her. I kissed on her
abdonmen, on her navel, then she hissed"

"Then"

"She went back, put of the light and joined me in bed. She removed my night
dress and lowered my panties. She moved on top of me she began kissing
me. Do you know Vasu, when you were kissing me just before I felt like
Renu's first touch. You both are tender, you know my contours very
well. Renu kissed me like you did, and ate my pussy in that night".

"Did you repay her?"

"Yes, it was nice, she was fresh, no nasty smells, I thought Vilasini would
be like her, but when I smelt her I felt bad, but I could not go back, as
it would humiliate her. I had the view of your diving into her pussy. I
wanted to compete with her".

"Okay, Renu did this everyday to you?"

"No, she wanted more than that".

"What?"

"She had artificial penis which her cousin had given her, she wanted to
fuck me with it, which I refused, she did it with my other room mate. "

"Before your eyes?"

"Yes, they were lesbian lovers even before I came to the hostel. They did a
hundred times before me, they wanted me to become jealous and finally give
it a try"

"But why don't you try"

"I don't want to have corporation seal on my hymen!"

"ha,ha,ha", we laughed and started to make love again. This time it was
deliberately slow, and we did it with Gita sitting on my lap.  I cupped her
breasts and moved her on my phallus as an axis. We made love three times on
that night.

In the morning mama called me, "Vasu, wake up, your friend Ganesh has come,
he want you to take him to Vilasini's house".

I had forgotten I wake up and dressed and went to toilet. Gita was just
entering from the bathroom, smiling, "I will make tea, soon!"

"Okay make one for Ganesh too!"

"Oh, he has come"

Vilasini's horoscope matched with Ganesh. They got married in next month. I
and Gita attended, when we came back, Gita started vomiting badly. I was
angry, "the food was not good, I bet it's the payasam which made your
stomach upset".

"No dear husband, its your baby, little Vasu, inside me making problems. I
bet he is as mischievous as you.

"Is it true, when did it happen?"

"I missed my periods two months back, Vasu, but I wanted to declare to
others only after I confirmed with the doctor".

"Then is it confirmed?"

"Yes your baby is now three months old"

Our life was beginning. I ran the shop very well with help of Ganesh and my
father. My brother had left the ashram and had gone for pilgrimage. We did
not hear from him anymore.

The End.