Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2001 15:07:53 +0530
From: Alisha <alisha69ksk@rediffmail.com>
Subject: Granny's Funeral (Part I)

My grandmother had expired 5 years back. When the news reached to me I was
staying at my college hostel. I was so fond of my grandma and her demise
was very tearful to me. I packed my luggage and left my hostel after taking
2 weeks leave. I reached my grand parents house by night. By the time they
had buried her. In India, as per Hindu custom, when people die of natural
cause they are burned to ashes using sandalwood and other special woods.
The ashes are then taken to some pilgrim centre and it will be floated in a
holy river or in the sea whichever is convenient to us. On the seventh day
and 16th day of demise we have two special rituals to pay homage to dead.
Food is cooked and it is then put at some place so that crows and other
birds can come and eat it at leisure. According to Hindu mythology, the
crows are considered to be our long forefathers coming from heaven (or
hell). The time taken by crows to approach the food offered, is considered
as a symbol of our attachment to the dead. If no crows approach the food
for a long time, it indicates that our forefathers are not pleased with
us. So after offering food we all display our best charms to attract
attention of crows. If they have some other good non- vegetarian food, then
it is our bad luck. They may not be interested to take the rice we offer
and people may blame us for our misdeeds.

I was assigned duties to receive the guests and entertain them with light
refreshments. I was staying at the grandmother's house until the rituals
are over. The house was a small one and heavily crowded with lot of our
guests and neighbors and servants. As it was in countryside there was no
gas connection. We had to cook food using coal and wood. I was not
accustomed to such a kitchen and soon find it very difficult to handle the
situation. But my aunts and neighbours were well versed with the situation
and I was asked only to assist them by serving. I was considered to be a
beauty of our family. It is on such occasions people come to notice of
persons and the acquaintances usually may end up in making proposals and
end up in a conventional arranged marriage.

Our next door neighbour was a matured lady of 40 years. She was mother of
two kids. Her husband was employed in gulf countries, and she was
considered to be a rich person in our countryside. She was very helpful in
the kitchen and she spent most of her time at our house and went to her
house only for sleep. I soon became very close to her, as she used to keep
me nearby to assist in cooking, making tea and serving them, wash the
dishes. She was very jovial and she will pass very funny remarks at some of
the guests.

She used to have all gossips reached to her through various sources and
there was never a dull moment when she was around. After two days, my
parents left the place promising to come back on the day of ritual and put
me stay there representing them till all functions are over.

In the countrysides there are usually no bathrooms or lavatory constructed
attached to houses.  As there was a lot of area and so many trees and
shrubs, there was no such need too. The people were accustomed to bath near
their wells in open taking occasional helpings of buckets of water taken
directly from the wells. I felt all these things very embarrassing. As I
was brought up in cities I have never bathed in open and I never could
think about shitting on ground with no cover around you except for some
bushes and small coverings. But I had no other way out. I had to wake up
early in the morning and head to some distant secluded part of the compound
to do my morning chores. Even though I find it very repulsive to sit on my
toe and do my chores, soon I began to like the practice, small plants
occasionally touching my pussy, and the privacy of bushes around me , my
buttocks getting cuddled by shrubs, sitting naked up to my waist in a wide
open space, but free to urinate, shit anywhere I please. Soon I began to
use this opportunity to masturbate while listening to the sounds of a
country morning, cocks trying to wake up by their morning calls, birds
chirping and the dew on leaves caressing my ass. I used as many fingers as
deep as possible in my pussy and when the shitting was over, I will wash my
anus with water taken in a mug taken to the place. There was no soap and so
I could not wash my hands with, and I felt the faint smell of my shit when
I put my hands near my nose.

But taking a bath was not so easy. It was to be done near the well as it
will be very difficult to carry buckets of water to some secluded place.
The first day I satisfied with a sponge bath in darkness.  The women used
to take their baths after taking lunch around 3 pm. The menu will be same
for lunch and dinner, so after lunch time there was not much work in the
kitchen except for the evening tea. So women would relax for an hour after
taking lunch and men will go out for arranging the temporary halls
constructed out of palm leaves and wooden poles using coir to tie them. At
this time woman will folk around the well and will bath one by one. This
was a pleasure time for them, as they were free to gossip about almost
everything under the world. But most of the time the topics will be about
how they were fucked last night, how they got their periods unexpected, how
someone not present was cheating on her husband etc etc. Some women will
wash their clothes by beating them with a wood after soap is applied, some
will use a stone nearby to squeeze the soap. Then one of them will start
removing their blouse and standing there with towels around her midriff,
long enough just to cover their breasts and pussies.  All ladies were
athletic build, they all had a lot of work to do in kitchens and fields.
There was no mixer grinder etc, they grind rice to a powder after soaking
them with water and using wooden poles to crush it in a wooden inverted
drum like thing. There was a hole rigged up to the middle so that soaked
rice will be put into it and women may take turn to hit it with wooden
poles. In the countryside women never wear any brassieres and panties.  It
was a delightful thing to see their big breasts dangling up and down.
Similarly they use a stone with a hole in middle and another small rounded
one to suit the hole and they produce rice paste. By all these activities
they were far healthier than city people and all of them had big buttocks
and heavy breasts.

The women were not shy to denude in front of others. Some did not even
bother to cover their breasts. When they begin to wash their hair standing
in a bow like fashion trying to wash their thick hair in water, their big
breast will be hanging like two watermelons. They all had big nipples and
dark areola about 3 inch diameter. When they begin to pour water over their
head, their muslin towels will get wet and we can see the erotic sight of
her milky white boobs with their nipples jutting out. They had black curly
hairs in their armpits and I felt they are thicker than pussy hairs of our
city folk. Then they will start soaping their boobs by loosing the towels
and yet they try to cover their privates in a modest way. The women will
help each other to wash their backside.  Older ladies dare to face the
younger woman and allow them to soap their boobs too.

When they have to wash their pussies they turn away and wash them by
themselves. But once water started wetting their towels it was a show all
for everybody. I thus got a feast of seeing boobs of different size,
different colour, different shape and nipples of various types. Even though
I did not see a completely bare pussy , I could see pussies and their rich
hair through their muslin towels.  It was evident that all of them were
curious to see my nudity as I was a city girl and considered to be a beauty
in my family. They offered to draw water from wells and pouring in big
buckets hinting I may use them. But they were for a disappointment, as I
decided not to bath before others.

Due to they heavy work in the kitchen, my dresses got dirty and I have been
sweating like hell.  I could feel beads of sweat running down from my
armpits. I craved to have a leisure bath.  Then I asked my neighbour aunt
whether there was any place for taking bath in private. She seemed jump to
the opportunity, as she invited me to her house and said there was an
attached bathroom, but she also prefer to bath around a well so as to
gather gossips and to bath in company. I was relived and was eager to go
with her to take a lavish bath.  When I reached her house her kids were not
there. So she bolted the front door and lead me to her bedroom. It was a
good and clean room compared to the rooms in my grandparents house. There
was a double bed in the middle , a TV, VCR and a fine Turkish bedspread.
The bathroom was as good as a new one. It was sparingly used, it even had a
bathtub. I took my towel and soap to the bathroom and opened the tap. The
water started to drop into the bucket. The aunt turned another tap to the
bath tub and put some soap powder into the tub. I was waiting for her to
leave the bathroom so that I can remove my clothes. But she seemed very
reluctant to leave and stood their talking to me. I was so eager to start
shedding my clothes and have a good bath. So I told her "Ok aunty let me
have my bath" and tried to close the door pushing her a bit to move
out. But she put her hands on my hand and with a beg in her eyes asked me "
Let me bath you dear".

I was shocked to hear the request, and stood there embarrassed about what
to reply.

" Dear, let me see you, I will do anything you want, but I love you so much
dear let me see your cute pussy, let me feel you".

But I said " Sorry, aunt  let me be alone, what are you doing".

"No dear, I beg you, I want to see you, I will do anything you want, let me
bath you, please dear" saying this she began to kneel before me and started
kissing my hands.

I did not know what to do next, I was not accustomed to such a situation
never before in my life.  Here is a matured lady kneeling before me kissing
my hands and asking my permission to bath me. I looked at her.

She looked like a girl begging for a candy, she started begging before me.

"Please dear, let me see you, I will lick your pussy, I will lick your
asshole too, please, please".

I was stunned to hear such a proposition from her, an aristocratic lady
saying such filthy things. I remained silent.She took my silence as my
permission, because she stood up an embraced me and began to shower kisses
on my cheek, my lips, my ear, my nose and on my forehead. She did not
permit me to take an immediate attempt to get free. She took my full lips
between her mouth and tongue and lingered my low lip with her mouth. She
kissed me a thousand time and her fingers fumbled with the hooks of my
blouse. She opened my blouse from the front and removed it through my
hands. Soon she had me in my bras and she began to fumble at my bottom
pants.  Soon she succeeded in removing my pants, I was standing before her
wearing only a panty and bra. I was sweating like hell for last two days, I
could feel the smell of perspiration emitting from my body. I was sure that
my flesh was salty and ugly. But my neighbour was enjoying her conquest
over me.

She was sucking and licking all over me. She licked my backside and soon I
felt her hands on the straps of my brassier and she put her hands into
it. She opened the hooks and threw it away to a corner and she turned me to
face her. She put my hands over my head and applied her mouth to my armpits
and sucked the wetness. I had shaved my armpits one month back. Her tounge
touched my stubbles and I felt giggling. My goose pimples rose and while
licking my salty armpits her fingers were pinching my nipples and soon her
hands captured my small boobs. I was having 32 size breasts with small rose
nipples. She then applied her mouth sucking my nipples and at the same time
pressing my other breast. She did this alternatively and I was soon taken
to the paradise which I never reached, even at the peak of myself
exploration. She was an expert in manipulation of breasts, I never guessed
a woman can achieve such wild pleasure by sucking, pinching and
tonguing. How did she learn these tricks , I wondered.

She was busy using her best techniques all over me. It was like to keep her
promise. She soon lowered her head and at the same time I felt her fingers
at my waistband, She lowered them and at the same time sucked my pussy,
buttocks, lower and lower. She then sat before me on floor and concentrated
on sucking my pussy. She intertwined her fingers in my pussy hair and her
mouth was attached to my pussy. She found the little pebble like thing just
above my urinating hole and then I felt a tiny finger entering my virgin
asshole. Oh, god I can't stand this, is she a witch, I soon found it
difficult to stand I collapsed to the bathroom floor. She attacked my pussy
like a wild animal. I rolled my head around and applied my hands to the
backside of her head. I pressed her to my pussy. Yes, I felt something
coming from deep inside, yes, like a rock coming down through a narrow
path, I found my breath stopping, ah, I cannot stop this. Ooh..ooh it was
coming , coming and that's it. I surrendered completely to her and
collapsed.

After some minutes I opened my eyes. I saw the aunty standing there wearing
only a towel. She had removed her clothes. She took my hands and I rose
from the floor. She moved me to stand under the shower. She opened the
shower and I was wet. I was standing stark naked before another woman. She
took soap and made it into a thick lather and applied to my backside. She
applied her fingers all over my back, soon all the dirt and sweat was
washed away. I felt so relaxing to feel her fingers lingering all over
me. She then grabbed one breast and applied soap while her other hand was
rubbing my other breast. My nipples rose like a small finger. She did know
how to tease me. She unabashedly started milking me. I was going to
die. She then lathered soap to a big foam and applied it to my belly. She
made my pussy fully lathered up. I was fully covered in foam. She then made
me turn, she started applying soap to my anus. She rubbed the channel
between my buttocks with her soapy fingers. One finger soon entered into my
asshole, soon another entered my pussy, ah, one more finger too. Oh she was
rubbing on my clit using her thumb. I attained another climax.

She opened the shower again. I stood there for five minutes. I forgot
everything, I was floating. I had attained two adjacent orgasms. When I
opened my eyes I saw her taking shower along with me. I am seeing her nude
for the first time. Her breasts where 36 they have not sagged, they looked
like balls. She had big areola and her nipples were 1 inch long. She put
them to my face. I understood the meaning. I started sucking her nipples
like a baby. Soon we were rubbing together standing under a heavy shower.
She was standing behind me. She was kissing my nape of my head. She was
milking me. Her hairy pussy was rubbing on my backside. It was like a dark
mat. Her thighs were big, she had muscles. Soon I started soaping her all
over. She had big buttocks, her asshole was dark, she had hair around her
asshole. She had shaved her armpits.  There were stubbles standing out, I
was sure within a fortnight it would be as hairy as a pussy.

While I lay there in the bath tub, aunty had started drying herself. She
then tied her hair as a heap over head and put her towel around her midriff
and left to the bedroom. I took some more time relaxing. Then she
re-entered the bathroom and started rubbing a dry towel on me. " Don't get
cold, we have to dry", saying this she applied her fluffy towel to my
body. She asked me to part my legs, and she rubbed between my legs. It was
tickling to feel the move of the fluffy towel between my legs rubbing my
pussy closely. Then she put all of my dress into a bucket with some soap
powder. She told me that she will get it washed and dried by her servant
next day.

She pushed me out , I was fully nude. I felt so shy I started to grab for
my new dress. But she didn't allow me, she dragged me out of the bathroom
naked. I begged her, "Aunty, please let me wear these, some one will see
me".

"I have locked the door", came the reply.

"But there are windows, aunty!".

"They have curtains, come dear".

She put me stand before her dresser. It has a large mirror on it. I was so
shy to look at my figure.

"Look into the mirror, dear. You are so beautiful, look at your cute pussy,
look at these dear nipples, dear see yourself".

I looked at my image, I was so shy. What was I doing, standing there
without even a stitch of cloth on me.  My aunty started weaving my hair
using a brush. She poured powder on my shoulders, my breasts, my armpits
and applied a spray to my pussy to make it fragrant. Then she laid herself
on the bed.  I started wearing my dress. I put my black brassieres first
and hooked it behind. Then I put my legs into the holes of my panty. Then I
put on my blouse and then my pants. My aunt was laying there looking at me
eagerly, her hands were rubbing her pussy all these time. Then I heard bell
at the front door.

Her children had returned from school. She then gave them snacks and gave
me tea.  She told me to stay at her house for sleeping. Nobody would
suspect anything as there were so many relatives and women in my granny's
house and there was no room to sleep peacefully. I agreed to her idea and
left to my granny's house.

(to be continued)