After finishing their meal, Divya stood up and made her way to the sink to wash her hands. Vishwa followed closely behind, his eyes filled with desire for her. In no time, the sounds of their passionate kisses and moans echoed through the room. After a while, they emerged from the kitchen, still locked in each other's arms. Vishwa's strong hands held onto Divya's ass flesh and squeezing it, while her own hand gripped his neck firmly and was stroking his cock, as she led him towards the bedroom.
Meanwhile, Harish sat watching Shanti with longing eyes. She could sense his desire and politely gestured for him to be patient. He showed her his throbbing erection with pleading eyes, and she blushed in response. With a slight nod and a shy smile, she silently promised to join him soon.
As Harish waited eagerly in his room, Shanti hurriedly finished her tasks. Her body was flushed with anticipation, like a bride on her wedding night. She adorned herself with fragrant jasmine flowers that she had picked up on the way to the temple, carefully tucking away her swollen breasts beneath her saree pallu. With a tumbler of milk in hand, she walked slowly towards Harish's room.
Inside, Harish could not contain his excitement and was rubbing his hardened member through his shorts as he waited for Shanti. When she finally entered and closed the door behind her, he rushed towards her and pulled her into a tight embrace from behind.
Shanti tried to maintain her balance as his strong arms enveloped her petite frame, careful not to spill the milk in the tumbler. "Shhh," she whispered softly, trying to calm his impatience.
"Why are you so eager? We have the whole night together. You must be patient and listen to my instructions first," she teased playfully before leading him towards the bed in their private sanctuary for the night.
She placed the milk on the bedside table and commanded, "First, stop hugging me and bring that chair over."
Harish complied without a word, retrieving the chair. Shanti then told him to arrange it neatly in front of the mirror and sit down. He positioned the chair accordingly and took a seat. His reflection was clear, showcasing him in shorts and with his upper body bare.
Shanti approached the mirror directly, glancing at her reflection. "Sit on my lap," she said, and they both appeared vividly in the glass. Shanti admired the sight before her, then gracefully bent her body, wrapping her left arm around Harish's neck while pressing her left breast against his chest.
"Mmm, first you need to drink some milk," she said, to which Harish nodded, his head swaying as if enchanted. In the mirror, her figure still looked wild and untamed.
He held her stomach and replied, "Yes."
"So, how exactly did you get your milk from your mother?" Shanthi asked with a hint of sarcasm. Harish, glancing at her ample bosom, replied, "I drank it straight from her breast."
Shanti's voice was soft and sultry as she made her request, "Hmmm, I want you to drink from me just like a baby would..."
Confusion swirled in Harish's mind as he tried to comprehend how Shanti could produce milk in her breasts. But his thoughts were interrupted when Shanti instructed, "First remove my blouse."
Without hesitation, Harish obediently raised his hands to untie the knot of her blouse. But Shanti stopped him and said, "Use your mouth to remove my blouse". Lust burned brightly in her eyes as she hugged Harish's neck even tighter.
With trembling fingers, Harish pulled back the pallu of Shanti's saree to reveal her right breast. As he placed his mouth on the hook of her blouse, his other hand gently stroked her stomach. The fabric of her saree fell down onto his face, covering it in a gentle veil. In an emotional state, Shanti lifted up the saree and pushed her swollen breast into Harish's eager mouth.
He clamped his teeth around the hook and yanked it free, causing the fabric to snap open. The once constricting blouse now became a loose accessory as he moved on to the next hook. With each one that surrendered to his teeth, Shanti let out soft moans of pleasure. Finally, with the blouse slightly loosened, Harish tackled the final top hook. To steal a moment for himself, he pressed his cheek against Shanti's breast before freeing the last hook and allowing the blouse to fall open. As he slid off one side of the jacket from her shoulder, it revealed her silken breasts that quivered enticingly in front of him. In a shared moment of excitement, Shanti tossed the blouse aside.
She then removed her saree from her upper body and sat topless on Harish's lap. Her big breasts pressed against his chest as she hugged his neck tightly, causing them to jiggle and crush his face. Picking up a tumbler of milk from the nearby table, she held it in her hand and said teasingly, "Hmm... now drink milk from my breast...", as Harish immediately began to suckle on her like a calf.
Shanti stumbled slightly at the urgency of his actions, but then instructed him, "Just put your mouth on my nipple and open wide..."
Following her instructions, Harish's lips latched onto her nipple and she poured the milk from the tumbler into her breast. The warm liquid flowed through her bosom and into Harish's mouth, causing him to lick and suck hungrily. As he drank from her breast, the milk trickled down his chin and drenched Shanti's stomach and the fabric of her saree that covered her thighs. Once half of the milk was finished, Shanti placed the remaining tumbler back on the table.
Harish continued to slurp like a child as Shanti playfully raised her breast for him to suckle even more. With one hand, he fondled and played with her enlarged breast and nipple while using his other hand to squeeze the other breast and nipple. But Shanti eventually stopped their game, saying breathlessly, "Enough now, I want to drink some milk too", as Harish was lost in his own pleasureful world of drinking from her breasts.
Shanti rose gracefully from her seat and stood before Harish, commanding his attention. "Now," she purred, her voice laced with desire, "remove my saree from my hips with your mouth."
Harish eagerly complied, stepping forward and grasping Shanti's slender waist. With a gentle tug of his teeth, the saree slipped loose and fell to the ground. Just above her womanhood, the petticoat was knotted tightly and revealed her alluring navel to Harish's hungry gaze.
"Hmmm...remove the petticoat too," Shanti commanded, her eyes glinting with desire.
The heat radiating from Shanti's body washed over Harish as he pressed his face against the knot, his jaw brushing against her sensitive flesh. His lips traced a path along her belly button before finally undoing the knot with a quick bite. As Shanti moaned in pleasure, Harish couldn't resist pressing his lips to her smooth skin and nibbling at the fabric covering her mound.
He then moved lower, placing his mouth on her belly button and biting down gently. His lips trailed up, kissing every inch of exposed flesh until he arrived back at her pussy mound. With a flick of his tongue, he bit down on both the petticoat and her sensitive clit.
Lost in the sensations coursing through her body, Shanti could only sway in ecstasy as Harish's mouth worked its magic. But when she felt herself teetering on the edge of control, she whispered breathlessly, "Enough, my darling. Remove the petticoat."
Once again, Harish deftly used his teeth to unravel the knot and release the last remaining article of clothing from Shanti's curvaceous figure. She stood proudly naked before him, her ample backside highlighted by the mirror behind them.
Harish couldn't resist turning to look at them in the mirror, taking in the sight of Shanti's ample ass. It seemed to him like two perfect pumpkins nestled together.
With a slow grace, Shanti lowered herself to her knees in front of Harish and reached for the shorts clinging to his hips. In one fluid motion, she pulled them down and revealed his proud manhood standing at full attention. As she explored his impressive size, Harish couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he stood before this stunning woman, completely naked and consumed by lust.
Shanti couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight before exclaiming, with a hint of desire in her voice, "Mmmm... Yours is bigger than anything I've ever seen."
She picked up a glass of milk and poured it over his penis, watching as it dripped down and she leaned in to lick it all up. Taking the tumbler, she poured more milk onto his shaft and drank every last drop that dribbled out. The liquid seeped into every crevice and she could feel his body shiver in pleasure.
She then proceeded to pour the entire glass of milk onto his member and drink it all from top to bottom, before putting the tumbler away. She continued to lick and suck on his penis, exploring every inch with her mouth as Harish pushed against the roof of her mouth in pleasure.
He raised his hips and thrust his penis deeper into Shanti's mouth, at first she took it all in one go like licking a popsicle, then she began to lick and suck on it in various ways. She twisted his penis to the left and ran her lips along its right side, then placed it on his navel while using her tongue to lick from the base to the tip.
Harish throbbed uncontrollably as Shanti pressed her tongue into the opening of his penis. Her tongue darted inside the tip of his penis, causing him to throb uncontrollably. With one hand still fondling Harish's balls, Shanti expertly sucked on his pulsating manhood.
She then pulled his member out of her mouth and began sucking on it vigorously, while Harish held onto her head and started moving his hips. She felt him swell in her mouth as she squeezed and caressed him with her lips and tongue. As he felt himself reaching climax, Harish couldn't hold back any longer and released his cum into Shanti's mouth. Sensing that Harish was close to climax, Shanti eagerly awaited his release. She eagerly swallowed every drop without hesitation.
As he moaned in ecstasy, she took every rope of semen he shot into her mouth without letting a single drop escape. With a devilish grin, Shanti cleaned his entire cock with her skilled mouth.
Harish was mesmerized as he watched Shanti clean him up after he had finished ejaculating. She then stood in front of him, lifting one leg onto the armrest of the chair for support as she positioned herself directly in front of his face.
"Lick me..." Shanti commanded.
Harish obeyed and used the tip of his tongue to trace up and down her slit. Shanti moaned and lifted her hips to give him better access. Her thighs trembled as Harish continued to lick and tease her with his tongue. She gripped onto his hair tightly and pushed him closer to her pussy.
"Mmmmm..." Shanti moaned as she lifted her cunt to allow him to lick more. Shanti's thighs quivered as Harish licked twice and pressed the tip of his tongue on her cunt. Her hands gripped Harish's hair tightly and pressed it into her pussy.
Shanti's pussy, which was already soaked like a gulab jamun, now started oozing pussy juice faster. Harish tongued her and stuck his tongue inside. Harish eagerly tasted her sweetness, exploring every inch with his skilled tongue. Holding Harish's head down in a standing position, Harish sensed Shanti is going to orgasm and started licking fast. He could feel her muscles tensing and knew that she was close to climaxing.
As Harish licked and sucked on her already wet and swollen pussy, Shanti couldn't contain herself any longer and started to orgasm. She held Harish's head in place as she rode out the waves of pleasure, urging him to lick faster until she finally released all of her juices into his mouth. Harish eagerly lapped it all up without missing a single drop.
Shanti's body was consumed with frenzied desire, and Harish willingly indulged her every whim. She couldn't contain her joy at seeing his penis standing up erect once again, so soon after their last encounter. Her hand wrapped around it, stroking it with fervor as it throbbed and engorged in her palm.
"He seems to have quite the stamina..." remarked Shanti with a playful smirk.
"He belongs to your little pussy..." Harish replied, his own arousal building at the sight of Shanti pleasuring him. But even as he spoke those words, Shanti felt a rush of shyness that only added to her excitement.
"You've already had my pussy. So why isn't your brother satisfied yet?" she asked teasingly, her fingers tracing the thickness of his shaft in her palm.
Harish placed his cock in her hand and said, "You've only shown him the outside. He hasn't experienced the inside of your pussy yet. That's when he'll truly be satisfied."
"Hmmm.... Don't be so formal with me. I'm not your aunt. I'm just another man's wife." Shanti purred, unable to hide her lustful desires any longer. "See this mangalsutra on my neck? It means nothing to me when I'm alone with you. You can call me whatever you want."
With that, she tightened her grip on his penis and began stroking it even faster, causing Harish to squirm under her touch. But just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Shanti stopped and turned around to face the mirror, showing off her voluptuous backside to Harish. Slowly, she lowered herself onto Harish's lap, facing the mirror.
As she moved into position, Harish's erection poked at her backside eagerly but failed to find its mark amid all the anticipation. Desperate to penetrate her, he watched as Shanti reached between her legs and held his penis tightly between her thighs, moving it in a rhythmic motion like shifting gears in a car. His linga swayed stiffly with each movement.
Shanti lifted her left leg and placed it on the chair's handle, parting her legs and giving Harish an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy in the mirror. Captivated by the sight, she stroked his penis with her palm and pressed it against her wetness. With her left arm wrapped around Harish's neck, she pulled him closer and guided his mouth to her breast, pressing it against his lips as she showed him their reflection in the mirror. As he fondled her breast, Harish couldn't believe how lucky he was to be experiencing this forbidden pleasure with his aunt.
She caressed his throbbing member against her slick, wet folds, the anticipation building between them. Slowly, she guided him inside of her, their bodies merging in a heated union that sent waves of pleasure coursing through them both.
As he entered her depths, Harish moved his hips in a steady rhythm, their bodies moving together as one. Shanti mirrored his movements, grinding and undulating with each thrust. In the mirror before them, they could see the beauty of their lovemaking, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance.
Their desire for each other grew quickly and soon they were consumed by lust. Harish nipped at Shanti's breasts, lost in the sensation of her body enveloping him. With each powerful thrust, they rose higher and higher towards climax.
With her feet planted firmly on the ground and her hand gripping her knees for support, Shanti lifted her hips and pushed back against Harish's penis with an intense fervor. He grabbed onto her waist and thrust into her with increasing speed and force. Together they rocked and moved, lost in a world of ecstasy.
It took them both a long time to reach their peak, but when they did it was explosive. Shanti cried out in pleasure as she climaxed, releasing a flood of juices that coated Harish's penis. Sensing his impending release, she tightened her muscles around him to prolong their blissful moment.
Harish struggled to hold back his orgasm, wanting it to last just a little longer but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. As he finally let go and released himself into Shanti's waiting warmth, it felt like he had been transported from hell to heaven.
Shanti squeezed every last drop from him before letting him go, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their lovemaking. They collapsed onto the chair below, Shanti lying on top of Harish with his still-hard penis still inside of her. They were both spent and satisfied, their bodies glistening with sweat and Shanti's pussy filled with Harish's warm seed that spilled out onto his testicles.
After a moment of rest, Harish's penis was still inside Shanti. As the warmth between them intensified, his member began to stir once more. Shanti noticed and laughed at Harish. He eagerly thrust his hips against hers again, and they continued to have passionate sex in various positions and with different rhythms throughout the night.
The next ten days were a non-stop orgy in the house. Everyone walked around naked, not needing to worry about doing laundry. They had sex with anyone, anywhere, and in any way they wanted. Sometimes two women would take turns with one man, and other times two men would do the same with one woman. Sometimes the women found pleasure in lesbian acts too.
At night, they all laid together, indulging in anonymous pleasure without knowing whose body was touching theirs. All of them were lying naked in the same room and enjoying themselves by fucking whichever pussy or cock they found in the dark without knowing who it was. Vishwa focused on the women's ass hole while Harish took care of their pussy hole.
Harish nor Vishwa used any contraceptive protection, And none of the ladies had any thoughts about using contraceptive pills, either. They let the cum fill up their pussy and ass and seminal fluids were always dribbling down their thighs and legs.
As Shanti prepared to leave for her hometown with her family after packing up their clothes, she made a request to Divya: "You and Harish should come stay with us. Let's keep this happiness alive even outside our home."
But Divya disagreed: "No, Shanti. If we become too comfortable, boredom will set in. The passion we have now will fade away. It's better if you visit us like usual and only on special occasions so that the memory will keep us passionate. Our happiness won't diminish..."
Shanti agreed: "Hmm, you are right. We'll visit and come back on our next break."
Before leaving, Vishwa pulled Divya towards him and gave her a long kiss on the lips. Shanti hugged Harish and bit his earlobe, saying "I haven't gotten my period this month. I think I'm pregnant with your baby. Thank you so much."
He placed his hand on her stomach, feeling it tighten slightly more than usual.
"Everything will be fine. Maybe it's just my imagination," he reassured himself before giving Shanti another passionate kiss goodbye.
After they left, Gayatri approached Harish and wrapped her arm around his neck. He lifted her up by her butt and kissed her lips, which she enjoyed for a few moments before kissing his cheek and revealing something shocking: "Brother, it's been over ten days since I've had my period. You didn't use protection when we had sex, and I haven't taken any birth control pills."
He felt like he had been struck by lightning.
Later on, once Chenbagam and Divya were alone with Harish, they took turns pleasuring him orally. Harish also gave them both satisfaction. One time, while he was out for work, he returned home to find the two women licking each other's private parts. He couldn't resist and made them get on all fours, taking turns penetrating them from behind.
Time passed by quickly, six weeks to be exact. One day, Divya received a phone call from her friend Shanti.
"Divya, it's Shanti," said Shanti on the other end of the line.
"What's going on? Why haven't you called since you left? We've been trying to reach you but no one is home. Where have you gone?" asked Divya.
"My father-in-law had a sudden chest pain. He's getting old and has been in and out of the hospital. That's why I haven't been able to call," explained Shanti.
"I had no idea. How is he doing now?" asked Divya with concern.
"He's doing okay now. How about everyone else? How is mom and Harish?" inquired Shanti.
"We're all doing well. What's the special news?" asked Divya eagerly.
"Well, something special indeed. I'm pregnant!" said Shanti, blushing through the phone. Divya could sense her excitement and happiness.
"You little imp! Vishwa has finally become a father. I am so happy for you," said Divya genuinely.
"You're such an old fool! If Vishwa is always fucking me in the ass, how can he be the father? He is not the father of this child," revealed Shanti.
"Oh my God. Then who is it?" asked Divya in shock.
"Why are you acting surprised as if you didn't already know? Who else would it be besides Harish? He is the father," said Shanti confidently.
Divya was at a loss for words and looked at Harish with false anger. She pretended to scold him saying, "You rascal! I knew something like this would happen when you and him were having too much sex. Now you have truly become my husband's mistress."
Shanti smiled and replied, "What's wrong with being a mistress? Take care of your husband. When my child asks where their father is, I have to show them your husband."
"You are too much! But anyways, I am overjoyed for you. You always wanted a child and now the Lord has blessed you with one," said Divya sincerely.
"Please inform mom about the news. We will come visit on our next break. I have to go now," said Shanti before hanging up.
Divya then excitedly shared the news of Shanti's pregnancy with her mother. Chenbagam hugged Harish tightly and kissed him in excitement. As Harish listened to the details, he couldn't help but think, "If Shanti is pregnant, that means Gayatri must be pregnant too!"
The next morning, Harish was reading the newspaper in the living room when he heard his mother running from the kitchen to the backyard. He could hear her vomiting loudly. It reminded him of when she was pregnant almost a year ago.
Harish was ecstatic at the thought of his mother being pregnant again, but this time with his child. Seeing this, Chenbagam went to Divya's side and held her hair while she threw up. After hearing the sound of vomiting for an extended period of time, Harish became suspicious and decided to check on them in the backyard.
There he found both Divya and Chenbagam vomiting while holding each other's heads. Harish's world seemed to turn upside down as he sat there in shock with his hand on his head.
