The next day when I woke up my pussy was really sore. My uncle's arm and legs were wrapped around me. We were both completely naked. I stared at him. He was snoring and smelled of cheap liquor.
But looking at him made my heart pound. I remembered how I used to taunt my mother for being in an arranged marriage. I always asked her how she could fall in love with a complete stranger and one who was definitely not on her level, looks wise. Even though, with all the money, my dad had become quite dashing.
Still, my mother's beauty was something else and so was my mausi, and now so was mine. My mom used to say that for her, love happened overnight. She said they were married for a few months but it was more like a companionship until one day, she woke up and saw my father's face and knew she loved him.
I could completely relate with her that morning. I think maybe it was because of the great sex we had the night before or the poem that he wrote for me, but something inside me changed. Earlier, I only used to feel hatred for him except the time we were engaged in sexual activity. I felt so attached to this man, more than anyone else in the world.
The attraction wasn't just sexual but something deeper in nature. Though, it did become sexual as soon as I felt his boner growing between my thighs. The early morning boner.
"Ahhh!" I moaned without any particular reason.
I wet my lips and kissed his cheek. I removed his hand from over me and kissed his body all the way from his chest to his testicles. As soon as I reached there, I inadvertently put his dick in my mouth.
"Ummm!" I loved the taste of it.
I brushed my teeth with his penis, taking it deep inside my throat and then alternating between my cheeks. He woke up. He was shocked to see what was happening to it before he recalled what happened between us the night before.
"Good morning baby!" I smiled at him and sucked his cock with a slurp.
Instead of replying politely, he grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth violently.
"Umm waiihhht" I couldn't breathe and my hair hurt but I kept sucking.
"Yes bitch yess suck!"
Upon hearing that, I stopped sucking and crawled up to him. Instinctively, I placed my pussy's entrance on his dick and lowered my body. I had never been fucked in this position till then but I took him in like a pro. And it felt so good! I felt, for the first time in our relationship, that I also had some power over him.
He tried to hold my boobs but I locked his hands in mine and rode him.
"Aaaahh!"
I was feeling newer sensations every second. I swayed my hips back and forth and took him deeper. I stared into his eyes and he looked back at me with anger.
I replied by jumping on top of his dick and making my boobs swing up and down. That made him madder. Seeing such a beautiful set of breasts jingling in front of him and he couldn't touch it. He grunted and forced me down.
He choked my neck and entered my mouth with his dick. He lit a
beedi
and started fucking my face with fast and hard strokes. I held his ass cheeks and took him as deep as I could, even though I felt nauseous.
"Ahhh ahhh ahh!"
He came inside my mouth. No warning, no nothing. I instantly got up and spat everything out on the side of the bed.
"Better fix me something to eat,
randi
! Otherwise you aren't getting fucked anytime soon!" He shouted as a he took a long drag of his
beedi
and went outside the room.
***
I knew how to cook food but I was not very good at it. That afternoon, I put some dal on the cooker and tried to make rotis. But no matter how hard I tried, they just didn't get round enough.
In my obsession to make the perfect roti, I completely forgot about the dal kept on the gas. It was only when I could smell something burning that I remembered what was up.
"Fuck!" I shouted.
"What the fuck are you doing?" My uncle stormed into the kitchen.
"You've fucking burned the food!" He spat out loudly.
"Uncle, I'm sorry!"
"Sorry? You don't know how to cook, bitch?" He walked towards me and grabbed my hair.
"I'm sorry, uncle. Stop please!"
"Well I can't eat your sorry! Go out and get me some food!"
He let go of my hair and kicked me.
"And if you ever want to get fucked again, learn how to cook first!"
I went out and got us some food. After, that I spent a couple of hours in the kitchen, watching YouTube videos on how to make a fucking roti.
It turned out to be a nice distraction for me and that night I cooked something, only for myself. I was too scared to make my uncle try it. I went out and bought him dinner.
I kept practicing for a couple of days. The days were terrible for me because I missed him so much. Missed his touch, his kisses, his undivided attention. I was so frustrated. I could literally walk outside and every straight guy would have been ready to have sex with him. He, on the other hand, only had me and my aging massi.
Still, I was always more desperate to get fucked. I should've been the one making him do stuff for me, not the other way around. I was ashamed of myself.
Siddharth, the hottest guy in my college, would've treated me like a princess. Yet, in this house, I was being treated like a slut and still I had no self-respect. What happened to me?
In order to get some of my self esteem back, I installed Tinder on my phone. I matched with a 10 guys in just 5 minutes. One of them was an absolute hunk. So, I decided to hit him up to pass time while making tea. He was funny AND good looking.
The conversation was going well when I felt my ears being pulled.
"Who are you talking to?"
"No one, uncle. Just a friend, ouch!" I almost fell onto the pan.
"Listen, you are mine. I own your pussy." He squeezed my pussy to send shivers of lust in my body.
"Who owns this pussy?"
"Youuu ahhh!"
"Then why the fuck were you talking to some other guy!" He bit my ear very hard. I could feel it bleed.
"I'm sorry...It's just aaah that I miss youuuu!"
He unfastened my pyajamas and bent me down on the kitchen slab. He placed his dick right at my pussy's entrance but did not penetrate.
"Come onnn uncle please"
"Haha, not so easy bitch! Remember what I told you? Make good food then I will think about fucking you."
He turned me around, bit my lip and again pushed me down towards his dick. I started sucking without any orders. I just wanted him to enter me, I didn't care where.
"My friends are visiting tonight for a game of cards. I want you to host them like a lady of the house. Not a
kutiya
!"
"You understand?" He asked while his balls slapped my chin.
"Mmmm" I muffled.
"Make them tea and snacks and sit with me for my luck."
"Okay, bitch?"
I looked up at him and nodded with my eyes. Then, I closed them and focused on how good his dick felt inside my mouth.
"If you do good, I will fuck you tonight!"
That sentence made my heart pound and I sucked harder in excitement. I could feel his orgasm approaching and soon, it filled my mouth with hot cum.
"Arghhh!"
"And wear something nice!" He tapped the last drops of his cum on my face and walked out.
***
First thing I did after that was to unmatch that guy from Tinder. Then, I spent a couple of hours getting ready.
