Anjalis Lesson Of Womanhood

It was a quiet evening in the suburbs of Chennai, and inside the house Anjali was sitting cross-legged on the floor, wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Her elder sister, Priya, who had given birth to a boy recently sat beside wearing a cotton nightie. Their evening conversation wandered casually around many topics before landing on something interesting which made Anjali curious.

"Anjali, do you have any idea which is the most critical aspect of being a mother?" Priya asked, turning towards Anjali.

Anjali was clueless and shook her head on both sides.

"You know, it is not all about feeding but it also involves a great deal of patience and building a connection with the child," said Priya.

Priya nodded simply though she didn't have much of an idea about what her sister meant to say.

"Feeding, especially breastfeeding, is a physical act but it also involves a lot of emotions." Priya elaborated further.

Anjali nodded,again.

For her, she had never thought about motherhood really and especially in regard to the emotional aspects of it. In fact, having listened to priya, she turned towards her and had a good look at her.

To Anjali's surprise Priya shifted her position and slowly removed her nightie over her head and she revealed her chest and abdomen to Anjali.

Priya was shocked but also couldn't take her gaze away from her sister's body. She could see how it would have changed since pregnancy and eventual birth of her son. Her breasts seemed full and complete showcasing her motherhood.

"As you can see Anjali, I'm no longer who I was in terms of my body. It has changed a lot and it is still changing day by day. It's all about having that patience which makes you a stronger woman." Priya explained as she gently caressed her no-nonsense belly, sitting completely bare next to her younger sister.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps from the hallway and the door opened, as their mother entered. She was shocked and clueless in regard to what was happening seeing Priya stark naked.

There was stillness and silence before anyone spoke.

"Priya, aren't you ashamed, are you?" she asked, looking at her elder daughter.

"No, Amma, you know that well I'm not ashamed. In fact I'm very much comfortable with myself and my body. I wanted Anjali to understand the sane." she said looking at her mother.

The mother joined in as she sat next to Anjali on the floor on the other side.

"Anjali, your sister, is teaching you not just about physical things but the essence of a woman and how you nurture yourself." Said the mother.

"In this family, we always believed in trust and love among women, and no-one was afraid to express their feelings. You need not be afraid or feel shy about what you're seeing right now here, "she added.

Anjali nodded, taking everything in.

"Anjali, you know what? Why don't you give it a try? I think the time is right for you also to properly understand how your body feels, so that you can be open about it. Come on, let's see what you've got. Show us yourself," her mother said in a calming voice looking at Anjali.

Anjali couldn't believe what she just heard. She had always been the shy and reserved sister of the family.

"I don't know if I'm ready," she said in a low voice without looking at either of them.

Her mother smiled.

"Well, listen, Anjali, you need not be perfect. It's all about trying it yourself and giving it a go as this is a safe space for you. You need to begin and understand your own body."

"It's okay, Anjali. No rush at the moment. You don't need to do anything you feel you're not ready for, but you can give it a try." said Priya.

Anjali thought for a moment and took a deep breath. Slowly she got hold of the hem and removed her t-shirt first over her head and then pulled her shorts back in front of her sister and mother, as she stood in her bra and panties.

Both Priya and their mother had a great look at their youngest member of the family, who had a well rounded figure with a decent pair of bosoms as well as a thin waist.

Taking another deep breath, Anjali unhooked from behind her bra, exposing her bosoms completely followed by her panties which she pulled down in one go.

She sat back on the marble floor and could feel the chillness in he4 buttocks as she sported her small and erect nipples.

Her mother shifted closer and caressed Anjali's shoulders and then moved across her chest cupping each of her bosoms a bit tightly.

"They are nice," she said.

Next her hand slid down to Anjali's belly and then to her groin and she cupped Anjali's crotch area and gave it a good squeeze making Anjali moan a bit.

Priya too joined her mother and caressed Anjali's skim almost everywhere especially cupping her bosoms.

"Anjali, you know, your breasts are beautiful," said Priya.

Then, both Priya and their mother started stroking Anjali's pubes and her vagjna.

"You are wet Anjali," said her mother.

"I think I want to taste her wetness," said Priya.

Priya bent down in front of Anjali and started licking her wetness and gave a good suck which made Anjali moan again and again a bit louder.

"Come for me, Anjali," said her mother, sensing Anjali's climax building m.

Anjali screamed as her body trembled and she cried as she came heavily.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but there's one more thing you need to learn being a woman, Anjali, which is pain," said her mother once Anjali composed herself.

While Priya was still caressing Anjali gently, her mother slid her hand towards Anjali's butt crack. She parted then and inserted her finger

Into Anjali's rear without any lubrication.

Anjali was surprised and got tensed as she could feel some pain.

"No Amma, not there!" she protested.

"Relax, Anjali, I know right. it's going to be fine," said her mother.

Her mother then inserted another finger and started stroking in and out, while steadily increasing the pace. Anjali could feel her opening getting stretched as her mother entered her third finger too, making Anjali gasp.

"You know, being a woman you need to learn to take it in from both your openings, no matter whether it's dry or wet", said her mother.

"I need you to cum like this," said her mother.

She increased the speed and Anjali's body trembled again with a loud cry, as she came for the second time.