My Story #7b

No person in this story is less than eighteen years of age.

This is the second part of my village life.

I would love to know your views on the events that follow and request all my readers to spare a few minutes and write whatever they felt after reading all my stories, if possible.

What I am writing now, other than my own experiences, are the experiences of my cousin, written as told to me in Bengali, more than 20 years ago and can have discrepancies from what he exactly mentioned then, lost in translation.

Warning

The language used and the scenes happening are extremely crude but real - this is how it is spoken there even today.

Long story, second part - divided in Parts, erotic, there are fucks but very limited-descriptive-fuckfuckfuck, so this may not be for you if you have come only for that.

Stop here.

Don't blame me later.

I have written the conversations in 'translated into English' only this time, finally listening to a friend who insisted for it.

Oh!

The story is from a different world, unknown to most of you, esp. occidental readers.

The language is dirty bad, social patterns differ vastly from city life and I have not diluted it.

You are free to disbelieve every word that follows - it's upto you.

Before :-

I then went back to him and asked "You saw us both. So which one of us wiggles her naked arse better when walking? Me? Or my mother?", kissed him full pushing my tongue inside his mouth, left him with a shocked face and went up to my room to sleep.

I was dead tired.

Part F

Someone had questioned my being least bothered about being seen nude.

A part of it was from the day Ratan saw me first time, fully nude, at home, accidentally. Possibly because he was a house help was a factor, in the beginning, as some mentioned in comments but deep down below, I know that feudalism had some to do with it but doesn't have any now. At home, I have been seeing my mother to be extremely careless while she was at home, working, her clothes in front of our original house help mostly wasn't very carefully arranged and she doesn't give much of a damn while home though she still insists, after my marriage and three children, that I cover up well - 24 hours.

Possibly it was her dressing up combined with a sense of rebellion that are responsible for my having relaxed attitude.

When I went into the only sari mode at my village home, Jethima (Aunt, my father's elder brother's wife) meticulously taught me how to wear, how to manage, advantages ( like extremely easy careless movements ) as well as disadvantages ( boobs spilling out frequently, anchal (sari on shoulder) drops making me fully topless ) etc. She also asked me to be carefree as there were only two male members at home who were both family and both are used to seeing partially or fully spilled out boobs 24 hours a day from birth and sometimes fully nude mothers, sisters, relatives bathing and changing without a care either way and were least bothered about it.

This later helped me realise why, when I left my right boob fully open,, removed my sari fully lying before Chinmay and then removed his shorts etc.,his penis remained normal.

Also, though I was already involved in my first fully incestuous sexual relation that day, it didn't strike me as anything odd at all. It was just some degree of absolute closeness with a boy, who happened to be a few years older, who happened, by relation, to be my cousin, father's elder brother's son.

Other than that, I had done nothing with him I hadn't done earlier.

Dinner at our village was early. As soon as Jethu (my uncle - Chinmay's father) came back and got fresh, he sat on the floor on an embroidered square piece and dinner was served to him. He finished, had his smoke and left to sleep while we waited and after that Jethima (Chinmay's mother) served us brother and sister and then by the time we were about to finish, served herself.

Jethima transferred the duty of serving Jethu (Father's elder bother) from breakfast to dinner to me once I was comfortable in my new attire. I expected and was not surprised to find Jethu sometimes looking at my spilled out and hanging boobs from the sides of my anchal or hanging fully free out boobs when I bent and served and the sari moved but beyond that, his expressions did not betray boob ogling (like Ratan or Tushi) at all and he talked with me exactly in the same way as before even while directly looking at my boobs hanging less than a foot or so from his face.

Part G

After dinner that evening, I walked back to my home and had a bath as the night was very warm and waited for Chinmay to come as I knew he would. He came, wearing a short dhuti (**) after about half an hour and found me nude lying lazily on an easy-chair.

Nudity being necessary for any comfort in that heat and by then being used to full nudity with him in the day, I did not bother to hide anything anymore. On his part, he didn't care I was nude.

After some chit chat, he left his dhuti there on the chair and we climbed the stairs and went to my bed. His penis was loose, hanging, and as before, he started playing with my open wet hair but didn't say anything.

I took a bottle of Oil of Olay and started creaming my nipples and my pussy lips as per my routine while he continued playing with my hair

To break the ice, I asked "You did not reply - whose arse do you love more? My Mother?"

He said - "Will tell you, but before that, I have something to talk about with you. Am trying to assimilate the words in my mind. These are scraping my mind for years and I need to tell someone about everything that happened with me."

We lay side by side, faintly touching fingers and his other hand still playing with my hair. After some time, he said "Am hopeless in my studies and I still get beaten up due to this. Nothing happened, I was thrown out of the school after I failed twice."

I kept quiet.

"Whatever farmland we have, I had to take care ever since then after I was thrown out. My life is worse than any unskilled labour or porter. Only because you are here that baba is silent, otherwise my father, mother and my two sisters, all use and abuse me and do however they feel like."

I moved my hand and placed it on his face and found him shaking.I pulled his head on my hand, held him close on my bosom and allowed him time to be normal, feeling his tears making me wet but didn't say a word.

Slowly, I found him normalized, softening his face into my boobs and speaking out "The day I failed first time, I got beaten up like anything. Ma somehow saved me.I was sent out farming the next day - it was fine, I had no interest in studying anyway. I learned slowly and one day was left alone to handle - father stopped going with me".

"My eldest sister's marriage was finalised. My life became completely different in one day."

"My father had his lunch before I came back from my school/ farm and went to retire after which my mother and my sisters used to come to the pond to wash the utensils and I used to have my bath and after they finished, we went back home together and had our lunch."

"I was late that day, their utensil cleaning routine was over, so went alone to the pond, washed my dhuti and left it hanging on a branch a bit away and started my oil massage. When I got up, I saw that my mother and my elder sister, bending her head down, were right behind me and the 18 year old me, was standing stark naked in front of them."

"Like as ass, I was looking at them again and again, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, I noticed that my eldest sister was looking repeatedly at my penis hanging loose right in front of her eyes."

"I never had any issue till then of my sisters seeing my penis. Mother, I didn't even notice. Before that day, whenever I got up after a bath, my penis was prominently visible under my wet clothes. Many times, it came out hanging in the open from behind the pleats, none of us cared. Likewise, I am used to seeing their open boobs, wet arse and wet pubic hair daily since I don't know when. When they changed after bath, I saw their pussy and arse regularly a hundred times but never cared. At that moment even, both my mother and sister had more than half their boobs visible. For me, this is normal for 24 hours, even both boobs hanging and freely visible was common, whenever I saw. But that moment, for the first time, it wasn't my mother or sister but two half naked adult woman were watching me."

"I was feeling fully bare and dead ashamed - my sister was now looking openly at my hanging rod and my balls and my mother was smiling looking at her. I didn't know when my hands folded trying to hide my penis and my balls."

"Ma suddenly said - look we all have seen you naked from your childhood. We have carried you along, bathed you and even cleaned you after you shit every day. You are not first time nude it front of us - we saw your penis open yesterday when you came out of the water. So keep your penis hiding bullshit aside and listen carefully to what I am saying. You all are now grown up, so better start behaving like friends now, Yeah I gave birth to all three of you so there will be a limit. Otherwise., agree and accept that we all are friends from today and so whatever we say or do, will be in the open."

"Now let me come to the point. You know your sister's marriage has been fixed. So now, you have to take up some responsibilities to prepare her. I am trying to get both ready for their married life,to ensure that their husbands are happy with your sisters. No one did this for me, no one told me anything and I had to cross a lot of hurdles to adjust with your father. I do not want my daughters to climb into the bed of a stranger knowing nothing like I had to but I need a man for that and that can only be you or your father. I want you to take this responsibility. I want you to prepare both your sisters for marriage."

As a woman, not a virgin anymore, I was shocked when I heard this.

Shocked isn't even close a word to describe what I felt.

A mother ordering her son to prepare his sisters for their marital bed with a stranger.

I didn't even fully know what that meant really or how to respond.

Meanwhile, I felt Chinmay slowly putting my left nipple in his mouth and start chewing it softly and playing with my right breast. His teeth were hurting a little but in my shock, I did nothing to stop him and he started taking more and more of my boob in his mouth and now I could feel his teeth directly on my left boob skin, biting and chewing it hard, while his hand started pumping my right boob harder.

I screamed "It's hurting" and he left me immediately but by then, his bite marks were prominent on my boob.

I decided not to get into that and asked him to continue.

"My slut of a mother taught me this - how to eat boobs. Standing in front of me, she removed her sari at one go, got fully nude and forced one of her boobs in my mouth and asked me to bite it. Without understanding anything, I started biting her nipple. Ma then pushed more of her boob in my mouth and asked me to bite it harder. I won't say that I didn't like eating her boob but standing nude in front of my sister and biting my mother's boob made me feel extremely uneasy."

"While I was biting her boobs, ma stretched her hand on my cock and started masturbating me. What never happened before, happened then, my cock grew hard in a second and stood up."

"As soon as my dick got hard, she called my eldest sister. My sister, who was watching us with open mouth refused to come. Ma then pulled her by force to me and gave her sari end to me and ordered me 'strip the bitch '.

"I refused, straightway said 'no, whatever you say, I cannot strip my own sister nude'."

"Ma slapped me hard."

"She said 'I stripped like a paid slut in front of my son, made him bite my boobs, got his tiny prick hard. Was this for me? A few days later your sister will get married, an unknown man will strip and force fuck her cunt, her mouth and her ass. However much she tries to stop her, she will be fucked by force. As he wants, as he feels like. Every day. Your sister won't be able to walk straight next morning in pain and will be ridiculed for that by all the females including her mother in law. To get over that shock from your father and adjust, it took me more than a month which time I was pregnant with this bitch. Want your sister to suffer like me? Your father fucked me today morning, I had no time to wash but had to prepare your breakfast in that dirty condition. And am doing this for so many years. Do you know? Did you ever know? You want your sister to be like me? I just want you to train both your sisters being a man on how to handle a man. Just this much. When this bitch gets her cunt fucked the first night and then forced to suck that dick and make it hard again for her second fuck, she should be ready for it. She should not get scared. I just want you to train her as if you are her husband and not her younger brother from now on following my instructions, that's all. If you can't, say no and forget it. Let this bitch suffer like me, how does it matter to you'."

"I went red with shame. My sister came forward a bit and kissed my cheeks like she did from my childhood and said very softly 'Ma has been explaining this to me from the day my marriage has been fixed. I need to learn this else I will be in trouble. I need you to do this for me'. She removed her top cover and the pleats of her sari tucked in her waist and started opening the knot that tied the sari. The knot somehow won't open and she pulled my hands and said 'I can't, open the knot'.

Like a zombie, I opened the knot and the sari fell on the ground in front of me making her completely bare."

"Ma kissed her forehead and said 'I had full faith in you but never thought you will grow up to be such an absolute slut in just one day'."

"Ma then shook my flabbergasted face and said ' You said a few minutes back that you will not strip her. Remember this, a man can never compete with a women if she wants to get a thing done by him. She will get it done by you and you will happily do it for her and never understand that she made you do whatever she wanted. You learned how to eat a boob, how to strip her so now go and learn how to eat her cunt'."

"I just could not understand what to do. How I will put my mouth on my sister's pussy. I had seen many times both my mother and my sisters pee from their pussies and I could not understand why I have to put my mouth on where my sister pees from. Suddenly, my mother caught me by my shoulders and pushed me down to sit on my knees. Her hair filled cunt came right in front of my nose. It was the first time I smelled a cunt. Ma opened her pussy with one hand and pushed my lips on her open pussy and said ' you bastard, use your mother and learn how to lick a cunt then' and pushed my nose into her hairy wet slit of her pussy - a strange smell was filling my nose. Before I knew what I was doing, I started licking my mother's pussy and pushed my tongue inside the hole. Ma was unstable, shaking and her hole started getting more and more wet. Without realising what I was doing, I opened my arms, held my mother's bare arse cheeks, pumped them hard and pushed my tongue deep into her pussy tunnel and then started licking her slit from bottom to top and swiped every drop of her pussy water."

"Ma was somehow standing with her legs bending out while she crushed my face pushing my mouth deeper into her cunt between her thighs. She could not continue this much more and let her body completely push me down on the ground and thrashed her cunt repeatedly on my nose and mouth releasing some viscous fluid and rubbing my face with it while shaking her body. I was feeling breathless with both my lips and nose pushed inside my slut mother's cunt completely."

Part H

Two feelings grasped my mind right then.

I could understand the amount of mixed feeling of self-hatred and deploration of being daily proven to be useless by his father. Now added to it was his being forced to commit incest, enjoying sucking his mother's boobs and then her cunt, in full view of his naked sister who was supposed to be learning sex at his cost, against all teachings of never ever sexually desiring your mother or sister..

The ignominy of being used and abused by them beginning with this oral intercourse forced by his own mother and possibly followed by his sister, I could not even try to imagine his state of mind, maybe for years, without being able to share.

I was not sure till then if his mother and sisters have force fucked him but guessed they had, more than once and he could do nothing about it.

How much mental pain and anguish, not able to understand how and why his life was like what it was, do you need to carry to keep blurting out minutest details of his sexually being abused like that?

Also, I started wondering - is this that so called 'nonexistent' male rape?

I always wondered how a prostitute felt, paid money by a stranger and then being physically used the first time at her will but right then, I was possibly beginning to grasp just a bit of that from his whispering voice in that dark night.

I could only then understand his deep rooted hatred of all women burning inside which vented out in calling me a 'slut' the other day. He must have felt that like others, I was only going to use his body and then dump him.

From a woman's point of view, I could match his mother's orgasm with my own feelings of multiple orgasms when I earlier rode Tushu's face but I never did become so selfish as to care only for my extreme satisfaction like my Jethima had done with her own son. I simply could not understand how a woman can drag and pull out her sexual satisfaction using her only son so mercilessly.

Part I.

"I started having breathing trouble, the bitch was still sitting on my nose and mouth and secreting from her cunt. My breath was stopped and I had no power left to lick out her cunt anymore - I somehow held her arse in my hands and forced her up and started breathing. She didn't want to get up, kept sitting leaving her cunt fully open before my eyes and like her open cunt, I could clearly see her open arsehole right before my eyes. While trying to force her to get up, a right hand finger slid into that hole, full. My head was reeling and I couldn't understand what I had done."

"Ma climbed up somehow and my finger plopped out of her arsehole. I was scared that I'll be thrashed by her but saw my mother was smiling though her face was full of anger. 'See what a bastard your brother is. He is not happy eating his mother's boobs and pussy, he wants to fuck her arsehole also'."

"I did not put my finger in your shithole purposely Ma. It happened" - I somehow spoke out in a panting voice."

" 'I know, I know baby. Never in my life thought that my own son will eat my boobs, suck my cunt and then fuck my arse one after the other. I loved it. Your fucking father never gave me so much in so many years."

"I was lying on the bank of the pond with my mother and elder sister standing with their open hairy pussies and boobs and my dick was standing straight and had started to pain. I did not understand what to do. Was an ass. I called my mother and whispered that my dick was in severe pain and I needed help. Ma smiled, kissed my lips and said she will rectify in a few seconds."

" 'Girl, come here. Look, you have so many weapons to win over any man. Good looking face, lips, the hole in your mouth, your two boobs, your arse wiggling when you walk, the hole in your arse, in fact your whole body. And if you can become a pure slutty bitch, only moving a finger will be enough to get any man at your feet. Can be your father, can be your own son - each and every one. And above all, you have your cunt. But God sent a man with only one thing, his dick. It's not for him, It's for you. Bless you but if your husband has a soft dick bitch, your entire life will be destroyed that very minute. So, start respecting that open dick standing straight in front of you. Bow down to it. Rub it on your hair parting like sindoor and start praying to it from this moment. Everything good and everything bad for you, from now on, is dependent on that one thing. That rod. From now on, whatever that dick says, follow it to the word and try to bring it under your control completely. If you can, you will be the luckiest bitch on earth'.