Kishen’s Life-changing Discovery – Part 22

From under the bed, Kishen watches his mother (Savi) and Maya aunty (his friend Karthik’s mother) in hot lesbian action. Laying on their sides, they’re fully engrossed in the 69 position. It was Savi’s back that was facing him. At first glance, it looked as if Savi was headless.

Her neck was bent forward too deep in licking Maya’s bottom. The second glimpse he got was that of Maya Aunty’s head. Unlike his mom’s, her head rested comfortably on Savi’s thighs. Eyes closed, her tongue and lips flicked on and sucked Savi’s clit.

Her hand went over Savi’s outer thigh to reach the butt crack. Her fingers worked to spread and stimulate Savi’s ass hole. With a pounding heart, Kishen watched them for several seconds. Then Maya leaned her head back in pleasure and happened to open her eyes.

When Maya screamed ‘Hai Bhagwan!” Savi thought she’d made her cum. But she instantly knew something was wrong when Maya broke off the 69 position. Savi saw utter shock on Maya’s face. Her chubby body struggled to sit up on the bed and grab the pillows to cover her breasts and groin.

Savi was almost as shocked when she turned to see what triggered Maya. She saw her son wearing her chaddi on his dick and stroking it and wearing Maya’s chaddi on his face. Savi sat up and covered her privates with her hands. Aside from being utterly surprised, a part of Savi was also worried.

Kishen may have made a grave, irreversible mistake. She didn’t know how the conservative-minded Maya would react. Maya sure was shocked. At the same time, the sexually excited and cock-starved part of Maya was smitten by Kishen’s cock. And Kishen could sense it.

“Hi, Maya aunty. I saw how you sucked and licked my mother’s clit. And I know that you were imagining it to be a dick,” says Kishen. He boldly steps onto the bed. Uncertain how to react to Kishen approaching, Maya leans back. Kishen steps closer, his dick just inches away from her face.

Maya turns her head away towards Savi beside her, pretending to be disgusted. In reality, it was not to show how her eyes may get fixated on it. Maya sees Savi looking at her. She is surprised by the lack of reaction/expression on Savi’s face.

It was as though Savi used to seek Kishen that way. Then, the realization hits Maya! With wide eyes, she asks, “Are you…doing it with your son also?”

“Consensual…and harmless!” Savi responds, nodding.

Maya froze, expressionless, for several seconds that felt like an eternity to Savi and Kishen. Seeing Savilooking at Maya, Kishen begins to worry if what he did was a big mistake. Keeping her hand on a ‘lost-in-thought’ Maya’s shoulder, Savi asks, “Is everything alright?”

“It is anything but alright, Savitri!” Mays speaks out. “It is all so hard to process. I don’t know what is wrong and what is right.”

“How on earth can being ‘consensual and harmless’ be considered wrong, Maya aunty?” Kishen asks. He steps back to give Maya some space. He stands in front of her like Superman—with his hands on his hips.

“It feels so wrong. But it isn’t when you think of it. It feels so taboo and equally exciting. It feels like life is rewarding me with what I have been missing out on. I am feeling so overwhelmed.” Maya says and begins to tear up.

In silence, Kishen and Savi watch Maya cry. Savi rubs her arms, trying to calm her. As Maya regains her composure, Kishen says, “It’s fine, Maya aunty. I can understand your state of mind. Even I have been shocked discovering some people’s sexual indulgences.”

Rubbing her cheeks over her shoulder to wipe away her tears (as her hands are on the pillows covering her privates), Maya looks at Kishen and asks, “Indulgences like what?”

“Well, I have seen father and daughter fuck, for example. I have seen a wife treat her husband like a slave because he wants her to. I have even been treated roughly by three women, with my consent, of course. And I have seen a mother tease the hell out of her son.”

Savi realizes that Kishen is referring to Neethu and Ramesh (Part 7) for his first example, to Deepti and Manoj sir for the second (part 5), and to her’s, Deepti’s and Usha’s treatment of Kishen for the third (Part 10). She wonders which ‘mother and son’ he is referring to.

She gets suspicious but doesn’t think much of it, as she has to deal with Maya first.

“Hai bhagwan! Who are these people?” Maya asks.

“They’re people like you and me, Maya. Ordinary folks living with dignity.” Savi says.

“We can’t tell you the names if that’s what you’re asking. That would mean ‘gossiping’ and breach of privacy.” Kishen adds.

“I know. Your mom told me how gossiping is undesirable in your so-called lifestyle of sexual liberation,” says Maya.

“I know. I was under the bed listening in to your conversation,” Kishen says to Maya, smiling from under the chaddi he’s wearing on his face.

Maya begins to chuckle. Savi follows, relieved at knowing that she is feeling at ease even with Kishen standing in front of her like Superman with his chaddi-wrapped dick pointed in her direction.

“Give me back my chaddi,” Maya orders playfully.

“No…you first unwrap my gift for you,” Kishen says, pointing to his dick. He steps closer.

Maya looks at Kishen’s crotch like a kid who’s been shown a birthday cake. Excited, she looks at Savi with a ‘Can I blow the candle?” look. “Go on, ” Savi signals with a head nod and a naughty smile.

Losing the pillows, getting up on her knees, and moving closer to her ‘gift’, Maya unwraps Savi’s chaddi from Kishen’s dick. She stares at it as though it was a pot of gold.

“It’s so beautiful, ”

“It’s all yours,” Savi and Kishen say in unison.

“I thought I’d never see a cock again in my life,” Maya says. She leans forward with pouting lips and kisses Kishen’s dick tip. She fondles Kishen’s balls with both hands—as though she was meticulously shaping a big clay ball.

“Ahh, .my hand has dearly missed that wonderful feeling of balls-fondling,” she adds. “I also missed smelling it, ”

Savi watches Maya as she closes her eyes and begins to run her upper lips and nose across the length of Kishen’s cock.

Suddenly, Maya gasps and moves her head away. With wide eyes, again, she looks at Kishen and then Maya.

“What is it?” Savi asks.

Maya looks up towards Kishen and asks him, “Are you doing it with Fidah aunty, also? ”

Kishen is taken aback. “How did she guess?” he wonders. Even Savi is surprised at Maya’s question as she, too. I didn’t know anything about Kishen and Fidah.

“What makes you say that?” Kishen asks, trying to dodge answering Maya’s question. And from Kishen’s counter question, Savi is sure something is going on between him and Fidah.

“I knew Kishen’s cock would smell different, but I never expected to have traces of what I’m sure is Fidah’s attar,” Maya responds. Savi leans forward and smells Kishen’s cock to confirm Maya’s finding. Her eyes widen, too.

Looking at how the two women were looking at him for answers, Kishen knew there was no way he could dodge them. Fidah’s privacy slipped out of his cock!

“I don’t know if you will believe me, but I am telling the truth when I say nothing really happened between us. She was initially keeping her distance from me while she indulged with other people earlier today in her home.”

“Why?” asks Savi and Maya in unison.

“She was concerned about you finding out and was worried about breaking her friendship with you,” explains Kishen.

“Who were these ‘other people’?” asks a curious Maya. She begins rubbing her crotch.

“You know I can’t tell you that to respect their privacy.”

“Oh yes, sorry. Gossiping sure is pretty hot and tempting. But, I have to say, I didn’t expect a well-respected conservatively-attired Muslim woman like her to whore around that too with more than one person. I am not judging her, though.”

“So how did her attar’s smell end up on your dick,” Savi asks, unconvinced.

“I was so horny, I convinced her to indulge with me. She was about to start blowing me when she dropped the idea abruptly. I was baffled. She then made me fuck her armpit, and that, too, just a few thrusts. Then she requested me to leave.”

“That’s weird and unlike her,” Savi says, confused.

“Even I, too, felt it to be weird.”

“I can’t believe the kind of shocking, scandalous, and hot information that I’m being exposed to today, ” says Maya.

“I can understand Maya aunty. I have been through versions of what you’re going through. The discoveries I’ve made were…life-changing.”

“But…why do you think Fidah did that? And does she know about us and our circle?” Savi asks Kishen as she ponders over the startling Fidah-connection.

“She was suspicious about us. But I have not revealed anything beyond the bare minimum about the circle.”

“While you sit and wonder, Savi, please excuse me. I have to get back to your son’s cock. It’s my moment with a cock, after ages.” says Maya.

Ignoring a ‘lost-in-thought’ Savi sitting next to her, horny Maya goes back to playfully stroke Kishen’s dick. She comments, “This young man (referring to Kishen’s cock) has been inside many pussies, including his mom’s. And he is about to explore mine, too. Let me take a good look at this champ.”

Maya proceeds to ‘examine’ Kishen’s shaft, moving it around, pulling the foreskin, admiring the shape of the mushroom and whatnot. She suddenly asks, “Oh my…Savi, you sucked this young man today also?”

Savi is surprised and wonders how on earth Maya came to know. Savi had indeed teased Kishen with an incomplete blowjob earlier that day before he left to meet his friends (Part 17).

“How did you know that?” Kishen asks Maya.

“There is a small smudge of what is unmistakably Savi’s lipstick on Kishen’s balls, right at the edge where the shaft begins,” Maya says with a smile.

“Oh..My…God!” Kishen and Savi utter in unison, looking at each other.

.What happened?” asks a confused Maya

“So, Fidah aunty saw the smudge too,” Kishen tells Savi.

“And she probably confirmed her suspicion about us fucking.” Savi responds.

“So she made me fuck her armpit, KNOWING that you would certainly smell her on my cock. But why?”

“She intended to send a message, Kishen. She wants to let us know that she knows we’re making out.”

“You mean, could it be that Fidah aunty just sent us a welcome message to join her circle, Mom?” Kishen says with the smile of a lottery ticket winner.

“Woohoo,” Kishen screams with joy and jumps around on the bed like a happy kid—as though a dream he yearned for came true. Savi looks visibly amazed at Fidah’s brilliance. Maya is confused.

“Come, dress up, Kishen. Let’s go over to that smart bitch’s place and hand over the response to her message then and there!” Savi says. “Dress up, and come with us if you want, Maya.”

Kishen and Savi get out of the bed to dress up. Disappointed at not being able to indulge with Kishen, Maya asks, “Can we confront Fidah some other day? Can I have my moments with Kishen now? You know I’ve been yearning for a cock.”

“You could get more than one cock at Fidah Aunty’s place. You know… the ‘other people’ are possibly still there.” Kishen.

Maya gets visibly excited…but she also gets concerned just as soon. She asks, “But how do we trust them? Do I know them or something?” Maya asks.

“Oh, Maya aunty. You are in for a ride. I don’t want to spoil the fun by answering your question.” Kishen teases.

“Maya, Kishen’s excitement is nothing more than a hypothesis at this point. I need to talk with Fidah first about what she did. I don’t know anything about Fidah, her sex life, or her circle. All I know now is that my son is involved. Your privacy…our privacy,  is what I care about the most. So, I will not do anything crazy or reveal anything unless I’m convinced it’s safe. Exciting stuff may happen, but maybe not, as well. It will be good if you can come to br a mediator between me and Fidah.” Savi explains. Maya agrees.

They leave to meet Fidah. Almost an hour had passed by the time Kishen, Savi and Maya reached Fidah’s doorstep. They barely noticed the time go by in their anticipation and excitement. It took several minutes for Fidah to answer the door to their calling bell.

Fidah appeared sweaty and dishevelled in the way she dressed. Savi and Maya confirmed that Fidah was indeed ‘guilty as suspected’ from the way she looked at Kishen while welcoming them in.

“You seem to be in the middle of an exercise or something…did we interrupt you?” Savi asks with a sarcastic undertone.

“Yes, I was indeed in the middle of an activity,” Fidah responds.

“We see a lot of footwear outside your door. Are there others here?” asked Maya as they proceeded to sit on the sofa.

“Umm…yes, Maya, they are in Tariq’s room,” responds Fidah.

Fidah offers them snacks. They decline, even when she insists. Several awkward seconds pass. In the silence of the room, Savi and Fidah engage in a stare-down. Their eyes converse,  “I know what you did, Fidah.”

”I know you know, Savi.”

“I know you know. I know, Fidah.”

Passing through this nail-biting decisive moment, Kishen and Maya see a mild smile appearing on Savi’s and FIdah’s serious-looking faces. To their relief, it progresses into the two laughings. Sporting a follow-along grin, Maya and Kishen look at each other.

Savi gets up, steps towards Fidah and pinches hard her left nipple over her kurthi. She says. “You whore…I liked your attar stunt. But I could have easily missed out on it, and your effort would have been for nothing.”

“Ha ha…I saw your lipstick smudge on the bottom of your son’s cock shaft. I was rather sure you would find out,” responds Fidah. She looks at Maya and asks Savi, “How is Maya in all this? I thought she was pretty traditional and conservative.”

“That’s what I thought about you, too, Fidah.” Maya comments.

“Well…she is still new to all this. I was slowly roping her into my circle by being her trusted confidant and, later, her partner in some harmless lesbian crime. As we caught up today for the same, Kishen interrupted us dramatically. And now we’re here,” Savi says.

“Mashallah!” says Fidah. Surprising them, Fidah begins stripping. “What are you waiting for? Lose your clothes and join the action in my son’s room.”

“Uh…Fidah. Can we trust the folks there?” asks Savi.

“I would not have welcomed you otherwise, Savi. My circle is all about trust, respect and confidentiality. Don’t worry.”

“Good. My circle, too,” says Savi.

“I know…I’m impressed by how well Kishen represented your circle. He was careful about not revealing much info about your circle to protect the integrity and privacy of the persons involved. Although I was suspicious, I had no clue you were involved until I saw the lipstick smudge.”

Fidah says. “So, ladies, get ready to be surprised at knowing who all are in my circle.”

“Are there people we know?” asks Maya.

“See for yourself,” Fidah answers. Looking at each other with wide grins of anticipatory excitement, Savi and Maya begin stripping, followed by Kishen. They follow a naked, headscarf-wearing Fidah into Tariq’s room.

Entering the room, Kishen, Maya and Savi are stunned. They see the centre of the room, the naked back of a big, hairy and bulky (but equally muscular) man—a real-life Hulk of sorts. He was ruthlessly fucking ‘someone’ from behind.

They couldn’t see who was being fucked as his big body eclipsed that individual’s body. His huge arm buckled so that someone’s hips were in position. The big fingers of his other hand covered that ‘someone’s face’ to conceal the sound of their moaning as he fucked them intensely.

“Is that Altaf?” Kishen hears Savi ask Fidah.

“The one and only, My dear brother,” Fidah responds with a proud smile.

“So, he is the ‘special someone’,” Kishen says to himself. However, Kishen hadn’t seen Altaf. He remembers the name. Altaf is Fidah’s brother and Tariq’s uncle. Kishen and the boys had heard a lot about Altaf from Tariq, especially accounts involving his physique and strength.

The man is a sub-inspector and has ‘rescued’ Gauri (the maid) from the clutches of her abusive husband by beating him to a pulp (Part 2). Connecting the dots, Kishen finally understands why Gauri wished no one else fuck her first but him. She wished to gift herself to him as a token of her gratitude.

Seeing the huge man that he was, Kishen understood why it had been crucial for Fidah to ‘prepare’ Gauri’s holes for Altaf (Part 19, 20).

Savi, Maya and Kishen longed to see the individual was who was being boned hard by Altaf. From that person’s muffled moans that filled the room, they could guess how long and girthy Altaf’s cock may be plundering their hole.

“My God! Fidah aunty. Good that we prepared Gauri’s holes for Altaf uncle. With that kind of pounding, he would have damagingly ripped the thin Gauri’s holes otherwise,” Kishen says.

“Who is Gauri?” Maya asks.

“Gauri is the society maid, Maya. And Kishen, that is not Gauri who is being pounded by Altaf’s uncle right now. Gauri has had more than enough of gifting herself to my brother.” says Fidah and points to the bed.

All of the guests’ eyes had naturally gravitated to Altaf’s intense humping. Until Fidah pointed, they didn’t notice Gauri lying flat—passed out, on the bed. Even in that state, she was panting. The gold ornaments Fidah had made her wear lay astray on her body.

Her hair lay in tangles and disarray. Her makeup was messy—with mascara leaving a trail of dried tears on her face. Kishen, Maya and Savi saw Gauri’s sore red pussy with cum dripping out. There were red bite marks on her neck, face, breasts and navel.

There were also bruise-like spots that they instantly knew were a result of Altaf’s strong hands and fingers gripping her tight.

“You can’t see it from here, but Altaf’s cum is oozing out of her butt-hole also,” Fidah says.

“Wait a minute! So, who is he pounding now?” asks Kishen.

“That’s the nephew whose ass is being filled by his beloved uncle,” Fidah responds.

The guests cover their mouths upon realizing that it’s young Tariq that’s being pounded so mercilessly. Curious and wanting to witness gay action for the first time in her life, Maya involuntarily steps forward. Altaf notices a naked, chubby, bubbly-boobied Maya watching him.

He notches up his pounding, looking her in the eye. Kishen and Savi see Maya is visibly scared at seeing Tariq being pounded on so mercilessly. His body was force-locked in position against his huge uncle’s body.

“Hai Bhagwan! That doesn’t look so consensual and harmless, Savi,” says Maya.

“Ha ha…it is, though. My son is enjoying the pleasure he is going through at the hands of his uncle.”

“Are you sure? His face is red. Your brother’s strong grip seems to be cutting the blood flowing towards his head. His neck seems to be in an odd position. Tears are flowing out of his eyes.” says a concerned Maya.

“Look at his cock, Maya. It’s hard as fuck. All his blood is probably gushing through the veins of his penis as Altaf keeps knocking down his prostrate pleasure spot while stretching the periphery of his hole,” responds Fidah.

Even Kishen and Savi step forward to see if Tariq’s dick is hard, as Fidah says. Looking at how rough and forceful Altaf was, a part of them needed to see to be convinced that Tariq was indeed enjoying it.

They see that Tariq’s cock was not entirely hard all the way. But it was oozing pre-cum that drooled out in long threads—only to break off to the floor at the force of Altaf’s pounding.

Maya still isn’t convinced. Concerned, she goes over and breaks the action off like how a referee would break off a fight.

“What the fuck!” roars Altaf.

Not caring, Maya frees Tariq from the grip.

“Are you fine, son? Are you being subject to all this against your will?”

Panting hard, Tariq says, “No aunty. I was enjoying it. By the way, Hello! It’s a pleasant surprise to see you all.”

“But…it looked like you were in a lot of pain.”

“That’s just things getting intense, aunty. If I reach a point where I can’t take it, there is a safe word and also a gesture. Altaf’s uncle knows it. He will stop instantly.”

“Oh…is it? I didn’t know that.”

“There are a lot of things you don’t know, Maya. You’re new to all this. And it seems like you’ve not known how much intense love-making can get, even from your late husband.” says Savi. “No offence, ”

“Well, we did have intense sessions. But it was passionately intense. This looks so rough and raw.”

“And does it not look exciting?” Fidah asks.

Maya pauses for a moment. “It looks scary. But I guess it can be pleasurable, too.”

“Think about it, aunty. The pleasure comes not just from the action but also from knowing you’re stretching the limits of your submissiveness.” Tariq explains.

“Yes indeed,  there is a special joy in shedding all your sense of self-worth and modesty and submissively submitting, in entirety, your weak and vulnerable feminine self to sheer masculinity. It is a form of letting go. Very relieving once get into action with that mindset.” Savi says.

Maya looks enticed at the idea.

“But make sure the owner of the said masculinity is someone you really really trust,” Fidah says, running her hands over Altaf’s head and shoulder.

Maya nods in understanding.

“And I trust Altaf uncle, Maya aunty. So, no worries,” assures Tariq. He moves his back, back towards Altaf, who was standing silently while they spoke. Standing with his feet wide apart and bending forward for his uncle’s dick to enter him again, Tariq says, “Please continue, Altaf Mama.”

‘Can we proceed, Madam?” Altaf jokingly asks Maya. She blushes and nods. Altaf steps away takes a jug of water from Tariq’s study table, gulps down a lot of water and gives it to Tariq. An evidently tired Tariq, too, drinks a lot of water from the jar and hands the jar to Maya.

He says, “Maya aunty, Savi aunty since you’re here, can one of you suck my cock while I’m being pounded? Ammi won’t do it. I also think it will help break the ice between us.”

Watching Altaf dock his cock in Tariq’s asshole and lock his body against his to resume the pounding, Maya asks, “What is the safe word?”

“The gesture is to pat on the body of the doer three times or say out loud, “Break.”

Surprising everybody by taking the lead, Maya proceeds to kneel in front of Tariq’s cock, as Altaf resumes pounding him. “Fate has it that your cock be the first I mouth after ages,” says Maya.

Kishen feels a pinch in his heart. His cock had come close to earning that title. He watches as Maya ceremoniously begins to kiss and take Tariq’s cock in between her lips and then into her mouth. She commences her bobbing, trying to sync it with Altaf’s thrusts.

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