The Game of Ecstasy

Prelude

This is neither a fiction nor an imaginative story. I narrate here one of those many incidences I have experienced in 50 years of my life. This is a chronicle of sharing the changes a man goes through with his growing age. I have taken up my pen to narrate a few incidences in a series which may have happened to few but, surely unique for many and adds spices to one’s dreaming mind.

Well, first let me introduce myself as Ayudh staying in a metro city in India. I write in a disguised name for myself as well as all the characters to maintain the confidentiality of the characters in this narrative. I am a well settled Entrepreneur though neither a billionaire nor a millionaire, but I live my life with my wife and two of my sweetest children on earth to me quite happily. I grew up in a middle class family. My father was working with a Government Enterprise and my mother a homemaker. I have a brother who is 4 years younger to me. I was born in a small hill town in Bihar in India and later moved to the metro city where I reside now as my father got transferred. Though I started my schooling in the town where I was born, but major part of my education occurred in the metro city where I live now.

The readers must forgive me for taking you a little more about my early life before entering into the main incidence as it is a prelude to the main story.

From my childhood I was a naughty guy which embarrassed my parents many a times and as a result I used to receive solid bashings from them from time to time for my activities. But, I remained unchanged. One thing I must assure that inspite of being naughty I never reached any harm to anyone. I grew up in a strict environment and my natural instincts developing in course of my growing age never got an opportunity to flourish. Basic instinct has always been a taboo to my family, so I was quite ignorant about them but the instincts actually were taking shape in my unconscious mind. I remember very well that when I was a child of very tender age I used to enjoy the company of opposite sex and I enjoyed touching them and also being touched by them. I am not sure whether a child has any sexual feeling within him or her at a tender age. As an answer to this curiosity of mine I give a brief narration here of an early incidence which occurred to me when I was six years old. I still remember the incidence from my blurred memories quite distinctively and I leave it to my readers to deduce whether it was a normal event or was just unique for me. This is a prelude to the actual incident which is the main subject of my narration.

Till the age of ten I was staying in the town where I was born. We used to stay in an apartment in the ground floor of a three storied quarter given to my father from the company where he worked. All the other residents of our building and all buildings around in the locality were owned by the same company and the residents were employees of the company. In the floor just above us stayed a family of a gentleman his wife a son who was older to me and a daughter who was elder than her brother. Our family had a very close relationship with them. I used to call the gentleman as uncle and her wife aunty and visit their house quite often and everyone in the family loved me a lot. They used to treat me with candies and other delicacies whenever I visited them.

Tender Encounter

One winter during vacation, the family staying above us was visited by a family who was in their relations. They came from a distant metro city. The family consisted of a gentleman, his wife and two daughters. One of these daughters was a year older to me and the other by three years. They stayed for almost ten days and our family got introduced to them and we spent quite a fun time together with my parents chatting with them and I playing with the girls. I became friend to those two girls. On the last but one day before the family’s departure Uncle and Aunty asked our family to dine with them and wanted me to stay with them overnight on the demand of these two girls so that we could play. I stayed back and we played different childish games till quite late. We had finished our dinner in the meantime. A bed was already set on the floor in one of the three rooms of the apartment with rags spread on the floor and a mattress on it. We were asked by the elders to sleep as it was quite late. The season was winter and a quilt was provided for three of us that is those two girls and me to sleep on the bed set on the floor. On bed also we chatted a lot before sleep and then I felt asleep. During my sleep suddenly I felt one soft hand exploring my body which awakened me. I didn’t know the time as I couldn’t read the clock at that age and it was dark around too. I felt that the soft hand was moving up and down throughout my body and once it went below my shirt and started exploring my bare body. I was feeling some sort of a pleasure. Then I realized it was the elder girl sleeping on my right. She turned on her left shoulder and was exploring my body with her right hand. I liked it and changed my position from my left shoulder to lying flat on my back. She felt I was awake and whispered to my year, “Do you know how to Love?” I knew nothing of what she was saying so said, “No”. I whispered too as it occurred to me that what was happening must not be known to others. Then she whispered, “Do you know we both have love?” I said, “No”. She then put her hand on my short pant and unbuttoned it and took out my small member. She held it with her hand closing on it and told, “This is your love”. Saying this she started to explore my member with her hand as if to discover something. I think my small member got little stiff. After exploring she whispered to my ears, “Now you hold my love”, saying so she took my right hand and guided it through one side of her pantie to the small opening between her legs. She was wearing a frockcoat and a pantie. I was very curious and started exploring her opening, which was a narrow slit. It felt greasy, may be because of dirt. I remember I loved touching it as I was inquisitive. Then she whispered to my years, “Can you suck it, I will also suck your love after you suck mine that will feel great”. I moved down while lying on my back I turned around little while I reached with my face between her legs and placed my mouth there. She was holding her panty aside and I put my mouth on her opening. It smelt very bad, so I withdrew and said “it smells bad”. She then told, “Wait”. After lying still for a few minutes she got up and went to the bathroom. Within a minute she came back and lay down again beside me under the quilt quietly. After few minutes she whispered, “now please suck mine, I have washed”. Again I slid slowly down in my lying position not to awake her sister. Again I placed my mouth on her slit. This time it was wet with water drops around and the pungent smell was much less. This time I loved to put my mouth there. It felt strange and truly speaking I loved it. I tried to suck, but as it was unlike my member there was nothing to hold with my lips, so I put my tongue there and tried to lick it and in between tried to hold the whole area with very small petals on both side of the slit with my lips. I continued it for quite some time and now I wanted her to suck mine. So I stopped licking and whispered in her ears, “Now you suck my love”. She slid back the same way I did. My shorts were already unbuttoned. She took my small member between her lips and sucked for long. I can still remember now that I felt a queer pleasure. She sucked for quite some time then we both fell asleep. Such was my early childhood experience. After this the next day, the day before they left we played a fun game outside our building. There was a bushy secluded corner on the back side of the building. We went there while playing. She pulled down her pantie and sat down to pee. I could see water gushing out of the crack between her legs with a very low hissing sound. I enjoyed the show as it was new to me that a girl peeing from her private part. She asked me to pee too, so I opened the button took out my small member and started peeing. My member was little stiff, so the water landed farther from me. During the whole day that day whenever we were alone she used to hold my member running her hand inside my short pant and caress it and I also slid my hand from one side of her pantie and caress her private part. It became the most interesting game to us. After this we parted and never met till date.

I narrated the above incidence to ask you that is it natural for all or we were just unique?

The Vacation

Now I will come straight to my main story. This incident happened when I was in the ninth Standard in my school and was around fifteen years old. Here let me tell that till the age of fifteen I was unaware of the details of sex. I used to experience arousal, I had a circumcised member, but I never ejaculated anything. I was even unaware of self-satisfaction or masturbation. I was never made aware either by known or friends that how man ejaculates. I never had the opportunity of any sexual encounter with any girl, though I had many friends of opposite sex.

After I finished my final examination of eighth standard I went for a vacation to my grandma’s place which is in a village. My maternal uncle took me to their place. I have visited the village earlier quite a number of times in my childhood and loved the place. This village is in the Sunderban area of West Bengal in India, the largest mangrove forest in the world and home to the Great Royal Bengal Tiger. The village is quite far from the forest area. That time the village did not have any electricity connection.

One early morning in the winter I started with my maternal uncle from our house in my current dwelling city. We took a local passenger train which took around one and a half hour to reach the last railway station to our destination. Boarding off the train we took a three wheel rickshaw van paddled by a driver to the nearest river bank. From there we boarded a mid-sized motor launch and sailed for our destination village. The launch was crowded with passengers destined for villages those fall in this route. As Sunderban is in the delta area surrounded by rivers except for a few places most areas are accessible only by waterways. It took us around three and a half hours to reach my grandma’s village after stopping at not less than eight different villages on our way to board off and board on fellow passengers.

First Encounter

From the river bank where we boarded of the launch it was a twenty minutes’ walk to grandma’s house. The village extended for around a kilometer by the river bank and around two kilometers inside from the bank of the river. If you extend your vision from the bank of the river you will see wide stretch of paddy fields spread across the horizon. There were cluster of green patches in between which were small clusters of different trees. Through the village ran a muddy road with few earthen huts on both the sides. The huts were arranged in this way that in some places there were cluster of four to five houses and in some there were two huts standing side by side and in some there were single lone huts. All these huts majorly had either fencing or a muddy wall surrounding them with some open space around the huts. The entire village had two buildings, one was my grandma’s, a two story building with a terrace, the other was around a kilometer farther inside the village towards the horizon, a single storied one. The village had quite a number of fresh water bodies in form of two big water tanks and around five ponds. One big water tank was around a kilometer from my grandma’s house. This water tank is surrounded by bamboo trees and several other trees which include Mango, Jackfruit, Neem, Coconut and few other trees. There were bushes in between. The tank could not be seen from distance because of the trees and bushes all around.

We reached grandma’s house at around 2 hours past midday. It was a hearty welcome from my grandma. She hugged me and kissed me on my forehead. She declared that she has prepared a grand lunch for me with goat meat curry, fish curry, rice, lentil, chutney a dessert and sweets. I was very hungry, but the long journey first by train and then by boat was hectic, so I wanted to get freshened up and take a bath. I told that to Grandma. I soon got freshened up and asked grandma if I can go to the Water tank for a bath to which my grandma initially resisted saying that it was already quite late and the tank is at least fifteen minutes’ walk from the house, yet after little bit of insistence from my side she agreed to it and handed me over with a Bar Soap, a bottle of hair oil and a towel and told to come back fast. Quickly I changed into my shorts and got bare above my waist. Though it was winter the village being nearer to sea was not that cold. I left for the water tank. I walked fast and reached the lake in ten minutes. During that hour the entire bank around the tank was empty. Not a single soul could be seen within the vicinity of the tank. Moreover the tank was at least eight hundred meters from the main road, so there were no passersby too. The tank was invisible from outside, but one could see quite a lot around through the bushes while being inside the pool. As there was none around I plunged into the pool at once. I am a swimmer. The tank was deep and quite large in its area. The tank was of round shape. The fresh water felt very soothing, so I decided for a short stride of swim. I swam approximately seventy meters from the bank and while I was returning I saw a young girl emerging from the bushes on the left side of the bank. I noticed while swimming that she was of average height, skin was tanned, an average stature, neither thin nor fat. She was clad in a striped saree which was lifted above her ankle and a few inches below the knees. She did not wear any blouse. Her hair ran below her shoulders spread on her back. She carried a few clothes on her hand and held a bottle of oil and a soap case. While I reached the bank my waist was still under the water she sat on the bank putting all her belongings on her right side. I could see vermillion on her head and knew that she was married. From near I could see that she had little bit of folds of extra flesh on her exposed waistline. The saree she wore was wrapped around her waist loosely. I rose out of the water and my wet lucid shorts stuck closely to my flesh exposing my soft member. I quickly pulled my shorts to protect my member from a view. In the meantime I could see her taking a quick glance of my whole body. I started drying myself with the towel. I could hear her say, “Who are you, haven’t seen you earlier? “ I told I have come to visit my grandma today an hour back. She asked, “Which house?” I told her my grandma’s name. She loudly uttered, “O, you are Gita Aunty’s grandson? I have seen you earlier, you were younger that time, so I couldn’t recognize you”. I asked about her. She told she stays a kilometer from my grandma’s house and around eight hundred meters from the tank. She told her name was Sujata and asked me to visit their house. After this short conversation I left for my grandma’s house. As I reached home I told my grandma about Sujata that I met her by the tank. Grandma told me she was from this village and got married to a businessman staying in the town from where we started for this village boarding off the railway train. Grandma told that Sujata has given birth to a son eight months back, so as a custom she is staying with her mom and will stay for another four months and after completing some rituals will return to her husband.

A Visit

As I was fatigued after the heavy lunch I fell asleep in this calm village with birds chirping around. When I woke up I heard female voices chattering and loud laughter from the other room. It was dusk; a lantern was lit and put on a table in the room I was sleeping. I got up from the bed, went outside and splashed my face with water. Grandma called me. I went inside and saw another woman who was much younger to my grandma, may be of the age of my mom sitting and chatting with grandma. In the soft light of the lantern I could see she wore a light coloured striped saree in typical Bengali style. She also didn’t wear any blouse. She had some extra flesh in her body. Her face was round and she was quite fair complexioned. Grandma told me she is Dolon Aunty, mother of Sujata whom I met by the tank today. Now Dolon Aunty said to me, “O my god you have grown big. I saw you when you were much younger.” Then she told Grandma, “I will take him with me, he will have dinner at my place and then I will bring him back to you”. Grandma initially objected saying, “He has come just today, take him some other day”. To this Dolon Aunty insisted saying, “Your grandson is going to stay long, why don’t you let me take him today, it’s only a dinner invitation, I will take him again later too”. To this my grandma agreed because refusal to an invitation is not a good gesture in village. So I got dressed and started with Aunty for her house. The way was dark and Aunty was carrying a lantern. The sky was spotted with billions of stars. Moon could not be seen. Aunty talked a lot on the way. We reached her home in half an hour. The place had two adjacent huts in a L shape pattern. One hut had a thatched roof and the other had earthen tiles. From inside one of the huts I could hear a child crying. Aunty walked inside and I followed her. A kerosene oil lamp was burning which gave the room a shadowy appearance. On one side of the room sat Sujata. She was sitting with her knees folded and small baby laid on her lap. The baby was making a numb sound because his mouth was busy sucking on a breast that his mother offered him. She smiled at me. Dolon Aunty placed a wooden plank on Sajata’s right side, little away from her and asked me to sit. I felt little awkward as Sujata had one of her breasts exposed to feed the baby, but both Aunty and Sujata were ignorant of the situation. So I sat on the plank. Both Sujata and Aunty started talking on many topics enquiring about me telling me about the village and several things. Though I was sexually inexperienced till then suppressing my desire but, couldn’t help than eyeing the open breast of Sujata. While talking the stretch of the saree that covered Sujata’s other breast loosely came down and I could see the other breast too. The breast had a round black areola and a stiff big protruding nipple. The shape of the breast was little protruding in the front like an arch shaped bottle. The breast was on the heavier side. I was eyeing her breasts with a corner of my eyes while chatting with a feeling of guilt. I could feel my member getting stiffer. We spent around an hour like that. In the meantime the baby fell asleep. The girl stood up and placed him in a small hanging cot made of cane. I felt like peeing, but as I had a stiff member could not stand up straight to avoid aunty and Sujata’s eyes on my bulging pajama. Aunty told she will arrange the dinner so that I can finish dinner and return home without getting late. I stood up with folded knees to hide my erection and acting as if my waist had stiffened from sitting for such a long time on the ground. Both Aunty and the girl overlooked my erection and went outside this room and I followed them. Till I reached their dining place my member was back to normal. I asked aunty about the bathroom and she told me she will come with a lantern to show the bathroom as it was in a darker corner. She took a lamp and walked ahead and I followed her. In villages bathrooms are outside the main house, little bit farther. So we walked a few steps and reached to one corner of the muddy wall that surrounded the house. The place to pee was a small hole on the ground with the soil cut as a narrow drain with an outlet outside the boundary wall. Reaching near the hole a few steps back she directed me where to pee. Now she was standing there. I thought how I can pee while she was standing there. She was waiting there with the lamp in her right hand and facing the hole. She saw me waiting and said,” No need to get ashamed, you are even younger to my daughter, go ahead otherwise we will get late”. So what to do, I pulled the strings of my Pajama loose and took out my member to pee. I wore shorts under my pajama, so had to pull down the front of my pajama to get my member out exposing the whole stuff with my member, the seeds below as well as the black bush that surrounded my member. In the course my member got stiff again. So the water I released grounded like a waterfall. Dolon Aunty was looking at it without any expression or utterance. When I finished she fetched some water from the small earthen tub beside by a plastic mug and handed me over to wash the front of my member. I took the mug washed my member and wiped it dry with a towel handed over to me by aunty which she carried on her shoulder. Then she waked ahead while me following her to the hut. Everything was as normal as before both Aunty and the girl chatted a lot while I was eating the dinner. The dinner was very well cooked. There was lentil with potato fry, a vegetable curry which was very tasty and chicken curry. The dinner ended with sweetmeats as dessert. It appeared that the whole incident which occurred uncomfortable to me in this house had no relevance to Aunty or to Sujata. One thing I forgot to add which needs to be mentioned here that without asking I knew that the father of Sujata is no more in this world, that Dolon Aunty was a widow, but financially this family was quite sound till then. While I was about to leave Sujata asked if I love to bath in the tank, as in city bathing in tank is rare. I agreed that I loved bathing in the tank in open air. The girl told she goes to the tank every day at around two in the afternoon and asked whether I will go to the tank tomorrow. I said I will. She then asked me to come at the time she is there so that we can chat for some time while bathing. Aunty took a lantern and escorted me back to grandma’s house.

The whole incident of the evening put me and my basic instinct into a fire. In the night I chatted with my grandma and fell asleep. I woke up early and as per my habit got freshened up soon. Grandma prepare some very tasty. By instinct I was eagerly waiting for the bathing time. May be some fantasy took to my imagination. In the morning I spent my time leisurely lying on the bed. I told grandma that I will take bath in the tank today also. Grandma consented to that.

Lustrous Illustration

At around quarter to two pm I started for the tank, clad again in shorts, body massage oil, a towel and dry shorts to wear after bath. When I reached the pond I saw as usually the whole area within miles was deserted. Sujata was already sitting by the bank, rubbing her heel with mud. I went and stood beside her. That day she was wearing an orange coloured saree, but unlike the day before the saree was not tugged on her waist, it loosely wrapped her exposing quite a lot of her body. The flesh on the side of the breasts could be seen from each side and so were the folds of flesh below the breasts on the waist. Her hair was untied and fell on her shoulders and her back. Her saree was pulled above her knees exposing both the fleshy thighs. The scene immediately sent a chill down my spine. I could hear the palpitation of my heart. She asked me to sit beside her and chat and leave bathing for later. I sat beside her maintaining little distance between us. She started conversation and chatted many things and in turn I was mostly a listener as in this situation I could hardly hear all those she was saying. My ears were getting warm and I believe she could also see my ears turning red. Then suddenly she moved closer to me and now her body was touching mine, her bare shoulder touched mine and she continued talking. My breath got heavy. While talking she put her right hand on my thigh and kept on running her hand on my bare thigh. Now I could neither speak nor hear what she was saying. I froze still like a statue. Then suddenly she rose up and fetched my body massage oil. She told, “Let me massage your body with oil.” She took my hand and pulled me up to stand to which without resistance I stood up. She said, “Change your short pant to this towel”. I followed her direction. She then said, “Sit down and stretch”. I did so. She started applying oil on my back and started slowly massaging my back. I felt the warmth of her palm moving up and down applying gentle pressure. She was caressing my flesh of my back too with her thumbs and all the other fingers. She did this for some time then leaned on my back with her breasts pressing my back and took some oil on her palm and started applying on my chest. She rubbed my chest, moved her hand up and down till my belly and massaged thoroughly. She was breathing warm air on my shoulder while her breasts heaved on my back. Little later I could feel her bare breasts touching my back. I had a tremendous erection. I felt as if my member would burst out. She then moved in front and sat one her knees grounded on both sides of my stretched legs almost riding me from the front. She took oil and started applying on my bare legs. Slowly she started moving her hands below my towel reaching up and up. Suddenly she gripped my member. By this time my member was as stiff as an iron pole. The knob was affluently wet with the slippery tears that oozed out from my pole. She gripped the knob and started pressing it gently with her palm. My pole was throbbing under the towel. She then untied my towel and my member was open and I could feel the gentle breeze touching my exposed member. The blue veins around the pole were protruding like the tentacle roots of a tree. The member was pulsating between her gentle but firm grip. She started observing my pole closely as if examining. Now she said, “You have a lovely love machine”. She was trying to grip my pole with her palm firmly and drag it below as if pulling down the foreskin, but nothing was to pull down as the foreskin was already down and showed no sign of foreskin; it was a whole single pole with a pink coloured glowing and tight knob with a small slit on the top and a light slippery transparent liquid was oozing out of it wetting my whole pole and running down to my bush at the root. My seeds were firm too, they were full round and showing life by contracting and expanding. She ran her fingers into my small, but dense black wood around the base of my whole member. She gently pulled on to the hairs.

In the meantime suddenly from the back a voice came, “What you both are doing”? It was the voice of Dolon Aunty. I got a sudden feeling of fear gripping me. I was helpless sitting all bare by the bank. I looked around my shoulder with scared eyes, the vision blurred with tears of ecstasy. Aunty came forward, but as I feared she did not display any anger in her eyes. She came and grabbed me from behind with both her hands around me and with one hand she caressed my chicks like that of a baby. She kissed my chicks intimately for almost half a minute sucking my chicks and making my chick wet with her saliva. My chicks were smooth, no sign of beard that time, only a light bluish line of moustache below my nose. She looked at my erect member and moved forward towards the water. While Sujata refrained herself from what she was doing and rode off me. I was staring at Aunty thinking what is going to happen next. Aunty stood near the water facing the tank with her back facing me. To my surprise she let loose her saree from her chest to expose two big breasts. I could see the side of her breasts from behind. She then lifted her saree; she was wearing no petticoat or any undergarment. Her hips got exposed, they were round and fleshy, but firm. She unwound the Saree from her waist and dropped it on her right side. Now she stood stark naked and I could see her from behind. Aunty turned around to face me and was looking towards me. She had her mixed black and grey hair untied and spread across her shoulder. Her shoulder was round. Her breasts were full with a big areola and equally big nipples. Her belly was fleshy and moderately protruding, hung little bit in the front. Below the belly was a thick black wood covering her Love Gate. The thighs were heavy and below the knees she had a pair of beautifully shaped legs. She came straight to me and stood with her legs on both sides of my pelvis, so near to me that her bush was brushing my nose. I could smell a strange balsamic scent. I never saw a woman’s private part so near to me till then. The thick bush grew over the swelled petals so much that the love gate could not be seen from outside. I was almost swallowing her private part through my eyes. She looked down with a smile and said, “Have a look at my love gate, come on touch it, stretch it and feel it, don’t feel ashamed.” Now courage had already built in me. I gently touched her bushy place with my trembling hands and exposed a crack running down from halfway of the mound of love. I could feel the fleshy mound, it was bulgy. I grabbed the whole flesh with my right palm and squeezed it. Both the petals met at a long crack. Then I released the flesh and held it with my thumb and forefinger and stretched the slit. Aunty gave a quick shudder and a squeaking sound came out from her mouth. I thought I had hurt her and looked up. She half opened her dreamy eyes and confirmed that it was not of pain, but of pleasure. She bent little bit on her knees and stretched both her legs little more. Now with my index finger I removed the hairs aside which were wet and with my thumb and forefinger opened the petals to expose a pink cave inside with pink walls. The outer wall was dark. While I was engaged in exploring Dolon Aunty I felt two hands on either side of my legs and something moist and warm gripped my member. I could feel something tickling the tip of my knob and I could feel my member was inside something soft. I could also feel something watery drenching my member. It appeared to me that I will die of pleasure, this is the ultimate that I can experience in my life. Meanwhile I started exploring what I had in front of me, the thickly wooded cave. The cave was moist and slippery oozing some transparent watery liquid, which was slippery like the liquid that was coming out from my member. Aunty said, “How is it? Have you seen such a thing?” I said, “No, it seems the most beautiful thing in the world”. She said, “Then, taste it. Touch it with your mouth, eat it”. To this I just peeped from a side of her leg to see what was giving me so much pleasure to my member. I saw Sujata was down on my member and has put it in her mouth sucking on to it. I felt her tongue hungrily licking my knob while her lips sucking my pole in and out. I now started eating the fruit I had in front of me. I started by licking around the slit of aunty munching the heaving fleshy petals with my lips. Then I thrust my tongue inside her cave. It was salty and watery inside. I loved it. I started licking the whole thing thoroughly. I think Aunty was on pleasure too as she was giving periodic screams of ecstasy, not loud, but deep. This continued for some time and I started feeling something odd inside my abdomen and started shivering little to which Aunty immediately moved back and asked Sujata to ride off me. Saying so Aunty moved to the back of my head and sat on the ground folding her legs inside. She lifter my head and placed it on her left thigh. Aunty’s bushy love cave was within the reach of my mouth. Sujata moved forward and sat on my stretched thighs. She bent forward and her breasts were in front of my face. I saw the nipples were firm. Sujata said, “Suck them, share my son’s food”, I gripped both her breasts with both of my palm and ran them across examining the full breasts. They were bigger than each of my palm’s grip. I gently squeezed the nipples. I saw Sujata had closed her eyes and was enjoying my examination. She then held one of her breasts with her hand and touched by lips with its nipple. I opened my lips and held her nipple with my lips softly then I put a little pressure with my lips. I licked the tip of the nipple it tasted sweet and was sticky from the drops of milk those oozed out. Sujata then thrust her breast deep inside my mouth. I hungrily sucked it. I could feel milk coming out of the nipple and filling my mouth. I engulfed the milk. Sujata was moaning softly as “Aah, Aaah…” and whispering, “Suck it, suck it.” Then Dolon aunty pulled my head back and bent forward, now aunty’s large breasts were just over my face. I grabbed them, they felt cold. I squeezed them, they were spongy and firm. Aunty thrust one of her breasts inside my mouth and gasped, “Suck mine, suck mine, chew the nipples”. With another hand she guided my hand and put it on her other breast. I simultaneously kept squeezing one breast and sucking the other. The breast tasted rubbery, I was feeling too much excited to suck on a big spongy breast. While I was sucking Sujata held my member with one hand and was running her forefinger around my knob, sometime using her thumb and forefinger to squeeze the swelled red knob. As she was squeezing the tears were coming out from my member and my swelled and was shining in the sunlight. The tears were flowing like a river. The bush at the root of my pole got wet with the liquid. Now Aunty put my head down on the ground, rose on her feet and putting them on both sides of my pelvis and lowered her big round hips in almost like a sitting positing on my lap. With one hand she stretched the petals of her love gate and touched the knob of my erect pole she then gave a gentle push of her belly towards mine and my pole was inside her love gate. She pushed farther and I could feel my whole member disappearing inside her. It felt like my pole is going inside a spongy cave which was warm and slippery and was gripping my pole from both side as long as it reached. I yelled out of some unbearable pleasure. She again withdrew her hips till my member was only a few inches inside her cave then again gave a thrust and my pole again reached deep inside. Aunty started repeating this act at a slow speed and gasping with some deep shrilling sound coming out from her throat. I was lying on my back straight on the ground. I am unable to explain here what I was feeling then. The whole world seemed to disappear from my head. I felt that I am no longer a man I am the whole member of mine and I am fully inside the love gate with my body and soul. Sujata came and stood above my head and lowered her buttocks. Now I could see her love gate too. Sujata’s love gate was not bushy but had hair grown about quarter of an inch from the mounds. The mounds were fluffy like her mother. She sat over my face with her love gate on my mouth. I started to munch her love gate with my lips. With both of my free hands I stretched the petals apart. She also stretched them as much as she could with both of her hands. A small flesh protruded from the wall just above the opening, it was fleshy and flexible, but little hard. Sujata said, “Lick that flesh, and stir it with the tip of your tongue”. I did so and she was screaming louder than her mother. Then she told me to put my forefinger deep inside her love gate and take it out and repeat this action continuously. I started doing so. On one hand I was licking her small flesh while on the other I was putting my forefinger inside and out from her cave repeatedly. Sujata got into frenzy. In the meantime I could hear the pants of Aunty who was riding on me like riding a horse. I was feeling that the inside walls of Aunty’s love cave was grabbing my penis and then releasing it again. The cave walls were actually munching on my love pole from all sides. I could feel hundreds of stars hitting my head. I was rising to the seventh heaven. Then suddenly the whole earth got black, for few seconds I experienced a blackout, something hit my head from inside and I was feeling like floating on the clouds. I could see rainbow all around me with all the colours with my closed eyes. I felt something coming out of my member abruptly with huge force. I was getting very wet around my pole. Aunty crazily moved up and down on my lap with gasps and almost choking screams and suddenly collapsed with a loud scream and rolled onto my right side. In the meantime Sujata was rubbing her lower part frantically against my face like a mad woman and within a few minutes she too collapsed on my face. My member got exposed to the soft cool breeze. I felt splashes of some cold sticky liquid on my belly where my now partially softened member was touching. We all laid there motionless for some time. Birds were chirping around. Cool breeze was bowing and it was silent and serene all around. I gazed down on my belly and saw my own Semen for the first time in my life. I never ever realized till then that such an act could make me feel like being in heaven.

Conclusion

After this incident I knew I am not supposed to share this with anyone because it will not only ruin me but those two women too. These women gave me so much pleasure of my life and I must I protect their confidentiality? Thus for those twenty five days when I stayed at Grandma’s village quite often I used to enjoy this game of ecstasy with these two ladies alternating each one for intercourse.

Now that the incident is told I don’t wish to stretch the narrative farther. I hope I have taken you through my experience which I believe is unique and is the Basic Instinct of Man which goes beyond any prejudice or taboo at times for mankind.

If you like my narrative and insist then I will come up with other narratives which will add spices to your thoughts and imaginations.