Raghav looked at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in a traditional sherwani with headgear. “It’s been a while since I’ve cleaned up,” he thought.
He took a sip of water and sat on the bed in his room. Downstairs, preparations were being made for a marriage ceremony. The pyre was set up in the living room by the pujari. He also happened to be Raghav’s closest friend Aashish.
Raghav thought back to when he first told Aashish about his ‘situation.’ He smiled, remembering how Aashish’s jaw dropped. “You lucky fucker! I can’t believe it!” And here he was today as a brahmin officiating the ceremony.
Feeling nostalgic, Raghav remembered how it all started over 2 years ago. The pandemic hit India hard. Daily wage workers were hit the most. Raghav got a call from his aunt, whom he hadn’t spoken to in a decade. He almost didn’t pick it up. Then he remembered he had the hots for her as a kid, so he did.
After some painfully casual small talk, his aunt broke down crying. She told him the reason she was calling. She hadn’t eaten a good meal in days, and now she didn’t have money for rent. On the verge of tears himself, Raghav did not hesitate in sending 1000 pounds to her.
He figured after conversion to rupees, that should help her sustain for a few months at least. Unfortunately, it didn’t last that long. He got a call from her in two days. Heena mami was crying profusely now.
Her husband, Samir mama, had used almost the entire amount to pay back loan sharks for his gambling debts and then fuelling his alcoholism. He had come home and beat up Heena mami and Anshu. Raghav was enraged, but he did what he could to help Heena mami.
This went on for a year, by which point Raghav was the sole provider for that entire household. He set them up in a rented flat outside the slums in Mumbai and paid for all their sustenance.
Every day he would ask Heena Mami to leave Samir. Every day she refused. Not because of love but because of some form of tradition. During this time, Raghav also got close to Anshu. He never said no to anything she asked for.
Finally, Raghav told them he couldn’t sustain paying rent for them even though he could. Instead, he helped them get their visas and move to the UK. He remembered bringing them from the airport. They were fascinated by everything they saw on the way.
He showed them to their rooms in his estate. He set up Heena mami in the main guest room, Anshu in the room next to his, and his uncle in the outhouse. Once they settled in, they all began contributing to the house.
Heena and Anshu would cook and clean. He no longer needed maids. His uncle took the garden. He even let go of the lawn keeper because of the amazing job that his uncle was doing.
Raghav also noticed that Heena and Anshu were becoming increasingly cold to Samir. Having hated his uncle for the longest time, Raghav fueled this. He would bring expensive gifts for his aunt and cousin and have them open in front of his uncle. Jewellery and clothes were his favourite gifts.
One day he bought a good Kamarbandh for his cousin. When he gave it to her, everyone ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ at it. Excited, Anshu tried to put it on but had trouble with the clasp. She walked up to him with it around her waist and lifted her blouse a bit so he could help her put it on.
The first time he touched Anshu’s milky white skin. He felt an electric shock go through his system. His cock was erect by the time he was done hooking the clasp. Anshu noticed and proceeded to sit on his lap and kiss him, saying, “Thank you, bhaiya.”
Raghav was stunned. He looked at his uncle, who was glaring at him helplessly and his aunt, who had a warm smile. This progressed daily to where Anshu would repeatedly sit on his lap in front of her parents. She would serve him food and watch TV with him.
She even casually talked to everyone sitting on her cousin brother’s lap. He would hold her waist with his arm and let it be. But he wanted to do much more.
One day, while he was watching TV, she sat on his lap wearing very thin silky shorts. His cock rode up between her ass crack, and she began grinding on it. Raghav looked around. The coast was clear, so this time he felt bolder. He could try to touch the sides of her breasts.
She leaned back on him. Feeling bolder, he put his hands up her t-shirt and played with his cousin’s tits. She moaned and turned her head to kiss him. Lips locked. She kept grinding his cock until Raghav creamed his shorts. A year ago, his stamina was not where it is now.
She quickly got up, straightened her top and went to her room. Raghav sat there breathing heavily and realizing he had missed an entire episode of what he was watching. He looked around and saw his aunt. She was smiling again. They made eye contact, and she went away.
The next day Raghav bought her lingerie for Anshu. She opened it in front of her parents and again proceeded to sit on his lap, kiss him and thank him. He whispered in her ear, “Wear it for me tonight.”
That night, Raghav tried to sneak into his cousin’s room. He tip-toed over to her room and knocked. “Come in,” he heard. His heart was pounding as he entered the room. When he did, his heart stopped.
On the bed were both mother and daughter. Heena was in a nightgown, and Anshu was wearing her lingerie. Her tits were almost completely visible. Her hair was tied in a nice tight bun. The lower half of her ass was too big to be covered in red lingerie.
In dim lights, they both had halos making them look angelic. Mami got off the bed and walked to him. She held his hand and took him to bed, saying, “Aaajao beta.” He did as he was told. No protest. When he got to the bed, Anshu reached up, and he held her.
They began kissing in front of Heena mami. They kissed passionately, and Raghav began feeling her up. Heena mami meanwhile pulled down Raghav’s pants. He was fixed on Anshu. He pulled down the strap of her bra on one side to reveal her white breast.
Her nipple was dark and large. It pointed out like the eraser on a pencil. He closed his lips on it and sucked. Anshu moaned. He couldn’t see Heena mami, but he could hear her.
She said, “Raghav beta. You’ve done so much for our family. We can never repay you for saving our life. You were there when nobody was. Let us help you now.”
He never stopped kissing Anshu, but he felt his mami’s mouth on his cock. She was slurping on it and making it wet. Her warm mouth was heaven. Raghav was convulsing. He didn’t think he could hold much longer. He held Anshu’s ass and kissed her harder.
Anshu pulled him into bed, and he lay on his back. On one side was his cousin. On the other was his aunt. Heena mami returned to his cock and was sucking deep. Anshu began returning the favour and sucked his nipple. He held both their hair and enjoyed his heaven. Anshu mounted him while kissing his lips.
He felt Heena mami’s mouth ease off his cock as she held his hard cock. She then proceeded to guide it to her daughter’s pussy. “Choti. Sit up. Take bhaiya in. Slowly.” Anshu reluctantly broke the kiss and sat up. Without removing her lingerie, she slowly began sitting on Raghav’s cock.
Taking it inch by inch in her pussy. She was very tight. Her pussy couldn’t even take his tip at first. She winced in pain. Heena mami looked at Raghav. “It’s her first time, so please be patient. Anshu, choti. It’s okay. You can do it.” She said, holding Raghav’s cock upright for her daughter.
Anshu kept lowering herself, holding Raghav’s chest. She was wincing in pain, but she kept going. At one point, Raghav felt the end of her pussy. But Heena mami caught Anshu’s waist and pushed her down suddenly. Anshu screamed out in pain as her virginity ended. She took Raghav’s balls deep in her pussy.
Raghav held his cousin’s soft breasts and waited as she got used to his length and girth. Heena mami held her daughter down on his cock. “MUMMY!” She screamed. Raghav reached down and rubbed her clit. Her screams slowly turned into moans.
Eventually, Anshu started moving slowly back and forth. Raghav could feel his cousin’s warm wet pussy sliding on his cock. Before long, he was at his limit. He held Anshu’s ass and lifted her as his cock erupted. He looked down. There was blood on his cock. The bed sheets were ruined.
He waited with his eyes closed for the blood to come back to his brain. He was in paradise. Heena mami quickly got a wet wipe and cleaned his shaft. He knew this was a memory he would cherish forever.
His recollection was stopped short by Samir’s mama. He came into the room and said, “They are ready for you downstairs.” Raghav turned and glared at his uncle, who faltered and said, “Sorry. They are ready for you downstairs, sir.”
Things have changed a lot in the last year.
When Raghav went downstairs, he saw his aunt and cousin sitting beside a pyre waiting for him. There was no crowd. Only his brides, Aashish and his uncle. Anshu and Heena were both dolled up in bridal outfits. He went up and sat between them.
“Ready?” Ashish asked, smiling.
“What do you think?” Raghav replied, smiling back.
As will.i.am once said, “I got a feelin’ tonight’s going to be a good night. Tonight’s going to be a good good night.”
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