Novelist Casanova
Word Count: 26225
Date: 24 .10. 2022
Title: The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan
Written By: Novelist Casanova
The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan
By
Novelist Casanova
In the 1980s, the man who was enjoying hugging my mom, kissing my mom, and even enjoying making love to my mom anytime was our village Chief Murthy, who was a moneylender and a big landlord. My grandfather, who is my dad’s dad, pledged all our lands and borrowed money for interest from our village Chief Murthy’s dad, who was then the village Chief and also a money lender like Murthy, and started cultivating crops in our land, but unfortunately due to famine he lost all the crops. Fortunately for the village chief, my grandfather could not repay the borrowed money and the interest skyrocketed. My grandfather spent his entire lifetime paying interest to the village chief’s dad, and even passed away, so did the village chief. Now the burden of repaying the money with interest fell on my dad Krishnan’s shoulders and the fortune of collecting interest from my dad fell on the village chief’s son, the new village Chief Murthy. Our Village Chief Murthy was ruthless and showed no mercy to dad and kept forcing him to pay the interest. There came a point when my dad could not repay the money with interest, and the interest started to rise to 10 Lakhs.
Sensing that my dad could not repay him, our village Chief Murthy, went to the court and confiscated our lands and had come to our house to vacate us. Since our lands were a lot of acres, and our only source of survival, and were of the hard work of our ancestors, my dad fell on the village chief’s feet, and had begged him not to take over our land, and give him time to repay the money. Murthy gave my dad 6 months time to pay back the money with interest, but still my dad could not pay back. Angry Murthy had come to our house to vacate us at any cost, but that’s when he saw my mom and fell for my mom’s looks and wanted to have my mom at any cost. To Murthy, who had become so desperate to have my mom, having my mom became more important than confiscating our lands, and made my dad an offer and left.
The offer was simple; My dad should let Murthy sleep with my mom every month instead of paying interest, or My dad should vacate our house and Lands and leave the village.
My Dad had discussed this with my mom, and told my mom about how important it was for him to save our lands, as it was our ancestral property and it is a matter of our family’s pride. My Dad told my mom about the offer Murthy made in order to save our lands and asked for my mom’s opinion. My mom had asked for time and after giving in a lot of thought after two days, my mom had told my dad to accept Murthy’s offer as they had no other choice to save our lands. My Dad reluctantly agreed to my mom and let Murthy sleep with my mom every month. I was not born then, and I came to know all about this only a couple of years ago through my elder sister’s Shalu and Ammu, who are more than 10 years elder to me.
Before that I used to think that my mom and our village chief Murthy were friends. That’s what my mom told me when Murthy came to our house and was hugging my mom and kissing my mom’s lips. As the village chief was hugging my mom nicely and kissing her lips, my mom saw me watching and broke the kiss, “Varun, Murthy uncle and I are friends, and that’s why we are kissing,” my mom said. As I innocently told my dad about the village chief kissing my mom, “Varun, Mom and Murthy uncle are friends. Murthy uncle comes every month to play with your mom, just like you play with your friends,” my dad said casually.
As times passed, and I started growing into a teen, the village chief started taking my mom to one of his two farmhouses, which were right next to each other, and began removing my mom’s saree, blouse and petticoat, and began kissing her lips, making her stand only in her bra and panties. The village chief’s two sons, who were as old as my elder sisters and brother-in-laws, used to hide and watch their dad enjoy my mom in her bra and panties. As times passed, my dad was still unable to pay the money back, which gave Murthy an upper hand over my dad, and began letting his sons who were enjoying watching all this while, have a piece of my mom. Although my mom did not agree to sleep with his sons, upon Murthy’s pressure she agreed to let his sons remove her saree, petticoat, and blouse and kiss her lips in her bra and panties but nothing beyond that. Since they were getting to remove my mom’s saree, blouse, and petticoat and enjoy kissing my mom’s lips for free, Murthy’s sons agreed.
Murthy’s sons used to bring my mom to their farmhouse, remove my mom’s saree, blouse, and petticoat, and started kissing her lips one after the other. Murthy’s first son Shiva was kind to her, and used to help her sometimes with money, so when he used to remove my mom’s saree, blouse, and petticoat and kiss my mom only in her bra and panties, my mom used to hug him back and kiss his lips back nicely, and would even let him feel up her ass over her panties. One day while kissing my mom’s lips, he inserted his hands inside my mom’s panties and grabbed my mom’s naked ass cheeks, but my mom did not mind and let him feel up her naked ass cheeks. One day when he was kissing my mom’s lips in her bra and panties, he inserted his hand inside my mom’s panties from the front and grabbed my mom’s pussy. She broke the kiss and told him politely not to go there and he himself removed his hand off her panties and smiled at my mom. As my mom smiled back, he started kissing my mom’s lips, and she started kissing his lips back.
Murthy’s second son Kumar, who did not have the hard work of removing my mom’s saree, blouse, and petticoat, used to readily borrow my mom from his elder brother and start kissing my mom’s lips. Since he was rude and handled her roughly, my mom never kissed his lips back, she only used to let him kiss her lips. He had this habit of biting my mom’s lips, which made my mom be aware and watch out for his teeth while kissing her lips. My mom only gave Murthy’s second son a minute or two to kiss her lips, and after that she used to readily go to Murthy to let him take her to the bedroom and make love.
It was not just Murthy’s sons who were dying to have a piece of my mom, my brother-in-law Raman, too.
At my elder sister Shalu’s wedding, everyone was happy, everyone attended including the village chief and his sons. The saree which my mom was wearing was gifted by the village chief’s elder son Shiva. In that saree, my mom looked more beautiful than my eldest sister Shalu, the bride herself. As my dad was busy welcoming our family and friends, Shiva took my mom to the spare dressing room, where no one was around. As my mom was thanking Shiva for the beautiful saree, he started kissing my mom’s lips and my mom started kissing his lips back passionately. As Shiva started lifting my mom’s saree along with her petticoat, “Shiva, what are you doing?” my mom exclaimed. “Nothing…,” he said and continued lifting my mom’s saree and petticoat. “Shiva, stop, people are here,” my mom whispered. “Just want to see my favourite MILF’s panties,” he said. “Not, now Shiva, please… After the wedding, okay?” my mom whispered, holding his face. “After the wedding?” he asked. “Yeah, after the wedding,” my mom whispered. “After the wedding, you must not just show me your panties but also let me insert my hand inside your panties as well, okay?” Shiva said. “Shiva, I have told you already, you can only see me in my bra and panties and kiss my lips, but no touching me at wrong places,” my mom whispered. “Come on, after the wedding my dad is planning to take you to our farmhouse and enjoy you in his bed,” Shiva said. “What?! No Shiva, I will be busy today as I have to be there with all the family. Please tell him not today?” my mom pleaded. “Dad won’t agree, today he is super horny after watching you in this saree,” Shiva said. “Shiva please, please tell me not today, you know how busy I will be today right? Please convince your dad, Shiva, please,” my mom begged Shiva. “If you want me to convince my dad, after the wedding you have to let me insert my hand inside your pussy while you lift your saree and petticoat and show me your panties,” Shiva said. “Shiva, if I let you insert your hand inside my panties, it will corrupt your mind and you will start asking for more,” my mom whispered. “Shiva, look, you are a sweet boy, and I like you very much, that’s why I always let you kiss my lips, and even kiss your lips back with all the love I have for you, and that’s why you help me with a lot of things,” as my mom was saying, “I know, my juicy ass,” Shiva exclaimed and grabbed my mom’s ass cheeks over her saree. My mom was horny and was biting her lips and smiling at him, letting him grab her ass cheeks over her saree, and gently placing her hands over his shoulders. “I know you love me, and love the way we kiss each other’s lips,” Shiva whispered and started kissing my mom’s lips, and my mom started kissing his lips back. Pausing kissing my mom’s lips for a while, “if you don’t like me inserting my hand inside your panties, I won’t okay?” as Shiva said, “you are such a sweet boy, and that’s why I love you, Shiva,” my mom whispered with a smile looking at his lips with his hands over his shoulders right above his chest. “You know what? I am going to let you insert your hand inside my panties, because you are a sweet boy, Shiva,” as my mom whispered, “oh thank you so much,” Shiva said and hugged my mom, and my mom with a huge smile on her face hugged him back.
“Alright, Shiva, my husband will be searching for me now, I have to go. After the wedding we will meet in this same room, okay? You can insert your hand inside my panties all you want and have fun,” my mom said, biting her lower lips and smiling and pinching Shiva’s cheeks. “Thank you so much,” Shiva exclaimed and planted a kiss on my mom’s cheek and left the place. My mom was already in a good mood, as it was her daughter’s wedding and fulfilling her duties as a mom. The good mood she was in today, let Shiva kiss her lips nicely and at the same time kiss his lips back passionately and gotten herself horny, and now has agreed to let him insert his hand inside her panties and have fun.
As Shiva left, as a result of Shiva grabbing my mom’s ass cheeks over her saree, and trying to lift her saree along with her pallu to see her panties, and even hugging my mom, my mom’s saree looked crushed and in order to wear her saree properly, she started removing her saree to redrape it once again. “Varun, where is your mom?” Raman, the guy who was going to marry my elder sister Shalu called, as I was standing next to the window and watching my mom removing her saree. As I was quiet, he came towards me and saw my mom removing her saree and was only in her red blouse and red petticoat wearing her saree, “my god, what a woman..!” he exclaimed and started scratching his cock over his dhoti watching my mom wear her saree. I did not like the way he was lusting for my mom, as he was about to marry my elder sister Shalu and become her husband. “Mom,” I called from the window, Raman hid himself. “Varun?” my mom said wearing her saree completely. “The Bridegroom is here to meet you,” as I said, my mom opened the door. “Aunty, my parents want to talk to you, privately, shall I bring them here?” Raman asked. “Sure, Raman,” my mom said and as Raman left to bring his parents, my mom sent me to bring my dad.
As I brought my dad, and Raman’s parents also came and they started quarrelling with each other, for not giving the dowry my dad promised. My dad never promised to give dowry, but Raman and my elder sister Shalu who have been in love with each other, and to make their parents agree to their wedding, Raman lied to his greedy parents that my dad has agreed to give 1 Kg gold as dowry and made his parents agree to the wedding. My elder sister on the other hand lied to my parents that Raman’s parents are good people and they are not asking for any Dowry. After the wedding was ready, our parents and Raman’s parents started quarrelling and were about to stop the wedding. As the parents of both sides were quarrelling in the changing room, Raman left the room and went to my sister Shalu’s dressing room and started telling her everything. As my sister and Raman started crying, she called me and asked me to bring our Village Chief Murthy.
As I went and brought Village Chief Murthy to my sister’s dressing room where Raman and my elder sister Shalu were there, my sister locked the door from inside and started holding Murthy’s legs and started crying and began begging him to help her. As Murthy asked what sort of help my sister and Raman were looking for, my sister started saying how much she and Raman love each other and told him about their lies, and in order for them to get married, she asked Murthy to help them with 1 Kg gold, and she will give it back after the wedding. In our entire village or even our district only the Murthy family had so much wealth.
Murthy, who always had an eye on my mom, had an eye on my elder sister Shalu as well. During school days, my elder sister Shalu used to be very active in sports, especially athletics. The school coach, after school, used to train my sister in the empty ground. While training for 100 metres, he used to make my sister run as fast as she could towards him. While my sister Shalu used to run towards him as fast as she could, her skirt used to fly revealing her creamy light skinned leg, and revealing her panties inside her skirt. As my sister used to reach him, the coach, in the name of feeling happy for her and appreciating her, used to lift her and circle her around. While he used to lift her and carry her around, he used to insert his hands inside her skirt and grab my sister Shalu’s ass cheeks over her panties and circle her around. Murthy used to watch this regularly and feast his eyes watching my sister Shalu’s panties and her light skinned legs till her panties, started feeling jealous of her coach who was taking full advantage of my sister and feeling up her tender ass cheeks in her panties.
One day after my sister left home after practice, Murthy threatened the coach that he would kick him out of the village as he is the village chief, and told him to arrange for him to feel up my sister Shalu’s tender ass cheeks in her panties, just like the coach was feeling up. The very next day, during the practice, the coach made Murthy join him and told my sister that he was going to sponsor her training. My sister, who desperately wanted a sponsor as my dad was not supportive and discouraged her from sports, was happy that she got a sponsor in the name of Murthy and he was going to buy health drinks, take care of travel to cities, and other things. “Murthy Sir, Shalu is the best sprinter in the village, I am gonna show you how fast she is,” the coach said and looked at my sister, “Shalu, show us how fast you can run to Murthy Sir,” he said and asked my sister to come running towards them.
As my sister was getting ready to run towards them, “Sir, now you stand here and watch her legs and panties, and feast your eyes, and when she comes here insert your hands under her skirt and grab her ass cheeks over her panties and feel her tender ass cheeks up, but it look like you are lifting her and circling her around out of happiness and appreciating her,” the coach said. “Thanks coach, I have been waiting for this for so many days,” Murthy said. “Shalu, are you ready?” the coach screamed. “Yes, Coach,” my sister screamed, and was ready and set to run. The moment the coach blew the whistle, my sister started running faster and faster. Since she had to impress Murthy who had agreed to sponsor her, and to prove to him that she was worth sponsoring, my sister Shalu started running faster than ever, making her skirt fly well about her waist, revealing her entire light skinned legs and her black panties which she was wearing under her skirt. The way she was running looked like she was running with no skirt on, but just her black panties. “My God, such a tender little whore..!” Murthy exclaimed. “She is,” the coach said and laughed. “One day I am gonna have her coach,” Murthy said, as my sister Shalu neared him, and the moment she touched the finish line, Murthy who was readily waiting for my sister, just like the coach used to insert his hands inside my sister’s skirt and grab my sister’s ass cheeks over her panties and circle her around, Murthy inserted his hands under my sister’s skirt and grabbed my sister’s ass cheeks over her black panties and started circling her around.
“My God, she is an amazing sprinter, coach, I am definitely going to sponsor her,” Murthy said, letting my sister down, with his hands still on my sister’s ass cheeks over her panties and took them off reluctantly. “She is amazing in deed, Sir, but the problem is her stupid dad does not know what a wonderful Athelete she is,” the coach said. “Don’t blame him coach, my village people are uneducated, they don’t know about the importance of sports, but as the Village Chief I want you to train this girl and make her represent our country and win medals for India and make this small village in Tamil Nadu proud and world famous. I am ready to spend as much money as possible for her training, coach,” Murthy said. “Wow, this is all the sponsorship she wants. Shalu, your life is about to change now, touch Murthy sir’s feet and take his blessing dear,” as the coach said, my sister tried to touch Murthy’s feet and take blessings from him, “No Shalu, No, just a hug is enough,” Murthy said and started hugging my sister. Taking my teenage sister into complete embrace, “coach, if her father comes to know that Shalu is getting trained by you, he will stop her from training. Until Shalu becomes famous, we should train Shalu privately, okay?” Murthy said. “Sure, Sir,” the coach said and pulled my sister from Murthy as Murthy was taking advantage of my sister too much and was hugging her like he was going to take her and make love to her.
For the next couple of weeks, Murthy started coming to watch the training, and as usual waited for my sister to run towards him, and enjoyed inserting his hands under her skirt and grabbed her ass cheeks over her panties and and enjoyed feeling up my sister ass cheeks nicely and also enjoyed hugging my tender sister, and every now and then he used to kiss my sister’s cheeks, which she did not mind. The coach on the other hand started feeling jealous of Murthy as he was the one who had eyed my sister and was enjoying feeling up my sister’s ass cheeks over her panties. The coach told Murthy that he was going to take my sister to Madras (Now Chennai), for the sport registration, where she met Raman, and fell in love with him. She lied to our parents that she was going to study in Madras.
Meanwhile here in our village, Murthy had trapped my dad and was enjoying my mom, and slowly Murthy’s sons had joined the party and were enjoying kissing my mom’s lips. Even my sisters came to know about this, but were keeping this as a secret realising that our mom was sacrificing herself for our family. One day my elder sister Shalu came back along with Raman and introduced Raman to my parents. Since Raman was from a Rich family, my dad and mom immediately agreed for the wedding. Raman had lied to his parents that my dad was going to give 1 Kg Gold as dowry, in order to make his parents agree. Only on the day of the wedding, Raman’s parents came to know about this lie and were trying to stop the wedding and were quarrelling with my parents. My sister Shalu clearly knew that in order for her and Raman to get married, she had no other choice but to seek Murthy’s help and sent me to bring him to my sister’s dressing room.
As I went and brought Village Chief Murthy to my sister’s dressing room where Raman and my elder sister Shalu were there, my sister locked the door from inside and started holding Murthy’s legs and started crying and began begging him to help her. As Murthy asked what sort of help my sister and Raman were looking for, my sister started saying how much she and Raman love each other and told him about their lies, and in order for them to get married, she asked Murthy to help them with 1 Kg gold, and she will give it back after the wedding. In our entire village or even our district only the Murthy family had so much wealth.
Murthy all this while, who was enjoying inserting his hands under my sister’s skirt and feeling up her ass cheeks over her panties, so badly wanted to enjoy my sister, just like he was enjoying my mom. Murthy proposed a deal with my sister and Raman. He looked at my sister, “Shalu, you know I like you, right? You also know that I am the only person who can help you guys get married now, right?” Murthy said. “Yes, uncle, yes, please help us,” my sister Shalu begged. “For that I am going to offer you a deal, if you accept the offer, I will call my son and he will immediately bring 1 Kg gold and you will get married today. If you refuse my offer, your parents are going to fight further and they will never let you get married, and you will live the rest of your lives with guilt,” Murthy said.
“What is the deal you are going to offer us, Sir?” Raman asked desperately. “Yes, uncle, what is the deal you are offering us?” my sister Shalu asked. “In exchange for loaning you 1 Kg gold now, you should celebrate your First Night with me,” Murthy said. “Excuse me?!” Raman exclaimed. “Uncle, I didn’t get you?” my sister Shalu asked politely. “I am going to loan you 1 Kg gold immediately, and you get married now, but instead of your husband, I want to celebrate First Night with you,” Murthy said. “Sir, come on sir, please,” Raman begged. “That’s my offer, you can refuse my offer and stop the wedding and break up with each other, or else,” Murthy said and started to leave. “Sir, please have mercy,” as Raman begged again. “Be smart young man, if you don’t accept my offer, some other guy is going to marry Shalu and will sleep with her for the rest of her life. If you let me sleep with her just once, you will get to sleep with Shalu forever,” Murthy said, and started to leave.
“Uncle, wait,” my sister called. In an emotional tone, “Raman, what do you say my love? I am letting you decide now. If you want us to get married then you must let me have First Night with Murthy Uncle, or else our parents will fight more and stop the wedding and I will become somebody else’s wife,” my sister said. As Raman began walking back and forth, unable to make a decision, Murthy went near my sister, “Shalu, do you remember during your training? You have already let me insert my hands inside your skirt and feel up your ass cheeks; you have already let me hug you nicely; you have even let me kiss your cheeks, I think this should be easy for you,” Murthy whispered. “Yeah, Uncle, but he is my husband, he has to decide,” my sister whispered. “He is not your husband yet, he will become your husband only if I give 1 Kg, or else he will never be your husband,” Murthy whispered. “Shalu, what is he thinking so much? As if he has a choice. Let me stop the fight between your parents and arrange for the 1 Kg gold and make them proceed with your wedding, Shalu,” Murthy whispered. “Sure, I will try to convince him,” my sister whispered. “Meanwhile you prepare mentally for our First Night, Shalu, can’t wait to have you in bed,” Murthy whispered. “Sure uncle,” my sister whispered, and Murthy started leaving.
“Sir, why are you leaving?” Raman said. “I have to stop your parents from fighting first before things turn ugly and ruin the chances of you both getting married,” Murthy said and left the place. Murthy told his elder son Shiva to get 1 Kg Gold from his house, and went directly to the dressing room where our parents and Raman’s parents were quarrelling and took Raman’s parents separately and started talking to them. Meanwhile my dad went to my sister’s dressing room. As my mom was alone in the room, Shiva went inside and started consoling my mom. As my mom began telling Shiva that she wants my elder sister to be happy as she loves Raman and don’t want this wedding to be cancelled, and is immediately in need of 1 Kg Gold, “Don’t worry, I will go bring 1 Kg Gold from my house now and help you marry your daughter to Raman,” Shiva said, which my mom really happy. “Oh thank you so much Shiva, I will never forget this help, you have not just saved the embarrassment of getting our daughter’s wedding cancelled but also saved the lives of Shalu and Raman, Shiva, they both love each other so much,” my mom said.
“I don’t care if they love each other or not, I am not doing this for them, I am doing this for you,” Shiva said holding my mom’s waist, and as my mom smiled at him, “you know how much I love you, don’t you Sathya?” Shiva whispered with his lips close to my mom’s lips. “I know, Shiva,” as my mom whispered with a smile, “I going home to bring 1 Kg Gold for your daughter and proceed the wedding now, but in return for helping your daughter get married, you must let me fuck you, Sathya,” Shiva said. “Shiva..!!” as my mom exclaimed. “Please,” Shiva whispered. “Okay,” my mom said and hugged him. My mom clearly liked Shiva, not just because he was helping her a lot, but he was also a young and handsome guy, I guess. “Alright, without delay let me go get the Jewels for your daughter and make sure your daughter gets married to her lover,,” Shiva said and broke the hug and was about to leave. “Shiva..!” my mom called. As he turned around and looked at my mom, “thank you, Shiva,” my mom said with a smile, coming near my mom with a smile, “Sathya, are you offended when I call you by your name? Shall I call you “Sathya Aunty” ?” Shiva asked. “No, I like the way you called me by my name, Shiva, it makes me feel young,” my mom said with a smile. “Since I love you, when I call you by your name, it makes me feel that you are my girlfriend, and that’s what is making me do anything for you, Sathya,” Shiva said. “Awww… that’s so sweet of you, Shiva,” my mom whispered. “Alright… Alright… we are wasting time here, I have to bring the gold,” he said and as my mom smiled at him, “after the wedding, I get to lift your saree and petticoat and insert my hand inside your panties, okay? You promised,” Shiva said, winking at my mom. “You are such a naughty boy,” my mom said with a smile and pinched his cheeks with both her hands. He smiled at my mom and left the place.
Meanwhile at my sister’s dressing room, my dad was having an argument with Raman and my elder sister Shalu. “But did I tell you that I am going to give 1 Kg Gold as dowry? This bastard’s dad was calling me a liar,” my dad yelled at my elder sister showing his hand at Raman. “Dad, how dare you call my husband a bastard? What have you saved for my marriage and my younger sister Ammu’s marriage? Nothing. Who is going to marry your daughters who have nothing? Now, with your short temper, you are yelling at my husband, who put love above all and decided to marry me?” my elder sister Shalu started talking back to my dad. “He is not your husband, yet. His dad will not let you marry him if you don’t give me 1 Kg,” my dad said. “You need not worry about the 1 Kg Gold or about our wedding, it is all taken care of,” my sister said and looked aside. “How?” my dad asked. “We are borrowing 1 Kg Gold from Murthy Sir,” Raman said. “Hey … what do you know about Murthy Sir? He is worse than a snake. He is going to make you his slave if you don’t repay,” my dad said in an angry tone. “Uncle, relax, we are going to borrow the jewels from Murthy Sir and after a couple of days we are going to return all his jewels,” Raman said. “What if your stupid dad comes to know that you have returned all the jewels to Murthy?” my dad asked. “I am going to make an exact replica of them in imitation gold and keep them at home, and my parents will not know,” Raman said. “This will not work, and I am going to stay away from this. If you stupid dad tries to get mad at me, you should take up the responsibility, Raman,” my dad said. “Sure Uncle,” I will take care of the whole thing,” Raman said. “Dad you are just complicating things now, just go and take care of the marriage arrangements and attend to our guests,” my sister said. “I am not complicating things, you both have,” my dad said and left the place.
As soon as my dad left the place, Murthy entered inside, “why was your useless dad yelling at Raman?” Murthy asked my sister. “He has no right to yell at Raman. The poor guy had gone against his entire family to marry you, Shalu. Shouldn’t your dad show him some respect?” Murthy said. “Even I yelled at my dad for that, Uncle,” as my sister started saying, “Raman, I spoke to your parents and things are okay with them. I lied to them that Shalu’s dad has anger issues and was angry at them because he did not take his medications, and nothing else and he would definitely give the dowry of 1 Kg gold jewels. Now your parents are happy, but still they are waiting to see 1Kg gold jewels before you tie the knot around Shalu’s neck and make her your wife,” Murthy said. “Until my son comes here with 1 Kg gold, you go to your parents and keep them engaged, okay?” Murthy said. “Sure, Sir,” Raman said and left the place.
As Raman left the place, “Shalu, what is wrong with your dad? Looks like the idiot does not want you to get married to Raman. He was yelling at Raman’s parents and was threatening them that he would go to the Police and make them get arrested for Dowry Harassment. At one point Raman’s dad lost control and got up to cancel the wedding, but I calmed him down and took his parents separately and promised them that you have 1 Kg gold jewels and you are going to give them through your mother sometime and I have come here,” Murthy said. “Thank you so much, Uncle,” my sister said. “I am doing this only for you, Shalu, because I want you to marry your lover and lead a happy life,” Murthy said. “Thank you, uncle,” as my sister said. “Don’t worry about anything else, just be happy and focus on the wedding, okay?” Murthy said and smiled at my sister. As my sister smiled back, “and Shalu, about our First Night, come clean shaven down there okay? I am going to taste your pussy,” Murthy said, winking at my sister. “Uncle, are you sure you want to have First Night with me? I am worried about Raman,” as my sister said softly. “It's up to you, Shalu, if you don’t want to have your First Night with me, I will go ahead and cancel the wedding, and you can get married to some other guy and have guy and have First Night with him, and Raman can have First Night with some other girl,” as Murthy said. “Uncle, no, don’t stop the wedding, you can have First Night with me,” my sister exclaimed and wrapped her arms around Murthy and hugged him. “That’s my girl,” Murthy said and hugged my sister back. “Just for one night, right, it shouldn't be hard for you. Just think about all the wonderful nights you are going to spend with your husband, after our First Night” Murthy whispered, taking my sister into complete embrace. “Yeah, uncle,” my sister whispered, closing her eyes with her hands wrapped around his neck and letting her boobs nicely felt up by Murthy against his chest. As my sister and Murthy were hugging each other, Raman came inside, my sister broke the hug and there was complete silence.
Meanwhile, at the other changing room, Shiva had come with the jewels and was showing the entire 1 Kg gold jewels to my mom. My mom was totally spellbound looking at so much Gold, as she had never seen this much gold in her entire life. “All for your daughter, Sathya,” as Shiva said, “thank you so much, Shiva,” my mom said and hugged Shiva with her arms around his neck. “If only you were my wife, I would have showered with all the gold I have, Sathya,” he said and hugged my mom back. “We are lovers, which means I am half your wife right? Can I have half of this then?” my mom asked, smiling looking at Shiva, with her hands on his shoulder. “Shall I marry you, Sathya? So I can fuck you daily and get you pregnant?” Shiva asked, breaking the hug keeping all the gold inside the bag. “Like your Dad got me pregnant without even marrying me?” my mom asked, which Shiva did not hear properly.
“Sathya, I am going to give this to your daughter to wear. You must not tell anyone that I am helping you, okay? Especially your husband,” Shiva said. “Yeah, Shiva, my husband hates you, ever since he caught us kissing behind the temple, he has been hating you. He thinks you are like your dad and trying to take advantage of me for borrowing money from your dad. Don’t worry, I won’t tell my husband, and I will pretend I don’t know,” my mom said. “Alright, you go and be with your husband, meanwhile I will give this to your daughter through my younger brother Kumar,” Shiva said and sent my mom off and gave the suitcase full of jewels to his younger brother Kumar to give it to their dad Murthy.
As I followed Kumar, instead of going towards my elder sister Shalu’s dressing room where my elder sister Shalu, Raman, and Murthy were there, Kumar started taking the suitcase towards the terrace. As I followed Kumar to the terrace, to my shock, Kumar was hugging my second sister Ammu, who was in her saree, and kissing her lips passionately. To my shock, my beautiful heroine material sister Ammu was kissing this ugly bastard Kumar’s lips passionately. “Thank you so much, Kumar… thank you so much,” my sister Ammu said, hugging him tight. “One more kiss?,” as Kumar asked, “sure,” my sister Ammu said with tears filled eyes and started kissing Kumar’s lips passionately. I just could not believe that my sister Ammu was kissing another ugly guy.
The first ugly guy my sister Ammu kissed was her when a bunch of Cinema guys came to our village to shoot a song in our fields. My younger sister Ammu was a younger version of my mom, she was the cutest and most beautiful girl in our village. Girls in our village were jealous of my sister Ammu. Her friends even started telling her that she is a Heroine Material and she must be in the movies making name, money, and fame. After watching the Cinema shooting in our fields, and realising she was more beautiful than the heroine itself, she developed a confidence and interest to act in movies. She did not go to anyone looking for a chance, the director herself spotted her and approached her and asked if she was willing to act in his next movie as a heroine. Though she was confident and willing to act, the fear of getting yelled at by my dad made her deny the director’s offer.
The director, who had gone crazy after watching my beautiful sister, was desperate to cast in his next movie and approached our village chief Murthy to convince my sister Ammu to act in movies. Murthy, who was enjoying fucking my mom every month, and was enjoying feeling up my eldest sister Shalu’s ass cheeks over her panties by inserting his hands under her skirt and circling her around and hugging her daily, he set his eyes on my other sister Ammu as well. Since my elder sister Shalu was in Madras (Now Chennai), Murthy got an opportunity to enjoy a better girl and a more tender girl than my elder sister Shalu.
As the shooting was going on and our village people, including my mom and my second sister Ammu were watching the shooting, my mom and my second sister Ammu were watching all the royal treatment the Heroine of the movie was getting, with a bunch of people giving her Apple Juice, blowing her fans, applying makeup, wiping her sweat, etc. “Look how they are treating the Heroine, like a Queen or something. Our Ammu is more beautiful than that heroine,” one of our village ladies said to my mom. My mom was proud of my second sister Ammu, and looked at her and smiled, “she is right Ammu, you are more beautiful than her, if you become a Heroine even you will get all these royal treatment,” my mom said, indirectly checking if my sister was interested. “Mom, yesterday the director of the movie asked me if I wanted to act in his next movie as the Heroine, but I said No,” Ammu said. “Why?” my mom exclaimed. “Mom, dad will scold me,” my sister said innocently. “Come on Ammu, if you get to act in movies and become a big heroine, our financial problems will all be solved and you will be rich and famous. If this girl can become a heroine, you can become much more,” my mom said. “Mom, I really want to become a Heroine, like her, but I was afraid how to tell you and dad,” my sister said. “If I tell dad, he will scold me,” my sister said. “Ammu, forget about your dad, it is because of his stupidity we are suffering like this. Don’t worry, mommy will make your dreams come true,” she said and asked my sister to wait and went towards the director and introduced herself as Ammu’s mom. The director looked so happy to meet my mom and told my mom that he is busy shooting at the moment and asked us to meet him at Murthy’s farmhouse in the evening.
The Cinema people those days did not have a caravan facility in the villages, and they used to stay in the houses of the Panchayat leaders and Village chief’s houses. Our Village Chief Murthy had arranged his farmhouse for the director, the producer, and the Hero to stay. That farmhouse was the same farmhouse where Murthy was fucking my mom every month. My mom agreed to bring my sister Ammu to the Farmhouse in the evening. In the evening as my dad came home drunk, as usual, my mom, who used to quarrel with my dad, today spoke to him politely and made him sleep. Dressing my sister Ammu in a saree, my mom wore her saree and dressed up nicely, and telling me to take care of the house, my mom took my sister to Murthy’s farmhouse to meet the director, the producer and the Hero of the movie.
As I followed them to Murthy’s farmhouse, the director welcomed my mom and offered her and my sister Ammu to sit. Right opposite to them, sat the Hero and the producer, and the director sat next to them as well. As my sister Ammu was feeling shy and putting her head down, my mom was very excited to see the Hero of the movie sitting this close to her. She was a big fan of the Hero, and has watched all his movies in our village Tent theatre. The Hero looked very different in person, and looked as old as my dad. In the movies he had hair, now in person he looks bald, looks like he was using a wig while acting. As the Hero got up and shook my mom’s hand, my mom, out of excitement grabbed his hands with both her hands, “Sir, I am a huge fan of you, I have watched all your movies,” my mom said. “Oh, thank you so much… Mrs…??” as the Hero asked. “Sathya, Sir,” my mom said. “Yeah, Sathya.. Thank you Sathya,” the Hero said and introduced the producer to my mom. My mom did not shake his hand, but just said “Vanakkam Sir” and smiled at him, and he smiled and nodded his head. “Have a seat, Sathya, let's talk business here,” the director said and sat on the chair.
As my mom sat on the chair, “Sathya, we are shooting our next movie in 6 months, we were looking for a heroine, preferably a beautiful village girl, as this movie is a Village subject. Yesterday, I saw you daughter, and I immediately liked her, she has nice face, nice body, perfect for the Heroine character, but when I approached her, she refused to act in the movie,” as the director was saying, “No Sir, she is ready to act in your movie as the heroine,” my excited mom said. “Very Good,” as the director said and began talking to my mom, the Hero was ogling at my sister Ammu, though Ammu saw it, she was blushing. “Sathya, what is her name?” the Hero asked. “Ammu Sir,” my mom said. “Director Sir, I think I like Ammu very much, please go ahead and cast her in our movie,” the Hero said and looked at my sister, “Ammu, can you stand up for me, dear?” he said. As my sister was feeling shy, “come on Ammu, stand,” my mom said and my sister stood up. The Hero stood up as well, “wait here Ammu, I will go wear my wig and come,” he said softly and went inside the bedroom and came back wearing a wig, which made us recognize clearly. “Come Ammu,” the Hero said and held my sister’s hand and pulled her towards him, and put his arm around my sister and looked at the director, “how is our pair, director sir?” he asked. Clearly my sister looked like his daughter, but the director looked at my sister and the Hero together, “wow, wonderful pair Sir,” the director exclaimed. “Producer Sir, Ammu is perfect for me, please give her advance and book her for me,” the Hero said, holding my sister’s face. “Hero Sir, if you decide, then it is final to me,” the producer said and pulled out five thousand rupees, all 50 Rs bundles and placed them on the sofa and gave them to my mom as advance. Five thousand rupees in the 1980s was a huge amount and my mom could not believe that she had received so much money in advance to let my sister Ammu act in the movie. “Count them, Mrs. Sathya,” as the producer said, my mom began counting.
As my mom began counting the money, “Director Sir, look how flawless Ammu’s skin is,” the Hero said, drifting my sister’s pallu aside and revealing her waist and navel. My sister was clearly feeling shy and was trying to cover her navel. “Now do you believe that my selection is always the best, Hero Sir?” the director said. “I don’t know about other things, Director Sir, but Ammu’s selection is the best,” he said and turned my sister around and tried to hug her, but my sister was refusing to hug him. “Why is she refusing to hug him? If she will not hug him, how will she hug on the sets and romance him in the movie?” the producer asked, looking at the director and my mom. “No Producer sir, she will hug him, she is just feeling shy, isn’t it Sathya?” the director said and signalled my mom to tell my sister to hug the hero properly. “It's okay Ammu, hug him properly, it's all acting,” as my mom encouraged my sister, and as the Hero started hugging my sister, my sister started hugging him back. “Producer sir, you don’t have to be rude to her, she is new to acting that’s why she is feeling shy, isn’t it, Ammu?” the hero said. “Yeah Sir,” as my sister whispered. “See?” he said looking at the producer. My mom looked at the producer and smiled at him and continued counting the money.
As my mom continued counting the money, “my God, director sir, she is so perfect for me..!” the hero exclaimed and started hugging my sister nicely and began carrying her around hugging her. “Director Sir, I want you to give the best dress possible to Ammu, she has a great shape,” the Hero said and started placing his hands over my sister’s ass cheeks and began playing with my sister’s ass cheeks and my sister started moving her ass uneasily. “Ammu, get used to it, all Star heroines go through it,” the director said and my sister let the Hero feel up her ass cheeks. “How old are you, Ammu?” the Hero asked. “I am 18, Sir,” my sister said softly. “Oh My god…. 18 year old tender girl for me,” the hero said, hugging my sister tight.
Finished counting the notes, “it has five thousand rupees, Sir” my mom said looking at the producer. “Five thousand is too less for this beauty,” the hero said, placing his hands on my sister’s waist and looking into my sister’s eyes. “It's just the advance, Hero sir,” the director said. “Mrs. Sathya, how much remuneration are you expecting?” the producer asked my mom, and the Hero let my sister go and my sister went and sat next to my mom. “Sir, quite frankly I don’t know how much the heroines get paid. In fact I don’t know much about the film industry,” my mom said. “Mrs. Sathya, the top heroines make close to 1 Lakh for a movie, which includes for the photoshoot and promotion,” as the producer was talking to my mom, “why hasn’t our Cameraman Sir arrived yet?” the director asked. “Director Sir, he should be here soon with his camera,” the producer said. “Got to finish the photoshoot and send the ladies home, we can’t make them stay with us the whole night,” the director said. “Director Sir, Cameraman Sir will be coming now, let Producer Sir discuss the important stuff “the money” to Sathya,” the Hero said and winked at my mom and my mom started smiling. “Mrs. Sathya, the top heroines make close to 1 Lakh for a movie, which includes for the photoshoot and promotion. I know your daughter is beautiful and sexy, and will make name, fame, and money for herself in the industry, but as far as this movie is concerned, she is just a newbie and we can’t pay her as much as we pay the top heroines,” as the producer was saying, the Hero was looking at my sister’s lips and was ogling at her, looking at her waist in her saree, and was looking at her boobs over her saree. As my sister caught him looking at her boobs over her saree, he was signalling my sister to move her pallu aside and show her boobs in her blouse. My sister was blushing and nodding no.
“Sir, I am not sure how much to ask for, but if you pay us well, we will be happy and it will definitely help our family,” my mom said. “Mrs. Sathya, I am a professional, I have produced many movies, I am not paying you to help your family or anything, I am paying for your daughter’s acting. Since it is her first movie, I am going to pay her thirty thousand rupees,” as the producer said. “Wow…! I mean, sure sir, we will take the thirty thousand rupees,” my mom who has never seen thirty thousand rupees in her entire life exclaimed and agreed immediately and looked at my sister with a huge smile on her face, and my sister was happy as well and smiled at my mom. “Producer Sir, I like Ammu very much, and I think you should pay her extra,” the hero said. “Hero Sir, I know you like her, but there are not many scenes of her, she only comes for songs, comedy, romantic scenes, and the climax,” as the producer was saying, “that’s quite a number of scenes right? I mean without Ammu’s character the story is nothing, isn’t it?” the hero said and looked at the producer and looked at the director. “Director sir, have you told the one line to Sathya or Ammu?” the Hero asked. “No Hero Sir,” as the director said. “Then tell them now,” the hero said. “Sure,” the director said.
“Mrs. Sathya, the story goes like this; in a remote village in Tamil Nadu, there lives a Zamindar called Ramalingam. After the demise of his elder brother, the lustful Zamindar, without even thinking that Janany was his elder brother’s only daughter and is like his own daughter, plans to keep Janany as his sex slave, locked up in his house forever. As Janany overhears his plan, she plans to escape from the house. As a part of her plan, she complains of chest pain and asks the Zamindar to take her to the doctor, so that she can escape from the clinic. The Zamindar who was in no mood to let Janany out of the house, brings the doctor home to check on Janany.
When the doctor Dr. Prabhakar (the hero, which is played by our Hero himself), comes to check on Janany, she tells him about her ruthless uncle’s plans and begs Prabhakar to help save her. Prabhakar takes Janany and tries to escape from the house in a Jawa Bike, and the Zamindar’s men start chasing them in their Horse-carriages. As the hero and heroine try to escape through the forest on the bike as fast as they could, the Zamindar’s men come dangerously close to them and all of a sudden they all stop. As the hero and heroine start to think that they escaped, to their horror they encounter a waterfall and their bike plunges into the waterfall.
As the hero saves the heroine and spends the night in the forest with the campfire, they fall in love with each other. As they try to escape from the forest by walking, Zamindar’s men catch them. As Zamindar’s men tie up the hero, Zamindar tries to rape the heroine, and she starts protesting. As the hero began shouting a the Zamindar who was trying to rape the heroine, the Zamindar’s men start beating up the helpless hero. As the Zamindar tells his men to kill the hero and throw him off the cliff, the heroine starts begging the Zamindar to let the hero go. As Zamindar’s men try to kill the Hero, the Heroine who is in love with the Hero, does a sacrifice to save her lover’s life. She tells the Zamindar if he let's the Hero go, she will be his sex slave for the rest of her life in his house.
The Zamindar agrees and tells his men to set the Hero free, and starts taking the Heroine home. While leaving along with the Zamindar with tears all over her cheeks, and watching the Hero being set free, the Zamindar signals his men to kill the hero. As the Zamindar takes the Heroine home and tries to sleep with her, the Hero fights the Zamindar’s men and comes to the Zamindar’s house and fights the Zamindar and saves the Heroine from the Zamindar. The End,” as the Director finished narrating, the hero began clapping his hands and so did the producer. “Just love the story, Director Sir, perfect for a superhit Mass Tamil movie,” the hero said and looked at the producer, “I am 100% sure this will be a superhit movie and people involved in this movie are going to make good money and name for themselves,” the producer said. “Including you Ammu, you are going to make good money and a name for yourselves,” the Hero said. “Thank you, Sir,” my sister said and blushed. “There are a lot of romantic scenes, Ammu, we will practise them daily okay?” as the Hero was saying, “Hero sir, you can practise those scenes with Ammu here, not during the shooting of our current movie,” the director said. “How many days of shooting are pending in our current movie?” the hero asked the director. “One more week, Hero sir,” the director said. “Today is enough for me to practise, director sir,” the hero said and looked at my mom. “Sathya, in just 1 hour will practise all the romantic scenes, okay?” the hero said, looking at my mom. “Sure, Sir,” as my mom said, my sister was feeling a bit hesitant. “There are a lot of kissing scenes, and I have to kiss Ammu and practise with her,” the hero said. My sister whispered something into my mom’s ear, “excuse me gentlemen..!” my mom said and took my sister out.
“Why are you telling her so openly? What if she leaves home and never comes back?” the director said. “She will come,” the Hero said, winking at the director. “What if she finds out that we have already packed our things and will be leaving in the morning? And all this drama is only to have fun with Ammu?” as the producer was asking, “And Sathya,” the Hero said. “What? Her mom Sathya as well?” the director exclaimed. Meanwhile, outside my mom and my sister Ammu were having a discussion, “mom, how can I come daily here for romantic scenes practice? I will feel so uncomfortable,” my sister said. “Ammu, the practice is important so that you get used to it and feel comfortable during the shooting,” my mom said. “And kissing scenes too mom,” my sister exclaimed. “Kissing is all acting, Ammu, if you practise well you won’t struggle during shooting. Besides, if you want to be a Heroine, you must have to do all these things,” as my mom was saying, another man started entering inside.
“Sathya?!” the hero called from inside. As my mom and my sister entered inside, this is our movie cameraman, “Cameraman sir, this is Sathya,” as the hero started introducing my mom and was about to introduce my sister, “wow, such a homely face and a sexy physique, perfect village beauty, perfect to be your heroine, Hero Sir,” the Cameraman exclaimed and held my mom’s face softly with his right hand and looked at my mom’s lips, “mmmmmmmm nice natural lips, she has,” the cameraman said and looked at my mom’s boobs over her saree, and took his hands off my mom’s face and placed it over her waist, and turned my mom around and looked at my mom’s ass over her saree. “Book her immediately, Producer sir, she will be a perfect heroine for the story,” as the cameraman said, everybody started laughing, including my mom. “What happened? Why are you all laughing?” the Cameraman asked. “Cameraman sir, she is not the heroine we selected, she is Heroine’s mom,” the director said and laughed. “Then who is the heroine?” the cameraman asked. “This is the heroine, her name is Ammu,” the hero said, going behind my sister and putting his arm around her shoulder. “She is the heroine? You gotta be kidding me, she looks like his daughter,” the cameraman said. “No, Ammu is perfect for me,” the hero exclaimed and hugged my sister from behind. “I think Sathya is perfect for you, Hero sir. She has a great body, nice boobs, nice ass, nice waist, and she will be just perfect for you to romance,” as the cameraman was saying, my mom was blushing and at the same time feeling proud of herself. “No, I want to act with Ammu only,” the hero said adamantly like a child.
“Director sir, it's your call ultimately because you are the one who has to decide,” the cameraman said and started adjusting his camera. “Cameraman sir, thank you for your suggestion, I respect your opinion. Hero Sir likes Ammu more than anything, he so badly wants to romance Ammu, what can I do?” the director said. “Camera man sir, let him enjoy romancing Ammu, ultimately we have to make this movie a success,” the producer said. “Alright, I will go with the majority, but personally if you ask me, if I was the Hero and I had to choose my heroine, I would have clearly chosen this Hottie enjoyed romancing her,” the cameraman said looking at my mom, and my mom was blushing.
As the director, the producer, and the hero were talking about something among themself and my sister was listening to them, “thanks for the compliment Cameraman Sir, it's my daughter’s dream to become a heroine not mine, so I must let her act as his pair,” my mom said. “I understand, Sathya, but make yourself available for my next movie, in which I am acting as a Hero,” as the Cameraman began saying and started taking my mom outside, “Sir, I am married and I can’t act in movies,” my mom said.
As the cameraman took my mom completely outside, and the producer and the director were discussing something serious, the hero turned my sister towards him and was freely hugging my sister, and to my shock, my sister was freely hugging the hero back, “no matter who says, Ammu is my heroine, director Sir,” the hero said and began kissing my sister’s cheeks. “Thank you sir, my friends are gonna be so jealous of me,” my sister said. “I am gonna make you a huge star, Ammu, I am gonna introduce you to all my Hero friends in other film industries as well and romance you as well and make you famous all over India and filthy rich, and that will make not just your friends jealous, but also your relatives,” the Hero said and began roaming his hands all over my sister’s ass cheeks over her saree. “Mmmmm… Sir, that’s all I want sir, my dad is going through financial problems and if I become rich I will save my family,” my sister said. “Don’t worry, I will help you okay? I will help you okay?” the horny Hero began kissing my sister’s lips and my sister began kissing his lips back. “Just give yourself to me, Ammu, I will give everything you ask for,” the hero began moaning and was about to remove my sister’s pallu, the producer called the hero and they started having a meeting, and my sister sat on the sofa wiping her hero’s saliva off her lips.
Meanwhile, outside, the cameraman was holding my mom’s hands, “shall I talk to your husband about you acting in my movie?” the cameraman said. “If you can convince him, I can act with you Sir,” my mom whispered. “Sathya, I have 10 to 15 movies to act back to back as hero, and if you act as my heroine in all the 10 to 15 movies, you will earn more than 10 Lakhs,” as the cameraman was saying, “Sir, that will help me get out of all the trouble and escape from the clutches of a Moneylender whom are trapped under,” my mom said. “You will come out of that Moneylender’s trap, don’t sorry Sathya, I will convince your husband tomorrow. But let's not tell your husband that all our movies are romantic movies where we get to have a lot of first night scenes and kissing scenes okay?” the cameraman said. “Sure, sir,” my mom said. “Meanwhile don’t put on weight okay? This body is perfect for me to romance. Keep your lips always ready to get kissed okay? I would love to kiss your lips anytime I feel like,” as the cameraman said, my mom started blushing. As my mom was blushing, “don’t feel shy, Sathya, you are Heroine now, you should realise that kissing is also part of our profession,” the cameraman said. “Yeah, Sir,” I understand sir,” my mom nodded.
“Sathya, I will tell the producer to pay you 1 Lakh, please come and collect it from him okay?” the cameraman asked. “Sir?!” my mom exclaimed. “It's an advance, for acting with me in my movies as my heroine, Sathya. In a matter of 2 to 3 years, you would have finished acting in all my movies and earned more than 10 Lakhs and repaid the money lender’s money and got your family out of this trap and live your life peacefully,” the cameraman said. “My God, that’s all I want in life Sir, you are truly God sent, Sir, thank you very much Sir, I am speechless now. We will be free in 2 to 3 years, Sir,” my mom started getting emotional. “Wait, why wait for 2 to 3 years, as soon as I start my movie, I will pay you 10 Lakhs in advance, and you take that money and throw it on that Moneylender’s face and save your family from him,” the cameraman said. “Sir, you are so generous, you are making me go speechless,” my mom said. “Yeah, Sathya, only if you repay back that money to the moneylender, you will be free and act with me with a lot of freedom,” the cameraman said. “Certainly Sir. Only if I repay the moneylender and get out of his trap, I can act in movies peacefully with you” my mom said.
“Right, by tomorrow shall we meet the moneylender and pay him all the money you owe him?” the cameraman said. “Sir, I can’t believe this is happening, is it a dream?” my mom exclaimed. “It is not a dream, Sathya, you and your family are going to be free from tomorrow,” as the cameraman exclaimed. “How am I going to thank you, Sir?” my mom exclaimed emotionally. “Thank me by performing well in my movies and making all my movies superhit,” the cameraman said with a smile. “Sure, Sir,” as my mom said with a huge smile. “Go inside and get a Chatai mat and bring it to the terrace, we will practice some romantic scenes there,” the cameraman said. My mom started blushing and went inside. As my mom went inside and picked up a Chatai mat, “mom,” my sister called and went near my mom with a huge smile. “Yes Ammu,” as my mom smiled. “Mom, they are going to give me 1 Lakh rupees as advance tomorrow, they have booked me for the next 5 movies already,” my sister exclaimed. “All our problems are going to get solved, mom. After these 5 movies, I am gonna get all the 10 Lakhs and throw on that b@stard Murthy’s face and save our family mom,” my sister said. “There is another good news from my end, I will tell you later,” my mom said with a huge smile on her face. “We are going to enact some of the important movie scenes here, mom, the Zamindar character guy is going to come now,” my sister said. “Wow..!” as my mom exclaimed. “Mom, promise me you won’t watch me act now, because if you watch me I will get nervous,” my sister said. “I promise I won’t watch anything, I will be on the terrace talking to the Cameraman, okay?” as my mom said. “Oh thank you so much mom,” my sister said and my mom kissed my sister’s cheek, “all the best, perform well,” my mom said and took the Chatai mat and went to the terrace.
As I quietly followed my mom and went to the terrace, the cameraman was waiting for my mom. As soon as he saw my mom, “thought you will not come,” he said and smiled at my mom. “Come on, Sir,” my mom said with a smile and spread the Chatai mat on the floor. “Sathya, I just love your village, look how peaceful it is,” the cameraman said, getting close to my mom. “It is beautiful sir,” my mom said with a smile. “The women in this village are so beautiful, just couldn’t prevent myself from falling in love with them, Sathya,” as the cameraman said, my mom smiled at him. “Out of all the women here, you are my favourite, Sathya,” the cameraman said and held my mom’s hand and pulled her close to him and grabbed my mom’s waist and smiled at my mom. My mom was blushing and smiling at the cameraman. “Sathya, we will practise romantic scenes starting from kissing each other’s lips, and then proceed slowly with removing your saree and other things okay?” the cameraman said. Before my mom could even finish saying “okay, sir,” the cameraman started kissing my mom’s lips. As my mom was taken by surprise, she was taking time to kiss his lips back, “now Sathya, you must kiss my lips back passionately, like you are kissing your husband’s lips okay? Because you are my wife in the movie,” the cameraman said, pausing the kiss for a while. “Okay sir,” my mom said and this time when the cameraman held my mom’s waist and started kissing my mom’s lips, my mom started kissing his lips back passionately. “Is this okay, Sir?” my mom asked, breaking the kiss and smiling at the cameraman. She was clearly horny, “just perfect, Sathya, loving you already,” the cameraman said and started kissing my mom’s lips again and my mom was holding his face and was kissing his lips as passionately as she could and he was enjoying it. “My God…!! What a kisser you are, Sathya?!” as the cameraman exclaimed pausing the kiss, my mom was smiling at his licking all his saliva which were on her lips. “You like it, Sir?” my mom whispered with a horny smile, “Mmmmm… I love it,” the cameraman moaned and started kissing my mom’s lips and my mom, to prove that she is the best kisser, started kissing his lips back as passionately as she could and at the same time offering her lips nicely to the cameraman to get sucking and kissed nicely. While the cameraman was sucking and kissing my mom’s lips, his saliva started dripping all over his mouth, and my dirty mom was kissing his lips and sucking all his saliva.
“Wow..!!” the cameraman exclaimed and broke the kiss. “This is great, Sathya, you are a good wife to me,” the cameraman said and smiled at my mom and started removing his shirt. “Sathya, remove your saree for me, or shall I remove your saree?” the cameraman asked, removing his shirt completely. “As you wish, sir,” my mom said. “You remove your saree from me, Sathya, next time I will remove,” he said and my mom started removing her yellow saree watching and enjoying the cameraman drooling all over her body. As my mom removed her yellow saree completely and placed it on the Chatai mat and stood only in her yellow blouse and white color panties. “My God, look at you… Oh my God,” the cameraman was exclaiming and was circling my mom, roaming his hands all over my mom’s waist, ass cheeks, and resting them over my mom’s boobs over her yellow blouse. “Wearing your bra inside, Sathya?” he asked. “Yes, Sir,” as my mom said, “now I am gonna remove my wife’s blouse,” the cameraman said and started unhooking my mom’s yellow blouse, revealing her white colour bra she was wearing inside. As the cameraman removed my mom’s yellow blouse off and threw my mom’s blouse on top of her saree, he immediately started kissing and sucking my mom’s neck, with his hands over my mom’s waist. “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” as my mom started biting her lower lips and moaning, the cameraman took his hands off my mom’s waist and grabbed my mom’s white bra from the front and pulled them up making my mom’s boobs jiggle out and placing his hands over my mom’s waist again, he started sucking my mom’s boobs one after the other. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” my horny mom was moaning watching his lips suck her boobs. “Look how my husband is enjoying sucking my boobs,” my mom said with a horny smile. “My God, what an amazing taste your boobs have, Sathya, mmmmmmm,” he moaned and continued sucking my mom’s boobs, “mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” my mom was moaning and brushing the cameraman’s hair and began putting her hands behind and started removing her bra hooks and removed her white bra off completely and threw it on her yellow saree and blouse. Taking his mouth off my mom’s boobs, going a step back, and looking at my mom’s my mom who was only in her white petticoat, and looked at my mom’s boobs, “my god, you are so perfect, Sathya,” the cameraman exclaimed and started wrapped his arms around my mom’s waist and started hugging my mom and my mom wrapped her arms around his neck and started hugging the cameraman back crushing her boobs against his chest. For a moment the cameraman could not believe his luck that he was getting to romance a beauty like my mom and started hugging and carrying my mom all over the terrace, like a crazy man. My mom was clearly enjoying the way he was crazy about her.
As the cameraman started placing his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks on top of her white petticoat and looked into my mom’s eyes. “Sathya, you must stand in front of the mirror and practice a lot of expressions,” the cameraman said. “Sure Sir,” my mom nodded. “Don’t kiss your husband okay? It will change the kissing style between you and me,” the cameraman said. “I won’t sir, don’t worry,” my mom said. “When it comes to kissing, always think about me, okay? Your lips are only for me until our we are done with our movies,” the cameraman said feeling up my mom’s ass and feeling up my mom’s pantyline over her white petticoat. “Sir, do we kiss on the lips on screen?” my mom asked. “Definitely No, because our censor will give A certificate if we do that. We are kissing off screen so that we get used to each other and have a good chemistry, Sathya. Like the chemistry we are having already,” he said and with his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks on top of her white petticoat, the cameraman began sucking my mom’s boobs. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm,” as my mom began moaning. “I just love the chemistry between us already, Sathya,” the cameraman said and continued sucking my mom’s other boobs. “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm,” my mom continued to moan, holding his face and watching his mouth sucking her boobs. “We should be a great pair on screen, Sathya” the cameraman said taking his hands off my mom’s ass cheeks over her white petticoat and started grabbing both my mom’s boobs. “We will be, Sir, mmmmm” my mom moaned. “Everybody in the industry should be jealous of our pair, Sathya,” the cameraman said. “Mmmmmmmmmm,” as my mom moaned, “to bring out the best out of us, you should like me, Sathya… like me a lot..,” the cameraman said, playing with my mom’s boobs. “Mmmmmmmmmm I like you Sir, I like you a lot, that’s why I am with you like this,” my mom moaned. “Not enough, Sathya, you should be crazy about me. Everytime you see me, you must get excited, your mouth should water, and your pussy should get wet,” the cameraman said and began sucking my mom’s boobs. “Sure Sir, mmmmm,” my mom said and held the cameraman’s face. Taking his mouth off my mom’s boobs, and looking at my mom from head to toe, “I am already liking you, Sathya; I am already crazy about you; I am already excited for you and even having a boner inside my pants,” he said and started removing his pants completely and was having a huge boner. “This is the kind of excitement I am expecting from you, Sathya,” the cameraman said, standing naked with her erect cock. “Are you liking me like I am liking you already? Are you crazy about me like I am crazy about you already? Are you excited for me like I am excited for you and having a boner already?” the cameraman asked. “I am sir,” as my mom whispered, the cameraman held my mom’s right hand and made her hold his erect cock. “You should love me, Sathya, okay?” the cameraman said. Stroking his cock, “I like you already Sir, and I am gonna love you as much as you love me. Don’t worry about our movies, we are going to have great chemistry, we will be the best onscreen couple Sir,” my mom said. “Mmmmmm… thank you Sathya, thank you for the commitment for your role,” he said and started grabbing my mom’s hair from behind with his left hand and began kissing my mom’s lips, and my mom began kissing his lips back stroking his cock with her right hand.
“My God, the more I kiss your lips, the sweeter your lips are getting, Sathya,” he said looking at my mom with a smile. My mom smiled back, biting her lower lips and this time she herself pulled his face close to her lips with her left hand, “enjoy yourself,” she said and started kissing his lips and stroking his cock with her right hand. “Sathya, I am too excited now, can you remove your panties for me?” he asked, breaking the kiss and forcibly taking my mom’s hand off his cock which was stroking his cock a little too much. “I am feeling a bit shy to remove my panties for you, that I have to be honest, but I like you Sir, I will do anything for you, and I am gonna remove my panties for you,” my mom said and started lifting her white petticoat and began inserting her hands inside and started grabbing her coffee brown panties and began removing her panties. The moment my mom got off her panties and try to to throw her panties over her yellow saree, yellow blouse, and white bra, the cameraman took it from her hand, and started sniffing my mom’s panties, “sir, it's dirty, throw it away,” as my mom whispered and tried to grab her panties from him. “Mmmmmm….. It's wet, Sathya..!! Your panties are wet.. You were not lying when you told me you like me very much, or else your pussy wouldn’t have gotten wet like this,” the cameraman said and looked at my mom, “thank you so much, Sathya,” he said and started hugging my mom. “I don’t lie, sir,” my mom exclaimed and started hugging him back with her arms around his neck. “Mmmmmmm…. I like you so much, Sir,” my mom moaned and began kissing his cheek and ear. “Mmmmmmm…. Let's do it, Sathya,” the cameraman said and carried my mom and placed her gently on the Chatai mat with her head resting on her yellow saree.
As the cameraman slept next to my mom and started inserting his hand under my mom’s white petticoat and started taking his hand all the way above her knees and thighs, “help… Save me…!” we could hear my sister screaming. “It's your daughter, Sathya, let’s go save her,” as the cameraman tried to get up, “relax sir,” my mom exclaimed and slept on top of him, and holding his face, “they are practising Sir, Zamindar character guy must be here and they were practising with him, and that why she is screaming,” as my mom began saying we could all of them laughing now. “See… they are practising. She requested me not to watch her practice as she would feel shy and can’t act well,” my mom said. “Well, let's not disturb them and let's enjoy ourselves here,” he said and started hugging my mom who was sleeping on top of him, and began kissing my mom’s lips. “Mmmmmm….” my mom moaned and started kissing his lips back. As the cameraman began rolling over and making my mom go under him, slept on top of my mom, he began lifting my mom’s white petticoat all the way up about her waist and started inserting his cock inside my mom’s pussy and began making love to my mom.
Meanwhile I decided to check on my sister and went down and when I looked through the bedroom window, to my shock the producer was making love to the current movie heroine, and her mom was naked kissing her producer’s lips and telling him not to cast her daughter in his next movie instead of my sister Ammu. When I went towards the living room window to check on my sister Ammu, to my shock our Village chief Murthy was already here and my sister Ammu was standing only in her pink petticoat and pink blouse which was totally soaked in her sweat. “Ammu, focus … focus… focus…. The Zamindar is about to kill your lover, and you are trying to strike a deal with him so that you can save the life of your lover,” the director said. “Sir, this sound is distracting me,” my sister whispered pointing at the bedroom where the producer was fucking the current heroine and her mom was kissing his lips and brainwashing him.
The Hero got off the chair and went towards my sister Ammu and held her face, “Ammu, please focus on the scene, the current heroine and her mom are trying to keep the producer under their control. If you don’t focus on the scene now and give a clean performance, the director will lose interest in you and the producer will make the current heroine act in the next movie, and you will lose the chance of making money and getting out of all your troubles,” the hero said. “I know Sir, but their moaning is distracting me, please help me,” my sister said. “Okay, I will help you, Ammu,” he hero said and started hugging my sister who was only in her pink petticoat and sweat soaked pink blouse, with the white bra she was wearing inside can see through, “director Sir, my girl is feeling uncomfortable to act in his place, why can’t we move to other place?” the hero asked. “What is this, hero Sir?! Tomorrow she will say she is uncomfortable acting in the forest and tell us to move to some 5 Star Hotel, and we all should move to the 5 Star Hotel for her convenience? It is better we go with the Current heroine herself, she never complains about the shooting spot,” the director said in an angry tone.
Murthy who was watching my sister Ammu helplessly getting hugged by the Hero only in her pink blouse and pink petticoat, and getting yelled at by the director, and was ogling at her. Clearly he was in the mood to have her today, I could clearly see lust in his eyes for my cute sister Ammu. “Mr. Director, there is another farmhouse right next to this one, if Ammu is not comfortable here, why don’t we take Ammu there and have fun, I mean have practice there?” the Village Chief Murthy said. “I am the director here, you are just an actor who is doing the Zamindar role, don’t tell me to change my location,” the director yelled at Murthy. Murthy, who usually never let's anyone yell at him, was controlling himself as his only intention was to have fun with my sister Ammu. “Shall we go to the adjacent farmhouse, Ammu?” the hero asked my sister. “Let's go there sir,” my sister said. “Director Sir, please let's go to the adjacent farmhouse,” the hero requested. “Ammu, if we go there and again you start complaining that you are uncomfortable there as well, then you are out of the project,” the director said. “I won’t complain sir, I promise,” my sister said. “Zamindar Ramalingam, go open the adjacent farmhouse, we will join you,” the director said, mentioning Murthy’s character and sending him to open the adjacent farmhouse. “Shall we go now, Hero sir?” the director asked. “Okay,” as the hero said, my sister started picking up her saree and started wearing her saree. “Ammu don’t wear your saree,” the director said and looked at the hero. “Hero sir, when you and Ammu jump into the waterfall, Ammu drowns into the water and gets unconscious, and you save her and carry her over the shoulders and take her to the land and place her on the grass. I am going to show you how to carry Ammu over the shoulder, just watch me,” he said and called my sister towards him. As my sister went towards him holding her saree in hand, “hero sir, hold this,” he said and took the saree from her and gave it to the Hero. “Ammu, I am going to carry you over my shoulder. You are unconscious, so you must not move okay?” the director said. “Sure sir,” my sister agreed. “Alright, ready?” the director said and started carrying my sister over his right shoulder placing his right hand over my sister’s ass cheeks. “Hero sir, watch this, you must carry Ammu like this, with your right hand over Ammu’s ass cheeks, he started carrying her to the adjacent farmhouse, in which Murthy was already ready with the door open. That farmhouse was the exact replica of the other one. As soon as he entered inside, as my sister was hoping that the director would drop her down, “Hero sir, while carrying Ammu over her shoulder, you should pinch Ammu’s ass cheek and slap her ass cheeks trying to wake her up from unconsciousness, okay?” the director said. With my sister still over his right shoulder, “And, Ammu, you are are still unconscious so no matter how much the Hero pinches you or slaps you here,” he said, placing both hands over my sister’s ass cheeks, “you should not wake up from unconsciousness, okay?” the director said. “Okay, Sir,” my sister Ammu said. “And Hero Sir, don’t pinch Ammu’s ass cheeks too much okay, it will hurt and she will start moving and ruin the scene, okay? Just place your hand softly over Ammu’s ass cheek like this and pinch gently,” the director said and placed his right hand over my sister’s left ass cheek and grabbed her left ass cheek fully and when the director squeezed her left ass cheek with force, three of his fingers went between my sister’s ass crack, “mmmmm,” she moaned and moved uncomfortably. “You see that, Hero Sir? Don’t take your hand between her asscrack, she will start moving uncomfortably like she moved just now. And don’t slap Ammu’s ass cheeks hard, as well, slap gently like this,,” the director said, slapped my sister’s ass hard and her ass cheeks started jiggling, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,” my sister screamed. “Sorry, Ammu,” the director said and slapped her ass cheeks once again, but this time softly, “like this Hero sir, got it?” he said looking at the hero. “Okay, Sir,” as the hero said. “And you will carry Ammu further and place her on the grass, and start sucking the water off her mouth,” the director said and started carrying my sister all the way inside the bedroom, and placed her on the bed and slept on top of my sister and started kissing my sister’s lips in the name of sucking the water off her. “Ammu, don’t move your lips, you are unconscious, just be still,” the director said and was sleeping on top of my sister who was only in her pink blouse and pink petticoat, and began kissing my sister’s lips. The Hero and Murthy were watching the director kiss my sister’s lips and were scratching the cocks over the dress as they were all turned on and were ready to enjoy my sister. In between the kiss, the director started pausing and began spitting aside, acting as if he was sucking water out of my drowned sister’s mouth. “Ammu, you should wake up now and start coughing, and wake up and hug me and start crying,” he said and got off my sister.
Just like the director instructed, my sister woke up and started coughing and got out of the bed and started hugging the director, though the director hugged my sister back and felt her boobs against his chest placing his hands over her waist. “Once again, Ammu. Go to the bed, just wake up slowly and start coughing and then open your eyes and realise that I have saved your life and get emotional and hug me. Hug me like you are thanking me for saving your life and start crying,” the director said. This time my sister did exactly that. She got off the bed hugged the director tight and started crying. Hugging my sister back and feeling her up completely against his chest, “amazing performance, Ammu,” the director said and started clapping his hands and even the hero started clapping his hands, “superb performance, Ammu,” the hero said. This made my sister happy and feel proud of herself. “Ammu, after you hug the Hero, the hero who sees you wet in the water without your saree and your blouse and petticoat wet, he gets horny, and starts kissing your lips, and you kiss his lips back for saving your life, and after that we move to the Duet Song, got it?” the director said. “Got it, Sir,” my sister said. “Now come and hug me, like you just hugged, and I will kiss your lips and show you and the hero how to do it. Hero sir, watch this carefully,” he signalled my sister to hug him and as my sister hugged the director with her arms around his neck, the director started hugging my sister back. “Come here and watch me Hero Sir,” he said and as the hero went near them, “the heroine is hugging you to thank you for saving her life, but you while carrying her out of water and notice her saree had washed away in the river, and she is only in her wet blouse and wet petticoat, and you get horny, and while placing her on the grass and sucking water off her mouth, you get more horny and now when she is hugging you in her wet blouse and wet petticoat, you lose control and start kissing her lips like this,” the director said and started kissing my sister’s lips. “Ammu, you must kiss my lips back, as I have saved your life and you have already made up your mind that I am the love of your life, and kiss my lips back confirming your love for me, okay?” he said and started kissing my sister’s lips and my sister began kissing the director’s lips back. The director had gotten so horny kissing my sister’s lips that he was sucking and biting her lips and was feeling up her ass cheeks over her petticoat fully and enjoying himself. The director got excited and brought his hands towards the front and grabbed my sister’s boobs over her pink blouse, “my God..!” Murthy exclaimed as he could not control himself.
Taking his hands off my sister’s boobs over her blouse, “Zamindar go wait in the living room, you are spoiling our mood,” the director said and sent Murthy to the living room. Though Murthy went to the living room, he was watching them through the door gap. “Alright, hero sir, did you observe the whole thing and understood the scene?” the director asked, looking at the Hero. “Yes Director Sir,” as the Hero said. “Now do exactly what I showed you, and you must do it better than me,” the director said. The hero took my sister near the door and from there he started carrying my sister over his right shoulder, he placed his right hand over my sister’s left ass cheek and a couple of his fingers went between my sister’s asscrack. “Hero Sir, I have told you not to insert your fingers between her ass crack,” as the director said, “she is not moving uncomfortably, Sir, don’t worry,” the hero said. “Ammu are you feeling uncomfortable? Shall I take his finger from your asscrack?” the director asked my sister. “It's okay sir,” my sister whispered. “She is managing, Hero sir, but make sure you don’t touch her asshole or pussy,” the director said and let the hero feel my sister’s ass crack. “Ammu are you comfortable? I think he is touching your pussy, or is it your asshole?” the director asked. “Butthole, sir, it's okay let's proceed,” my embarrassed sister said. “Director sir, just don’t worry about us, me and Ammu have a great chemistry between us,” the hero said and started carrying my sister towards th bed and placed her on the bed and slept on top of my sister and whispered something into my sister’s ear and began kissing my sister’s lips and my sister hugged the hero back and began kissing her lips back. “Cut it… Cut it… Cut it…!” the director exclaimed and went near them. “Ammu, you are unconscious, you are not supposed to kiss his lips back,” the director said. Sleeping on top of my sister, “Director sir, let me romance Ammu a bit and make her horny, so that we will have more chemistry between us,” the hero said and both the hero and my sister smiled at the director. “Guys please, you can romance shortly after this shot, where Ammu wakes up and coughs and hugs you and you get horny and begin kissing her lips,” the director said. “Sir, we will listen to the director sir,” my sister whispered. “You think so?” the hero asked. “Yeah, we can romance after that,” my sister said, smiling at the hero. “Alright, if you say so, I will listen instantly,” the hero said and got off her.
“Thanks Ammu,” the director said and my sister smiled at the director. “Alright ready?” he asked. “Ready sir,” my sister said and woke up and started coughing, and when she stood up, she looked at the hero and started hugging the Hero and the Hero started kissing my sister’s lips and my sister started kissing the Hero’s lips back. “Perfect pair, perfect acting,” the director said and started clapping his hands. Breaking the kiss, my sister and the hero began looking at the director and started smiling and looked at each other and started smiling. “She is amazing isn’t she, director sir?” the hero said. “She was amazing indeed,” as the director said, my sister was smiling and blushing and was feeling so proud of herself. This scene is perfect, the hero kisses the heroine and conveys his love to her and the heroine confirms her love for him by kissing his lips back, and we move into the Love Song sequence. And you guys were brilliant,” the director said. “Thanks to Ammu’s acting skills,” the hero said. “She is a natural born actress, she is going to make big in the industry,” the director said. My sister was smiling and feeling proud of herself, “thank you sir,” she said blushing.
“And now you guys can romance each other and practice. Because after this scene we are going to move to the more romantic part, where in the Song sequence, the Hero and the Heroine romance each other and make love and develop a bonding between each other. The bonding becomes so strong that the Hero and Heroine would do anything for each other and sacrifice themselves for each other. The Heroine gets all the courage to face the Villain and the Hero gets all the courage to fight the Villain for the Heroine,” the director said. “Wow, such an intense and important scene in the movie, director sir. Ammu, before the shoot we should go to your village temple and pray to god that we perform really well in this scene. I have heard his village goddess is very powerful,” the hero said. “Sure sir, our village Goddess is very powerful, if we worship her, we will perform really well during the shoot,” my sister said. “Ammu, shall we close our eyes and pray to your village goddess now so our practice now goes smoothly?” the hero said. As my sister began closing her eyes and began praying, the hero and the director began ogling at my sister who was standing only in her pink blouse and pink petticoat, from head to toe. “Done praying, Ammu?” the hero said, placing his hands over my sister’s waist. “Done, Sir,” as my sister whispered, “come,” the hero said softly and started carrying my sister in his arms and placed her on the bed and slept on top of her and began hugging her tight, and my sister began hugging him back as well and the actor was sniffing and kissing my sister’s neck. The director went close to them, and stood next to the bed, placing his left hand on my sister’s left cheek, “Ammu, shall we go ahead with the scene?” the director asked. “Sure, Sir,” my sister said. “Mmmmmm…. Ammu… why are you in a hurry?” the hero moaned, kissing my sister’s cheek. “Sir, let's finish the scene first and then play around,” my sister whispered, holding the hero’s face. “She is right, hero sir, what if you get too excited practising romancing Ammu and begin cumming too early?” the director asked and my sister began laughing. “Why are you laughing, Ammu? Do you think I don’t have self control?” the hero asked, smiling at my sister, and my sister continued to laugh. “Hero Sir, me and Ammu can clearly see that you are too horny and could cum at anytime if you continue to romance, and that’s why we want to go ahead with the scene,” the director said and gave my sister a hi5, and laughed and my sister gave hi5 to the director and laughed as well.
“Alright alright… let's go with the scene, if Ammu says, I will listen,” the hero said and smiled at my sister, and my sister smiled back at him. “Guys the scene is simple, you both are horny after kissing, you look into each other’s eyes, and see passion,” as the director began saying, the hero was busy kissing my sister’s cheeks, and my sister was struggling to concentrate on what the director was saying. “Hero sir, get up,” the director said and the hero got off my sister, “sorry Sir, I couldn’t hear you,” the hero said. “How can you hear me, when you are busy disturbing Ammu from listening to what the scene is all about,” the director said. “Sorry Ammu, sorry Sir,” the hero said. “It's okay, come down, Ammu,” the director said and held my sister’s right hand and helped her get off the bed and made her stand in front of him.
“The scene is simple, you both are horny after kissing, you look into each other’s eyes with passion, the hero conveys he wants to make love through his eyes and the heroine gives him a green signal by blushing, that's the first step. “You understood, Ammu?” the director asked my sister. “Understood sir,” my sister said. “Hero sir, watch us, don’t look elsewhere please,” the director said, “sure director sir,” the hero said. “Ammu, I am gonna look into your eyes with full of lust, and you are gonna look back with your eyes full of lust, but the moment I place my hands on your shoulder, you should start blushing, giving me the green signal to make love to me, okay?” the director said. “Okay, sir,” my sister said. “Alright, ready,” the director said and began looking into my sister’s eyes with lust and my sister began looking back with lust filled eyes and as he went near her and placed his hands on her shoulders, she started blushing. “Brilliant, Ammu… Now I am going to unhook your blouse hooks and remove your blouse, you have to bite your lips and moan arching your head behind,” the director said and started placing his hands over my sister’s blouse and began removing her pink blouse hooks one after the other revealing her white bra, and my sister was arching her head behind biting her lips.
Meanwhile, the hero had gone near the door and was talking to Murthy softly, which the director and my sister did not notice and as they both were concentrating on the scene. “Ammu, when I remove your blouse off completely, you must blush and turn around and cover your boobs with your hands, and continue blushing out of shyness,” the director said and and removed my sister’s pink blouse off completely and threw it away. My sister blushed and turned around and started covering her boobs over her white bra with her hands. The romantic song is playing in the background, and I am removing my shirt off and hug you from behind, lift your petticoat, and you continue to bite your lips and moan, as you are also horny and enjoying the way I am lifting your petticoat to make love to you,” the director said and began hugging my sister from behind and began lifting her pink petticoat and feeling up her inner thighs and my sister was genuinely getting turned on and started moaning. “Brilliant Ammu…. And you are enjoying yourself as the love of your life is all horny and all set to make love to you,” the director whispered and continued playing with her inner thighs, close to her crotch region, and began biting my sister’s ear gently. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,,,” as my sister started to moan, without saying a word, the director started removing her pink petticoat knot. As her petticoat started to fall down around her legs, revealing her white colour panties, my sister tried to catch it, “no Ammu, let it fall, and take your legs off your petticoat and stand next to the bed, and feely shy,” the director said. As my sister got off her pink petticoat and started walking towards the bed and started feeling shy standing in the corner, she was only in her white bra and white panties looking stunning, nothing short of any top heroines. Removing his panties and standing only in his underwear, “Ammu, I am going to come near you, and you will turned around and look at me only in my underwear and start coming close to me,” the director said and my sister turned around and looking at the director who was only in his underwear and started walking towards him. “All this while, your lover was taking control of you and turned the heat on you, and now it is your turn to take control. You have to insert your hand inside your lover’s underwear and play with his cock, looking into his eyes,” the director said.
As my sister went near him and looked at his erect cock inside his underwear, she was feeling uneasy about inserting her hand inside his underwear. “It's okay Ammu, feel free to insert your hand inside my underwear, touching and feeling is a part of our profession,” the director said and my sister began inserting her hand inside his underwear and began holding the director’s cock, and the director began removing his underwear and got naked. As my sister was holding his cock, she was clearly feeling exciting and was licking her lips, and as the director began kissing my sister’s lips, she began kissing his lips back and the director continued kissing my sister’s lips, inserted his right hand inside my sister’s white panties from the front and began grabbing her pussy. “Mmmmmmmmmm….” she started to moan and began kissing the director’s lips passionately and at the same time stroking his cock. “My God, you are born to act in movies, Ammu, love the way you are doing the romance scenes,” the director exclaimed playing with my sister’s pussy with his hand inside her white panties. “Mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” my sister started to moan, and the director could clearly feel that my sister was not acting and was enjoying herself and was stroking the director cock. Playing with my sister’s pussy with his hand inside her white panties, the director began kissing my sister’s cheek, “mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” as she moaned biting her lower lips, “ready to sleep with me, Ammu?” the director whispered, fingering my sister’s pussy. My sister, who was horny and was stroking the director’s cock and getting her pussy fingered by the director, “yes,” she nodded. “Let the hero enjoy you first Ammu, he has been crazy about you, besides let the first man to make love to you be the famous Hero, okay?” as the director whispered, still with his hand inside my sister’s white panties and playing with her pussy, “mmmm…your wish, sir,” my sister moaned. As the director was about to call the hero, “you have me first, sir,” my sister whispered. “But don’t you think the first guy to make love to you should be the Hero?” the director whispered, with his hand still inside my sister’s panties. “mmmmmm….it's okay, Sir,” my sister moaned, stroking his cock. The director started grabbing my sister’s white panties with both his hands and began pulling it down and removed it off my sister and got up and grabbed my sister’s naked pussy. “I am gonna make you a big star Ammu. Will you forget me after you become a big star, Ammu?” the director asked. “Mmmmm… No sir, I won’t,” my sister moaned. “Will you let me have your pussy even after you become a big star, Ammu?” asked, playing with my sister’s pussy. “Mmmmmmm… yeah, Sir,” as my sister moaned, the director put his hands behind my sister and unclasped her white bra and removed the white bra off my sister completely and got her naked and carried her and placed her on bed.
Sleeping on top of my sister, the director started kissing her lips and started making love to her quietly, and my sister was hugging him back and kissing his lips back and enjoying herself. “Mr. Hero, the director is fucking your heroine,” Murthy exclaimed. “My God..!” the hero exclaimed. “You wait here, don’t come inside Mr. Murthy,” the hero said and started going towards my sister and the director who were enjoying themselves making love. “Mmmmmm…. You guys started already,” the hero whispered and started getting naked and joined them. As the director was enjoying making love to my sister’s pussy, the hero started kissing my sister’s lips and she was moaning loudly. “Mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmm,” she was moaning and enjoying the threesome. Murthy was watching through the gap of the door and was jerking off.
Meanwhile, letting the hero and the director enjoy my sister, I went to check on my mom who was on the terrace of the adjacent farmhouse. As I took the stairs and went to the terrace, the cameraman, after enjoying my mom’s pussy nicely, was hugging my mom naked and sleeping on top of her. “Sir?!” as my mom tried to wake him up, “mmmmm… 5 more minutes, Sathya, let me enjoy hugging and sleeping on top of you naked,” the cameraman moaned. “Enjoying yourself, aren’t you, Sir?” my mom whispered. “Mmmmm… yeah, Sathya, your pussy was great, the best pussy I have ever had,” the cameraman whispered. “You are from the city, you must have had many girls,” my mom whispered. “I had many girls, Sathya, but your pussy was different and amazing. The moment my cock went inside your pussy, I could literally feel your pussy all over my cock, making me fall in love with you,” the cameraman whispered. “I am glad that I made you happy, Sir, but I have to go home sir, my husband will be waiting for me,” my mom whispered. “Going home so that your husband can have your pussy now, Sathya?” the cameraman asked in a worried tone. Holding the cameraman’s face, “come on Sir, I have promised you already, for the next three years until we complete all our movies, my pussy is all yours, only for you to enjoy,” my mom said and planted a kiss on his forehead. “Thank you so much, Sathya,” he said and hugged my mom. “You can leave after 10 minutes okay?” he said and started resting on top of my naked mom. “Okay my hero,” my mom whispered with a smile and let him rest on her naked body.
Meanwhile, letting my mom and the cameraman rest naked, I went to check on my sister in the adjacent farmhouse. As I opened the living room window and looked at what my sister was doing, to my shock, my sister was naked and Murthy was kissing my sister’s lips. “Kiss me all you want, hug me all you want, but I only love Prabhakar,” my sister said. “Zamindar, now start sucking Ammu’s boobs one after the other, and Ammu you just close your eyes and let him suck your boobs, as in your mind you are only thinking about your lover,” the director didn’t even finish his sentence, already horny Murthy, who enjoying my mom once every month, enjoying feeling up my eldest sister Shalu already, had his eyes set on my my sister Ammu, readily started sucking my sister’s boobs one after the other, and since it was all acting and she had to perform well, my sister Ammu was shamelessly letting Murthy enjoying sucking her tender boobs. “Now, Ammu, you are sacrificing yourself to Zamindar for saving your lover’s life,” as the director was saying, Murthy took his mouth off my sister’s tender boobs and began wiping her saliva off her nipples, which was distracting my sister. “Murthy, don’t distract her please,” as the director said, “just cleaning my saliva off Ammu’s nipples, Sir,” Murthy said. “Come on man, let your saliva be on her nipples, it will dry off, now focus on the scene,” the director said. “Now, Ammu, you are sacrificing yourself to Zamindar for saving your lover’s life, but deep inside you are hoping that the hero will save you. Meanwhile, the hero beats up all Zamindar’s men and comes to save you in a Horse. When the Zamindar takes you to his bedroom and ties your legs and arms apart, and tries to rape you, the hero breaks open the door and enters inside and beat up the Zamindar and save you. That’s the climax, Got it?” he asked. “Yeah Sir,” my sister whispered, who had gotten used to being naked already. “Now Murthy, you are so excited that this young teenage girl has agreed to sleep with you in order to save her lover’s life, and thinking that no one is going to save her and she is all yours to enjoy, you hug her and carry her to the bedroom,” the director did not even complete his sentence, the horny Murth began hugging my younger sister Ammu naked and began carrying her inside the bedroom.
Making the hero wait in the living room and telling him to come inside only when he tells him to, the director followed murthy who was hugging my sister by her naked ass cheeks and carrying her inside. “Ammu, the Zamindar is excited that he is going to sleep with you, and started kissing your lips. Since your mind is filled with thoughts of the hero, for a moment you assume that it was the hero who is kissing your lips and begin kissing Zamindar’s lips back,” the director said. Badly waiting for the scene with Murthy to get over, she prayed to god for a second or two. “Shall I start kissing Ammu’s lips, Sir?” Murthy asked the director. “Yeah, do it,” as the director said, Murthy began hugging my naked sister and began kissing her lips. “Now kiss his lips back, Ammu assuming that he is the Hero,” as the director said, my sister began kissing Murthy’s lips back. Getting kissed nicely on the lips by my sister Ammu,
“Mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” Murthy started to moan. “Wow, amazing acting Murthy, that’s it, keep kissing the heroine’s lips. According to you, you have killed the hero, the heroine all yours to enjoy. Come on, enjoy kissing and romancing Ammu all you want,” the director said. Murthy, who was enjoying himself romancing my sister, was happily feeling up her naked body and was kissing her lips, and brought his hand down and began grabbing my sister’s pussy, “mmmmmmmmmm,” as my sister moaned, and tried to pull his hand off. “Ammu, let him play with your pussy, he gets horny after you kiss his lips, because he doesn’t not know that you are kissing his lips thinking about the hero,” the director said and my sister let Murthy grab her pussy and let him feel her up nicely and kiss her lips and she was kissing his lips back as well.
“Ammu, this is the moment you snap out of your dream that you are not kissing your lover, but this villain Zamindar, and slap him,” as the director said, my sister who hated Murthy so much, slapped Murthy hard, which made her feel so happy. “Slap Murthy once again, Ammu,” the director said and my sister began slapping him once again, which made her feel really good. “Murthy, you get angry now and carry her to the bed and tie her arms and legs apart and try to rape her,” the director said. “Ammu, slap him again, but this time he will catch your hand and forcibly carry you to bed and tie your arms and legs spread them apart and try to rape you. That’s when the Hero will enter inside and fight Murthy and save you, okay?” the director said and my sister agreed. “Come on slap him, Ammu,” as the director said, my sister began slapping Murthy and Murthy caught her hand and carried her to bed and tied her arms apart and spread her legs apart and tied them to the bed tight. The director even joined Murthy in spreading my sister’s legs apart and typing them tight to the bed.
As the director made sure, my sister could not remove the knot and move, “Enjoy Murthy Sir,” the director whispered at Murthy and winked at him. Murthy started removing his dhoti and quickly got naked and began sleeping on top of my sister who hands tied apart and legs were spread and tied apart and began kissing my sister’s lips and went down and began sucking her tender boobs. “No … no .. nooo nonoooo noooooooo,” my sister began crying as she was helpless and Murthy was suckig her boobs a little too much. As Murthy was sucking my sister’s tender boobs, “mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” he started to moan as he was horny and could not control himself and all of a sudden started inserting his cock inside my sister’s pussy. “Sir… no no no no…. Murthy Sir, no please … no no no no…. Director Sir… please stop him…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaa aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my sister started to moan as Murthy began making love to my helpless sister. “Where is the hero, come and fight the Zamindar and save her,” as the director said and went out of the room to bring the hero inside.
Meanwhile the hero had already come out of the house and was talking to the current Heroine and her mom, “Come on Nanditha, it's not how you think,” the hero said to the current heroine. “I know Hero Sir, the village bitch is young, and that’s why you want to cast her as your heroine in all your movies, not me,” the current heroine said. “No Nanditha, me and the director were just having some fun with her,” as the hero was saying, the director came and joined them. “When you have us to have fun, why do you need her, director sir?” the current heroine’s mom said, looking at the director. “Oh Saraswati, you have totally misunderstood us,” the director exclaimed and grabbed the current heroine’s mom and pulled her close to him. “You are my favourite whore, Saraswati,” the director exclaimed looking at the current heroine’s mom and planting a kiss on her lips. “And you are my favourite whore, Nanditha, you will always be my heroine,” the hero said, pulling the current heroine close to him. “Then come with us hero Sir, Producer Sir and the Cameraman Sir are waiting for us in their cars just outside the farmhouse gate. If we leave this village now, we will reach Madaras in the morning” the current heroine said. The hero looked convinced, and as the hero and the current heroine looked at the director, the director, who was holding the current heroine’s mom by the waist, started kissing her lips and she was kissing his lips back. “Mmmmm…. Director sir, you just love my mom, don’t you?” the current heroine exclaimed. “Mmmmmm…. Your mom’s pussy is the best pussy I have ever had, Nanditha,” as the director said breaking the kiss, the “best pussy,” reminded him of my sister. “My God…!! Ammu is all tied up and the Village Chief who was crazy about her must be fucking her,” as the director exclaimed and tried to enter inside. “Mmmmmm…. It's his village girl, let him have her, let's go, director sir,” the current heroine’s mom whispered and began kissing the director’s lips and he started kissing her lips back.
“Did you guys fuck this Village girl?” the current heroine asked the hero. “No, actually we did, but we did not cum inside her, we came on the floor,” the hero said. “We just romanced her, gave her to the village chief who has been begging us to help him fuck her,” the hero said. The current heroine’s mom, who was getting her lips kissed by the director and was kissing his lips back, “mmmmmm… Nanditha, director sir is turned on now and needs me now,” the current heroine’s mom said. “Director sir, you can have my mom in the car if you leave with us now,” the current heroine said. “It's a good idea, don’t you think so, director sir?” the current heroine’s mom whispered in a horny way holding the director’s face. “It's a good idea, indeed,” as the director whispered, the current heroine’s mom, “let’s go,” she whispered and planted a kiss on the director’s cheek and held his hand and began leaving the place, and the hero and the heroine began leaving as well.
As I went to check on my sister Ammu, she was all tied up and Murthy was making love to her and sucking her boobs, “noooo noooooo nooooooo…. Murthy Sir, please,” my sister was begging. “Mmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmm mmmmm,” as Murthy started moaning and began intensifying fucking my sister’s tender pussy, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaah…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. …… aaaaaaaaaaaaaa,,, Murthy sir, please, I am live your daughter, don’t do this please,” my sister Ammu, whose hands were tied to the bed apart and her legs spread apart and tied, and get laid nicely by Murthy, began crying begging Murthy not to cum inside her. “Mmmmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmmm mmm mmmmmmmm,” Murthy, who was in no mood to listen to my sister, began making love, squeezing her tender boobs with both his hands. “Murthy Sir, aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaa… Murthy Sir, please I beg you.. I have a boyfriend, I am saving myself for him, please Mruthy Sir, please,” my sister was moaning and screaming in pain. “Mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm… Ammu, I can’t stop until the director says Stop,” Murthy moaned and moaned, and clearly he was about to cum and completely slept on top of my sister and hugged my sister tight, and began making love to my sister intensively. “Director Sir, please …. Director where are you please please please please…… aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa director Sir,” my sister began calling the director to save her. “Mmmmmm mmmmm mmm mmmmm mmmm mmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm,” Murthy began moaning digging his cock deeper and deeper inside my sister’s pussy, as he was about to cum, which my sister could clearly feel. “Murthy Sir, Noooooo …. No no no no no no no no nooooo nooooo nooooooooo nooooooooooooo, aaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my sister begged Murthy till the last moment, not to cum inside her, but wrapped her up completely into his arms and squeezing my tender sister tight, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,” he moaned thrusting his cock deep inside my sister’s virgin pussy, and came inside my sister’s pussy and began kissing my sister’s lips and for a brief couple of seconds, my sister was even kissing his lips back, and quickly realising that she had just lost her virginity to Murthy, she started crying.
As if nothing happened, Murthy pulled his cock off my sister’s pussy, and got off her completely, “where has the director gone, Ammu? Because of his delay, I had to cum inside you,” Murthy said, placing his right hand over my sister’s left breast and gently sucking her right breast, “Murthy sir, enough, please,” my sister begged crying. Taking his mouth off my sister’s right breast and taking his right hand off her left breast, “should we wait for the director, Ammu?” Murthy asked, looking at my sister’s pussy which was dripping with his juices and my sister’s juices, and tried to wipe it with his Dhoti. “No, take your hand off,” my sister said crying. “But your pussy is full of my semen, Ammu?” Murthy said, sitting by her side on the bed. “Just please untie me, I have to go home,” my sister started crying. “Sure, Ammu,” Murthy exclaimed looking at my sister’s tender boobs and her navel. “My God… don’t look at my please,” my sister begged. “Okay… okay… okay….” Murthy exclaimed and started untying my sister.
My sister was totally disappointed that she has to lose her virginity to this bastard who has been enjoying fucking my mom every month. Untying my sister completely, “all because of that director’s carelessness, we ended up fucking each other, Ammu,” Murthy said and started wearing his clothes. Without saying a word, my sister started wearing her white panties, and as she started wearing her white bra, he saw Murthy looking at her boobs and she turned around and started wearing her white bra, and Murthy was feasting his eyes over my sister’s ass in her white panties. “Ammu, you need any help?” Murthy said. “Yeah, just leave, please,” my sister said in an angry tone. “Sure Ammu, because of the stupid director, we had to make love,” he said, blaming the director and started to leave. As Murthy was in the living room, I could hear my mom and the cameraman laughing and coming down from the terrace of the adjacent farmhouse. As I went to check on them, they had already come down and were standing in front of the door and talking to each other with smiles all over. As I was curiously watching what they were going to do, the cameraman hugged my mom nicely and kissed my mom’s lips nicely, and sent her inside the farmhouse and started leaving.
As the cameraman started to leave, Murthy who was in the living room started to leave, and they both left the farmhouses together. It was just my mom in one farmhouse and my sister in the adjacent farmhouse. After wearing her saree, my sister began going to the adjacent farmhouse to check on my mom. My mom looked happy and was smiling at my sister, “where is the director?” my sister asked. “He is not in there mom, I am coming from there,” my sister said in a tired tone. Looking at my tired sister, “it's okay, we will go home and come tomorrow in the morning,” my mom said and took my sister home.
Though Murthy was banging every woman in my family, not one day I hated Murthy, in fact I started liking him a lot and wanted to be like him. What I liked more about Murthy was that he was showing me what kind of whores my mom and sisters were. More than the loving and caring mom and sisters, I started liking my mom’s whore side, and my sisters’ whore side. My mom being Murthy’s whore excited me more than my mom being my dad’s wife. I particularly enjoyed my whore mom, the way she whored herself to the Cameraman, like she was born for him to get laid. When my sister Ammu on the other hand, who was cute little teen, adored by everyone in the village, whored herself to the Hero and the Director, it was when she whored herself to Murthy by kissing his lips back passionately when Murthy came inside her pussy, I got more excited and loved my sister and liked Murthy more, I don’t know why.
Why my mom and my sister Ammu were returning home after getting laid by the cameraman and Murthy respectively, I could not feel my loving and caring mom and sister were returning home, rather I could only feel two hot whores returning home. As my mom went to her bedroom and started removing her saree slowly and gently biting her lips not to wake up my drunk dad, I was so tempted to kiss my mom’s lips, “my whore mom, one day you lips will be mine, if not your pussy,” I said to myself. When I went to look at my sister’s room, she was sleeping on the bed with the same pink saree, and was crying, “are you okay Ammu?” I whispered. “I am fine,” she said and started wiping her tears and smiled at me. As I started striking a conversation with her, and she began talking to me, the whole time I was watching her lips, her teeth, and tongue, and her lips were constantly reminding me of how they were kissing Murthy’s lips when he was cumming inside her pussy. Though I was so tempted to kiss my sister’s lips, I controlled myself telling myself that maybe some other day I will kiss her lips.
The next day, my mom and my sister Ammu realised that the Cinema guys had cheated them. My mom was totally shocked that the cameraman had tricked my mom and fucked her nicely. My sister was totally shocked that the hero and the director tricked her felt her up nicely, and she had gotten naked for them, and even shocked that the director and her hero, though did not cum inside her pussy, had used her up nicely and fucked her. Nither my mom nor my sister told eachother how they both were tricked and fucked. My sister Ammu started having emotional breakdown realising that Murthy had fucked her nicely and she lost her virginity to Murthy. To add insult to injury, my sister Ammu got pregnant with Murthy’s baby. The only way she could hide the embarrassment and shame and save our family’s pride was to force her boyfriend to marry her immediately. As her boyfriend was showing no interest in marrying her, the only option she had now was to sleep with him and blame him that she was pregnant because of him and marry him. Like she planned, she invited her boyfriend home when my parents were out. The problem was, me, I was in the house, and she wanted to get rid of me so that she could seduce her boyfriend and let him sleep with her. All this while she was walking around swaying her ass, teasing him, and turning him on, and seduced him and took him to her room. Now she had to get rid of me, as she had to sleep with her boyfriend before my parents came home, and time was running out for her. With her boyfriend waiting for her inside her room, my sister Ammu, was trying so hard to send me out to my friend’s house, and I was getting horny watching her lips so close to me and was having a boner inside my shorts. Since I was not wearing my underwear inside, my boner was poking through my shorts. I realised this was the time to strike a deal with her. “Ammu, kiss my lips, I will leave,” I said. “What?! You are my brother, Varun, have you gone crazy?” she asked. “Listen, I don’t care, I know everything, you want to sleep with your boyfriend now, and I know about Murthy and you in the farmhouse as well. If you don’t let me kiss your lips, I am going to tell dad about you and Murthy and you have brought your boyfriend to sleep with you as well,” I said. “How do you know all this, Varun?!” as my sister exclaimed. “Time is running out Ammu, dad and mom will be here at any moment, just like me kiss your lips, and I will leave,” I said. My sister looked cornered clearly, “Varun, no, we both are siblings and we are not supposed to kiss,” she was begging me not to kiss her. “If some random Cinema guys can kiss your lips, suck your boobs, and even make love to you, I can’t just kiss your lips? Look Ammu, if you don’t let me kiss your lips now, I will not move a muscle today and stay here and ruin your whole plan,” I said. As she was beginning to realise she had no other choice, “just give me your lips, Ammu,” I said and started kissing her lips. My sister’s lips were soft, juicy, watery, wet, and tasty, and I started enjoying kissing her lips and my boner began poking her waist and got me super horny. The moment my sister started kissing my lips back and started grabbing my erect cock over my shorts and giving it a couple of strokes, I started cumming all over my shorts.
Realising I had ejaculated, “Happy? Now watch out for dad and mom and alert me, like a good boy,” she said and smiled at me and went inside her room. Now that she realised I know everything about her, and the kind of whore she was, she had nothing to hide from me anymore and started to get bold with me. What had gotten her more bold with me was the fact that she came to know that I have a weakness for her and began capitalising on my weakness. Everytime she had to get anything done through me, she used to readily insert her hand inside my shorts and start kissing my lips and stroking my cock and I would start cumming in 2 minutes. My sister Ammu was smart and knew that back in my mind I had this idea of fucking her. There was no chance that I would fuck my sister Ammu, as she would kiss my lips and stroke my cock off even before I think about fucking her.
After sleeping with her boyfriend in our house, she started crying and blaming him for everything. Her boyfriend started feeling guilty. My sister Ammu told him to marry her immediately. Her boyfriend, being a coward, asked her to speak to our parents first. Our parents, especially my dad, opposed the marriage as he had to marry my eldest sister Shalu first, who is in Madras. My sister Ammu had no other option but to go to Madras where my eldest sister Shalu was actually practising Athletics along with her boyfriend Raman. As she begged my parents to let her go to Madras and meet our eldest sister Shalu, and lied to them that she missed our eldest sister Shalu, my dad decided to send her and sent me along with her to Madras. Since me and my sister Ammu had become good friends now, it was fun travelling with her.
When we reached Madras. My sister Shalu had come to pick us up at the Railway Station, Shalu’s appearance had changed a lot. She was looking like a 1980s model. Being in sports had made Shalu look more sexy. The moment I saw my eldest sister Shalu, I started having a boner. “Wow, you look amazing, Shalu,” Ammu exclaimed and hugged her. As Shalu broke the hug and tried to hug me, I took my eldest sister totally into my arms and hugged her, feeling her boobs against my chest and even felt up her pantyline over her ass over her tight pants, which she did not mine, but Ammu was watching all this. “Let's go guys, Raman is waiting outside,” as Shalu said and we started following her, “sisterfucker,” Ammu whispered and started laughing.
As me and Ammu started following our eldest sister Shalu, Ammu caught me ogling at my elder sister Shalu’s ass in her tight pants, “realised you will never get to have my pussy, and trying for Shalu’s pussy now?” Ammu asked, laughing. “Ammu please,” I exclaimed. Right outside the Railway Station, Shalu’s boyfriend Raman was waiting for us in two Autos, and the moment he saw my sister Ammu in her half saree, he was spellbound and started ogling at Ammu shamelessly. As we reached the Coach’s house, where my sister Shalu and her boyfriend Raman were staying, we were impressed with the house as it was an apartment building. The Coach welcomed us and we started settling down. In the night we were surprised to see our eldest sister Shalu in her shorts and t-shirt, with no panties or bra inside, and talking to the coach and her boyfriend at the Balcony. All of a sudden the coach started hugging Shalu in her shorts and t-shrit with no bra or panties inside, and Shalu was hugging him back, and to our shock thc coach was kissing Shalu’s lips and she was kissing his lips back, and her boyfriend Raman was standing next to them and watching them kiss. After the coach finished kissing Shalu, he gave her to her boyfriend Raman and Raman started hugging Shalu and began kissing her lips.
After that they started saying goodbye and started leaving to their respective rooms. As Shalu came to her room where we were staying, “Shalu, why are you kissing your coach’s lips?” Ammu asked. “I lost in a bet Ammu, that’s why they were kissing my lips,” Shalu said casually and sat on the bed. Ammu started talking about Shalu’s marriage. Initially Shalu was reluctant, but after telling her that she was pregnant, time was running out for her, and when she spoke to our parents, they told her strictly that they will get her married to her boyfriend only after marrying Shalu to someone. (Ammu did not tell Shalu that it was Murthy who got her pregnant).
Shalu understood Ammu’s situation, and about the shame our family would have to go through if our village people found out her younger sister was pregnant before the marriage, and decided to convince her boyfriend Raman to marry her immediately.
Though Ammu convinced my elder sister Shalu to marry Raman, Raman was not ready for the marriage. He kept telling Ammu that she was not ready to marry Shalu, as he had to settle down in life. As Ammu was disappointed and worried, my eldest sister Shalu and her boyfriend Raman decided to take me and Ammu out to show around Madras.
When we spent the whole day and were returning home, it started raining and we had no other choice but to board a crowded bus. In the crowded bus, my eldest sister moved inside quickly, as Raman was helping Ammu get inside the crowded bus, his hands fell all over my sister Ammu. As the bus started moving, Raman, who got horny began feeling my sister Ammu up nicely. As my sister Ammu was standing holding the railings about her head, horny Raman started hugging my sister Ammu, and turned her around, to my shock Ammu was blushing and smiling at him, and all of a sudden Raman started kissing Ammu’s lips, “brother-in-law what are you doing?” my sister whispered. There was a guy standing right behind my sister, he was noticing everything but pretending as if he was seeing nothing. “Oh Sorry, Ammu,” Raman whispered out of fear, “it's okay brother-in-law, let's not tell this to Shalu, okay?” Ammu whispered in a horny way. “Sure, Ammu, Sure,” though Raman whispered, his hands were still over my sister’s waist over her half saree. As Ammu blushed at him, “Oh Ammu, don’t blush like that, you are making me go weak,” Raman whispered, and Ammu continued blushing. The way my sister was blushing was giving him a green signal to play with her body, and Raman began placing his hands over Ammu’s boobs under the pallu. As Ammu began biting her lips and closing her eyes, Raman got horny and planted a kiss on my sister Ammu’s lips and hugged her, “Ammu, I can’t control myself,” as Raman whispered, my sister Ammu hugged him back, “marry my sister immediately, and I will let you have me in bed,” Ammu whispered near his ear and broke the hug. “Ammu.. mmmm… I want to have me now,” horny Raman whispered, placing his hand over my sister’s pussy over her half saree skirt. “No, only if you marry my sister immediately, asap,” Ammu whispered. Raman agreed, and as our stop came and we were about to get down, the guy who was standing behind my sister Ammu, just squeezed her ass cheeks and sent her. My sister Ammu ignored him and got down.
As we reached home late, “you are late, Shalu, you lost the best,” the coach said and began hugging my eldest sister Shalu and began kissing her lips. Meanwhile, Raman who had gone crazy about my second sister Ammu started following her all the way to Shalu’s room where we were staying. Ammu was teasing him by removing her half saree pallu, blouse, skirt and petticoat. As she was only in her black bra and black panties, brother-in-law, wait outside please, I am going to change,” as Ammu said in a horny tone, “mmmm.. Ammu,” he moaned and started hugging my sister in her black bra and black panties and began kissing Ammu’s lips. As the coach was done kissing my eldest sister Shalu’s lips, and started laughing, “brother-in-law go, Shalu will find out,” Ammu said and pushed Raman out and locked the bedroom door from inside.
The whole night Raman was restless, and was watching my sister Ammu sleep right next to my eldest sister Shalu. A couple of times he tried to touch her, but was scared. At one point he gathered all the courage and lifted my sister Ammu’s half saree, and grabbed her pussy over her panties, but Ammu caught his hand, “only if you marry Shalu immediately,” my sister Ammu said and slept hugging my eldest sister Shalu.
The next day me and my sister Ammu took the bus and came back to our village. Within one week, my eldest sister Shalu and Raman came to our house along with Raman’s parents and both agreed on the marriage, and even fixed the date as well. During the talks, my sister Ammu was outside and Raman’s eyes were all over my mom. As my mom was in a good mood that my sister Shalu was going to get married into a rich family and was preparing lunch for the guests in the Kitchen, and my dad, and Raman’s parents were talking to my sister Shalu, Raman came looking for my second sister Ammu in the kitchen but he found my mom in her saree preparing lunch. “Aunty?!” as Raman called, “son-in-law,” my mom said and turned around and with a huge smile went near him. “Everybody in your family likes me, I just want to know if you like me as well,” he said, going too close to my mom. “I like you very much son-in-law,” as my mom said, “oh thank you very much, Aunty,” he said and all of a sudden wrapped his arms around her waist and started hugging my mom. My mom, who was in a great mood, wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him back. “I promise, I will be a good husband to Shalu, and I will also be a good son-in-law to you, Aunty, and you will love me,” Raman said, hugging my mom, taking her into complete embrace. Before even my mom could start talking, “promise me you will love me as much I do, Aunty,” he said, holding my mom’s waist and looking into her eyes. My mom, who was in a good mood, clearly did not mind anything Raman was doing, “I will love you as much as you love me, okay, son-in-law?” she said, smiling at him. “Shalu, told me a lot about you, that you are a caring person, so am I Aunty, I am so lucky to have you as my mother-in-law, Aunty,” he said, taking his hands off my mom’s waist and smiling at her. “And we are lucky to have you as our son-in-law,” as my mom said, he smiled at my mom. As he was about to leave, he came back again, “sorry Aunty, I forgot to hug you,” he whispered and started hugging my mom, “it's our family tradition to hug mother-in-laws and kiss their cheeks and neck and show them all the love we have for them,” Raman said and began kissing my mom’s cheeks. As Raman was grabbing my mom’s waist and began kissing my mom’s cheeks, my mom was just placing her hands gently on his shoulders and letting him kiss her cheeks, and when he started kissing my mom’s neck softly, “mmmm,” my mom moaned softly and bit her lower lips to control herself from moaning. “The last kiss is on her lips, Aunty,” as Raman whispered and started kissing my mom’s lips, “mmmmmmm….. Son-in-law we don’t kiss on the lips,” my mom said and broke the kiss. “Oh, only on her cheeks? Okay Aunty I will only kiss on the cheeks from next time,” he said and left the place. He knew that only day he was going to have, not just my second sister Ammu, but also my mom.
In order to convince his parents for the wedding, Raman lied to them that my dad will give 1 Kg Gold dowry, which only on the wedding day, my dad came to know. Even my sister Ammu did not know about this, and only after Murthy second son Kumar told Ammu about the quarrel between our parents and Raman’s parents, and my dad was about to call off the wedding, Ammu panicked and had to seek help from Murthy’s second son Kumar. Though knowing that it was his dad Murthy who was loaning 1 Kg Gold to the bride, just like Kumar’s elder brother Shiva who was pretending to my mom that he was helping loaning 1 Kg gold to the bride, in exchange for going to bed with him, Kumar started pretending to my sister Ammu that he was helping loaning 1 Kg gold to the bride, in exchange for going to bed with him.
At the wedding, as Murthy’s second son, Shiva gave the suitcase full of jewels to his younger brother Kumar to give it to their Dad Murthy who was in the bride’s dressing room, instead of going to the bride’s dressing room, he started taking the suitcase to the terrace. As I followed Kumar to the terrace, to my shock, Kumar was hugging my second sister Ammu, who was in her saree, and kissing her lips passionately. To my shock, my beautiful heroine material sister Ammu was kissing this ugly bastard Kumar’s lips passionately. “Thank you so much, Kumar… thank you so much,” my sister Ammu said, hugging him tight. “One more kiss?,” as Kumar asked, “sure,” my sister Ammu said with tears filled eyes and started kissing Kumar’s lips passionately. I just could not believe that my sister Ammu was kissing another ugly guy. “Ammu..!!” I called, Kumar took his lips off my sister’s lips and started leaving. “Kumar, the jewellery?” my sister Ammu said. “I am going to give this to the bride,” Kumar said and left the place. “What are you doing?” I exclaimed. “I had no other choice, Varun, I did it for the jewellery so that Raman’s parents won’t call off Shalu’s wedding,” Ammu said. “It is all being taken care of by Murthy Uncle, and the wedding is on. Murthy Uncle is helping Shalu with the Gold and has also convinced Raman’s parents, now all are busy with the wedding ceremony, come let's go,” I said. “But I still hate Murthy,” my sister Ammu whispered and started following me.
As me and my sister Ammu went to the bride’s dressing room, the moment my sister Ammu saw Murthy, “you go inside, I don’t want to see that bastard’s face,” Ammu said, sending me inside the bride’s dressing room alone. As I entered inside, Shiva entered as well. “Here Shalu, your 1 Kg gold jewels,” as Murthy said and spread all the jewels on the bed, my sister went speechless, exactly like my mom. “My God, uncle..! I have never seen this much Gold in my life,” my sister exclaimed. “Alright, we don’t have time to waste, Raman, help Shalu wear all the jewels and bring your parents and show them. Never open your mouth about who gave you this until the wedding is over, okay?” Murthy said. “Sure Sir,” Raman said. “And Shalu, keeping your father’s and mother’s mouth shut about who gave you this until the wedding is over, should be your job, okay?” Murthy said. “Your mother also shouldn’t know that my dad is giving this to you,” Shiva said. “Sure,” my sister said. “Shiva, let's go and sit along with the guests, they can manage from here,” Murthy said and left the place and started sitting in the wedding hall.
As I went to check on my mom, she was in the spare dressing room, and as I went there and opened the window and watched them, to my shock, my mom was holding Shiva’s face and kissing his lips, and Shiva was lifting my mom’s saree and petticoat and was inserting his hand inside my mom’s black panties and grabbing my mom’s pussy. “Mmmmmmm.. Shiva,” my mom moaned. “Enough Shiva, let me go, I have to be with my husband now,” my mom moaned, breaking the kiss and smiling at him. “Mmmm… hey, you said you will let me fuck your pussy in return for helping your daughter with jewels,” Shiva whispered playing with my mom’s pussy with his right hand inside her black panties. “Shiva, I am busy today, can we have some other time, please?” my mom requested holding Shiva’s face. “You know I love you and I will let you have my pussy anytime you want, right?” my mom whispered. Clearly she was horny and was trying to control herself as she had to go back to my dad to attend our relatives. “I know, Sathya, but ever since I saw you in the morning wearing the saree, petticoat, bra and panties I bought for you, I have been horny, Sathya, and now I super horny, Sathya,” Shiva said and grabbed my mom’s black panties and began removing it off completely, and began sniffing my mom’s panties. “Shiva… I am horny too, but I have to go now, Shiva, my relatives are all here and they will be searching for me,” my mom whispered and grabbed her black panties from Shiva and started wearing them. As my mom started wearing her black panties till her inner thighs, “wait..!” Shiva exclaimed and grabbed my mom’s pussy and started kissing my mom’s lips.
Meanwhile at the terrace, my sister Ammu was talking to Murthy and crying telling him that her boyfriend’s parents refused to let him marry her and her coward boyfriend told her to marry someone else. When Ammu told him that she was pregnant with his baby, Murthy started consoling Ammu and was assuring her that he would take care of everything. At one point, Murthy started hugging my sister Ammu and began kissing her lips, and Ammu, who had already kissed Murthy’s lips, and realising that only Murthy can help her in this situation, began kissing his lips back. “I will not forsake you, okay?” Murthy said, holding my sister Ammu’s face. “I am not like those Cinema guys who used you nicely and left you, I am your village chief, and I am gonna do what is right for you, okay?” Murthy said. “Okay,” my sister nodded. “I want you to trust me, okay?” Murthy said. “I trust you, Murthy Uncle, you are my only hope,” as Ammu was saying and crying, Murthy started kissing her lips again, and Ammu started kissing his lips back. As Murthy held Ammu’s face and was about to say something, we could hear chaos in the Wedding Hall, and Murthy started leaving for the wedding hall.
Meanwhile at the spare dressing room, as my mom started kissing Shiva’s lips with her arms around his neck and letting him grab her pussy, we would hear people quarrelling all over. “What is it, Sathya?” Shiva asked, taking his lips off my mom’s lips. “I don’t know, I have to find out,” as my mom said, Shiva took his hand out of my mom’s black panties, and my mom wore her black panties properly and started leaving.
Before she could leave the spare dressing room, I started running towards the Hall and to my shock, the Raman’s family started leaving, including Raman. My dad was literally begging them not to leave, but Raman’s parents pushed my dad away and started leaving, making my dad cry out of embarrassment. Meanwhile in Shalu’s dressing room, Murthy was consoling Shalu and Shalu was crying and telling him that Raman was not okay with the idea of her sleeping with Murthy on their first night. She began crying and telling Murthy that Raman told their parents that we did not have 1 Kg Gold in hand and we were just borrowing from Murthy, and listening to Raman, his parents called off the wedding and are leaving. As Ammu entered inside and started hugging Shalu and began crying, Murthy began apologising to my sister Shalu, and my sister Shalu got emotional, “it’s not your fault Murthy uncle, Raman never loved me and never wanted to marry me, even I did not want to marry him. I love my younger sister Ammu, she is pregnant now, and to save her honour and to save my family’s honour, I begged him to marry me, but he came this close and left me and my family in shame,” Shalu started crying. “Thank God he left Shalu, he is not the right guy for you,” as Ammu started crying. “Shalu and Ammu, look here,” Murthy said and as Ammu and Shalu broke the hug and looked at Murthy. “As long as I am there for you, you should not worry about anything,” Murthy said and started hugging my eldest sister Shalu, and went to the Wedding Hall.
As my dad was feeling humiliated in front of all our village people and was crying, Murthy came to the Wedding Hall. In front of all our village people, Murthy announced that he was going to marry his elder son Shiva to my elder sister Shalu, and also announced that he was going to marry his younger son Kumar to my second sister Ammu. My dad, who was feeling humiliated, fell on Murthy’s feet and started crying. The village people hailed Murthy as a Hero. In the same Muhurtam, Murtthy’s elder son Shiva Married My elder sister Shalu and Murthy’s younger son Kumar Married My second sister Ammu.
After the marriage, the same night, First Night bedrooms were ready for my sisters Shalu and Ammu in our house. As Shiva was enjoying my elder sister Shalu waiting to enjoy Shalu and Kumar waiting to enjoy Ammu, Shalu and Ammu came to the living room to seek blessings from my dad and mom, and Murthy, in the living room. When they all came, Murthy started tearing down all the agreement papers, and gave back all my dad’s property papers. “Murthy, what are you doing?!” my dad exclaimed. “I am returning all your property papers, from now on you owe me nothing, and all your land are yours,” as Murthy said with a huge smile on his face, my sisters and my mom started jumping in happiness, and my dad started crying. “Sathya, send the girls inside, their husbands are waiting for them,” as Murthy said, “Of course,” my mom said with a happy smile and began sending Shalu to Ammu to their respective bedrooms.
As my dad could not believe all this and was still crying, Murthy started leaving without saying a word, and as my mom came back to my dad, “where is Murthy?” she asked. “There, he is leaving,” as my dad said looking at the direction where Murthy was leaving, “and you sent him empty handed?” my mom exclaimed and my dad began running towards Murthy and stopped him. “Murthy, where do you think you are going?” my dad asked, stopping Murthy, and my mom came running and stood next to my dad, sweating all over and wetting her enter yellow blouse with her white bra inside see through. “You shouldn’t be leaving empty handed,” my dad said. As Murthy looked at my mom and looked at my dad, “have my wife and go,” my dad said smiling at Murthy. “What?!” Murthy exclaimed and looked at my dad and my mom was surprised as well and looked at my dad. “You have saved me from killing myself out of humiliation in front of the villagers; married my daughters to your sons and saved their lives; and pardoned my loans and gave my properties back to me. I have nothing in my hand to offer you for your generosity, but my beautiful wife Murthy. Please take my wife and have her, she is all yours. I know you love enjoying her,” my dad said. My mom was blushing and putting her head down, at the same time she was surprised that her husband actually was doing this. “Krishnan, are you sure, you love my wife, man?” Murthy said. “I still love her Murthy,” as my dad started to say, my mom held my dad’s hand, “but you have saved our lives, and you must be rewarded. Here take my wife as your reward,” my dad said and looked at my mom. “Sathya, go take back and get ready for Murthy,” as my dad was saying, he looked at Murthy, “go and celebrate First Night with my wife in our bedroom,” my dad said. “Sathya, wear the best dress you have and get ready for Murthy,” my dad said. “Okay,” my mom said blushing and as she started to leave, “Sathya, this dress is fine,” Murthy said and held my mom’s yellow saree pallu. “I am sweaty all over,” as my mom exclaimed, “remove your saree, let me see how sweaty you are,” Murthy said and my mom started removing her saree and gave the saree to my dad and stood only in her yellow petticoat and yellow blouse totally soaked in her sweat, with her white bra visible. Looking at my mom’s boobs over her wet yellow blouse, “no need to take bath, Krishan, Sathya looks yummy as she is,” Murthy said and started carrying my mom who was only in her yellow blouse and yellow petticoat, over his shoulder and began taking her inside our house.
From that day on Murthy began kissing my mom right in front of my dad and my dad began happily letting Murthy have fun with my mom. As far as Shiva was concerned, he was enjoying my mom secretly. Meanwhile my dad, after getting his daughters married to the Village Chief’s family, and making profits from his vast properties, wanted power therefore started entering into politics and spending most of his time with the Party workers. Murthy, who was a widower, meanwhile was using my mom as his own wife, playing naughty games with his new wife. Since my dad was busy with Party meetings and party workers, my mom began spending most of the time with Murthy, showing him all the love and care he wanted, and giving him as much sex he wanted. When my mom revealed to Murthy that I was Murthy’s son, born after enjoying her nicely, Murthy was happy, and so was I. Murthy even secretly married my mom in front of Lord Ganesha, and made her his wife.
The End
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Novelist Casanova
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