South Indian Erotic Nights – Part IV – Kavitha’s Surrogate Father

After a brief relationship with Beulah, my +2 results were out. I came out with flying colours while Beulah’s results were average. I got an engineering seat in a good college in Coimbatore so I had to move to the college hostel to continue my studies there. But Beulah got a science seat in a evening college. So I lost touch with her. I visited home only during semester leaves. During my first semester end when I visited home I was in for a huge disappointment as my father was at home as he was in leave from his office in Delhi. I never got an opportunity to even kiss my mom.

The next semester was too long. I was counting the days for the end of my second semester. After my exams got over I rushed to my home. I caught the earliest train that would reach my home. The train reached my place early in the morning at 3:00. To add to my frustration there were no buses so early in the morning. After waiting for about an hour a bus came. I caught the bus and reached home only at 5:00 in the morning. As soon as I rung the bell, my mom opened the door. She informed me earlier that dad will be coming on the same day in which I have come. I signaled for whether dad has come, she said no with a mischievous smile on her face.

I dropped my back and caught her butt and pulled her close to me. Our lips met and we kissed passionately after a long time. I moved my palms from her but through her thighs to her abdomen and moved further up and caressed her breasts covered by her blouse and saree. I felt my mom’s body swivel to my loving touches. After we ended the kiss, mom said let us go inside and do it kanna. But I said, we must do it here, it’s been a long time.

I removed the saree off her body in a flash and spread it on the floor. I removed my t-shirt in a flash and my inner baniyan also came along with my t-shirt. I unzipped my pants and took them off my body and got completely naked in front of her with my 7 inch long penis stood pointed across my mother’s vagina which was exposed to me as she had stripped off her blouse and petticoat and stood naked in front of me.

We lied down on the floor and hugged each other’s naked body hard. I licked her dark nipples hard as she let out a more desperate moan. My tongue shifted base from her nipples to her pussy as my hands caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. She spread her legs far apart as I licked her clit with great passion. My mom shouted my name as she felt waves of pleasure and juices flowed out of her pussy like a waterfall. Finally I inserted my penis in her pussy after a long time and fucked her hard. I never cummed though. As and when I felt like cumming, I stopped fucking and would lie on her with my penis inserted in her pussy. About an hour passed I as I fucked her without cumming. My mom kept shouting my name as she liked that repeated orgasm she was experiencing as and when I fucked her hard. Finally I gave a few heft blows in her pussy and cummed big inside her.

After I had cummed I lied on her. Mom said, kanna we can’t be doing this anymore as your father has got his transfer and he will be back anytime soon. For which I replied but still we can do it when he is drunk. Mother said he has stopped drinking as the bell rang.

Oh no your dad has come so soon. We both with shivering hands took all the clothes. She threw all my clothes into the attached toilet. I helped her in hooking her blouse while she wore the petticoat. Few more bell sounds passed as dad kept waiting out. I helped her to tug her saree to her waist as she adjusted her saree to cover her breasts. As she proceded to the door I ran into the toilet. She opened the door making herself look as if she was just out of bed. I heard dad’s word as he entered home. Why are you dressed like a prostitute. Look at your navel, (out of hurry I tied the saree to her waist way too below her navel) if your son looks at you like this he too would try to fuck you. For which I laughed to myself.

My father continued to shout can’t you adjust your dress properly. Is this a way a woman will sleep so deeply not even knowing if she is exposed or not. Finally after all the shouting he asked has your son come. For which I came out of toilet and greeted him. He did not spare me and for my share he shouted at me for reasons known only to him and he went to bed.

Days passed I felt very depressed not able to make love with my mother anymore. One day my mom came to me and said remember Janaki. I said oh my periamma (mother’s elder sister). She said yes, and she continued she knows all about us. I was in shock I asked how, for which she said that she had revealed our relationship to her. I in anger asked why. For which she said she was in search of a surrogate father for her daughter Kavitha as her husband Nesamani was impotent. She asked me if I could spare you for which I said yes.

For a moment I got excited. Although I was deprived of sex with my mother I thought to myself I got another girl with whom I can have sex with. But not showing my delight openly I asked how did my mom reveal our affair. For which mom said, her sister asked her if I know anything about sex for which mom had blurted out our secret saying proudly that it was she who trained him.

Comming back to Kavitha she was about 30 years age and got married to Nesamani, a poor innocent man from a poor family who is living with Kavitha and her parents who is rich. As Nesamani was impotent, Kavitha’s mother Janaki was looking for a surrogate father within the family. Kavitha was a dark skinned lady but she had big boobs and a round butt. At the thought of sex with Kavitha my sexual hormones surged.

I asked her does Kavitha know about this arrangement. Mom replied very well yes. A couple of days later I packed my bags to visit Kavitha for a four day stay. When I rang the calling bell Kavitha opened the door. I met Kavitha her mother Janaki while Nesamani was out of station on a project while my periappa had gone to Kasi for some worship (probably for his daughter’s impregnation to succeed).

The day passed with extra delicious food specially prepared for me and I felt like a groom who had visited inlaws place. That night Kavitha prepared bed for me in a lonely room and asked me to sleep there. I was surprised and wondered if Kavitha had any idea about the arrangement. When my periamma saw me about to sleep in the lonely room she asked me why I was sleeping there. For which I replied Kavitha said so. She went to Kavitha’s room and shouted at her using bad language. Then she called me and ordered me to sleep in Kavitha’s room. She scolded me to be more man enough to get closer with her.

I and Kavitha were now in the same room. She was in her nightie while I was wearing a baniyan and t-shirt. I put my hand on her shoulder for which in tears she gently took my hands off her shoulder and said “Naan un akka da,” (I am your sister). I replied we can try to make love and if you don’t like it I will stop. For which Kavitha broke down. I decided not to disturb her further and we slept seperately.

Next day morning I was woken up with a bang on my head. My periamma abused me of all the bad language and woke me up. Akka came to my rescue but she too was beaten up badly. Periamma tore down my banyan and ripped off my shorts and got me naked. She continued beating down on me. With an abusive language she asked her sister to watch her do what she would not like to see. She took off her saree and stood in blouse and petticoat. She ordered me to make love with her. She threatened me that if I did not oblige then she would tell my sex affair with mom to my dad. When Kavitha came to know about it she was shocked.

She caught hold of my hair and forced me to kiss on her lips. As I smooched my periamma Kavitha cried out of shame. She pleaded mom not to continue with me. My periamma ordered me to tear off her blouse. I had no other choice but to strip her off her blouse and expose her naked breasts. I moved forward and licked her nipples. Kavitha came begging to her mom to stop and she will do whatever she wants. Then my periamma ordered her to lick my hard penis. With trembling but gentle fingers she held my hard penis and reluctantly opened her mouth to swallow my shaft.

Perhaps she did not know how it was done. I was in seventh heaven when she kept circling her tongue around my penis. My periamma caught hold of her loose hair and pushed it in and out as she said suck him like you such your lollypop. She started sucking my penis through my shaft harder and my pleasure multiplied. I have never been sucked like this not even my mother. As she rhythmically sucked me up and down my pleasure waves slowly built up and my cum started to rise from my balls to my penis.

I am about to cum akka, I said with a feeble voice. But she continued sucking as my cum built up and as I gave out a moan I cummed inside her mouth. My explosive cum came out of her mouth and got spilt all over her nighty covering her chest. The taste and odour of my cum in her throat gave her an instant vomit as she rushed to the wash basin to puke.

My periamma said you must make her to make the baby vomit in another two days. I replied as my periamma stood in front of me still making no effort to hide her tits that stood hanging like a dried up flower. I said let me take her out somewhere for two days and I will convince her and make her pregnant. For which periamma agreed. I tried to pinch her nipples as she took my hands away from her and said they will never stand up as. I’ve removed my uterus long back, don’t you know that you stupid mother fucker, saying so she left the bedroom.

That day I along with akka packed our bags and left for a nearby hill station. My periamma generously gave us a lot of money for our expenses. In a couple of hours we reached the hill station and found a wonderful bedroom. We did not have lunch as Kavitha felt uneasy to taste anything after swallowing my cum that she vomited. That evening we went to the nearby botanical garden and took photos of each other. As my akka Kavitha loves posing for photograph I took more snaps of her and I encouraged her to stand in different positions near different good locations and took snaps of her.

Suddenly a North Indian couple patted my back and asked me am I taking different snaps of my girl friend? I said no, then who is she your sister. Before I could answer the guy’s girl friend said, nah he is shy to admit, they are lovers like us – would a sister pose so sexily to her brother? Questioned the guy’s girl friend. Then the guy gave me a camera and asked us to take snaps of them together in different locations.

The guy was tall and hefty while the girl was medium height a great figure, great colour and looked very beautiful. As I took snaps of them together I thought to myself how nice it would be to be in love with such a fair and beautiful girl like her and thought to myself that the guy was lucky. Then a girl saw a beautiful rose and said wow and ran near it. She requested me to take one last snap of her with her boyfriend near the rose. As I got to position to take the photograph, the man smooched her on her lips as I took photograph. I gave them their camera back as they finished the kiss.

He then took my camera and told us to pose in all the ways how they posed so that he could return the favour by taking snaps of us together. I whispered to my sister that he thinks that we are lovers. She said she knows. I asked if I could tell them that we are siblings for which my sister said no. She justified saying that the man looks like a cop. If I would say that they are sisters then he would ask what are we doing alone and where we are coming from. If he knows that I am living with you and not with my husband here, then he might take us to the police station and we will get caught.

So we maintained as lovers. Every pose I gently and casually put my hand around her waist and stood close to her as they took different snaps of us. Then the man’s girl friend asked us to pose smooching near the rose where she had smooched her man. We couldn’t refuse nor admit that we are not lovers. I whispered to akka as to ask her what we could do, she calmly said just do what they say. As I went closer to her for the pose she whispered to me, kiss me lightly ok. I nodded my head lightly in acceptance.

I went closer to her lips as I caressed my lower lip with her upper lip like a feather. I could sense that she must have felt goosebumps around her lips as she moved her lips according to my caress. Kiss harder we are the only four here said the man. I caught hold of her butt gently and pushed towards me as I slid my right hand against her waist and gently pressed my lips on hers. Her mouth gradually opened up as I smooched her in a romantic way as the couple took snaps of us.

Then the man said great work buddy and gave us the camera and went back. I apologized to her about the kiss for which she took it in good spirits.

The sun had set and it was twilight time, I took her to a nearby textile showroom and compelled her to buy a ladies t-shirt and jeans. She was quite reluctant but I convinced her that she would look as beautiful as that man’s girl friend. She, after an hours rejection of clothes, finally settled for a red top and sea-blue jeans. She went to the change room which was located at the extreme corner of the shop. She told me to wait outside till she changed.

After a few minutes the door opened and a suttle voice from akka asked me to get inside the change room. I went in and to my surprise noticed my sister standing in front of me struggling to fit the tight top and jean. The jean could barely cover her breasts while it did not cover her stomach and her navel was clearly visible. As she could not hook up her pants it stood exposing her panty.

I said, I will go and get the same dress of bigger size and told her to wait in the room. For which she said she is unable to remove her top and jean as they are too tight and asked for my help. I asked her to raise her arms and I held the bottom of her t-shirt and raised above her breasts through her hands swiftly and took off her top. She also asked me to take off her jean which was tightly wrapped against her thighs. I tried to pull down her jean but it was too tight.

With force when I pulled down her jean her underwear also came along with it. Uhhh! with a sigh of shock she covered her pussy with both her hands. Sorry akka I said. I then separated her panty from the jean and I pulled up the panty. As I pulled it up I could not avoid but see her naked butt. From the bottom I could see her pubic hairs from her covered pussy all the way up to her butt.

She turned away from me with her hands covering her breasts but I could still see her navel and that wet spot around her pussy through the mirror. I was sure that she was aroused. She in a mellow tone asked me to bring the same pair of bigger size. I replaced the it with another pair of the same colour but with bigger size and I again went in. She tried this cloth in front of me by wearing the t-shirt and jean. It fitted her perfectly and I said wow by looking at her from head to toe.

Akka blushed and pushed me out of the change room and changed back to her churithar. We packed the cloth and went to the nearby restaurant for dinner. After a wonderful dinner and evening we walked back to the hotel quietly. To break the silence I asked her how was her stomach and that bad taste (my cum) that she vomited earlier today. She said as it was something she had never tasted before she vomited. And she slyly commented that my dick was the hardest and hottest rod that she had ever tasted.

As we entered the room, she casually threw off her churithar and got out of her pyjamas and was in her bra and pantys in front of me. But she quickly changed back to her nightie. I understood that her mind is changing about sex with me and so I teased her by stripping myself completely naked in front of her. and searched for my lungi inside our bag. Chee I am your sister would you stand in front of me like this. Asked akka in a teasing voice. For which I replied but you have already seen me like this just today morning, so I no longer feel shy I replied.

For which akka replied, mm you are grown up way too long! saying so she giggled within herself. I changed to just a lungi without anything covering my chest and I went to bed and I dozed off immediately. Next day my sister woke me up. I woke up to my surprise my sister on top of me and was naked! Her nipples pinched against me. As she left the bed and went to the bathroom with a blurred vision I could see that she wore nothing. I too wore nothing as I guessed that she had taken off my lungi and she had slept on me naked.

We got ready and we went for sight seeing for the whole day. As we reached back to the hotel room that evening. She removed all the clothes staring at me and I too removed off all my clothes. We were now naked. I admired her nipples and how firmly they stood against her fleshy boobs. And her pussy that was covered by her thick hair. I went close to her and we kissed passionately with my lips submerged inside hers. As we smooched we went to bed.

I caressed all over her body and she slithered for my touches like a snake. I kissed her from head to toe barring her breasts. Then I came back up and I kissed all around her breasts for which she responded with soft moans. Then I licked her around her nipples for which she aroused in anticipation of more. I then slowly inserted my mouth around her nipples and I licked her hard there. Meanwhile I inserted my middle finger into her moist pussy. Her legs jumped out of joy and it parted. As I kept licking her nipples harder while I fingered her pussy her hand reached for my penis and brought it closer to her pussy signalling for me to go ahead and impregnate her.

I started fucking her hard and she moaned even harder. It continued for about 15 minutes. And finally I threw all my cum this time inside her pussy. We finally relaxed and slept on each other naked. Next day morning we packed all our bags and went back to our home. Kavitha akka got pregnant and delivered a boy child who looked more like her. My periamma was very thankful of my help and I never got a chance to fuck my akka anymore.

As I continued my final year engineering course in Coimbatore with just six months more to go to complete the course I had a good friend named Nirmala also known as Nimmy. She was engaged to her maternal cousin. I saw her only like a good friend and never had any sexual intentions. She was an average student and our friendship grew as she would borrow notes from me and she too lived in the girls hostel. Once her fiance compelled her to meet him in my home town without their parent’s knowledge. She revealed her fiance’s expectation to me and said that he would never talk to her again if she rejects.

I sat down to plan their meeting to help my friend out. More to come soon ….