Pratusha's polyandry village Part II: Pratyusha Settles in Polyandry Village
…… My jaw fell open as if unhinged, and it took me a long time to recover. During that time, Sushma’s children came freshened, hugged and kissed her, and left to play. They did not seem bothered by Mom’s nudity.
When I recovered, I asked her, “You mean all three are your husbands?”
Sushma smiled, “Not three, four. Arjun went to the fields. He will be returning soon.”
I still could not recover from shock. “Apart from the legality aspect, how do they know who their children are?” I asked her, incredulous.
“Not only they. I don’t even know who the father of each child is. I can only take an educated guess. It is also possible that none of them could have fathered the child, since I am fucked by any man who fancies me or I take a fancy to. But does it matter?” she asked innocently. I stared in disbelief.
“It doesn’t matter? For any man, it is a matter of pride to know he fathered a child,” I said.
Sushma shrugged. “They love all children as their own. There was never an issue about who was the father of the child,” she said as a matter of fact. We were silent for a few minutes.
“If this news gets out, all hell will break loose, and your village will be front-line news all over the world. How have you managed to keep it under wraps?” I inquired curiously.
“Our private lives are a closely guarded secret. For the outside world, we are like any normal village. Arjun is my husband, and the kids are ours. If anyone visits, my other husbands will go to their homes. We put on an act as long as necessary. Everyone plays their part, “Sushma said.
I hesitated and asked, “Why have you revealed your secret to me? What made you think that I will not reveal? “
She smiled.” When Kishan called about you, I warned everyone to be careful and to put on our act for your benefit. I myself put on a thick nightie over the transparent one and went to the gate to look at you. You were walking towards our house. One look at you, your bouncing bra-less boobs, and the peculiar gait women have when fucked in the ass, and I knew you were special.
“Correct me if I am wrong. You are fucked in all holes many times to your satisfaction in the last two days, but you are not getting enough fucking in other days.” She paused.
“Yes, you are right, I don’t know how you guessed, but it doesn’t answer why you should trust me?” I asked, puzzled.
“You are like me; we have heavy-duty cunts and asses, meant for 24X7 fucking. We have high capacity, stamina for rigorous fucking. I knew you would love to migrate to my village, marry many men, and be happy. So I trusted you,” she said with a straight face.
I burst out laughing, “Are you crazy? Why would I leave all comforts of a town and shift to this remote village?” I asked, still chuckling, and stopped suddenly as Arjun, her fourth, or rather first husband, walked in.
I could not help staring at him. He was quite handsome. He was more than six feet tall and barrel-chested. Even through the loose shirt, his massive biceps, triceps, and muscular body contours were visible. He was agile like a tige, his immense strength reminded me of a coiled spring.
He had a thick mop of hair, and his large, black eyes were surprisingly gentle, incongruous with his WWE wrestler body. My cunt went into overdrive and started pouring out juice when I glanced at his thick, matted hair on his chest, visible through the opened top two buttons of his shirt, and hair on his forearms.
I blushed as I imagined his thick pubic hair tickling my cunt as he pushed his cock fully in my cunt.
His eyes were also darting onto my nipples and cunt, the seeping wetness was now visible on the white leggings. My T-shirt was too short to cover cunt. I thought when I left my parents’ village that I had been fucked enough to last me for ten days, and I would not have a craving till then, but my cunt was again hungry.
Sushma brought me into this world by introducing him. I joined hands and said” Namaste” and wished I didn’t blush so obviously.
He assured me that he would get the car repaired first thing in the morning and to relax. He went in to change and shower.
Sushma smiled at me, “I can read you like a book. Come, I will take you to our bedroom. You wait for him in my bed naked, I will send him to fuck you.” My heart was racing as she led me to their bedroom.
It took me a few seconds to remove T shirt and leggings. Sushma watched and nodded with approval as she took in my hourglass figure, heavy tits, slender waist, deep navel, and generous hips.
“I am glad your cunt is clean-shaven. Arjun is very fussy about it; others don’t mind much,” she said, running her hands along my inner thigh and checking the smoothness of cunt mound. After a few minutes, she left.
Arjun finished his shower and came into the room, saying, “Hey, Sush, have you seen that lady’s nipples jutting out, waiting to be chewed, and that wet patch near cunt. Do you think she will allow me to fuck her?” he froze in shock, and his eyes widened as he saw me waiting naked in his bed.
His inaction lasted only a few seconds. In front of my eyes, his cock stretched to full height, and his body was just as I imagined. His body was covered with such thick, black hair that it was as if he were wearing a black woolen coat. His forearms and thighs were also covered in black hair, giving him an irresistible animal look.
I thought he would fuck me on the bed. He caught hold of my ankles and roughly pulled me to the edge of the bed. He lifted me as easily as he would a child, and I wrapped my hands around his neck. I crossed my legs around his waist, he rubbed my cunt and parted lips with fingers, and pushed his cock in. I lowered my crotch and felt his cock sliding smoothly in my cunt, rubbing very wet cunt walls….and kissed him.
He carried me into the hall and was lifting me by holding my buttocks and dropping onto his crotch even while walking. I was enjoying the ride by pressing my feet on his buttocks. His hard, washboard six-pack abs and granite-like chest were wonderful to crush and rub my body and tits.
When we entered the hall, Ratan and Gopi had finished their chores and were discarding clothes. Within seconds, their cocks were rigid at the sight of my bouncing boobs and Arjun’s pounding of my cunt. Arjun sat on the settee and turned me to the other side so that my back was facing him. He did it so effortlessly, without taking out cock from cunt.
I wondered why until I saw the other two approaching me. Gopi kneeled in front of me and started sucking my tits, and Ratan pushed his cock into my mouth…and Arjun was lifting and dropping me on his cock as if he was rocking a baby.
Arjun told Sushma, who was watching proudly,” Sush, this lady’s cunt is quite tight, and she is an expert in cunt muscle control; she is amazing.”
I was wondering if I was dreaming. Ratan told Arjun to lie on his back and turn me to his side so that he could fuck me in the ass.
Gopi, who was squeezing and sucking my tits, took out his mouth and asked: “First ask her if she wants it or not”.
In reply, I got up, took out Arjun’s cock from my cunt, and as he moved back to lie on his back, I straddled him and impaled my flowing cunt on his glistening cock covered with my juices. Then I sprawled on his chest and parted my ass cheeks with both hands, inviting Ratan to fuck me.
Ratan waited for me to completely push Arjun’s cock and applied gel on his cock and in my anus, and pushed it slowly in. The sweet, familiar pain was driving me up the wall. I tried to relax my muscles by sucking Gopi’s cock.
Then they started fucking me steadily and nicely. They had good coordination; they were varying pace, force to give me maximum pleasure. Arjun and Gopi were mauling my tits.
I was on cloud nine when Sushma tapped me on the shoulder.
“Maa’m, hope you are enjoying yourself. Anything else you require?” she asked with exaggerated deference of a waiter.
“Everything is splendid, thank you. Nothing else, wait a minute. Is it possible to taste cum of Bablu?” I said, taking out Gopi’s cock. Everyone broke into laughter at my joke.
Just on cue, Bablu and her other young adult kids returned. I was paralyzed with shame, shock, and guilt. There was no time to rush and hide.
Children gave curious glances as kids do when they find strangers in the house, but acted as if everything was normal. In fact, a nineteen-year-old girl sat next to Arjun as he was thumping me and talked to him about her grades and how the teacher appreciated her. Arjun told her he was happy and proud as he was giving upward thrusts and squeezing my tits.
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