Pratyusha’s Polyandry village Part III

                                           Pratyusha’s Polyandry village Part III

(Though this is a sequel to Pratyusha’s Polygamy village Parts I and II, it is not necessary to have read those parts to follow this. 

Pratyusha’s car had a breakdown in a deserted place, she finds a village which has a strange custom of women having 4,5 husbands and all living happily. She convinces husband and settles down in the village and marries 4 more men.

Those stories were immensely liked by many ladies, probably because they might have found the concept exciting and the idea of being treated like a queen by many husbands, with no household chores and enjoy being heads of matriarchal society must have appealed to them. If you wish to read first two parts, please type “Pratyusha’s polygamy village’ in search. 

On the request of many, especially Pratyusha, I am writing this sequel. You may be interested to know that Pratyusha is, in a way, living out her dream. She is now a famous call girl in Chennai, under tutelage of Rajani. Please send your comments and suggestions to kamaraju77@gmail.com or kamraju.rathi@gmail.com)

When the phone rang, I lifted the cordless and took Uday’s cock from my mouth and said “Hello”.

“Pratyusha, there is a lady here with a baby. She says her car had a break down and she needs help” Prakash on security duty told me. I am the President of village Panchayat and no strangers are allowed inside without my permission.

I was stunned. Suddenly it struck me that exactly 19 years back on the same day and same month and at same time, my car also broke down and I stumbled into this paradise, this village. I met Sushmaji and ……….

…my deep sense of Déjà vu was disturbed by three people.

“Mom, wake up…suck me fast please, I will be late to school” Uday, my second son was shaking me.

“Mom, is something wrong? You were happily giving upward thrusts and suddenly you went into coma” my elder son Ishant was complaining pounding my cunt harder.

“Pratyusha, are you there? What should I tell the lady?” Prakash was asking.

I came into this world and cleared my throat.

“Ask her to wait for few minutes. I am sending Uday to pick her up” I told Prakash and disconnected the phone.

“Uday, I will suck you but you must come fast, go and pick up that lady.” I told Uday and started sucking hard and fast.

“It is not fair, Mom. Every time I have to go. Why can’t Ishant go? I will fuck your cunt and you can suck him?” Uday was complaining as he also started to move hips fast.

“One more word of complaint and you know the punishment” I warned him. He exploded in my mouth in few minutes as I squeezed and scratched his balls.

He kissed me, dressed up and left in a hurry.

“Ishant, you also have to come fast. They will be here in few minutes” I urged him as I lifted my buttocks and gave forceful upward thrusts.

“You help me ,Mom.. to cum fast” he said panting and moving his cock in and out with lightening speed.

“Mmmmmm… ok, your maths teacher , Reshma, came to class in a skimpy bikini, top is just a ribbon barely covering her nipples…..” I told him as if hypnotizing.

“Wooowww. Don’t stop , Mom” now his speed was increasing as he gripped my buttocks and was pinching hard.

“Her bikini bottom is just a transparent flimsy cloth; you can see her cunt crack. She asked you a question , you didn’t answer. She asked you to stand up on the bench…. She comes to you.. and..”

“Mmmmmm….Mom.. you are killing me… tell me… then..” I knew he was nearing climax. I also opened my tap and let go juices in full flow.

“Her face is near your crotch level. Your cock is already hard and jumping. She unzips and removes your cock …. And as your friends are jealously watching…. She licks…and..” my sexy, husky voice narrating his dream triggered his ejaculation.

He buried cock full and kept filling my cunt with warm cum in many spurts…. and not too soon. 

I barely managed to wipe cunt with cloth and put on a nighty…before Uday and that lady came in.

I just stared. I couldn’t help. She was gorgeous.  All ladies have tits but few ladies are blessed to have tits like Monica Belucci or Mallika Sherawat.

This lady had jugs that were knock outs. She wore a sleeveless T shirt without bra…and a short skirt…showing off shapely thighs and legs.

“I am sorry to trouble you so early in morning…” she started apologizing.

“No. It is OK. Today is Holiday. Tomorrow I will send for a mechanic in nearby town. You can stay here” I told her.

She said she could not find signal for mobile. I asked her to use landline. She called and told her husband and parents not to worry.  

I was ravenously hungry. 

I shouted “ Bhargav. Please come here for a minute”

Bhargav came running from kitchen.”Yes, dear. What do you want? I know you must be hungry after all that…….”he suddenly stopped after seeing the new lady.

“What would you like to have? Coffee or Tea?  Breakfast is also ready. Please join me, I am very hungry” I told and sat near dining table.

“Tea would be fine, Thank you” she said pulling a chair.

“Very cute, baby” I complimented, taking the child from her. That boy was 7 months old, plump and fair. He didn’t cry like some children do when grabbed by strangers.

He immediately pushed tiny hand in my nighty and started playing with my nipple. She was embarrassed and was about to take him. 

I laughed and said “Typical male. Tit man. Don’t worry” and removed my left boob from nighty and told him” Now play as much as you want”. The boy was pushing fists into boobs and playing with my nipples and was giggling happily.

Lady averted eyes embarrassed.

Bhargav served us breakfast. I was amused to see his erection at the sight of the lady’s boob contours. She also noticed but looked away hurriedly.

Like me, she was also ravenously hungry.

“Why not? She must have been fucked royally in all holes and left in a hurry without even putting on a panty or bra” I thought to myself.  Again I had the feeling of Déjà vu, as I recollected I also left my home in a similar state when I landed here 19 years back. My three children came out dressed in school uniforms, hugged and kissed me and said Namaste to new Aunty.

She watched stunned as my kids fondled my boobs while talking and playing with the baby. Baby was also laughing showing toothless gums and pulling my daughter’s hair.

“Did you finish breakfast?” I asked them.

She jumped a foot when my 12 year old son told me” Yes, Mom. When they were fucking you”. 

I thought she would have a heart attack if he also told who was fucking me.

After they left, her son was getting restless.

“I think he is hungry, you should feed him” I told her.

“Yes, can you ask Bhargav to get some hot water. I will mix the powder” she took out milk tin from her bag.

“Why you don’t feed him? Your tits look heavy with milk” I asked her.

She smiled shyly” I feed him at home. When I am away, he is on bottle. He doesn’t drink much. And I produce so much, I squeeze out the milk. In fact, now my tits are beginning to pain” she said smiling.

“Then feed him now. Both will be happy” I advised her.

‘I would love to. But there are many males around. Bhargav, one Gardener and a man escorting your kids to school… your house is crawling with men. So I am reluctant” she told me.

I smiled and got up “Oh, you want privacy? Come, we will go to my bed room”.  I invited her.

She got up, thanking me.

“But I have to warn you. My bedroom is having many erotic pictures. If you are orthodox or conservative, we will go to my children’s room” I warned her.

She laughed. It had a sweet, musical note.

“Come on, I don’t think you can have anything that I have not already seen. My husband and I watch porn together” she said standing up.

I shrugged and took her to my bedroom.

She sat on the bed lifted her top and wiped her boobs with a wet cloth and her son hungrily grabbed a tit and started sucking. I resisted a mad urge to grab the other tit.

Her jaw fell open as she looked at the photographs adorning the walls. I have hundreds of my fucking photos but I selected the best, got them enlarged and laminated.

They are so life like and all details are crystal clear.

I don’t like indoor pictures. First photo was taken when I engaged all 5 cocks of my husbands’ near a waterfall. The background and light and shade were perfect.  We had an ace photographer in our group. He patiently waited for the perfect moment and then clicked.

This showed my back, I had my first husband Murali’s cock in cunt as I straddled him, Bhargav’s cock was half way in my ass and I turned and was looking at camera with Anil’s cock almost buried in my mouth. I was held up in my position by Rajesh who was standing to my left and Kiran who was standing in front of me. I was pumping their cocks with both hands. 

The look of ecstasy in my face was the high light of the picture, of course, my juices glistening on Murali’s cock and bulging veins on Bhargav’s cock were also quite beautiful. On the whole, the picture was a classic.

Her jaw stayed unhinged as she looked at next photograph.  This was taken during our picnic to the beach.  I was lying on a rock with deep blue sea and light blue sky as back drop.  In the warm sunshine, all my husbands managed to synchronize their ejaculation and shot and drenched me in warm jets of sperm at same time.  I was laughing merrily as sperm wads were flowing freely on my face, tits and neck.

They were not in the frame, only their cocks.

She was too stunned to speak for several minutes as her gaze kept darting from one photograph to the other. There were many, in different locations, but all out door.

Finally she asked “I see your cook Bhargav in all pictures. Your husband won’t mind?” 

I told her “Bhargav is an excellent cook. But he is my husband also”

She gasped “What? I am so sorry; I should have realized when he called you ‘Dear”.  But he doesn’t mind you getting fucked by so many cocks?” she asked hesitantly.

“No, he doesn’t. Because all five are my husbands. Even if they are not, it is not a problem. In our village any cock any fuck any hole, our only rule is that there should be no force, coercion, threat etc.  Believe me, we never had any problem, when there are so many willing cunts and cocks, there is no need to force anyone” I told her.

She slowly recovered her composure.  Baby had gone to sleep while sucking. She gently lowered him onto the bed, arranged pillows on either side and got up.

“I will go to bathroom and squeeze out the excess milk.  Tits have become hard like stones” she said and I stopped her.

“What? You are going to waste such precious commodity?” I asked her incredulously.

She laughed “Can you suggest a better alternative?” she asked mockingly.

“Several” I answered her and shouted “ Ishant, Uday come here fast”.

They came over within seconds. She was watching dazed.

“They are my sons, Ishant and Uday.  Kids, meet …..” I laughed embarrassed.

 “Gosh, I didn’t even ask your name” 

“I am Sushma” she said in a low voice. 

I was thunder struck.  When I first came here, I met Sushmaji who mentored me. Now , this Sushma,  is she destined to take over from me?

I recovered and said “Kids, she is Sushma aunty, she has a small problem, her tits are heavy with milk. I stopped her from draining in sink. I want you to gently suck her milk”

“It would be a pleasure” Ishant said and gently pulled her to him as he sat on the bed. Uday sat next to him, they lifted her top and grabbed each tit by both hands and gently started sucking. Sushma slowly relaxed and was moaning softly and pressed their heads more firmly to her tits.

Her boobs were quite big and it required their both hands to squeeze. She guiltily looked at me and smiled.

 I smiled back and asked her “Do you mind if I make a guess about you?” She replied “No, go ahead”

I told her “You are very horny and you are not getting enough fucking from your husband. May be 3, 4 times a week. Prior to marriage you were very active and would get fucked by many cocks, many times. My guess is by your brothers, Sister’s husbands and probably even by your Dad. You went to your home, got fucked royally and on your way back you lost your way since you were day dreaming about the marvelous time you had… until your car broke down. How far is it true?”

She stared me amazed and asked “Are you a clairvoyant? How did you guess so accurately? You are right on almost everything, except my hubby’s fucking frequency. He fucks me once a week”

I laughed and said “My dear, I was not guessing. Exactly same thing happened to me 19 years back on this same day and same month”

My sons drained her milk and she thanked them, they dodged around little longer to see if she would ask them to fuck her and left reluctantly, they said they had special classes and would be back in an hour.

As she reached for her Top, I asked her “You are fully wet and rearing to get fucked, Why don’t you?”

She stood hesitating.

I told her firmly” See, Bitches are horny only when they are in heat. Ladies like you and me, we are in heat 24x7, it is a blessing and also a curse. So shed inhibitions, modesty and cloths and follow me. They don’t suit us”.

She said feebly” What about the baby?”

I told her not to worry we have a swing with barricades for protection in the hall, where he would be safe.

She slowly got out of her shorts.  I was right, she was not wearing a panty and her shorts crotch area was all wet. Her smooth cunt mound was prominent and her boob’s grandeur was accentuated by her flat stomach. She slowly lifted her son and followed me into the hall.

After we settled baby comfortably in his swing, I called out for Bhargav.

Bhargav came from kitchen. His jaw dropped when he saw the naked Sushma.

“Bhargav, call Rajesh and Anil and start servicing the lady” I told him.

“But I am preparing lunch….” He mumbled.

“Don’t worry. I will take care of it” I assured him. He went and called others.

I introduced my husbands to her, she shook hands with them.  I relaxed in sofa and settled comfortably to watch the grand show.

They undressed. Their erect dicks were jumping. They led her gently to the sette which they shifted into the middle of the hall. They made her lie on her back. 

Anil gently kissed her while kneading her right nipple. Rajesh started sucking her right tit. Sushma closed her eyes in pleasure and moaned softly as Bhargav kissed her cunt mound.

I have experienced many times the sheer joy my husbands awash ladies with, with their perfect, tandem fucking.

Anil has hard, granite like hands because of hard labour in Gardening.  He is incapable of soft handling.  Rajesh has soft hands and is capable of only soft handling.  Anil was roughly squeezing her left tit and ravenously sucking, biting and chewing nipple.

In contrast, Rajesh was softly squeezing and kissing and licking areola and nipple. He caught nipple lightly between teeth and was stroking it with tongue. His fingers massage tits with the finesse of a Piano Maestro.  It is awesome.

Bhargav is gifted with an acrobatic tongue. He can twist, curl and bend tongue like no one else can. He was exploring her cunt innards with that serpent like tongue driving her up the wall. He will first lick all the walls and zero in on to the most erotic zone of the lady. Then she is his slave. He makes them beg for more.

As he clamped his hands on her buttocks and was stroking her clit with rapid strokes with his magic tongue, reminding me of the rapid movement of Butterfly wings, Sushma arched her buttocks in air, moaned loudly and discharged corpulent jets of liquid in his mouth. Her thighs, buttocks shivered violently as if given electric shock.

“Fuck me…. Fuck me.. Please” she begged him. He ignored her. He licked her till last drop and parted her lips and buried his shaft with one smooth stroke.

Air escaped from her lungs in a “Whoosh” sound. He steadily fucked her with his trade mark ferocity.  

Anil whispered in her ear “Dear, do you like Anal?”

Sushma almost screamed “ I love Anal. Will you fuck me?” 

Now  Bhargav took out his cock and lay on his back and Sushma impaled her flowing cunt on his glistening cock and once it was buried to the hilt she bent and arched her back. 

Anil applied gel liberally on her anus hole and his cock and slowly pushed it in.

She sighed and I knew she had mastered the art of Anal fucking by the way she was squirming her buttocks.  Rajesh didn’t need invitation to push his cock in her mouth. 

I went into kitchen and stirred the food and spent ten minutes and by the time I came back   they settled into perfect rhythm.  Sushma was moving forward and back and it was fascinating the way one cock would enter her hole full length while the other cock would travel out. Bhargav was giving thrusts from down.

“What is going on?” a booming voice suddenly startled us. We were all so immersed in activity that we didn’t notice My Mom Rajani, who came noiselessly like a cat.

For all of us, except Sushma, it was not unusual. It is as normal and mundane as if my Mom came in when we were playing caroms or cards.

Sushma was startled, looked up at Rajani and her face turned crimson. I could understand her embarrassment.

I conducted introductions. “Mom, this gorgeous lady is Sushma, her car had a breakdown. So she came for assistance. Sushma, this is my Mom, Rajani”

Sushma didn’t know how to react. Here she was, getting fucked by her daughter’s husbands and how does one greet in such situation?

She took out Rajesh’s cock from her mouth joined hands and said “Namaste”

Rajani smiled at her and told her not to mind her and to enjoy fucking.

Sushma thanked her and was about to take Rajesh’s cock in mouth, hesitated and asked her” If you don’t mind can I ask you something? You look like Pratyusha‘s sister, not like mother. What is your secret?”…. and started sucking and grinding her hips on Bhragav’s cock.

My mom laughed proudly and squeezed her own melons.

“Thanks Sushma, secret of my health is proteins. I drank buckets and buckets of it. In fact, I came here for my daily quota. Pratyusha where are my darling grandchildren? Ishant and Uday?” she asked me.

Sushma could not resist curiosity. She took out cock again, much to the chagrin of Rajesh and asked her what this protein was and where was it available.

All of us laughed so much, she was baffled.

“It is in the cock you are sucking” Rajesh told her and roughly held her head and pushed his cock in her mouth.

On cue, my sons came, saw the action on sette and were immediately ready with hard cocks. They kissed grand Mother and squeezed her tits playfully.

As she unzipped Uday’s pant and pulled out cock, he pleaded with her “Please Granny, why don’t you suck Bhai? I wanted to fuck Mom’s cunt”

Ishant gave a clump on his brother’s head.

“Show respect and consideration to elders. Grand Ma is asking you because she loves your cum taste” he admonished him.

“It is Ok darling. Uday, you fuck Mom and when you are about to cum, fill my mouth? OK? Meanwhile I will suck Ishant” Rajani showed a way out.

I got out of my nighty and spread myself on another sette. My cunt was already wet and overflowing. Uday greedily licked and then started fucking me.

Rajesh and Anil changed positions and alternately fucked Sushma in Ass and mouth. She would wipe cocks with a wet cloth I kept nearby.

Finally Anil came in her mouth first. She started screaming out in pleasure.

“Mmmmm….. fuck me harder…. Deeper…muuaaahhhh…. I love you all” and when they filled her both holes at the same time, she lost control and shrieked.

At the same moment, Uday took cock from my cunt and shoved in Rajani’s mouth and exploded in her mouth. Ishant  came and fucked me in cunt and he also filed it in next few seconds.

I think his Mom’s shrieks woke the baby up. He howled and brought us all onto earth.  Sushma ran and picked him up. Juices were flowing out from all her holes.

Her stock of milk was exhausted. So this time Bhargav brought hot water and she made milk from milk powder and fed him in a bottle. Her jumping boobs and ass and oozing holes had everyone hypnotized.

Then we had lunch, Bhargav surpassed himself, all his dishes were perfect.  Sushma was overwhelmed. After a sumptuous meal, we relaxed in my bed room.

Rajani went to her home after some time……………………..

…………………………….”Am I dreaming?” Sushma asked me after we woke up after couple of hours of nap.

“If it is a dream, you would never want to wake up. Our village is such a paradise” I told her smiling.

My kids came from school and were playing with the doll like baby of Sushma. Even Baby was enjoying their pampering. After she fed him, I asked her if she would like to see village. She was enthusiastic.

I showed her our parks, Gym, school, swimming pool where many people were swimming in the nude and some couples were sucking and licking. Tennis courts also had few naked ladies running about.

“I revolutionized this village. Now School has power point, computers, all women are graduates. Even farming we follow latest technology” I said.

Sushma was amazed “Is it not risky? If word gets out, you and your village will be head line news all over the world. Your village will be swarmed with journalists and TV channels” she asked curiously.

“True” I admitted. ”When I came here, there were no outdoor frolics since we didn’t have control at entry point. Now I installed CCTVs, round the clock surveillance and no one can come in and gate won’t be opened unless I approve. If some stranger is at the gate, within seconds people will get dressed up and act normal.”

“Do you know who the father of each child is?” she asked curiously.

I shrugged.” I can only guess.  It doesn’t matter. They all love all children equally. Officially Murali is my husband and children are his, practically, everyone is a dad” I told her.

Sushma was doubtful “Why have you shown me everything? How can you trust me that I won’t squeak out? Not that I will” she asked me.

I remained silent.

“Let us go and meet Sushmaji. She was the one who invited me to the village” I told her and led the way into a neat, small house. 

She was reading a religious book. She aged gracefully. She received us happily. When I told her about new Sushma and her car breaking down, she burst out laughing.

“So, she is your successor. I can see that. Train her well “ She advised me.

“Wait a minute, I am not going to spend rest of my life in this village, so far from town and fun and frolic” Sushma protested.

“It is all predestined, my dear” Sushmaji told her smiling as we took her leave.

When we returned my other two husbands also arrived. Murali, my first husband came from town and Kiran, my fifth husband returned from fields.

Needless to say, they all fucked Sushma whole night. I looked after her baby; baby became quite comfortable with my three small children, so it was not a problem. I vaguely remember Murali and Prakash fucking me silently in the night.

Next day, after breakfast, her car was repaired by mechanic. She was reluctant to leave.

I told her my story, how I caught Murali fucking his sisters and how I suggested to him of my plan to shift to village and marry these studs. Everyone was happy.

As she waved and drove away saying she would think over about shifting to my village, I did not have a shadow of doubt that she would return and she did, after 5 days.

So, with a smile I told Prakash to send her in when he told that she came with bag, baggage and husband……………………..

THE END