Hey! I have been writing after a long time, this time with another story. As always, I love your feedback on [email protected]. This will be a slow read, so brace yourself!
In a remote village that exists in its own time, a world forgotten by the digital age. Here, the hum of the internet was replaced by the bellowing of cattle and the distant shouts of children playing among the mud-brick homes. Every year, with the changing seasons, the men migrated to distant states for work.
They left the women to manage the fields and herds. For months, the village belonged to the steadfast women and the children. The village was also peculiar in its gender ratio. Women outnumbered the men by a lot.
In one such home lived Chandan with his wife, Madhuri, and their three children: Prerna, Ravi, and Sakshi. As was the custom in their community, his sister, Preeti, and her family lived nearby. Though their father had grown frail with age, his mother remained hale and lively, a pillar of strength.
Today, Chandan and Bhanu’s families accompanied them to the bus stop, bidding their loved ones goodbye. They wouldn’t be seeing them again for a long time. With teary eyes, the women and children waved farewell. As the bus faded into the distance, Madhuri’s chest felt heavy, missing her husband already.
Though this ritual had occurred for generations, she still struggled each time Chandan left for months on end. She does appreciate that this time apart creates a yearning so great in their hearts. When he returns, they can barely make it to their bedroom, ready to rip each other apart, making love with such passion.
With time, the intensity of their lovemaking dies down a little, the more they’re together. The last few weeks may not have been exciting. So, she looks forward to the day when he’ll be back, missing her dearly, ready to make her legs sore.
With the men gone, the village feels empty with no one out playing cards under the shade, the streets empty by evening. Back at Chandan’s house, Madhuri feels lonely and in heat; she wishes her husband were there. Alas, she has to make do until he’s back.
Ravi, on the other hand, feels elated. In the next few months, his father won’t be around to boss him for working with the cattle and helping in the fields. He was looking forward to having fun with his cousin Vikas, who was the only other boy in the village of his age.
Dreaming of swimming in the pond, going fishing and playing with him all day, he falls asleep. As the sun dawns, he’s woken by his mother’s scolding, patting him on the back to wake up, unwillingly, he wakes up as she keeps nagging him.
Ravi: Why would you wake me up so early, maa? Let me sleep in some more.
Madhuri: Get your lazy ass up Our cow isn’t giving milk like she used to. I need your help.
Ravi: What can I even do here? Stop bothering me.
Madhuri: Get our bull from your bua’s (aunt’s) home.
Unwillingly, he set out to his aunt’s home to get their bull, telling Vikas they’ll be meeting once he’s done. With great effort, he manages to bring the bull to their shed. His mother had tied up the cow to the shed and was waiting for them.
Madhuri: Took you quite some time. Where were you roaming?
Ravi: I swear I went straight and came with him, he’s quite strong and stubborn, you know? I struggled a lot to bring him here.
Madhuri: Ok, Ok, now bring him closer to the cow, make him stand behind her.
Ravi: Why?
Madhuri: Because she’s not giving milk like she used to and needs to breed again. Now stop asking stupid questions and bring the bull behind the cow. Ravi obliged to her commands. He pulled the bull right behind the cow, the bull smelling the cow’s nether regions, licking her.
Ravi: By the way, this is her son, na? It was so unfortunate that our other bull died.
Madhuri: Well, he died of old age, he had strong seed, and that’s why this bull is so strong and mighty. Similarly, his seed in her should give us more healthy calves.
Ravi: How will we put his seed inside her maa? Look at what he’s doing! He’s licking her where she pisses from, so gross!
Madhuri: Shut up, you stupid boy, and wait till they finish. Take the bull back to your aunt’s house once this is done.
Being devoid of the internet, the boys were idiots who had no idea of what sex was. Nor did the married women, apart from the basics told to them by their elders before their first night of marriage. The bull, now in full fervour, mounted the cow, his front legs gripping her sides.
The cow, though initially resistant, seemed to give in after a while. After a few moments, she allowed the bull to penetrate her. Ravi watched in fascination, his eyes wide with curiosity. He had never seen such a thing before. The raw, primal nature of the act was both fascinating and repulsive to him.
Madhuri, observing from a distance, nodded in satisfaction. She knew that this was a necessary part of their life in the village, a cycle that ensured the continuity of their livestock and, by extension, their livelihood.
As the bull dismounted, she turned to Ravi and said, “Now, take the bull back to your aunt’s house. We need to ensure that the cow is comfortable and well taken care of in the coming days.”
Ravi, still processing what he had just witnessed, nodded and led the bull away, his mind buzzing with questions and thoughts. He couldn’t wait to share this experience with Vikas. He would undoubtedly be as intrigued and confused as he was.
He filled him with the details of the event, as they walked to the harvested fields, flinging mud at each other as a form of game and wrestling each other. They were covered with dirt and mud. They decided to head to the pond now to wash the mud off and have a swim.
When they reached there, some village women were already there, half stripped, washing their clothes. It was one of the privileges that the women partook when they no longer needed to cover themselves at such public places due to the absence of men.
They stopped, a bit hesitant to jump into the pond now. The women were their mother’s age and some were their sisters. Ravi slowly approached the women and asked if they could swim in the pond. The women didn’t feel the need to cover up as they seemed to be naïve and young.
One of the women said, “Take off your clothes and swim, or you’ll muddy the whole water” Ravi and Vikas looked at each other, a bit taken aback by the woman’s suggestion. They had never been in such a situation before. The thought of undressing in front of the women was.
“Come on, don’t be shy,” another woman encouraged, laughing. “I am like your mother.” Ravi and Vikas exchanged a glance, then slowly began to remove their clothes, their hearts pounding in their chests. The women watched with amusement, some of them even making comments about the boys’ bodies.
Once undressed, Ravi and Vikas cautiously stepped into the pond, the cool water enveloping their bodies. They splashed each other, their laughter echoing through the valley. The women, too, were enjoying the freedom of the moment, their laughter and chatter filling the air.
They washed the boys’ clothes too and joined in for the swim. A little later, they gathered at the bank of the pond to wash their bodies with soap. They called in the boys to join in as well. “That’s enough swimming, come and wash yourself properly with soap,” said one of the women.
The ladies obeyed, swimming close to the shore, emerging out of the water, exposing their young bodies. The boys have been trying to avoid looking at the women’s naked bodies. But now that they walked close to them, seeing them like that gave Ravi a hardcore erection. Vikas was yet to be fully hardened.
Unaware of their cocks getting hard at the sight in front of them, they approached the women. The women gasped in awe as they saw the young, hard cocks. The boys approached to take the soap, one of the ladies held Ravi’s hand and offered to wash him.
“You won’t do it properly, let me help you.” Without waiting for him to complete his sentence, she started running her hands on his body. She was rubbing soap on him, running her fingers on his shoulder to his chest and sliding her hand in his armpit.
They had several questions on their mind. Like, why did the women not have a dick like them, or why were they getting hard down there? But against better judgment, they decided to stay quiet and let things happen.
Another woman was standing behind him. “I’ll lend a hand too”, the women giggle, watching them 2 play with the boy. His body freezes as the other lady goes down. Her nose touches his butt cheeks while she lathers the back of his thighs, and the other playfully rubs him just above his crotch.
Their hands slowly push boundaries as an act of curiosity, “Look, what a cute butt this boy has.” The others join in squeezing his butt, clueless, and he stands still while getting touched. A hand grabs his cock firmly, sending shivers down his spine.
“Look, Indu, you haven’t washed the boy properly yet,” said one of the women who joined in, stroking him slowly. Indu cups his balls, while the other ladies have spared him. He has the other woman still down on him, spreading his ass cheeks and running her fingers on his ass crack.
So self-consumed with this strange sensation, he almost forgot about Vikas. When he looked over, he was lying down with his hands pinned above his head by one. The other woman sat on his crotch, lathering him with soap. Before he could say anything, he felt a finger pushing its way into his asshole.
Confused and ecstatic, he remained speechless, while the other two took turns stroking his cock frivolously. He felt pressure building up, and as a strong sense of pleasure washed over him. He cum on their hands.
The women laughed and clapped at the sight of Ravi’s climax, teasing him playfully. “Look at you, little man,” one said, wiping the semen from her hand with a piece of cloth. “You’re growing up so fast!”
Ravi’s face flushed red with embarrassment, but the feeling was also strangely pleasurable. He had never experienced anything like this before. Meanwhile, Vikas was being washed by two other women. Their hands were moving over his body with surprising tenderness and care.
One of them took his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip, causing him to let out a gasp of surprise. The other woman began to massage his testicles, her thumb sliding up and down his shaft. Vikas’s body responded instinctively, his cock hardening even further.
The woman who had been washing his chest looked down and saw his reaction. “Looks like someone’s enjoying this,” she said, her voice filled with mischief. She bent down and joined her friend. Both of them took turns to suck on his cock while the others watched with excitement.
The women’s hands and mouths were everywhere, exploring every inch of their young, untouched bodies. Ravi and Vikas were overwhelmed by the sensations, their hips involuntarily bucking against the women’s touches. The women were experienced in the ways of pleasure.
Having lived their lives with only the company of their husbands and no access to the outside world. They had missed the feel of a young, hard cock for a long time.
“Enjoyed the bath, boys?”
“Yes!” they said in unison. They were courteous enough to clothe the boys as they finished. Indu, who was Ravi’s neighbour as well, told them, “Let’s not tell your moms about our fun. See you boys later!”