Tale of a deserted village – Part 3

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The next morning rolled into the village slow and easy, like a warm breeze. With the men gone, the women were handling things. The younglings, though? They were enjoying their time.

Ravi, Prerna, and Sakshi were sitting in their room, laughing about wild dreams and stories. Vikas and Gouri, Preeti’s kids, sat down with them, eyes wide. Ravi started telling a story about a bull and a cow he saw yesterday.

“So, Ravi, what did the bull do to that cow?” Gouri asked, her voice all sweet but with a sneaky grin.

Ravi grinned back, loving the attention. “He got on top of her,” he said, cheeks going pink. “You know, climbed right on.”

Gouri squinted at him. “Really?”

“I saw it myself!” Ravi said, his face getting hot.

“Prove it,” Vikas said, giving him a sly look.

Ravi didn’t even think—up he went, half-tripping over his feet. He bent over. Swung his hips. Grunts came out, silly ones. The girls were laughing their asses off at his gestures.

Sakshi has always been a curious one, lying on the ground, spreading her legs in the air. “So, the cow just lay like this?” she asked.

Ravi’s jaw dropped, his shorts tightening at the sight of his sister’s thighs. “Not really,” he said, voice shaky. “You’d have to be on your hands and knees.” He stepped closer, heart pounding, hands on her waist, positioning her on all fours.

He started moving against her, his bulge rubbing her soft butt through her skirt. “Aah,” Sakshi let out a little squeak, half giggling, half surprised. Madhuri, out grabbing firewood, heard the noise and crept over.

She peeked in and froze, seeing her kids playing such a wild game. Her heart was racing. Part of her wanted to yell, but something about their innocence stopped her. She stayed quiet, watching from the corner.

Ravi kept going, hips pressing against Sakshi’s skirt. “Wait!” he said, stopping. “The bull did something else first.” Madhuri leaned in, pulse thumping. “He licked her down there.”

They looked at each other, puzzled but curious. “Licked her where?” Gouri asked, leaning forward, eyes bright. Ravi shrugged, trying to act like it was nothing. “Down from where she pees,” he said, playing it cool. “But we’re not animals, so we don’t.”

Prerna smirked, eyeing Ravi’s shorts. “So, what do people do then?”

Ravi’s confidence slipped. “It’s… uh, kinda complicated,” he mumbled, clearly lost.

Gouri laughed, poking fun. “Sounds like you’re clueless,” she said, eyes twinkling. Ravi puffed up. “Oh, I’ll show you!” he said, sounding bold. Before Sakshi could say anything, he lifted her skirt.

She wasn’t wearing any panties. Putting her bare, wet pussy on display for them, it was tight and shiny. “Hey!” Sakshi squealed, squirming. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

But Ravi was into it, gently spreading her cheeks. Gouri giggled, getting closer. “Sakshi, did you pee? You’re all wet!”

“No way!” Sakshi shot back, face red. “It just got wet by itself!”

Ravi’s gut twisted. He paused, leaning towards her moist cunt, running his tongue over it. Sakshi gasped, “Aah!”, her body jerked. They stared with curiosity, teasing Ravi at first for putting his tongue down there.

But a growing silence in the room was filled by Sakshi’s moans. Ravi kept licking her pussy more passionately, licking her wetness like it was honey.
“This tastes a little salty and sticky,” Ravi said, licking again, voice low. “See? Now you know how humans would’ve done it too.”

Gouri wasn’t the type of girl who’d sit back and watch. “Can I try?” she asked, voice shaky but excited. Madhuri’s heart skipped. Her head spun. She knew she should stop this, but she couldn’t move.

Sakshi looked at Gouri, surprised but not pulling away. “Okay,” she said, voice wobbly. Gouri knelt by Ravi, her hands soft as she spread Sakshi’s ass cheeks, exposing her tiny asshole, tongue flicking out to taste the salty-sweet warmth of Sakshi’s pussy.

“Oh, it feels so good,” Sakshi moaned, her body tightening.

Madhuri, standing as a helpless bystander, felt her hand slipping under her sari, her fingers brushing her own wetness. She was jealous. Chandan never did that for her, always taking without giving.

“Your turn, Prerna,” Ravi said, voice low and eager. Prerna hesitated, but his intense stare pulled her in. She lay back, skirt up, showing her soft, budding pussy.

Gouri giggled, blushing. “You haven’t been licked yet either!” Prerna teased Gouri. Madhuri’s eyes widened, her fingers moving faster. This was crazy, but she couldn’t stop watching. “Vikas, you try Gouri,” Ravi said, trying to sound chill but buzzing with excitement.

Vikas shrugged, kneeling by Gouri, who was red-faced but curious, obediently bent down for her brother, Vikas. He copied Ravi, lifting Gouri’s skirt, kissing her gorgeous and youthful, tight butt. His hands trembled as he spread her ass cheeks, slowly inching her tongue towards her pussy.

As he started with hesitant licks, he finally appreciated the captivating aroma of her pussy, running his tongue over her pussy like a thirsty dog. “Oh my, yes. This feels so good,” said Gouri as her hips swayed, rubbing her ass on his face.

Sakshi, now a spectator to this, was enjoying the show. Not totally understanding what it was that they did, but loving it regardless. Madhuri’s heart pounded, heat mixing with guilt. This was wrong, but their raw curiosity held her there.

Ravi pointed out, “Look, the more we lick, the wetter they get!” Vikas nodded, licking Gouri harder. “Yeah, it’s sticky and salty. Not pee. How’s it feel?”

“Good,” Prerna and Gouri said together, giggling. “Weird, but good weird,” Sakshi added.

The boys grinned, pumped up. “Think if we keep going, they’ll get that feeling like we did yesterday?” Ravi asked, eyes shining.

“Let’s see,” Vikas said, a quick smile on his face.

“What’re you two whispering about?” Prerna asked, sitting up a bit.

“Nothing!” Ravi said quickly, diving back between Prerna’s thighs, tongue lapping at her wet pussy. Vikas kept going with Gouri, their moves getting braver.

Madhuri watched from the doorway, her body burning. Her fingers matched Ravi’s rhythm on Prerna’s clit, her daughter’s face twisting with pleasure. The girls’ moans got louder.

“Aah, ohh,” Prerna gasped, hips bucking as she hit her peak, shaking with a wild release. Gouri came right after, her soft whimpers just as strong. Madhuri bit her lip, holding back her own moan as her fingers pushed her close.

The boys looked at each other, thrilled and proud, not totally understanding but loving it. Madhuri shook herself out of it. This was too much; if she didn’t put an end to this now, it could go a lot further. “Lunch is ready!” she yelled out, startling them. They scrambled for their clothes and got dressed in a jiffy.

Once they came out of the room, they tried acting like nothing had happened. But Madhuri could see them stealing glances at each other. Despite all of this, lunch was quiet, the air heavy.

Madhuri kept it light, asking about their day, dodging the truth. Inside, she was a wreck, torn between being their mom and the heat still pulsing in her body.