Standing at the Fiumicino airport lounge area, I surveyed around looking desperately for two middle aged Indian ladies but it was tough to identify anyone in the sea of people wearing masks. My elder sister nonchalantly sat nearby, wearing her ever present headphones listening to some crazy stuff as usual.
Finally, I saw two saree wearing ladies come out from the washroom and I was relieved to say the least, as the flight announcer had called out our names two times by now.
"Ma, how many times have I told you and Mausi (aunty in Hindi) not to go absent when it's boarding time!" I nervously shouted at them as we quickly ducked into the connecting duct to the entry of our flight, possibly escaping at the final moments before a full blown COVID struck Italy and the rest of Europe.
As I relaxed into the seat and the in-flight announcements were being made, I remembered what a nightmarish last two months have been for our family.
Let me introduce myself and the rest of the people before I continue to talk. I am Surya, 19 years studying medical at the La Sapienza Uni at Rome where my father and my uncle worked as doctors. We have been staying in Rome for 10 years now and I need to admit, in a way I was happy to be away from Europe.
See, people may wish to be in foreign locales and beautiful European towns, but the situation for a gangly Indian kid in his teens wasn't very rosy to say the least. I won't go into the bullying details in the schools and in the neighborhood as they didn't mean much, but what they did was to push me closer to nature. I got attracted to the silent and accommodating greens and wished to have a big orchard plantation around me when I make my own house.
I used to hear stories of how my mother's family had a huge mansion in their local village surrounded by majestic sal and ashoka trees as well as a thousand different fruit plants as well, and it was a long-standing dream for me to visit that place. My dream would be a reality soon.
My mother, Sunanda is 39 years old and it's such a travesty that she lost her brilliant doctor husband to this pandemic at such a delicate age. She's a strong-willed lady though and the day she got the news, she became larger than ever before in my eyes. She called for Anweshi, my 20-year-old elder sister and me, and we talked it out as maturely as we could, planning for what lied ahead. After a short deliberation, she wanted us to go back to her village and take up residency there, until this pandemic blows over.
It can take a year or two maybe, and then we can plan again.
When it rains it pours ...
Only a day after my father had passed away, my uncle started to show aggressive breathlessness symptoms at the hospital and while working with the patients we lost him as well.
Sulagna, my forty-year-old aunty, and elder sister to my mother, was a jovial lady and always brought good homely Indian food to us even in the tasteless Mediterranean. I couldn't imagine what losing her husband would do to her and I just prayed our family survives as probably many others stricken by this chaotic virus. We informed their only daughter, Sweta, eighteen years old, studying Botany in Dehradun, a north Indian hill town. She also decided to skip studies for now and move in with us as news was just arriving of the virus going to hit India and we all felt it secure in a secluded out of the way small village in the borders between Odisha & Jharkhand.
I looked forward to meeting Sweta as I felt closer to her than my own sister, partly due to our mutual love for all that is green and brown. We had kept in touch all these years when she had gone back to India to study, by sending samples of unique plant seeds and making them grow.
After two changes of flights from Rome to Delhi and then onwards to Kolkata and a train journey to Balasore and a local bus travel from Balasore, a coast town in Odisha to the highway entry point of our village in Hatibari range, we finally made it after 2 days of hectic journey.
The whole area of our property could be approx. 7 acres with a sloping mountain range towering behind our mansion. The house looked at least a century old, made of stone and sal wood and looked majestic, although not being looked after properly, after the death of my grandfather 7 years ago.
We reached the place at almost twilight and there was a post man who took us to our homes. We are the feudal lords of this village as well as surrounding many scores of villages and the villagers looked upon our arrival as a source of encouragement and delight and many had gathered on the roadside just to see the foreign returned owners. The villagers in Hatibari are mostly tribals who are semi educated and work in local betel farms or teakwood factories owned by our family. In total the postman informed us that there are about 500 houses dependent on our family directly in the ten surrounding villages near us and our granddad had entrusted all his duties to him until the legal heir ever arrived in his ancestral place.
In the long term, my mother intended to develop the villages and make it a tourist location with our experience and money.
The house was built in a rectangular shape or L shaped and the roof was typically held up by high gables as a response to the heavy monsoons in the region.
An open verandah separated the kitchen from rest of the house so that fire accidents can be avoided. There were walled shelters with roofs for cattle in the courtyard. The doors and windows were small. Their frames and panels were made from sal wood. Both the vertical and lateral load-resisting systems are made from stone frames patched with thick cement.
The front face of the house had a large living room, kitchen and a dining room and the back wing had five bedrooms in total. All the bedrooms had attached bathrooms and were lined up to open to the courtyard where cows and hens were stayed. There were 5-6 guard dogs who roamed the territory to protect the cattle from foxes and jaguars who roamed the local forests. We also asked the postman to provide some security guards with guns who will also protect the place as we had grieving ladies with us who needed to feel safe.
I observed a large bunch of huge tall sal trees to the northern side of our property below the mountain range and planned to visit it soon. They were visible from the courtyard and a cold breeze generally flowed in from that side.
In a few days we settled into our new home as best as we can. We setup a hot water system from the local well by drawing it to a overhead tanker and installing geysers. We paid for & set up a broadband facility in our village and provided connections to many other important villagers houses as well. We also setup inverters and gensets to ensure round the clock electricity supply as the area as renowned for being cutoff during the monsoons.
We occupied the bedrooms in the order of first for me, second for my elder sister Anweshi, third for Sweta and the last two were converted into a single larger room for the two sisters who didn't feel safe in single rooms.
We needed one or two full-time servants as the house was too large to manage, but the villagers somehow feared to stay in our house. So, we rotated as part time cleaners and cooks.
During the first few nights of our stay, I didn't sleep well. There were a lot of nightly forest sounds I wasn't accustomed to, and later I found out, so did the others.
Days were beautiful and I kept myself engaged mostly with Sweta as we bought a lot of different saplings from the nearby forest and planted them in our property.
One fine day, Sweta had gone to the nearest town to buy grocery items with Anweshi and my mother and aunt were busy cleaning and cooking. I thought it an opportune moment to visit the large sal trees. My mother informed that a lot of snakes usually stay hidden under the foliage of sal leaves so it's better I take a solid cane with me and wear gumboots as well.
Tapping the cane to sound out any snakes, I strolled to the northern boundaries.
I counted at least fifty sal trees planted at a gap of 20 feet from each other. Each tree had a girth of at least 10 feet and were minimum forty feet tall.
As I entered into the grove, I saw a strange idol on the base of a sal tree.
It was a stone sculpture of a woman, standing near a tree and grasping a branch.it was in a hip swaying semi dancing form. Its female features, like breasts and hips, were exaggerated and she had huge mounds of gravity defying tits attached to her petite frame. She also had an abundance of jewelry adorning her frame.
I took a snap of it on my smartphone and thought of researching it later.
As I turned back, I could feel a breath of air huskily kiss my neck and pass by. I could swear I heard a female sing to me. Slow sweet-smelling air hugged me and I felt light and carried away to sleep. My instinct told me to run back but my feet were dragging in mud it seemed.
I could only carry myself to the edge of the sal plantation, where I lost my senses and fell down with a heavy thud on the thick foliage of leaves.
I felt I was in a dream but it looked as if I was still in the forest. I was lying on the lap of a smiling stunningly beautiful woman who looked like a real form of the statue. She was naked but for the gold necklaces and pendants hanging from her bountiful chest.
She was feeding me from her elongated pink nipples and I felt a sweet nectar in my mouth which I gulped hungrily.
"Who are you? Why am I lying on your lap? Am I dead?" I questioned her between the gulps of heavenly honeyed milk from her tits.
"I am Anuragini ... Please don't fear me... I am perennially bound to the male heir of this family since a millennium and I have waited many years for a true heir to arrive. Your forefathers were great warriors and devotees of the lord Jagannath and many like me have devoted ourselves to your ilk for nurturing this bond between god and higher men since thousands of years.
Drink from my tits and you will grow stronger. You will get powers which you have never felt possible and you will do things never imagined. You have to beget heirs, lots of children from your strong seed. You have to breed a new generation of warriors. Drink up my lord."
She started to fondle my genitalia as she kept humming those sweet words to me, and I felt a strange heat burning in my loins, until I couldn't bear it anymore and shouted out in pain.
"What happened, my son? Why were you unconscious? You nearly gave me a stroke" my mother was sitting on the bed as I clutched her saree.
"What happened, Ma? How did I reach here?"
The guards found you lying on the thick grass near the trees and carried you here. Anweshi panicked on seeing you unconscious and ran to call the local doctor.
As she spoke, Anweshi ran into the room holding the hands of a dark lady behind her. She was a local shaman who was the only doctor in the whole area.
She was a beautiful smiling lady and looked to be in her late twenties and was wiry built and of medium height.
She gave me a few herbs with milk and turmeric to drink and whispered some mumbo jumbo as I sat up. She said I should be more careful in the future and that I was touched by Gods.
She didn't take any fees from us and asked us if she could keep visiting us to check on me until I felt ok.
I agreed as she looked pleasant and I was bored, frankly.
As she left, my sister hugged and cried into my chest. My mother winked at me and said, "I never thought Anweshi would care for you so much!" and left us to ourselves.
I could feel her hands linger on my body for just a second more than she usually would. Also, her nostrils seemed to flare as she moved closer to my neck.
She moved away with a start and looked puzzled.
"Is it me or you seem to have grown a bit after coming here?"
"What do you mean, sis?" I wasn't sure what she meant.
"Nothing specific, but I think you are more well-muscled than I had imagined. Also, you seem to radiate heat I think, not sure it could be due to the fever as well.
I will check on you tomorrow. Don't ever frighten me like this. After dad left us, mom and I are emotionally clinging on you and can't imagine what would have happened if ..."
She had piqued me with her question and the moment she left me alone I went to the bathroom to check it out.
I had grown surely!
Previously my chest had little to no hair, but now I could see brown hair covering most of my thick upper body. My belly area looks like an athlete now with ridges defining the bunches of muscles lowering to a tool I didn't know any man could ever have.
My dick was hanging at least 8 inches soft and thick like a coke can. The veins were protruded like river stream throbbing with a greenish tinge. My dick head was almost the size of a fist and throbbed with each heartbeat.
Even my balls seemed heavier and hotter than ever before. Surprisingly, there was no hair in my nether regions, as I had earlier. The whole area looked pale and small veins ran crisscross my lower belly and all of them looked extra greenish than usual. My thigh and hip muscles were also bunched like an ox's.
I could feel a raw energy coursing through each tissue strand in my body. It was as if I was hyper aware of each cell in my body as they repaired and healed themselves to unknown power levels. I could see the tiny hairs on a mosquito and everything seemed slower if I wanted to. It felt I could dodge a bullet easily.
I tried lifting the wash basin and it broke and came apart. What in the freaking hell!
I went to my laptop and put the image I had taken from my smartphone to lens search.
A single word popped up on Google ... Salabhanjika
The name of these figures comes from the Sanskrit śālabhañjikā meaning 'breaking a branch of a sala tree'
"The motif of the tree goddess is found in Hindu art, which adapted pre-existing beliefs in female nature spirits (yakshi). The power of the tree goddess was frequently invoked due to her association with fertility, shown in this sculpture by the tree bursting into bloom when the goddess's heel touches its trunk. Images of these semi-divine beings were positioned in temples at points of transition from the mundane to the sacred space."
I remembered she said her name was Anuragini and I tried to see if there's any reference to her. Only a few vague statements were found which I have mentioned her for the readers.
She is one of a yakshini (female deity of the nature) who has the power to provide protection from enemies and grant all desires. She generally comes in dreams and if the man becomes afraid of her, she will make him insane. But a true warrior when she encounters, she will become a lustful slave for him.
Very strict sadhanas are required to control her and they are dangerous as well if not done properly.
....
I woke up earlier than everyone. It was around 4 A.M. and I could feel I didn't need sleep for more than an hour or so. I felt strong the moment I came out of the house and breathed in the fresh breeze flowing in from the northern side. It was cold but I didn't feel uncomfortable.
My sense of hearing had improved so much that not only did I hear everyone's breathing in the house whilst they slept, but also, I could differentiate between the fast breathes of Anweshi and the deep ones of Sweta. Even the noisier ones of my mother and aunt I could figure out at the far end of the house.
I felt as if a breath sang in my ears asking me to join her. It was Anuragini, my dream girl.
The sal trees looked devilish in the dark of the night and there was also a light drizzle making the night more eerie.
As I came closer to the trees, I could see a shadow of her coming out from behind one of the trees and smiling at me, she beckoned me to her.
She pressed her left palm to my chest and I could see better in the night as if it was clear day!
"My Lord ... these are but a few powers that I have, that I can show you. For all the rest, you need to accept me as your partner. I am Anuragini the passionate and I grant unlimited boons of fertility and long life to my partner as long as I am bound to him."
"You have to consummate the bond in my world for me to leave my heavenly form and take a flesh & blood form and live with you in guise of a human partner."
Why do I need to be in afterworld? Can we do it here?
"Oh no my Lord! My illusionary form is all you can see now. This is just an image I have created for you. You need to leave this humane form and join me as a lover in my world for me to be truly bound to you."
Tomorrow is new moon night and you come here at 10 P.M. and I will take you to my world, in the mount Gandhamadana, near where you might call it Tibet. You will see how stunning it is. This statue here is built as a portal that will open to our world only in certain conditions like new moon or full moon when you utter the divine mantra 3 times imagining me.
Om Namah Anuragini Yakshini Namah
Hani Hani Hani Pachi -- Pachi Fatt Swaha
"You will the first warrior since mankind to lose your virginity to a goddess in the heavenly abode of Yakshas. Even I can't fully fathom the extent of power you will gain."
Even the legendary king Dushyant conjugated with a half-yakshini in earthly form and his son became the first king and supreme ruler Bharat, on whose name this great land is named.
Imagine what progenies you will get from me and all others you breed.
.....
I was restless the whole day and hardly behaved normal. I didn't talk much with anyone and kept to my room and googled whatever I could about the Yaksha mythology surrounding our historic land and its culture.
If this is the same Salabhanjika Yakshini, who she claims to be, I shouldn't be taking her words lightly. But why me! I had to check the family history when I have time later. I am on the verge of something pathbreaking and I was somehow not overawed by the situation. Maybe it was my warrior genes finally kicking in.
The clock slowly ticked 9 P.M. and I had a hurried dinner in my room and pretended to be not well still and take an early night off.
As the others slowly retired to their rooms, I waited with bated breath for the clock to hit 9:50, when I should be on my way.
If I had any sense in me, I definitely shouldn't anger the deity.
Although it was raining heavily, I hastily took off in my nightwear to the fated idol on the sal tree base which was going to change everything about me.
She was already there when I reached the thick grove and she looked elated to see me.
She came close to me and took her hand to my groin and whispered her name in my ears.
A warmth grew in my penis. At first it felt warm in the night rain, but then it quickly became unbearable. It was so hot. My balls too. Everything down there felt like it was on fire. The cold drizzle did nothing to cool my fevered skin. My cock was glowing a reddish blue colour I had never seen before, but one I later describe as something divine. The colour of pleasure and blood.
As I watched with my mouth slack in horror, my dick hardened. With each beat of my heart it added a little to its girth and length. Veins defined themselves along the shaft. The head swelled and turned a dark purple colour. I tried not to hyperventilate. After several minutes, my cock stopped growing and stood out from my frame with monstrous proportions. Probably longer than a foot and so terribly thick. The glow left the penis, and spread to my balls. Now they too grew with each beat of his heart. reached down and grabbed my dick with both hands and stroked. I'd never known such pleasure before. When my balls stopped their expansion, they were quite swollen and crisscrossed with little purple veins.
Anuragini's skin glowed with euphoria and I could see her demure lust wantonly visible in her whole lustful shape. She was passion incarnate; the very symbol of divine fertility and she led me to the statue by my foot-long cock in her dainty hand and instructed me to repeat the mantra 3 times to enter her world.
As soon as I could finish up the mantra, I felt a pulling sensation in my whole body and in a second I felt shattered into a million different atoms and lost sense of time and space. Next moment, I was standing near a huge lake full of lotuses and it was a deep forest with many serpents and other forms of animals roaming the forest.
I felt out of time and era.
"This is the abode of Kubera, our little world where all semi-divine beings took shelter from the rakhyasas (demons in mythology) when Kubera, our king was attacked by Ravana.
This is where I can show you my full form and we can conjugate until I carry our son to your world.
Time has no meaning here and you will never be short of sexual drive or lust until you want it yourself."
My chest heaved and I shook my head. It was a lot to take in. My mind vacillated between thinking the whole thing was the product of a fevered mind beset by a tempestuous few days, to focusing back to the reality of my strange penis as she held it in her hand.
"I am willing to consummate our relationship, but I am a virgin still and unaware of the skills of love. Could you guide me?"
"Nothing would please me more, my Lord!"
"I am a student of the goddess Rati herself and I am skilled in all the forms of love making you humans might not even comprehend it possible."
"Just lie down and let me do my magic", she said and bade me to lie on the soft forest bed. It was warm and tingling with raw energy.
Anuragini straddled me and reached below her to grasp my proudly erect cock. "Soon my Lord, you'll find yourself surrounded with yielding vaginas. Anyone you want, Lord. Anytime you want her."
Her boobs and belly shook with every deep thrust. "That feels so good my Lord." She cupped her boobs in her hands and leaned her head back. She rolled her eyes and her pretty lips parted. "Oooooohhhh ... So ... goooooood."
"Am ... I ... uh ... uh ... uh ... having sex?" This was so far beyond any fantasy I could conjure up.
She kept riding me with varying speeds of movement and kept having one orgasm after another. Her hips would stop and she would tremble all over. Her dangling boobs shook just above my face. When she'd recovered from her orgasm, she went back to long, bouncing strokes again.
The sounds of my soft grunts, Anuragini's more animalistic ones, and the slapping of wet skin on warm skin filled the large, dark forest. She rode me for a long time.
"Shit... it's happening ..." I shut his eyes tight. "Ooooohhhhhhhhh." I came and came inside this strange god-woman. Nothing in my life had prepared me for the ecstasy of that moment.
Anuragini stood up and smiled at me seductively.
I was still rock hard after what seemed an eternity of fucking.
She lowered herself to her knees on the forest rug by the majestic sal tree and then leaned forward until she was on all fours, presenting her ass up in the air to me.
I knelt and looked at her quizzically," Can I ...?" I grabbed my dick with my right hand and scooted in right behind her.
"As you command my Lord, you needn't ask ever."
She lowered my obscenely hanging penis and slid it into her wet vagina. The heat of my member filled her.
I grunted and plowed the deity for a long time. I sent her through several shrieking orgasms. At first, I was worried that her screaming would bring animals nearby. But not so worried that I ever considered stopping.
When I couldn't hear any animal sounds, I forgot about them and just gave myself over to the bestial act. My narrow hips slapped up against her ample butt and the pleasure mounted and mounted. I grasped at her hanging tits and crushed her hard nipples in my fist and she gushed out honeyed milk from her breasts. My speed increased when I felt her lactating like a cow in heat under my rampaging cock.
"I'm going to ... cum ... in your pussy ...." I didn't care that she was some sort of goddess. Sex felt amazing and I never wanted to give it up. "Aaaaahhhhhhhhh." I spasmed and released my load inside her.
"It's yours ... it's yours ...Mate me, Lord." She hissed and kept pushing back against the young enigmatic Surya.
She wiggled her ass at me once I had deposited my fifth load in her belly.
There's no such thing as enough sex, my Lord. A mare is meant for the gallop." She turned, dropped to all fours, and presented her round ass to him. "Ride me."
I found a steady rhythm and watched in fascination as her butt rippled with each thrust. Slowly the dark forest was turning golden with the first rays of dawn but I still felt unsatiated.
"You have a tender heart." Anuragini looked back at me over her flawless, white shoulder with languid, lust-filled eyes. "But that is not enough for a woman, young stallion. Control ..." She bit her bottom lip as my cock hit somewhere deep inside her. "Your first lesson is control. You must take a woman by the reins and drive her as you would a wild mare you mean to domesticate. This is the secret only a few of the fairer sex will disclose. But mark my words, all desire it deep within them." She turned her head forward and stared into the rising sun.
"Take my silky hair, Lord."
"Okay." I had not thought of myself as the type to grab a woman by the hair, but I wasn't about to say no to her. I took a fistful of black hair with my left hand and pulled her head back a little.
"Yes." She arched her back, her slim flat belly dropping closer to the forest bed below. "This is ... oooohhhhhh ... the most important instruction. Everything else you learn ... is built inside this one fact. A woman desires to surrender. Break her and she is your slave."
"May be not ... uh ... uh ... uh ... all women." But even as I said this, I tightened my grip on her hair and dug my fingertips into the warm flesh just south of her right hip.
"Yes, all women. I ... will ... show you, my sweet master. You have ... the rights ..." Anuragini grunted as she bounced under his control. She no longer pushed back with each thrust, she couldn't. She just did her best to absorb the onslaught. It was perfect.
I wrapped my fingers around her neck as I increased my tempo to a level where my hips were blazing.no ordinary women would have survived this rough invasion for so long. Her womb would have been crushed into oblivion but my Anuragini was encouraging me more.
"You are my Master, Surya dev, and now ... you will receive your bounty." Her fingers dug into the wet soil. "Tell me ... tell me what you wish to do."
"I'm gonna ... cum."
"No." She shook her head, her hair still firmly in his grasp. "No, inflict ... upon me, Lord."
"Take ... my ... cum ... Devi... aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh." I shot my load deep inside her moist pussy.
My hips fell out of rhythm but kept bucking.
Anuragini gasped and took the heat of cum spray deep in her womb. It felt so good to be filled to the brim with potential life.
Eventually the boy behind her stalled and released her hair.
I woke up on my bed and my body was drenched with cold sweat. There were no signs of Anuragini and it seemed the morning was well into a hot humid day.
I felt strangely well rested even after the toils of last night and it seemed like a far away dream now that I was alone.
I marched into the kitchen to gram some food and ran into my mom Sunanda. She had just taken a bath and her fresh lavender scent rushed into my system and I felt somewhat dizzy and hot.
"I will get some breakfast ready son ... You seem to sleep really well in this house ... unfortunately we ladies don't seem to share your happy plight."
I uttered something incoherent in return, my mind mostly occupied with obscene thoughts of my mom in a doing nude yoga & I tried to hide the large block of morning wood trying its best to rip out of my thin trousers. Since my childhood, I was always in love with her mature body. Her breasts got larger especially once Anweshi, my younger sister was born and she was always breastfeeding. Her protruding breasts were criss-crossed with greenish veins and fell down almost to her navel. There was hardly any sag though as she was an ardent yoga instructor and her regime caused her body to be lush like a full-blooded teen. I saw her feeding her many times and she would smile at me and not cover up. Mom's breasts were the first real naked female breasts I had seen and I saw them at least once a day.
Anyways I need to stop thinking about it.
Dad had insured himself very heavily so with that payout and compensation from the hospital Mom was financially set for life. She wanted to raise me and my sister to be honest and upstanding young people.
As I was gulping down the food and thinking of mundane things to calm down my cock, I saw the local tribal medicine lady arrive. Just behind her stepped in a petite brown skinned woman with obscene pornographic bouncing tits and a lush ass swaying seductively.
My Anuragini!
The shaman introduced her as a local medicine assistant and community wet nurse who will stay with us to monitor my health from now on as she suspected supernatural mediation in my case which could lead to mental hallucinations. She needs to be in the same room with me so that she can monitor my sleep patterns as well.
Her explanations seemed flimsy and my mom seemed to doubt her for a bit. Her lips frowned as she looked at Anuragini, but one gaze at her eyes and she seemed to relax.
"I and my family are in debt for your assistance" said mom and paid her a handsome sum, although she seemed reluctant to take.
Mom hugged Anuragini to welcome her to our house and I could hear her speak something in my mom's ears. It seemed to be Sanskrit and I couldn't decipher. My mom's eyes glazed over and she looked at me in a blank manner.
Sunanda
I don't know what power Anuragini holds over us. The first night she stayed with us, I felt restless. I could hear sound coming from my son's room as his door was ajar. I tiptoed & peeped into my son's room; the visual was ... I have to detail it out to understand better.
My son was dreaming and mumbling in his sleep.
Anuragini looked at the sleeping young man, my son & removed his towel. Her eyes were drawn magnetically to his penis and delicately she went to work, cleaning around his groin and pubic region, over his upper thighs, before with a shaking hand taking his thick members head between her fingers and thumb before cleaning around it, gasping slightly again at the sight of his bulging scrotum. Two thick heavy plum sized balls hung lowly and rested upon his thighs and Surya stirred slightly as she cleaned them with the cloth and rolled her fingers underneath them.
'His balls are enormous!' I thought, so much heavier and larger than my husband's had been. I felt my body tingle all over with electrical energy.
Delicately she took his flaccid penis in her hand and peeled back the foreskin, allowing his mushroom head to protrude proudly. It was a healthy shade of red and the woman couldn't take her eyes off it as she washed it with the cloth in warm and soapy water. My son stirred again in his sleep and a groan seemed to be audible from the back of his throat. Anuragini seemed spellbound in cleaning his manhood and realised suddenly that her stimulation was causing him to become aroused. Her supple sure grip and soft treatment of his cockhead had caused the blood to rush into the shaft and I was shocked at how quickly it became hard and erect in her hand. At one stage, she let go and just stared at it...watched it grow larger and thicker, it's one eye extending outwards and seemingly staring at her keenly as if demanding attention.
Anuragini found some lubricant in a drawer. Deftly she squirted a liberal amount over the phallus which looked on at her with its loving one-eye. Tenderly she stroked it in her full hand, firstly by rubbing the glands with her fingers and thumb, tickling him, then gently massaging the whole shaft and squeezing as she got higher and closer to the head and loosening as she did the downstroke.
I could see a pool of shiny liquid below where Anuragini was half kneeling and I got wetter.
The more she jerked on him and played with his manhood, the wetter she seemed to become, her cum dripping now on the small pool below her.
Her eyes darted now and again up to my son's face, hearing a soft moan come from the back of his throat in half-sleep. When his eyes opened whilst she was staring at him, it was as if he were emerging into a dream. She heard him moan again and felt him try to push upwards in her hand now and again as she stroked him, his eyes locked on her beautiful fertile body.
Crying out loudly all of a sudden, my son released a thick torrent of his sperm, the first shot of which jetted out and landed on his chest, "oh my sweet master...it's beautiful", crooned Anuragini, slowing down her stroke perfectly to draw more semen out of him, each shot springing like a spring geyser from his cream canon, up and down all over his naked stomach. She kept stroking him and cooing as at least seven more shots squirted, some falling in strings and droplets over her dainty hand.
Eventually he subsided and she dutifully cleaned him again, this time licking all over his body.
It was the single largest volume of sperm I had ever seen in one orgasm and it was all because of her!
As her lips roamed my son's navel, his manhood began to fill with blood in a slow rise.
I gasped as his penis extended before my eyes at her attention, feeling its gaze peer toward her, feeling wanted, feeling as though her presence was now more than needed.
Slowly she unhooked her blouse completely and dropped it to the ground, her full breasts standing jutted like proud torpedoes of delight, her nipples ripe and rich, full of her invigorating mature dew. Opening her breasts, she leaned down and encased my son's face into her cleavage and rubbed softly with affection, immersing her warm orbs and wrapping him up in her web. My young son groaned audibly, in pleasure, his face within her flesh cradled caress, his cock leaping out at the sensations, leaping out at this beautifully voluptuous woman standing attentively before him.
His bloated cock head throbbed almost painfully as he moved restlessly, kissing out at the strange woman's deep cleavage, smelling out her deepest scents.
After smothering him for some time in her cleavage, Anuragini withdrew a breast and offered a nipple to him. His tongue darted out and explored in circles around perfect circles, before the woman sat forward and without hesitation, the young man opened his mouth and latched on to her nipple. His instinctive response was immediate as he began sucking on Anuragini's breast, who rubbed his head lightly and moved wisps of hair off his forehead. "oh master, I'll make you feel better", she whispered soothingly looking back at his cock and lovingly reaching back to begin the slow stroking she had perfected before. She'd change from a soft grip on the down stroke and tighten her fingers on the up stroke in a sure, clock-like rhythm, almost a counter to the insistence of his sucking.
Anuragini jerked slower and slower, her pool of cum running down the room and gathering at my feet.
He was groaning back in response with pleasure, increasing the intensity of his sucking, taking more of her breast into his mouth and she helped him by squeezing under her large sweet teat, until finally the rich milk began to squirt forth from her lactating nipples.
Surya began to swallow hard and gulp several times and sighed before going down for more..."Oh there it goes...drink deep, that's the way...Don't worry...I'll look after you just fine sweetie, until you're healthy and new", she murmured reassuringly down at him.
Anuragini was too far gone into lustful bliss to turn back and think about how it sounded..."shhh...I will make it better..." she called again softly, sensuously, holding his head against her teat and rocking, stroking his cock, her fingers rolling down to his testicles between each stroke and snaking over the soft rubbery skin lightly, making his erection surge and body tingle more. "You're so hard for me...but Devi ll make it better", she cooed.
Anuragini pawed at my son's manhood and bit her lip as she looked at it throbbing in her hand, almost hypnotised by its power, wanting again to see his full release.
She moved down alongside his waist and delicately opened her cleavage and pushed his cock between her breasts and stroked him more with them, feeling him pulse and lubricate her skin. My son moaned quite loudly at this and sensing he was close, Anuragini stroked him several more times, eyeing his purple head as it poked out between her breasts, before peeling down his foreskin and deftly lowering her head, sucking just once expertly on his exposed glands. In seconds, his entire body convulsed and he cried out loudly.
Semen began bursting forth from his penis violently in long thick colossal waves all over Anuragini's milky breasts. "Good...mmm, that's my man. Let it all go over mama's breasts...oh, you've so much of it...yes let it all out...that's the way...cover mamas big breasts master ...
I was mesmerised as she let go of his young cock and observed it pumping out its seed, feeling it splash and roll down her breasts. At one stage she lowered her face again and opened her mouth and caught a good volley of it, cupping his balls to ensure that her warmth encouraged the maximum out of him. She swallowed the shot of his life's essence with joy, humming softly as his orgasm subsided, beginning to clean him with her lips, kissing and licking his glands dry with worshipping affection causing an instantaneous erection.
She looked like a feminine goddess of health and well-being; Anuragini devi.
Sitting up, she pulled her saree up and revealed her wondrous secrets to my son.
Anuragini shivered as her life-affirming lips exuded their sex-fuelled expression and she slid down to my son's face, taking his head and forcing his lips to her entrance. She craned her neck backwards as soon as his tongue snaked out to explore her vaginal lips which opened and allowed his wet lapping to explore its secret sweetness.
Anuragini reached backwards and caressed his hard member between her finger and thumb as he diligently licked; exploring where she wanted him most. My son mumbled with pleasure, inhaling the scent of her sex and exulting in it, his mind seemingly lost in the riddling daze of his past and in the embrace of this utopian carer, this incredible woman.
She paused, bit her lip and looked into his eyes, her breathing rapid and heartbeat rising. Then with ardent deliberation that seemed of long repressed want, she moved slowly backwards down his young abdomen, arching her back forward and taking his hardened masculine spear and guiding it to her pussy, moving the thick mushroom head over her lips, slowly moving up and down its shaft, covering its thickness with her mature wetness and luxurious marking odour.
At that moment his engorged phallus let out its pre-ejaculate and she rubbed its head against it, her anticipation building. Her jaw dropped as she let out a meek exhale when his tip penetrated, her pussy seemingly instinctively spreading to accommodate him.
The pleasure could be immense and I saw it in the expression of my son too; twitching and his hips rocked, trying to get further inside her even from his supine position. She locked her eyes with his and began sinking down upon him.
"Let your Devi get all of you inside her, that's the way, yessss...", she encouraged with a hushed whisper. Surya groaned in response at her voice. She sank further on him; feeling ever so engorged, she felt him bump and bypass her cervix and then some, his length pulsating within her.
"You're so deep inside me now," she crooned, "that cock of yours was meant to be inside a woman like me..." she smiled and murmured to herself, beginning to gyrate her strong womanly hips so that his cock could slide in and out of her.
Surya's eyes opened and Anuragini's expert hips siphoned and moved in a hypnotic sway as she rode his manhood smoothly and sensually, her vaginal walls clutching and milking his entire length. She leaned forward more and drew his face into her cleavage, holding him tightly as her young lover grunted and shook his head desperately between her ripe teats, making open mouthed kisses between them, his cock a throbbing rod of virility as it seared and thrived inside her.
"Devi's going to take all you've got to give..." she panted lewdly, batting her breasts into him, watching his exquisite joy as they nuzzled all around his face.
"I'll make you feel so much better..." she cooed with wholesome sincerity, ushering a nipple into his mouth as she rode him, holding each movement at the end of the downstroke.
"Stay with me honey; stay with Devi...you're here with me now." My son blinked his eyes as her breasts cradled his face, the extent of their union hitting him hard, the immense build up in his balls beginning to tell. Anuragini kissed him on the forehead and exhaled her breath against his neck as she hunched over and worked her hips firmly and more insistently than before. She saw the look of surprise in her lover's face and knew he was close, biting her lip and choosing the most natural words in the world which she knew he wanted to hear:
"Impregnate me - give me a baby, I know you want to...I want it so much too! Release all your seed and let me keep it safe...I won't waste it...let it all live inside me. Make me pregnant, please...please."
Her hips were so encompassing & strong, supporting the very earth, her womb so sizeable and ready for him to plant his essence, taking his whole masculine spear to the base like no other woman could. I could feel my son slipping further into her; as if his entirety was being sucked into her welcoming nurturing well-spring of love.
She was the mother of all goddesses.
As the first long jet of sperm gushed out from my son's organ into Anuragini's fertile womb, the woman cried out in her own pleasure, as she rose higher and clamped down upon his ejaculating phallus, her hips pressing and her vaginal walls like nature's velvet glove.
"Yes, that's the way master, fill devi with your beautiful seed...oh yes, you've got so much sperm..."
With each separate shot that saturated her womb, my son grunted and twisted in his bed, his triumphant baby-making tool twitching and releasing cum streams. Ten more of those shots followed, each as intense as the previous, spurting outwards, destined for her fallopians, their quest as inevitable as it would be successful.
In the throes of his orgasm, Anuragini saw the vulnerability in his eyes and immediately ushered a milk-laden nipple into his mouth. My son suckled fiercely, latching on and locking loving eyes with his nurturing goddess, drinking deeply as the last of his sperm sprang out of his bell-end into her fecund quim.
"That's the way, yes, that's my sweet lover...drink now and become divine". Tenderly she held him and withdrew his member, letting it fall to his stomach and watched it shrink, temporarily sated. Then she got off the bed and let my son feed until with a satisfied sigh, he fell into a paradisiacal slumber.
Anuragini smiled and kissed him dutifully. I don't remember how I stumbled back into my room.
Surya
Next day morning, I began to notice subtle changes in how mom and I interacted. She had always worked out or did yoga in the house so I was always seeing her workout outfits and her sweaty body. But today her outfit was a skimpy little thing.
Her breasts hung displayed almost to her nipples. Yes, her nipples! They were hard, large and pointed and just covered by a fraction of fabric. I could see the upper arc of her dark aureoles.
She went through many poses as I sat near her on a chair and watched. During the Cat/Cow pose her large breasts hung down and when she rose Mom looked at me and watched my eyes travel to her large displayed cleavage and those hard big nipples. Her eyes drifted to my crotch and the large bulge down my shorts. When holding the Downward-Facing Dog her thin satin short stretched across her full ass even pulling into her ass crack showing me her two full hams. During the Crow her plump camel toe would darken from her sweating displaying two prominent pussy lips. But the worse was The Bridge. Mom wanted my help holding her up and made me kneel between her open legs. She had me put my hands between her legs and hold her full ass with my palms. She moaned heavily as she rolled her ass cheeks against my palms.
It was not long until her panties crotch turned dark. I could smell mom's rich female scent above her sweat. When she lowered herself, she rubbed her pussy along my arm, wrist and fingers.
After an hour of steady seduction, mom laid on the workout mat, her long hair splayed out on the floor. She watched me stare at her full breasts rise and fall from her cool down breathing. Her hard full nipples pushed out the satin u-neck top she was now wearing. Her legs opened wide leaving her moist cloth covered pussy on display. I could not help but think she laid there waiting for me to rip off her outfit and fuck her right there on the floor.
I felt so ashamed thinking about fucking my mother as my large fat cock pulsed with the need to expel my thick hot cum. Our eyes locked waiting and daring one of us to act. Mom let out a long sigh and reach a hand up for me to help her stand. When she stood, she hugged me tight, her large breasts pushing into me as she thanked me for my help. Her pussy mound found my hard cock to rub against.
"Mom!" I groaned and Mom laughing jiggled her breast & then went into her ensuite bathroom.
I went to my room and took out my hard cock. I wanted to ravage my divine partner. My cock pulsed as it filled with blood. Anuragini swayed towards me and took my hardness in her hot molten mouth and started giving me the best BJ I could have hoped for.
Anuragini
I reached out with my hands and started stroking my master's member. Within seconds it was again at full mast, seemingly staring at me menacingly.
Master was looming over me and moved forward, pushing his pole to the entrance of my now leaking cunt.
He stopped suddenly and picked me up, looking into my eyes with such a burning intensity that it was surprising no sparks flew from them. I stood there transfixed, unable to move, feeling so unsteady on my legs that I thought I might fall at any moment.
"I think it's time you showed me those huge tits you've been hiding from me."
And in one, sweeping stroke he reached out with his hands, grabbed hold of my dress and ripped it off me. It tore, right down the middle, and crumpled to the floor.
We were both naked now, facing each other. I wanted him. I needed him.
"What does my divine slut want now, then?" he said in a low, seductive voice.
I didn't hesitate for a second.
"Oh fuck me. Fuck me hard. I need you and your huge manly shaft inside me."
Quietly, in his rasping, deep voice he said, "Beg".
This was the ultimate confirmation of his growing status as lord. His demonstration that he was the one with the power and I was the one underneath the table begging for him to throw me a few scraps.
"Please fuck me. I need it. You're so big and strong. You're better than any man I've ever seen before. I can't leave without feeling you inside me. Use me. Destroy me. Fuck me until I can't move anymore".
The words flooded out of me as an almost involuntary reflex. I was desperate now in my need for release. It wasn't just emotional, it was physical. I had never been so dominated in my life but I had never been so aroused. I knew that tonight would change my life, forever.
And then after a few more moments of agony Master had mercy and put me out of my misery.
As he said, "Well you asked for it," he grabbed hold of me and pushed me back so that I was once again splayed on the couch, my legs invitingly ajar. He brought his hips down with me and in one smooth motion his purple head penetrated my now slick cunt, slipping easily inside me.
I immediately screamed out in both pleasure and pain. The scream wasn't just an emotional release, it was a physical one. Milk was erupting from my raw nipples covering both of us in a white sheen.
Even with only the head of his huge steel rod inside me I felt my twat had been stretched wider than it ever had before given his incredible girth.
The pressure on the walls of my cunt was exquisite. Thankfully the build-up in my pussy juices meant I was well lubricated, reducing the pain I was experiencing as he pushed himself inside me inch by inch. But God was it painful. And, with a jolt, I looked down to see he was still only half the way in.
But he was determined and it was becoming clearer and clearer how different he had become from a night ago. He was taking it slowly. Finding the path of least resistance. Giving my cunt the time, it needed to accommodate him, to suck him deeper inside me.
He wasn't simply a beast wanting to inflict pain. He wanted me to enjoy this. He wanted me to be lost in a state of sexual ecstasy. He could have ripped me in two, damaged me beyond repair and discarded me on the forest bed near the mansion.
But he was pushing into me slowly. It was still brutal but I was loving it. Loving being at his mercy. My pussy was getting even wetter. I had never been much of a squirter but I was already gushing and I felt my orgasm starting to build.
I felt so incredibly full and still he pressed on, deeper and deeper. As I continued to shriek out, he started to growl. For the first time since his sexual onslaught, I took a second to look at him again.
His body glistened with a sheen of sweat, making it glow and highlighting the contour of each rippling muscle. He was radiant and wore the expression of a kid in a sweets shop. He was staring down at my huge, perky breasts. And as I gazed at him his hand reached out, kneading my soft hooters and purring with pleasure.
His obvious carnal desire for me brought about another change in my emotional state. I was proud. Proud that I was presented a body able to attract such a prize stallion. I wanted to serve him. To devote myself to him. To be bred by him and give him many manly warrior sons & daughters, as was his wont.
Without warning he thrust again and I yelped in agony as his pecker punched the back of my cervix reaching places which had never been reached before, stretching my cunt to absolute bursting.
He waited again for me to grow used to this new intrusion. The orgasm which had been building burst out like a flood, covering his throbbing staff with my juices and providing yet more lubrication. I screeched out anew at this unbelievable pleasure, thrusting my arms around master's neck and pulling his head down towards mine.
At the same time, I shouted out, "Stop playing with me and fuck me. Fuck me harder than I've ever been fucked before in a millennium."
Master didn't react for a second and just beamed down at me, his face inches away from mine. Then he reached down and our lips locked together in a passionate embrace.
This kiss was far more sensual than the last. His tongue invaded my mouth but playfully rather than aggressively. My obvious subservience seemed to have abated his desire for brutal domination.
At the same time, he started to fuck me. Each thrust seemed to remould me to fit his mammoth size, the walls of my cunt being pushed beyond their limits. The tension and friction as he pushed in and out of me was incredibly stimulating, in the physical domain I had transported myself to.
In that moment I felt like I had literally gone to sexual heaven. I felt his warm, hot mouth and his hard muscular body against mine. I felt more connected to master than I ever had to any other man in my many lives. It was on another level. He was no longer my protege. He was my lover.
His strokes started off slow and steady but quickly sped up until his love stick was pistoning in and out of me so fast that it became a blur. He was like a musician playing an instrument. And I soon felt a second orgasm bursting forth.
And still he continued to pound away. Relentless and untiring. My godly cunt started to spasm uncontrollably and soon my body was shaking. His pace had continued to increase and his strokes had continued to deepen and now he was thrusting the entire length of his huge steel rod into me.
My screeching became louder and louder and higher and higher pitched. I felt like jelly. I was losing consciousness. The pleasure he was giving me was transcendent. I seemed to be in the middle of the longest and most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. Time seemed to stand still, the pain subsided and I felt pure and unadulterated ecstasy.
For the first time in my life nothing mattered. As long as I could feel this good, experience this pleasure, nothing else was important. This was my new world. This was who I was meant to be. This was who I wanted to be for the next many years.
My body continued to shake as master drilled me over and over again, seemingly with unlimited stamina as my orgasm continued, the bed beneath me becoming soaked in my sexual juices.
My mind began to shatter, not in pain but in pleasure. I no longer felt like an independent being. I needed to keep feeling like this. I would do anything to keep feeling like this.
It seemed like this moment would go on forever and ever. It must have all got too much for me and I must have passed out. But even while dreaming I felt like I was on a higher plane, the most completely satisfied I had ever felt in my life.
When I regained consciousness, I was lying on what I assumed was master's bed. He was lying next to me, his arms wrapped around mine and nuzzling on my neck. I immediately felt empty without him buried inside me. It was like a part of me was missing and I yearned to have it inside me again. But I could feel the sticky residue that he had obviously left when he had finally had his relief.
As he saw me wake up, he grinned at me and said, "Hope you enjoyed the warm up Devi. Ready for round 2?"
"Warm up?" I said weakly. My voice was thin and croaking after all my screaming. Then lighting up I said "Of course, my divine lord."
This seemed to turn master on and I could see his dick start to harden as blood rushed into it. He jumped off the bed seemingly still with boundless energy, He reached down and picked me up effortlessly and spun me over like a rag doll before dragging my ass into the air.
He reached across to a cabinet by the bed and picked up a small bottle. I jumped as I felt a cold liquid hit my ass cheeks. This was quickly followed by master's hands which hurriedly rushed to push the lube up my tight rose bud.
I groaned as I felt first one, then two, then three fingers enter my ass. I had done anal a few times in my previous avatars but was not very experienced and certainly not with a cock anywhere near this size.
I trembled slightly at the prospect but my desire far outweighed my fear. I had experienced the highs my new master had taken me to and I wanted to be taken there again.
Master seemed to tire quickly at the efforts to prepare me and crouching behind me he pushed the protuberant head inside my tight, firm asshole. I screeched out in pain and my ass vigorously protested the invasion.
He seemed more impatient this time, pushing through my pain barrier with ease, like he knew that I could take it. And I was desperate to take it.
Desperate to show him that I was worthy of him. Desperate to show him I was the best goddess he'd ever hope to have, that I was stronger and fitter than the other girls in this world. I didn't just want to be his bitch.
I wanted to be his top bitch.
So as the pain grew and he sunk his huge log deeper into my anus I gritted my teeth, bit down my screams and grabbed hold of the bedsheets to suppress my outbursts.
I firmed my ass so it would be able to withstand the punishment it was about to receive.
As if seeing my acquiescence as a green light master started fucking me hard and fast. He was like a jockey putting his new filly through her paces, seeing how far she could go.
Soon our bodies were both drenched in sweat and I felt another orgasm building inside me as he continued to thrust into me until I felt with a jolt his balls slap against my clit. I couldn't believe that I was taking a full foot of thick, meaty prick into my tiny butt.
I squealed in pleasure, the pain starting to subside. And with a shock I felt master slap my ass firmly.
"That's it queen, take it, take it all the way."
And with that he slapped me again, and again, and again. But instead of complaining I shouted out, "Yes. Spank me. Punish me for being a naughty slut. Teach me a lesson, master."
I felt his dick harden further and he quickened his pace, becoming more and more brutal. And all the while he kept slapping my ass at will, telling me what a worthless celestial whore I was.
Within seconds I felt yet another powerful organism flow through my body. The guys I had slept with for hundreds of years had struggled to provoke a single orgasm from me. And yet here I was having experienced at least half-a-dozen already with no end in sight.
As I came my ass clamped down on master's dick. It formed a vice around his shaft which he attempted to power through but to no avail and within seconds he too was grunting at the top of his lungs as he fired shot after shot of hot spunk deep into my bowels.
And then he did something I had never seen a man do before. He kept his now softening dick inside me as his seed seeped out of me. But within seconds he was hardening again. He swivelled me around on his pole so that he was lying back on the bed with me sat on top of his now again fully hard dick.
Without missing a heartbeat, he started fucking me again, as hard as ever. The new angle meant that he was once again rearranging my ass and before a minute had passed, I was screaming in ecstasy as my body shook in pleasure, once again reaching the pinnacle of sexual nirvana where nothing mattered and life was pleasure in its purest form.
The rest of the night became a blur as my conscious mind faded away and freed my animalistic urges to run wild. Time seemed to lose all meaning as master continued his sexual masterclass making me now and forever his dedicated, loyal slave.
I awoke suddenly. I found myself lying naked on the bed. His bed.
Simultaneously my senses went into overdrive as I took in the pungent scent which permeated the room. It smelt of pure, unadulterated sex. The smell seemed to infect every pore of my being. Its raw power sent a chill of desire down my spine and my pussy began to moisten anew; despite the battering it had taken last night.
I felt the sheet beneath me was damp, dousing me in sexual fluids.
At the same time, I became aware that my skin was covered in what could only be sticky, dry cum. I looked down and saw my usually golden tan covered in numerous white blotches, the residue of master's copious sexual releases.
And every muscle in my body ached. I could feel a number of bruises beginning to form and my ass felt incredibly raw from the spanking it had received over the last few hours. My memory needed a reboot to accustom my new body of the physical pains of the earthly plane.
It took a few seconds for me to form conscious thought, to process my surroundings. And as I did so the memories of the previous night raced through my mind, accelerating my heart beat as I relived the thrill. The thrill of being conquered.
After a lifetime of supernatural immortal dominance, of always getting what I wanted, of being in charge and in control I had been tamed. Tamed by a force stronger and more powerful than any I had ever encountered before.
Looking at myself I realised what I looked like, what I had become. A cheap whore. A fuck toy to be used and abused at will.
And whereas yesterday this had embarrassed me, it now felt liberating. It gave me a simplistic contentment I had never experienced before.
My head swam as I gazed across at the body lying next to me, less than a foot away. Despite knowing its every contour the sight of it still took my breath away. It was the male form perfected and brought to life.
From his dark, black hair, to his strutting angular jaw, his broad muscular shoulders and his huge pecs, down his taut, defined abs to the huge thick tube dangling between his legs he was divine.
Even soft his dick looked menacing, at least 8 inches in length it was still bigger than most erect cocks I had seen. It was like a slumbering giant, which once disturbed would grow to a monstrous size. And underneath I could just make out his plum sized gonads which even now would be churning, producing more spunk for him to fire.
As I watched his chest gently rise and fall, I purred with strange satisfaction. I knew in that moment that I had been changed irreparably.
All I wanted to do now was to please master, to be his number one slut, to give him what he wanted so that he would give me what I wanted: his dick inside my holes hard and fast.
As these thoughts developed, I was overcome by hunger and desire, so horny that I couldn't think straight. I crawled down the bed and reached out, wrapping my hands around his thick python.
Bending down, pushing my ass into the air I took him into my mouth. I could taste my juices on his helmet and swiftly tried to push myself down further, taking more of the soft meat into my eager mouth. Even soft I was having to strain my jaw to accommodate his girth. I rolled my tongue around the underside of his foreskin and was immediately rewarded by the taste of his sexual essence and a few seconds later a stiffening hardness as the snake started to rise, awaking from its slumber.
I felt the first drops of precum leaking into my eager mouth and gobbled them down greedily. I started to feel giddy as I felt his tool widen and lengthen under my ministrations, feeling proud that despite the struggle that I was getting such an immediate reaction. With this encouragement I attacked his cock with more vigour. I loved having him in my mouth. He was so warm and as the blood rushed forward, I felt him expanding even further inside me, pushing my jaw out further to accommodate him.
I was slobbering now, losing control. What had started slow and sensual was becoming messy and frantic. By now he was rock hard, like a concrete rod, all flexibility gone. And I was desperately pushing my mouth down further and further, spittle flying everywhere as I aimed to please it.
"That's it. Deep throat that dick like the whore you are."
The deep voice and the insulting trash talking moved my state of arousal up another notch. Determined to satisfy my new master I began thrusting my head down further and faster with no concern for the discomfort it was causing me.
My hands came up to wank the base of his steel rod and massage his balls.
I needed to show him that I was good. No, not good, great. That I could pleasure him better than any of his other sluts. I manoeuvred my head to find the best angle for his spur to penetrate furthest down my throat and suppressing my gag reflex.
Master was grunting now, making a low guttural sound, which told me that I was doing a good job. My sole ambition, in this moment, was to give master the best blow job of his life and I couldn't let anything get in the way of that.
I found a steadier rhythm and felt as I did so master's big bucket sized hands slap my ass. The jolt was like an electric shock and I became more frantic, pushing his beast further and further down my throat as I felt his fingers enter my dripping twat.
Suddenly I thrust my head down at lightning speed and it slid further down his cock than ever before, less than an inch away from the base.
My body was contorted and it felt like I could not move or breath as a crowbar fixed me in place.
The force of the thrust stung but I didn't care. I felt victory in the loud grunt that issued from Master's lips as he cried out in ecstasy.
I held my mouth in place and began to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen as I fought with every fibre of my being to stay in place. My tongue lapped against his invading spur, trapped in my gullet and I felt it struggle as Master continued to moan.
"You sure know how to give a blow job, devi."
Again, the encouragement spurred me on. I began once again fucking his shaft with my mouth, bobbing up and down at such speed that my world became a blur. The rest of the universe faded away and it was just me and his impossible large dick.
As I pushed myself to my absolute physical limits, I heard Master's groaning getting louder as he fought to contain himself. But I knew it was a losing fight and before long I felt his tackle widen, distending my jaw and throat before it began to fire.
"Here come's your breakfast" he roared.
Within milliseconds my mouth was full of his thick, warm cream. As I did my best to swallow, I began to gag.
Choking due to the lack of air I felt myself losing control. I was drowning. I was going to die, drowned in cum.
But just as I was losing consciousness I felt him withdrawing and I fell to the bed as his hot seed was fired all over my face and hair.
My mouth hung open, I was panting like a dog from my exertion. All my energy was spent and my jaw felt dislocated from being stretched beyond its limits, spasming in pain.
But in that moment I was satisfied.
Satisfied that I had pleased him. This sexual god.
He continued to stream as he splattered my entire upper body from his almighty orgasm. I wanted to guzzle it down but I couldn't as my jaw ached and went numb.
Eventually I saw his prick starting to soften and I looked up into his sparkling emerald eyes. They were ablaze with passion. Keeping constant eye contact I started to scoop up his milk off my heaving lactating tits and seductively licked my fingers, forcing my mouth into action again against its wishes to please him.
I wanted that moment, our eyes locked together in lust and desire, to last forever. I had never felt prouder in my life.
But the moment was broken as a mature womanly voice spoke from behind my back.
"What is going on?