Chapter 1: Introduction
Stepping out of the rickshaw, Surya straightened his shirt collar and adjusted his sunglasses. The modest, white, two-story home stood before him with an enclosure wall around it and gates painted in a royal blue color. He marveled at the property's design, paying homage to South Indian architecture with impressions of temple structures in its ornamentation.
A placard beside the entrance door lifted the veil of mystery, declaring his star status in the scientific world.
Despite his professional achievements, Surya felt like a mere mortal in front of this family of women with an arduous rite ahead. Nandini, the beauty he saw in the photograph, has eyes so big and expressive, it stirred something inside him. Now, he anxiously waited to see her face-to-face, the sensations intensifying by the second.
With a deep breath, he knocked. The door opened, revealing Bhavani, clad in a delicate turquoise silk saree and a simple necklace.
Gold bangles jingled, greeting him warmly. "Namaste, welcome. I'm Bhavani. Please come in," she said, her kind eyes bright with anticipation.
Surya stepped in, an erotic tension knotting in his lower gut. The sexual curiosity of the day ahead excited him, setting his senses alight with the promise of what was to come. He could already see the delighting experience with these women, unveiling their bodies one by one.
All in the name of customary love. His cock stirred in the confines of his trousers, restricting the pure lust rising in his core.
"Thank you, Aunty," he said, following her into the living room.
Bhavani gestured to the lush, cushioned divan, "Please, sit. I'll go get Nandini, and we can begin your examination."
Surya tried to relax, making his body feel lighter on the couch, but it was no use. His hard-on strained for freedom, awareness centered in his groin.
Surya glanced at the staircase, his heart jumping as Nandini descended. Her long black hair, intricately braided adorned with fragrant jasmine, cascaded down her back. A beautiful red saree with golden borders wrapped perfectly around her delicate body. Soft curls traced the contours of her face, drawing him to her luminous eyes. Her big, doe-like, and submissive eyes were like a dead giveaway into the depths of her longing for him.
She lowered her gaze and looked at his crotch. Surya's wildly pulsing cock was apparent even through his trousers, already straining as if aching to be buried deep within her warm, eager, and dripping wet flesh. In her demure and gentle expression, he saw a burning craving, and a spark of eagerness shone through her eyes, beckoning him to seize and tame her at once.
Bhavani walked to and fro, casting a subtle yet admiring gaze upon her would-be son-in-law.
The bulge in Surya's pants grew larger, captivating her. Her gaze lingered there, and she couldn't help but wonder how wonderful it would feel to wrap her hand around him, to have that thick and heavy cock in her mouth as she caresessed him with a gentle firmness.
Softly clearing her throat, she brought herself back to reality. "Nandini, if you'd join me," she said, gesturing to a space next to her.
Surya swallowed hard, the anticipation eating away at his resolve.
He shifted on the couch, trying to alleviate the pressure on his growing erection. Bhavani and Nandini took their positions on the large, plush carpet in front of him, and he felt his face flush with heat.
"So, we start by assessing your physical health and virility," Bhavani began, as her fingers brushed against the buttons of his shirt.
His eyes locked with Nandini's, and she looked at him with innocent fascination, her eyelids fluttering.
Bhavani unbuttoned his shirt mindfully, her fingers gently caressing his skin, causing a shiver to trace down his spine.
Surya's pulse quickened at the carnal touch. "Aunty, let me," he said, finding his thus-far buried courage to seduce. His hands took over unbuttoning the remaining fabric. He removed the garment, tossing it aside, his chest rising and falling.
Bhavani couldn'
"Please, continue," she encouraged, her voice barely a whisper.
With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Surya stood and removed his trousers. Slowly, he slid the fabric down his legs, his thick, pulsing cock finally freed from its confinement, it bounced proudly, the girth making Nandini's mouth water.
"Fuck," she gasped softly as soon as she caught sight of his beautiful manhood.
A guttural growl escaped from Bhavani's throat, her own arousal awakening.
She leaned forward to take in a better look, her eyes fixated greedily on his sculpted body.
Surya took a deep breath and reached out, gently stroking her cheek. A sigh of pleasure left Nandini's lips, her body trembling to submit to his muscular form.
Her arousal leaked onto the plush carpet, and her thighs squeezed together as she watched him caress her mother. The raw hunger in Surya's eyes reflected in hers.