Incestuous Mysteries of Anaganath – Part 4

In the previous chapter, I depicted Indrahara’s victorious execution of his plan. He cleverly captured his brother and married his sister-in-law with the help of his sister, ultimately winning her heart.

In this part, his mother unexpectedly became enamoured with him despite his proposal. He also discovered a new side to his sister.

It had been nearly three months since Indrahara and Kantamini had wed. The news of Kantamini’s pregnancy with Indrahara’s child had swiftly spread. Amid the jubilation, Mamatara couldn’t conceal her sorrow.

Indrahara had vowed to impregnate her first but ultimately broke his promise. As a result, Mamatara proposed that Kantamini return to her kingdom until the baby arrived. Kantamini then departed for Bahutarini.

Indrahara was too focused on his new wife, Kantamini, and almost neglected his covert marriage to his sister, Mamatara. But Mamatara entered his room one day and reminded him of his duty to fulfil both roles as her brother and husband.

She suggested, ‘Maybe one of my brothers pledged to take care of his dear sister and get her pregnant, but it seems he may have forgotten. Now, it’s time to refresh his memory of his promise.’

Indrahara reassured Mamatara that he had not forgotten any of his promises. He was preoccupied with his new wife. However, Mamatara interrupted and asked if Indrahara was more focused on his new wife.

Indrahara understood her frustration and promised to publicly declare her as his first wife after completing one more task. He warned that anyone who dared to question their relationship would face his wrath.

Indrahara asked Mamatara for one last favour – to aid him in pursuing a forbidden love with their mother. This was the ultimate test of their bond – if she agreed, they would face no hindrances in their love.

She calmly said, “I always knew this day would come. Allow me to help you claim your rightful throne as the King of Sluts. But what about Kantamini? Can she accept your feelings for me and our mother?”

With a wicked smirk, he answered, “If she cannot, then I am the true King. Remember what happened with our brother?”

Mamatara instructed, “At night, go to her room and wait by the door. When I give the signal, seduce her and make love to her in a romantic manner.” Anshora, the mother of Indrahara and Mamatara, is an alluring woman with a slim frame and hourglass figure measuring 35-30-35.

Mamatara entered her mother’s room as darkness fell. Indrahara joined her in silence, their eyes meeting in a gentle gaze. Anshora’s voice interrupted the quiet, noticing the worry on Mamatara’s face and her hesitation to speak.

Mamatara was hesitant to share her thoughts. Indrahara eagerly looked forward to sleeping with his mother. Anshora’s unexpected interruption surprised Mamatara. She was not aware that Anshora knew about her and her brother’s romantic involvement.

Neither Mamatara nor Indrahara could believe how Anshora had found out about their relationship. In a panicked state, Mamatara nervously inquired, “How did you figure it out?” Anshora calmly replied, “Your Maven told me.”

Worried about Anshora’s response, Mamatara cautiously asked, “Aren’t you upset about our relationship?”

“No,” Anshora calmly replied, ‘Every individual has their desires, and it is their right to fulfil them. However, I have a request. Promise me that you will follow my words.” Mamatara pondered for a moment before agreeing to comply with Anshora’s wishes.

Anshora declared, “To continue your relationship with your brother Indrahara, he must quench his mother’s insatiable thirst.” (This news made Mamatara and Indrahara elated). “If you do not agree, I will banish you from the kingdom.”

Mamatara called Indrahara to her. He confidently said, “Mother, I can quench your thirst in one night.” This excited all three of them. Indrahara added, “If you agree to bear my child and give birth to a beautiful offspring, I will satisfy you.”

Anshora replied, “I am willing to accept your seed and conceive as many times as you want.” Indrahara responded, “Get ready to dress like a bride. I will marry you, impregnate you, and fill your womb with my semen.”

Indrahara ordered his servants to add a touch of love to the Sukhila and instructed his ministers to take care of the kingdom. He, along with his mother and sister, journeyed to the Sukhila for a romantic escape.

Upon arrival, he promised to make their day special by declaring, “Today, we rest, but tomorrow I will marry you. From that day on, we will leave behind the mother-son relationship and embrace our bond as husband and wife.”

They left for their chambers, eager for the new day. It was the day when mother and son’s souls would unite, filling them with excitement. Anshora headed to the ceremonial altar.

Mamatara visited her room and was overjoyed to see her mother adorned in regal splendour. She exclaimed, “Today when Indrahara sees you, he will surely liken you to the divine apsaras of heaven. In my experience, I assure you he will passionately ravish you tonight without restraint.”

Upon hearing, Anshora’s desire ignited. The royal wedding was grand and enchanting throughout the kingdom. The prince and queen were adorned in shimmering gold and diamonds. As time passed, Indrahara eagerly awaited his new wife.

The moonlit room was filled with romantic intentions for a honeymoon, adorned with an abundance of red rose petals on the bed. Anshora entered gracefully, holding a glass of milk, which she offered to her son with care.

As he drank, she humbly touched his feet and declared, “From now on, I am your devoted wife, my dear husband.” With adoration in her eyes, she sought his blessing to bear a son as a gesture of devotion.

“I am grateful to be married to such a loving and youthful husband,” she lovingly expressed. “I promise to fulfil my duties as your wife tonight and make it an unforgettable memory for you,” he whispered as he was mesmerized by her alluring lips in the soft bedroom light.

The deep red colour added fullness and seduction. Without hesitation, he leaned in to savour this intimate moment between a devoted mother and, now, a sensual wife. Despite her slight hesitation, he couldn’t resist softly caressing and cherishing her.

Indrahara’s romantic words flowed as he held her close, whispering, “My dear Anshora, you are mine. Tonight, I will show you the true depth of my love and make passionate love to my beautiful wife.’

Her heart skipped at the sound of her name, and she felt the desire of motherhood fading as his embrace warmed her. After years of yearning, her body now longed for his touch.

Without hesitation, she eagerly reciprocated his kisses. A rush of love, tenderness, and longing surged through them. Their lips perfectly melded together, effortlessly communicating their emotions.

They were completely consumed by each other, dancing to an unspoken beat of yearning. As their kisses intensified, their desire for each other only intensified, igniting an insatiable flame between them.

Their passionate embrace united their hearts and filled their bodies with a surge of intense emotions, overflowing with love, tenderness, and desire. He delighted in the sensation of her lips.

Savouring every curve and revelling in the taste and texture of her luscious red lips. As he explored her mouth with his tongue, the intensity grew. She eagerly sucked on his tongue, guiding his exploration of every crevice.

Her emotions were in chaos, driving her to madness. He took off her jewellery, leaving only the mangalsutra. He wanted her to be in bed with their marriage symbol so he could love her as his wife. With a swift pull, he uncovered her saree pallu.

She was clad in a tight red blouse that accentuated her curvy figure, making her irresistible. She felt shy and crossed her arms over her chest as she hesitated to unveil herself to him. Her modesty only fueled his desire. Anshora eagerly embraced Indrahara, holding him close while he tenderly caressed her.

Their kisses were full of intense longing. Indrahara wrapped his arms around Anshora, positioning himself behind her and pressing his manhood against her backside.

As his hands explored her body, his lips trailed along her spine until reaching her shoulder. With a playful bite, he squeezed her breasts, causing Anshora to moan and arch towards him. In turn, she moved her hips, grinding against Indrahara’s arousal.

He quickly stripped off her blouse, revealing her perky breasts. Then, he playfully lifted the pallu of her saree and twirled her around, exposing her completely. Indrahara took possession of Anshora’s lips, his longing for her as strong as that of a starving animal.

Anshora’s lower lip was nibbled, and she moaned in pleasure. He savoured her response while she basked in his touch. Eventually, they broke their kiss and gasped for air, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. She romantically undressed him, biting his cock through his loin cloth.

She beckoned him to sit on the bed. As Indrahara sat, Anshora kneeled before him, slowly removing his loin cloth and revealing his aroused member. She delicately stroked it with both hands, causing Indrahara to lean back in pleasure. They locked eyes as she explored his cock with her hands and mouth.

With a gulp, she took his balls into her mouth and then ran her tongue along his entire length. Indrahara was captivated by his wife’s sensual movements while his mother knelt before him, locking eyes and wearing a Mangalsutra with his name.

On their wedding night, Anshora intimately pleasured her husband, taking him into her mouth. He was completely overwhelmed as Anshora sensually took his manhood. Indrahara’s desire grew uncontrollably, causing him to forcefully grip her hair and enter her mouth with his member.

Despite struggling, Anshora bravely persisted. Eventually, Indrahara released his hold, and Anshora continued to please him, switching between sucking his balls and caressing his testicles. She passionately pleasured his manhood, expertly surpassing even Mamatara’s skills.

She drove Indrahara wild with her movements, bringing him closer and closer to climax. Sensing his impending release, she stopped and used her hands to bring him to completion. His moans and eventual release were proof of her fervent stroking.

His ejaculation propelled it through the air, landing on her face in a romantic gesture. She gently wiped it away with her finger and caressed his stiff member a few more times until it was delighted. Despite the intense climax, his erection remained unfazed, seemingly untouched.

Impressed, Anshora remarked, “You’re still impressively hard. Let me bring you to ecstasy.” He obeyed, lying on the bed while she removed her dress and stood in front of him, completely nude. It was a fantasy come true, and she was alluring.

Indrahara reached around her and fondled her breasts, causing her to moan in pleasure. But suddenly, she stopped him. With a seductive tone, she invited him to play with her breasts, asking, “Do you want to touch Momma’s breasts?” He ignored her words and lunged for her bosom.

He was eagerly savouring the taste and leaving passionate marks on her skin. As she became more aroused, she moaned in response to his actions. Suddenly, she interrupted and declared, “It’s my turn now. You will learn what it’s like to pleasure a skilled woman.”

With that, she opened her legs, tempting him to explore her most intimate parts. As his gaze fell upon his mother, he was overwhelmed with intense longing. Her pussy, soft and lush, enticed him with its glossy moisture and droplets of pre-ejaculate.

He couldn’t resist, dropping to his knees and devouring her with his greedy tongue. She moaned in ecstasy, eagerly guiding his head deeper into her heat. With her legs wrapped around him, they indulged in mutual bliss. Her body dripped with evidence of her heightened desire.

Despite her efforts to stop him, he persistently pursued his insatiable desires. She surrendered to his pleasurable advances. Her moans crescendoed as she reached her peak of ecstasy. He persisted, driving her to squirt and drench his face with her sweet release.

He savoured every drop of her love, eagerly drinking her in. She exhausted herself in the pursuit of her pleasure. When she finally calmed down, he sensually caressed her with his lips, leaving her heavily sweating and drenched in pleasure.

He kissed her on her mouth and neck, enticed by her natural scent. Kneeling between her legs, Indrahara brought his eager penis closer to her wetness. Their eyes locked, and they both knew what was to come next. “Are you ready for the journey?” Indrahara asked, a smile spread across Anshora’s face.

‘What journey?’ she responded teasingly. ‘I’m always ready,’ she proclaimed. He tenderly placed a pillow under her waist, ensuring maximum pleasure. With Anshora comfortably lying on the pillow, their escapades were much more enjoyable.

Indrahara traced his penis along her warm entrance, teasing her with the tip before finally making contact. He moved in circles, creating friction that awakened her deeply satisfied pussy. To penetrate fully, he relaxed her muscles and gently pushed forward, surprised by her tightness.

It was likely due to infrequent sexual encounters with her husband. After a slight push, he was finally inside her, and she squirmed in response.

Passionately, he withdrew and forcefully reentered, causing Indrahara to moan and sigh. Her tight pussy tightly held onto him as he coated her entrance and inner walls with saliva. He applied some to his dick before pushing it firmly into her.

Obeying her body’s reaction, she widened her eyes and let out a scream of pleasure. He was now fully inside her, hitting against her end wall as he stayed immobile to let her relax. Indrahara moved closer to him, and their lips met.

As she relaxed, he began thrusting, pulling back, and then penetrating deeply. His initial movements were soft, but he soon increased his pace. Withdrawing almost completely before driving back in with vigour, hitting her innermost wall every time.

He gently caressed her, gradually intensifying the rhythm as her heat enveloped him. With each thrust, their motions grew more wild and fervent. She matched his fervour, moving in perfect harmony with him. He lifted her legs, drawing her near and gripping them firmly while intensifying his penetration.

Their bodies created a symphony of noises, with their combined moans and cries blending perfectly. Every forceful thrust elicited a mixture of pleasure and pain from her as her body eagerly responded to his every motion.

He showed no mercy, relentlessly pounding and delving deeper into her. As she lay there, legs wide spread, he gripped her right leg and placed it on his shoulder, securing her in place as he continued to pleasure her.

Both lost in pure bliss, their entwined bodies moved in a romantic dance of love and desire. With slow and sensual thrusts, he delved deeper into her, gradually increasing his rhythm.

She released soft moans and looked at Indrahara through half-shut eyes, seemingly drained of all energy. It appeared that her entire being was controlled by the pulsating pussy of Anshora. It alternated between relaxing and tightening around his member with each movement.

She was passionately giving him oral pleasure, and he felt an intense build-up to orgasm. Thrusting with all his strength, he neared climax. He questioned where to ejaculate, and she answered with a shaky voice, asking him to impregnate her. She moaned as he released all his pleasure inside her.

They gasped for air, their bodies pulsing with the aftermath of passion. Smiling shyly at each other, their satisfaction evident. Her right leg fell as he caressed her breasts and collapsed onto her in pure bliss.

All evening, Mamatara watched her brother and mother make love while delicately touching herself.

Okay, guys, our journey comes to an end with the next chapter. I will reveal the heart-wrenching moment when Indrahara shatters his brother Pranukal’s pride.

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