MY Raja

I thought my mother was a very lucky woman when he agreed to marry her. With this, our lives just changed, from one of utter poverty to one of plenty and happiness. For me he is the most handsome man ever. Tall around 6’, with a soldier’s gait, an ex-army Major, with a bristling mustache, firm steps, bright eyes, a ready smile and a pipe in his mouth. Do read my mother’s story in I.S.S titled ‘My Master Becomes My Slave’ on how she made him hers!.

My name is Yogitha, and I am 21 years old, studying for my economics degree in a nearby college. We live in a huge apartment in Kandivli West, and after my sister got married and went to her husband’s house, I have the entire room for myself. I am tall at 5’ 6” and am well developed with a 34 size bust, a slim waist at 22” and a 36 size behind. Though I am dark, boys do get attracted to me, as I am full of life- especially after this great change that came about in our lives.

I have never seen my mother so happy and full of life, as now. She was a battered wife, and we too were never spared. But ‘uncle’, as I call him, has been one of the kindest persons ever, and never has he a harsh word for anyone. He got my sister married to a very nice boy who earns well and keeps her happy and treats her with respect. I think ‘uncle’ sees to that! I am never in any want. Either for my clothes, or money or for my education.

At college, I am very friendly with a boy, who to me looks like my ‘uncle’. He had come home a few times, but my mother did not like him, as he was from another State. “It will be an unequal match between unequals” she said. I retorted, “Then, ‘uncle’ should never have married you.” She was hurt, but ‘uncle’ was smiling, though he too was not in favour as they would be clash of cultures. “You are from South and we are Maharastrian. Then, isn’t there a clash?” I asked him. “In our case it is different Yogitha. We are grown up, and clash of culture was far from our thoughts. I will look for a nice, well brought up and well settled boy from your own State, who will respect you and take care of you” he replied. I smiled but then, I let it pass.

That was the only time he and ever had an argument with me till then. One afternoon, as my classes got cancelled, I came home pretty early, and as I was about to go to my room, I heard sounds from my parent’s room. I thought my mother or ‘uncle’ may not be well, and went and opened the door without knocking. The scene that I saw froze me to the spot. My mother and my ‘uncle’ were both completely nude. My ‘uncle’ was lying down, facing up. His manhood, proud and straight was also up in the air, like a staff pole. Both his hands were on my mother’s breasts, squeezing them gently, playing and teasing her nipples.

My mother was straddling his face and whispering away. “Meri pyaare. Aur jorse. Jara dabake. Bahut pyaara arahahahai. Zaban andhar dalona meri raja’. One hand went behind her and was playing with his glorious manhood. And her one hand was tussling away his hair, her legs tightening around his shoulders. And she was gently going up and down on his mouth, her hissings filling the air

I know a bit about sex, not that I had ever experienced it, but what I saw surprised me. Oral sex was something new for me. But then these two have been deeply in love, and for them nothing mattered at that time. And they were enjoying what they were doing. They were intent in their act. I found I was wet below and was leaking away and then at her beckoning, he got up, and I then I again saw his glorious, proud manhood, so large, and in the air. I was thrilled further more and he again lay prone on the bed.

With his manhood erect and stiff and mother once more straddling him, impaled herself on him. His hands were once more squeezing her lovely round breasts, playing with her nipples, at the same time, thrusting into her. Both their eyes were closed, her knees pressed around his shoulders. And then, he brought his hand down, and with his thumb and finger he was teasing her down there. And she was repeatedly calling out his name, thrusting back for every thrust of his, and he too was calling out to her with so much love and passion, “Meri Ranji. Meri Pyaari Ranji. They were in total ecstasy and bliss.

I just couldn’t control myself, and tip-toeing away, I fled to my room, bolted it, stripped and then masturbated for the next half an hour, imagining ‘uncle’ was in me. I came thrice. After a bath I came out and saw them in the hall, having tea. “When did you come?’ he asked. “An hour ago” I said, and joined them for tea, though my mind was now how to seduce this lovely man sitting right next to me.

A woman’s mind is most fertile. She can work out situations and strategize to her advantage, and in most cases, she always come up the winner. And I, just then decided to come out a winner!

I would seduce him sooner or later and at my terms! And that day was not far off. I am sure. And as time would tell.

Some days later, my sister and brother-in-law came down on a Sunday to have lunch with us. Usually, ‘uncle’ cooks on Sundays, and his cooking is marvellous. While having our food, my sister and jeeja told us they were going to Nashik and whether any of us would be interested in joining them. My mother had some ‘vows’ to be completed at a few temples there and she said she would go with them. ‘Uncle’ arranged for them to travel by his SUV, and they left the next day itself for a week’s trip and this I when I put my plan into action.

The same afternoon, I came home around noon, and ‘uncle’ was at work on his comp, with his steaming coffee mug. “Have you eaten>” he asked. “No. I will rustle up something. You carry on with your work” I replied. But being what he is, he put the system off, got dressed and took me in his new Swift to the Mall close home. We strolled around some shops. He got me some nice dresses, lots of lovely lacquered bangles, semi precious jewellery, and some expensive cosmetics and perfumes. We then went to the Food Court and had a leisurely lunch. As we were driving back, he asked me, “Have you thought about what I told you on that boy?” “I have. I will tell you when we get home.” I answered.

When we returned, I went and took a long bath, wore all the bangles and jewellery that he had got for me, wore the new deep red skirt and top, the Spanish style earrings, light make up and went to show him. “Yogitha!” He whispered. “You look ravishing” his eyes almost popping out. I pulled up a chair and sat next to him. “Uncle. Now about that thing. I will agree to your proposal that I should marry a boy from this State. But then, I have a condition too” I said. “What is it Yogitha? I have never denied you anything. And I will not deny you this also” he said. “Is it then a promise?” I asked. “Absolutely. It is. I have never gone back on my word, have I” he asked. “Come. Tell me. What is that condition that I cannot fulfill?” He said. This talk went on for sometime, till I fixed him true and well.

“My condition is very simple. For you. Who has done more difficult things, it is very simple, and it will make us both happy and satisfied” I said. “Out with it. Don’t increase the suspense Yogitha” he replied. And then I told him.” The first man who has me has to be you”. There was absolute shocked silence in the room. ‘Uncle’ seemed to have stopped breathing. His pipe had gone out. He was staring at me. “Do you know what you are saying?” He asked. “I am sure and definite in what I am asking. I have thought this over the last few days.” I replied. “Do you know our relationship? I am your father,” he said. “You are not. Not by any remote chance. Except that you have married my mother.

My biological father was someone different. The only link that I have now is my mother. You are not even a blood relation. Look. You are from South. We are from Maharashtra. Yes. I respect you and adore you for what you have done for us. But this then is my request and condition.” I answered. He was quiet for sometime, but he still looked at me, trying to cower me down. I stared back more intent. He was the first to blink. “What will your mother say to this? And what will she think about us?” He asked. Now I knew he was softening out. Otherwise that question would never have been asked.

“She will not know from me surely,” I answered. “And neither should you say anything to her about this, if you don’t want her to know. This is between just the two of us, two adults. Then where is the problem.” I said. “How long do I have to think this over?” He queried. “Ten minutes” I replied, shocking him even further.

The day was ending, and dusk was beginning to fall. The birds were all coming home to roost. I continued to sit-in front of him, with a smile on my face. He was truly in a quandary. And then, he looked at me and first the time that evening, he smiled, his warm deep smile. I had won. “Give me ten minutes he said and went in. He came back a little later after a quick bath. “Yogitha!” He called from his bedroom. When I went in, I was not prepared for the scene in front of me.

‘Uncle’ was standing in front of the huge mirror, with just a towel around him. “Come then” was his only words. And I walked in shutting the bedroom door shut, and as I walked up to him, I quickly dropped my skirt and then my blouse, with nothing on except my deep red brassieres and panties. And I walked towards him, with tantalizing steps, moving away my hips, my large earrings swaying with my sway, a large victorious smile on my face and as I reached him, he embraced me crushing me in his arms, and his wet towel dropped to the floor, revealing to me my living Adonis! And he was not quiet.

He removed the hooks from my brassieres and deftly pulled away my panties, and I too was now completely and as naked as he. He breathed a deep sigh. “You are like Aphrodite” he said. “I never realized you had grown up so much. Yogitha! You are lovely!” Saying this, he crushed his mouth on mine, and I willingly opened it for him. His tongue darted inside and started playing with my tongue and probing my mouth, slurping away my saliva juices, and me his. I was in total bliss even then. “I love you ‘uncle’” I said, coming away from him, my hands still around his neck. “I don’t know what to say, except that you are beautiful and never have I seen one so lovely” he replied while he bent down to take my left breast into his mouth.

“Let us move to the bed” I said. “It will be more comfortable” I told him and like a Nord warrior, he lifted me into his arms and carried me to his large double bed, and laid me down gently. I asked him to stand there so that I could feast my eyes on his naked form, and then spontaneously, I held out my hands to him. With a smile he came to me and kissed me deep and sure, his hands now busy teasing my small pink nipples. We kissed till eternity! And then he bent down and took my breast in his mouth. Oh! How warm and luxurious was his mouth on my breast. He held my nipple between his teeth and teased it with his tongue. I held his head and pulled him more into me. “Suck me my master. It is lovely what you are doing. Take all the time you want.

I want you this entire evening and night all for myself” I said. His intensity increased. And then he shifted focus to my other breast, his hand now taking over the one that he had just finished sucking. My! I was transported into a blissful stage. And my eyes closed with pleasure. My hand slowly went down and took his erect manhood. It was like a flagstaff in my small feminine hands. “How huge you are lover. My mother is truly lucky” I said. Rising up, I went down and took him in my mouth. Never did I feel the thrill that I felt at that moment. It was huge; it was lovely and it smelt nice. I didn’t realize I could take it all in and I did.

His hand was now on my head, and he was moaning away, “Yogitha! My lovely Yogitha. How masterful my love now his hand went down and stopped at the valley between my thighs. I opened them, spreading my thighs for him. I was oozing wet and when he looked at me with those lovely eyes of his and winked, I suddenly felt very shy and closed my eyes, smiling. His fingers parted my cunt lips, and his wetted his finger in my love juice and started feeling me, gently rubbing me there, and moving his finger up and down my cunt lips. Oh! What pleasure it gave me.. I held hard on him, and again turning his face to mine, kissed him deep and moist. He was sucking my lips and then my tongue, and his hands were now on my breast again, squeezing them gently, without hurting.

After a while, we broke off. He now started kissing me on my neck, behind my ears, sending tingling sensations, and then on my nose. He kissed my eyes, and then my lips, and slowly came down, kissing my breasts, teasing my nipples. He then went down and started sucking at my belly button. It was so lovely…and delicious and then he came down to my feet, sucking my toes, and then kissing my feet, and gently at my thighs. He then came to the junction between my thighs and as he kissed me there, and then, placed his mouth right over my throbbing cunt and started lapping away there. And then, gently, he parted my feminine lips with his moistened tongue and ran it over my entire length there, bringing thrills that I never knew existed. “Master. I love you. I love you. It is so delightful. Don’t stop what you are doing, my love” I said. And he, very loyally, did what I told him to do. It was sheer bliss.

He then came up and we kissed away to glory, his saliva mixed with my sexual pourings mixed with my saliva. And now he brought his hand down and parted my thighs and placed his finger at my vagina. “NO. Not that” I cried. “Why? You only wanted it” he said. “Yes. I want it even now. But don’t open me with your finger. I want your manhood to do it. For the love for you, I will bear the pain” I replied. “It will hurt Yogitha” he said. “I want that hurt, and I want to remember it all my life and never to forget who made me a woman” I answered.

This time, when he came down he licked me for a long, long time and then as he lifted his head, he saw my clitoris in full bloom like a rose bud. He put his lips around it and creating a small vacuum, sucked on it with his wet lips and flicked it with his moist tongue. And once again I was flooded from within and he lapped at it gracefully, while my hands were pressing his face into my cunt.

He got up and carried me to his large work table. He laid me there and pulled me to the edge, with both my legs dangling free. He then took hold of them and came close to me. I could feel now the heat from his throbbing, hard manhood. “Take me my master. Come into me. I am waiting for you with so much anticipation. Take me and love me” I said. And he placed himself directly at my throbbing vagina and slowly pushed himself in. There was resistance, and it was hurting. “Gently lover. But don’t remove it. I want you and want you surely” I told him. And his thrust increased. I was holding onto him and was pushing into him too. And then it ruptured and gave way. In the AC room we were sweating. Tears had formed in my eyes. He pulled himself out and kissed me away all over. “I am sorry I hurt you’ he said. “Don’t ever say that master.

I wanted it and I am glad it happened and that it was you who took my maidenhood. I love you. Now come into me” I said and then again he entered, this time there was no resistance, but being the first time for me, the passage was tight, but he gently went in, slowly and slowly, till he filled me up. And slowly again, he pulled back. And then again in. And back and the rhythm went on for some time, till I could take him in fully and with pleasure. And then the thrusts started, his and mine, gently at first, and then with vigour, deep thrusts and gentle movements.

Till my dam burst and I flooded him in my vagina. His manhood was even more swollen and now was touching my womb, sending me into explosive ecstasies. My hand was over his neck, pulling him down so that we could kiss. He was busy pounding and for the first time, while calling out my name repeatedly, he said, ‘”Yogitha. I love you. I love you. I love you”. And our intimacy increased with every passing minute, and then a stage came when I found him, stiffening, and then from him, deliciously warm liquid stared spurting deep within me. It was for me awakening into glorious womanhood from a man I love and have always wanted to be taken physically and emotionally.

We were both drained out, but we went back to bed and lying next to each other we took each other in our arms and while I was kissing him, he was playing with my breasts and then lifting his head and looking into my eyes, he again said. “Yogitha. I love you very much.” .” At this, I released myself from him and coming up I placed my mouth on his just to say “thank you” as I wanted to hear him say “I love you”. And we again kissed away to glory.