0 comments/ 181796 views/ 13 favorites A Holiday in Kerala Ch. 1 By: kullansg Chapter 1 I had just finished my Plus 2 finals when my father informed me that I should go to Kerala to keep my Granny company. "Your uncle and aunty are going to Mumbai to attend his boss's son's wedding. They are taking their Anu and Sutha (my young cousins) with them also as a holiday sight seeing. They will be away for two weeks . Granny will be alone. She cannot travel that far, you know. You can keep her company and the servants are there to look after the household." I was overjoyed to here this news as I was facing a hot and boring summer in Chennai. "When do I leave, papa?" I asked eagerly. "I have asked Muthu (his clerk) to book a ticket for tomorrow" "A bit of country air will do you good" said my Mother. "I wish I can go too but you know your father, without me he is totally lost" "It's okay Amma, I think I will manage with Granny. I will be taking a few novels with me to keep me occupied. I look forward to the rains there." I said. I boarded the Mangalore Mail the next night and reached my village the following day by about 10.00 am. Granny invited me in and informed me that my uncle, aunt and cousins had left for Mumbai just that morning. She called for the maid Naani, who has been working for a few years now at our household. She joined work as a young girl, and had become a permanent worker more or less. When Naani walked into the hall, I had a shock. She was wearing a blouse made of thin material and was wearing a home tailored white bra commonly used in Kerala, and was wearing a white mundu (dhoti). The blouse was only making a half-hearted attempt to restrain her huge breasts. Her plump midriff was exposed, showing her deep navel and all six inches below it. Her pretty face lit up and she gave me broad grin when she saw me. "Oh! Mohan etta (Elder Brother,a term of respect), when did you come? It has been two years since we saw you! How are your parents?" she inquired customarily. "Oh, they are fine Naani, I was busy with my studies, that's why I did not come for the past two years. I heard you were married, how is your husband?" I asked her. "He is in Chennai, working in a factory. You have grown up now with a beard and moustache. He looks handsome, doesn't he Granny?" she jokingly nodded at my Granny. "Naani, take Mohan's bags to the east room upstairs and prepare his bath." My Granny told her. As she carried my bags past me, I couldn't help but appreciate her swaying firm bulging buttocks. She was about two years four years older than me. The last time I saw her she was wearing a loose blouse and skirt. Her features then were not remarkable. Maybe after two years she appears sexy to me, or maybe I have grown to appreciate women better. I changed into my lungi and went to the bathroom to take my bath. Naani was there filling the big brass container with water. She handed me my towel and showed me where the soap box was. As she was going out, my hand accidentally brushed her buttocks. It sent a tinge through my entire body. The taught flesh, a result of hard work these village lasses do, is seldom felt in city girls. (You can feel them in crowded buses). I took my bath and had my breakfast. Naani was not to be seen around. Since I did not have proper sleep in the train, I went to my room to lie down for a while. The next thing I knew was my Granny calling me down for lunch. After lunch, Granny went for afternoon nap as usual. Since it was a hot day, I decided to go to the pond, where there is a pump-house under the mango tree on the high bank of the pond. Since it faces the paddy fields, there will be a cool breeze if you open the windows. I took a pillow and a novel to read. As I opened the window, I could see the village ladies planting paddy seedlings in my uncle's fields. They were ankle-deep in mud; their dhotis tucked high exposing more than half their thighs. They were chatting and joking as they stooped and planted rows and rows of paddy seedlings. I lay down on the bench, opened my book and started reading. The cool breeze, the quiet countryside, the distant chatter of the women working soon lulled me to sleep. I did not know how long I slept. When I woke up, it was almost sun set. I could hear people talking loudly nearby. The inside of the pump-house was getting dark. I realized that the ladies had finished their work for the day, and were washing up in the pond prior to going home. I peeked through the holes in the decorative cement blocks, which were used in the walls of the pump house to provide ventilation. I could not believe my eyes! The village women were actually taking their bath there. Since the pond was about ten feet below ground level, it offered relative privacy and outsiders never came here since it was on our private property. The ladies were in various state of undress. Most of them were topless, only wearing a thin handloom towel around their waists. Some were washing their clothes; others were waist deep in the water scrubbing their bodies using tender coconut husks as sponges, yet others were on the steps leading to the pond, changing into clean clothes. Without the slightest bit of shyness, they stripped themselves naked and dried their bodies and hairs, before the stepped into clean clothes. It was such a feast for my eyes! There were huge breasts, perky breasts, small cute breasts, and sagging breasts to ogle. My! What thighs! And what buttocks! Kerala village ladies have very firm and prominent buttocks. In the process of drying their hairs, some of them bent down with their buttocks facing me. They glistened in the setting sun. I noticed that all of them had hairy cunts. Since they were mostly standing, only their hairy triangles could be seen. With cool nonchalance they dressed up and one by one started leaving for home bidding each other good-bye. My prick was engorged to the point of pain. Never had I seen such a sight before. Without realizing it I was stroking myself. My hands moved faster at the sight of so many semi-naked women. Soon I was squirting my juice profusely on the wall and cement floor of the pump house. I let out a small groan. Lucky for me the women's chatter drowned it. It was then that I noticed Naani coming down the steps with a bundle of clothes. "Why so late Naani?' one of the girls asked. "I went home to take these dirty clothes. I won't have time to wash them tomorrow" she replied as she put them down on the steps of the pond, at the water's edge. She then proceeded to strip, removing her blouse and her mundu. For a second I had a glimpse of her well-rounded and formed buttocks, as she deftly covered her lower torso with a thin towel. She then proceeded to untie the knotted the local tailor made bra. Two large orbs leaped out as though they enjoyed the sudden freedom they were given after a whole day of being restricted in their tight confines. The towel being of a small size hardly covered her waist. It's edges barely overlapped. As she took a step her voluptuous thigh was clearly exposed on one side. She sat on the water's edge at the far end of the steps and proceeded to wash he clothes. Unfortunately her back was towards me and I felt a tinge of pang. One by one the women finished their bath and left. Naani was now alone. After having soaped all her laundry, she carried them to the washing stone, which was at the center of the steps. This time, she squatted facing me. From where I was peeping, I could clearly see between her thighs, the towel she was wearing barely doing its function. More over the setting sun's light was just at the right angle to illuminate the dark recess. Her hairy mould was clearly visible now. I felt another wave of tingling in my groin as my prick stirred and swelled. I imagined I could see a reddish split amidst her dark furry mould. As she beat her clothes on the washing stone, both her firm globes were seen to swing up and down. This sight was too much for me. I pumped my cock harder and faster. At one stage she must have felt an inch in her cunt, for she stopped for a moment, peered between her thighs and started to scratch her mould. But then, it must have been a profound itch, because soon she stood up, looked left and right, removed her towel, became completely naked and sat on the washing stone. She spread her thighs and as though she was showing her cunt to me, spread her cunt lips wide. Then with one finger she started to tease her clitoris, slowly at first, and then gathering speed, she used her entire hand to rub her cunt. She closed her eyes and started to moan softly. She was alternatingly opening and closing her thighs. With the other hand she was squeezing her breasts and pulling her nipples. My hand was equally busy. I pumped my prick with increasing speed. Then she did something surprising. She spat saliva on to her fingers and inserted three of them into her cunt and started moving them in and out. I had seen this in blue films, but this live show, that too by a village woman was an unimaginable for me. Her cunt must have been quite moist by now for I could hear the moist splashing sound her hand was producing. She bent down and watched her hand moving. She gradually increased her speed and finally clasped her hand with both her thighs while uttering a prolonged loud guttural sound. I spurted my juice once again in copious amounts. The wall and floor was wet once again. Nanni had once again gained her composure. While sitting at the edge of the washing stone, she spread her cunt lips wide and started to piss. A strong jet of golden water arched through the air and landed on the step below. She must have been holding her water for quite some time now for the stream was spurting from between her red fleshy cunt lips for about five long minutes it seemed to me before it subsided in short jerky spurts and stopped. Her face showed a great sense of relief. She then slowly stood up and proceeded to wash her clothes, completely naked. She must have known that no one will come here at this time. This time she was showing her bum to me. As she bent to rinse her clothes in the water her broad hips and fleshy big buttocks provided a tempting sight for me. I very nearly wanted to go and grab her from behind. What a lucky man her husband was! After finishing her washing, she proceeded to take her bath. It was already dusk and getting dark. I could not see clearly. Only her outline was visible. I waited for her to finish her bath before getting out of the pump house. She dressed and gathered her washings and made to the path. I waited for another five minutes before locking up the pump house and going home. As I neared my house, Nanni suddenly stepped out from behind a tamarind tree and blocked my path. I couldn't hide my shock and shame for I knew then that she must have been aware of my presence in the pump house. "Did you enjoy the show Mohan etta?" she asked me. I hung my face and started to stammer. She slowly brought her right hand to my groin and gently pressed my penis. I was taken aback by her deed. I was expecting a scolding from her and was afraid that she might tell my granny about it. Her gentle squeezing of my penis was producing the desired effect. It was a first for me and I let her continue. "How did you know that I was in there?" I asked her. "Just before going to my house to fetch my clothes I noticed that the windows were open. I peeked inside and saw you sleeping there. When I returned the windows were still open." My prick was now fully erect and was pushing my lungi into a tent. I held her hand to it, but she smiled at me and said, "Come again tomorrow", and gently removed her hand and went on her way. I had to tell a long story to my Granny about my whereabouts the whole afternoon. A Holiday in Kerala Ch. 2 It had rained the whole night. It was still drizzling when I woke up in the morning. It was cloudy and cold. Since there was no fieldwork that day, Naani came to do the housework after the rain stopped. She pretended as though nothing happened. I noticed that the top button of her blouse was undone and as she bent down sweeping the floor, her big boobs were literally jumping out of her blouse. As she came near me, I caught her breasts and gently squeezed them, another first for me. She did not resist but in mock anger said, "Shhh…. Granny is here…. You come to the pump house to day at 6.00 in the evening and wait for me. When I give you the signal come out and join me…" she instructed me as she continued sweeping. At that moment Granny came and sat beside me and we started chatting about various things. After some time I went to my room to read. I looked about for Naani but she was nowhere in sight. I was thinking about the evening all the time. Some how the afternoon went by. Not wanting to arouse Granny's suspicion, I told her I was going for a walk, and left the house at 5.30 in the evening. Going out by the front gate I detoured back to the pump house, opened it, entered and waited for Naani. Around 6.00 she came. To my utter disappointment, there was another girl, may be a couple of years younger to her, with her. To day they did not bring any clothes to wash. They were chatting loudly and laughing. They left their fresh clothes on the dry upper steps and stood at the water's edge still talking, but now softly. Naani unhooked her blouse and started removing her bra. The other girl also followed suit. They were both topless now. Although her friend was slimmer, her breasts were nevertheless moderately large and stood out prominently. Then both of them started removing their mundus and became as naked as the day they were born. Naani sat on the washing stone and said loudly, "Bring the oil container, Devi." Devi, (that was her friend's name then) took a small oil container and sat behind the naked Naani. She started applying oil to Naani's hair and then her shoulders and all the way down to her back. Naani stood up. Devi continued to apply oil to her thighs and legs. Devi then stood up, turned Naani to face her and started to anoint her neck and then her breasts, over which she lingered for some time, and abdomen. She then kneeled in front of Naani, dipped her hand into the oil container and applied it to Naani's thick bush. Naani was now getting hot. She held on to Devi's head and spread her legs. Devi began to rub Naani's mould in a circular manner. Then she rubbed along the slit. Then she inserted two fingers into Naani's cunt and started fucking it in a slow and deep motion. This was more than a routine bath. These two must be more than friends. They were lesbians, country lesbians, and in live action before me. My prick was engorged to the maximum. I dared not touch it, for fear of instant discharge. I continued to watch then. In the still silent evening, these two were lost in a world of their own. Naani had one leg over Devi's shoulder and Devi was now licking the bushy cunt before her. I could not see her tongue, but her face was buried deep in Naani's bush. Jus as suddenly, Naani stopped Devi, and picking up the oil container began to anoint Devi. She made Devi stand up with her back to the steps. As she was giving her a rub down, she signaled me in the pump house, asking me to cone down. As I silently made my way to the women, I saw Naani hugging Devi and implanting kisses on her cheeks, while massaging her buttocks. As I neared them I removed my shirt and lungi and became nude. I slid behind Devi and sandwiched her between Naani, my erect prick poking her buttock cleft. This must have shocked her, for Devi let out a sharp scream and jumped. Naani covered her mouth and asked her to stop screaming. Turning round and finding me there all totally naked, she made a dash for her clothes and made a futile attempt to cover her nudity. Naani introduced me to her. "This is the Mohan ettan I told you about. Don't worry, don't be shy." So saying she took my prick in her hand and showed it to her. "Here see this! It is already more than three months since either of us tasted one of this. I can't wait to taste it! Come girl, come and enjoy it. Mohan ettan is a good man, no one will know of it." She was stroking it gently. My prick was jumping in her hand. I could not wait any longer. I embraced Naani and began to squeeze her breasts. "Come girl, Devi," Naani invited her again. Devi slowly came near us. I stretched my arm and drew her near as Naani slid down and took my throbbing prick in her mouth and started sucking it. Seeing this Devi began to loosen up. I took her in my arms and kissed her. She had such a sweet scented breath. She began to respond to my oral probing. Our tongues met and teased each other. Her breath quickened. I bent down and took her breast in my mouth and began teasing her nipple. I massaged the other breast. Soon they were firm and bouncy, their nipples protruding. My fantasies while watching blue films were becoming a reality. Theory was put into practice here. Devi was concentrating on Naani now. While watching what was going on, she began to rub her pubis on my thigh. I was on the verge of spurting my juice. I told Naani so and she stopped her sucking and turned her attention to Devi. She began kissing her thighs and slowly moved towards her mould. I moved aside and watched them. Devi spread her legs allowing Naani access to her cunt. I moved in closer. I could see Naani's tongue flicking Devi's clit. Devi further spread her cunt lips wider with her two hands and invited Naani to taste them. Obligingly Naani inserted her tongue into her cunt and began licking it with relish. With Naani on all fours licking Devi's cunt, I began to fondle her huge breasts. Though not as firm as Devi's, they were nevertheless a pleasure to play with. I stroked her back and felt her firm buttocks at the same time. I rubbed the cleft between her two moulds of sexy flesh and reached her arse hole. I could feel it puckering as I stroked it. I went further and reached her cunt. It was very wet and slippery. I stroked her cunt lips and inserted two fingers into it. I felt a kind of warmth within which I have never felt anywhere. Naani began rocking her hips urging me to move my hand. I obliged. I moved my fingers in and out of her cunt slowly while she continued to lick Devi. I could hear both the ladies grunting and shaking. Finally Devi caught Naani's head and pressed it firmly to her cunt, letting out a sharp scream like Naani had done yesterday. At the same time Naani clamped her thighs together and trapped my hand inside her cunt. I continued moving my fingers inside her cunt for some more time till with an animal grunt, she released my hand and lied down flat on the wide steps of the pond. Devi also sank down beside her. I sat besides them and heard their story. While Naani was from my village, Devi was from a different village and she had married a local man. That was why she did not recognize me. They were neighbours, their husband being good friends from childhood. Since the income from working the fields was not sustained and sufficient, both of them had gone to Chennai to work in a factory. They usually came back once in three months staying for about three or four days. That was all the leave they could get. They had to satisfy their sexual desires during that time. They usually did day and night. Then they went dry for another three months. It was during these times they kept each other company, having heard from other women about it. While listening to their story my prick became erect again. Devi noticing it said, "Now it is my turn!" and grabbing it by both her hands she began to stroke it. Naani laughed. "So this was the shy woman a few minutes ago" she teased. Paying no attention to her Devi bent low and took my turgid penis into her mouth. "Let me lick your cunt Naani" I begged. She immediately stood astride me and offered her cunt. I inhaled the musky aroma of a female cunt for the first time in my life. I parted her hairy bush and was in for a surprise. Naani had a long clit, a good two inches and thick too. It was standing erect. "It is nice isn't it? My husband likes it so much. He never gets tired of playing with it" a proud Naani said. "Devi also loves it." Devi bobbled her head in agreement as she was giving a wonderful suction treatment for my swollen penis. She held my penis in her mouth and was sucking it without moving her head but using her cheeks only. It was a wonderful feeling. After some time she started teasing the opening at the tip with her tongue. Then she wet the head with a blob of spit and started moving my foreskin up and down firmly gripping the shaft. I tickled Naani's clitoris with the tip of my tongue and stimulated it. It was already stiff so I took it in my mouth and began to suck it. It was like sucking a child's penis. Naani was in a great state of excitement. I then licked between her cunt lips. It tasted sour-ish with a tinge of salt. I instantly loved it. I flicked my tongue deep into her crevice. She apparently liked it very much, for she arched her hip more as if trying to make my tongue go deeper inside. She shuddered, uttered a cry and sank down besides me. Meanwhile Devi was fast at work on my prick. Her head was moving fast up and down, up and down. She was sucking my prick as though she was going to swallow it. I knew I could not take it any longer and was on the verge of spewing my juice. I tried to warn her, but before she could do anything I shot a load into her mouth, then on her face and on her breast. She swallowed my first load and licked her lips and stared at me in mock anger. We all burst out laughing. The women then went to wash themselves in the pond. Seeing their rounded buttocks quivering made my penis stiff again. By the time they returned I was ready and rubbing my rod. Seeing my state of excitement Naani wasted no time. She made me stand and bending forwards and showing her fat backside to me, asked me to enter from behind. I was fumbling in the excitement when Devi came to my rescue. She held my prick in one hand, spread Naani's cunt with the other and guided me to the target. I felt moist warmth engulfing my rod. I remained motionless for some time relishing it. Naani urged me on. She was hot. We began a slow rhythmic dance. Devi was close at hand watching my prick poking Naani's cunt. It was also a first for her, for she had never watched another couple having sex. She stimulated me by massaging my buttocks and my balls. Soon she could not take it any more. She went down on all fours besides Naani saying, "I want some, I want some." I obliged. I pulled out my prick from Naani's cunt and inserted it into Devi's waiting hole. I thrust deep and slow into her moist cunt. Her hole was tighter. As the head of my prick knocker the innermost region of her tight hole, she moaned. As I fucked her, I noticed Naani watching us and rubbing her swollen clit. What a sight it was! Two beautiful arses side by side for me to fuck! I withdrew from Devi and inserted into Naani and continued fucking her. The tempo increased, both of them demanding an equal share of my prick. Finally I burst on both their backsides. My cock spurted strings of curdy white semen covering them both. We rested. It was already getting dark. I remembered Granny. After catching our breath, we all entered the water. I cleaned myself of the oil with their soap and quickly dressed and went home. As I was bidding them goodbye, I saw them soaping and hugging each other. They seemed to have forgotten about me. I was lucky to meet such horny village women. A Holiday in Kerala Ch. 3 Naani was there the next day. There was a radiant look on her face. She did not look at me directly as Granny was around supervising her work. She pretended that she did not see me at all. I was very upset. But then it was better to be discreet about it as word travels very fast in villages. Nothing happened that day. It was disappointing. One of my relatives came to inquire about Granny. We talked the evening away. At night I went to the one street town nearby to just loiter and spend my time, hoping I could meet Naani. But there was no such luck. I came back, had my dinner and went to my room to read my novel. Granny went to sleep in her room downstairs. When I got up the next morning, Granny was up and dressed. She told me that she was going to the village temple as it was Friday that day. Naani was there. Apparently she usually comes in early on Fridays to prepare Granny's bath. I ignored her. I felt angry at her behaviour the previous day. As soon as Granny left, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Naani came and stood at the entrance. "Mohan etten is angry isn't he? You are not looking at me?" she asked. "Why did you ignore me yesterday? You pretended to be so busy yesterday" "Granny was around and I was afraid you would touch me. If she saw that it would be the end of me. I hope you understand. Don't be angry etta….," she begged me in a sexy voice. I could not hold my anger any more. I quickly finished washing my face and asked her, "What is for breakfast today?" "This!" she said. I looked up to see her holding up both her naked breasts. "What? Granny …." I stammered in surprise. "I know. She will come back only after finishing her prayers and her chanting. It will take two hours. That is her routine," she said confidently. I made for her breasts, unable to resist the temptation. "Not here, up to your room." She led the way after locking the front and back doors. I followed her close behind admiring her bouncing buttocks. She sat at the edge of my bed. I stood in front her and slowly removed her blouse and bra, thus fully exposing her big pendulous but firm breasts. I began to squeeze them gently, while she undid my lungi and freed my engorged prick and started stroking it lovingly. I was eager to see her completely nude. I pushed her on to the bed and untied her mundu. She lifted her buttocks to facilitate the removal. She was totally nude underneath. I spread her thighs and admired her beauty unhurriedly, knowing I had all the time at hand. Her globular breasts, fleshy abdomen, her rounded thighs and she lying there with her hair all spread out radiated an aura of pure sex. From within her hairy mould the swollen clit stood out prominently like an infantile penis. I was automatically attracted to it. I licked it with the tip of my tongue. It throbbed just like a man's penis. I engulfed it with my lips and started sucking it. The feeling was ecstatic. Quickly, I did a 69 on Naani. Spreading her cunt lips with my hands, I pushed my tongue deep inside wet tunnel of love. Soon she reciprocated by jerking her hips up. I licked her cunt from the tip of her clit to the lower end. After a few licks I dared to lick her arse-hole. She started to jerk her hips more and began sucking my prick with vigour. Her slurping sound further stimulated me. She was a good sucker. She took my prick deep into her mouth and applied suction while bringing it out. I felt like being in another world. She went on to lick my balls. Then she too tickled my arse-hole. She turned over and climbed on top of me, still in the sixty-nine position. This gave me a good view of her cunt and arse. "Lick my arse, etta… Oh! Lick it nicely…. That's how… that's it…" she was gurgling with my prick in her mouth. I noticed the brown puckered hole. It seemed slightly large. My saliva had lubricated it well. I could now insert my tongue into it slightly. I spread it out with both my hands. I could now insert it more. She was in ecstasy. Her moaning increased. I then wet one finger with saliva and inserted it into her arse-hole. To my surprise it went in smoothly. I found it somewhat loose. Then I tried two fingers. It was fitting nicely. This gave her some pleasure I suppose seeing that she started rocking her arse trying to fuck my fingers. I caught on. I fucked her arse-hole with my fingers and at the same time sucked her clit. She became wild and started to wriggle her buttocks violently and then rolled over. "That's enough etta. Now fuck me quick…." Saying which she bent her legs and spread her thighs wide. As I climbed on to her, she guided my prick with her hand to her cunt. I gave a push and my prick slid in smoothly up to my balls. With that I began pumping her. She matched my thrust with her counter thrust. Both our groins knocked hard. I found myself panting after a few minutes. She rolled me over and started to ride me. I have heard that this is what Kerala women love to do. As she raised and lowered her waist, I could see my penis sliding in and out. It was a fantastic sight. Her breasts were juggling up and down and moving round and round. She increased her tempo and increased her moaning till she reached her peak. At that moment I too shot my load of semen into her hot cunt. She shuddered and groaned loudly and fell on me. I hugged her and lay like that for a few minutes. I could feel my juice running down my prick and flowing between my thighs. We went downstairs to the bathroom to clean up. She prepared coffee and breakfast. We still had about an hour before Granny returned. Still naked I sat her on my laps and played with her breasts while she fed me thosais with my erect prick between her thighs. My hands wee ever busy feeling various parts of her body. "Naani edathy! Naani edathy" I heard some one calling. I got up and went to look. Naani went towards the bathroom and waited. I peeped through the curtains and saw Devi standing in the courtyard with a letter in her hand. "It's Devi" I said and opened the door to let her in. Seeing our state of nudity, "This is not fair edathy, you are having fun without me," she complained. "No problem, you can take him now, but what did you rush here for?" Naani inquired. "Oh! Here is a letter from my husband. Both our husbands are coming next weekend! Oh! Isn't that good!" Devi was all excited. And so was Naani. They both hugged each other and jumped with joy. It had been three months since their husbands came home. "But they will stay for only two days" Devi said. Secretly I was overjoyed to hear this for with their husbands around I will be left high and dry for sure. "Now I have work to do before Granny returns. For now Mohan ettan needs one of us! Look at his prick standing up! You better take him," she said. Devi looked around to me and said, "This ettan is also like our husbands. He is always ready for us." "Let's go to my room, we still have about an hour" saying so, I literally dragged her to my room upstairs. I was already stripping her mundu as we entered the room. As usual she was naked underneath. Quickly I unhooked her blouse and her bra and made her nude. I was kissing her when Naani entered to wear her dress, for she was still naked. Seeing us thus she hugged Devi from behind and kneaded her breasts. After a few minutes, she began to dress. "You enjoy yourselves while I finish my work" she told us, watching Devi who was now working my penis with her mouth. She left after dressing. Devi was sucking my prick now, kneeling before me. I held her head and stared to fuck her mouth. She could almost gobble my entire prick. She held on to my buttocks with both her hands and was squeezing them. Her fingers ran between my buttocks and reached my arse-hole. She massaged it with one finger. I felt a strange pleasant sensation. She wet her finger with plenty of saliva and continued massaging my arse-hole, while sucking my prick. As my anus relaxed, she inserted her finger into it and looked up at me. Seeing me enjoying it, she inserted it for about an inch and started wriggling it. It was such a pleasant sensation. My penis became stiffer. I then asked her to lie down on the bed. Facing her, I took her breast on my mouth and started sucking it. Though not as big as Naani's, Devi's breasts were big and conical with prominent nipples. The erect nipples were at least one inch long and she had a wonderfully large brownish areola surrounding it. A few strands of curly were growing at the edge of the brown area. I took the nipple between my lips and started sucking it like drinking from a straw. She hugged me closer and tried to push the entire breast into my mouth. I sucked her breasts alternately hard and long, till they were firm and rubbery. We changed positions. She took my prick and with her long tongue started licking it from the base to the tip. I placed my head between her thighs and tasted her cunt with long licks. I grabbed her thick and juicy cunt lips with my lips and sucked then gently as I would a slice of ripe mango. Her cunt was secreting its juice freely. It was flowing down to her arse. I licked it up, enjoying its saltiness. When I licked her wet arse-hole, it quivered. I smelt it. It gave off a pungent smell. I licked it again, trying to insert the tip of my tongue. Her arse hole was tighter than Naani's. I inserted one finger. It slid in but she gripped my finger tight with her anal muscles. I continued licking her cunt vigourously. After a while she relaxed her arse. I moved my finger slowly in and out. When she produced her arse juices, the movement was easier and smoother. She started moaning while sucking my prick. "I can't take it any more, please …" she begged me to stop. She then climbed on top if me and taking my prick with her hand, she placed it at the entrance of her cunt and sat on it. It disappeared completely into her cunt. Planting her hands on either side of my waist, she started fucking me. I reached out and began squeezing her breasts. She had her eyes closed. She panted and groaned. Both of us were sweating profusely. She increased her speed. Being a farm worker, she had tremendous stamina. We approached our climaxes. I shot my second of the day load into Devi's cunt. We dressed quickly as it as almost time for Granny to come. Both of us went into the bathroom to wash up. Naani was in there washing Granny's clothes. She smiled at us and inquired about our game. Devi lifted her mundu and squatted with a can of water from the tap and commenced washing her cunt. "This etten is terrific. I wonder where he learned so much?" Devi asked. "We used to watch all this on the video, that's how I know what to do. But I must thank you both for letting me gain practical experience." I told them. "You are always welcome. We too satisfied our cunt itch. We dare not play around with local men because the word will get around very fast and our husbands will kill us when they come to know about it." "Another thing Naani. Why is you arse-hole looser than Devi's?" I asked her. They both laughed. "This ettan is very curious isn't he Devi? The answer is simple. My husband sometimes uses it. Most of us working class Kerala women have some experience in it. When I have periods, my husband uses my arse to satisfy himself. I too like it. Devi would also like to try it, but her husband thinks it is not nice." All this talk caused my prick to rise again. "I too would like to try it one day" I said. Devi noticed the tent my prick was making in my lungi. "He is ready even now Naani chichi," she said pointing to my prick. We all laughed. It was then that we heard Granny's knock on the door. A Holiday in Kerala Ch. 4 Nothing happened over the weekend. Naani came in the morning as usual and helped around the house. When I tried to get her attention, she ignored me. “We shouldn’t be careless. Otherwise we will be in trouble.” She warned me quietly. On Monday, before she left after finishing her work, she came up to my room where I was reading, on some pretext, and quietly told me. “Leave the back door open to night before you go to bed. We will come.” Before I could say anything she left. Granny went to bed at 9.00 pm as usual. I locked up and waited. My bedroom window was open to let in the cool night air. I switched off the light and waited. I could hear distant thunder and lightning. I was worried it might rain and the women would not come. Only the dim staircase light was on. I could not stand the waiting. I quietly went to the kitchen, opened the back door and waited for the girls. It was almost 10.00 pm when I saw them coming. When they neared the house, I quietly called out to them. As they, entered the house, large drops of rain started falling on the roof. We closed the door and slowly we crept upstairs to my room. Luckily Granny was a good sleeper. Now the rain fell steadily with occasional thunder and lightning. It was good for us for any we didn’t have to be so quiet any more. I switched on the nightlight. Naani and Devi were both freshly washed and smelled of perfumed talc. They were carrying a small satchel. They took some snacks some bananas and left them on the table. Naani took a bottle of milky liquid and placed it on the table. Then she placed a small bottle of oil on the table. I examined the large bottle, uncapped it and smelt it. Naani and Devi smiled. .“It is fresh toddy,” Devi said. “It is sweet, you can taste it if you want. We usually take a bit every day to refresh ourselves after a hard day in the fields.” I took a sip. It tasted like fresh coconut water. I took a gulp. I wanted to take another gulp when Devi stopped me. “Drink it slowly,” she warned. Then they too took a gulp each. I was not used to taking liquor. We then sat on the floor. Within a few minutes, as we were chatting I felt light and warm. The girls noticed it. They took another gulp and started to undress me. Naani pulled off my lungi while Devi took off my shirt. They set work on me. Devi took hold of my prick with both her hands and started massaging it. A tinge of warmth ran through my body. The rain began to pour. It was usual for the rainy season in Kerala. The wind was blowing the rain into the room through the open window. Naani got up to close it. As she was busy closing the window I sneaked on all fours and tugged at her mundu. It slid and fell on to the floor, exposing her naked backside. I immediately hugged her backside and licked it all over. I was feeling tipsy now. The sudden exposure must have chilled her for she wriggled her backside while closing the window. She was also wet in front by the drizzle. Her blouse was wet and Naani was not wearing a bra. Her dark skin around her nipple showed through the thin white blouse material. Her nipple was also protruding prominently. As she turned around after closing the window, Devi took my lungi and wiped her saying, “Poor chichi, she is all wet and cold. Here let me take off the wet blouse.” She proceeded to unhook the blouse. Naani let her remove the blouse. “Let me warm you, chechi,” Devi massaged her breasts and started kissing her on the lips. She licked Naani’s nipple and hugged her close, rubbing her back. “That is nice, Devi. Oh! Suck me” Naani moaned. Naani removed Devi’s mundu, and blouse. They were both naked and were busy rubbing and feeling each other. They kissed deeply and played with their tongues. They both sat down hugging each other. Devi sat astride on Naani’s lap. They seemed to have forgotten about me. I got up and switched on the florescent light to brighten the room now that the window was shut. “Put the mattress on the floor, etta,” Naani requested. I did so and smoothened the spread. They rolled on to the mattress and continued their game. They interlocked their thighs and were rubbing their cunts together. They kissed deep and were squeezing each other’s breasts, grunting and panting. I was lost. I sat besides them and kissed and rubbed whatever part was available to me. Now it was Naani’s bum, which I spread and probed with my fingers. Before I could get a feel she would turn over and then it was Devi’s firm thighs. After sometime they sat up and asked me to bring the bananas, which were on the table. It was a local variety, stout and about five inches long. “These are not properly ripe yet,” I complained. “We will ripen them for you,” Naani said smiling. Taking two bananas from me, peeled their skins, she gave one to Devi. They changed positions, getting ready to suck each other’s cunts, with Devi on top of Naani. Then I noticed them inserting the bananas into each other’s cunts and moving them in and out. I could see the stout banana really stretching Devi’s tight cunt. Then the bananas were pushed completely inside and remained there. The girls continued to lick each other’s cunt. The vigour increased till they reached their climax and rolled over exhausted. The rain was pelting the roof loudly. We had to talk loudly to be heard. Naani stood up and walked delicately to me and asked me to lie down. She straddled me and squatted on my face, presenting her cunt to me. Rubbing her wet and musky cunt on my face, she asked me to open my mouth and insert my tongue into her cunt. When I did so, she strained a little. The banana in her cunt peeked out a bit. “Eat it now, Mohan etta, it is now ripe and tasty,” she said. I placed my mouth at her cunt opening and bit off a small piece of the banana. It was now soft warm and mashed. It was mixed with her cunt juice and tasted fantastic. She stopped straining. The banana went back inside. I probed the inside of her cunt with my tongue. There it was deep inside. She strained again and a little protruded for me to eat. She finished feeding me the banana in four mouthfuls. After the meal, I licked her cunt clean, taking an especially long time to clean her swollen thick long clit. Devi came next. She too sat on my face and offered her fruity cunt to me. I sealed her cunt lips with my lips and gave a long hard suck. The banana pulp plopped into my mouth. I swallowed the sweet offering and cleaned her cunt too. All three of us lied down and rested. The rain was pouring. There was a bright bolt of lightning followed by a loud clap of thunder. Another round of toddy was passed around. I felt a strange feeling of warmth passing through me. My prick was still painfully erect, wanting to discharge. Naani told me to be patient. We were all feeling light. Devi got up and took the small bottle of oil. Naani too got up. She went to the bed and bent over. Devi took some oil and applied to Naani’s arse-hole. “O.K. I am ready. Now Mohan ettan, I am offering my arse to you. Do you want to try it?” Naani asked me. “ Can I? I am willing but you must guide me,” I couldn’t help being curious. “Come” she said and bent forwards nicely. I could see her brown arse-hole. She strained slightly and the hole opened up. Devi applied some more oil into the hole with her finger and then to the head of my penis. “Palce your prick at the entrance of my arse-hole and press lightly,” Naani instructed. I did as she said, while Devi spread her fleshy buttocks. Her hole though well oiled, was still a little tight. My head slowly went in. “Move it in and out” Naani instructed. I did so. Soon her arse-hole became looser and more of my prick went in and out, till finally all of my prick could go in. I rested my prick in her hole. The feeling was great. The grip was tight. It was warm. Slowly I began fucking her arse. I wanted to enjoy it to the maximum. As I moved in and out, it became mory slippery as she produced more juices. Devi watching all this began to rub her cunt. I fucked her hard. Each time I knocked her buttocks, the fleshy masses bounced up and down. Naani was grunting loudly, encouraging me to fuck harder. Faster and faster I fucked. I could see her pink arse skin engulfing my penis and moving in and out with it. I reached my peak and shot a large amount of juice into her arse. She let a low howl and squeezed my penis within her arse and fell on to he bare bed. The rain was beating hard on the tiled roof. We were panting and sweating from our efforts. Devi was relaxed. She opened the windows slightly for some cool air to enter. She passed the toddy around again after taking a gulp. All of us needed a piss. Naani and I needed a wash. We went to the bathroom downstairs quietly. I gently peeked into my Granny’s room. She was sleeping soundly under the blanket. We dispensed with the formality and squatted (Indian style) in front of one another and pissed. The ladies then washed their cunts and backsides. I took a towel from the clothes line in the bathroom and gave it to them to dry. I then washed my prick and dried my self. I took a long cold drink from the earthed pot in the kitchen and offered some to the girls. They too were thirsty. We sneaked back to my room. We closed the windows again lest someone see us from the outside. We had another gulp of toddy and lay down on the mattress and relaxed. I was in the middle with both the girls on either side. Devi was itching now. She still was not satisfied. Idid not know if I could go another round again. Devi began to tease my prick again. The toddy was taking its effect. My prick began to rise again. Devi quickly engulfed it in her mouth and started to suck it kneeling. Not to be left out, Naani immediately knelt behind Devi and started to lick her cunt. Devi raised her backside higher to make it easier for Naani. I just watched. My prick was now hard again. I could feel it deep in Devi’s mouth. Her head was moving up and down giving it the right suction. Soon she was hot. She sat astride me and took my prick into her cunt and started rocking. Naani too sat astride me, facing Devi. The both hugged and kissed each other. Naani was playing with Devi’s breasts. I saw the cunt with the big clit near my face and couldn’t resist it. I pulled here arse down and started licking it. My tongue penetrated her cunt and fucked it. Devi was increasing her speed. Naani was rubbing her cunt in my face. I then inserted two fingers into her swollen cunt. She too started moving her backside up and down fucking them. We increased our tempo. I was on the verge of spurting my juice. Devi and Naani were hugging each other and moving in unison. Faster and faster they moved till I shot my juice into Devi’s cunt. Devi screamed and slammed her backside hard on my prick. Naani too reached her peak again and sat on my face almost smothering me. Her cunt juice was flowing freely and I licked it to my heart’s content. We then finished the remaining toddy and lay down in each others arms. I could not believe my performance that night. I wondered how their husbands were able to satisfy these sex starved women. I asked them. “This is a beginning for you. You are young. I can see that you will be a strong young man soon. I admire the woman who is going to be your wife. Our husbands are manual workers. We manual workers like physical sex. They are well built. They also come to us after a few months of no sex. That is why, as long as they are here, they will fuck us day and night. We too like it.” Naani told me. “I shall never forget you two. You have taught me much. I must thank you both for it” I Said. “We too are thankful to you” Devi said. “Our husbands’ long absence made us so itchy. You have satisfied our itch very well. Other wise it used to be bananas and carrots for both of us,” she laughed. When I woke up in the morning, I was alone and naked under the blanket. Naani and Devi had apparently left in the night. The toddy must have lulled me into a deep sleep. The sun was shining through the window. The rains had stopped. I could hear Naani sweeping the courtyard. I rose and went down to the bathroom. Granny was in the kitchen. “You overslept today, must have been because of the rain. It is already 10.00 o’clock.” She said. “Go take your bath and have your breakfast.” I went out to where Naani was sweeping. She gave me a big smile, but did not say anything. Lazily I took my towel and toiletries and went to the pond. I wanted to take a leisurely bath. We did not have a chance meet again after that night. It would be two years before another chance came in my way. That would be another story. But I remembered both Naani and Devi well.