Two Sisters - Part 1
“Aahh, faster, faster.” The ancestral house of Balwant Thakur, the sarpanch of the village was empty. But there were sounds coming from the storeroom. Anupriya’s naked ass was on one of the wheat sacks. Her legs were locked onto the thighs of Dhondu who was showing no mercy as he was pounding her as hard as he can. “Oh god, 4 days is like 4 years, suck my boobs, drink the milk it’s tough to drain it myself,” Anupriya moaned. Dhondu immediately started sucking out the warm sweet breast milk. Although, Anupriya’s son Aaditya was weaned off six months ago. She was still secreting milk for Dhondu to feast. she had to drain it during bath if he couldn’t suck it dry. “What the hell is happening here?” A voice totally shocked them and drained all the blood from their bodies. It was Anulekha, Anupriya’s nineteen-year-old sister standing in the door of the storeroom. Her eyes were bloodshot in anger. She had come to stay with her sister during the college vacation four days ago. She never misses going to the Shiva Temple every Friday. Anupriya faked back pain so she decided to go alone. But halfway it started raining so she came back to take an umbrella. She found the house empty and then heard the gutteral moans of her sister coming from the storeroom. She decided to investigate and got the shock of her life. Her sister, the daughter-in-law of the Sarpanch Balwant Thakur, the most famous person in the nearby 16 villages, was fucking with her lowly servant. Anupriya weakly said her to stop. But by that time, she had already run off from the house. Anulekha waited for Thakur ji to come back home and then returned. Anupriya silently begged her after dinner to hear her side. But she refused to listen and threatened to expose them which made Anupriya stop it. Anulekha couldn’t sleep that night. How come her sister who she idolized from her childhood could do this? Mahesh Thakur married her just for her beauty even though their family was dirt poor. Their family is helping her to go to college which would have been an unfulfilled dream otherwise. Yes, Mahesh ji goes for days regarding their granite business, but that doesn’t mean she should jump at the first cock she finds. That too Dhondu, even his name sounds funny. While her sister looked like a movie heroine and was very popular in her village, he looked like one of the perverts who gets beaten by the hero in the old movies. What did she really see in him? He was in his mid-40s too. Was she coerced or blackmailed? But the passion she saw in Anupriya made her think otherwise. The next day during breakfast, she told Thakur ji that she wants to go home. Thakur was surprised but she insisted that she was homesick. Anulekha’s village was even remote than Thakur’s. They had just 2 buses, one in the morning and other in the evening. The morning one had already left while the evening one is so jam-packed that no woman would travel unless she had no choice. Mahesh had already taken one car while Thakurji needed the other one for the upcoming village inspector meeting. There was a shortcut between the villages which was accessible by walk or bicycle. So Thakur ordered Dhondu to take her. Anulekha protested but he insisted that it was for her safety. Anulekha wanted to say that Thakur is sending a wolf to protect the sheep. Despite a protesting Anupriya, Anulekha packed her bag and then sat in the carrier of the bicycle instead of sitting on the handlebar. Dhondu started cycling. Once he reached out of earshot of the house, he began, “Madam ji…” “Shut up, Dhondu,” interrupted Anulekha, “Don’t think I forgave you. The only reason I didn’t tell Thakur ji was that my sister’s life will be affected. But I won’t leave you. If you ever try to talk now or if you ever touch my sister in the future. I’ll complain to Thakurji that I left suddenly because you touched me inappropriately while I was sleeping. I’m ready to do this for my sister whom you have blackmailed somehow. Stay away from her.” She had rehearsed this script overnight and wanted to instill fear in him. Dhondu kept quiet and continued cycling. They soon left the village and came into the forest area which is why it was avoided during night times. They came across a small waterfall only ten feet tall which led to a small stream. The water was just waist-high and they had put big boulders for people to skip and cross. They both got down the bicycle. Dhondu lifted it upon his head and with a swift move, he skipped over the boulders and was at the other end. He put the bicycle down and came to hold her hand to help her cross. “Get lost, Dhondu,” sneered Anulekha, “Do you think I’m a baby that I can’t cross these stones myself? I’ll never those filthy hands touch me.” Saying this, she jumped. But her legs slipped on the boulder and fell down in the stream. Her bag also fell in. She got completely drenched and had no choice than to hold Dhondu’s hand to come up. Dhondu went and recovered the luggage bag. “Are you hurt?” he asked handing over the bag. Anulekha shook her head. “Do you have any other dress?” He asked and then Anu looked at her chest. The pink salwar kameez was totally sticking to her skin and became transparent showing her black bra prominently. “Yes, but they are wet too,” she cried. “Ok then, go behind that tree and use my dhoti like a towel and give your dress. I’ll wash the clothes and it will be dry in an hour. I’ll guard you till that. I promise I won’t try anything else, ” he said. Anulekha wanted to argue but she found no other choice. So she went behind the large tree. She tied the dhoti around her chest where it covered her sensitive areas. She stripped her dress and gave it to Dhondu. Dhondu insisted to give her bra and panty as well. So that it won’t look odd with wet underwear making her dress transparent again.