Village Days - Part 5
Hello readers. This is your Sarfaraz Khan, a 24-year-old male from a South Indian city belonging to a Muslim family. I hope you remember me. So this is the continuation of my series ‘Village Days.’ I have written in five parts previously. There was a constant demand from 4-5 of my readers, including a new female reader, to continue that series. So I plan to continue on that series. Read the last 5 parts of the same title to know fully, as the character intro is in part 1. So let’s come to the story. I had caught Rathna, my friend Kishore’s sister, watching her mother getting fucked in the open by the village head. I wanted to atleast try with this girl. Let me describe her first. Being a typical village girl, she was sturdy, dark, and strong. I bet she could tolerate hardcore more easily and longer than anyone else. She had a fairly good figure, not much of an attractive face but had the strands of hard work and heat written over her. She has long hair up to her ass, boobs around 34b and a similar ass. Her body looked more sturdy, firm and muscular. She used to wear the dress of a blouse and lehnga usually. It would make her boobs pop out of the fabric. In short she was the ‘karari gaanv ki jawani’ type. After that scene, whenever I saw her, I imagined her naked. But she didn’t dare to have any conversation with me. I, too, initially didn’t give it much thought. But one thing that gave me the impetus was when Kishore, her brother, wanted help from me. He wanted to apply for some scheme in her sister’s name. He wanted me to fill out the application online on my phone. I wondered how I could face Rathna, that, too, in front of Kishore. But I went the next day and was surprised to see Kishore and Bindu waiting in their small hall. She tried to avoid making eye contact with me but had to answer my questions several times. Kishore didn’t seem to know the discomfort between us and also didn’t know about his mother probably. I was observing her sturdy village body and thinking about how her assets would be inside. She was wearing a tight blouse and lehnga as usual with her jet black thick hair in a braid. She was standing at a distance from me and hence couldn’t notice my dick throbbing. Anyway, that was it. I finished it, but I found something to break our silence. Now I had to meet her alone somehow. But it wasn’t easy, especially if something went wrong with a traditional village poor girl. You know how everyone reacts. Moreover, she was not showing any signs from her side except that day when I saw her watching her mom’s affair. After that day, the same evening, I wanted to see some steamy scenes. I called Sid, but he had not yet returned. So I decided to take matters into my own hands carefully. As evening approached, I started towards the same sugarcane room. As I was about half a km away, I saw Uma aunty, too, walking towards the other side. I expected it’d be another visual treat. So I hid behind a tree. But to my surprise, she didn’t go to that spot. I followed her from afar, and she went to another spot. She didn’t seem to expect any male. I was almost disappointed, but it was heaven when she lifted her saree for a piss. My heart started pounding. She didn’t know I was watching. She casually lifted her pink saree and an orange petticoat underneath it. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her dark, sweaty ass was a visual treat. This time I also clicked some pics of her ass. After pissing, she also scratched her pussy and ass. Her hairy pussy looked mouth-watering. But she did nothing afterwards and started walking towards her house. I was half disappointed, but I saw something that changed the scene. Rathna, her daughter, was watching me from behind, crouching behind a bush. She also must have seen me filming her mother. I was flabbergasted and started sweating. What if she tells everyone? What if she tells Kishore? My goodness! I couldn’t be like that. It was almost 30-40 minutes to sunset. I went quickly to her. She didn’t run back. I was so embarrassed to start the conversation. Me: Rathna, I was just roaming there, and that time it happened… Rathna knew I was lying. But she didn’t speak anything. I continued, “Please don’t tell anyone, especially Kishore. I’m deleting this. I shouldn’t have done it. It’s wrong.” She nodded silently. I deleted the video. I looked at Rathna. She was blushing and not making eye contact. My mind was now running about what move to make next. I calculated the risk and finally said, “Rathna, I know that day you were there. Today also, did you come to…? She was more flushed out and was silent. I continued, ” Look, Rathna, it’s ok. They’re adults, and we shouldn’t think about all they do. It’s their will.” She nodded but looked embarrassed. Both were silent for some time. Honestly, I didn’t know what to do next. Nobody was around, even far away. Only we both. I could feel the involuntary sexual tension building inside me. I also could feel her breathing irregularly. I got the courage and held her by the wrist suddenly. She looked at me in horror. I started pulling her towards me. She wasn’t struggling at all, but her face was still puzzled. I didn’t say anything and pulled her neck and kissed hard on her lips. She closed her lips and eyes tightly and bent backwards. I held her back and continued the kiss. After about 30 seconds, I broke it. She was still standing there, which meant I could go on. I held her hand and led her to a nearby bush. It was hefty growth, and not even the best of vision could identify us even if they were close. I made her sit beside me. Still, her face appeared confused, watching me watch her mom. She didn’t seem to know what was happening. I took advantage and again pulled her towards my lap and started kissing. She slowly responded by opening her lips a bit.