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He held her hands in place with one hand and with his other he reached up and turned her face towards his and licked her face from the bottom of her cheek all the way above her eye before he turned her towards the large door and pushed her towards it. She stumbled forward and the door swung open and four other men grabbed ahold of her. "Bring her in the submission room. We have some work to do." He told them. As he spoke, they each grabbed an appendage of hers. One man for each arm and leg. Ram watched as the men at the legs took liberties in sliding up between her legs and he wondered if they were grabbing her cunt.

As he watched her struggle with the men who held her and saw them walk inside, he felt the overwhelming urge to help her. As he was getting out of the car to chase after them, he saw Isha standing in front of him. "Come upstairs and play with me. They aren't going to hurt her, I promise. Would my husband let me come if they did?" She asked and though it didn't make sense he still followed behind her as she walked in the house. He looked right into an empty room and then left and saw Divya being manhandled by those men and thought he noticed even more in there. Isha walked through the foyer and began to climb the stairs. At the top of the stairs Ram heard Divya screaming and begging for help.

He assumed they must have tied her to something because he heard her clearly scream, "Let me go, take these off of me! I want to go home! Ram!" Ram heard her but his feet kept following Isha and as they entered a bedroom he tried again to go and save his girlfriend.

"I have to go and help her. I can't let her be alone." Ram said as he turned to leave the room.

"She's safe and soon will be very happy. I know I was. If you like you can see how she's being treated on this TV here. It will show you everything that's happening in that room. But in order for it to turn on you have to lie in the bed." She told him and motioned to the bed. Ram saw a plain twin sized bed without a headboard. Set into the wall was a single iron ring protruding from the wall. Ram wasn't sure what that was for until he was lying on the bed and Isha straddled him. Ram could feel how wet she already was and held her hips as he forget about Divya for a moment.

Isha used this as her distraction and raised one arm until it was level and next to the iron rim and quickly affixed a set of handcuffs from his wrist to the ring. His left arm now incapable of movement he realized his predicament and quickly began to lash at the restraint and when he noticed Isha start to get off of his lap, he grabbed for her but all he was able to get a hold of was her dress. He felt it tear and she kept trying to get away from him. As it ripped more, she wiggled and fought to free herself from the fabric and from Ram's grasp. The look in his eye was wild and she didn't want any part of it. She fought with all she had and was eventually able to free herself from the small dress then stood far enough away from him and looked at him triumphantly.

"Well I was hoping to enjoy this with you but now it looks like I will just leave you to it and watch a little closer." Isha said as she grabbed a nearby remote and pointed it at the TV. When the television came on, he saw Divya tied to a giant X in the center of the room. She still wore her black dinner dress with the small spaghetti straps over her shoulders. Her legs and arms were spread out to the ends of the X and her dress had pulled away from her legs so that they were exposed very clearly. In the picture he counted no less that 12 men and all had masks on. Ram turned from the TV to Isha and begged her to help him. She merely laughed and dropped the remote and walked out.

Ram yelled after her uselessly and a short moment later he saw her enter the room where they had Divya. She walked directly up to Divya and whispered something to her. Whatever was said it seemed to comfort Divya and she seemed to relax just a bit. Isha then walked up to one of the cameras and stared directly at Ram on the bed. "Now, I left one of your hands free, just in case you want to do what comes naturally. I know my husband did and I rewarded him at the end of the night for it." After she said that she walked over to where Rich was standing. He was easy to pick out since he was the only one without a mask. She dropped to her knees and undid his pants and pulled them down then off his legs like it was her job. The other men all followed suit and soon it was a group of men with shirts on and dicks out.

Isha slowly jerked Rich's cock until it was erect. "Did she suck your cock better than me sir?" Isha asked him before diving headfirst onto that thick meat between his legs.

"I don't compare my conquests. It wouldn't be fair to you." He told her as he pushed her head down with one hand and with his others, he motioned for the men to approach Divya on her X. When they stood near her, he gave clear instructions. "Everything off." He ordered them. The men produced scissors and Ram watched as every piece of fabric on her body was cut off and then pulled away from her. She was now stood naked and the fear had returned to her eyes. "Have at her boys. See how many of these tools we can use before she's begging for more." He said to them and then looked at the camera and said to Ram directly, "They always beg for more at the end of the night."

Three men fought for space as they played with and pinched her breasts. Her nipples were stretched and slapped hard. Ram got mad at what they were doing to her and patted his pockets for his phone to call the police, but it wasn't there. Instead what he felt was his dick hard. He had been so intent on getting out of the restraint then at the TV that he never noticed his erection standing so hard. 'I'll just ignore it. It doesn't mean anything.' He thought as he pushed it to the side and continued to watch the television.

Besides the three men there were others at her feet and her legs that were tickling and groping at her. Divya writhed and laughed at the tickles then cried at the pain of the pinches. Her body was in-congress to the different feelings coursing through her. Ram saw a hand reach up and land directly on her pussy. The light brown patch of hair covering her pussy was now covered by his palm and his fingers dipped easily into her clearly wet pussy. When he saw that hand pulled away, he held it up to the camera and Ram could clearly see her excitement running down his fingers and into his palm.

Next the men untied her restraints at the wrists and held her arms wide and then pulled her forward off the X. More men pulled a device that looked like a Pommel Horse in gymnastics but was small and wrapped in a black leather material. The men leaned her over that while keeping her feet loosely connected to the X. As they laid her down, he saw her continue to struggle uselessly against her captors.

The struggles were less severe than they had been at the beginning. The men tied her hands to the front legs of the Pommel Horse. They then returned to the X and before undoing her leg restraints they placed a long steel bar between her legs and one at a time they undid one leg then connected it to the pole, then did the same for the second leg. Once she was freed from the X it was removed from behind her and the pole was connected to an attachment point on the Pommel Horse as well. Ram saw her test the restraints again and she looked resigned to the strength of them and silently wept as she closed her eyes and wished for this to be over.

 

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Ram noted the order that was happening and saw that Rich held court like a maestro in an orchestra. He directed men to position a machine behind her and as they mov ed it he watched Rich grab a large dildo from the table behind him. Isha was still between his legs trying to get him to cum on her. He simply walked around her, and Ram heard a loud 'Pop' as his cock sprang from her suction cup mouth. Rich walked to the side of Divya and bent over her back and connected the dildo to the end of the machine that was placed between her legs. He motioned for the men to pull it closer and they did. When it was in the right place, he held his hand in a stop signal. "Now it's time for fun." He said as he spoke to her directly with his cock sliding against the sides of her naked flank. Then he turned to the room of men. Who wants first crack at our new sluts' masterful mouth?" He asked and everyone's hand went up.

"I will bite the cock off any man that sticks it in my face!" She said with a ferocity that Ram hadn't ever heard before.

"No, you won't and until you can play nicely with your new friends, we are going to have to make it so you can't." Rich said calm before motioning another man to approach her. Ram noticed that this man carried a small strap with metal and a ring. He neared her face and then kneeled in front of her. Two other men held her head in place as he put the strap around the back of her head and placed the ring in front of her mouth. "Open your mouth now!" Rich said as he slapped her hard in the ass then left his hand there. When she refused her slapped her again, only harder and lower down on her ass. "Open now or the finger you feel at the rim of your asshole is going in without lube you stuck up cunt." He threatened her. Ram saw her relent and open her mouth and the man placed a large ring in her mouth and as he tightened the restraints, he saw the large gaped opening in her mouth.

The man that affixed the apparatus to her face then stood up and brandished his cock in front of her face. "Time to enjoy the fruits of my labor." He said jokingly as he pushed effortlessly into her open mouth. Ram watched as his wife was being fucked in her mouth as she laid naked not 15 feet below him. He was watching and thinking about how he felt watching this. 'I'm angry and jealous and, and, and why am I rubbing my cock through my pants? Their so tight. I need to take them off.' He told himself as he fought to take off his pants and underwear with one hand. Once freed of his own clothes he immediately grasped his cock with his hand. "Ahh Sweet relief." He said out loud in the empty room.

Back in the room Divya's eyes were big and filled with tears as this man held her head tightly in place while he continued to fuck her mouth with his dick until he was clearly about to cum. When he felt himself nearing that climax he pulled out and aimed his dick at her face and shot his cum so that her entire face was covered in cum. All the men applauded and even Ram momentarily thought it was hot to watch her take a load like that across her face.

Rich smiled and then turned on his machine. Ram heard the whir of the motor and saw the dildo begin to go forward and back rhythmically. Rich motioned the men to adjust the location and when it was correct, he gripped the shaft of the dildo with one hand and with his other he placed it between her legs and put the head of the fake dick onto her opening. He then turned up the speed of the machine and Ram watched as a robot began to fuck her.

Divya wanted to fight the feelings that she had but it was undeniable that she was excited and though she didn't want this to happen and felt violated in every way there was she couldn't help but feel herself climaxing from the embarrassment, helplessness and of course the penetration she was experiencing. The fake cock pumping in and out of her sent her through her first orgasm and the men laughed as they saw her eyes roll into the back of her head and she moaned as she pushed back against the machine fucking her. Another man approached her mouth as she corrected her position and she looked up at him first before looking down at his cock. She then leaned forward and placed the head of his cock in her unwilling mouth.

This surprised Ram. It looked like she willingly took him in her mouth but that couldn't be. He watched on in amazement and began stroking his own dick up and down in time with the machine fucking her. Before she had another orgasm, she had successfully sucked off two more men and as she neared another body rocking orgasm Rich shut off the machine. Divya whimpered and cried like a child that had her toy taken away. She looked at Rich with begging in her eyes.

 

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"Don't worry dear. We aren't done yet." He told her then waved the machine away. As the men pulled the machine away the sound of the dildo sliding out of her pussy was amazing. It was wet and sloppy and once it was out a camera was brought over to show Ram exactly how wet she was. Ram wanted to thank the camera man but also kill him. Divya's pussy was literally dripping from how excited she was. The camera then retreated and, in its place, stood Rich between her legs.

He looked at the camera and spoke to Ram. "Hey teach, how does it feel to stroke your cock while you watch us violate your girl?" He asked. Ram sat silently watching as he waited for Rich to penetrate her. "Didn't Isha tell you? We have a camera up there watching you as well. Divya has been watching how happy you are to be here. If you know what I mean." He said then the camera changed angle and a television in the room showed him on the bed with his hand around his cock stroking it.

Divya continued to have cocks pushed in her mouth and without getting a reply from Ram, Rich pushed himself fully into Divya. When he did so she moaned again at the intrusion of another cock. "I think she doesn't need the ring anymore boys. I think she'll be kind to us. Don't you think you can be a good girl?" Rich said to the men around her then directed the question to her. She simply nodded yes.

The contraption around her head came off and as soon as it was removed another dick was thrust in her face. She opened her mouth willingly and accepted the new dick. She tried to bob her head but didn't have the range of motion to be effective. The man using her mouth knew this problem and like the others he gripped her already cum filled hair and began fucking her face hard. He constantly rammed his cock into her mouth to the point where she would gag and try to recoil away from him. When she did that, she pushed harder against Rich behind her. This assault continued for a few more minutes before the man at her face also pulled out and shot a load of cum over the back of Divya.

Ram had released his dick when he found out he was being watched as well but found that his hand returned to his cock and was pumping furiously at his wife being used so hard.

Rich kept fucking her hard but as he sensed her nearing climax he stopped again and pulled out. "Please don't stop. I need to cum. Please Oh God Please fuck me." She turned her head and begged Rich.

"Tell me whose whore you are and that you will willingly come back here again and again as well as do whoever, whenever and however we tell you to." Rich told her.

"Yes, Yes I will, just please, please let me cum on your cock." She said.

"Tell me what you are." Rich told her.

"I'm a useless whore that needs to be fucked hard and angrily by men anytime they want. I'm your whore!" She said to him.

"Next Position." Rich called out to the men and they quickly jumped into action. Four men untied her arms and legs from the table and the pole and others lifted her up while still more men moved the Pommel Horse and the machine out of the room. In its place, a twin size mattress and frame was brought in. It seemed strange to Ram that this would be the pinnacle of the night. It seemed so mundane after such a sadistic beginning. The men turned her over effortlessly then laid her down so that her ass was on the edge of the side of the twin bed and her head was at the other edge as she was laid sideways across it. Ram then watched as the men tie lengths of rope around each wrist and ankle then pull them tightly to the corners of the bed. This caused Divya to be opened up wide for all to see.

Ram knew that she was flexible, but it looked like they had forced her into an entire split, and she looked in pain, but Rich didn't seem to care and directed his men around the room to engage. "I was the first to fuck you and I will be the last to fuck you. In between you are fair game for these guys. And by looking at you, this won't be the last time either." Rich said to her.

Then another voice spoke up. It was another guy in the group. "I know her. She's one of the bosses at my job. Holy Shit I can't believe I didn't recognize her before. Can I fuck her next? I've wanted to fuck her for what seems like forever." He said and Rich smiled and welcomed him between her legs. Ram saw Divya look up at him and try to figure out who he was. "Alright you stuck up cunt. Now I'm going to fill you so full of cum that when I do it again at work next week you are still going to be dripping from tonight." He told her before plunging his thick shaft into her. As soon as he started fucking her, he lost control and came unexpectantly then pulled out and slinked away.

"This, gentleman, is why control is so important. He got to emotionally invested in this interaction and so he couldn't last long enough to make an impression. Look at this whore, she's laughing at him now. Who is next to show her that it's not polite to laugh at the men pleasing her?" He asked the remaining men.

Another man walked between her legs and Divya looked between his legs and was surprised at how normal his size was but, in his hand, he carried a small whip. As he pushed the head of his dick into her, he held onto her hip with one hand as he slid in and out and with the whip hand, he began smacking her hard across her tits as they shifted up and down. Soon Ram could see on the screen that there were red marks lined across each breast and as he continued to pump into her, she was fed a cock from the other end of the bed and though she was filled with cock she could still be heard moaning. The man fucking and flogging her stopped his smacking and pulled out of her pussy then shot his load between her legs and onto her belly.

The man in her mouth pulled out and as she laid there with a momentary pause in suitors she realized that she missed being fucked for this small amount of time but as she thought about the missing cock she was filled up again and as she tried to lift her head up a blindfold was put over her eyes. The sensation of not seeing who was doing things to her or what they were doing drove her wild and as a new man stood between her legs and toyed with her clit, she came from just the thought of another round. He spent 10 minutes pulling the hood of her clitoris up then pinching her sensitive nub. He then used an ice cube and held it on her clit until she cried out. Following that he pushed five large cubes of ice into her. As soon as the cubes entered, he could see a river of the melting water dribble out of her hole.

Another took this opportunity to affix clamps to each of her punctuated nipples. They stood on end and reached for the heavens. What her nipples found instead was a painful sexual reminder that she was nearing something that would resemble Nirvana to her and the enlightenment she would obtain would be that she was no longer the owner of her body but that the B********** Club now owned her. The clamps were tighter around each extended bulb and connected by a metal-beaded line that was pulled in different ways to manipulate her nipples differently. She lifted up her chest to follow the movements and felt the sensation of the cold liquid escaping her pussy. To her it felt like she was peeing, but it was cold rather than warm as it dribbled into the crack of her ass and onto the mattress.

A new person pushed the ice-man out of the way and slide between her legs and pushed directly into her. "I came back for round two because I can't have you thinking that I can't fuck at work you cunt." He told her as he began pushing into her. He lasted longer but again lost control when she spoke to him.

 

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"Please fuck me hard. I want you to use me at work anytime you want. Just come in my office then cum in my useless pussy. Please." She begged him and this reversal of the woman he knew at work was enough to again send him over the top and before he could pull out, he shot her womb full of cum. With that last shot her restraints were loosened and the ropes holding her legs were tied together and looped behind her head. This kept her legs spread but, in a frogman, pose that allowed for Rich's next step.

"Are you ready for the last step my dear?" He asked her.

"Oh My God, I don't know what else there could be!" She said to him.

"Turn her." He ordered his men confidently and quietly. His men quickly followed his order and turned her lengthwise on the bed. "Now it's time for the intimate portion of our little ritual." He told her before climbing between her legs on the bed. Before now she hadn't been able to see into the eyes of the men fucking her and they all seemed to come and go in a blur, but Rich now leaned over her as he pushed slowly into her again. He stared in her eyes and she stared back into his. She was too afraid to look away and she felt amazing as he slowly pumped in and out of her. He began to pick up his speed and she wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him in for a kiss that seemed to last for minutes as they began fucking wildly.

Ram thought they were nearing an end when suddenly Rich pulled back and turned her over. The ropes on her ankles kept her legs apart and but her head was pushed down into the mattress. He resumed his position between her legs and pulled her hips back to him hard multiple times and Ram again thought he saw Rich slowing down for a finish only to be stunned when Rich cut her ties and he laid down on the bed.

Divya missed the restraints and the feeling of a total and complete lack of control but didn't let that feeling linger to long as she quickly mounted Rich on the bed and impaled herself on his towering cock. She slid down easily on him and began riding him hard. The clamps on her nipples were still there and she pulled at the chain connecting them and Ram could tell that she was coming close to an orgasm. When it happened, Ram was caught off guard by her expression. He had never seen her like this, she was an entirely different woman right now, than what he had ever experienced. Her face leaned down to his for another kiss and this time was rebuffed when he put a hand up. "Swallow my load you worthless cunt." He told her and it seemed that she jumped off the bed and positioned herself like a willing puppy at his dick.

She gripped the rod with two hands and after a small amount of coaxing she felt the imminent explosion and position her mouth over his head in time to catch the cum as it came shooting directly at her. She closed her mouth and swallowed the first rope of cum and tried to open her mouth quickly to not miss any, but one rope splashed her right in the face. She was then able to open her mouth and except the last two ropes before closing her mouth and swallowing again. She then used her fingers to slide the cum that splashed on her face into her open mouth. She could feel the cum from the others as well and she caught herself licking her lips as she found more undried ropes of cum to eat.

When there was no more to be found she sat on her heels and seemed entirely comfortable being nude in front of all of these men now. Rich got off the bed and told the men to release her restraints then told her which room Ram was in. He then saw him hand her something and step away from her on the bed. The men in the room parted like the Red Sea as she passed them and went upstairs. Ram lost sight of her on the television but soon saw her again when she walked through his door.

The television didn't do her justice. Up close he could see the red welts on her chest and the make-up she had left the house with was streaked down her face and her lipstick was spread around her face in smears. She was covered over her entire body in streams of dried cum and she walked over to him on the bed and without saying anything she put her well fucked pussy in her face and put her mouth over his cock. She lowered herself onto his mouth and took his dick in her mouth. She then closed her eyes and relived everything that happened to her and began humping his face as he tried to flick his tongue across her clit and fuck her with his tongue. She in turn was attacking his cock with ferocity and it wasn't long before each one of them was cumming hard.

She wiggled her ass in his face before slowly climbing off the bed just long enough to unlock his cuffs with the key that Rich had given her. Then she climbed back into bed with him and they fell asleep in each other's arms. As Ram was falling asleep, he wondered if the woman he knew before tonight, was going to be the same woman that comes about after all of this. He was scared and intrigued at the different possibilities. He was struck dumb by this question, but fatigue took control and made him think about that problem tomorrow.

THE-END

 

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#USE YOUR SISTERS INSTEAD

Kavya had a problem: her 19-year-old son, Krish, would not stop masturbating.

Kavya had never had this problem with Krish's three sisters. They weren't jamming their hands down their pants every free minute they got. Kavya, herself, had certainly never done such things. She was sure that her John had not, as well, when he was alive. How else had he gotten her with child in such quick succession? A family of four children in four years was the sign of a truly moral man.

Kavya found out about Krish's habit in the usual way. She went into his bedroom to pick up the laundry and there he was, jamming on himself like a deranged animal. It was horrible, and she told him to stop immediately. Kavya was angry at her son, of course, but most of all she was scared. She knew what Krish was doing was a terrible sin.

But Krish kept masturbating despite the impending doom it implied. He did his best to hide his activities. But once Kavya knew the signs - the closed door, the loud music, the mysteriously sticky underwear and the vast consumption of tissues - she was always able to catch him.

Kavya started off being kind. She patiently explained that it was natural for a boy Krish's age to have urges, but that God wanted him to remain pure. Then Kavya threatened her son, telling him that every ejaculation would lead him one step closer to eternal damnation. She even tried punishments, ordering him off to bed without dinner as soon as she saw what he was up to. But everything she tried only seemed to make him do it more.

With nowhere left to turn, Kavya went to talk to their family priest. She was embarrassed, of course. Admitting that she couldn't control her son, keep him on the moral path, made her feel like a failure. But Kavya needed Father Donovan's wisdom more than her pride.

They met in his private office. Everything smelled slightly of old books and fresh potpourri. Sitting on the far side of Father Donovan's oversized wooden desk, Kavya told him everything.

"I'm sorry Kavya," Father Donovan said, "I know that losing your husband so young was hard for your family. Krish in particular. But masturbation is a sin. God is very clear about this. Man is only permitted to ejaculate inside a woman's vagina. Not in his underwear, a tissue, his own hand, or... Well, anywhere else he might think to put it."

"But he'll go to Hell," Kavya said and sobbed.

"That's why he needs your help."

*

The long drive home gave Kavya plenty of time to think about her problem. Could she wrap Krish's penis in something that kept him from touching it? What if she made sure someone was watching him all the time? It all sounded so stupid and ridiculous. Kavya was failing her son and she knew it.

And then it came to her. Father Donovan had not said that Krish couldn't masturbate. The act itself was fine - it was the result, and what Krish did with it, that was the problem. Kavya simply needed the appropriate receptacle for her son's spend. And wouldn't you know it? She had three of them just waiting for her at home.

*

Kavya asked the entire family to join her around the kitchen table. The first to come down the stairs was her oldest daughter. Nidhi was 21, tall and thin with dark brown hair that she always kept tied up in a ponytail. She was wearing a pair of sensible slacks with a sweater over a button-down shirt.

Her middle daughter, Nabha, came down next. She was 20 and about medium height with bright blonde hair that ran in rings to her shoulders. She had a broader build, like her father's. Nabha was wearing a light blue sun dress that probably showed a bit too much of her large chest and shapely legs.

Finally Esther, the youngest at 18, entered the room. With hair down to the middle of her back, she was a bit shorter than Nabha. She was wearing a t-shirt with some cartoon character on it and a pair of ripped up jeans.

All three were very pretty girls - bright. Nidhi and Nabha were both top of their classes at college nearby, and Esther was in line for a scholarship. And all three of them were single. It wasn't appropriate for such young women to have boyfriends. But Kavya knew each would make an excellent wife sometime in the future.

Once everyone was seated, Kavya called Krish into the room. At 19, he was tall and muscular, though often clumsy - like a boy trapped in an adult's body. It didn't help that it seemed like he'd outgrown his clothes overnight. Everything was just a tad too tight on her son's body.

Krish's unruly, curly brown hair bounced as he flopped into his seat. He clearly thought he was in some kind of trouble. Kavya smiled - he was going to feel much better once she told him the good news.

"As all of you know, I've been struggling with how to deal with your brother and his little problem."

"Moooom," Krish said, burying his head behind his muscular arms, "Why are you always talking about this? It's so embarrassing."

"If you could control yourself we wouldn't have to talk about it," Kavya said.

"It's OK, Krish," Nidhi said, kindly. She had stepped in as a surrogate second parent for her younger siblings after their father had died. "It's perfectly natural to want to do things like that. Especially as a young man." As always, Nidhi had a serious look on her face. The archetypal first child - driven and deliberate.

"I agree," Esther said, "I've read a lot about it." She was the smartest in the family, though also the most innocent. Esther spent so much time behind a screen, she often struggled when she stepped out into the real world.

"Yeah," Nabha said, "Everybody knows boys have to pet the one-eyed snake once a day or they, like, die." That was Nabha - always teasing. She wasn't mean, but Nabha wasn't exactly kind to her kin, either.

"Some people clearly think this is funny," Kavya said, "But I know better. At first, I thought that you were innocent, Krish. Naive. Then I believed that you were doing it on purpose. Trying to hurt me and the family. But I've come to understand the truth: you cannot control yourself. And it's my job - the family's job - to help you. To keep your soul safe. That's why I've been talking to Father Donovan."

"Oh my God. Does everyone have to know?" Krish asked.

"Yes God," Kavya said, "That's exactly the problem. Father Donovan made it very clear that you will be damned forever if we don't stop you from spilling your sperm all over the house. And unlike some people, I know that Father Donovan isn't the type to say things just to jerk me around."

Nabha giggled.

"In fact, Father Donovan has given me an idea for how we can handle Krish's problem, so it doesn't shoot us all in the face."

Nabha burst out laughing. Her face bright red.

"It's not a joke, Nabha," Kavya said, "We're all going to have to work together to make Father Donovan's solution work."

Well, it had been Kavya's solution, really. But she felt like the family was more likely to listen if she put a bit of priestly guidance behind her thinking. And Father Donovan had given her the seed of the idea. The room went silent. She had their attention.

"Father Donovan reminded me that the problem isn't Krish's horrible addiction to self-pleasure..."

"Mooooom," Krish groaned.

"...it's what he's doing with the results."

"Look, Mom," Nidhi said, "We all want to help Krish out, but shouldn't this be a conversation between you and him? I'm not sure why we need to be involved."

"Because you're the ones that have to help him," Kavya said.

"Wait," Nabha said, "You want us to like, jerk him..."

"Oh my Lord no! You can't do that to your brother. That would be terrible!" Kavya said, shocked. She felt the whole room seem to sigh in relief, "Krish needs to ejaculate in your vaginas, not your hands."

All three sisters went stiff. They looked at each other side eyed. No one breathed, let alone said anything. Kavya saw that Krish, however, was staring straight at Esther. He was making a very strange face that looked almost like desire.

"Isn't it the perfect solution?" Kavya said, "God wants Krish's sperm to go inside a woman. So long as he does that, it's OK."

"You want us to fu... I mean, have intercourse with Krish?" Nidhi asked. Her voice slipped out like a whisper.

"Oh no, honey. Not at all. Krish will do his thing as usual. When he's ready to go, he'll just finish where he's supposed to. That's all."

"Oh, well if that's all," Nabha said.

"See," Kavya said, "Your sister gets it."

"But Momma," Esther said, "None of us are on the pill."

"That's exactly right, honey," Kavya said, "Birth control is also a sin. No pill or condoms or any of that. But there's such a thing as the rhythm method. Your body is only fertile for a few days each month, when you're ovulating. And we'll know when that is because we can track it on the calendar. Plus there's other signs too. So when you're not safe, Krish will simply use one of your other sisters, instead. That's why all of you have to work together."

"I'm so confused," Nidhi said.

"It's easy," Kavya said, disappointed that her eldest daughter, of all people, didn't get it, "But if it makes you feel better, I'll supervise the first few times to make sure we get it right."

"Mom," Nidhi said, "I get that you're trying to help. But I don't know..."

Kavya's patience finally snapped. "I have had it up to here with the entitlement in this family!" Kavya jumped out of her seat, waving her finger at her daughters as she spoke. "I work so hard to provide for all of you. But I ask you to make one little sacrifice, one, and it's too much to ask. Clearly, I've raised selfish, spoiled little brats. If you're not willing to do this for your brother, maybe I should stop doing things for you. College, cell phones, clothes. I don't need to pay for those things. Maybe when you're working three jobs instead of going to class, you'll understand what it means to make concessions for the people you love."

The three girls all looked at each other with scared, tiny eyes. They tried asking more questions, but Kavya made it clear that this was the only way forward. Finally, she extracted a promise from each of them that they would help their brother, no matter what. God, what was so hard about assisting a sibling, honestly?

As everyone left the room, Kavya realized that her son hadn't said anything at all about her plan. He'd just nodded when she asked him to promise to use his sisters from then on. She supposed that Krish was so ashamed that it had come to this he couldn't say a word. Or perhaps he was overcome with happiness.

After all, Kavya had just saved his soul.

*

Kavya bought a big calendar and tacked it up on the fridge. Then she made each of the girls mark down their cycles so that they could determine their safe days. You'd think she was asking them to choose which finger they wanted to cut off, for all their complaining.

Kavya knew better than to ask Krish to be regular about his activities. They would all have to play by ear and figure things out as they went. Fortunately, all three girls lived at home and they all had different schedules with school, extracurricular activities and, of course, church. That meant at least one sister would be available at all times.

With everything set up, Kavya wanted to get things started as soon as possible. Fortunately, her son was on the same wavelength. That very next evening, after dinner, she heard music blaring in Krish's room. Her favorite scented hand lotion was missing from her bathroom. All the signs were there. Kavya opened the door and, sure enough, there was Krish lying back on his bed. Pants around his ankles. Penis in his palm.

Kavya had heard boys liked to look at pictures when they did it, but her son just had his eyes squeezed shut. His body twisted in rising pleasure. He was whispering a word that sounded a bit like 'Esther,' but Kavya couldn't be sure.

Krish's eyes popped open when his mother walked in the room. "Holy... Mom! I told you not to bother me when I'm... When my door is shut."

"And I told you what to do the next time you masturbate," Kavya said. She crossed her arms with disdain. Krish lay back, looking shocked. His penis was still in his fist, pulsing and purple.

"Well, come on then," Kavya said, "Let's get this over with. Unless you need more time."

"No! I mean. No - it's pretty close."

"Good," Kavya said, "Let's go find your sister."

"You mean Esther?" Krish asked, Nidhifully. Kavya eyed him warily. One sister shouldn't be any more desirable than another. In any case, Esther was at volleyball practice and Nidhi had a night class. But fortunately Nabha was in her room and almost certainly ready to help.

"Maybe I'll wait," Krish said, "I'm pretty sure Nabha hates me."

"Nabha doesn't hate you," Kavya said, "She just has a unique way of expressing her feelings." Krish looked ready to protest more, so she grabbed her son by the arm, dragged him out of his room, and marched him down the hall.

"Nabha is going to be so mad," Krish said.

"Of course she won't. If anything, she'd be angrier if you didn't let her help you. You'll see." Kavya knocked on Nabha's door (a courtesy she hadn't given her son) and then opened the door.

Nabha was lying back on her bed, reading a book. She was wearing a conservative set of pajamas - red black plaid with long sleeves that almost looked like a little bedroom business suit.

"What we talked about," Kavya said, "It's time." She shoved her son into the room. Krish was completely naked. He kept his head down, avoiding everyone's eyes. He held his erect penis in his hand like it was something that needed carrying. It looked to be about the same size as her husband's, Kavya noticed. Perhaps a bit longer and definitely thicker. A very nice penis that would someday give Krish's future wife a lot of healthy babies.

 

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Nabha looked up at her brother in shock. Her mouth moved, like she was trying to spin up a sassy retort, but no sound came out.

"Well, get on with it," Kavya said. The siblings stared back at their mother. "Must I do everything? Fine. Krish, you said you were close, so get moving. Nabha, take your clothes off. You need to be ready when your brother is, or this will all be for nothing. Don't just stare at me like idiots. This is what we agreed to - get going!"

Krish began rubbing his hand up and down his member lightly. It didn't look to Kavya like he was doing much, but she was willing to concede that everyone worked differently. Nabha lifted her pajama shirt over her head. Her large breasts spilled out.

"Holy fuck, sis!" Krish said, "Nice!"

Nabha gave her brother a look - it was supposed to be nasty, but it came out as kind of pleased. Kavya had to admit, her daughter's breasts were big. Yet they still had the perkiness of youth. Her little pink nipples poked outward.

It occurred to Kavya that her daughter didn't actually need to take her top off for this, but it was too late by that point. Plus it seemed to be working for Krish. He was rubbing himself much faster.

Nabha slid off her pants, then she lay back on the bed.

"Spread your legs a little, honey," Kavya said. She stepped forward and pulled Nabha's knees apart. Her daughter's sex was as purple as her son's - her labia hung open and wanting. The strong scent of female arousal filled the room.

"You getting turned on by your sister, Perv?" Nabha asked.

"Oh yes," Krish said, like he couldn't hear the insult. His whole body turned red. He was breathing like he'd just run a race. Krish started to rub even faster - completely focused on his sister's naked body.

"OK, Krish. When you're..."

"Oh FUCK, I'm going to..." Krish tried to jump forward but it was too late. His semen spurted onto his sister's stomach and chest. He groaned as his body jerked, every ejaculation slowly covering his sister's ample chest.

"Ewww, gross!" Nabha said as she was splashed with her brother's sperm.

"You need to cum in your sister, dear, not on her," Kavya said, not unkindly, "Don't worry. We'll keep practicing and you'll get it right eventually." She rubbed his head lovingly. Krish looked down at what he'd done.

"Sorry," Krish said, "I'm so sorry." He ran out of the room.

Kavya glared down at Nabha. "That wasn't exactly what I meant by being supportive."

"It's not my fault he shot his spooge all over me," Nabha said.

"You didn't have to make him feel bad about it, though, did you?"

Nabha got up and started to wipe herself off with a tissue. She sighed. "Stupid, useless brother."

"We're all learning here," Kavya said, "I expect you to be more encouraging next time, OK?"

"You mean, like, beg him to stuff my aching pussy with his huge, hard cock until he blasts me full of his hot, sticky cum?"

"Well, maybe not that encouraging," Kavya said.

*

After a little time had passed, Kavya went to her son's room and talked to him. She told him that no one was upset. He just needed to learn to time things better.

"With Nabha there naked and watching me. I'm sorry, Mom. I lost control," Krish said.

"I understand honey. And now we know how to fix things for next time," Kavya said.

Krish nodded. She thought, for a moment, she saw him smile.

"Nabha is very beautiful, isn't she?" Kavya said.

"She's OK."

"And Nidhi," Kavya said, "Don't you think she's pretty?"

"Sure, I guess. They're my sisters. Nabha's so mean and Nidhi's always being bossy. It's hard for me to think of them that way."

"And Esther?"

"Mmhmm," Kavya said, "You're a very lucky boy."

"I suppose I am."

*

After the previous day's debacle, Kavya knew she needed to adjust her idea of how things would go. Just randomly selecting a sister in the moment was too complicated. They needed to make the process as easy as possible to start with. Later, once they had a system, they could be less organized about things.

She also decided that Krish may have been right. Kavya had no doubt that Nabha would be fine in the long run, but she probably wasn't the best choice for a first try. And if the 20-year old blonde had struggled with doing things right, then starting things off with baby, Esther was out of the question. Plus Krish's own reactions to his little sister were a bit troubling. This was supposed to be functional, not fantasy.

So, Kavya made Krish promise the next day to masturbate at a certain time. He grumbled and complained but he agreed. Then she made sure Nidhi would be around at the right moment and ready. Kavya told her oldest daughter Nidhhi to wait in her room, already naked. Then she went to Krish and told him he could begin.

Kavya waited in the hallway while her son went to work. She thought it would be a few minutes, but a good amount of time passed before she heard her son's door open. He was naked again and cradling his penis the same way he had before. It looked a little larger this time, somehow.

Kavya led him back to Nidhi's bedroom. The tall brunette knew to expect them, so Kavya didn't bother to knock. She opened the door and shoved Krish inside.

Much like her sister the day before, Nidhi lay back naked on top of the covers. She was long enough that her feet hung off the end of the bed. Nidhi was very thin , with big breasts. Her hair was still neatly tied back in a ponytail. Nidhi was very beautiful - all my girls are, Kavya thought proudly - and she could see by Krish's reaction to his naked sister that he found her attractive as well. Despite his earlier denial.

Nidhi smiled at her brother and gestured warmly for him to enter.

"It's OK, Krish," Nidhi said, "I'm here for you." She opened her legs, raising her knees to give Krish easy access to her pussy. Krish stood at the end of the bed, penis in his hand. He was stroking it so fast, Kavya could barely see his fist.

"Are you getting close?" Nidhi asked. Krish just moaned and nodded.

"When you're ready," Kavya said, "Don't wait too long like last time."

Krish stepped forward and lined his penis up with his sister's vagina. He did his best to still rub it as he did. Then, slowly, he moved the head so it was lodged in his oldest sister's opening. She made a little "hmph" noise as he entered her for the first time.

"OH! Wow," Krish said, "Nidhi. You feel so..."

"Much better than a hand, isn't it, son?" Kavya said.

"Incredible," Krish said. His eyes filled with wonder at the pleasure he could feel just from being inside a woman.

"Get it all in there," Kavya said, "I don't want any to escape."

Krish leaned forward and Kavya saw his shaft disappear into his sister's body. Nidhi bit her lip. Tossed her head back.

"So good..." Krish said. He reached down to start rubbing his penis again but found there wasn't enough shaft to grab. He looked back at Kavya with a sad, confused face.

"Pump her," Kavya said, "Just a little. To make your stuff come out."

Krish drew back then pushed forward. Nidhi let out a deep breath as he did so. In. Out. Two more times. Then suddenly Krish convulsed. His testicles jumped upward. And Kavya knew that her son was spending inside her daughter.

"Oh YES!" Krish cried.

"MMMmmmph," Nidhi gasped. Krish stayed in his sister until he stopped shaking. Then slowly pulled back. Kavya saw a bit of white liquid leak from the head of his penis.

"NO!" she shouted and shoved Krish back inside his sister. The two siblings stood there, connected, looking at each other almost with wonder. Krish's penis gently pulsed inside Nidhi. Only after she was satisfied that all of her son's sperm had been left in the proper place, Kavya let Krish pull out.

Nidhi sat up like it was nothing. She grabbed a tissue and held it to her dripping sex. Kavya supposed that so long as the sperm was in Nidhi's vagina initially, God couldn't be too concerned if it leaked out later.

Krish stood over his sister, his deflating penis still in his hand. He was shivering slightly.

"What do you say?" Kavya asked.

"Thank you, sis."

"No problem, Krish," Nidhi said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do for class."

"Excellent," Kavya said, "Remember, Krish, if you need Nidhi again, just let her know, OK?"

Krish nodded, seriously.

*

Now that everything had gone so well with Nidhi, Kavya was ready to try again with Nabha. As Nidhi had done, the blonde girl got undressed and then waited for her brother to show up. Krish came into the room soon after, Kavya trailing behind him.

Nabha's room smelled strongly of her sex again. She gave her brother a smarmy grin, then turned it sweet for her Mother.

"Try not to blow it, little bro," Nabha said.

Kavya thought there was little chance of that. Krish had come out of his room much more quickly this time, and Kavya thought his penis looked a bit less primed. But she knew that it was folly to assume that every time would be exactly the same. That's why they needed to practice.

 

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Krish lightly stroked his cock, while Nabha slid forward, putting her open vagina at the edge of the bed.

"Remember Krish, just like with Nidhi," Kavya said.

Krish nodded, then fed his penis into his sister's sex. He didn't stop at the head this time, but instead buried himself to the hilt inside Nabha. Then he started rocking back and forth.

The room was filled with squelching sounds as Krish slid inside his sister.

"Ffffff... She's really tight," Krish said, "Feels so good."

"Better than Nidhi?" Nabha asked, grinning wickedly.

"I'm sure everyone feels different, dear," Kavya said, "But also equally as good. Right Krish?"

"Y... Yes. Oh Yes."

"OK honey," Kavya said, "Just go ahead and..."

As if on impulse, Krish's arms shot out and suddenly grabbed his sister's massive breasts. Kavya expected Nabha to scream and slap him, but instead she sort of grunted and let him grope at her.

Almost as soon as he touched his sister's chest, Krish's body began to cinch. "Oh... Oh GOD!"

"Is he doing it?" Kavya asked.

"Yuh. Oh yeah," Nabha said, "I can feel it spurting in me. I was wrong before. When I said his sperm was icky. It's actually kind of awesome."

"OK, good. Remember not to pull out too soon, Krish." Kavya said. Her son nodded as the pleasure washed over him.

*

Kavya thought that would be it for the day, but later that night she heard a knock on her door. When she opened it, she saw Krish, standing there and looking pained. His penis peeked through the doorway.

"Oh," Kavya said, "OK."

Krish tried to lead her to Esther's room, but Kavya dragged him back toward Nidhi's. She knocked on her daughter's door and then opened it.

"Hey, what's..." Nidhi looked up and saw her naked brother standing behind his mother. Penis at the ready. "Oh! OK, sure."

Nidhi jumped up and shucked off her pajamas - the same red plaid ones all the girls wore. Then Nidhi lay back down on her bed, her legs spread lewdly. Krish looked down at his oldest sister and grinned. Without a word, he went between Nidhi's legs.

Nidhi gasped as her brother entered her. Krish started pumping right away. Already a veteran. Nidhi looked over at her mother and made a sour face.

"It shouldn't be much longer, now," Kavya said.

"It's not fair," Nidhi said, "Nabha told me Krish played with her breasts before, but he's not even touching mine.

"Krish, play with your sister's breasts."

"Yes Mom. Sorry Sis," Krish reached over and took Nidhi's breasts in his hands. He tweaked her nipples, too.

"It's OK," Nidhi said, "I forgive... OH!"

"God Nidhi, you feel so good!" Krish shuddered and fell forward.

Nidhi made a long low whine. Her chest and face went cherry red. Her legs kicked out. Twitched. She squeaked out little sounds and her green eyes squeezed shut. Wrapped her arms around her brother's back and shook.

Kavya knew her daughter didn't mean to, but Nidhi was clearly experiencing an orgasm as her brother filled her with his cum.

*

After it was over, Kavya walked Krish back to his room.

"I think we've got this," she told him, "You don't have to come get me every time now. Just grab Nidhi or Nabha and do what you need to do.

Krish nodded, then leaned down and gave Kavya a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks Mom. I mean... For everything."

Kavya smiled wide. She'd really, truly done it.

*

The next afternoon, a naked Krish ran into the living room like the house was on fire. His erect penis flopped comically as he ran

"Mom? We have a problem."

"I thought we solved this," Kavya said, pausing her movie. Krish explained that Nidhi wasn't in her room and so he'd gone to Nabha. But she had told him it was her fertile time. Kavya went into the kitchen and looked at the calendar. Sure enough, Nabha would be out of the rotation for a few days.

That meant only Esther was left. After everything had gone so well with Nidhi and Nabha, Kavya had quietly decided not to involve her youngest daughter. Now though, it looked like Esther was the only option. Kavya was glad that Krish had come to her, first.

"I thought it would be best," Krish said. They walked together over to Esther's room. Krish's penis seemed not to flag even a little. Oh, to be young again.

Kavya went in first and found Esther watching a movie on Netflix. The small girl took off her headphones.

"Hi Mom, what's wrong?"

"It's your brother."

"Oh, is it my turn?" Esther asked. She quickly stood. "Nidhi and Nabha told me all about it. I can't wait. I mean, ummm, I can't wait to help my brother."

Esther quickly got undressed and lay down in the bed. Her smaller breasts and thinner arms. She smiled, almost eagerly.

Then Krish stepped into the room. He'd clearly been stroking his penis while he waited, and it stuck out angrily. He looked down at his sister and gaped.

"God Esther. You're amazing. I mean, even better than I... um. Wow."

Esther smiled at her brother, warmly. Then she saw what he was holding and her eyes went wide.

"It'll be fine," Kavya said.

"I know, it's just... I've never seen one before," Esther said, "At least not outside a textbook. It's a little imposing."

Kavya didn't want her baby daughter to have a bad experience with this. If it was too much, Esther might not do it again and then they'd be down to only two options. As that day had proven, it was helpful to have a third. Even if it was only for emergencies.

Kavya knew that Esther was very cerebral, so she wondered if explaining things a bit clinically would help her get over the initial shock. Esther nodded. She sat up on the bed. Her little breasts hung down as best they could.

"Come here, Krish," Kavya said. Her son walked up and stood in front of his baby sister. His cock pointed almost right at her mouth. "This is your brother's penis." Kavya gestured at Krish's member, careful not to touch it.

"It's also called a cock," Krish said. Esther giggled girlishly.

"When he rubs it, it gets hard. Erect," Kavya said.

"Uh huh."

"Would you maybe like to touch it?" Krish asked, "You know, see how it feels?"

Esther reached up and grabbed her older brother's penis. His cock, Kavya corrected herself. It sounded like a porn word, but if that's what he called it, who was she to tell him differently?

Esther and Krish gasped in unison as her tiny hand wrapped around his shaft.

"Oh Esther," Krish said.

"It feels so warm," Esther said, "Soft. But also strong."

"It gets hard so it can go in your vagina," Kavya said, "When it's in you and it's your time, Krish's cock will produce sperm and that's how you get babies."

"I know that part, Momma," Esther said. She hadn't taken her hand off her brother's cock.

"Well, are you ready to try it?" Kavya asked. Esther smiled and leaned back, resting her head on her pillow.

"Oh Esther," Krish said, taking his penis in hand again, "I've always... I mean, when I would. Back in my room. You were always the one I..."

"You're rambling nonsense, dear," Kavya said.

"It's OK, Krish," Esther said. "I'm ready when you are."

Krish stepped a little closer to his sister and started stroking, slowly. "It's a little... I just need some more time," he said.

"You could just put it in me," Esther said with a grin. "Might be more scientific that way."

"Not till he's ready," Kavya said, "You're accepting your brother's sperm so he doesn't go to Hell. You're not fu... Having intercourse."

"Right," Esther said, "Duh. Does that feel good, Krish? Rubbing it? I mean, like, in a learning sense. So I know for when I'm married."

"You look so awesome, Esther," Krish said, "It feels so good."

"In what way?" Esther asked.

"It's just this like building pleasure" Krish said, "I slide the loose skin up and down. It's fantastic. Especially when I go over the head."

"Hmmmm... It did feel really nice in my hand," Esther said.

"OK, enough learning time," Kavya said, "Let's get this over with. I'm in the middle of a movie here."

"OK," Krish said, "I'm getting close." He moved in front of his sister, and, as before, took his cock and rested it at her dripping opening. Esther looked down at their impending connection. Entranced.

Krish started sliding into his sister. "Oh, Ester Cat, I always dreamed of..." Suddenly he stopped. He'd gotten himself halfway in.

"What's wrong?" Kavya asked.

"I don't know," Krish said, looking at his mother in confusion, "There's some kind of barrier there or something. Maybe Esther's puss... I mean her vagina. Maybe it's really small."

Kavya almost laughed when she realized what he was saying. He'd reached his sister's hymen. Come to think of it, Kavya wondered why Krish hadn't had this issue with his other two sisters. Well it was a problem to be pondered another time.

"Can you stroke yourself while you're still in her like that?" Kavya asked.

"Not really," Krish said.

"Well, do your best with what you have," Kavya said, "I'm sure it'll be enough."

"Yeah, but. I'm worried some of it might spill out."

"Good point," Kavya said, suddenly concerned.

"It's OK, Momma," Esther said, "He can push it in more. I feel like he can."

"You sure, honey?" Kavya asked.

Krish pulled back a bit, then slid forward. "I can feel it give a little."

"Me too," Esther said, "Try pushing harder."

"You sure Esther?" Krish asked, "I don't want to hurt you."

Esther nodded. Krish drew back. This time he really drove into his sister. Esther screamed. Krish groaned.

"OH!" Esther cried, "Oh fffuck."

"Are you OK?" Kavya asked.

"Y... yeah. I did it. His... I feel it shooting inside me."

Krish waited, then pulled out. His penis was streaked with blood. "Oh God. I'm so sorry, sis. I didn't mean to hurt you. I really didn't."

"It's OK, Krish," Kavya said, and patted him on the back. Esther sat up and Kavya handed her a few tissues. Thick, pinkish goo dripped out of her vagina.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Esther said, "Just feels a little weird. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be ready by the next time you need me."

"Are you sure?" Krish said, "Maybe it's better if I don't..."

"Don't even think it," Esther said, "I want to help the family the same as everyone else."

*

 

[hotaks]

Now Kavya assumed her job was truly done. All three girls were trained for the next emergency. Eventually, Krish would grow out of this faze and his sisters could stop providing for him. Until then, Kavya was happy to stay out of it.

However, unintentionally, Kavya had set herself up as the director of this entire project and so she found she couldn't escape her responsibilities. She was in charge of the calendar - the siblings relied on her to "assign" Krish a sister when it was time. Like a dirty maitre d'. Further, since Kavya had been present at all of the initial attempts, the children treated her as the expert, the coordinator and, when necessary, the referee.

Still, Kavya tried to disentangle herself as much as possible. The next time Krish came to her with a "need," Kavya showed him the calendar and explained how it worked. She told him that he, too, could simply decide which sister was the most appropriate and act accordingly.

"I just feel more comfortable when you do it, Mom," Krish said, "When it's me on my own it feels kind of wrong. Pervy. But if we decide as a family..."

"I can't be here every time you need to do your thing," Kavya said, "I have to work, too, honey. But I understand you want to respect your sisters. You're being a good brother. I'll do my best to help out when I can."

So, Kavya reviewed the calendar with Krish. As it turned out, with Nidhi out for an early run and Nabha still in the danger zone, It was Esther's turn again. Krish's baby sister was going from excused to almost overused. Well, there was no other option - Kavya sent her son up to request Esther's help.

Kavya heard the bedroom door shut behind him. She went back to folding clean clothes. But suddenly she heard footsteps and saw her naked daughter standing over her, looking distraught.

"We need a little help," Esther said, her tiny breasts still jiggling from her run over. Esther lead her mother into her room. Krish stood to the side looking sheepish. Esther jumped back on the bed, knocking her stuffed bears to the side. She resumed the position. Knees elevated. Thighs apart.

"I'm having a little trouble, ummmm. Getting going," Krish said, "I thought I was ready, but when I came in here it just..."

"Then go back to your room until you really are ready," Kavya said. She pushed her hair out of her eyes. Seriously? How had this boy been masturbating on his own all this time?

"I can't lie here and wait," Esther said, "I have class in a couple minutes. Can't we do something to, like, speed him up?"

Both children looked to their Mother earnestly. "Honestly, you two," she said, "I'm not the expert in these things. But it seems as though Krish is just nervous. Esther, honey, are you doing your best to make Krish comfortable?"

"I mean, I guess," Esther said, "I was only asking him questions about his penis. Like how it worked, how it felt. Stuff like that."

"Well, there you go, honey," Kavya said, "You can't interrogate the boy while he's building up like that."

"Oh," Esther said, "I'm sorry Krish. I didn't mean to. What can I do to fix it, Momma?"

"Well, maybe you could do things that would make Krish feel more comfortable. Like, say nice things about him."

"Krish, your penis looks very nice," Esther said.

"Thanks?" Krish said. He'd resumed slowly stroking himself, but he was clearly still not at full mast.

"That's a good start," Kavya said, "Try saying other things. And use the word cock, your brother appears to prefer it. We should respect that."

"Krish your cock looks really tumescent. I can't wait to have it inside my vagina."

"A little less clinical, honey."

"Maybe you could try, like, touching yourself, too," Krish said, "Not like masturbating. I know that would be wrong. Just, like, little rubs that show you're enjoying what you see."

"That's a good idea," Kavya said, "Just don't get too into it, like your brother said."

Esther rubbed her little breast, being sure to tweak the pinkish nipple. With her other hand, she reached down and sort of teased at her opening. She clearly had no idea what she was doing, but the young brunette managed to make a believable appearance of enjoying herself.

"Don't forget the talking, dear."

"Oh yes," Esther said, "Krish, I know you think about me when you... do stuff. I think about you, too sometimes. Here I am. Waiting for you. Wanting you. Please come give me your cock. It looks so good. I want it so bad."

Kavya thought Esther's speech sounded pretty forced, but it clearly did the trick for her son. He lunged forward and buried himself in his little sister. She gasped, but it clearly wasn't as painful as the last time. Esther looked down, interested at where her brother and she were now joined. She smiled and clapped.

"Yay! Thanks, Momma." Esther reached for her brother's hands and pulled them onto her breasts. He squeezed them both, like testing for ripeness. Apparently this was part of the procedure now. Krish moved in and out, then shuddered. He fell forward.

Esther giggled. "It feels so neat, erupting inside me."

"Oh yes," Krish said, his head buried between his sister's breasts.

"Well, very good," Kavya said, "Just remember what we learned for next time."

Both siblings nodded simultaneously. Krish's eyes glazed over with post-sex stupor. His sister's, though, stayed bright and wanting.

*

Again, Kavya thought she finally had things figured out. But, again, Krish ran out to find her when he needed help.

"I thought we talked about this," Kavya said, standing over the hot stove and stirring.

"We did," Krish said, "And we agreed that it's creepy for me to just commandeer a sister."

"You're not whatevering your sisters. That's why the calendar is up. It literally tells you who you should go to for help."

"Fine," Krish said. He walked over to the fridge and pouted loudly as he looked. "Ooo, looks like Nabha is back in the rotation."

"There you go."

A few minutes later, dinner was done, and Kavya called for the kids to eat. Nidhi and Esther appeared immediately, but neither Nabha nor Krish showed up.

"It shouldn't take so long," Kavya said.

"I'm sure that Krish is just doing what he needs to, Mom," Nidhi said, "We should try to be respectful of their privacy."

Kavya gave the girls their meals, but she couldn't stop worrying that something might be wrong. Finally, she gave up and went upstairs. Krish had asked for her help after all - she wasn't snooping, just being supportive.

She found the siblings in Nabha's room. The blonde lay back in front of her brother, but he was just standing between her legs. Kavya waited by the doorway. She didn't want to interrupt them unless she needed to.

Krish clearly had one hand on his cock (Kavya had decided to use his word for it from then on), but his other was squeezing his sister's ample breasts. He slid from one to the other - cupping, squeezing, pinching at the nipple.

Nabha smiled hungrily up at her brother. Her hands were down at her sex and she was moving them in a way that suggested she was... Oh no. This wouldn't do. It would not do at all.

Kavya burst into the room. "Nabha! I've finally got Krish in order and now you're doing the same thing? Come on now dear, you know better than that."

Both siblings froze and stared at their mother. The scent of Nabha's sex filled Kavya's nose. The doting mother immediately felt uncomfortable, like she'd done something wrong. But then Kavya's righteous anger took over. Why did they all have to act so ill-behaved?

"Well?" Kavya asked, "I'm waiting for an explanation."

"We. That is. I mean, Mom," Krish said. His penis slowly deflated in his hand.

"It's my fault," Nabha said.

"Well, obviously," Kavya said.

"No no. What I mean is, Krish came in here all good and ready like you taught him. But when he tried to put it in me it, like, wouldn't go. You know?"

Kavya gave her daughter a look that said that, clearly, she did not know. Everything had slid in so easily before. What was different this time?

"I was, ummm. God, Mom, I can't believe you're making me say this. I wasn't w... I mean, I lacked lubrication. As Esther might put it."

"Yes, Mom," Krish said, "That's exactly what happened. I tried to put it in Nabha but she was dry and so we couldn't."

"Right, so I said, let me get myself ready for you," Nabha said, "That's all we were doing."

"Oh honey," Kavya said, her heart suddenly aching for her children, "Of course I understand. It's natural that you're not going to be ready for your brother all the time. But you can't rub yourself like that, dear."

"But it was really painful for both of us," Nabha said. "Maybe if my stupid brother's stupid dick wasn't so big it'd be easier, but what can we do?"

"You need to let Krish do it for you," Kavya said, "He should get you ready before he puts it in you."

"Oh yes!" Nabha said, "Mom, that's a great idea."

"Just make sure you show him what to do, first," Kavya said

"Right. Don't just squeeze my tit, you big dope. You're not milking me. Reach down and put your finger here," Nabha said. She dragged her brother's hand down below her blonde pubes. "Yes, there you go. That feels... OH!"

"Sounds like you're more than wet enough," Kavya said. She saw the look on the siblings' faces and decided to step away. They needed to adjust to doing this on their own. Still, she waited by the door, leaving it open a crack to listen, just in case anything went wrong.

"I'm going to put it in you now, sis," she heard Krish say.

"Yes. OK," Nabha said, "Just keep rubbing there. Yes. That way I don't, ummmm, get dry again all the sudden."

"S... sure thing," Krish said. "Feel good now?"

"Y... yeah. I feel it. Feel myself getting... Rub faster."

Kavya heard squelching sounds as Krish worked at his sister. If Nabha was really having this much trouble, it might be a medical issue, she thought. Or perhaps maybe she should buy some lube. All three sisters might need it at some point.

"Give it to me," Nabha said, "Faster... ah... ah... OH! OH FUCK!"

Kavya peeked into the door and saw her son shaking as he came. Her daughter was trembling, too. Her body seemed to judder with every one of Krish's ejaculations. Back arched. Blonde hair hanging down. Large breasts shaking. Mouth open in a silent scream. Then, Nabha's body relaxed and she dropped back to the bed.

Nabha looked so pretty in that moment, Kavya thought, her chest shiny with sweat. Krish stared down at his sister, gasping. Nabha smiled and reached up, patted him on the cheek.

"Good boy," Nabha said, "Giving me all your cum."

Kavya had to agree. She wondered what had gotten into Nabha, acting so sweetly with her sibling.

*

Over dinner, Kavya made sure that Nabha shared their new ground rules with the group.

"Lubrication is very important," Kavya said, "I don't want any of you getting hurt by not following proper behaviors. Just remember to make sure Krish does it for you. Try to think about it as a kind of tit for tat."

"Oh I definitely have a tit for his tat," Nabha said.

*

The next morning as she walked past Nidhi's bedroom, Kavya couldn't help but hear Krish talking to his sister.

"Like this?" he asked.

"Slower," Nidhi said, "And not so hard. You're rubbing my pussy not grinding a garlic clove."

"Nabha likes it this way," Krish said with a bit of a whine.

"Well Nabha's snatch must be made of steel or something cause that fucking hurts," Nidhi said.

"Sorry," Krish said.

"Oh, it's OK, Honey. I know you're just learning."

Kavya carefully creaked Nidhi's door open a little more, so she could see what was going on. Nidhi was in the usual position on her back. Krish leaned over her. He had one hand on Nidhi's breast, the other down at her juncture. His penis was practically forgotten.

"Up a little more," Nidhi said, "Yes. Feel that little nub there? It's my clitoris. It's what would be my cock if I was a boy. Just think of it as my magic pleasure button. Put your thumb right there and... OH! Little less pressing, but more rubbing. Side to side. Yes."

"Nabha was already going by now," Krish said.

"Good for Nabha."

Kavya leaned into the room. Careful not to be noticed, anxious not to miss a moment. As much as she wanted to leave this project to her children, Kavya found she was strangely disappointed whenever she missed one of their sessions.

"Oh, that's nice," Nidhi said.

"Is your brother doing a good job for you?" Krish asked.

"Ssssssooooo good."

"You think I can put it in you now, Nidhi-y?"

"Definitely."

Krish took his hand off his sister's breast, but Nidhi stopped him. "Here, let me get that for you," she said. Then she reached between her legs and aimed Krish's cock at her opening.

"Hmmmmm," Nidhi groaned and kind of giggled as her brother filled her. "Won't be long now."

Krish stroked in and out of his sister, then stiffened. Kavya knew all the signs. Nidhi's chest flushed. Her legs tremored.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh... FUCK!" Nidhi cried out. Krish groaned and that was it. The two of them strained against each other in orgasmic bliss.

Krish stayed inside to his sister as they both came down. Nidhi stroked Krish's face. His arms. Lovingly.

Kavya realized as she watched them - her children all seemed to be getting so much closer. It felt like they'd all been fighting forever. Especially after John died. But these little moments of kindness were happening more and more.

They really were acting like a family, now, and it made Kavya swell with joy.

*

That evening, Kavya came home from shopping to an empty house. She thought the kids must have all gone out. Then she heard voices coming from Esther's room. Kavya felt a little frustrated. They knew they were supposed to come and greet her first thing when she got home

"Hey kids!" Kavya said, opening the door. They all stared up at her, looking surprised and a bit embarrassed. Like they'd all been up to something. Esther lay back on her bed, completely naked. Krish stood over her, holding his cock. Well that was a normal sight. Kavya had to laugh to herself - somehow they'd reached the point where this was perfectly normal

No, what made it so surprising was that Nabha and Nidhi were also in the room. Both girls were fully dressed, standing on either side of Esther's bed.

"Oh, hi Momma," Esther said, "We didn't hear you come home."

Kavya sighed and stepped into the room. She closed the door behind her.

"We thought it would be a good idea to help," Nidhi said, "The whole lubrication thing. We wanted to make sure our baby sis was comfortable."

"We knew the two of them might screw up the screwing," Nabha said, "If you know what I mean."

"Well, I must say I'm very pleased," Kavya said, "How supportive you are of your little sister. But I Nidhi you aren't putting too much pressure on Krish."

"Oh no, I'm OK Mom," Krish said. His erection poked outward. "I know my sisters can take care of me."

"We were just about to get started," Nabha said, "You want to stay and help?"

"I'd just be in the way," Kavya said and started to slowly back out.

"No, I want Momma to stay," Esther said with a bit of a little girl whine.

 

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"Well, if it'll make you feel more comfortable," Kavya said, "I'll just stand back here and let you girls take care of it."

"Right," Nidhi said, "Let's pick up where we left off. Krish you were about to start rubbing Esther's clitoris."

"He's got to find it first," Nabha said.

"Be supportive, dear," Kavya said. Nabha just shook her head with disdain.

"Don't forget to put your hand on my breast," Esther said. Krish reached with his left hand and found Esther's tit.

"Don't be afraid to give it a good squeeze," Nabha said.

"Just not too hard," Nidhi said, "Good, now reach down and find that little knot of nerves. Just like I showed you. Don't get frustrated if it takes you a little bit. It can be a bit tricky."

"Maybe with your itty bitty clitty it can," Nabha said, "Me? You can't miss it."

Esther gasped.

"I think he found the right spot," Nidhi said.

"Definitely," Esther said, "Now what?"

"Just sort of rub it back and forth," Nidhi said, "Krish, try different speeds and patterns till you find something that works."

"Remember," Kavya said, "You're just trying to make sure Esther is wet enough to take Krish's cock."

"Uh huh," Nabha said, "Don't forget about her tits, doofus."

Esther groaned. "That feels really good. But now I think I want something inside me, too."

"OK, Krish that's your cue," Nidhi said. Krish took his hand off Esther's clitoris and reached for his penis. Esther's crotch bucked and she cursed.

"Don't stop!"

"Sorry," Krish said, "I was just..."

"As always, I have to do everything," Nabha said. The blonde girl reached over and grabbed her brother's cock. Then she fed it into her baby sister's sex. "There you go," she said, and patted Krish's ass. "Give it to her good."

"Yes," Esther said, her voice just a breath, "Give it to me."

It was not unlike rubbing his belly while patting his head, Kavya reflected. Krish had to run his hand side-to-side on his sister while pushing himself back and forth.

"Oh..." Esther said, "Oh fuck! I f... I feel. Something's building. I think I need to stop."

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"It's OK, Ester ," Nidhi said. She reached down and ran her fingers through Esther's hair. "He's almost there."

"Trust me," Nabha said, "Building is a good thing."

"N... Not like this. I feel like this kind of pressure," Esther said, "I think I'm going to pee."

Krish looked over at his sisters. His eyes questioning. But he didn't stop sliding in and out of his sister.

"Oh God," Esther said, head rolling back and forth. "Feels so good. Don't want him to stop but I..."

"Maybe we should..."

"Oh no!" Esther cried. A splash of almost-clear fluid shot out of her vagina and splattered on her brother's bare chest.

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"Oh YES!" Krish groaned and let his own liquid loose into his younger sister. The siblings seemed to be matching each other, blast for blast. Esther's eyes rolled back into her head. Her breasts wobbled and she howled her pleasure.

"CUUUMMMMMMMMMIINNnnnnnnng..."

Finally, Esther's screams started to subside. The two of them slowly straightened.

"Wow," Nabha said.

"Oh Krish I'm so sorry," Esther said, "I just lost control."

"It's OK," Krish said, "Kind of neat, actually."

"I can't believe I peed on you," Esther said. She really seemed upset.

"I don't think that was urine," Nidhi said.

"You're a squirter!" Nabha said.

"What's that?" Kavya asked. She was concerned for her baby girl now. If she had some sort of strange condition.

"I've seen it online," Nabha said, "I mean, I've read about it. Some women produce liquid when they orgasm. It's a totally natural thing, I promise."

"I'll have to look that up," Esther said, her intellectual curiosity overtaking her embarrassment.

"I'll send you some sites," Nabha said, "Real educational stuff."

"Well I think you both should clean off," Kavya said, "And then come down to supper."

*

After dinner, Kavya enlisted Krish to help her do the dishes. They both stood over the sink - Kavya washed while Krish dried. It was an old routine she used to do with her husband and now sharing it with Krish felt very comforting. Domestic.

Since it was just the two of them, Krish felt able to confide in his Mother. "You were right," he told her, "What you said before - my sisters really are stunning."

"I'm glad you agree," Kavya said. She handed him a dripping bowl and he toweled it off.

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"Esther soooo cute. But now that Nabha's being nice to me, I'm finding that she's really fun to be around. And Nidhi, I don't know, I saw her as this authority figure. But she's become more like a best friend. Like I could trust her with anything."

"I'm glad to hear that," Kavya said, and she was.

"Like you said, I'm a lucky guy." He handed her the dish towel. She looked up at him confused.

"We're only half done," Kavya said.

"Got to go," Krish said, "All this talking about my sisters - I think it's time for me to 'use' one of them. If you get my meaning."

Kavya certainly did. She sighed and finished the dishes by herself.

*

Finally, it seemed that they'd settled into a regular routine. A few days went by without Kavya seeing or hearing much of anything. It was almost as if Krish had stopped entirely, though Kavya was pretty sure that was impossible. More likely, the siblings were finally starting to learn to keep things quieter.

Then one morning Kavya was making breakfast and she heard shouting coming from the dining room.

"Well maybe that's because he likes me better," Nabha said.

"That's ridiculous," Nidhi said.

Kavya stepped back from the stove and walked into the other room. Both girls were still in their matching plaid pajamas. Nabha leaned back in her chair looking pleased with herself. Nidhi was standing, hands down heavy on the table.

"We both know he comes to me more often," Nabha said, "Cums more, too. Maybe we should start calling you 'Nope.'"

"Last night he was drooling all over my tits, not yours," Nidhi said

"I'll bet," Nabha said, "With your boobs he was probably starving for more."

Nidhi shrieked and leapt around the table. She grabbed Nabha's pajama shirt by the lapels and lifted her sister up out of the chair, snarling.

"Girls!" Kavya cried out before she even realized she was ready to speak, "What in the Lord's name are you two doing?"

"Nabha's saying that Krish likes her better," Nidhi said. She still had her sister by the shirt. Her knuckles white.

"Well, I'm definitely better than you at making him happy," Nidhi said, "He knows when he needs someone to take care of him, I'm the one to go to."

"And when he wants a good fuck," Nabha said, "He goes to me."

Nidhi growled and pulled tighter. Nabha screamed and reached for Nidhi's hair.

"Both of you stop it this instant!" Kavya said. She stood there fuming till the girls let go of each other. They slinked back to their sides of the table, glaring each other down.

"First of all," Kavya said, "No one is fucking anyone. Understood? You're helping your brother. Just sticking a dick in you for a minute is not having sex. Trust me."

Both girls nodded. Kavya could see the muscles in Nidhi's arm slowly start to relax.

"Second," Kavya said, "Krish loves both of you very much. Nabha, I know that Krish goes to you when he needs a pal, someone to laugh with or watch a movie. But Nidhi, you and I both know that when Krish wants to be comforted, or if he really needs advice, he turns to you. That doesn't mean he loves either of you less. Just different."

"But Moooom," Nidhi said, "Krish really does go to Nabha more than me."

"I'm sure it feels that way, but I bet if we really looked it'd be equal. Plus, Nidhi, you just had your fertile time last week, so Krish was probably avoiding you a bit more. As he should. And don't forget, you both also need to share with Esther. Now, I want this to be the last time I hear of this. Understood?"

Both girls nodded sullenly. Kavya went back into the kitchen to finish cooking. Later in the day, though, she took Krish aside and talked to him. They agreed that he needed to do a better job of spreading the wealth. And Kavya knew that he would honor that. He really did love his sisters too much to intentionally hurt their feelings.

*

Kavya was wrong about one thing, though. The siblings were graduating to full on sex. It wasn't an immediate change over. Not at first. But Kavya kept getting hints - from hearing and watching and just from the way they all talked. Krish was spending less time getting himself ready and more just going in to his sister's rooms to get his relief.

It was natural, Kavya supposed. Why resort to a fist when a perfectly good vagina was waiting? In some ways, Kavya was glad. Krish was learning not to masturbate but, rather, to look for an actual woman. So she didn't exactly discourage the behavior as it became more common.

Everyone still acted under the pretense that Krish was rubbing himself to almost-orgasm, then finding a sibling. It was just that 'almost' was getting a wider and wider definition. Then, the inevitable happened.

Kavya was downstairs doing the laundry when she heard Esther call out. She walked up and called back. "Esther, honey, what's wrong?"

"Momma, Krish's fucking Nidhi!" she shouted. Kavya marched down the hall and swung open the bedroom door. There was Krish, between his oldest sister's long legs, just sawing back and forth. Esther stood to the side, gesturing like a ringmaster at the sibling's performance. Wide eyed at what was happening.

"Oh my," Kavya said. Krish grunted, but he didn't slow his pace one bit. He was totally naked. His toned bottom jiggled slightly with every push. Krish's hands gripped his sister's hips. Nidhi rocked back and forth on the bed. Her hair went everywhere. She made a little grunt each time her brother bottomed out in her.

"You said he was supposed to only do the end part," Nidhi said, "But he came in here and just stuck it in me."

"Krish is this true?"

Kavya heard footsteps echoing down the hallway.

"No way," Nabha said. She stood behind her mother, staring in wonder at her brother and sister on the bed.

"I'm sorry, Mom," Krish said, "I was in my room and feeling, you know. I was going to start rubbing but I know that's wrong. And then I thought, well, doesn't this solve the problem completely?"

"Well..." Kavya said, starting to feel herself pulled towards saying yes. I mean, I guess I should be proud of the boy in some way.

"M... Mom?" Nidhi asked.

"He's not hurting you now is he?" Kavya asked.

"Oh GOD no," Nidhi said, "Though he is... uhn... neglecting his lubrication duties."

"Sorry, sis," Krish said. He let go of her hips and started massaging her breasts.

"Oh, that feels great, Krish," Nidhi said, "But I'd like it if you touched a little lower, too."

Krish obliged. He took one hand and started rubbing between his sister's legs. She moaned appreciatively.

"Well as long as you're not hurting her I guess it can continue, for now," Kavya said, "Just don't do it every time."

Given permission, Krish and Nidhi seemed to speed up. Their movements became more frantic. The sounds of their sex grew louder and less restrained. Instead of just lying back, Nidhi moved her butt up and down to match her brother's rhythm. Her sex hungrily stretched around his cock.

"But Mom," Nabha said, "It's not fair that Nidhi gets to fuck Krish and we don't."

"Yes," Esther said, "It seems like something we should each get to experience."

"I don't know..."

"It's OK," Nidhi said, her body bouncing, "OH! So good! Krish c... clearly knows how to treat his ssssssiiiiiiisters."

"Fine. It's agreed," Kavya said, "Now let's give them some privacy." She herded the two girls into the hallway and carefully closed the door behind her.

As she walked down the hall, she heard the telltale sounds of the siblings' shared crescendo.

*

Kavya had to run errands that afternoon, but she came home to quite a sight. Nabha was bent over the couch, completely naked. hair ran like waterfalls onto the cushions. Her prominent posterior hung over the armrest, lewdly displaying her vagina. Nabha had bragged to Nidhi before that her clitoris was easy to find and Kavya saw that her daughter wasn't kidding. Nabha's little man in the canoe was more like a giant in his yacht.

Krish stood behind his sister, just as naked. He had his hands on her hips and was lining his cock up like he was about to penetrate her.

"Oh, hey Mom," Nidhi said. She was sitting on the couch by Nabha's head, lightly stroking her sister's golden hair. Nidhi was fully clothed, but Kavya could see that telltale flush running up her daughter's neck. "We're just doing our sibling duties."

"Um, I can see that," Kavya said. She almost dropped her groceries to the floor. "But do you think, maybe, it might be better to, you know, do this someplace more private?"

"It was way easier to fit everyone out here," Esther said. She was standing by her brother's side, also still completely dressed. She had on her glasses and seemed to be studying the entire act like it was a new science project. Kavya practically expected her youngest daughter to have a notebook and a pen.

Kavya wanted to complain, something about this seemed particularly unwholesome. She couldn't say where it crossed the line exactly. The public aspect of it, perhaps. But then she'd already given them permission for that. The way all three girls were getting along, helping their brother, Kavya was almost proud. From a certain point of view.

"Can we get on with this?" Nabha asked, "This isn't exactly comfortable you know."

"Quit complaining and take your brother's dick like a good little sister slut," Nidhi said, giving Nabha a light slap on her cheek.

"Nidhi!" Kavya said, "I won't let you speak to your sister that way."

"Oh, I don't mind, Mom," Nabha said, "It's part of my ummm, lubrication process."

Kavya looked over and, sure enough, her daughter's vagina certainly seemed ready to take a penis. The lips were dark and hanging open. A thin line of girl drool dripped down to the carpet.

"Girls, I'm sorry," Kavya said, "Something about this seems off."

"Well, why don't you stay and supervise Mom?" Krish asked.

"That would be great Momma," Esther said, "That way you can correct us if we do anything wrong."

Oh Lord, preserve me. "Well, OK. I guess."

"Excellent," Krish said, "Ester Cat, will you go ahead and do the honors?"

Esther gave a little curtsey and stepped forward. She took her brother's cock in her hand and hung the head in Nabha's opening. She did it daintily, like hanging a dress that she wanted to keep wrinkle-free for a fancy evening.

Nabha made a little grunt as Krish started pushing forward. From this position, Kavya could easily see Nabha's vagina stretching to accommodate her brother's thick, purple pole. Krish sighed, content, as his testicles bounced against his sister. Fully buried between her legs.

"God that's nice," Nabha said, her voice muffled by the pillows. "You may be an idiot, bro, but you have the best cock."

Krish slapped his sister's ass. "Damn straight. About the cock part, I mean. Not the stupid thing."

"Seriously," Nabha asked, her voice muffled by the cushions, "You're making my point for me."

They moved in silence for a while, creaking against the couch. Krish ran his hands down his sister's flanks. Esther watched them both, intently. Sometimes bending down to get a different angle. It really felt like some sort of strange demonstration. Human Reproduction 101.

Krish moved almost gracefully in his sister. He was clearly trying to be gentle.

"Jeez, are you trying to tickle me or what?" Nabha asked.

"Language, dear," Kavya said.

"Well then tell Krish to quit messing around and fuck me," Nabha said, all pretense of propriety gone. "I can barely feel what he's doing right now."

"This is how Nidhi liked it," Krish said.

"Well save it for when you're with her, then. I'm a real woman and this pussy needs pounding."

"Every woman is different, Krish," Kavya said, "You need to respect what Nabha is doing for you, by understanding her unique needs."

"Oh OK," Krish said. He started to pump Nabha faster. His thighs slapped against his sister's ass. Squelching sounds filled the room. Kavya could smell Nabha's unique, feminine scent. There was something sort of beautiful about this, in a way.

Nabha reached back like she was about to rub herself, then stopped. Nidhi noticed her sister's dilemma. "Krish don't neglect your sister."

"I can't reach under her in this position," Krish said.

"I told you this was stupid," Nabha said.

"Shut up, slut," Krish said and slapped Nabha's ass so hard it left a hand mark on the cheek, "Take it like a good sister."

Kavya gasped but Esther held her back.

"Part of her...?" Kavya asked.

"Yep," Esther said, then shrugged. "I don't get it, but then, Nabha doesn't wet herself every time she orgasms, either. Like you said, everyone's different."

Krish was really plowing his sister now. Nabha's face pushed uncomfortably into the cushions. Rather than using his sister's hips to steer her, Krish was now holding on to them like handrails. As if he might collapse without them. His breathing coming in great gulps.

"Is he getting close?" Nabha asked, "I'm getting close."

"Well, Krish? Are you?" Nidhi asked.

"Uh huh."

"Well, OK then. Answer your slut-sis when she asks you something," Nidhi said.

Krish reached his hand forward and found his big sister's breast. "Holy fuck I love your boobs," Krish said.

"That's why she's our Chas-titty," Esther said, giggling. Krish, spurred on by holding his sister's breast, began frantically driving in and out of his sister.

"Ohhhhhh YES!" Nabha cried, "Harder, dammit! No, not my tit, dummy. My pussy. Goddammit, give it to me."

"Ahhhh... Getting close," Krish said.

"About fucking time," Nabha said, "I've been waiting forever to burst. Now fill me up. Give it to me good. Give to meeeeeee!"

Krish gasped, then roared. "I... I'm doing it, sis. I'm stuffing you full!"

Nabha was clearly cumming with her brother. Her mouth open in a silent O. Her head tilted to the sky. They both seemed locked in that moment, frozen in their ecstasy. Then it cracked and they both fell back. Krish bent on the ground. His sperm dripped down his sister's leg.

"Oh!" Esther said, "I'll get that." She reached with a tissue and scooped up Krish's spend. Krish stayed curled on the ground. Nabha stood up on shaky legs. Nidhi helped hold her up, and the two of them slowly made their way back to the bathroom.

Kavya looked at what her life had become and sighed. Well, she thought, at least that ought to hold them for a while.

*

 

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After dinner, Kavya got caught up in a show and stayed up far too late. She snuck upstairs, but saw a light escaping under the door to Krish's bedroom. Kavya knocked - she hoped her son wasn't up late, troubled with something.

She needn't have bothered. Instead, she found Krish laying back on the bed. Nidhi firmly planted on her brother's cock. Her body hung over him. He was holding her breasts in his hands while she slowly rode up and down on his member. Nabha was sitting next to them on the bed, naked as well. Watching intently.

"Lord, don't you ever stop?" Kavya asked, "It's two in the morning!"

"Shhhhh, Mom," Nabha said, "You'll wake Esther."

If their mother's presence bothered them, the siblings didn't let it show. Nidhi continued to ride her brother, moving almost sensuously - snake-like, Kavya thought. Krish's head rested against the pillows, eyes slammed shut.

"Krish couldn't sleep," Nabha said, "And my pussy. I mean my vagi..."

"It's fine," Kavya said, "Pussy is fine."

"Right," Nabha said, as if adding it to her ledger, "Well it was really sore from earlier today. So Krish agreed to suffer with second-best."

"Shut up!" Nidhi said, trying to slap at her sister, but she missed. Kavya noticed it didn't slow Nidhi's humping one bit.

"You're saying that I shouldn't put down Esther so easily?" Nabha asked.

"You're not... second best, Nidhi" Krish said. "You're practically perfect."

"Oh, I know, baby," Nidhi said. She rubbed Krish's head affectionately.

The three of them all kept going, as if they'd forgotten Kavya was in the room. She cleared her throat and finally the siblings froze.

"It's just all these positions," Kavya said, "What's wrong with lying back and letting your brother give you his cum?"

"Krish was really tired, Mom," Nidhi said, "I told him he needed release before he could sleep, but he wouldn't do it unless I helped him. You know Krish. He can be very stubborn."

Kavya stood there, in a bit of shock. The siblings took her silence as permission and Nidhi, once again, began riding her brother. She leaned forward, letting her breasts drag over her brother's chest and the two started to move more erratically. Urgently.

"Going to cum!" Krish cried. His sister straightened like she'd been shot. Her whole body trembled and her chest turned red. Then she fell forward and rested her head on Krish's shoulder. She reached up and petted her brother, lovingly.

"Thanks for my midnight treat," she said, then kissed him on the forehead. It all felt very matronly, to Kavya. Sweet in a strange sort of way.

Nidhi carefully climbed off her brother. A splatter of sperm dripped out of her and onto Krish's chest, but he didn't notice. He was already dead asleep.

"I still say he'd have been happier cumming in me," Nabha said.

"Nabha stop teasing your sister," Kavya said

Nidhi shushed them both. "Please be quieter. It took forever to get him down."

"Fine, we'll talk more about this in the morning," Kavya said. The two girls nodded sullenly, then all three of them tip-toed out into the hallway.

*

The next morning, while Krish slept soundly in his room, the rest of his family ate breakfast together in the kitchen. Kavya was glad to get some time alone with her daughters. Her plan had been working so well, but now it seemed to be spiraling out of control. Yes, Krish was almost certainly not masturbating. It was probable that he wasn't even touching himself, which was amazing - a goal she could never have even have hoped for.

But this craziness with the 'lubrication process' and doing each other all over the house. And did they really all need to be together every time?

"We thought you'd be happy," Esther said, "We're supporting each other."

"And it's not always all of us," Nidhi said, "Esther wasn't there last night."

"I'm still sad I missed it," Esther said.

"It was nothing," Nidhi said.

"You can say that again," Nabha said.

"Shut up, ," Nidhi said, taking a playful swipe at the middle sister. Then she turned to Esther "Krish was cranky before bedtime."

"God, why does he always fight sleep when he so clearly needs it?" Esther asked.

"Please let me talk," Kavya said, "I'm glad that you're all working together to help your brother, I really am. I just wish you could be more wholesome about it."

"We don't want to upset you," Nidhi said, "But we also think we should be able to decide what's best for us."

"You're always welcome to come watch, Momma," Esther said, "To help, like, answer questions and stuff. We want you to be a part of this."

"Watch?" Kavya asked. That sounded uncomfortably close to something inappropriate in and of itself.

"Look Mom," Nabha said, leaning forward and looking as serious as she'd ever seen her blonde daughter, "You pushed us into this and we agreed. Now it isn't enough unless we do it your way? No. You made it our job and so you have to respect how we go about it. Unless you want us all to stop entirely?"

Kavya thought about calling Nabha's bluff. But she decided it wasn't worth it. Like they said, she was getting what she wanted. Did it really matter all that much if it wasn't happening exactly as she'd hoped?

"Of course," Kavya said, "You should do what you think is best."

"Thanks Mom," Nidhi said. They all shared a hug. Then Esther went upstairs to wake Krish for his morning 'exercise.'

*

When Kavya came home that night, she again found all her children on the couch. It seemed this was their new favorite spot, like a flock of geese landing in the middle of some random corporate park every spring.

All four siblings were naked. Krish was on his back on the floor and Esther was on top of him, like Nidhi had been before. Except Esther was facing towards Krish's feet. She was bouncing up and down, sort of distractedly.

Nabha sat by Krish's head. Her breast hung over his mouth. It looked a bit shiny, as if it was covered with his saliva. Nabha had a bit of a sour look on her face when Kavya caught her eye. The blonde made a deep sigh and shifted slightly, as if uncomfortable.

Nidhi knelt at Krish's feet, facing Esther. She held each of her baby sister's hands and she was speaking low, encouraging her.

"That's good, ester, keeping going up and down like that. Try to lean forward a bit more. Like I showed you," Nidhi said. She looked up, "Oh, hey, Mom!"

Esther did her best to turn around while still sitting on Krish's cock. "Hi Momma," she said, "I'm so glad you're here. Nidhi is assisting me with Krish."

"I can see that, dear," Kavya said. She did her best to keep her expression neutral. She'd agreed to... well, whatever this was. All that time she'd wanted to shed her responsibility, but now that the kids had taken control she felt forgotten. Left out. "Don't let me stop you," she said, wistfully.

"OK good," Nidhi said, then told Esther, "Now try doing it on your own. How's that?"

"Reaaaaallllly good," Esther said, "There's like this... spot in there. His head keeps rubbing against it every time I move and it's like... FUCK. Lightning in my pussy."

"That's your g-spot," Nabha said. She kept looking at Krish and then back at Kavya. As if contemplating something.

"It's, like, the other side of your clitoris," Nidhi said.

"God, I can only imagine what it would be like to stimulate both at the same time," Esther said, "Too bad Krish can't get it from there."

"Oh, I can do that for you," Nidhi said. She let go of one of Nidhi's hands and reached for her younger sister's sex. Kavya stifled a gasp. This was clearly them testing her. They didn't actually want to do these things. They were pushing boundaries. Making sure she'd keep to her bargain. That was all.

Esther moaned as Nidhi made contact. She started moving up and down faster, like rubbing herself between the rock and a hard place of her brother's cock and her sister's fingers. She reached over to Nidhi and started returning the favor. The tall brunette sighed as her youngest sister touched her precious center.

"Fuck it," Nabha said. Facing his feet, she straddled her brother. Nabha then wrapped her arms around Esther. Rubbed her youngest sister's breasts from behind as she slowly lowered her sex onto his mouth.

Kavya waited for Krish to say something. Instead, he tilted his head up and started to lap at his sister's eager quim. "Fffffffffffuuuuuuck," Nabha said, "Finally found a use for that big mouth of yours."

"Mmmhmm," was all he could say.

They had become like one huge monster, the four of them. A creature made of writhing arms and legs. Heads buried against each other. Only capable of moans and whimpers. Slowly sliding across the living room floor. Crawling towards forbidden euphoria.

Esther increased her pace on her brother's cock. Her movements got more desperate. Driven. Her sisters manipulated her from both sides. Nidhi shook as Esther rubbed her. Nabha trembled on her brother's tongue. And then suddenly the four siblings started to tremble as a massive shared orgasm rolled through them.

It started with Nidhi. She made a noise like she'd burned her hand on the stove. A loud "hssssss AH!" Her chest and face flushed. Nidhi's orgasm dominoed into Esther's. "Oh FUCK!" she bayed up at the ceiling. A burst of clear liquid shot out from her sex and spattered her sister's bare breasts. Krish grunted under Nabha, who suddenly bent back, mouth hanging open. A chorus of ecstatic cries and elated sobs. Gradually they slowed and carefully leaned back against each other.

Esther looked down at Nidhi, covered in her sister's girl cum. "Oh God, Nidhi, I'm so sorry," she said, sounding near tears.

"Oh, it's fine, baby. It's beautiful," Nidhi said and hugged her sister tight.

"You manage to fill our sister up, Krish?" Nabha asked.

"I sure Nidhi so," Esther said, "It's already leaking out of me. There's too much for my little pussy."

"That's all I've got," Krish said.

"Better not be," Nabha said, "My pussy is expecting her own delivery before the day is done."

Esther's sisters released her, and she fell sideways. A river of her brother's sperm seeped down her leg. Nidhi fell forward and hugged Krish.

"Such a good job," Nidhi said, "I knew you could do it." She kissed his head in that motherly way again.

"You think that was good, you should try his tongue," Nabha said.

"It couldn't be better than his cock," Esther said, "There's no way."

Nabha slowly stood, her legs trembling slightly under her. She went over and gave Kavya a kiss on the cheek. "So, Mom, now that Ester's pussy's been fed, what's for dinner?"

*

Kavya woke up earlier than usual, needing to pee. She rolled out of bed and made her way through the dark house to the bathroom. The sun wasn't even over the horizon yet, but the kids would all have to get up for school soon.

As she opened the door, she heard the hush of running water. Looking through the tinted glass doors of the shower, Kavya could barely make out Krish and Nabha. The blonde's legs were wrapped around her brother's waist. He was pummeling her into the tile wall. The two of them grunting and gasping.

Kavya didn't want to wait, so she quietly sat down and used the toilet. She watched as the two of them humped almost violently. Too involved in each other to even notice she was there.

When she was done, Kavya stood up and then slowly made her way out of the bathroom.

"I'm going to fucking CUUUUUMMMMMMMM," Nabha screamed as Kavya carefully closed the door behind her.