Date: Wed, 2 Apr 2008 04:06:44 +1300 (NZDT) From: aser dfr Subject: Monsoon Showers - 2 (Bisexual / Incest) ======================================================= WARNING: This story contains content that depicts same sex love, erotic content and incestuous encounters, should local laws and social laws prohibit reading such content , leave this page immediately. The reader is assumed to be mature adult.   ========================================================   Monsoon Showers - 2 It was a gloomy Sunday afternoon in July a couple of weeks after our rendezvous with the monsoon showers in the Sahyadris. We sat quietly in the living room of Umesh's 15th floor apartment in northern Mumbai, as we listened in disbelief to what our parents had to say. Umesh was overseas on duty and sensing that he would not be around mom and dad came to visit Alka and me..they had called earlier in the morning and said they had something important to talk to us and confirmed if we were alone. Our hearts sank as we both anticipated the inevitable. As I said last time our parents were both engineers, Dad had retired from his job and Mom still lectured at one of India's premier technical institutes...you have probably guessed they were pretty old given our ages, I was just 15 and Mom was turning 60 that year, she had me when she was 45..Dad was 65. Although we were a free thinking and a liberal family and pretty much unconventional in more ways than one....concepts such as incest were certainly not what Mom and Dad could ever digest. Since our monsoon trek, I was on a high and all of us, that is Alka, Umesh and myself had found more ways than one to make the most of our youth, nobody was expected to know about all this except us and ofcourse Gunnar and Meisy, who by now were overseas, so there was no possible way Mom and Dad would know anything at all..........since that wonderful weekend Alka had openly confessed that she enjoyed making out with me more than anyone else, her hubby Umesh also said the same and since that day I had sizzling sex with them several times a day..and with each encounter Alka loved it even more....to such a point that she had stopped having sex with Umesh or atleast appeared to ignore him at times...but he appeared to be more obsessed with me than her, and he appeared to ignore her.....but it did cross my mind and perhaps Alka's, however unlikely it might seem that Umesh had probably dobbed us in a fit of jealousy. Mom and Dad arrived just after lunch and quickly guessed the worried look on our faces, after all she was our mother. We looked at each other and shrugged it out, but I had decided to confess my utter lust for Alka and Umesh, I was sure Alka would join me if required. Although I was just 15 I was totally aware of the biological and social fallouts of a incestuous relationship with Alka, Alka was 25 and we had a mutual understanding that we would avoid contact during the days where the possibility of conception is increased...and I can now proudly say that despite having a healthy sexual relation with Alka for so many years without either of us using any form of contraceptives, she has never ever had to carry our embryo or abort one. I have always prided myself with regards to my superb sperm counts, volumes and mobility that I am almost certain that just timing your sex right can avoid unnecessary pregnancies.......and I can write a book about that. But how was a 15 year old supposed to explain that to his parents just after a couple of weeks after loosing his virginity ? As all these thoughts whizzed through my mind...I was interrupted by Dad's calm voice as he begun clearing his throat he began; ? Alka .....Girish......we thought we should tell you something very important..that will almost certainly have a great effect on your lives..? He paused and for the first time, I looked into their eyes, Dad was calm but Mom looked away, and that made me even more nervous. He resumed, ? For all these years , both of you have been very good children and any parent should be very lucky to have such children......but there are some who never ever get to feel this way that we are now ? I was not sure what he meant by this, I tried to look at Mom who was now staring blankly out of the window, I could sense that she had tears in her eyes..she clenched Dad's fist as he spoke. He continued..? I thought.....you are now old enough to know some things about yourself..about who and what you are.........? He sipped some orange jiuce that Alka had offered them and again continued after clearing his throat, ? Alka I have probably been unfair to you more than to Girish because what I am going to tell you is a good ten years too late..? I looked at Alka who equally tried to make sense of it all.....but by now we were beginning to feel that it was not about our relationship after all. He continued readjusting himself on the couch ? Alka....Girish.....I am not your biological father....I was diagnosed with a rare condition that affected by ability to produce sperm...just after I married your Mom....we tried every trick in the book to conceive, but nothing worked....your Mom was healthy and time was running out for her.....and then we made a choice of getting her conceived through donor sperm or remain childless for the rest of her life.....she was adamant and preferred remaining childless...but I knew it would be very unfair if she did not have children.....as I knew she loved children and that she would be a very good mother...which she has proved me right by having fine kids like you? There was a deathly silence in the room, I stared at the floor in disbelief and all those wonderful memories with Dad flooded my mind, I choked with emotion and tears swelled up in my eyes. After what seemed like eternity ...I heard Alka ask....?Then Dad ....who is our biological father ??Mom stood up and paced the living room and started.. ? Alka back then, we used to live in the chawls of Girgaon in south Mumbai.....there was a poor Brahmin priest in the neighbourhood.....both of us had jobs and saw that the Brahmin could barely make his ends meet and solely depended on the handouts that were offered to him during Hindu rites.....he had a young wife and a bright young lad, Madhav. Madhav was a talented boy and we decided to sponsor his education without actually adopting him....I was almost 34 then and we had been trying to conceive for more than 10 years....and as your Dad said time was running out for me......it was a very traumatic phase of my life and sometimes there were differences between us, and we were on the verge of separation...atleast it was your father's ploy to get out of the marriage so that I would remarry and have kids of my own.....there were times we did not speak for days......I became an introvert and would only go out of the house when absolutely necessary....I had given up my job. I would tutor young Madhav who had just turned 10...............he was a extremely gifted young boy with many talents....like many gifted kids he matured early....he was bigger and more athletic than other kids his age and I could sense that he had attained sexual maturity by the time he was 10 years old.........I would see that he was suddenly more interested in his body and more than once cought him touching himself......he was otherwise a shy kid.....but extremely curious and intelligent......I told him about the changes he was going through..and although initially he blushed.....later he was bold enough to ask intimate questions, as they were poor he only wore skimpy khaki shorts and a bush shirt which he wore since he was about 8...as they could not afford new clothes, he was a growing boy and the clothes were barely enough to conceal his growing body, his shorts often left very little for imagination and we could see that he had a large package...mature enough to produce babies......your Dad and me had noticed this...and sensed that this young body could produce sperm of superior genetic quality........one night just after Diwali, when Madhav's parents were visiting relatives we invited him for a sleepover.....it was a cool November night and I could not resist seducing him to have sex with me, I was surprised that he was such a natural and he impregnated me in his first intercourse ever.....he was amazing in sex and over the next few years I saw him grow up into one of the finest men ever seen........to our dismay he also took to his father's profession and is still a priest and a bachelor............Alka was born out of my first intercourse with Madhav and 10 years later when I was 44 I met him when he was 20.......and the handsome young man bore me you.....Girish....Girish you are a finer version of Madhav...I can bet and I am proud of you.....? Mom paused and certainly appeared relaxed now, she hesitatingly approached us but we were as proud of her as we were that morning..........we were relieved too, but all 3 of us felt very sorry for Dad......I hugged him and reassured him that I was still his son and was immensely proud of the support and respect that Mom and Dad had for each other. Alka prepared some tea and our curiosity regarding Madhav took the better of us, Dad told us about him. We understood that afternoon that soon after Madhav had his first intercourse with Mom which resulted in Alka, he countinued to have a steady relationship with Mom, soon after that he impregnated his Aunt and several other women in the neighbourhood, his stunning good athletic looks and his chiselled features would make any suitor go weak in their knees, his religious father disapproved of the young boy's promiscuity and was further shattered when he came to know about his homosexual inclinations too, Madhav had many young men as  sexual partners. By 15 like me he was a beautiful young man, 6'2?.......72 kgs........a 9?shaft.........lemon sized balls.......strong broad butterfly shoulders.........narrow waist...........sinewy limbs.......sexy arms, thighs and calf muscles.........a face to die for sexy deep eyes......seductive lashes......kissable mouth.......soft lips.....pronounced jawline and a aqualine nose..........sexy feet with a admirable high arch..........and a masculine grace that would make Gods crazy with lust. Getting into trouble with jealous husbands and other lesser men, he had to relocate to another neighbourhood at his father's brother's place, there he fathered 4 boys from his Aunt after his uncle kicked him out he settled in with a very wealthy Parsi industrialist, the Parsi man who was then 40 was mesmerized by Madhav's beauty and virility that he submitted to the young boy and remained his slave until his death. Madhav also fucked the Parsi man's family, his 18 year old son was also Madhav's slave.............and it is known that Madhav impregnated the Parsi man's wife, mother and daughter in one sex orgy ................Madhav was known to cum several times within a space of a few minutes...each time producing copious amount of baby quality sperm. The 3 boys Madhav fathered in that orgy are now heir to the Parsi man's industries, his son is Madhav's sex slave and is addicted to boy love...he never married and had kids. By the age of 20 just after he fathered me , Madhav apparently tired of his sexploits decided to withdraw from the limelight and became a full time Brahmin priest and is now fellow at the Deccan Anthropolical Society, he also conducts a Gurukul where he teaches young boys, he now has a property in the Konkan where he runs a residential school teaching young boys the values of sustainable living and Vedic science. He keeps immensely fit and his only form of excersise has been push ups, pull ups, running, swimming and squats. He is also known to be a Mallakhamb expert. He still has a healthy and active sexual life and is claimed that he has fathered a total of 174 fine children from 123 women till now, some of the boys in his Gurukul are believed to be his boys...I will soon find out. I knew that I had Madhav's genes and my looks and sexual appetite proved that, although I have not yet begun fathering children, but would soon break his records also I am more into boys and men. In the last spurt of growth just before my 16th... I now stood at 6'3? ......... 75 Kgs.........10? cock.............tennis ball sized testicles............a face identical to Madhav's ........a body almost identical to Madhav's........but a shade darker and smoother..........I produced massive amounts of cum thanks to the size of my balls and a extra large prostrate. I had a voracious sexual appetite and could cum 15-20 times a day..............I could hold my massive erections without going limp for 10-12 ejaculations in a row..........no hole is too tight for me.....I feel sorry for the young men with tight holes......who had to take me in..............but all have come back for more..........I have had absolute strangers ready to be fucked by me within 5 minutes of seeing me............I could not hold my massive package in any kind of underwear.....I would walk stark naked whenever possible. Immediately after Mom and Dad left after telling us about Madhav, both of us were feeling extremely horny, as soon as they left the house ......I stripped down and carried Alka into the kitchen, I set her on the platform and undid her pants and undies, I lifted her and in one go slid my massive hardon into her wet pussy, she yelped and urged me to go slow.........she swung her arms around my neck and pulled my face into her's ......and we engaged into one of the raunchiest tongue dance  ever......she clasped my torso above my waist and squeezed my abs with her thighs....every time she did that  I slowly pulled in and out of her.......my hands raced through her hair as we kissed....the other hand massaged her breasts until they hardened............by nipples hard by now......scratched her chest........I carried her to near the wide window....where I fucked her standing with my back to the window, it was raing outside and the cool moist wind with droplets hit our warm bodies..........we let go of the kiss and she immediately started biting my shoulders and her hands felt my muscular but lean arms, chest and shoulders.........I flexed my hips and got my strong hamstrings and calf muscles to deliver the thrust into her while standing.....soon I got the rhythm and knew where to slow and swirl my hard muscle inside her love hole.......she started getting high and clamped tightly against my body......she is a triathlete and had strong legs...........her clamping arroused me further and I bent my legs and relentlessly pounded into her , hitting her G spot every time, she shuddered and madly kissed me biting my lips in the process I knew she had come, soon after that I felt my balls pull up .....all this time my pre-cum and her vaginal juices were dripping and flowed over my legs onto the floor where there was a small puddle......at one point I almost slipped over the slippery mess on the floor while arching into her........just after she was relaxing after her shattering first of many orgasms I felt a strong jet forcing through my long shaft into her, the first spurt delivered a massive ammount of cum deep inside her ......it was followed by 8-9 more spurts.......our hearts were racing and both of us slowed down a bit , but my hard on was still as intense when it begun.........within 2-3 minutes of sensous caressing and foreplay, I started to regain the urge to thrust in and out of her, this time it was not as vigourous as the first, but ceratinly more enjoyable.......our sweats mixed and I raised my arms.....Alka sniffed my armpits and that aroma threw her into a overdrive........she threw her head back and rested her luscious arms on the window sil while still clamping onto my torso with her strong legs...while she was impaled on my 10? monster.....I bent forward and sucked her breast and caressed her torso with the arm that was not resting on the window sil..........by now I was thrusting very hard into her with long slow motion...this time she climaxed twice before my next shattering orgasm...........after my second orgasm I was sweating like a pig.......even the cool moist air from the window could not cool us down............the mess on the floor was growing and even more slippery, still impaled on my shaft....I carried her to the bed room and laid her on their bed.....switched on the ceiling fan and continued with the divine ritual that males in my family were born for.....after a couple of cumming sessions on her bed...I carried her into the shower and both of us climaxed another 4 times there before ending on the dining table where I spewed some more sperm into her another 4 times......after that I was still hard but was just too tired to continue....or copulation had gone on on for the last 90 minutes and I was still hard.....I slumped into the couch and let the fan dry out the sweat off my naked body still with a raging hardon.....my balls ached....and I soon drifted into a deep slumber. While I slept, Alka took a shower and retired inside, I lay naked in the living room.....I was awakened by the sound of someone talking and felt a soft sheet on my body.......I was startled to see my parents and Alka sitting on the lounge arround me, apparently my parents returned as their car broke down and they decided to spend the night at Umesh's place, they found me lying naked with a raging hardon and Mom asked Alka to cover me with a sheet.........I later found out that she had confessed that she was intensely in love with her younger brother and that I was a natural love making machine like Madhav, they spent the evening comparing my libido with Madhav's.......my Mom even commented that my endowment looked exactly like Madhav's but darker. I was relieved to see that my parents approved of our relationship and warned us to be responsible at all times, now I had Alka almost every day more than once, and when her vagina was not ready for her horny brother, her mouth and sexy Umesh were always there, both of them worshipped my tool and just could not live without it, now nothing could stop me from fucking Alka in her cunt except during her pregnancy.............shortly afterwards Umesh made her pregnant. Ofcourse she had lots of boy protein throughout her pregnancy and whatever was left I fed it into Umesh's tight ass. I also learnt to eat sperm and had Umesh's seed for breakfast every day. And my list of partners grew exponentially outside the family as well, I was now 17 and every female in the neighbourhood wanted my babies, I would even get invited to far off places where sterile husbands needed good quality sperm for their wives.........I felt like a gigolo.......but thats the way nature is, the best male gets to father the most children. But my taste for boys was to grow, as I only loved one woman that is Alka but boys and men offered what no other woman could ever, and where else would I be introduced to that pleasure than Madhav's Gurukul in the Konkan......more about that next time.