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A Divorced Woman Awakens: Chapter 5 – Subjugation

26 Friday Sep 2014

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By Vatsayayana Kumari 250x141

 

 

 

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Previously… 

Janice went on sucking Shanthi’s swollen labia and the clit as she twirled her fingers in the snatch. Shanthi thought she would faint. She could hear herself panting and gasping and telling Janice that she was going to cum.

Tension started building inside Shanthi’s cunt. As she approached her orgasm Shanthi arched her back and started to scream. Janice released Shanthi’s engorged clit from her mouth and pulled her fingers out of her cunt. As her orgasm subsided Shanthi felt herself coming back to normal.

Janice placed her mouth on the entrance of Shanthi’s vagina and sucked. She lapped up every drop of the juice oozing from her new found lover’s cunt.

When she had finished sucking  Shanthi’s cunt, Janice got up from the floor, smacking her lips, and Shanthi lowered her weak and trembling legs. Janice pushed Shanthi back on the bed and kissed her, letting her young lover taste herself on her mouth, lips, and tongue.

“Janice, that was wonderful,” Shanthi whispered between kisses.

Shanthi couldn’t believe that the tongue and lips of another woman made her attain her first real orgasm in her life. She wondered why she never got such delirious climax when her ex-husband rammed her with his rock hard cock.

“Now, dhuwa, can you understand why women want me to make love to them instead of their husbands?”

“Yes, Janice. I understand that. I love you.”

“Then would you be a wife to me Shanthi?”

“Yes, Janice. Hereafter, I am your wife.”

“Not my wife, but only one of my wives since I am insatiable.”

“Yes. Yes. I’ll be one of your wives until I die. My body is all yours. Do whatever with it.”

“Are you sure?” Janice asked.

“Yes, Janice. I now feel that I am a lesbian. Call me anytime, day or night. I will come to you. Use me any way you want to. Please love me, your dhuwa, your Shanthi.”

Before Shanthi could finish, Janice’s lips closed over hers. She slipped her index and middle fingers into the young woman’s wet and slippery cunt. She moved the fingers in and out while her thumb titillated Shanthi’s clit. The juices started flowing once again and the older woman pulled her fingers out and brought it near Shanthi’s face.here is your cunt juice. Smell the most arousing scent in the world. The aroma of a woman in heat.”

Shanthi smelt the pungent odour of her own cunt juice, and she liked it.

“Dhuwa, you like it, don’t you? Now taste it.”

Janice stretched her fingers towards Shanthi’s mouth. The young woman obeyed. She lapped her juice from the older woman’s fingers and sucked them clean. Shanthi felt an erotic thrill sucking her own cunt juice from the fingers of the older woman.

“Now dhuwa, I am going to teach you to taste the pussy of other women. I am sure you will love it.”

“How? Show me,” Shanthi said.

Janice pointed at her cunt. “The one place to start is here. Will you suck my mature pussy, with your young lips, dhuwa?”

“Yes, Janice. I will. I was waiting for you to tell me to do it.”

Janice spread her thighs wide and Shanthi slid her hand between them.

“Come on dhuwa, can you feel the heat of my cunt?”

“Yes, Janice.”
Shanthi felt the wetness of the older woman’s oozing pussy juice. Janice pressed Shanthi’s hand between her dripping cunt lips. Shanthi sensed Janice’s urgency.

“Dhuwa, my cunt is aching for your tender touch. Play with my clit and bring me to orgasm.”

“Janice, your cunt wet and soggy.”

“It’s because of sucking your cunt juice.”

Shanthi poked three fingers into Janice’s soggy cunt and wriggled them inside increasing the flow of her juice.

Janice moaned in ecstasy. “Dhuwa, you are making me wetter.”

Shanthi withdrew her fingers from Janice’s cunt. She sucked her fingers as the older woman looked at her.

“Janice, your cunt juice tastes good.”

“That’s what all my lover girls say.”

“It tastes better than mine.”

“Now place your mouth on my cunt and suck me. Lap up all my juice, every drop of it with your tongue,” Janice commanded.

Shanthi parted Janice’s wet cunt lips with her fingers and placed her lips on the labia. Janice wriggled at the touch of Shanthi’s lips. She pushed her cunt forward.

“Now, dhuwa, run your tongue over my labia and find my clit.”

Shanthi’s slithery tongue found Janice’s clit. She moved the tip of her tongue around it in circles, like Janice had done to her a while ago.

Janice slipped her hands behind Shanthi’s neck and ground her pussy against the younger woman’s face. Janice’s juice smeared all around Shanthi’s mouth. Shanthi whimpered as she found it hard to breathe, but she did not stop. She sucked and swallowed whatever juice she was able to suck. She took turns to move her tongue around Janice’s clit and lap the juice oozing out of her cunt.

Janice moaned as Shanthi plunged her tongue deep into her oozing cunt.

“Oh, God! It feels good, dhuwa,” Janice cried out as she reached her orgasm, shoving her cunt against Shanthi’s face.

“Yes, dhuwa. Yes, that’s the way, now suck and drink my juice,” Janice said as she flooded Shanthi’s mouth with her oozing.

Shanthi sucked Janice’s cunt dry, she looked up with the tip of her tongue poised at Janice’s swollen clit.

Janice smiled at Shanthi she said, “Thank you dhuwa, it was fantastic.”

Shanthi looked at Janice and her eyes blurred with tears of happiness. “It is I who must thank you Janice for making me attain orgasm that I never had before in my life.”

“Now, dhuwa, I see you are crying. I love you.”

“Janice, will you marry me?” Shanthi asked.

“I have a husband, dhuwa, but I don’t have a wife nearby to serve me when I need sex. From now on you will be my first wife and this bed is yours from now on when Freddie goes to Colombo or elsewhere. When Freddie is in town and your mother goes to Colombo, I’ll come to your house and share your bed. Is that okay with you?”

Shanthi beamed with joy and said, “Yes, Janice. My bed is yours forever!”

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A Divorced Woman Awakens: Chapter 4 – Consummation

26 Friday Sep 2014

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By Vatsayayana Kumari 250x141

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Janice with a seductive smile got onto the bed. She leaned against the headboard with a cushion placed on her back. She parted her legs, to reveal her smooth mound devoid of any pubic hair. The older woman’s vaginal lips puffed up with excitement. She poked two fingers into her vagina.

“Dhuwa, you have made me wet.”

Shanthi smiled.

“Now remove your clothes and show me the body that drove me wild from the day I first saw you?”

Shanthi was happy to hear that Janice liked her body. She removed her nightie.

“Now dhuwa, remove your bra and panties. I want you naked like me.”

Shanthi removed her bra and panty and stood naked before the older woman.

“You have a beautiful body, dhuwa,” Janice said.

Shanthi felt shy and nervous. She pressed her right hand against her hairy mound.

“Come on, take your hand off. I want to see what you are hiding from me.”

“I haven’t shaved like you,” Shanthi said.

“Never mind. I love hairy bushes.”

Shanthi lifted her hand and revealed her dark pubic region.

“Dhuwa, come to me,” Janice said, stretching her arms.

The younger woman clambered onto the bed and crawled into the older woman’s arms. Janice pulled Shanthi against her. She placed her thighs around Shanthi’s waist and smothered her face against her large breasts.

Her left hand stroked Shanthi’s back. She placed her right hand on Shanthi’s neck and pulled her towards her. She placed her mouth on Shanthi’s lips and kissed her. They kissed in the heat of passion.

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After a while Janice pulled away. She asked Shanthi to sit beside her. She hugged Shanthi and started kissing her. Her right hand groped between the younger woman’s thighs. Shanthi spread her thighs as much wide as possible moaning into Janice’s mouth. She sensed the older woman’s fingers feeling their way to her pussy. The fingers started to explore. They rubbed the sides of Shanthi’s slit and pulled her outer lips apart.

Shanthi was no stranger to masturbating, but this was just incredible. Shanthi had never been aroused and turned on as she was at that moment. Janice’s exploring with fingers found Janice’s clitoral hood. Janice rolled her fingers over the hood and stimulated Shanthi’s clit in ways she could never have imagined. Shanthi felt her juices flow like never before. Both the women groaned into each other’s mouths as Shanthi became wetter than she had ever been.

“Dhuwa, how are you feeling now?” Janice panted after several minutes looking into Shanthi’s eyes. Her fingers wriggled deep inside the young woman’s cunt.

“Oh God, yes!” Shanthi gasped, “Your fingers are wonderful!”

“Well, let me now taste you,” Janice chuckled as she pulled her fingers out of Shanthi’s cunt and placed them in her mouth. She sucked Shanthi’s juices from her fingers.

“Dhuwa, you taste good,” she purred, “I want more of that!”

Janice got off the bed. She asked Shanthi to sit at the edge of the bed. She knelt on the floor between the  young woman’s parted legs and pulled hervbottoms towards her. Knowing the older woman’s intention, Shanthi lifted her feet upwards and spread her thighs wide apart. She got a vicarious thrill as she displayed her cunt to the older woman.

Parting the dark hairs on Shanthi’s pubes with her fingers Janice spread the young woman’s labia. She peered at the young woman’s pinkish vagina.

“I love to look at other women’s pussies,” Janice said.

She wiggled her fingers between the engorged folds of the labia. Her fingers found the swollen pulsing clit in the upper part of Shanthi’s vagina. The rosy clit was protruding outside the confines of the clitoral hood. Janice moved her index fingers in a circular motion over and around the hood. Shanthi’s labia swelled more and their pink colour deepened to a darker pink shade.

“Oh, Janice, please, don’t stop, please…”, Shanthi moaned with pleasure as the older woman fingered her clit.

“Oh, dhuwa, you’ve made me so hot with your young body. I want to love every inch of you. I want to show you what my tongue can do.”

Shanthi slid down the bed while Janice pulled her towards her. Shanthi’s cunt was in front of her face.

“That’s it dhuwa. Push your sexy hairy cunt towards me. I want to taste, suck and eat your cunt.”

Janice slid her tongue over Shanthi’s outer cunt lips. She sucked on the soft exposed pinkish flesh.

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As an experienced lesbian, Janice knew how to please the younger woman. Her tongue probed and found Shanthi’s clit. She covered it with her lips and teased it with the face of her teeth. As the clit enlarged gorged with blood, the young woman started grinding her cunt against the face of the older woman. She was shaking, gasping, She cried out with sheer untamed pleasure. Janice never let her go and went on sucking the younger woman’s cunt. Shanthi’s juices started flowing like never before and her young body trembled with sheer unbridled pleasure.

Shanthi moaned with pure ecstasy, “Janice, yes, Janice, suck my slit. This is the way I wanted someone to make love to me. To suck and make my dry cunt ooze. Janice, I love you.”

Janice pulled Shanthi’s labia apart and jabbed her tongue again and again into the oozing cunt. Shanthi felt the tongue of the older woman going deep into her oozing cunt and enjoyed the sexual release the experienced tongue was giving her.

Shanthi could feel her climax building up within her. She knew it was going to be the biggest spasm she would ever experience. Her nipples swelled into little hard nuggets. She felt a fire in her groin as the older woman’s active tongue went deeper into her oozing cunt. One minute the tongue probed into her cunt, and the next it was rubbing and titillating her clit.

Shanthi felt a great tension growing inside her. She felt Janice suck her clitoris and ramming two fingers in and out of her slippery cunt.

Shanthi slid her fingers into Janice’s hair and pulled her to her womanhood. Her muscles went taut, and her cries filled the bedroom. She jerked her groin in a spasm against Janice’s face as she sucked on her pulsating pussy. Juice oozed from Shanthi’s cunt.

The orgasm she experienced was quite different from the mild ones she got when she masturbated. This was pure ecstasy. She had never imagined this euphoric sensation was ever possible.

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A Divorced Woman Awakens: Chapter 3 – Initiation

25 Thursday Sep 2014

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By Vatsayayana Kumari 250x141

 

 

 

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“Let me make you forget Roy,” Janice murmured, looking deep into Shanthi’s eyes. “With me, you will feel so good and you won’t even think about what your hubby did to you. Would you like that?”

“Yes,” Shanthi replied.

“Close your eyes honey,” Janice told her, and Shanthi obeyed. She shivered anticipating about where this was heading to.

Janice inhaled the aroma emanating from the young woman’s aroused body, as she moved her face in. She placed her warm lips on Shanthi’s lips. It felt nice. Shanthi sensed Janice’s tongue touch her lips and trying to part them. She opened her mouth, letting Janice’s tongue find hers. Roy had never kissed her like that.

“Did you like it? Do you like the way I kiss you?” Janice asked as their mouths parted.

Shanthi was shy to answer, but she managed to say, “Yes, I did.”

“Would you like me to kiss you again?” Janice asked as she fondled Shanthi’s breasts.

“Yes, please,” Shanthi murmured as she saw the carnal desire in the older woman’s eyes.

Janice kissing Shanthi

Shanthi opened her mouth to let the experienced woman’s slithering tongue. Shanthi responded more this time, enjoying the sensation of Janice’s tongue playing with hers. Their lips worked in unison. The two women sucked the nectar from each other’s mouth. Janice’s hand squeezed Shanthi’s breasts harder. Shanthi moaned with pleasure and placed her palms on Janice’s chest and started fondling her large breasts. She accepted what was happening, and the thought of having sex with an older woman excited her.

Just then the phone rang. They parted their mouths with reluctance. Shanthi went to the hall. After a few minutes she returned to the bedroom.

“It was my mother. She told me to ask whether you can sleep in our house and keep me company.”

“Yes. I will,” Janice replied.

“Thanks, Janice. Won’t uncle object?”

“No. Don’t worry about him. He has gone to Colombo and will return only on Monday morning.”

“Then you will come over here and sleep in my house?”

Janice wanted to complete the initiation of the young woman into the world of Sappho. She knew Shanthi would fall into her trap if she played her cards right. Also, for the past three months she did not have any sex sessions with anyone and was hungry for sex.

“Dhuwa, I have a better idea. Why not lock up your house for the night and come over  here and sleep in my bed?”

Shanthi mulled over the suggestion.

“After Freddie returns, I’ll come and sleep in your house until your mother comes back.”

“Thank you, Janice. You are so, kind.”

Janice hugged Shanthi. “Anything for my darling dhuwa.” She kissed Shanthi’s cheek.

“Okay, Janice. I’ll come around ten.”

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After dinner, Shanthi went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, showered, and washed her vagina. Drying herself, she sprayed perfume all over her body, under her arms, on her hairy mound, and between her thighs. She wore a brand new bra and brand new panty and then wore a fresh nightie.

Just after ten she switched off all the lights and stepped out of the house. After securing the front door, she went to Janice’s house and rang the doorbell.

With a towel wrapped around her body

Janice opened the door with a towel wrapped around her body. Having showered, she appeared fresh.

After locking the front door, Janice asked Shanthi to sit on the sofa. She placed her hands on Shanthi’s shoulder and massaged.

“Shanthi, do you agree that a woman’s touch is special?”

“Yes, Janice. Your hands make me feel nice. Yes, I like it more than Roy’s. Your touch is gentler than his.”

“Dhuwa, have you come across a lesbian before?”

Shanthi startled by the question shook her head sideways and said, “No.”

“I am a lesbian. I hope this doesn’t upset you?”

“No,” Shanthi blurted.

“Do you know there are more women with lesbian desires, and find other women attractive?”

Janice stopped her massage. She led Shanthi to her bedroom and made her sit on the bed. With a flick she let the towel fall to the ground.

Shanthi couldn’t believe her eyes. She sat there transfixed, looking at the older woman’s voluptuous naked body. Her mound was completely bald, without any pubic hair and she could clearly see the older woman’s puffy vaginal lips.

“Do you like my body? Do I turn you on?”

Shanthi nodded, and said, “Yes.”

“Dhuwa, most women gaze at my breast. And, I get a vicarious thrill when they look at me, wanting me, wanting to fondle my breasts.”

Shanthi shivered with fear as well as desire for the older woman. She wondered what Janice, standing with her glorious naked body doing to her? Shanthi was unable to speak or move.

“Dhuwa, I understand what you feel just now. Don’t worry, I saw the same reaction in many married women I had made love to. Though startled at first, they too liked to explore their desires for me. After the initial conjugation with me, they didn’t regret a bit.”

The bountiful breasts of Janice entranced Shanthi. “Yes, Janice. I too have longed to touch your beautiful body and fondle your breasts,” Shanthi whispered.

“Come dhuwa. I have all that you need to be happy,” Janice said as she placed her hands around the back of Shanthi’s neck and pulled her forward. Her thrusting breasts were only inches away from Shanthi’s face.

“Dhuwa, I want you to touch my breasts. Feel their weight. Squeeze them hard. Massage them. Play with them.”

Shanthi reached out. She was curious. She wanted to know what it would be like to touch and feel the naked breast of another woman. It was the first time for her. She passed her hands across the soft orbs. She felt the weight of each breast in her palms.

“I hope you like my breasts.”

“Yes.”

“Then, play with them,” Janice said.

Shanthi rubbed her palm in a circular motion over Janice’s excited nipples. She pinched the taut extended nipples between her fingers and pulled them outward. She flicked and pinched them. Janice squirmed and moaned.

“Here suck them”, Janice said, rubbing her right breast against Shanthi’s lips.

Shanthi took hold of Janice’s heavy right breast in her hand and flicked the tip of the already excited nipple with the tip of her tongue. She covered the hardened nipple with her sensuous lips and ran the tip of her tongue around it in circles. She looked up at Janice’s face and saw her enjoying her ministration.

Janice raised Shanthi’s face and pressed her mouth on hers. The two passionate women kissed. Shanthi engulfed in the heat of passion tasted Janice’s saliva. It was delicious. She accepted Janice’s tongue inside her mouth.

Shanthi felt that something that had been dormant for years awakening within her.

“Janice, I am all yours now. My entire body is yours. Please teach me to love your beautiful body. Teach me how to love a woman,” she whispered.

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A Divorced Woman Awakens: Chapter 2 – Temptation

24 Wednesday Sep 2014

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It was Friday. When Shanthi returned from work, she went to get her house key from Janice. She knew that her mother after securing the front door would have given the key to Janice. It was usual for her mother to visit her son’s family in Colombo every three-month or so.

Janice was busy in the kitchen and after drinking the tea offered by Janice.

On entering her house, Shanthi felt lonely without her mother. She hated the monotonous life she was leading. She wanted some spice added to her life.

At 7 pm the doorbell rang. Janice went to the door and asked, “Who is it?”

“I’m Janice,” came the reply.

Shanthi opened the front door and Janice came in smiling.

After closing the front door Shanthi entered her bedroom and Janice followed her. Shanthi was aware that of late, Janice was showing more interest in her. The older woman standing behind Shanthi, wound her arms around her, and inhaled the sweet feminine aroma emanating from the young woman’s body.

“Shanthi, you smell nice,” Janice said.

“Oh, is it? I still did not have a bath after returning from work,” Shanthi said with a smile.

“Dhuwa, you smell womanly.”

Janice kissed Shanthi’s neck and squeezed her breasts covered only by the cotton nightie.

“How are you?”

“Feeling lonely and bored without Ammé.”

“If bored, why don’t you poke a brinjal, cucumber or carrot in your cunt and fuck yourself?” Janice teased.

“Are you mad?” Shanthi snapped. “No decent woman will do that!”

Janice just laughed.

“I use a dildo or a vibrator when I feel bored and lonely without a prick. Does that make me an indecent woman?”

“Why use a vibrator when you have your husband’s thing to please you?”

“Shanthi, my Freddie is impotent,” Janice replied.

“Oh! I am sorry,” Shanthi said, lowering her head.

“Why should you be sorry? When we got married, Freddie used to fill my cunt with his thick shaft and fuck me to his heart’s content. But now, I pity him. His dick doesn’t get rigid as before!”

“Then how…” Shanthi dragged.

“We got married when I was twenty-seven. After six years of marriage, Freddie had an accident while playing cricket for BRC. The ball struck his ding-dong and he became impotent.”

“Then, you did not have any sex afterwards?”

“Oh, no. I let some male friends fuck me when I travelled alone, without Freddie, to Australia. My younger brother is in Sydney. I was careful not to get pregnant.”

“How did you manage that?”

“Oh, silly girl, don’t you know that I am a nurse!”

“Sorry, aunty.”

“Here, here, how many times must I tell you not to call me aunty when we are alone! That word makes me feel old!”

“Sorry. Janice.”

“I have made my rule not to get fucked by men when I am in Sri Lanka. “

“You appear to be an insatiable woman. And so, how do you control your sex urge?

“How do you control yours?” Janice asked.

“I… I…”, Shanthi dragged.

“You masturbate, don’t you?”

“Yes. Sometimes,” Shanthi blurted.

“With what? Brinjals?”

“Cheekay! I use my fingers only. And, you?” Shanthi asked.

“I have many dildoes and vibrators in various sizes. Also, as I told you once, I am bisexual.”

“Oh my! Unbelievable,” exclaimed Shanthi.

“What? You don’t believe me?” asked Janice squeezing Shanthi’s breasts to emphasize what she said.

“Oh, I didn’t mean it that way! By the way, does uncle know?”

“Know what? Me, having slept with other men?”

“Yes.”

“Am I mad to tell him that I slept with other men behind his back and end my marriage?”

“You said you are bisexual. Does uncle know?”

“Oh, yes. When he saw me with a woman for the first time he just freaked out and shouted at us. That woman was his younger sister Helena. That day Freddie cried. He did not talk to us for a week or so. Afterwards, he made love to me in bed. He then asked me to be careful about losing my reputation.”

“So, he allowed you to carry on with your sister-in-law?”

“No. He told me to leave his sister alone and find some other female companion.”

“He is a good and understanding person.”

“Yes. He is. He loves me. He feels a woman cannot take me away or make me stop loving him. May God bless his kind heart.”

“I am jealous that you have an understanding husband.”

“Yes. My Freddie understands me and my need for sex.”

“By the way, where do you and other women get together? At your house?”

“In my house when Freddie is not in town else at their homes, when their husbands are out-of-station on business.”

“Or for some other private reason,” Shanthi added in a jovial manner.

“Yes, you are correct dhuwa. For some other private reason like clandestine trysts with their concubines or wives of friends.”

“By the way, you just said that uncle made love to you. How?”

“Oh, dhuwa. What he can’t do with his placid cock, he does with his virile tongue. When he sucks, I go to heaven!”

Shanthi couldn’t believe her ears. Janice saw the amazement on Shanthi’s face.

“Darling, didn’t your husband suck you?” Janice asked.

“No. Never.”

“Then you have missed the greatest pleasure a woman can get from her partner!”

“By the way, Shanthi, why did you leave your husband?” Janice asked.

Tears welled in Shanthi’s eyes. “Please don’t talk about it,” she said.

“No dhuwa, you must tell me all about him and what he did to you. Then, I can suggest what to do, and how to live a happy life hereafter.”

Feeling confident, Shanthi told Janice about her married life. She described how her cunt hurt during intercourse. Janice listened and felt sorry for the younger woman.

As an experienced nurse, Janice deduced that Shanthi was at fault for not approaching a gynaecologist for help. She also knew that reproaching the younger woman for her failure to find medical help will only antagonize her. So, she determined to play along with Shanthi.

Janice kissed Shanthi’s forehead. She then held the younger woman’s face and drew her to her bosom. “Now, do you feel better?” she asked.

Shanthi looked up resting her head on Janice’s breasts and smiled.

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