Ganga
He left just like that...
Such words causes me more pain but I can understand that I'm in fault as well. Yet still, I can't help being resentful over him. How could he talk so harshly with me?
I accept I did too, but I wasn't serious. Meanwhile, he sounded very much so...
Sighing, I drop the mop and walk to our room. My stomach hurts badly and my mind is so messed up. I can't help switching between resentment and despair.
One moment, I was weeping, thinking about mama and about my family. I miss them all...
And the next moment, I feel indignant. I know this is just the influence of my berserk going hormones but it's hard to keep myself in check.
'...'
Around 3.50 pm, I woke up to nothingness. The cramps have lessened and I slowly get up and refresh before doing the house chores.
Mama still hasn't returned—nor has he pinged or called me. He must be busy...
I passed the time by watching television series and playing games and waited until late evening...
Then I couldn't control myself from contacting him.
"Tell,"
"When will you be back?"
"It would take time,"
"Mm..."
I miss him.
"Bye," he disconnects the call while I fall onto the couch, craving for my mama.
Another few minutes later, my phone rings again and it was my mother!
"Amma!"
"How are you??"
"I'm fine mother!How are Appa, brother and sister's?"
"Everyone's alright ma, what about Mithun?"
"He's fine too ma, now he's out regarding his work..."
"On sunday?"
"Said there's some issues in office..."
"Seri...seri...and you know Valli's daughter is getting engaged by next month, on 30th,"
"What ma? She's very young!"
"I heard that it's a love marriage and she committed suicide and all...so her parents are rushing the marriage..."
"Ayo ma...I just hope she leads a good life,"
"Yes ma,"
"Will Mithun get leave on that day? If not, atleast you should come and attend the function Ganga. Otherwise your aunt wouldn't behave nicely with you..."
"I can understand ma...I'll ask Mithun mama and say..."
"Seri..."
'...'
At night 7.35, mama arrives, appearing worn out.
He was quiet and I didn't want to speak to him either, atleast not now when he looks so agitated and about to shout at whoever that crosses him.
He went into our room and I heard the shower being turned on. He was there a long while...
When he exits the room, I wordlessly watch him. He's in a black shorts and white loose t-shirt. For some weird reason, I was feeling scared.
He sits next to me on the couch but doesn't say a phrase...he just keeps his gaze straight on the television.
"Why are sitting like a stone?"
I let out a relieved sigh.
I thought he was going to scold me.
"Mamaaa..." I side hug him and lean onto his shoulder.
"I was terrified..."
"Why..."
"You looked so scary and you didn't utter a single word since you came back!"
"Well, you seemed quite stern as well and refused to talk to me all this while..."
"Me? Looking stern? I was shivering mama!!"
He smiles.
"Oh, building strong, basement weakuu..."
"Hmm..." I hug him more closer while he delicately rubs my back.
"Is the problem in office settled?"
"Ah, it's alright..."
"And mama, my mother contacted me and she said that Valli aunt's daughter is getting engaged the next month, on 30th,"
"Bu-"
"It's a love marriage mama and she's attempted suicide so her family is conducting the marriage soon..."
"Seri, but I don't know whether I would get leave on the day..."
"Amma asked me to come alone and attend the function If in case you wouldn't be able to get leave..."
"What...are you ready to leave your mama alone?"
He lifts my chin and kisses my lips, a very light one.
"No mama...but there's no other way,"
"Seri, let's see..."
"Hmm..."
"Ganga,"
He presses my right breast.
"Do you want it..."
"I do..."
"What If I refuse..."
He pinches my nipple between his fingers.
"Will you, really?"
He bites my cheeks and leans to my chest, kissing and sucking the nipple through the clothe—quite passionately.
Simultaneously, he rubs my womanhood over the skirt I've worn and I shriek in fear.
"Mama!!"
"I know,"
Still he rubs on the skirt and his touch seemed to reach my clit even through the panties and the pad...
It's so comfortable.
And when he undoes my bra and sucks on my breasts, I fell completely into a paradise...
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Mine, my beloved (On Hold)
RomanceIt's a cross-cousin trope story. Just a feel-good one with hot scenes! Set in a village! Ganga, an 18-year-old girl is insanely and divinely in love with her cross cousin, Mithun. She loves him unconditionally and to the extent that she would rather...