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ChastityChastityRina was disturbed. Her son Ritwik, or Rik, could it spot it a mile away as soon he came back from college and sat down on the sofa that covered half of the living room of their tiny flat in Bowbazar, a part of Calcutta that had seen better days. Normally she would have had a million questions — what was taught today? who did what? and said what? and so on while serving him his evening tiffin. But today, after a rather hurried hello, she had quickly retired to the tiny kitchen and Rik could see that she was generally pottering around there, but not doing anything much.Rik was puzzled or rather curious. He walked into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of cold water from the fridge. “Hi Ma, why are you so silent today?””Oh well, nothing,” Rina was a little vague, “just this and that and nothing much.””No, you are upset with something.” Rik took a gulp of water and put the bottle down on the table. “Tell me what is wrong?””Don’t worry k**do, I will get over it.””So let me help you,” Rik threw his arms around her shoulders and hugged her tight and suddenly felt something stiff under around her waist. “Oh, hey, what is this?”Rina was wearing a saree but unlike her usual position when it would be tied below her navel, today it seemed to be quite high but as Rik discovered as he patted her around her waist and along the crack of her butt, she was wearing something under it.”What are you wearing Ma?” Rina turned around to face her son and in the dim light of the kitchen, Rik saw a hunted look in her eyes.”Please, k**do, please,” she was obviously very embarrassed. “How was college?” she asked in a desperate attempt to change the topic.”No, you tell me what has happened and what is that beneath your saree.” He tapped on it.”I can’t.” she suddenly sobbed. “Please son, don’t insist.””Ok, Ma. Relax.” Rik grabbed his mother’s face and kissed her on her lips.With Rik’s arms around her shoulders, his body pressed into her, it was suddenly very cozy for his mother. Her tension drained away and she looked up, to see her son smiling calmly at her. Very reassuring. They clung to each other for a couple of silent minutes and then Rina said, “k**do, you need to know what has happened but to do that, I need to take off my clothes.”………………………………………..Rina was from the southern districts of Bengal, those bordering on the Bay, but very early in life, circumstances had brought her into the flesh trade in Calcutta from which she was slowly trying to extricate herself. Rik had been born when she was still shy of adulthood but somehow his presence had made her dream of being something different and in this she had latched on to Shanta-bai, Calcutta’s last classical singer in the kothi traditions of nawabi Lucknow. Through her she had managed to craft a career in music — not the traditional kothi music, of which there were hardly any patrons these days, but she did earn a tidy sum by singing popular and risque numbers in seedy bars and at social events. Not that this meant that she had regained her virginity! With her tall, lissome figure, dusky complexion, sharp features, large limpid eyes and a headful of hair that when left uncoiled would easily reach her hips, she had one hell of head turner of a body that she normally kept hidden under saree. But when performing in a variety of revealing dresses she had often been groped, fondled and been proposed to on numerous occasions, some of which had ended with Rina having to get into bed with powerful people on pleasant commercial terms.None of this was unknown to Rik. Growing up in a red-light area, he was no stranger to the sex trade but for some reason, perhaps because of the genes that he had inherited from an unknown father, his life had been moving along a slightly different track. His was the world of books and then, when his mother had arranged for a it, the vastness of the world wide web. Thankfully, it was only in the rarest of rare occasions that his mother’s friends would visit their flat, but even then he could easily withdraw himself into his own private cocoon while he could hear moans, grunts, slaps and shrieks as his mother would get fucked behind the doors of their bedroom. It was not that he was gay or impotent but when you live among nudity and sex, its power to arouse easily is lost and even though he had briefly seen his mother in the nude, since privacy was at a premium in the extremely small flat that they lived in, it had never been a very big deal for him, until that intriguing day after his eighteenth birthday …This was mid June and Calcutta was sweltering in a heat wave and waiting desperately for the monsoon to arrive and soothe the city. Humidity was intense and life was miserable especially for those who lived in cramped, squalid environments. Everybody was suffering but Rina was in a particularly bad shape. An itch that had begun in her pubic area and possibly inside her cunt was now spreading across her body and thick red weals had appeared on her buttocks, her back, her belly and now her breasts. What was worse was that since morning she had begun to feel dizzy. Reluctantly, Rina had agreed to allow Rik to take her to Dr Dutta, the only medical doctor who practised in the area.Dr Dutta was a rogue but a rather lovable rogue. He was about fifty but some unpleasant and accidental event in the early part of his medical career had forced him to hide in the seedier part of the city and then he had got used to the people and practices of the sex trade. He was competent and completely non-judgmental in his work but would never hesitate to flirt with, make a pass at or even solicit personal favours from his lady patients and yet when push comes to shove he would be generous with his money and his time. On many occasions when the women or their k**s were in trouble with the police or the pimps he would take the lead to mediate and sort out matters. In his own way he was a little pillar in the difficult community that he had moved into.There was a long crowd of patients in the doctor’s tiny waiting room and when Rina and Rik finally entered Dr Dutta’s chamber it was well past 9 O’clock. The room was tiny with a small narrow table along the wall and two chairs in the front. Towards the back, separated from the room with a short, dirty curtain, was a narrow passage that led to another larger room with a marble table and a wash basin.”Come in, come in Rina-bai,” Dr Dutta used the technically correct word “bai” that distinguishes a singer from a sex worker. “How can I help you?” He was sitting on the chair and his smile was as warm and friendly as ever. Rina sat down on the other chair explained her problem.”You will have to take off your clothes, Rina-bai, for me to take a look.” Dr Dutta was notorious for having his lady patients strip naked but since most of his patients were accustomed to this it was something that had never become an issue with anyone. But Rik was not sure about his mother stripping in his presence. “Should I leave the room?””You could, but the law says that a doctor should examine a lady patient only in the presence of her relatives and then,” he winked, “a fine young stud like you would certainly enjoy the sight of your mother’s naked body!””Oh Doctor-babu, he is my son dammit, please do not corrupt him.””Oooh, I know that Rik is different, he is into computers and all that ..””Shut up, Doctor, and get on with your work.””Ok, Ok, Rina-bai, please stand up and drop your clothes.”Rina was wearing a salwar-kameez, the pajama suit that is universally worn by women across India and it did not take her long to drop her pajama and pull off her shirt.”Since the itch has started in your pubis and has spread across your breasts, you need to take off your bra and panty as well.” Rina pushed down her panty and her thick bush of luxuriant pubic hair came into view. Next she stretched her arms to unhook her bra to reveal a coarse stubble under her armpits. Now that she was totally nude, Rina coyly placed an arm across her breasts, covered her cunt with a palm and stood expectantly in the middle of the room.Dr Dutta got up and gently removed her hand from her breasts and for the first time Rik was staring fully and openly at his mother’s perfect breasts.”Rina-bai, your tits are perfect.” He fondled them lovingly, running his thumb over the nipples and watching them harden. “But this rash is rather ugly.” He snapped back into his professional mode and continued with the examination of the belly and then the back. Inwardly, Rik heaved a sigh of relief as the sight of the doctor rubbing his mother’s hard nipples was making him uncomfortable in his own crotch! But not for long, because the doctor put his hand on Rina’s buttocks to pull her closer to the powerful lamp on his desk and with his other hand started feeling inside her pubic hair with his fingers.”The first thing we need to do is to shave off all this hair Rina, and then I can see better.””OK ..””This will take time and there are other patients waiting. So let me suggest that Rik and you go to the back of the chamber, behind the curtain, and Rik can quickly shave you clean.””Do we have the equipment?””Yes, I do, and in the meantime, I will finish off seeing all the other patients and get back to you when you are done.”It took about an hour but then they were almost done. Initially, Rina had been rather coy about the process but not having another option, she had rapidly shed her inhibitions about climbing onto the table stark naked, lying on her back, spreading her legs and having her own son spreading her pussy lips apart! Actually the rash was such that it would have been difficult, or dangerous, for Rik to actually shave his mother pubis with the razor that the doctor had given them. In fact, after consulting with Dr Dutta he had used a hair clipper to remove most of her pubic hair leaving a fine carpet of stubble that was a delight to run your fingers on. Now with a pair of scissors he was snipping off the odd strand that he could see after spreading apart the fleshy lips of his mother’s vagina. The armpits of course, being less affected, had been shaved clean.In fact, had it not been for the irritating burn all over, Rina would have actually enjoyed the light touch of her son’s fingers in her cunt, but even otherwise she felt that her body was responding in a manner that was not really appropriate under the circumstances. Rik had noticed that his mother’s nipples had hardened and there was a slight moistness in her cunt and of course it did not help matters to have his own erection tenting inside his jeans!It was almost 10 O’clock when Dr Dutta finished his last patient and came into room to find Rik wiping his mother’s crotch with a wet cloth. “We are done.””Good, and I can see from these erect nipples,” he lightly teased her tits, “that Rina-bai is quite excited about this treatment and her son,” and he tapped the bulge in his jeans, “is also quite happy about all this.” He grinned.”Will you please stop teasing us Doctor and do something about this burn.””Yes, yes, let me take a look.” Suddenly he was all professional again as he shone a powerful torch on the red spots that covered her body.”But it first began, here, isn’t it?” He tapped her crotch.”Yes,” nodded Rina, “and then it slowly spread all over.””When did you last have unprotected sex?””Ages ago, I am not into that business, you know.””I know, so what about protected sex? When were you fucked last?””Must be two years ago. The owner of the club where I sing was there for his birthday.””So the chance of an STD is rather low, but let me take a look anyway.” He picked a speculum, pushed it into her vagina and took a closer look.”Rina-bai, there is nothing to be worried about.” He was all smiles again.”What is it?””This is a fungal infection, because of the sweat and the heat, that has spread through your insides and is now emerging out across the rest of your body, but we can fix that quite easily.””That is good.””There is a cream that you will have to apply all over your body and there is a tablet ..””That I will have to swallow, right?””Yes, but not with your mouth but with your cunt.””Are you joking doctor?””No, this tablet must be pushed through your cunt so as to touch the infected parts directly — actually it is quite easy and I will show you how.””Now?””Yes, but first the lotion. Will you get off the table please.””Will you apply it now?””It is too late for you to go and buy the medicines now and I do not want you to suffer through the night. So let me start you off today with what I have and then you can buy the rest tomorrow.”Rina stood still in the middle of the room and Rik smeared the lotion, that Dr Dutta had poured out on his palms, all over his mother’s naked body. Starting from her face, her necks, her back, her breasts, her nipples — where he spent a little longer than what was perhaps necessary, drawing a strong glare from Rina, as they hardened again at her son’s touch — her belly, her buttocks, her crotch, her pubes, her thighs and all the way down to her ankles, there was no part of the body that was not anointed.”Ah, that was wonderful, the burn has disappeared.””But unfortunately, it will come back again, unless we kill the original infection in your vagina.””With the tablet that you want to shove in there.””Yes, and while you can do it yourself, it would be easier and more effective if I could teach Rik to push it in for you.””Great, first I have my son fondling my naked body and now you want him to shove a stick into my cunt.””I know that thats not what sons are for, but then, believe me you may even like it. Come, please kneel down on the floor.”Dr Dutta threw a pillow on the floor. Rina knelt on the ground and then went down on all fours. She placed her chin on the pillow so that her buttocks were sticking up in the air. Dr Dutta asked her to spread her knees so that the fleshy lips of her vagina were clearly visible from the back.”If someone were to fuck you doggy style, this would be ideal of course, but now we will do something even better.” He pulled out a thick, blunt syringe like device with an handle and a plunger. “You can keep and use this one and buy me a new one tomorrow.”Next he placed a big capsule containing a jelly like substance at the tip of the device and handed it to Rik. “Now young man, it is your job to stick this into your mother’s cunt.”Rik stared at this mother, kneeling naked at his feet, face on the floor, butts up in the air, legs spread and the pink of her cherry clearly visible through the gap. He adjusted his own trouser to loosen the tightness in his own crotch, where his raging erection was threatening to burst out of his undies, grabbed the syringe and allowed the doctor to guide it to the opening of his mother’s hole.”Now push it in, my boy, push it in as if you were really fucking her!”It was tough. Rina was so tensed that her vaginal walls were clenched tight and the big blunt syringe that her son was trying to push inside would not go in!”Relax, Rina-bai, you need to relax, think of this as your first fuck, when your curtain was torn.” and he patted her on the head and gently massaged her back. The trick worked. Rina relaxed and slowly the big syringe, nearly 8 inches long, went in till it was buried to the hilt.”Ok, and now for the medication .. and do this slowly.” Dr Dutta started twisting the syringe causing the capsule to break and the jelly to spill out inside the vagina. “Now Rik, now you do what I just did.”Rik took the syringe that was still stuck like a dildo in his mother’s cunt and started to twist it right and left and then at the doctor’s advice in and out, simulating in fact, the motion of real penis or a dildo.”How long do I do this doctor?” but his question was interrupted as Rina started to moan with pleasure. After all it had been ages since she had had such a stiffie in her cunt!!”You need to bring your mother to orgasm, Rik.””Orgasm, oh my god .. and all for an infection?””Actually for a sexual person like her, this continuous abstinence from sex has disturbed her biochemistry because of which this heat and humidity has felled her. None of us are that badly affected, you see.”That may have been logical but for Rina and Rik, mother and son, this was the most amazing treatment that they could have ever thought of. For the next ten minutes, Rik kept pumping the syringe into his mother’s cunt as she moaned and groaned and thrashed around and then collapsed on the floor after her first roaring orgasm in a long time.Dr Dutta gently removed the syringe from her body, washed it and gave it to her son along with the other medicines………………………………………………….Next morning, the monsoon finally broke with all it fury and the city was paralysed with waterlogging. It would be almost impossible for anyone to step outside but Rik and Rina could not care less. For lying in bed together were mother and son and both were stark naked!After the tumultuous treatment at the doctor’s clinic, Rina and Rik had hurried back to their tiny, top floor flat and once behind the privacy of their front door had sat down to analyse their feelings.”It was so very naughty of the doctor to have you make me come right in front of the two of you.” Rina grinned nervously.”But his treatment worked, aren’t you definitely feeling better now.””That is true, but after this how will I look into your eyes ….””Especially when I get an erection …””As you are getting now.””Can I help it?””No you cannot, so let me help you out of it.” With a practiced hand she snapped open the button of his jeans and pulled down both his trouser and his shorts.Rik’s erection sprang free and before he knew it, his mother had knelt in front of him and had started licking it with her tongue.”Oh Ma,” Rik squirmed with pleasure and moved back until he hit the bed and collapsed on it. Rina crawled along the floor and now the tables were turned. It was Rik on his back, trousers on the ground, legs spread, cock sticking out like a flagpole and his mother’s head was between his spread out legs!Rina opened her mouth and swallowed her son’s erection until she felt it thud against the back of her mouth. Then her head began to bob up and down, front and back as she sucked her son’s erection, while her hands fingered Riks testicles. For the still virginal Rik all this was too much and with a yell of pleasure he started to ejaculate thick streams of cum that splattered across her face, her eyebrows and dripped down her nose!And at that very instant, a crack of thunder rolled across the sky and it started to rain.Mother and son picked themselves up from wherever they were, quickly shed their clothes and ran to the only window that they had to stare at the rain. Six floors below, on the road, people were running here and there but had anyone looked up they would have seen a naked man and woman, actually mother and son, kissing and pleasuring each other as the rain, lashing at the window, drenched them in ecstasy.Later that night, after a hurried dinner, they had crept back into bed and had lain naked in each other arms.”You know something Ma,” whispered Rik, “this has been my fantasy for a long time.””What?””To see you naked, to have you in my arms and kiss you.””But I am your mother.””I know, but what can I do? You are such a sexy woman.””I know k**, I know that men are moved by their hormones but we have to be very careful.””Why?””Society does not approve of mothers and sons in such a relationship”I know, but how can I suppress my feelings? Can that rain stop falling because people do not like getting wet?””I know my dear and I understand your feelings but we need to be very discreet and carry on as if we have the same relationship that we have had for the past twenty years — the innocent son.””But what if I fail? What if I cannot stop myself?””From what?””From fooling around with you, like this.””I am all yours, k**, but please I have one request.””What?””Do whatever you want but please do not actually fuck me, please do not push it into me.””Why Ma? Why?””It is a taboo k** that perhaps we will overcome one day, but until then, we will make all the love that we want but do not put your prick into my cunt.””Ok Ma, your wish is my command.””And for that, I have one more present for you …..” and she started to stroke her son’s penis until it grew hard, stiff, long and exploded once again into a fountain of cream that she licked clean.That was two years ago, when Rina had first taken off her clothes in front of her son Rik……………………………………………………………..With Rik’s arms around her shoulders, his body pressed into her, it was suddenly very cozy for his mother. Her tension drained away and she looked up, to see her son smiling calmly at her. Very reassuring. They clung to each other for a couple of silent minutes and then Rina said, “k**do, you need to know what has happened but to do that, I need to take off my clothes.”Rik led his mother to the bedroom and stripped her of her saree. Next as she stood mutely, he untied the string of her petticoat and as it dropped to her feet, he gave a gasp! Girdling his mother at her waist was a stainless steel band but what was even more ominous was a strip of steel that dropped down from the middle, passed in front of her cunt, through her legs. Going behind her, he saw that the strip had split in two and formed a V the two ends of which were again terminated on the belt, near her back — Rina was trapped inside the modern version of the medieval chastity belt.”Oh God Ma, who locked you in like this? and why?”It has all begun last night when Rina had just finished a performance at one of those seedy hotels on Diamond Harbour Road, just outside the limits of the city. Some heavy duty politician was throwing a party for his henchmen and Rina had been called in to be the mandatory eye candy! With her hip length hair, the backless blouse that showed off her proud, pert tits and a lacy saree that was tied well beneath her navel, Rina was the perfect picture of the flirty Bengali housewife who had gone astray … and her performance had been a wild success!Her performance had stretched well past midnight and instead of trying to take a cab back to the city so late in the night, Rina had planned to spend the night at the hotel itself. But no sooner had she reached her room when there was a knock on the door. Expecting the bell boy to be bringing in a bottle of water, she opened the door and was taken aback when a big beefy man pushed himself into the room and sat down on the bed. For a moment she did could not recognise him and then she realised that this no one other than Mohammad, the dreaded don of Garden Reach — one of the most powerful gangsters in the city. Rina was shocked at his behaviour but knew better than to protest.”What can I do for you, Sir?””Do you know who I am?””Of course, Sir, how can I not …””Good. I have a simple proposal for you that I am sure you will agree to.”Rina was silent, not knowing what to expect, but Mohammad continued. “You must bear me a c***d.”Rina’s head reeled! She could have reluctantly agreed to spend a night or two with this most powerful person but to bear his c***d? at this age? when she already had a twenty year old son? the thought was too chaotic to comprehend.”Why me Sir?” Rina pleaded with folded hands, “I am sure that there are many other younger and more beautiful girls who will be happy to.””Why would you not be happy?” Mohammad smirked.”Sir, I have a son and it will turn our world all topsy turvy.””But you are the most perfect specimen of Bengali motherhood that I have ever come across and I have decided that you will be the mother of c***d.” Before she could reply, Mohammad, in one swift movement had grabbed her in one hand and with the other had pressed a scented towel, that he had pulled out from his pocket, against her face.Rina woke up next morning and found herself in large and comfortably furnished bedroom with large windows güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri through which the sun was streaming in. Wondering where she was and how did she get here, she suddenly realised with a start that she was stark naked — except for the contraption around her waist. Rushing to the mirror on a dressing table, she saw to her horror that she had been trapped in a chastity belt. Her cunt was now hidden behind a flat stainless steel mesh through which she could pee and her asshole was visible between the V shaped chains that ran across her butt. This was held together with a steel belt that sat, thankfully, comfortably on her waist just above the swell of her hips — and all this was secured with a small, but wicked looking padlock that sat at her navel. She could shit and she could pee but there was no way anyone could shove a prick into her cunt, unless he had the key to that little padlock. She was trying to twist and pull at the lock when Mohammad entered the room,”There is no point in trying to break it my dear, you will fail and hurt yourself … it is only in this key that lies your deliverance.” Mohammad held a tiny key in his hand.Rina tried to beg and plead but to no avail and finally Mohammad spelt out his terms. Rina will be allowed to go home and be with this son but from now onward, she would always be locked into the chastity belt. For the one week around her ovulation period she will have to come to this hideaway and be available for impregnation by Mohammad. Once her pregnancy was confirmed, she would be freed from the belt and allowed to carry the baby to term. After successful delivery, she would have the option of either continuing to stay with Mohammad, as his partner, or if she so desired, could walk away with significant amount of cash in her bank account.”Then he dropped me back at Dalhousie at dusk and gave me a stack of ten thousand rupees for my troubles.” Rina finished telling her story to Rik.”Didn’t you ask him to drop you back home?””He deliberately would not. He does not want anybody to either know me or about the baby as there are others who do not want such a baby to survive,” and all of a sudden she broke down. “How did I get into this mess Rik? How shall we get out of this?””Relax, Ma,” Rik pulled his mother into his arms. “Don’t panic, we have time to think through this and work out a solution.””Ok, k**.” Rina cuddled up to her son.”Fine, first things first, how uncomfortable is this belt? Have you taken a pee yet?””No I have been so scared and tensed.””So let us begin with that … “Rik led Rina to the tiny Indian Style Toilet where she squatted and both were relieved to note that her pee streamed out through the mesh without any problem.”This is a big relief,” sighed Rina, splashing a mug of water at her crotch and sliding her fingers behind the mesh to wash away the piss.”And of course your potty would not be a problem either as there is a big gap between the two chains.””But this is still so uncomfortable, how can I live like this?””Until you become pregnant. Which brings me to the next question, did you have sex with Mohammad?””No, we did not. Either he was in a hurry or he did not want to force me .. but he did check about my periods and I told him that I was in my safe period, which would have made it pointless.””So when will you ovulate? and how will he know?””That will be a week from now, and he has given me a mobile phone with which I am supposed to get in touch with him.””We have some time to think, and plan our next move.””Rik, I have an idea. Can’t we break this lock?””But then he would get to know and then we don’t know how he will react! You cannot antagonise Mohammad in this city.””But even if we could, it would make my life a little comfortable.””Should I look for a locksmith?””Someone discreet, who will not spread the word.”Late that night, Rik led by hand an eighty year old arthritic locksmith, Rahim Chacha, or Uncle Rahim, to their flat and explained the problem. Rina was in her bedtime “nightie”, a slipover gown used by Bengali housewives that she pulled up over her belly and spread her legs so that Rahim could see the lock that they expected him to pick.Rahim studied the lock for sometime. Evidently he too had never been called upon for such a task! “Madam, may I put my hand inside the strap? To see how it is fixed?””Go ahead. I have no option but to have your hands on my cunt.” Rina sniggered, trying to lighten the mood.”It has been ages since I have touched a woman’s pubis. After my wife died, which woman will touch this old bull.””Chacha, you get me out of this and I will personally make sure that you get erect again.”Rahim grinned and slid his hands under the strap and felt his way through the tangle of Rina’s pubic hair. After feeling around for a while, that actually made Rina squirm, he withdrew and painted a rather bleak picture.”This is a very complicated key and I need some kind of a model to begin with.””How can we get a model?””If you could somehow get an imprint of the key in wax, then I would be able to make one more key and set madam free from this evil device.”………………..Ten days later, Rik was pacing up and down in their little flat as he waited for his mother to get back from her first “breeding” session with Mohammad. So far it had gone very smoothly. The day before her scheduled ovulation, Rina had got a call on the mobile that Mohammad had given her asking her to go to specific location in the city and board a particular car that would be parked there at a specific time. She should carry a single duffle bag with clothes, personal toiletries but no cellphone other than the one that she had been given. Rina had left as directed and had subsequently called Rik just once, to announce her safe arrival wherever she was and now after three nights and four days she was due back in the evening.Just after nine, there was a soft knock on the door and as Rik opened it, there was his mother, not tired and bedraggled but smiling and fresh as the bouquet of roses that she held in her hand!Quickly closing the door behind her, Rik hugged her to his chest and then led her to the bedroom.”How was it Ma?””Honestly, k**, had it not been for the circumstances, this could have been the best date that I have been on.””Did he fuck you?” Rik was quick to come to the point.”Of course, he did. That is why he had taken me there.””Did you treat you well?””Could not have been been better! k**. This is his secret love nest that no one knows about.””How was the sex?””Ah! That is the challenge and now I know why we are going through all this …””What do you mean?””Let me explain. This guy looks like a real stud, big shoulders, six packs and what not that your namesake Ritwik Roshan would be proud of.””So how many orgasms did you have in this last three days?””Now that is the real problem.””Why?””You see Mohammad has this larger than life image of a powerful stud and runs a huge criminal empire but I strongly suspect that he is impotent?””What? he could not fuck you?” Rik was amazed.”Actually he finds it very difficult to get and sustain an erection and even when he ejaculates it is hardly a teaspoon, if at all — I had a great difficulty to fake an orgasm, as otherwise he was becoming very upset and agitated and I did not want to antagonise him.””So that explains all this weird scheme.””Right. He cannot reveal to the world that he is sexually impotent and yet he wants an heir for the huge wealth that he has accumulated.””That is a problem as we cannot get rid of him until you get impregnated.””You have hit the nail on the head and there is no way I can use someone else as long as I am trapped in this belt.””Tell me about the place that you were.””I would not know where I was since he was driving me in car with tinted windows but I think it was close to the docks, near the river. I heard the siren of a ship.””Who else was there in the building?””None, except for mentally challenged boy who stays in the house and acts as a cook cum caretaker.””Hm .. and how is he? helpful? friendly?””s**tterbrained! Mohammad does not want anyone who can spy on his impotence.””Is he an eunuch? the kind sultans would keep to guard the harem?””On the contrary, I think he is hyper-sexual. In fact I saw him masturbating!””What?””Actually, Mohammad treats him like a piece of furniture, or a pet dog. In fact he had once walked in with the cellphone that was ringing, when Mohammad was fucking me, his prick was actually buried in my cunt.””So he takes phone calls during such tender moments?””He is always taking phone calls especially if they are from peddlers of aphrodisiacs! You see he is still searching for the magic potion there.””Ok, now what about the masturbation?””Well Mohammad went off with the call and this servant, he calls him Buddhu, saw me naked and put his hand inside his pajamas and started to jerk himself!””Didn’t his master mind that?””No, when he got back, he just laughed it off. Apparently he has had his tubes tied, a vasectomy, that makes him effectively impotent! But his a****l sex drive is intact.”We need to factor all this into our plans.””Have you already made a plan?””Not yet Ma, I am thinking. Ok when did he unlock you? Only for the fuck or all this while?””Thankfully, I was free till about three hours ago.””And did you see the key?””Yes, normally he keeps it in his purse but after unlocking me he had kept it in the drawer.””What does it look like?””Like any other key but it has lots of levers.””Great! Let us think of a plan and in the meanwhile, let me welcome my mother home with a big hug and cuddle in our bed.”After three nights of missing each other, mother and son shed their clothes and got into bed and even though the belt was an big irritation, they kissed, fondled, petted each other into sleep. But there was a plan that was germinating in Rik’s mind that he would share and discuss with his mother tomorrow…………………………………………..Mohammad was in a towering rage. For the past one hour, ever since he had reached his love nest in the evening, Rina had been sucking his cock and squeezing his testicles but still he could not get an erection!”Relax, Boss,” Rina trying to be as gentle as possible, “It is all in the mind. You must be very stressed out today.””You bet I am,” retorted Mohammad. “I have just had two members of Ramlal’s gang murdered and the police are looking for my shooters. That is why I could not come and fuck you yesterday.””I am sure your brother will be able to handle the case.””Given a chance, I am sure that that mother fucker would have me murdered and take over my business.””Does he know that we are here?””No way! If he knew I was here alone with you he would be here with this gang to shoot me dead.””Who else knows about this lovenest of ours?””None, except Buddhu .. I have killed the scoundrel who built this and now this is mine.””Forget killing, let us make love and the c***d that you are looking for.” Rina was switching the topic.”That is why I am here sweetie, to plant my seed in your womb when you are fertile!””Then leave that bottle of whisky and take me in your arms”Mohammad propped himself up against the headstand of the giant bed and pulled Rina into his chest, between his thighs. Both of them were stark naked. He had a glass of cheap whisky in one hand while with his other hand was on Rina’s crotch, stroking her bush and fondling her cunt.”Ooh …” gurgled Rina with pleasure. She thrust out her tits and threw her head back against Mohammad’s chest, sending the thick cascade of her hip length hair all the way down to brush against his flaccid penis. If only he would get erect! Mohammad let go of her pubis and grabbed her hair in his fist. Then he pulled her head backward and poured the whisky gently through her open lips. Rina cooed with pleasure and flipped around so that her tits were on his chest and his crotch was against his cock. They hugged and rubbed against each other but to no avail. “This cannot go on like this,” Rina thought to herself, “it is time to take some action.””Let me go get a cigarette.” Rina pulled herself off Mohammad’s chest and walked to the dressing table at the end of the room. Lying on it was Rina’s vanity case, containing her toiletries and also more importantly, Mohammad’s purse containing the all important key! But instead of touching the purse, Rina put her hand inside her case, quietly located the cell phone that she had been given and pressed a one touch key!Back in her flat, Rik jumped as his phone rang and his mother’s number showed up. He picked up the phone but on not hearing anything else he disconnected quickly. Now the script started to roll. Rina took some time to find and light a cigarette. Then he took a big drag and blew a smoke ring. “Boss, you want one?” she asked.But before Mohammad could answer his own cell rang. Someone was on the line with an offer of a real tiger penis — the ultimate aphrodisiac in the eyes of many in Asia! This was an offer that Mohammad could not refuse. He started talking animatedly, asking about details of prices and possible delivery options.While Mohammad was busy, Rina, who was of course expecting the call, moved to shield the table with her body. Then she opened Mohammad’s purse and pulled out the key. Next she opened her own case and took out a powder compact but instead of the usual cosmetic, this one was filled to the brim with wax in which she pressed the key and made an impression. Quickly scrubbing off the wax from the key by rubbing it on her chest, she put it back in Mohammad’s purse just as he was finishing the call.Mohammad was beaming with pleasure and readily accepted the lighted cigarette that Rina offered. “Let me tell you about this tiger’s penis that this fellow has promised to sell me …””Just a minute,” Rina interrupted him, “let me get my own cigarette.”Mohammad continued to puff on the cigarette as Rina calmly walked back to the table and without any sign outward sign of urgency — even though her heart was thumping inside — picked up the compact case, closed the lid and placed it deep inside her bag!”Tell me about the penis.” She was still too edgy to get back in bed because she had broken out in cold sweat and did not want Mohammad to guess that something was wrong. She lit another cigarette, sat down on the edge of the table and started smoking like a chimney.”Ten grams for ten thousand rupees,” exclaimed Mohammad, “that is cheap.””It is i*****l, so how will he deliver it and collect the money?””He said he will send it to wherever I want, very privately.” She had not thought that this would move as fast as this, but the nicotine in her blood gave her an instant breakthrough idea.”Why don’t you ask him to send it to my address? After all such things are not uncommon in our area.””That is a wonderful idea. I will fix it up and give you the cash,” and Rina smiled secretly at the thought of Rik selling him ten grams of tiger’s penis!But Mohammad was suddenly in an upbeat mood. Things were happening and if only he could get even a slight erection, then the evening would not be wasted. An idea snapped through his mind.”Rina, the tiger’s penis will come next month but I need a stiffner now and I shall use what I have with me.””What do you have?””Buddhu!””Buddhu? that idiot as an aphrodisiac? what do you mean?””Next month you will see the tiger’s penis but now I will show you Buddhu’s penis and I will come by watching him fuck you in front of me.””Oh God, what else will I have to suffer,” sighed Rina to herself, but she was in for a very pleasant surprise.Mohammad hollered to Buddhu and the fellow trotted in like a pet dog. For a moment he was nonplussed looking at his master and his lover, both naked!Mohammed got out of the bed and walked over to Buddhu. Then he pulled off his vest and released the cord of his pajamas making them drop to the floor. Rina gasped as she saw the large penis and the huge balls that hung flaccid behind it. “Ah, what a treasure,” Mohammad was speaking to himself and stroking his servants penis. “Now I know,” said Rina to herself, “this guy is a gay and he needs a man to excite himself.””Buddhu, I know that you have been masturbating with this beautiful fairy ever since she came here but today I am allowing you fuck her, right here in front of me.”It did not take much more to get Buddhu moving. Beaming with pleasure he grabbed Rina and pushed her on the cot and started to rub his nose in her pubic hair and lick her cunt. Rina coo-ed with pleasure and spread her legs and within seconds, Buddhu’s penis, now erect, enlarged and engorged with blood was embedded deep inside her. Rina let out a scream of pleasure as she felt his giant penis slide through her vagina and thud into the back of her womb. And then he started hammering her and with each thrust, she felt as if an electric shock was going through her body — what a change from his masters feeble thrusts!Mohammad by now was showing a small erection and he kneeled over Rina’s heads and dangled his penis on her lips. Knowing that this was the boss’ tool, Rina had to take her mind away from the thundering piston in her cunt to the candle at her lips. By now Buddhu was ravishing her, his hands squishing her breasts, his lips sucking at her lips but Rina had to push his face away and pull Mohammad’s penis into her mouth …. and as she sucked on it harder and harder, it slowly grew stiff and hard between her lips.But the inexorable piston in her vagina was taking its toll in terms of pure pleasure and it was not long before Rina started to shiver and squirm as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded through her. She gave a scream of pleasure and raised her legs up in the sky and Buddhu grabbed and pushed them backward and kept hammering until his penis erupted with thick creams of semen that flooded into Rina. Fortunately Mohammad too had got caught up with all this excitement and thin stream of fluid leaked out of his penis which Rina, even in all this she had kept her head, licked clean.Buddhu collapsed on Rina’s chest that was still heaving with excitement when Mohammad’s phone rang again. He put it to his ear, snarled and cursed at what he heard, quickly extricated himself and went to the next room to take the call.Rina looked up and saw Buddhu grinning stupidly at her. She smiled, grabbed his hair and pushed his face down into her crotch so that his face was now streaked with his own cum that had leaked out of her.Mohammad came back in a royal rage. Things were getting out of control on the police front and it was imperative for him to go out and manage stuff.”Look sweetie, you stay here tonight and I will come back tomorrow evening, after dark.””Shall be eagerly waiting for you Boss.””If we still have time, we will have another fuck, but otherwise, I will lock you up and send you home.””Perhaps Buddhu could drop me back, if you are too tied up ..””No,” Mohammad cut him off quickly, “no one knows about you, no one moves you. Feel free to move around the house but do not step out in the compound. No one should see you.”Mohammad left, Rina locked the doors of the bedroom behind him — she did not want Buddhu back yet. She thought of calling Rik but decided against it — perhaps her line was tapped! But she did something else.She opened the back of the cheap mobile phone that Mohammad had given her and pulled out the battery. Then she felt at the base of her duffel bag and found two almost invisible wires that she attached to the battery! Would it work?Back home Rik, who had been watching the Google Latitude App on his Android phone ever since the evening, gave a shout of joy as his mother’s location became visible on Google Maps! So she was in Garden Reach, just beside CESC’s Southern Generating Station at the edge of the river. The Entertainment Weekly magazine that had come with a primitive Android phone embedded inside it was lying in the corner of the room, but he had managed to tear it apart and extract the motherboard. A simple prepaid chip had activated it and he had programmed it so that whenever the battery was connected it would boot up, start the GPS and broadcast its position! Rina had stitched this tiny contraption into the canvas wall of the bag but they had left the battery out because of its bulk.Rina waited with the phone until it received an incoming call — there was no ringtone of course, but the phone vibrated, once, twice, thrice and stopped. Immediately there was another call but this rang twice. Three-two, that was the code! Rik had located her position!! Rina quickly remove the battery and put it back in her own phone — just in case Mohammad called!But Mohammad was too busy that night and Rina fell asleep to wake up next morning to find Buddhu knocking at the door with her breakfast.After breakfast, Rina spent an hour going around the house, trying to figure out as much as she could of the surroundings. It was a one story building with a very high compound wall and a single gate that was locked from outside! Beyond the wall, all that she could see looked like the chimney of power station? Metiabruz? or Mulajore? and then she remembered the ship sirens, so it must near the k**derpore Docks. She tried to ask Buddhu but he seemed to be living up to his name. It was very difficult to get anything out of him. Then it struck her!She waited for lunch and after a short nap, went looking for Buddhu. He was pottering around in the kitchen when she tiptoed behind him and without any warning lightly squeezed his balls! He looked around, turned around and smiled. Immediately she untied the cords, dropped his pajamas, knelt down in front of him and started to suck his cock. Buddhu was delighted and his sexual passions were unleashed. Within minutes he had Rina on the floor and was fucking her madly. Once he had ejaculated, Rina led him to the living room, sat down on the sofa, pushed him to the floor, grabbed hold of his hair and gently pressed his face into her cunt.Buddhu started licking his own cum from Rina’s crotch as she gently tickled his ear.”Which part of the city is this Buddhu?””We are in Metiabruz, Garden Reach, madam.””And what is that chimney out there?””That is the electricity generating station.””So we are close to the Hooghly river.””Yes Madam it is very close by.””Can you take me to the river bank?””No, Master-saab will beat me if I let you out of the door.””Please Buddhu, you are such a horny stud. You can fuck me again.””I will not let you out of the door but I can take you under the river.””Under the river, dont talk rubbish Buddhu.””I always go under the river.””How?””Tunnel!” He grinned, and then it suddenly stuck Rina. Of course, the electric company had a tunnel that ran from the generating station, under the river to the Botanical Garden on the other bank.”How can you use that tunnel? It belongs to the company.””Come Madam, I will show you …”Buddhu led Rina to the kitchen and then showed how with a smart turn on a single knob, one of the cupboards opened inwards and revealed steps going down.”How far does this go?””This goes down about 30 feet and then there is another very big tunnel with thick wires running through it and that goes all the way to the other bank.” Obviously this must be a tunnel that Mohammad had made that joins up with the main company tunnel. This must be his secret escape route, in case he needed one.”Can I go down there please?””Not today, some other time. It will take an hour to go and come back. Master will be back and will be angry if does not find us.”He was right. Dusk was falling and Mohammad would be here soon so there was no point in taking any more risk today. She had just about had a bath when Mohammad stormed into the building, quickly locked her up again in her chastity belt and quietly took her out of the building in the car. This time she noticed that they passed through a dim, dark, narrow and completely deserted road with hardly any lights that twisted and turned before finally emerging in the main perabet güvenilir mi road. Then it was quick drive through Taratala before he dropped her off at Tollygunge station of the Metro. Now it would be simple ride to Bowbazar.Rik had almost pulled Rahim chacha, the locksmith, out of his creaky bed when he visited his humble home next morning and showed him the wax impression of the key that Rina had brought back last night. Now he watched impatiently as the old man took a blank key and slowly and carefully filed it to match the profile of the impression.”How does this look?” Rahim finally handed over the rough key to Rik who was fidgeting around in front of him.”Will this open the lock?””Not immediately. We need to to actually put it in the lock, keep trying and making small changes until the levers finally match up.””So please let us go out to our flat and do that right now.”Rina’s back was aching! She was sprawled on the bed, on her back, with her legs spread out and dangling over the edge. She was naked, of course, but for the belt at her crotch and Rahim was sitting on the floor, between her legs and trying to force the lock with the makeshift key. She had tried to retain her blouse and bra, and a modicum of modesty, but after an hour of futile struggle, the humid, stuffiness of the hot afternoon had made her shed that residual coyness by taking them off as well. A thin patina of sweat gleamed on the chocolate swell of her chocolate breasts and the wrinkled disc of her aureola.Rik and Rina had almost given up hope when with quiet ‘click’ the lock opened and the sheet covering her vagina fell out!”Got it!” shouted Rahim and Rik jumped up in joy! Rina scrambled out of the bed and tossed away the belt and started rubbing her crotch and thighs! Then she suddenly leaned forward and kissed the bearded Muslim locksmith on his mouth!”But now I want my payment in kind.” The old man was grinning from ear to ear. “Never have I unlocked such a treasure as this.””It is all your’s Chacha, go ahead.” She leaned forward, grabbed his head and placed it between her thighs and immediately felt the coarse, hot tongue of the hungry old man licking her cunt. After the initial excitement of freedom and cunt sucking, Rina went off to make some tea while Rahim, professional as ever, relocked, opened and relocked the belt a number of times to make sure that no one would ever know that now Rina was again the mistress of her own chastity!Rina had the ten thousand rupees that Mohammad had given her for the tiger penis that was supposed to be delivered to her and she gave half of it to Rahim, something that she would regret later, and the locksmith went home as a very happy man. Now it was time for mother and son to celebrate their new found freedom!”Yippee ….” screamed Rik as soon as the door had closed behind Rahim and jumped on his mother, pinning her to the bed. She had not put on any clothes yet and she savored her son’s hand as they roamed over her naked body, fondling her breasts, tweaking her nipples and more importantly, squeezing her pubic mound, twirling her bush and teasing the folds of her vagina. Somewhere along the line, his pants had dropped off and his penis, now hard, erect and throbbing was rubbing against her cunt. Danger! A warning went off in her mind.”k**do, listen. I have something important to tell you.””I know the Lakhsman Rekha Ma, the line that I must not cross, Don’t worry, my penis will not penetrate your cunt.””No listen, it is something more important than that.””What?””Listen carefully and understand what I am staying.””I am all ears, even though my mind seems to be on your naked body.””Look, this Mohammad will never be able to put a c***d in my belly.””You would know best.””But that means that we will never be free of him.””So you want someone else to do that … without him knowing about it.””Yes.””Who do you have in mind?””Would you do it?””What?” Rik jumped. “You want your own son to put another c***d in your belly?””Who else can I ask without people getting to know.””I am sure that are many who would love to sleep with you.””But why would I want to sleep with them?” Rina’s voice was down to a whisper.”Why not?””I have always been sleeping with men as a matter of necessity and never out of choice.””You choose to sleep with me? Your son?””Yes, if it is OK with the boy, the k**, who is the light of my life, who has been my one and only true friend and lover all these years.””Ma, I am touched … I don’t know what to say.””Don’t say anything, just lie in my arms and let us plan an escape from this hell.””Tell me Ma, tell me what should I do?””We have time until my next visit to Mohammad. To think through all this.””What will people say, if you bear my c***d?””Does anybody ever say good things about us? And who would know anyway?””So do we start right away?” grinned Rik. “Just wave the green flag and my prick shall be buried inside your cunt.””Wait!””Aw, do not be a spoilsport.””I am not, but believe me k**do, this is the first time in my 35 years that I am about to be fucked by, to make love to someone whom I really love — not a customer but a friend, a boyfriend, my lover, the husband that I never had.” There was a hint of melancholy in her voice. Rik noticed a tiny tear forming at the corner of her large, limpid eye.”Don’t cry Ma,” Rik wiped the tear away with his finger. His libido was giving way to a feeling of love. “I will be your lover, your husband, just as you want it to be.””Then I don’t want to make love to you without getting married to you!””Marriage? You mean a legal and social ceremony? Where we invite people.””No, no, no — this is just between us and the God that looks over us.””You mean we will go to temple and go through the religious ceremonies?””No, I do not believe in such ceremonies but I do believe in that omnipotent, omnipresent transcendence that guides our destiny.””I do not understand what do you mean.””Leave it to me, I know what I am doing.””But why? Why go through all this hassle?””You would not understand it, or perhaps you will. It is about legitimacy.””Of what? our relationship? it will always be illegitimate in the eyes of the world.””No k**, it is about the legitimacy of the c***d that you will father.””Father?””Look, you are my most wonderful son but you do not have a father.””Someone must have impregnated you.””Of course, and it must have been someone very nice as otherwise you would never have been as good as you are, but whoever he was, he has never staked his claim on you, never owned up to his relationship with you.””But I would not be like that …””I know but it would be wonderful if we could formalize our relationship and more importantly your’s with your c***d in the presence of the Lord Narayana and Agni, the Lord of Fire — as is the case in all Hindu marriages.”If you want we can also have a civil marriage.””If possible, why not, but that may take some time and we do not have too much of that. God is in our heart and in the palm of our hand.””So what do we do now?””Wait for an auspicious day?” Rina was grinning but Rik failed to notice the thin stream of blood that was oozing out of his mother’s slit. “I will tell you when I am ready for you.”The next few days were humdrum and mundane except that Rina made Rik sleep in the drawing room because, as she jokingly remarked, she did not believe in premarital sex! If Rik had been fidgety about this, he hid it very well in his immersion in a series of events at his college.A week later, on an auspicious Tuesday, Rina told Rik that she was at last ready.”Ma, why don’t you get a bridal makeover at a beauty parlor?””That will draw people’s attention to us and that would not be a good idea.”That evening, after a quick bath, mother and son walked down to the famous Firinghee Kali temple and quietly offered their prayers in front of the idol. While the Brahmin priest chanted prayers, Rina and Rik held the basket of offerings together in their hands, with Rik standing behind his mother with his arms going around her. The priest was taking his time and with Rik’s face buried in the fragrant, tresses of her luxuriant hair, Rina suddenly felt her son’s erection pressing into the crack of her butt.”Not yet, you naughty boy.” She hissed.”But soon enough, sweet lady.” He smiled.Once back in the privacy of their tiny, top floor flat, Rina told Rik to get dressed in a new sherwani suit that she had bought for him and disappeared into the bedroom. For Rik, it was an agonizing one hour, before she emerged but what he saw took Rik’s breath away! Gone was the bar singer that he had known as his mother and in her place was a sultry, smoldering, super model who seemed to have just got off the ramp. She was wearing only cream colored silk saree with a rich, red intricately decorated border but no blouse! The anchal (or pallu ) of that sari was covering her head of abundant jet black hair that she had deliberately left loose to cascade over her otherwise naked breasts. Her lips were an electric blue that matched the kaajal with which she had drawn out her already large, liquid eyes but the stunner was the intricate pattern of design that she had made with white sandal paste on her dusky cheeks and forehead. Evidently she had taken a lot of trouble to make herself as attractive to her would be “husband” and Rik needed no urging to fall at her feet, hug her around her knees and then hold her beautifully manicured hand in his own.Rina pulled Rik to his feet and then together they lit a big, fat, fragrant candle in the middle of the room — a stand-in for the fire pit that would have normally held the sacrificial fire. Rina handed Rik a tiny container of vermilion (“sindoor”) that Rik gently placed in the parting of his mother’s hair, as the traditional Hindu symbol of their new relationship. Then hand in hand they walked seven times around the fire, to solemnize their relationship with the fire as the witness to their union. Finally, the two of them took a few grains of parched rice (“khoi”) and burnt it in the flame to symbolize the dissolution of any inhibition or coyness about the impending physical intimacy.Rik and Rina now locked lips, kissed each other deeply and entered their bedroom. Rina had covered their old bed with a brilliant new bed sheet that was covered with a thick layer of rose petals. No words were spoken, none were needed as mother and son, now wife and husband, undressed each other until both were as nature had intended to be! Rik led Rina to the bed of rose petals and placed her on her back and then after parting her legs, she climbed on top of her and lowered his lips on hers. His hands were fondling her breasts, her nipples and he felt her hands on her erect penis. She was stroking his shaft and fondling his balls and then she placed the big bulbous head of his thick and hard shaft at the mouth of her vagina.Rik felt the pressure on his prick as he pressed down into his mother’s cunt. It was the first time he was actually penetrating a woman and he was obviously unsure of how much pressure to apply but Rina, experienced as she was, grabbed his buttocks pulled him in while simultaneously thrusting upwards with her pelvis. With a grunt of pleasure, Rik found himself embedded in his mother’s cunt and then he started to move, thrusting in and out, in and out. His hands were now clenched in his mother’s hair, his lips were rubbing on hers while his tongue lashed her cheeks, her. The red of the vermilion on her forehead, the white of the sandalwood paste on her cheeks and the sweat and spittle had all got mixed together into a ruddy paste that was smeared across their faces. He felt her breasts pressed on his chest and the walls of her vagina gripped his shaft as he pounded her with the remorselessness of a steam engine pulling a train up a hill! She gave a moan of pleasure as the plunging of his cock started wringing the juices of her cunt and she heard the grunt and thud of her son’s naked body as it crashed into her own. It seemed like hours but perhaps it was only minutes before a shiver of excitement rippled through Rina’s body and as she thrashed around in pure pleasure she heard Rik groaning and gurgling her name as his thrusts became more and more frantic. Finally, both of them coincidentally and deliciously reached their peak of ecstasy together and Rina screamed in pleasure as Rik squirted what seemed like gallons of cum into the innards of her vagina!”How was that Ma?” Mother and son were lying in bed, still naked of course, with Rina cradled on his son’s arm.”That was the best possible fuck that I have ever had k**. You were simply marvelous.””You must be k**ding. You must have had much more accomplished lovers in the past.””I have had very accomplished fuckers but none of them were my lovers … except now you.””But what about the sex?””k**, sex for them was work for me, not for my pleasure but only now I have found someone for whom sex is a matter of fun and passion, something that I am looking forward to …”She did not have to look forward much further because his son was on her again, squeezing and fondling, kissing and licking, poking and prodding and then with a deft flip she was on top, sitting on his crotch with his shaft embedded in her cunt as she rode him — bobbing up and down, as he thrust again and again into her. Her boobs were dancing in front of his face, his hands wringing them in his palms, his thumbs bruising her nipples as she bent over backwards, her head jerking with pleasure, her long hair flying around in a halo around her face, glistening with sweat. Once again he felt a volcano of pleasure erupting out of his crotch and Rik heard his mother scream with pleasure as his cum sprayed into her once again. And again, and again, and again … throughout the night and the next night and the next …. until one morning”k**, I think you have hit a six and scored a goal!””You mean …””I was feeling nauseous in the morning.””You are pregnant.””I think so.””Then we would be done with all this.””No, I have to go back to Mohammad again and convince him that this is his c***d.”…………….Mohammad was pleased as punch. Not only had he successfully overcome his murderous business problems that had plagued his last encounter with Rina but this time she had brought her that all important aphrodisiac in a little plastic container that had had with milk last night. The impact was instantaneous, or so he thought.Rina had encouraged her to believe in his own enhanced potency, lovingly sucked and tended his fragile erection and had unleashed such a frenzy of passionate sex that Mohammad was convinced that there was now a real tiger lurking in his loins. Each time, Rina had faked such a thunderous orgasm that Mohammad was firmly convinced that he was filling her with a flood of his sperms! He had not pushed his luck beyond two encounters last night and after one more early morning session he was lying in bed with Rina waiting for Buddhu to serve the breakfast.”This is a lovely place that you have here Boss, is this close to the river bank?””Yes, how did you guess that?””I heard the ship sirens and I can see that chimney of a power plant out of the window.””So where do you think we are?””We should be near the Southern Generating Station of CESC in Garden Reach.””You are right.””Which means that we are just across from river from the Botanical Gardens.””Were it not for that abandoned shed, we should have been able to see it from this window.””Is that so close? I had once been to the Garden when I was a c***d … there is a huge banyan tree there.””Oh is it?” Mohammad was obviously oblivious to such matters of general interest. “Actually, you get a wonderful view of the Calcutta skyline from the west bank of the river there.””Perhaps, you will take me there someday, when we are done with all this …” Rina was exploring a faint possibility.”We can go right now if you want.” Had he taken the bait?”Now? But pushing through all that traffic will eat into our precious love and fuck time.””Traffic is for the common man, for us there is something else?””You mean a boat? A steamer? That would be lovely!””No sweetie, there is another way but … wait till evening and I will show you.” Rina knew that she had hit the jackpot!The rest of the day was spent in professional fucking! Every four hours, Mohammad would take a pinch of the ‘aphrodisiac’ and egged on by Rina would proceed to fuck her with military precision in the missionary position. She had warned him that her periods were due the day after and were she to bleed tomorrow, it would mean that they would have to go through this tiresome cycle once again, next month! Each time, Rina went through the charade of a screaming, shuddering orgasm and convinced Mohammad that he was flooding her cunt with his potent semen even though she knew better than anyone else that his ejaculation would not have been more than a tiny spoonful! Without this her innards would have been rubbed raw by a prolonged and pointless penetration. By evening, even Mohammad had had enough and was looking for something other than his raw dick to demonstrate his machismo with.Guns!The sun had just set and Rina had finally ‘permitted’ Mohammad to pour himself a stiff peg of cheap Indian whiskey. The two of them, still stark naked, as they had been throughout the day, were lounging in the living room smoking cigarettes, when Rina brought up the topic of a visit to the Botanical Gardens.”Right, but we will go there only after dark when the Garden is closed to visitors.””You would not want anyone to see us, is it?””Of course, and we need to be on our guard, in case we run into my enemies.””How?”Mohammad led Rina into an inner room and opened a cupboard.”This is an armory.” Rina exclaimed, looking at the array of guns stacked inside.”If unleashed, we could take down the whole of the Calcutta Police with this.”Mohammad pulled out a pair of big, beefy looking Smith & Wesson revolvers. Both were loaded and he spun the cylinders to make sure that they were moving well. “I can shoot equally well with both hands, like Arjuna,” he boasted.”Boss, you look like Superman,” said Rina, and then thought to herself, “if only your cock was as powerful as these guns!””I will carry these with me tonight, when we go to the Gardens, you never know whom you run into at night.””Can I carry one as well?” pleaded Rina.”Sure, take this,” he pulled out an ultra light, Glock 33 subcompact pistol and handed it to her.”This is really light,” Rina fingered it gingerly. “Just about half a kilo I suppose.””Get dressed, time to move.”Mohammad led Rina to the kitchen and opened the secret door, that Buddhu had shown her in the past, and after lighting a torch, the two of them climbed down into the darkness.”There is a tunnel under the river that the electricity company had made way back in the 1930s for carrying cables to Howrah and it is still in use.””But why does it start from this house? Is this company property?””No it is not, but one of predecessors, whom I had to kill to get this house, had created an additional tunnel that links this house to the main company tunnel.””And the company knows nothing about it?””This tunnel is hidden and well camouflaged behind some rusty and obsolete equipments that no one has bothered about for ages.”The stairs led to a small room with a door that was bolted.”Shouldn’t you keep this locked? To keep out enemies …””But then we may get stuck if we need to escape, which is the primary reason for this tunnel.”Mohammad opened the bolt and after checking that the coast was clear, they entered the tunnel.It was a circular tunnel, nearly six feet high with cables running along the walls. It was dimly lit with bulbs set in the roof and there was a little trickle of water along the floor.”Are we under the river already?””Not yet, but come,” he grabbed her hand and led her forward, “we will soon be.”The tunnel would have been a little less than half a mile long but in the damp, darkness it took them nearly half an hour to traverse.”How deep under the water are we?” Rina asked when they had stopped for a short break.”Very deep, perhaps 80 or 90 feet”As they neared the other bank, the tunnel slowly inclined upward but before they reached the end Mohammad pointed out a very narrow recessed alcove that was hidden behind some ancient and abandoned machinery. They squeezed through this and once again found a steep staircase that led upward — nearly 200 steps — and finally ended at another bolted door. On pushing it open the two of them found themselves on the top floor of a ruined house with a broken roof that was open to the sky!It was well past sunset and stars were beginning to fill the rapidly darkening sky. In front of them was the Hooghly river and beyond it, the twinkling lights of the Calcutta skyline.”Where are we?””We are in an ancient abandoned house inside the Botanical Gardens that no one dares to approach because of the fear of ghosts and evil spirits.””Can we go down into the garden?””I have broken the stairs so that no one can come up here but there is a rope ladder hidden under this rock that we can use to go down and come up later.””So even though this is right in the middle of the garden, our privacy is complete,” grinned Rina.”Yes,” said Mohammad, and then he caught on about Rina’s grin. “We can have the last grand fuck of the day, right here, under the stars.””Let us wait for the moon to rise, should not be too long, we have just gone past the full moon.””OK, but I want to see you naked in the starlight.””Sure, I will keep the gun and you must teach me how to use it.”Within minutes, the two of them had shed their clothes and face each other, stark naked except for the guns in their hands. Mohammad had his pair of revolvers and Rina had his tiny Glock pistol. For the first time since the morning, a genuine shiver of excitement rippled through Rina’s body and she found that even without any man touching her, the juices in her vagina had begun to flow on their own — such was the power and potency of a loaded gun! Mohammad showed her how to load and unload the magazine, set the safety cock on or off and finally how to steady one hand with the other for the actual shot. Finally after mastering all the steps, Rina wanted to shoot a round!”I will allow you to shoot only after I have shot my load into you.” Mohammad pounced on Rina and wrestled her to the ground. The ground was rough and hard on her naked back and buttocks but Rina was being transported into a different alien and primal world and after a little struggle, the big, beefy thug finally managed to get his penis hard enough to just about push it into Rina’s hole. Rina could not care less. For her, what mattered was, not the prick in her cunt but the gun in her hand! The gun was a piece by itself and simply having it in her hand sent a ripple of pleasure coursing through her body and up her cunt. Now she knew why gun owners thought that they belonged to a different planet or a different species. That a piece of cold, deadly steel could light such a fire below her belly was something that she could never have thought of had it not actually been in her hand.Being far away from the city lights, the sky above was as black as velvet and the stars were twinkling pinpoints forming beautiful patterns on their own. For a moment her mind drifted away from the prodding in her cunt to the majesty of Orion blazing in the sky. Next to the fabled hunter and his dog, Sirius, Rina recognized the Gemini twins, Mithuna in Bengali representing, coincidentally, the act of sex in the sky. In the distance, the skyline of the city of Calcutta glowed on the horizon. There was a light breeze coming off the river and as it washed over her naked body, it gave her the goosebumps and she shuddered. She was in the middle of the Botanical Gardens and yet isolated in a world of private darkness — it was the kind of fuck that she had never had before because the gun in her hand was the ultimate symbol of potent tipobet masculinity that was testing the charged sexuality of her Shakti — the power of the divine feminine. She had a fleeting thought of freedom but it vanished in a flood of pragmatism even before it had formed itself fully and before she knew it, Mohammad had finished dribbling his little fluids into her!”Now you can shoot that gun.””What if someone hears us? and comes running?””There is no one in this garden after dusk and the place is so large that even if someone were around, he would never find us.”Rina grabbed her right wrist with her left hand, just as Mohammad had taught her and pulled the trigger.CRACK … the shot rang out and the bullet sped out across the water and was lost in the darkness.”No point in leaving any trace behind.” Mohammad picked up the spent cartridge shell and the two of them let themselves in the through the door and crossed back to the Calcutta side of the river…………………………………………The confirmation of Rina’s pregnancy was the next big news and things were slowly falling into place. When Rina called him and gave him the big news, Mohammad had immediately had a big gold coin sent across to her to show his joy. But the big challenge that faced Rik and Rina were now discussing, while having breakfast in the morning, was how to break the news, and the visual evidence, of her pregnancy to people in the neighborhood!”Perhaps you should go away somewhere else and come back after the c***d is born.”and then the phone that Mohammad had given to Rina started to ring, but the number that was flashing on the screen was an unknown number!Rina was rather hesitant to pick up the phone from the unknown caller but after a number of persistent rings she had no choice but to pick it up anyway.”Hello.” she whispered.”Is that Mohammad’s whore?” a rough voice almost barked at her. She did not reply.”We know that you are carrying that bastard’s c***d.” Again she kept quiet.”Look, you slut, if you do not abort that c***d, then we will come and rip it out of your belly.””His father will certainly not allow that happen.” At last she found her voice.”That bastard might try to protect his bastard, but do you think he will let you go after you deliver.” Rina was stunned at this new thought! She had been looking forward to her escape.”He will slit your throat once he gets what he wants .. “”So what should I do?””Abort that bastard in your belly and run for your life.””Nooooooo …” screamed Rina but the line had got disconnected by then.Rik who had been listening in on the conversation was just as stunned as his mother. They simply did not know what to do next? Should they call Mohammad? Should they flee? Should they simply ignore the call? The various options kept dancing around them. Finally, Rina decided that it would be best to call up and inform Mohammad.Mohammad threw a tantrum and cursed her roundly. “How on earth does anyone get to know about our c***d, you bitch?” he thundered, coolly forgetting that drunken orgy that he had had in the recent past where his tongue had been rather slippery. Another whore with whom he had been trying out his Tiger Penis had put two and two together to get a hazy picture of the situation and had passed this on to Mohammad’s brother and arch rival, Akbar, who had his eyes on the Mohammad’s crime business in the city.But after all that tongue lashing, Mohammad felt a pang of remorse or perhaps it was his concern for who he believed was his c***d. He agreed to pick Rina right away and bring her into the protection of his secret love nest.Rina arrived at Garden Reach in just the clothes that she had been wearing – denim jeans, and a light jacket that she had thrown over the tight T-shirt to hide her big breasts that were otherwise too evident! In her duffel bag, she had barely managed to stuff in a single salwar-kameez suit and a box of cosmetics plus the pill for her morning sickness that the doctor had prescribed.The moment she stepped into the house, Rina realised that the picnic was over. The atmosphere was tense and Mohammad was in no mood for any kind of fun and frolic. Instead he was making calls to his henchmen trying to figure out who all knew what about their movements.”Can you call in some of your friends to protect us?” Rina asked.”In this business, no one is your friend except these that we have in the cupboard!” He pulled out the guns giving one to Buddhu and keeping the two heavy revolvers for himself.”What about mine?” Rina asked.”You can think you can tackle a thug? Murder someone in cold blood?” Mohammad joked.”Better to have it, than not.” Rina persisted.”Ok, take that little Glock that you have already learnt to use,” tossing it to her. Then they sat down and switched on the TV.They came for Rik just as he was returning from college. He had barely got off the bus on the main road and was just about to turn into their alley when a Maruti Omni — a favourite with k**nappers because of the sliding doors — braked next to him. Before he could realise anything , a burly man got out, grabbed him by his hand and collar, pushed him into the back seat and jumped in behind him. It could not have taken more than 30 seconds and before anyone on the road, and there was hardly anyone who had noticed the a*****ion, could raise an alarm, the car sped away. Rik tried to resist but with two big men sitting on him and his face pressed hard against the floor there was little that he could do!The car sped through the city and came to stop inside an abandoned warehouse on the banks of the Hooghly river. Rik was pulled out the car and before he knew anything he was on the ground and hard blows and kicks were raining on him. Finally, after he had been softened up, the leader of the gang started asking him questions.”Where is that whore Rina?””Sir, I don’t know.””You don’t know where your mother is, you mother-fucker.” Another tight slap landed on his cheek.”He is with Mohammad.””And where are they?””Believe me, I don’t know.”The hammering continued as Rik desperately tried to protect his mother’s location even though he knew it from Google Maps!”Boss, we need to up the stakes …””Ok, get Rahim here.” Rik’s insides froze. If they knew Rahim then they would know much more and that would place his mother at even greater risk from both parties. But what could he do?He watched in horror as the old locksmith was dragged into the room and thrown on the floor.”We know that he opened that chastity belt for your mother.””Which means we also know that her c***d belongs to someone else.””Pardon me, Rik bhai,” cried the locksmith, “if only I had kept quiet in the bar …” but his voice was choked off with a kick on his face.”You see that we know all. Just tell us where that whore is.””I don’t know, please,” begged Rik.”Then we will kill you, just as we kill this skunk,” and before Rik could blink an eye, the gangster had pumped a single bullet into the locksmiths’s head, killing him instantly. Rik was shocked beyond words by this terrible brutality that happened in front him.”Now you see … that we mean business. Will you or will you not tell us where your mother is”Rik realised that resistance was futile. If he did not talk, they would kill him just as they had killed Rahim and even that might not save his mother.”Ok, this is the address where Mohammad and my mother are …” and told them about the house in Garden Reach.”Good, now if you want to live, get the fuck out of this city and don’t ever show your face here.” The thugs jumped into the car and sped away.What should he do? Rik wondered. Obviously he should warn his mother but then he was stuck here with a dead man and he could get involved with this murder as well. First things is do not leave tracks, physical or digital. He could see Rahim’s cellphone lying on the ground and he used his handkerchief to pick it and dialled on the phone that Mohammad had given to his mother. Rapidly he explained all that had happened and told her that he was planning to flee the city.”Ok, meet me at Santragachi,” whispered Rina, mentioning a small but extremely busy railway station, and cut the line.Rik carefully cleaned Rahim’s phone of his fingerprints and quickly left the warehouse, heading back to their flat to collect a few belongings.Back in Garden Reach, Rina warned Mohammad, “Boss, I think your brother is on his way here.””How do you know?” he asked and Rina quickly told him about the incident but cleverly left out the locksmith connection. “They beat the information out of him.””How did he know about this address?””I told him about the power station and the river so he must have given them a general idea,” Rina was deliberately vague, “But I am so worried about the poor boy.” She changed the topic. “I hope he is not too badly injured.””Ok, time to call in my troops.” Mohammad muttered to himself and started making phone calls.”I hope they reach this building before your brother does.”But that was not to be!Armed with the precise information that Rik had provided, Akbar and his two henchmen hit their hideout within the next hour itself, when Mohammad’s reinforcements were still a couple of miles away.After breaking down the front door with a well placed explosive bomb, the first thug charged in and was immediately killed by a lethal burst of fire from Buddhu. But Buddhu did not last long either as Akbar and his henchman let loose a literal firehose of bullets that cut him down in no time. Within the house it was room to room fighting as Mohammad and Rina dodged the attackers and finally managed to barricade themselves into one room while Akbar and his thug held the door.”Quickly,” Mohammad told Rina, “we must go the roof.” He climbed out of the window and without waiting for Rina, ran along the cornice jumped onto the terrace. Rina shoved the Glock into her jacket and followed her albeit slowly. Akbar and his man had also reached the terrace and this is where Rina realised what a terrific fighter Mohammad was. Not only did he reach the roof a second earlier but in that split second, both his guns were out and blazing, one from each hand and the two men were cut down before they could get off another shot! Akbar was still alive but his man seemed dead, but Mohammad was taking no chances. With both guns drawn he walked closer to where the two men had fallen.”You son of a bitch, Akbar, now I will kill you.” Thundered Mohammad.”But let me tell you one thing before I die,” Akbar knew he had no escape, and yet he wanted to inflict that last damage.”What? You mother-fucker?””If you think that you have a son,” he croaked, “then you are wrong.””What do you mean?””Your fancy chastity belt was opened by Rahim the locksmith and that whore is carrying someone else’s c***d. You are as impotent as a mule.””Noooooo …” screamed Mohammad and emptied the bullets of his revolver into his brother .. and then he turned around.Rina was standing behind him, her left hand gripping the wrist of the right which held the Glock pointing, just as Mohammad had taught her, straight at his heart.”You bitch, you betrayed me .. You will die.” Mohammad pressed the triggers of both his guns but there were no bullets left in any one of them.”Live and let die!” whispered Rina to herself and pulled the trigger on her gun, once, twice and then as Mohammad fell on the ground, cooly walked across, stooped over him and put a third bullet through his head……………………………………………..The Santragchi Digha EMU local of the South Eastern Railway had departed on time and now, at around a quarter to ten in the night, it was approaching Digha. Not being a weekend, there were not too many people going to the popular sea-side resort, near Calcutta but nevertheless there were quite a few people in the compartment and so neither Rik, nor Rina could speak much even though they had so much to talk about!Rina had reached Santragachi first, after crossing the river through the tunnel but daylight was fading in the early November evening. She thought of calling Rik to find out where he was but decided against using the phone — after all, who knows which phone was being tracked. After hanging around on the platform for a while she had ducked into the ladies toilet, not so much as to pee but more to catch her breath after that dash through the tunnel, then down the rope into the garden, out of the gates that were closing at dusk and then the long walk to the station. A tall girl in a jeans and T-shirt with a backpack on her back and a duffel back in her hand would have stood out in the crowd but she had managed to mingle with a group of college girls who had fortuitously come to the garden for some academic project. But once in the station, she was sticking out like a sore thumb.So in the privacy of the toilet, she had changed into the traditional salwar-kameez suit with the pallu tied around her head and almost covering her face but none could have guessed that stuck into her pajama’s or rather in her panties was a lethal Glock pistol that she might have to use again if required. When she emerged with the bag on her shoulder she seemed no different from the hundreds of people who were passing through the station. It was almost six o’clock when she spied Rik crossing the tracks and walked along the platform so that their passed crossed. He too was looking out for her and they quickly made eye contact before going to stand in front of the tea stall. Each ordered a cup of tea separately but as they stood sipping it Rina whispered, “Mohammad is dead, so is Akbar.””What next?””There is a train for Digha leaving at 6:15. We will board it at the last minute. Keep separate and watch out for people following us.”Rina placed the backpack on the ground and Rik, after scanning for anyone who might be watching them, picked it and slung it on his shoulder. Then they separated again, one standing at a book stall while the other sat on a bench. Both of them were looking out for suspicious strangers but fortunately there was no such person on the platform or the station — everyone seemed to be a genuine passenger, trying to head his or her own way.Just as the train was about to start, the two of them edged up to the train and as it started to pull out, first Rina and then Rik got boarded in two different compartments. They moved along the train, pushing through the crowd, passing through the vestibule connectors watching for anyone who may have been following them but fortunately, there was none. Finally, they found an empty compartment and sat down facing each other — so that each could watch the other’s back.It was an hour to Panskura where the train reversed itself, left the main track and took the spur that brought them to Digha. Most of the local commuters had disembarked at intermediate stations and only a handful of locals plus a few tourists were left when the train finally entered Digha. It was the last train of the day and most of the shops in the station were closed but there were a few rickshaws still waiting for the casual tourist. Rik and Rina had a quick dinner of noodles and and egg roll each at one shop that was still open and then hired a rickshaw.The rickshaw puller took one look at them and decided that they must be illicit lovers looking for quiet tryst with adultery!”Do you have a booking in any hotel?””No, can you help us find one.””Near the beach? Or …””A little in the interior, please, a little private.” Now he was sure of his guess. family types always preferred the beach. He started pedalling furiously towards the hotel that would give him the maximum commission for bringing in a tourist in this off-season.”Ma,” Rik whispered, “we will need an identity proof to check into a hotel. Police regulations.”Rina took the backpack and rifled through its contents. Then he pulled out a Drivers License in the name of one G Choubey and gave it to Rik. “Use that.””What about you?””In hotels like these, women are simply identified as Ms so-and-so, they would not bother,” she whispered.”Where did you get this?””And here is the cash.” She handed over two Rs 500 notes to Rik. “Without which they would not let us check-in.”Rina had stayed in such hotels in the past and was familiar with the way they operate. She hung back in the lobby as Rik went, paid in advance for two nights and checked themselves in.They got a tiny room on the third floor but it had cable TV, an attached bath and a large bed with clean, white sheets and pillows. There was a verandah that opened out towards a grove of cashew trees and in the distance, they could hear the crash of the surf on the beach. Rik was dying to ask his mother about all that happened but she kept up the pretense of being his lover, which in a sense she was! by holding his hands and smiling coyly all the time. Finally, when the door was closed behind them did she finally drop her guard.But not quite.”The room boy will come in a minute with drinking water. Ask for a mosquito repellent and then see if he can get a bottle of rum and some nuts and chips.That did not prove too difficult and very soon the boy returned with a bottle of Old Monk XXX and two bottles of Pepsi.”Now you must tell me all that happened.” Rik could not bear the suspense any longer and Rina finally told him about the fight at Mohammad’s house and how she had finally killed the thug and escaped through the tunnel.”But how did you get that driver’s license and the cash?””Actually Mohammad had assembled all this into a getaway kit. He knew that if he had to flee, he would need not only guns but also these little things without which it is difficult to be on the run. He was a pretty well organised fellow.””So you had the time to look through all this!””I was in hurry, but I thought that a little time spent in looking through the almirah would help. In any case, I had picked up the spent cartridges from my pistol … had learnt it from Mohammad, not to leave them lying around for police to check.””Let me see that pistol of yours.””But first let us switch on the TV and see what the news has to say about us.”Sure enough, their incident was all over the TV channels but fortunately none of them mentioned anything about a missing or mystery woman! All channels were reporting that a gangland war had broken out in Garden Reach and five well known criminals were killed, most probably by each other. Five mugshots were moving across the frame.”Hey that is Mohammad and Buddhu.” exclaimed Rina.”And that is Akbar and his two cronies,” added Rik.”This means that anybody who knows either of us by sight is dead! Great!” exclaimed Rina.”Unfortunately, so is Rahim, the one who freed you.””He would have been alive if had kept his mouth shut. We should not have given him all that cash. It turned his head.””But this calls for some celebration.””First I need to take a bath.””You alone? Of the two of us …” grinned Rik.”Ok, young man.”It was a tiny bathroom but the geyser was effective and the water was hot. Mother and son stood under the shower and then soaped each other with great abandon. Rina stroked her son’s penis while Rik squeezed his mother’s breasts and both of them ran their fingers up and down each others butt crack, while the warm water drained away all the dirt, grime and tiredness from their highly refreshed bodies. Then they dried themselves and stood facing each other, naked as the the day they were born and at peace with each other.”We do not have clothes to sleep in.””We hardly have any clothes, so we might as well get into bed like this itself.””But first pour me some of the Old Monk. I am dying for a drink.””But even before that let me take a look at the Glock pistol of yours.””Careful, make sure that the safety cock is on. It will be difficult to explain another shoot out here.”All three of them, the mother and the son and the deadly Glock pistol got into bed together and Rina made Rik tell her all that had happened at home while Rina in turn recounted, once again, the murderous fight that she had participated in, in Garden Reach.”So that little practice with that pistol really paid off — it saved your life and here we are.””But that pistol taught me something else as well, something that is a little more naughty.” She grinned.”What!””A gun in your hand is a great boost to your confidence, your ego .. and if I may so, one’s pleasure.””I don’t get you.” Even though he thought he knew what she was referring to.”I don’t know about men, but for me it was the ultimate aphrodisiac.””You were turned on by the gun?””I got an an orgasm with even a wimp like Mohammad, while we were fucking under the stars, in the Botanical Gardens.””So let me fuck you once again, right now.””I was waiting for you to say so, while you were jabbering and talking all this while.”In a moment the room exploded with feverish excitement! Both of them were already naked and Rik pounced on his mother and pressed her on her back on the bed. Rina coo-ed with pleasure, took the gun in her hands and started to rub the cold steel of the barrel against her pubic mound. Rik was by now rock hard and he roughly pushed the gun away and pressed his penis against her cunt. Rina’s vagina was already moist and Rik pressed into her with hardly any resistance. Then he started to pump his prick into his mother’s body as she started to moan gently and stiffened her body in pleasure. Rina’s eyes were closed, her mouth was open in a silent scream and the gun in her hand was clenched tight. It was as if the pistol was being shoved into her cunt and the mere thought sent waves of pleasure rippling across her body.Rik too was throbbing with pleasure and anticipation. Not only was his hard and stiff member ramming again and again into his mother’s belly, his balls slapping against her butt, but he had grabbed his mother’s hand and had turned the gun at her throat, then on her lips and was pushing it through her teeth into her mouth. Thankfully, the gun was safely cocked as otherwise this madness might have resulted in a meaningless accident … but then once you have walked on the razor’s edge, anything else is rather timid! Finally, after this deadly play with the gun, Rik’s personal gun, not the Glock that he and his mother was wrestling with, went off in a rumble of grunts, groans, moans and pure ecstasy and Rina felt her innards being flooded once again with the familiar fluid of male pleasure.They collapsed and lay in each other’s arms for few minutes, to regain their breath and then Rik got up and lazily poured themselves another stiff peg each of the dark rum.”So Ma, what next?” His voice was getting slurred with the rum.”I am thinking about it.” So was hers!”When do we go back to Bowbazar again?””I am wondering whether we need to ..””You have any other plan.””I want to leave all that muck behind and start a new life, with the c***d, our c***d, who is on the way. I don’t want him to go through all that you and I have gone together.””I know but what do you want to do?””What if we start a hotel, say in Digha here, or somewhere nearby, in Shankarpur or Tajpur?””That would be wonderful, but can we do it?””I know people in the entertainment and hospitality business .. “”But money, what about money? Where will we get that ..””Well we will have to find that””Where shall we get it from?””Give me that backpack that you have been carrying all evening.” Rina was grinning.”What else have you got in that sack?” Rik was suddenly curious.”Look.” Rina put her hand in the bag and pulled out a small sack that was tied with a string. She opened the string and poured out … a gleaming shower of gold coins! “That was Mohammad’s insurance policy and now that he is dead, we are the beneficiaries.” She whispered.”Oh god, this is pure 24 carat gold, this must be worth lakhs.””It was hidden along with the rest of his escape kit, with the guns .. and I just picked them up before escaping.””And with everyone dead, there is none to claim it … it is ours.””It is ours and for our c***d.”Mother and son, gun and gold disappeared under the sheets. Tomorrow will be another day…………………………………….P.S. The tunnel under the Hooghly River, that was used by Rina, does exist and is considered to be a masterpiece of early 20th century civil engineering. It was built by the electricity company to carry cables across the river.
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