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Mira’s XXX Adventures in the Village


Mira was in trouble and she knew it. Her rebellious nature had finally gotten her in real trouble. She’d taken a necklace out of old Shiv Mandir while the pandit was out gathering fruit and she’d gotten caught with it. Now she was being called in front of the village wise men for punishment. Mira stared at the entrance of the cave where the wise men sat each day to settle disputes, answer questions, tell people when to plant and all of the other things the wise men decided for her people. She’d never been in that dark place, and had never wanted to.

She had to duck when she went in. Mira was tall for one of her people. She was also slim. She could run faster than any of the boys, though when she did that now her breasts sometimes hurt. They had grown a lot in the last year or two and stuck out from her slim chest in what she thought was an ugly and misshapen way. The soft cotton tunic she wore shifted and slid over her long brown nipples as she ducked. That was another thing she didn’t understand. Those nipples caused her more trouble than anything else about her body. They were always in her consciousness because they always felt so … so … good. She’d been seized by the urge to rub and squeeze them a lot lately, and when she did it caused the most lovely sensations to run through her body. It also made her feel … well … good between her legs.

Mira knew about where babies came from. She’d seen several childbirths. But she couldn’t believe some of the stories she heard. Like that one her friend Manu had told her about a man sticking his penis in the hole a baby came out of. Of course a baby was lots bigger than a penis, so she knew it would fit, but those women in childbirth didn’t act like they were having a fun time, and Manu swore that when a man stuck his penis in that hole it felt really nice. Mira had asked Manu how she knew and that had bothered Manu for some reason. She stammered and finally said her brother had told her about it. Mira had thought about that a lot. She knew that some girls got a baby inside them before they were married, but they were only the bad girls, who were being punished by the wise men. It was a puzzle to the girl.

But all those thoughts were far from Mira’s head now, other than the twinge of pleasure she felt in her nipples when she ducked and entered the wise men’s cave. Right now she was frightened. Who knew what those old men would do about her theft?

It was too dark to see who the individual men were. There was a smoky fire burning in the fire pit, but it was mostly coals. Every once in a while, a disembodied hand appeared over the coals and dropped some herbs into the fire. Sweet and somehow scary smells came from those herbs, and they made Mira’s head spin. She had wanted her mother to come with her to the council, but she’d refused. She’d said something Mira didn’t understand: “You’re a big girl now Mira. You’ve seen eighteen summers, and you knew that what you were doing was wrong. Now you must pay the consequences.”

Mira stood there in the dark for a long time before a gruff voice came out of the dark. It told her to stand by the fire, and when she did, it said to remove her tunic. She thought that was odd, but the fumes from the fire made her pliable and she lifted the garment over her head. There were murmured voices and the voice came back. “You stole from one of our people. For stealing, you will be assigned to the baths for six moons.” The voice fell silent.

Mira shook her head.

Something was wrong here! She couldn’t be assigned to the bath house.

Only the girls who got pregnant before they were married were punished by being sent there. She knew this because all the girls who worked in the bathhouse were pregnant. She saw them every time she took a bath herself. They were required to help all the bathers, and dry them with the big soft towels that could only be found in that place. Her rebellious nature surged to the surface of her fogged mind. “But I’m not with child! I can’t be sent to the sauna! Only the bad girls are sent there!”

It was silent for a few seconds and a different deep voice came out of the darkness. “Mira you ARE a bad girl. Stealing is bad and you have stolen. This is your punishment. Now leave, and report to the Baths.”

Mira stumbled out of the cave and looked around with bleary eyes. She realized she was still holding her tunic and she put it back on. She thought briefly – very briefly – about running away. But life outside the village was very hard and very dangerous. Besides, it was only six months.

Mira stood before Mehadi, the mistress of the baths. Mehadi’s stomach was swollen and heavy with child, but then Mehadi had been pregnant for as long as Mira could remember – sometimes more and sometimes less. Mira was friends with two of Mehadi’s daughters, who she had been in school with. Mehadi had always worked in the bath house. She was perhaps forty summers old, and living in the humid atmosphere of the bath house had kept her skin soft and supple. Her hair was black as night and hung to her bottom. She was naked, but that didn’t seem odd. Everyone in the baths was naked. She examined Mira with a critical eye. “I’ve talked with your mother. You may be a difficult case” she said. Mira didn’t understand, but the first thing she had learned in the baths was not to ask questions. Girls who caused trouble in the baths got assigned to making soap or laundry, and that was hot, hard work that Mira wanted no part of. Mehadi went on. “The last time you bled was last week, yes?” She looked at Mira expectantly. When Mira nodded she said I’m going to start you out on the boys and young men pools. Then maybe later we’ll try something else. You have a brother, yes?”

Mira thought that was an odd question. Mehadi had to know about Mira’s older brother. He took baths too. Everyone in the village took baths, and Mehadi saw them all, every week, usually several times a week. “Yes, Mehadi. His name is Uday.”

“Well, then” said Mehadi. “You will bathe the young boys for a week, and then you will bathe your brother Uday.”

The enormity of those words sunk into Mira’s brain and she couldn’t keep a comment from coming out of her mouth. “But the boys … my brother … they’ll see me … naked.”

“Yes” said Mehadi. “They will.” She turned and left the chamber.

It wasn’t until Mira had to work her first full day in the baths that she realized the other side of the issue. While the boys got to see her naked, she also got to see them naked. Much more, in fact, since she was required to help them bathe. That meant they stood in the pools of hot water while she ran her hands all over their bodies, using the sweet smelling soap that her village was known for. There were six large pools of bubbling water that came out of the ground very hot. Each pool drained into another, lower down. By the time the water left the bathhouse it was only warm. So there was a pool of water in the house that was the perfect temperature for every bather. Another thing about her assignment was that she only had to work half a day. Bathing was done by age and sex. Early in the morning the women came to the baths. They were done in a few hours and young girls were next. After lunch the young boys came to bathe, and after them the older boys. The men didn’t bathe until after the evening meal, and they sometimes lounged in the baths until well after dark. So, being assigned to young boys meant that Mira only had to work for a few hours after lunch. It wasn’t so bad.

Mira learned very quickly that when she washed the boys, many of them reacted in a strange way. As she washed each little penis, it often enlarged and began to stick out from the boy’s body. Most of them didn’t say or do anything when this happened, but some of the older ones sighed a lot and asked Mira to wash them very much down there. She didn’t mind. This punishment wasn’t nearly as horrible as she thought it would be. There were only two other bath girls who worked with Mira. The others worked with other ages. Mira noticed that the girls who were heavy with child, like Mehadi was, worked at the times the women and girls bathed.

Her first week passed quickly and it wasn’t until she came to work one day and Mehadi reminded her she was to work with the older boys that day that she realized she would have to bathe her brother, Uday. Her face burned red as she thought about this and Mehadi noticed. She frowned and said “Now, Mira, washing the older boys is different. Sometimes they wish to wash you as you wash them. This is normal, and is not something you are to resist.” She looked at Mira’s wide stare. “Don’t be afraid. Being washed by a boy is quite often fun.” Mira stared even harder. How could being washed in the baths be fun? She’d been washed in the baths by other girls since she was a baby. It felt good, yes, but she’d never had called it ‘fun’.

Mira thought about all this as she folded towels, waiting for the young boys to leave and the older boys to come in. She heard them before she saw them. They were loud. The girls who were working this shift were different too. Their eyes were bright and they smiled a lot. They acted like they were looking forward to their jobs. Just then six of the older boys came noisily into the bathing chamber. One of them was Uday. She stared. The first thing she noticed was that the penises dangling between the legs of these boys were much bigger. One of them – the one belonging to a boy named Apu – was already hard and sticking out from a thatch of black hair surrounding the base. It was this penis that all the noise was about. The other boys were pointing at it and laughing. One of the bath girls, the one named Vandana, skipped over to the group and announced “I’ll take care of this problem. You boys go on and leave us alone.” Now even more catcalls, shouts and whistles rang out as she led Apu to the pool farthest away from the rest.

What amazed Mira, though, was that as Vandana led Apu off into the dark corner, most of the rest of the boy’s penises began to elongate and stand up too! Soon there were five more long hard prods waving in the air. Her eyes were immediately drawn to Uday. Her brother’s penis was one of the ones that was stiff. It looked angry, with it’s big purple head and thick, veined shaft. Another one with a stiff penis was a boy named Nitesh. Mira had known Nitesh all her life. They had grown up together, playing games. She caught his eye and smiled. The look in his eye when he realized who she was astounded her. First his eyes widened, then he grinned, a scary, almost mean looking grin. “Well, look who we have in the bath house today” he crowed, stalking toward her. “It’s little Mira!” For some reason he had put his hand around his hard member and was stroking it up and down as he walked toward her. “I have something here for little Mira” yelled Nitesh.

Mira was frozen, like a bird who is being approached by the snake. Nitesh wasn’t acting like her playmate! He was acting scary! She didn’t know what to do. Just as he reached her, and his hand closed over the towel she was holding up in front of her, a large hand came swinging out of nowhere and a fist landed on the side of Nitesh’s head. He collapsed like a sack of dead cats. Mira’s frightened eyes followed the arm attached to that fist and she sighed in relief as she saw it was Uday. She smiled tentatively at him.

But there was a strange look in his eye too. He plucked the towel from her hands and gazed at her naked body. He licked his lips and his voice croaked. “Mira will be bathing me,” he said in a loud voice. His head turned to the other boys. Several of them licked their lips too, but none said anything. Two of the other girls began pulling the boys away from Uday and Mira and giggled as the boys began grabbing at them. Suddenly, Mira and her brother were alone together. Mira looked up at her brother, who was still looking at her naked body intently. “You have grown much since I last saw you without clothing,” he said. Mira gasped as he too began stroking his penis back and forth. “You are very beautiful, Mira.” he added. Mira could not tear her eyes away from his enlarged phallus. There was a little hole at the end of it, and a whitish drop of liquid was seeping out of that hole. Uday put his fingers gently around her chin and lifted it until she was looking in his eyes. “Wash me” he said softly as he sat down in the hot water.

She began on his shoulders, from behind him, as she had been taught to do. As her hands slid down onto his chest, her breasts pressed into his back. With the little boys, this had not effected her, but now, with her brother, she felt her nipples scraping across his back and little pains of pleasure shot through her. She lathered his hair and then did each of his arms, feeling the muscles rippling in them. He stood, and then turned to face her. His penis was large and hard as rock. Without being told, Mira began to lather the long cock. She stroked it gently, soaping it as she had the little boys’ penises, but Uday hissed with pleasure as she ran her hands up and down it. His thighs tightened and his loins pushed toward her. Then his hands were batting her hand away from his prod as he mumbled “Not in your hand.” His hands slipped under her arms and lifted her to her feet. Then he pressed his front to hers and his soapy hands began to wash her back. They slid to her buttocks and she panted with the pleasure he gave her. Never had she felt like this while bathing. She felt something between her legs and realized it was his stiff penis, pressing against her. There was a place between her legs she liked to push against, and rub. His penis did both.

Now her brother was panting and he was pushing her toward the large flat rock at the edge of the pool. He made her sit, wading between her legs. She leaned back, supporting herself with her arms as he spread her legs wide with his hands under her knees. He put her heels on the edge of the rock and then pulled her hips until her wide open sex was also at the edge of the rock. Now he fisted his steel penis and aimed it at her sex. Suddenly, Mira realized what he was going to do. He was going to have sex with her! She lifted her hands without thinking, to ward him off, and fell back, hitting the rock hard as she felt his hands on her hips. Then, before she could catch her breath, or sit up, or push him away, she felt a sharp pain between her thighs, where she knew her sex was. She struggled back up, supporting herself on her hands again and looked down in horror where her brother’s mammoth rock hard bone was buried completely in her pussy.

“But Uday … you can’t…” she shrieked.

He looked down at her with that odd look in his eye. “But I already have, little sister.”

“But why?” she wailed.

“What do you mean … why?” he asked. “What did you THINK would happen to you in the baths? Why do you think you were SENT here, you silly girl? You were sent here to do THIS! To get with child! To settle your wild spirit down!”

Mira was stunned. She looked around wildly, for help. Her horrified gaze fell on another corner, where Vandana had led Apu. There she saw Vandana, flat on her back, Apu’s hips rising and falling lustily between her thighs! Apu was fucking Vandana, just as her brother had said! And Vandana seemed to like that just fine! She was moaning and urging Apu to go deeper and faster, as her hips lunged up off the rock. Yes, this was obviously something Vandana had done before, and which she liked to do a LOT!

Ironically, about then, Uday dragged his engorged penis slowly out of Mira’s poor stretched pussy. In the process, the top of his rod scraped along that special spot she loved to press and a surge of electric pleasure shot through her. When he immediately slid his bone back into her she realized that the pain she had felt before was fading quickly. In fact, she could hardly remember that pain at all. Uday’s prod still stretched her, causing a lot of pressure, but it wasn’t painful pressure any more. Again he withdrew and slid the long organ back into her. Again she was subjected to a surge of pleasure between her legs. Then Uday leaned over and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. While he sucked he began to fuck his sister with long hard strokes.

Mira got light headed as the pleasure washed over her body. She couldn’t concentrate on any one thing. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. Dimly she heard her brother growl “And I, little sister, am going to be the one that plants a baby in your sweet belly.” Now he pounded her poor virgin pussy relentlessly and something inside of Mira snapped. She felt the feeling start somewhere in her stomach, but it burst outward, moving to her arms, her knees, even her toes, which curled tightly as the feeling smothered her and she thought she might die from the pleasure. She gasped for air as her lungs began to work again and she realized her own hips were lurching up off the rock, just as she had seen Vandana’s doing. She also realized her voice was making noises … high pitched, keening noises … of a sort she had never made before in her life. It was just then that Uday lurched into her one last time and froze. She felt his organ inside her swell even larger and then a wash of warm wetness flooded her inside. She knew this was his seed, and that it was filling her completely. Part of her mind couldn’t believe her brother would try to make a baby with her, but another part, deep inside, hoped he would never stop trying. He grunted and another wave of hot fluid shot into her, filling her even more. Finally he sagged onto his arms, gasping for breath as he leaned over her. Ever so slowly she felt his penis begin to get smaller and slip out of her. When he at last stood up, she saw his member was slick with pinkish white streaks. Her eyes were drawn to her own sex, which was messy with the same fluid, which was leaking out of her in large dollops.

“If you let it fall out, I’ll just have to put some more in, little sister” her brother grinned at her. Instinctively she slapped one hand over her pussy, sealing her sex with her fingers, as he laughed. “It won’t really matter anyway” he said as he went and hugged her close, his hands cupping her naked buttocks. “I’m planning on putting some more in there anyway.”

And he did too. Every day Uday came to the baths to have his sister bathe him. And every day she ended up spreading her legs for him, whereupon he gladly plugged his manhood into her and flooded her nubile sex with his seed. She began to anticipate his coming … and want it.

And when her favourite Uncle came to the baths and saw her there he smiled. She smiled too, taking him a towel. “Uncle, you must let me bathe you,” she said, her pussy tingling. The thing hanging between her Uncle’s thighs was MUCH bigger than Uday’s.

 

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