Incestuous Mysteries of Anaganath – Part 5

First of all, thank you to all readers who read this series truly, shagged their dicks, and fingered their pussies. Also, thank you to those who all texted me regarding the series.

In the earlier chapter, I recounted the story of Indrahara and his mother's first honeymoon as a newly married couple. In this section, I will delve into how Indrahara embarrasses his older brother, Pranukal, by engaging in romantic activities with his sister, mother, and wife, Kantamini.

While Kantamini was absent from the kingdom due to her pregnancy, Indrahara seized the opportunity to engage intimately with his sister and mother. He continued to do so daily, and they both ended up carrying his child as well.

A mere month separated Kantamini from his other wives. After giving birth to a son, Kantamini eagerly awaited Indrahara's decision. Yet, just a month later, his mother also delivered a baby girl, and his sister welcomed a baby boy.

Now, he commanded her presence, and upon her return, Indrahara recounted everything that had transpired. However, she refused to believe it and directed her curses at him. Amid this, Mamatara and Anshora arrived and attempted to comfort her, but she also cursed them.

Under the shroud of darkness, he sneaked into her chambers, his heart filled with longing for her. She struggled to push him away and resist his advances, but eventually, she succumbed to his charms within mere minutes.

Holding her up with one arm, he ravished her body, their passion uncontainable. As they moved to the bed, he blindfolded her with a soft fabric, heightening her senses. Soon, Mamatara and Anshora appeared, their nude figures adding to the sensual atmosphere.

His fingers danced over Kantamini's pleasure points as he beckoned Mamatara to join in. It was a romantic dance of desire, and soon, she was on the brink of ecstasy.

Indrahara ordered Mamatara to lick Kantamini's pussy. He couldn't help but think of how he longed to make love to his mother, Anshora. She couldn't resist the sensory overload of Mamatara's luscious tongue.

With a command, Indrahara instructed Anshora to use her tongue to lavish attention on Kantamini's body. As she eagerly complied, the sensation of tingling licks and passionate kisses was almost too much to bear.

Meanwhile, Indrahara took his sister from behind, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm. She continued to ravish Kantamini's sensitive area with her mouth. He removed the cloth that had been covering her eyes.

She was shocked to witness her mother-in-law and sister-in-law engaged in passionate lovemaking and licking her body. Despite her initial horror, she couldn't deny the arousal that was building within her from their seductive and wild lovemaking.

Kantamini gave in to the pleasure and let them continue, savouring every pleasurable sensation they bestowed upon her. The moonlit room enveloped them in its romantic aura. He pleasured Kantamini in the passionate doggy position.

At the same time, her lips eagerly latched onto Anshora's breast, drawing out her sweet milk. Anshora sensually licked her son's balls. Switching positions, he then made love to Anshora in the intimate missionary pose. Kantamini and Mamatara sensuously suckled on her tit.

Through these intimate experiences, their bond deepened- he would pleasure all three of them whenever desire struck and even indulge in all three simultaneously. It became an integral aspect of their shared existence.

In Anaganath's embrace, hearts found unchained freedom, where love's embrace knew no bounds. Forbidden longings whispered sweetly as families revelled in the ecstasy of their shared passions.

He conceived a devious plan to retrieve his brother from jail. Then, shame him by engaging in intimate acts with his wife, mother, and sister in his presence in a passionate display of vengeance.

The following day, he whisked his trio of wives to Sukhila. He revealed that he had a captivating surprise in store. As the evening descended, he summoned all three of his beloved wives to his side.

He announced to his three beloved wives, "Our intimate time together today would be unlike anything we have experienced before. The passion and pleasure we will share will leave us all in a state of pure bliss."

But before that, he put his brother Pranukal in the side of his room. He put a glass mirror between both rooms and tied his hands and legs, too. He now sweetly commanded all three of them to face the opposite direction and draw back the curtains.

They complied with his instructions. The sight of Pranukal in such a vulnerable state took them aback. None of them knew how to respond. Kantamini aside, Mamatara and Anshora were aware of Pranukal's incarceration. But little did they realize he would appear before them in such a dishevelled state.

He had been reduced to utter frailty. In a romantic tone, he declared, "My dear ladies, today you have two options: to submit or to rule. If you choose submission, then I am your choice. However, if you crave authority, then Pranukal is the one for you."

The three of them were left perplexed. But after much contemplation, they made their decision. "We shall humiliate Pranukal. But instead of domination, we will shower you with our affection and then submit to you."

Hearing their resolution filled him with joy, as it was a delightful surprise. "In that case, I graciously accept your decision," he replied. He commanded them to head to Pranukal and shame him. And there they were, all three of them, bare and inside his chambers.

Mamatara unveiled the blindfold from Pranukal's eyes. He was struck with dread upon seeing his treasured sister, mother, and wife unclothed. Sweat trickled down his skin, his anger rising as he cursed Indrahara. He stood there, clad only in his undergarments.

In a display of cruel humiliation, they bound his mouth shut. Mamatara cruelly taunted, "You are nothing but a spineless and feeble brother, allowing your own family to shame you. Just wait and watch as your former wife, Kantamini, is drilled off by your brother, Indrahara."

Anshora declared, "I have always requested your romantic attention, yet your lack of effort has led us to this day. I warned you that failure to please me would result in repercussions for your loved ones, and here we are. You are nothing but a feeble son and a dishonourable husband, unable to fulfil the desires of your wife."

With tears streaming down his face and angry words spewing from his mouth, Kantamini ripped off his underwear. Despite his vulnerable state, she couldn't help but let out a laugh as she caught a glimpse of his semi-erect member.

"You're still the same useless and self-proclaimed cuckold of a husband," she jeered, "But now you'll finally learn how to make your ex-wife happy and satisfy her every desire truly."

Indrahara was admiring the scene. Kantamini playfully caressed Pranukal's flaccid member before striking it with her hand, causing him to wince.

The three of them took turns teasing and pleasuring Pranukal's manhood. One would lightly stroke it, another would give it a firm smack, and the last would sensually lick it. Indrahara couldn't help but savour the erotic sight before him.

Anshora said, "My dear Pranukal, you are aware of how Indrahara has loved us all since he married us. We are now his devoted wives and have borne him truly beautiful children. I made a simple request, hoping you would fulfil my heart's desires, but you rejected it."

"Now, witness the consequences of your actions – you will see firsthand. How Me, your sister, and your beloved wife Kantamini will give ourselves to your younger brother Indrahara, allowing him to pleasure us completely and leave his seeds in our womb."

"I am willing to offer you another opportunity, but it comes with a single stipulation. If you can fulfil it, you will be set free. Otherwise, you will face the repercussions. The condition is that you must maintain a strong erection while Indrahara fuck all three of us twice. And you must not release your semen until we give permission."

They freed his hands and legs and also his mouth fold. Now, all three of them went to Indrahara and pleasured him. They showed Pranukal how to explore a woman's body. They lay entangled in each other's arms. Indrahara could feel the warmth of his wives' bodies against his.

He was the luckiest man in the kingdom to have not one but three beautiful and passionate women as his wives. They were more than just his spouses. They were his partners in every aspect of life. Their sexual chemistry was undeniable, as evidenced by the passionate lovemaking they had just engaged in.

Looking at each of his wives, Indrahara felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. He had always been a man of high sexual appetite. His wives were more than willing to fulfil his desires. He ran his hands over their naked bodies. He could not help but marvel at the softness and curves of their skin.

Each woman had her unique beauty, and he loved each of them for it. Indrahara's hand moved down to Kantamini's thigh, his fingers tracing circles on her soft skin. She moaned in response, her lips parting as she gazed at him with desire in her eyes.

He leaned down to capture her lips in a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining in a dance of passion. Anshora's hand slid down Indrahara's chest, her fingertips lightly grazing his skin. She leaned in to kiss his neck, her long hair cascading over his chest.

As she moved her hips against his, he could feel her wetness against his member. Grunting, he lifted himself and positioned her on top of him. Anshora's gasps filled the room as he slowly entered her, her walls pulsing around him. Meanwhile, Mamatara watched with a mixture of desire and excitement.

She felt a fire burning within her as she watched her husband and his other wives. His hand reached out to her, pulling her towards him. She straddled him, her eyes locking with his as they kissed hungrily.

Indrahara's hands moved from Anshora's hips to Mamatara's breasts. His fingers expertly teased her sensitive nipples. Mamatara moaned, her head falling back as she rode him with abandon. Indrahara's hips met hers with an equal intensity, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

Pranukal was putting in all his effort to enhance the strength of his arousal. However, his flaccid member was refusing to cooperate with the passionate group setting that lay before his eyes. Despite his attempts, Indrahara and his wives were focused on each other, paying no attention to Pranukal's struggles.

In an unexpected moment, he let out a loud moan as his feeble and lifeless penis released his ejaculate. As they all witnessed his actions, the four couldn't help but laugh at him. They continued with their spiteful behaviour. He was cursing them all and was threatening to kill Indrahara.

As the four of them moved in perfect harmony, their moans and cries of pleasure echoed in the room. Indrahara was the centre of their attention. His desire to pleasure each of his wives was equally evident in the way he moved and touched them.

The room was filled with the scent of their arousal. The heat between them only intensified with each passing moment. Their movements became more frantic as the intensity of their pleasure built up. Indrahara could feel his release approaching.

With one final thrust, he let out a primal growl as he climaxed. His wives followed suit, their walls clenching around him as they were hit with wave after wave of pleasure. As they collapsed on the bed, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Indrahara held his wives close to him.

He knew that their sexual adventures were far from over. He couldn't wait to explore all the pleasures that awaited them as a foursome. With his wives by his side, he felt invincible and complete. They were his everything, and nothing could ever come between them.

Indrahara whispered sweetly, "Have you beheld, my dear ladies, how this enfeebled forest-dweller couldn't even sustain himself for more than a fleeting five minutes?"

Anshora lamented, "It shames me to have birthed such a weak-willed son. Yet I am also filled with pride for bearing Indrahara, a man who genuinely treasures his woman and his kingdom." Their laughter rang out at his predicament.

Indrahara commanded his attendants to capture Pranukal and to be vigilant until his dying breath.