Split Personality
A romantic, paranormal and psychological thriller
Kotra Siva Rama Krishna
She let out a small cry with pleasure, when he settled between her thighs and put his left hand straight on the lips of her vagina while holding his bulged thing in his right hand just like before. His body was with full of thrill anticipating the major pleasure-full action and he stooped on her keeping the thing in his right hand just like that while keeping the small opening he made between her vaginal lips to put his bulged thing into it. Just at the moment, when he was about to make the grand entrance of his thing into her, that one thing has happened for which he was feeling fear all the time. There was grand shivering of his thing and silvery drops gushed out from it drenching his hand and her under parts of her also.
It was not just he who was so much looking forward for that greatest thing but she was also so much waiting for that. She felt his fingers on the walls of her vagina, sensed the opening of them, she knew the purpose behind and her heart was with full of thrill and pleasure! She was waiting so eagerly for the entrance of it into her, for the thrusting up of it into her forgetting all her fear whether her small thing could accommodate it or not. But nothing was taken place and it was like an eternity!
When she felt the removal of touch of his fingers on her vagina and hearing his sighing heavily, she opened her eyes and looked straight. The fully bulged and intimidated thing before, now was a small one, almost invisible under the huge growth of the hair.
“What happened?” now there was impatience in the place of shame. Why he did not do that she was wondering in herself. Her best friend said all the time about the beautiful and pleasure-some sexual intercourse but never a failure like this.
“I got my release. It takes time to me to make it up again.” He was feeling insult as he could not do it to her then.
“What it is you got your release?” now she sat on the bed looking at his thing with irritation and disgusting in her face. “Why your thing has become this small now?”
“Your best friend did not say anything about this to you?” his face also was filled with irritation. “Sometimes this happens to men that they release before entering into the women. Then it takes time to them to make their things up once more.”
“Then make your thing up and fuck me.” Then the full irritation in her made her forget all her shame. “Once we do over with it, I am feeling sleepy and I have to sleep.”
Her talking like that hurt him a lot and he looked at his thing. It was appearing so small now and it was just like he lost all his strength. Now he was feeling no excitement looking at her naked body as he felt before. But touching it now was important to make his thing up.
“Don’t touch me. Just make your thing up and over with it.” when he laid himself on the side of her and hugged her naked body she said with all irritation in her voice.
“Unless I touch your body in this way I cannot make my thing up again.” His voice was weak and then the way she looked at him was just like a whiplash. But it seemed somehow she understood the situation and said “alright”.
Then tightening his hug even more he kissed on her face, breasts and to his surprise and happiness found his thing getting up again. Slowly it was once again fully bulged and when he confirmed it was at its full strength, he settled himself once again between her thighs. This time she did not close her face with her palms and staring at him direct while feeling the groping of his fingers on her vaginal walls making the small gap. Once again there was the same excitement and thrill in him and once again he made his fully bulged thing upto the opening and about to insert it into that.
But then it has happened in the same way, in an unexpected way, his thing shivered tremendously gushing out the silvery drops once again and he felt he lost all his strength. In the immediate instant, he removed his hand from her vagina, left his thing to dangle and slumped himself between the thighs of her.
“What happened?” the impatience in her face was killing him rather than the insult at his inability to do that to her.
“I got my release again.......” his voice was weak and with hurt. “........before I make any entrance into you.”
“You got your release again?” she sat bolt straight on the bed and he hung his head as he could not look into her face straight. “How many times you get your release like this even before you put even an inch of your thing into me?”
“I don’t know why it is happening like this to me.” He managed to look into her face and his face was with full of hurt and confusion. “But I can do that to you. I am sure I can do that to you.”
“You can do nothing to me just because you are a eunuch!” Her bubbling up irritation and dissatisfaction gave way to full wrath. “I have given you full chance two times but the two times you are miserably failed. In my opinion it is just because you are a eunuch and you cannot do that.”
“No it is not that. It is not at all like that.” The hurt in his face was increased even more. For the first time he started feeling why he has married.
“I felt so happy when I saw you as six feet height and matching width. But I never have expected that you do fail like this in that. It is just my misfortune that I have been married a man like you. Nothing else.” She covered her face with her palms and burst into weeping.
“No, please don’t weep like that! Don’t weep. I can do that.” He tried to put his hands around her shoulders and said.
“Just shut up! What all you have to do now is just sleep and let me sleep also. Don’t try to disturb me in the entire night of this day. And don’t try to come near to me ever if you are not sure yourself that you can do that.” After saying vehemently like that, she got off from the bed, dressed herself completely and fell on the bed trying to put herself to sleep.
He also followed her suit as he understood that he could not do anything except that then and both of them also did not sleep for a long time and even then also it was a fitful sleep.
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“Oh, its good! Its good!” she was saying holding him with both of her hands around his neck. “Go little more further.”
“No, I cannot. It should not be.” He said while moving his thing in the available gap.“You are not a woman yet. Don’t forget that.”
But it was wonderful! It was so much good! The feeling of his erected penis in the very small opening of her thing, however much little it was quite delicious, delightful!
When he put his both hands on her little developing breasts and took the tits of them into his hands, she yelled a little. She just could not remain without whimpering with pleasure while he was gently teasing them. She tightened her grip around him even more. When he removed his hands from her breasts and downed even more and took her right breast entirely into his mouth, she put her hands on his cleanly shaved head and hugged him tightly. It made his thing withdrew from her socket but the pleasure she was enjoying was ultimate, complete! He continued teasing gently the tit of her left breast
“Just good.... just good...go on.....go on” she was saying.
But suddenly depriving her all that pleasure, there was heavy shaking of her right shoulder and she came into this world.
“What’s that much good and you want it to be continued?” when she opened her eyes, she straight looked into the face of Viswanadh who was looking into her face with a smile.
“Why you have disturbed me? You indeed deprived me of great pleasure!” Evalla’s face was with full irritation.
“I am sorry if it is so.” Viswanadh mocked a regretful expression. “But tell me what it was making you feel that much good.”
“Someone was fucking me. I have been enjoying so much pleasure and you disturbed me.”
“Better than I also?” he laughed.
“I cannot say it is so.” She put her both hands around his neck and kissed on his lips. In fact the fucking in his hands was so much good better than the pleasure she enjoyed in anyone else’ hands but she did not want to say so to him. “But it was some fucking, I was enjoying some pleasure and I just did not want to be deprived of it.” she yawned heavily.
“If I fuck you now give you pleasure can feel happy forgetting that disappointment being deprived of your dream fucking!” then he put his right hand straight on her right breast and squeezed that.
“Okay that is!” she laughed, crooned even more into him and kissed on his both cheeks but suddenly there came a serious expression into her face. “But it was not like a dream. It was so much real, so much real as if took place in my life at one time.”
“You said you have experience with some guys. It was just someone’s fucking to you, you just remembered it like that. Don’t think about it too much!” he always felt odd why he was not feeling otherwise even he knew that she has multiple sexual experiences before.
“It was not just that!” when she tried to relive from his hold and sit, quite reluctantly he allowed that. “It was just like a very first time experience to me and I was not even a woman by that time. It was the fucking in the hands of fifty years or so aged man with a cleanly shaved head on a river bank.”
“A cleanly shaved head? Did he say his name?” Viswanadh also sat beside her and looked into her face with knitted brows.
“There was no exchange of such things. I think we both were known to each other quite well.”
“I already said to you people that some man accosted me on the road suddenly on one day .........” Viswanadh tried to say something more.
“.......he was fifty years or so aged, has a cleanly shaving head and said some strange things to you. I still can remember!” she said with gathered frowns. “You said he said his name as Charakka.”
“Yes, he said his name was Charakka. You remembered it better than I” there was brightening in his face.
“That means that Charakka fucked you when you were just a girl and you remembered it like this?” frowns gathered on the face of Viswanadh also.
“We have to take it like this I think.” Evalla nodded her head. ‘Doing better than anyone did so far.’ She thought in herself. She could not forget the pleasure she enjoyed on that day in his hands.
“You were manipulated....” Viswanadh said suddenly with an angry expression in his face. “........you were manipulated by so many men from your very childhood itself. Your having experience in that even before becoming a woman is the proof to it.”
“What is the surprise? If so far whatever I have remembered are true, I born in a prostitute’s family and supposed to become a prostitute.”
“Even then too........” Viswanadh’s face was still angry. “.....fucking a girl even before she become a woman is wrong and nasty.”
“Oh, I must say one thing! Whatever feeling you may get I just want to be frank with you. Even I am feeling hate on myself for that, I just want to express only truth to you.” suddenly there was a distressing expression in her face.
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