Traveling Across Indian Movie Worlds

After the unexpected yet passionate night with Sita, she became a member of my Harem. Conquering her was unexpected but it was a good thing that added a new warmth and depth to the household. She had seamlessly joined our close-knit group, each day strengthening the connections we'd built together. But even as things settled at home, my mind was already focused on the next step forward.

Sunanda's daughters, Prameela and Sashi, and her sister, Gayatri, were at the forefront of my plans. I knew that approaching them would require tact, especially with the different dynamics in play. Prameela and Sashi were younger, each with distinct personalities, while Gayatri, was mature, and desire filled her heart. 

Yesterday, I received a message from Sekhar inviting me to his house to meet his daughters formally and get to know them before we move forward with the marriage discussions. This was the perfect opportunity. I knew that spending time with Prameela, Sashi, and even Gayatri in a comfortable environment would allow me to understand them better and, in time, cultivate a connection.

Over the past few days, I regularly sent pictures and videos of me and Sunanda to Gaytri after that unexpected call from Gayatri to Sunada and later masturbating to us having sex over the phone. I used my ability Technopathy to hack into her phone and I recorded all her reactions and masturbating that she did while watching those pictures and videos and even fantasizing about me with her. So taking her down would be easy and I could already feel her desire and lust for me in the videos.

In the afternoon, I arrived at Sekhar's home, Sunanda Nilayam. Mr. Murthy, the family's gumasta (accountant or clerk exclusively for the family), greeted me warmly and guided me inside.

Entering the house, I could immediately sense a charged atmosphere, the emotional intensity lingering in the air as Sekhar sat on the sofa, his daughter Sashi holding onto him tightly in a protective, father-daughter embrace. Nearby, Prameela, Sunanda, and other family members stood attentively, listening as Sekhar recounted the thoughts and fears that ran through his mind during his recent heart attack to his family friend sitting infront of him.

When Sekhar noticed me entering, he smiled and gestured in my direction, pausing his story momentarily. "Ah, there he is—my savior," he said, his voice filled with genuine gratitude. The family's attention shifted to me, and their expressions softened, each person offering their silent appreciation. Sekhar resumed, sharing the details of that critical moment, describing how I had acted quickly and decisively to ensure he received the medical attention he needed.

As he continued, I could see Sashi glance over at me with a mixture of admiration, curiosity, and attraction to me, her grip on her father loosening just a bit as she seemed reassured by his strength and resilience. Prameela, too, offered a gentle smile, her eyes conveying appreciation for the role I had played in her father's recovery and also the attraction, the spark she felt in her heart for me. The other family members seemed interested, and even moved, as Sekhar shared details of the incident, speaking of how he'd felt certain he wouldn't make it—until my intervention.

After Sekhar finished his story, he looked at me warmly, extending a hand. "Thank you, truly. Without you, I might not be sitting here today with my family. You're more than a friend—you're family."

Sekhar's friend clapped me on the shoulder, voicing his appreciation. "It's rare to see such bravery and goodness in people these days," he remarked, nodding approvingly.

As everyone listened, the tension in the room seemed to shift. Meeting the family's gaze, I felt a newfound respect, each person's expression acknowledging and their opinion of me grew stronger.

As the day unfolded, we had lunch together and the atmosphere lightened, laughter and stories filling the room. During lunch, Gayatri stood closer to me serving me food, her actions discreet but unmistakably intimate. Taking advantage of the brief moments she leaned forward, I let my gaze linger on her cleavage that she tried to expose to me, and when the opportunity arose, I subtly brushed my hand against hers or her arm, feeling her warmth respond in kind. We exchanged fleeting glances, her eyes holding a quiet intensity, hinting at desires she carefully concealed from the others. The rest of the family didn't find anything odd as it was common to serve the guests unknown to them of Gayatri's feelings towards me. Taking advantage of the moment I boldly flirted with my expressions and with occasionally touching her thighs and squeezing her ass whenever she came forward to serve me food. I was careful not to let anyone see my actions and our interactions.

The way Gayatri interacted with me made me confirm her feelings for me, despite knowing about my affair with her sister Sunanda. As the head of the family, Sunanda's relationship with me and my identity perhaps gave Gayatri the courage to entertain her own emotions, and her willingness to take this chance suggested she was ready for something new.

Later in the evening, Sekhar encouraged some private time with his daughters so we could talk freely. I noticed that the day had made an impact—Prameela and Sashi's demeanor showed clear signs of affection and desire, revealing how naturally my charm had resonated with them. The System's influence seemed to work seamlessly, deepening our connections as I moved forward.

Prameela, the more elegant of the two, asked questions about my work, my travels, and my relationships. Her vibrant energy was contagious, filling the room with laughter as she playfully flirted with me. 

Sashi, on the other hand, was a bit more adventurous and playful. She was a bit bold as she sat much closer to me constantly having physical contact some more intimate. 

After more than an hour, our conversation was interrupted by Gayatri as she told them that Sunanda was calling for them. But something told me that was not true. Prameela left unwillingly and Sashi boldly kissed me on the lips and ran into the house. 

After both the girls left Gayatri walked to me and pulled me by hand. As Gayatri led me to the secluded corner of the garden from the outside sitting area, I could sense a quiet intensity between us. The dim evening light filtered through the leaves, casting soft shadows that seemed to wrap around us, creating a space that felt separate from the rest of the world. She had chosen this spot carefully.

Once we were settled, Gayatri turned to face me leaning on the wall, her gaze unwavering. There was a flicker of something in her eyes—a mix of desire, lust, and the boldness that had quietly simmered in her all evening.

I held her gaze, a smile playing on my lips. Moving closer pressing our bodies together, I reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, leaving my hand grabbing the left side of her face with my right hand. "I was waiting for this moment."

Gayatri's cheeks flushed, but she didn't pull back. Instead, she held my hand, her fingers lacing between mine. "You know," she whispered, "I want you fuck me here and now just like how you fucked Sunada in those videos." Her words were tinged with both excitement and lust without any fear of getting caught.

Standing there, I could feel her heartbeat quicken, grabbing her by the waist I pulled her even closer to me feeling her boobs bounce hitting my chest and the curves of her waist. Due to our height difference, I lifted her up by her waist making sure our faces aligned. We kissed passionately for a full five minutes before breaking the kiss panting to breathe. As we didn't have much time I pulled her thigh and grabbed onto her saree along with her petticoat and pulled them up exposing her naked pussy and meaty thighs as she wasn't wearing any panties or underwear. Without her saree and petticoat constricting her legs she wrapped them around me as I unbuttoned my pants lowering them and pulled out my dick. 

Wasting no time I penetrated her pussy with my dick and sealed her mouth with a kiss to prevent her moans and screams to escape. After a few minutes of fucking she got used to my dick and only moaned with pleasure making sure not to increase her sound. Then she unhooked her top freeing her boobs as she was not wearing any bra. She took her boobs in her hands playing with them squeezing and rubbing her nipples as I fucked her hard. Her boobs kept jiggling on my chest making me even more excited. After half an hour of nonstop fucking I cummed inside her pussy making her orgasm for the third time. We ended the session with a final passionate kiss before we separated. Correcting our dresses, I smacked her ass one last time and gave them a good squeeze before we walked back into the house.

Nobody took notice of our absence as they were busy having fun playing games together. So we silently joined them and after some time I took my leave informing Sekhar. He seems to be in a dilemma, my guess is that both his daughters told him that they liked me and wanted me as their husband. I am interested in what he decides. Before leaving the girls told me to pick them up tomorrow evening as they wanted to go out for a party as in the movie.

Returning home I fucked all my women as I was still erect from my encounter with Gayatri. The house was filled with moaning sounds and the thick smell of sex all night.