Prologue:-
Hello guys sorry for the long hiatus, I was going through some personal problems but now I’m back with the intention of a story idea I wanted to complete some tiem ago but was unable to do so due to some personal reasons. Well if you want ot read the rest of my stories than please click on my profile and there you will find and enjoy them. Okay so now a little synopsis on what this story will be about, it will be a bit different than what I usually write and similar also. It’ll be about a shy and timid Bengali boy, Anirban Chakravorty, who is very unsuccessful and unlucky with women. His life changes one fateful day when he meets one blind hermit baba who pleased with his deeds gifts him an article of great power, a Monkey’s cock, which grants him power of mind control over any female (between age of consent and menapouse) but warns him that with great power comes greater responsibilities and consequences, Something which Anirban learns that hard way. And I need not mention this but all characters in this story are completely fictional and any resemblance with any real persons is purely coincidental.
Part I – The Beginning and the Baba.
Anirban is fast aleep in his AC room under his expensie blanket when his mom, Jyoti walks in to wake him up.
Jyoti- Anuuuuuuu wake up beta, don’t you want to go to college, you’ll get late son.
Anirban- No mumma just 5 more minutes, I’m sleepy.
Jyoti- No beta you’ll get late, get up and take a bath.
While playing with her son and trying to get the bedsheet off of him, her boobs were jiggling all over the place and Anirban fixated for a moment on his mother’s chest. They were like two giant dangling watermelon juicy and ripe. And he could just make out the outlines of her nipples from the thin fabric of her blouse. But just than Anirban was brought back to his senses.
Jyoti- Anu!!!!- Wake up.
Saying that she pulled away the blankets only to reveal Anirban was fumbling in his underwear with a giant hard on, from watching his mommy’s bobbies bounce all over the place. His mom chuckeled at the sight and then simply took the blanked and walked off. While doing so Anirban coldn’t but notice her giant shapely ass swaying to and fro as he felt his underwear get tighter. Damn he thought, it’d be so nice just to take the bitch right here on his bed. But he knew that wasn’t possible. The only reason that a fox like Jyoti is interacting with him is because she’s his own mother. And if she were another girl on the street, in his class or even his neighbor than she would not have given two shits about him. What can we say that’s the kind of boy Anirban was, uneventful, neither did he have the body, nor the personality to attract women. It was his father who was a sucessful multi-millionaire businessman with the great physique and the razor sharp mind. His father was one of the financiers to the beauty pagent Jyoti won, so after the contest, he had her eyes on her and snatched her up. He was 20yrs older than her who was merely 19 at the time of their marriage, but in sheer physique and presence he could give all the 18yr olds a run for their money. Unfortunately Anirban didn’t inherit all of that, since his father was out most of the time he didn’t get to impart any of his killer instincts into his son. That was one of he reasons why Anirban grew to become a sissy, that and his over protective mother who would often blur the line between maternal love and lustful sexual love.
Now let me tell you a little more about Jyoti, she’s a prize. A former beauty pagent winner. 5’8” tall, cute round face, 36DD, 28, 38. Basically looking like a Mallu with huge milk takers in the front and massive pillows in the back. So his mom. Anirban was an only son so he was his mother’s darling boy, from the start she gave him more love and affection than he could handle and as a result of an overprotective mother Anirban become a sissy. Whenever he used to go to school his mother used to make him wear a monkey cap and tie, with all his books were covered with plastic cover and all his homework was done to the point. This made all the other guys in the class tease him as a nerd and make fun of him. But he had one refuge to return to, that was his mom who used to console him and hold him while she watched TV and boost his confidence. His father was a rich businessman who had transactions in The Gulf, S. America, etc so most of the time he was out of the country, and rumour had it that he had one or two mistresses there and that got his mother really worried and sad, so she tried to restrict her attention and her world to Anirban, so that way he got more love than anyone would have usually got from their mom. As Anirban grew he could not but stop from noticing that his mom was more than his mom, that she was also an attractive female. And not just attractive but one of the most attractive women in the city. He began to notice the sun melons on her chest and the watermelons on her back. He began to notice her deep valley when she used to bend down to pick up something and the gigantic mountains when she used to streach up to put something on the kitchen rack. She never worse anything revealing in the house but the way her assets were designed it was impossible to hide them. The made any blouse she wear appear to swell up and burst and any petticoat to streach and rip. When she walked her assets used to jiggle, her milk tankers went up and down and her pillows swayed left to right. So much was her fame that she couldn’t walk to buy vegetables without every perverted man in the colony from 18 to 98 to watch her from their balcony and dream of having their head between her boobs and cock between her butts. Anyway now back to the story.
Anirban gets up in his underwear and walks to the shower, he turns on the tap and adjusts the water temperature and lets the cool water wash over his body. He dream of another life, where he is more like his father and less like himself. His thoughts than drift away from himself and towards his mom as he imagins her angelic face, her cream white body, her swan like neck leading to the valley between her mountains, her slightly chubby belly with deep yummy navel to her ample thighs and her most secret save between them. His hands automatically moved to his cock, which by now was standing in attention and began stroking it until he blew his loan on the shower floor. He felt relieved, for now, because he knew that his buxom and bubbly mom would soon do something to arouse his cock once again. And he was right. He noticed that he had forgotten the towel, so he called out.
Anirban- MUMMA!!! MUMMA!!!
Jyoti- Yes beta what is it? Did you forget the towel again? Wait I will bring it for you…
Anirban thought he had some time but his mom must have been close by and within seconds she knocked on the door, which Anirban had forgotten to latch and it went half open and she saw Anirban standing there with his cock in his hand, again a slight chuckle escaped her mouth as she threw him the towel which he caught with both hands and left bare his manhood. Seeing that Jyoti went red with shame and excitement and she covered her mouth to hide her giggles and she quickly said sorry and turned around and ran off. It was a playful maternal thing. But just like one cannot jokingly play with a loaded gun, one can also cannot play around with such a killer figure. Anirban noticed that again his cock had betrayed him and stood demanding his attention. So he put the towel on the rack and turned on the shower and quickly masturbated again thinking of how his mom’s giant heavy globes would feel on his chest.
After the bath Anirban got out, put on his outfit, which his mother had laid out for him on his bed all meticulously washed and ironed. It was difficult to find a woman like this who is a both a good mother and looks like a pornstar, but that’s why Anirban’s father was who he was, an alpha. Anyways he put on his outfit and went downstairs to have his breakfast, cornflakes and milk, with coffee. Guess Jyoti wasn’t that good in the cooking dept. But she was aware and somewhat guilty of that so before leaving for college she handed him two apples, for the vitamins and minerals.
So Anirban was walking to his car and the driver took his bag and opened the door for him and off they went. By the way this was the latest Mercedes, all courtesy of daddy. On the way Anirban felt the urgent need to take a piss (urinate), guess his mother had made his dick so hard twice in the same morning that he was unable to fully empty his bladder. *For any females reading this, a man can only ejaculate or urinate, not both things at the same time, this is to prevent the urine from damaging the sperm. And when your cock is hard means you are ready to ejaculate, you cannot urinate fully and will need to wait until your cock goes down again. This is one reason why many men run to the washroom after sex, that they need to take a piss hard. Anyway Anirban asked the driver.
Anirban- Kaka any place to urinate here, I need to go hard and traffic is too much to hold it in until college.
*He called his driver kaka because he was in service with their family since even before he was born. His driver’s real name was Jubair and he was a monster of a man; standing almost 8ft tall, built like a body builder with a huge beard and stone cold red eyes.
Jubair (Kaka)- Beta there is no clean place, if you want to go, you will have to go here, I will park on the edge of the road and wait in the car.
Saying that he stopped the car and Anirban got out and rushed to the side of the road to take a piss. However just then he noticed something. An old man, dressed in black and carrying a walking stick was trying to cross the road while everyone was honking and hooting at him. One car even hit him and he fell down on the road and was unable to get up. Anirban took pity and ran upto him and picked him up then he held his hand and helped him cross the road and sat him down on the grass on the side of the road.
The man was immensely grateful and gave him many blessings but Anirban had a strange feeling towards him which he just couldn’t explain.
Anirban- Baba are you hurt?- That car hit you pretty hard, that bastard didn’t even stop to see if you were okay or not. What a wicked fellow.
Baba- Son, we are all wicked in our own ways; some in anger and others in lust.
Anirban was taken aghast and looked at the man, he was unlike any old man he’d seen before. His face was leathery and wrinkled, like he was much much older than his already old frame. He looked like a ghost, grey hair, deep wrinkles, thin lips, and when he opened his eyes Anirban almost lost his footing and fell down. His eyes were pitch black, in fact so black that he could see himself in them.
Baba- get up son, no need to be afraid.
Anirban- But baba how did you know I fell, you are blind.
Baba- no my son, I merely cannot see, but I can feel what you’re going through by looking through the eyes of the heart.
Anirban wanted to run but something stopped him. Here he was almost pissing his pants and the baba was sitting in a Yogic posture and totally relaxed. The tension was so think that you could cut the air with a knife.
Anirban- BbbbBaaababa, you look hungry…
Baba- No my son, god provides me with food.
Anirban- Here I have two apples, I’d like you to have them, you look hungry baba.
Baba- Wow thanks son, it’s been a long time since I’ve tasted fresh fruit, especially given with so much love by such a beautiful lady.
Anirban really did piss his pants right now and was trying to get up but his legs were like gelatin and didn’t support him.
Baba- Relax son, I know everything, the moment you touched me, my eyes of the heart could see into yours, I know your every perversion, your pleasures for the flesh, your deepest darkest secrets.
Anirban- but…but…but….. how, no…..
Baba- let me finish son… you are a good man, I was confused whether to give you this or not after you saved me from the street cars, but by showing charity and feeding me you have made me obliged to help you and return the favor.
Baba put his hands inside his black jhola and got out a pendent with a black ugly mummified amulet.
Baba- this is yours son, perhaps some divine power wanted you to meet mere here, this day and give this to you.
Anirban- what is it?
Baba- It’s a monkey’s cock, which has been activated by ancient and lost incantations and dipped in sacred potions now lost to time, it will help you fulfill all your carnal desires, no matter how perverse or twisted. Put it around your neck.
Anrban accepted the gift, and looked at it for few seconds, it was absolutely ugly and grotesque with foul smell.
Baba- But remember son; with great powers come great responsibilities and consequences.
Just than Anirban heard someone call his name, it was Kaka his driver. “Sir, sir, beta are you alright!!!”
Anirban looked at him in a daze and than looked at baba, but he was gone, nowhere to be seen, vanished into thin air.
Kaka- Beta you were somehow in a daze and tried to cross the street and were hit by a car, I was parking the car and came as fast as I could, some old baba types man rescued you but before I could reach you, he went away. Anirban didn’t know what to make of it, he was dizzy and nauseated. He noticed in the palm of his hand the ugly pendant was still there with the dried up shriveled artifact, he put it in his pocket and Kaka, his driver lifted him up and took him to the car. Sir, you are in no position to attend college today, we are going home, you will get some rest. He tossed him on the back seat of the Mercedes, took a U-Turn and headed home.
END of chapter 1.
Hello guys sorry for the long hiatus, I was going through some personal problems but now I’m back with the intention of a story idea I wanted to complete some tiem ago but was unable to do so due to some personal reasons. Well if you want ot read the rest of my stories than please click on my profile and there you will find and enjoy them. Okay so now a little synopsis on what this story will be about, it will be a bit different than what I usually write and similar also. It’ll be about a shy and timid Bengali boy, Anirban Chakravorty, who is very unsuccessful and unlucky with women. His life changes one fateful day when he meets one blind hermit baba who pleased with his deeds gifts him an article of great power, a Monkey’s cock, which grants him power of mind control over any female (between age of consent and menapouse) but warns him that with great power comes greater responsibilities and consequences, Something which Anirban learns that hard way. And I need not mention this but all characters in this story are completely fictional and any resemblance with any real persons is purely coincidental.
Part I – The Beginning and the Baba.
Anirban is fast aleep in his AC room under his expensie blanket when his mom, Jyoti walks in to wake him up.
Jyoti- Anuuuuuuu wake up beta, don’t you want to go to college, you’ll get late son.
Anirban- No mumma just 5 more minutes, I’m sleepy.
Jyoti- No beta you’ll get late, get up and take a bath.
While playing with her son and trying to get the bedsheet off of him, her boobs were jiggling all over the place and Anirban fixated for a moment on his mother’s chest. They were like two giant dangling watermelon juicy and ripe. And he could just make out the outlines of her nipples from the thin fabric of her blouse. But just than Anirban was brought back to his senses.
Jyoti- Anu!!!!- Wake up.
Saying that she pulled away the blankets only to reveal Anirban was fumbling in his underwear with a giant hard on, from watching his mommy’s bobbies bounce all over the place. His mom chuckeled at the sight and then simply took the blanked and walked off. While doing so Anirban coldn’t but notice her giant shapely ass swaying to and fro as he felt his underwear get tighter. Damn he thought, it’d be so nice just to take the bitch right here on his bed. But he knew that wasn’t possible. The only reason that a fox like Jyoti is interacting with him is because she’s his own mother. And if she were another girl on the street, in his class or even his neighbor than she would not have given two shits about him. What can we say that’s the kind of boy Anirban was, uneventful, neither did he have the body, nor the personality to attract women. It was his father who was a sucessful multi-millionaire businessman with the great physique and the razor sharp mind. His father was one of the financiers to the beauty pagent Jyoti won, so after the contest, he had her eyes on her and snatched her up. He was 20yrs older than her who was merely 19 at the time of their marriage, but in sheer physique and presence he could give all the 18yr olds a run for their money. Unfortunately Anirban didn’t inherit all of that, since his father was out most of the time he didn’t get to impart any of his killer instincts into his son. That was one of he reasons why Anirban grew to become a sissy, that and his over protective mother who would often blur the line between maternal love and lustful sexual love.
Now let me tell you a little more about Jyoti, she’s a prize. A former beauty pagent winner. 5’8” tall, cute round face, 36DD, 28, 38. Basically looking like a Mallu with huge milk takers in the front and massive pillows in the back. So his mom. Anirban was an only son so he was his mother’s darling boy, from the start she gave him more love and affection than he could handle and as a result of an overprotective mother Anirban become a sissy. Whenever he used to go to school his mother used to make him wear a monkey cap and tie, with all his books were covered with plastic cover and all his homework was done to the point. This made all the other guys in the class tease him as a nerd and make fun of him. But he had one refuge to return to, that was his mom who used to console him and hold him while she watched TV and boost his confidence. His father was a rich businessman who had transactions in The Gulf, S. America, etc so most of the time he was out of the country, and rumour had it that he had one or two mistresses there and that got his mother really worried and sad, so she tried to restrict her attention and her world to Anirban, so that way he got more love than anyone would have usually got from their mom. As Anirban grew he could not but stop from noticing that his mom was more than his mom, that she was also an attractive female. And not just attractive but one of the most attractive women in the city. He began to notice the sun melons on her chest and the watermelons on her back. He began to notice her deep valley when she used to bend down to pick up something and the gigantic mountains when she used to streach up to put something on the kitchen rack. She never worse anything revealing in the house but the way her assets were designed it was impossible to hide them. The made any blouse she wear appear to swell up and burst and any petticoat to streach and rip. When she walked her assets used to jiggle, her milk tankers went up and down and her pillows swayed left to right. So much was her fame that she couldn’t walk to buy vegetables without every perverted man in the colony from 18 to 98 to watch her from their balcony and dream of having their head between her boobs and cock between her butts. Anyway now back to the story.
Anirban gets up in his underwear and walks to the shower, he turns on the tap and adjusts the water temperature and lets the cool water wash over his body. He dream of another life, where he is more like his father and less like himself. His thoughts than drift away from himself and towards his mom as he imagins her angelic face, her cream white body, her swan like neck leading to the valley between her mountains, her slightly chubby belly with deep yummy navel to her ample thighs and her most secret save between them. His hands automatically moved to his cock, which by now was standing in attention and began stroking it until he blew his loan on the shower floor. He felt relieved, for now, because he knew that his buxom and bubbly mom would soon do something to arouse his cock once again. And he was right. He noticed that he had forgotten the towel, so he called out.
Anirban- MUMMA!!! MUMMA!!!
Jyoti- Yes beta what is it? Did you forget the towel again? Wait I will bring it for you…
Anirban thought he had some time but his mom must have been close by and within seconds she knocked on the door, which Anirban had forgotten to latch and it went half open and she saw Anirban standing there with his cock in his hand, again a slight chuckle escaped her mouth as she threw him the towel which he caught with both hands and left bare his manhood. Seeing that Jyoti went red with shame and excitement and she covered her mouth to hide her giggles and she quickly said sorry and turned around and ran off. It was a playful maternal thing. But just like one cannot jokingly play with a loaded gun, one can also cannot play around with such a killer figure. Anirban noticed that again his cock had betrayed him and stood demanding his attention. So he put the towel on the rack and turned on the shower and quickly masturbated again thinking of how his mom’s giant heavy globes would feel on his chest.
After the bath Anirban got out, put on his outfit, which his mother had laid out for him on his bed all meticulously washed and ironed. It was difficult to find a woman like this who is a both a good mother and looks like a pornstar, but that’s why Anirban’s father was who he was, an alpha. Anyways he put on his outfit and went downstairs to have his breakfast, cornflakes and milk, with coffee. Guess Jyoti wasn’t that good in the cooking dept. But she was aware and somewhat guilty of that so before leaving for college she handed him two apples, for the vitamins and minerals.
So Anirban was walking to his car and the driver took his bag and opened the door for him and off they went. By the way this was the latest Mercedes, all courtesy of daddy. On the way Anirban felt the urgent need to take a piss (urinate), guess his mother had made his dick so hard twice in the same morning that he was unable to fully empty his bladder. *For any females reading this, a man can only ejaculate or urinate, not both things at the same time, this is to prevent the urine from damaging the sperm. And when your cock is hard means you are ready to ejaculate, you cannot urinate fully and will need to wait until your cock goes down again. This is one reason why many men run to the washroom after sex, that they need to take a piss hard. Anyway Anirban asked the driver.
Anirban- Kaka any place to urinate here, I need to go hard and traffic is too much to hold it in until college.
*He called his driver kaka because he was in service with their family since even before he was born. His driver’s real name was Jubair and he was a monster of a man; standing almost 8ft tall, built like a body builder with a huge beard and stone cold red eyes.
Jubair (Kaka)- Beta there is no clean place, if you want to go, you will have to go here, I will park on the edge of the road and wait in the car.
Saying that he stopped the car and Anirban got out and rushed to the side of the road to take a piss. However just then he noticed something. An old man, dressed in black and carrying a walking stick was trying to cross the road while everyone was honking and hooting at him. One car even hit him and he fell down on the road and was unable to get up. Anirban took pity and ran upto him and picked him up then he held his hand and helped him cross the road and sat him down on the grass on the side of the road.
The man was immensely grateful and gave him many blessings but Anirban had a strange feeling towards him which he just couldn’t explain.
Anirban- Baba are you hurt?- That car hit you pretty hard, that bastard didn’t even stop to see if you were okay or not. What a wicked fellow.
Baba- Son, we are all wicked in our own ways; some in anger and others in lust.
Anirban was taken aghast and looked at the man, he was unlike any old man he’d seen before. His face was leathery and wrinkled, like he was much much older than his already old frame. He looked like a ghost, grey hair, deep wrinkles, thin lips, and when he opened his eyes Anirban almost lost his footing and fell down. His eyes were pitch black, in fact so black that he could see himself in them.
Baba- get up son, no need to be afraid.
Anirban- But baba how did you know I fell, you are blind.
Baba- no my son, I merely cannot see, but I can feel what you’re going through by looking through the eyes of the heart.
Anirban wanted to run but something stopped him. Here he was almost pissing his pants and the baba was sitting in a Yogic posture and totally relaxed. The tension was so think that you could cut the air with a knife.
Anirban- BbbbBaaababa, you look hungry…
Baba- No my son, god provides me with food.
Anirban- Here I have two apples, I’d like you to have them, you look hungry baba.
Baba- Wow thanks son, it’s been a long time since I’ve tasted fresh fruit, especially given with so much love by such a beautiful lady.
Anirban really did piss his pants right now and was trying to get up but his legs were like gelatin and didn’t support him.
Baba- Relax son, I know everything, the moment you touched me, my eyes of the heart could see into yours, I know your every perversion, your pleasures for the flesh, your deepest darkest secrets.
Anirban- but…but…but….. how, no…..
Baba- let me finish son… you are a good man, I was confused whether to give you this or not after you saved me from the street cars, but by showing charity and feeding me you have made me obliged to help you and return the favor.
Baba put his hands inside his black jhola and got out a pendent with a black ugly mummified amulet.
Baba- this is yours son, perhaps some divine power wanted you to meet mere here, this day and give this to you.
Anirban- what is it?
Baba- It’s a monkey’s cock, which has been activated by ancient and lost incantations and dipped in sacred potions now lost to time, it will help you fulfill all your carnal desires, no matter how perverse or twisted. Put it around your neck.
Anrban accepted the gift, and looked at it for few seconds, it was absolutely ugly and grotesque with foul smell.
Baba- But remember son; with great powers come great responsibilities and consequences.
Just than Anirban heard someone call his name, it was Kaka his driver. “Sir, sir, beta are you alright!!!”
Anirban looked at him in a daze and than looked at baba, but he was gone, nowhere to be seen, vanished into thin air.
Kaka- Beta you were somehow in a daze and tried to cross the street and were hit by a car, I was parking the car and came as fast as I could, some old baba types man rescued you but before I could reach you, he went away. Anirban didn’t know what to make of it, he was dizzy and nauseated. He noticed in the palm of his hand the ugly pendant was still there with the dried up shriveled artifact, he put it in his pocket and Kaka, his driver lifted him up and took him to the car. Sir, you are in no position to attend college today, we are going home, you will get some rest. He tossed him on the back seat of the Mercedes, took a U-Turn and headed home.
END of chapter 1.