Nandita To Nandini
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I wanted each KaibaLand park to be different so that attendees would want to go to both parks and not feel like seeing one was seeing both. So KL1 became 'Duel Monster World' and included the largest, most state-of-the-art arena complete with the new hard light holograms.
KL2 we titled 'Sands of Time'. It housed 'Millenia Duel', the world's longest indoor train ride. It guided 25 riders at a time through a dueling scenario that started in modern Japan, and then transported the riders to ancient Egypt, before ending in the heart of New York City. Throughout, the riders collected seven holographic objects that unlocked various parts of the story. The objects could be collected in any order, but the specific sequence changed the ride, meaning that every group that went through the 17-minute event had a different experience.
It was early May when we finished KaibaLand 1 and only two weeks before Mokuba had to leave for California. The KaibaCorp employees were going to have a day before the official opening to spend in the park with their families. A separate day had to be arranged for the Imperial Family and their guests. The official opening day, we invited the usual irritating group of executives, competitors and Press. And we arranged for almost every orphanage in the country to spend opening day in the park free of charge – including arranging travel and overnight lodging.
Of course, Anzu and Ryou were there for the whole week. They had brought Honda, Hianko and Otogi with them, but left the trio to their own devices for most of the time.
In an effort to add some 'edutainment' to KaibaLand, Anzu had commissioned several Learning Stations that used the Duel Monster's tech to make games for math, science, history and other subjects. Like the other gaming booths, players won prize tickets good for stuffed animals, dueling cards and the like. To encourage kids, we attached tickets for many of the better prizes – including KaibaTech items – to the harder questions. Unfortunately, a wiring error rendered all the stations useless and Anzu and a team of technicians spent the week bringing the system on-line and testing it.
Ryou, Amane and Valon – Kousui and Keusetsu's real names – were putting the finishing touches on the Black Dragon Teahouse. Keusetsu would be the Geisha in residence and seemed to be handling the title and the unusual responsibility with the grace under fire that I associated with Ryou himself. Kousui would be performing the same function at KaibaLand 2's Red Dragon Teahouse. Ryou – Momoka when in 'uniform' – would run the White Dragon a block away from the KaibaCorp office in Domino.
I was pleased with the entire concept. The Dragon Teahouses were accessible without having to come through the park and allowed local business executives and tourists alike to experience a true Japanese tea without the absurd costs. If they actually turned a profit, I was planning to expand the chain.
As for the Komo River Okiyo itself, Ryou had hired another retiring Geisha to handle the daily functions and the first few years of traditional training. Most Okiyo only trained one or two Geisha at a time. I wanted Ryou to have a dozen more available within three years. Ryou was responsible for selecting candidates and, later, would oversee the new 'modern' training.
I had spent most of my week making sure that every ride, every booth, every wire and every employee was perfect. I inspected or tested everything personally and oversaw all the corrections as needed. It was exhausting but necessary. In the end, KaibaLand was mine. If there was any fault, I wanted to know who to blame. By demanding that everything meet my personal approval, I then truly held all accountability. Not KaibaCorp, not Noah, not Mokuba.
Me.
The fact that I was too busy to think about my love life or the lack thereof was irrelevant. There was nothing about which to think.
I realized that you earn the things you get in life. You sow the seeds of things you want and then pay the costs through sacrifice and effort. Then, when you have earned it, you reap what you deserve – money, power, love.
Love was not smoke and mirrors. And faith and belief may help once you have earned it, but there was no magic involved. Love was a crop like any other and it must be sown to be reaped. I didn't receive love because I hadn't earned it. I had sown wealth and power and I had reaped them - KaibaCorp was everything I wanted and more when I determined that Mokuba would not grow up in that hell of an orphanage.
I had never sown love because love had never been a desire of mine. It was not something I had ever truly wanted or needed. I had a House to care for, brothers to share it with, friends to entertain me, and lovers to warm my bed. There was nothing else I needed. Nothing more I wanted.
Maybe if I had wanted love, I could have seen a way to have Joey. I didn't and I couldn't and no irrational, hysterical emotional breakdown in the middle of the night could change that.
Pharaoh, however, seemed to love me as much as anyone could. It was time for me to grow up, accept reality and let go of this foolish image of a love that did not exist. Pharaoh was here, now. Joey was over. Pharaoh was as close to love as I could get. That would have to be enough. I could not afford to open my heart again.
The last night before the opening, I returned to the hotel around ten pm hoping to get a few hours sleep only to find Honda circling the lobby with a fussy Hianko.
"Hey, hey! Look who's here!" He bounced the whining baby in his arms. "It's Uncle Seto! You like Uncle Seto, right?" She buried her face in his neck and I had to smile as she shook her head. "Oh come on, kid!" Honda groaned. "Gimme a break."
"May I?" I reached out to take her from him.
"If she'll let you." He sighed. "Come on, honey, be good."
She whined a bit, but let me take her and clung sleepily to my neck.
It had been a curious thing to discover, but I enjoyed holding my 'niece'. And she, much to the shock of many, seemed to enjoy spending time with me. On days when neither of us could sleep, Honda occasionally walked her over to the main house, and then I would walk her around and we'd 'discuss' the running of KaibaCorp. I'd actually made quite a few decisions with her 'input'.
Of course, once she became fussy or needed feeding or changing, I returned her to whichever parent was available.
"Actually," Honda said with a shrug. "I'm kinda glad I caught you. I talked to Yugi earlier."
I looked at him as the three of us wandered around the lobby. "Using the child as entrapment? That's impressively devious."
"Dad's idea." He said with a nod. "Anyway. Their flight was cancelled. So they had to make other arrangements."
"Alright. I'll reschedule their exhibition."
"Actually, they should be here first thing in the morning, but there is a catch."
I groaned. "Let me guess – he's bringing his employer, isn't he."
Honda chuckled. "Pegasus-sama owns the plane. And Cyndia's coming too, so it's not all bad."
I looked at Hianko. "Now listen young lady, this is important. As a member of the Kaiba household, you must uphold certain standards. So. No fraternizing with Pegasus." She began playing with the collar of my shirt. "Listen to me this is very important. Honda, tell your child to listen to me."
"Just as soon as she starts listening to me." He laughed for a moment. "There's a couple other things too. Grampa and Yami are coming with them."
"Of course."
"Yugi said you and Yami were off again?" I wasn't sure if it was a question or a statement.
"We had a spat before I came here, but my understanding was that we were still current rather than ex lovers."
"OK. Good."
"You were told something else?"
"Yugi wasn't sure and you've been making everyone miserable so I figured, off."
"I wasn't aware I was making everyone miserable."
"You never are. I don't know what the problem was –"
"Joey. And Yugi."
"– I – what?" He looked stunned.
Hianko began fussing and I handed her back to her father. "Pharaoh and Yugi are still lovers and, apparently, I still lust for Joey in my dreams."
" ... uh..."
"Pharaoh and I have agreed to tolerate these issues and continue our relationship."
He closed his mouth, pondered something for a moment and then nodded sharply. "Remind me to smack Yugi when I see him."
I felt the ghost of a smile around my lips. "With pleasure."
"Ok. So, now that I've made a complete jackass of myself, how was your day?"
I laughed. "Hiroto, truly, I appreciate it. Yes, it is an invasion of my privacy." He snorted. "But I do recognize that very few people have either the nerve to ask me such questions or enough concern for me to do so." I clapped his shoulder. "And you are the only one with both."
"Yeah, well, what are friends for, right?"
"Indeed. Your wife's philosophy is beginning to rub off on you." I looked at my watch. "I think this one has kept us up late enough. I need to get some sleep if I'm going to have to face the press and Pegasus at the same time."
"Yeah, I hear you."
We went up to our separate rooms and I tried to sleep. The whole time I'd been in Gifu, I had not dreamed of either Pharaoh or Joey. In fact, I had not dreamed at all. I spent most nights either tossing and turning or sitting in front of my computer, dozing occasionally.
I needed a release. Desperately. Badly enough that twice I almost called Ryou. I could not bring myself to call Valon even though, technically, Ryou was no longer my Geisha and Valon had made it clear that he had no objections to my calling upon him if I chose to.
I had called him once; three days after I arrived, and he allowed me to use him like I would my right hand without even a pretense of affection or gratitude. I hadn't even taken the time to undress him. It seemed wrong to call him after that. As if I were cheating somehow.
The next morning at seven am, Mokuba, Noah and I greeted thirty-six busloads of orphans. We opened the gates and let them and their teachers have the run of the place. There were others – KaibaCorp friends and competitors, members of the press and government officials, but I didn't care if they enjoyed themselves.
Around nine am, I was called back to the front gate to meet the Mutou family. As soon as she saw me, Pegasus Cyndia came running forward.
"Oh Seto-san, I have the most wonderful news!" She cried, throwing her arms around me.
"If you don't name him after me, I'll be very disappointed." I quipped.
She gasped and stared at me. "How did you know?"
"It's hardly a surprise. You're positively glowing." Actually, I was shocked. I thought I was being factious.
She hugged me again. "You are amazing! I owe you so much!"
"You're choking me, Cinny." I gasped with something of a chuckle. She let go and I took an exaggerated breath. "Thank you. Now, shall I see to my other guests? Hopefully none of them will throttle me." I grinned at her and she laughed.
"Alright." She took me arm. "Setty." She laughed as I threatened to have her banished. "Yami said that you two are dating again." She whispered. "So, magic?"
I laughed. "I promise you, if I ever find 'magic', I will notify you immediately." I greeted Pegasus civilly and congratulated him on his impending fatherhood. "You seem to be falling behind in this, Yugi." I commented.
Mutou turned dark red. "Drop it, Kaiba." He snapped. I had never seen the man in such a temper. Clearly, it was a sensitive topic.
"Consider the matter dropped." I said, nodding to Mai and his grandfather.
Pharaoh was standing a bit apart from the rest of the group. He looked at me with dark rimmed eyes. "You look tired, Pharaoh. Do you want to go to the hotel and sleep?"
"Is that what you would prefer, Prince?"
I cupped his cheek in my palm. "I would prefer you stay by my side." I kissed him softly. "I know we have much to discuss, but I need you. Whatever else I may want, I need you. Can that be enough? For now?"
He smiled softly. "There is so much you don't understand. And – and something I must tell you." I almost thought I saw tears in his eyes.
"I don't want to know. You have your demons and I have mine. They own part of each of us. The rest I give to you. Can you be happy with such a poor gift?"
"My love," he placed his hand on my face and kissed me. "Only if you will accept the same from me." We kissed again.
"Hey, hey!" I heard Mokuba behind us. "I don't think that's PG-13."
"Oh please!" Mai laughed. "For those two? They have clothes on still; this is a G-rating for them!"
Pharaoh's lips released mine with a smile. "Perhaps we should continue this later with less of an audience."
I turned toward the group, my friends, slipping my arm around Pharaoh's waist as I did. "Surely you all have things to do other that watch us. There's an entire park to explore."
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My husband was always a good guy, a bread winner who always came through for his family. He was very smart and seemed destined for more than a standard nine-to-five. Thus, it was no surprise when he invented something that he was able to sell and say bye-bye to the grind. The only surprise lay in how comfortable we truly were. It was like a whirlwind, buying a large, posh new home, new vehicles and a family vacation. We went from cold Ohio to the tropics for ten days. On the last night, our...
Andranak wälzte sich im Halbschlaf in seinem Bett herum. Seine suchende Hand glitt über die dicke Leinendecke die das Bett aus Stroh zusammenhielt fand aber niemand. Das machte ihn wirklich wach. Nicht das es ihn wirklich überraschte. Die Hure mit der er sich in sein Zimmer zurückgezogen hatte, benahm sich eben wie alle anderen. Wenn ihr Kunde seien Spass gehabt hatte und eingeschlafen war, verdrückten sie sich eben, bevor er wieder wach wurde und sie für ihren Lohn noch eine Stösschen mehr...
My husband was always a good guy, a bread winner who always came through for his family. He was very smart and seemed destined for more than a standard nine-to-five. Thus, it was no surprise when he invented something that he was able to sell and say bye-bye to the grind. The only surprise lay in how comfortable we truly were. It was like a whirlwind, buying a large, posh new home, new vehicles and a family vacation. We went from cold Ohio to the tropics for ten days. On the last night, our...
Wife LoversDadaji bole, “Beti, Dev ki shadi ek toh inti jaldi hui. Usse humne dhang se pucha nahi tha ki tum usse pasand ho ya nahi. Isliye woh thoda gussa hai. Par tumse nahi, balki hum logon se.” Fir meri taraf aas se dekhte hue woh bole, “Tum usse thoda time do. Sab theek ho jayega.” Maine dadaji ki baat mante hue Dev ko kuch aur samay dene ka nishchay kar liya. Dadaji ko iss baat ka dilasa bhi diya ki main poori tarah se koshish karungi Dev ka pyar jitne ki. Kuch din baad dadaji 5-6 mahine ke liye kam...
Shaam ho chali thi aur maa ab jaake wapas aati thi subah ki gayi hui. Maine maa ko dekha aur poochi, “Kahaan gayi thi maa? Kaafi der laga di.” Maa: “Tere dadaji se baat karne gayi thi.” Main: “Oh, kuch bola kya unhone?” Maa: “Nahin beti, teri shaadi tai kar rahe the hum log saath mein. Agle waale Sunday ko court mein kar rahe hain teri shaadi.” Main ye sun kar chaunk gayi kyunki Sunday bas 1.5 hafta door tha. “Par maa woh toh bahut pass hai, itni jaldi kyun?” Maa: “Beti, unki pasand ki date...
Maine jab mud ke dekha, toh main dangg reh gayi. Bathroom se nikal kar Salim chala aa raha tha. Woh shayad just naha kar nikla tha. Aur uska poora badan abhi thoda geela tha aur woh aise hi bina kapde pehne towel se apna sir ponchta hua aaya. Usne jaise hi mujhe dekha, woh bola, “Arey janeman.” Maine aur maa ne saath mein jawab dete hue bola, “Haan.” Maine mud ke maa ko dekha toh unki bhi aankhein mujhe sunkar ke khul chuki thi. Itne mein Salim bola, “Abey Ragini, teri beti se baat kar raha...
Maine fir dadaji se bola, “Aap toh kal kuch kar hi nahin paye mere saath. Aap kaho toh aaj aapko bhi thodi shaanti de du?” Toh dadaji ne muskura ke kaha, “Beti mere dimaag mein kuch aur chal raha hai.” Main boli, “Kya hua dadaji?” Iska jawab dete hue woh bole. “Beti, mere potey se shaadi karne ke liye koi ladki nahin mil rahi hai. Woh bhi ab 32 ka ho chala hai. Toh mere dimaag mein aaye din wahi chalta hai.” Toh main bhi dadaji ki dasha ko samajhte hue boli, “Dadaji, aap pareshaan mat hoiye...
(This is the missing 3rd part of the series.) Hey there my dear friends! I know that you had been loving my earlier stories and are waiting for another dirty, nasty and sultry one. So, here is the continuation, of my story. Salim was very angry after being on the receiving side of the slap and wanted some retribution. But I asked him not to do so. I slowly slid out his cock from my pussy, dressed up and left the room with mom’s hand in one hand. Mom was sad as she thought that she was the one...
Jab meri aankh khuli toh subah ho chuki thi. Aur main abhi bhi nangi haalat mein wahin hall ke mattress pe padi thi. Mere badan pe admiyon ka chhoda hua pani ab tak sookh chuka tha. Aur usse mere badan pe safed nishaan pad chuke the. Maine thodi taakat juta ke apne badan ko uthaya. Aur wahin baith gayi. Meri choot mein abhi bhi kal ki chudayi ki wajah se thoda dard ho raha tha. Maine fir aas paas se apne kapde uthaaye aur unhein pehenne lagi. Peeche se mujhe ek aawaz aayi, “Babyji aap naashte...
2 logon ne milkar beech mein rakh hui table ko hata ke side mein rakh diya. Aur tab tak ek jann kamre se jaakar do motey gaddey utha laaya. Usne woh gaddey khaali hui jagah pe daal diye. Aur ek chadar bhi uspe daal di. Itne mein dadaji ka phone baja, jinka main abhi bhi lund choos rahi thi. Dadaji ne bina mujhe hataaye apna phone uthaya aur speaker pe baat karne lage, “Hello.” Doosri taraf se aawaz aayi, “Hello papa. Aap kitne baje tak aayeingey?” Aawaz kisi aurat ki thi. Dadaji – “Abhi dhang...
Kuch der mein hum wahan pahunch gaye. Aur phir Kishore ke saath main gaadi se utar ke bangle mein jaane lagi. Kishore ne darwaaze ke paas pahunch ke ghanti bajai. Toh buddhe aadmi ne darwaza khola. Andar Lata Mangeshkar ki aawaz ke gaane baj rahe the. Kishore bola, “Jethamal ji, kaise hain aap? Aaj bade din baad aapne phone kiya mujhe” Jethamal- “Main theek hun. Haan yaar thoda kaam kaaj mein busy tha. Toh mauka hi nahin mila mujhe. Aur tum mere kaam ki cheez laaye ho?” Kishore- “Ji zarur....
Jab meri aankh khuli toh main kisi tarah uth ke chaddar lapet-te hue baahar ki taraf jaane lagi. Meri gaand ki chudai se meri gaand mein bahut dard ho raha tha. Maine dekha ki din dhal chukka tha, aur main abhi bhi Sunaina aunty ke ghar pe hi thi. Maine bahar jaake idhar udhar dekha par koi bhi dikhai nahin pada. Toh main wahin sofa pe baith gayi, aur aunty ki naughty magazines dekhne lagi. Kuch der mein upar ke kamre mein kuch halki si aawaz aayi. Main dard ki wajah se thodi der sochi ki jaoon...
Kishore ne mujhe mere charam sukh tak pahuncha diya tha. Woh mere oopar se uthe, aur mujhe ek muskuraahat dene ke baad wapas ussi kamre ki taraf chal diya jahaan se meri maa ki abhi bhi aawaazein aa rahi thi. Maine fir Sunaina aunty ki taraf dekha, jo muskuraate hue apne choot ragad rahi thi. Main thoda sharmai ye dekh kar fir boli, “Ye kya kar rahi ho aunty?” Sunaina: “Teri chudai ke maze toh le hi sakti hun. Chal teri maa ka haal dekhte hain.” Fir woh aayi. Aur mere haath ko pakad ke...
Mere grahak ne kamre ke andar se awaz lagayi, “Saali idhar aa. Poora din nahin pada hai mere paas.” Aur bolte hue usne apne kapde utaar diye Main uske paas jaake apne ghutno pe baith gayi. Aur uska lund mere saamne hi tha aur main usse dekh kar khush ho rahi thi. Woh ussi samay apni shirt utaar raha tha. Woh bola, “Shuru ho jaa saali, behen ki lodi. Tujhe chod ke office wapas jaana hai mujhe.” Maine uski baat sunte hue uske lund ko apne muh mein le liya. Aur issi dauraan usne apni shirt side...
The next day arrived. We both were getting ready for the day we had planned with the help of Sunaina. Trying to see if we can make a fortune doing what we love best, and that is fucking. We knew we had to keep it hidden and not create much of a fuss as people would start talking if they ever found out about this. We took our necessary stuff and went to Sunaina aunty’s house in our car. Ragini- “Sanjana, are you sure you want to get into this? I know about me but I don’t want you to get stuck...
I woke up the next morning, went out in the hallway, and a lot of people were there. Even Shivani was here, they were mourning. It turned out my dad had met with an accident and died yesterday night while returning back to home. I helped my mom and others there to get the rituals done and to make sure that if there was any help needed, I could take care of that. A month passed by in the mourning, and everyone near and dear left. Shivani was leaving as well, but was hesitant if she could leave...
Hey friends, this is Sanjana from Delhi yet again with the second part of the story that you people have so nicely appreciated for the first part, use the ISS search option and type in the story name without the part number and you’ll find that.Continuation,I continued to shoot the action and also was getting hotter and hotter seeing my mom in this kind of action. She was pretty much turned n oand was fucking like a real slut that was longing to have some good hard cocks inside her. She was not...
When I turned to the side, I was shocked to see Sunaina aunty sitting on the sofa with my mom also there. My mom was smiling and wiping her mouth, I understood very well that my own mother was the one who had kissed me. I undid my legs and wanted to hide the nudity from aunt if not mom, but before I could do anything, Salim, slapped me really hard and said, “Thank You bol apni maa ko saali randi ki aulaad.” Ragini.. u mean to say I am a randi… Sunaina.. sahi toh keh raha hai, tu continue rakh...
Hey there my dear friends, I know that you had been loving my earlier stories and are waiting for another Dirty, Nasty and Sultry one. So, here is the continuation, of my story. Waise I Need to say this, “Jinki lulli abhi zip mein hai nikaal lo, laude ko mal mal ke thoda solid sa bana liyo, kyunki, jab jal jaayegi yeh FUL-JARI… chhoot jaayegi teri PICH-KAARI.” Lets Start with the continuation then… …Salim was very angry after being on the receiving side of the slap and wanted some...
Hey friends, this is Sanjana from Delhi yet again with the second part of the story that you people have so nicely appreciated for the first part, use the ISS search option and type in the story name without the part number and you’ll find that.Continuation, I continued to shoot the action and also was getting hotter and hotter seeing my mom in this kind of action. She was pretty much turned n oand was fucking like a real slut that was longing to have some good hard cocks inside her. She was...
Hey there friends, this is Sanjana from Delhi. I will be writing some erotic stories here. These are not real stories and just mere fantasy ones. But you may assume them to be somewhat linked to me or my family or even yours, if you have gone through any phase like these. The story goes back to the time when I was in class 12th. I used to live in the hostel of our boarding school. I had a mother, father and one elder sister. My elder sister, Shivani, was 19 and was doing Bio. Tech. at a...
Mera naam priti hai mai 10th mai padhti hi mere ghr mai hum 4 log hai mere dad meri mom aur mera chota bhai jo hostel mai rehta hai mere dad medical rap hai aur meri mom housewife hai jo ki bhut bade ghr se hai yeah story meri mom ki hai jo bhut hi sunder aur sexy hai aur ghamandi bhi.meri mom ka name ishaa hai unki height 5.8 feet hai aur fig 36 32 34 hai unki thighs moti hai aur muscular bhi kyuki who daily Gym jati hai mai bhi unke saath gym jati thi mom hmesha salwar aur t shirt daalkar...
IncestHi.. Dosto. Naye paathako ko apna parichaya de dun. Main prem guru umar 32 saal. ( ; ) lund ki lambai 7” motai 2”. Patani madhur 28 saal khubsurat 36-28-36. Gaand baazi ke dono hi shaukeen. Maine aapse waada kiya tha ki main aapko jhoottee nahee sacchee kahaanee hee sunaaunga. Leejiye ek sacchee kahaani aapki sewa me haajir hai. Maine logon se suna tha ki kisi ladakee ya aurat kee khoobsuratee uske urojon (boobs) aur nitambon se jaanee jaa sakati hai. Par guruji to kuchh aur hi farmaate hai....