Grandma's Rituals 1 - Sex Stories

Grandma's Rituals 1

... tired he slept under the illumination of the kerosene lamp. Next morning after waking up as he went to the bathroom he was in for a shock as there was no shower, no taps and no sink. Expect for a toilet basin at one corner and a bucket the room was totally naked. Hanging his clothes on a make shift hangar made out of nails he sat down to take a bath. As he was having the bath he saw streaks of light penetrating the room. On closer scrutiny he found it to be coming from the holes made on the door by termites. This again thrilled him. Having finished his bath as he stepped into the kitchen his grandma screamed at him for having entered wearing his sandals. Removing he joined his mother and sitting down on the mat he had cup of steaming coffee whose aroma lingered even after he finished it. As he sat in the small cubicle of the kitchen he saw his grandma cooking on a stove using firewood. The smoke billowing out of the firewood had a pleasant aroma. As his eyes wandered he saw his grandma sweating from the heat of the fire. As he stared at her his mother said 'this is the life of the village.' 'But how does she manage' he said looking at his grandma. 'You should have seen how we lived earlier' replied his grandma. 'Why what was there at that time' he asked. 'At that time there was no proper roof on our heads, no walls and no stoves. We used to live in forests whether it rained or shined in small tents. 'It is difficult for me to visualize' he said. 'Yes it is difficult for you ...

... as you have not seen it, but it was good as we never stayed at one place. We used to shift our camps every now and then depending upon the season' said she. 'I wish I get an opportunity to camp in the open' he said. 'If you are interested I can arrange it provided you are ready to use the fields instead of a bathroom' she said smiling to herself. 'There is not much difference in your present bathroom' he said thinking of the holes in the door. 'At least this house has one while others' she shook her head. After finishing breakfast his mother got up and changing into a new sari came out looking dazzling. Vinit at that moment did not know that she was going out to impress her cousins. After his mother left Vinit was alone with his grandma 'how do you manage to live in this house' he said. 'As I told you it is a luxury considering what I have been through. Come let's go to the fields' saying this she dragged him out of the house without bothering to lock it up. After trekking for a few minutes they reached a vast field and pointing it out 'this is what I have toiled for my whole life and it is all yours' she said as she sat down under a tree. Vinit was numb hearing this and did not know how to reply back. 'Ma, tell me about those days' he said. 'It is a long story but to cut it short it was good till it lasted' she replied wiping the sweat with the top of her sari. Our clan was a small one and had its own culture which was weird. 'Why do you call it weird' asked Vinit. 'There ...