23-12-2020, 02:52 PM
Chetan's jaw dropped and he started to say something but held back to see what would happen. Bhola grinned foolishly and obediently walked across to Shobha's side of the bed.
Shobha pulled up her skirt halfway above her creamy thighs. Her smooth, shapely legs were bare and inviting. Bhola sat down gingerly at the edge of the bed by her feet. She wriggled her toes to indicate silently with her eyes that he should start there. Bhola dutifully began kneading her soles and then ankles. Her feet felt tender and enticing to touch. He had a great viewing angle to her thighs which remained crossed together. After a couple of minutes, after he felt he had her relaxed, he moved up and massaged her shin and calf muscles. Shobha began breathing deeply, her breasts rising and falling under her top as she felt the strong masculine pressure on her calf muscles. Bhola watched Chetan from the corner of his eyes but his master didn't move but seemed watching the spectacle closely. Shobha then moaned softly.
Bhola took that as a sign of encouragement and decided to move up, literally. Mustering courage, and emboldened by the wine, he passed over Shobha's knees and moved up to her thighs. Shobha rewarded his boldness by now parting her thighs. His heart leaped in his throat as he thought he saw her panty. She parted her thighs a bit more before bringing them a bit closer but not before he glimpsed her black panties. Bhola now had a full hardon and was glad he was squatting at the edge of the bed, legs crossed and relieved it was hidden from Shobha's view.
"Maza aa raha hai?" asked Chetan, lazily blowing from his puff. (Are you enjoying it?).
Bhola stayed dumb unsure if the question was addressed him him or his mistress.
"Bolo Bhola, saheb pooch rahe hain ki maza as raha hai ki nahin?". (Speak up Bhola. Your master is asking if you are enjoying it). This time it was Shobha.
Bhola felt speechless, and could merely managed to nod dumbly.
"Zor se bolo, Bhola, kuch sunaiye nahi diya", (Speak up Bhola, Cant hear you!), pushed Chetan.
Bhola managed to find his voice. "Haan saheb, maza aa raha hai". And then mustering courage, he ventured, "Bhabhi, aapko maza aa raha hai na?" ( Madam, are you enjoying it?)
Shobha turned conspiratorially to her husband, "Dekho, pooch raha hai ki mujhe maza aa raha hai kya!" (Look, he is asking me if I am enjoying it!).
Chetan smirked and decided to taunt Bhola, "Bhola, maalom hai, Aurat ko kaise maza dete hain? (Bhola, so you know how to please a woman?)
"Bhola, madam ke paon kiss karo". (Bhola, kiss madam's feet). Chetan decided to humiliate Bhola.
Poor Bhola would have done anything to keep massaging his mistress's feet. He gently kissed her on her ankles. She rewarded him by briefly parting her thighs. That gorgeous panty again came into view. She closed her thighs again. Bhola felt like a child who is shown a chocolate before it is again hidden from view. He swallowed and kissed his mistress's toes again. It felt so tender. Instinctively he sucked her toes. This time, she moaned softly.
Chetan leaned across from his side of the bed and brought his face close to Shobha. She parted her lips on anticipation, now getting aroused herself.
Chetan had tasted blood in teasing Bhola and felt fully in control. He stubbed his cigarette into an ash tray by the bedside.
"Bhola, madam ka figure kaisa hai?" (Bhola, how do you like madam's figure?).
Bhola nodded dumbly, his hard on seemed to have drained blood from his face, and croaked, "Accha hai" (It's good)
"Madam ke boobs kaise hai?" (How do you like madam's boobs?) Chetan placed his left palm over Shobha's breast and squeezed it gently through the top. Shobha moaned again.
Bhola figured if he nodded and indicated approval, this deliriously erotic play could continue for some more time. Already his birthday was feeling like a dream he didn't want to wake up from. Chetan rewarded him by squeezing Shobha's breast harder. She moaned loudly and squirmed, parting her legs slightly more.
"Aur dekhoge?" (Want to see more?). Chetan was now feeling like the dominant male taunting a poor hapless weaker male showing off his sexual trophy. Drunk with this power, and wanting to see the hapless servant drool further, he decided to raise the stakes higher.
In one single stroke, he reached across and pulled up Shobha's skirt over her waist. Shobha shrieked and protested as her black panties were now fully exposed to both men. Chetan swiftly unbuttoned the skirt, pulled it off her body and threw it carelessly across the bedroom. Shobha instinctively put her hands to cover her panty clad pussy but a laughing and drunk Chetan brushed away her hands. Bhola's eyes widened with lust and disbelief as he saw his mistress's creamy smooth and shapely thighs and the black panty clad pussy right in front of him. The panty snugly covered thick pussy lips forming a camel toe. He also saw that the panty had an unmistakable damp spot right at the centre.
Shobha was now giggling and rolling side by side on the bed and covered her face with her palms in false modesty. Drunk with power at this extraordinary control he had over two people, Chetan decided he wanted even more. He pulled Shobha's top from under her and over her shoulder. Shobha's black matching bra came into view. Shobha was now clad only in black bra and black panty, both snugly fitting her shapely body. She began laughing hysterically like a small girl playing a game with two boys disrobing her in a kids game. She rolled over on her stomach before rolling back again to her back. For a few seconds, Bhola saw her gorgeous ass with a part of her buttocks exposed to his hungry eyes before she turned back and presented him again with her panty clad pussy. Her creamy fair skin contrasted with the black panty and her curvaceous waist with just the gentle roll of fat, then flat belly and a deep navel and a flat stomach.
Suddenly, she paused giggling and looked at Bhola directly.
"Bhola, apna pant utaro!" (Bhola, take off your pant!).
Shobha pulled up her skirt halfway above her creamy thighs. Her smooth, shapely legs were bare and inviting. Bhola sat down gingerly at the edge of the bed by her feet. She wriggled her toes to indicate silently with her eyes that he should start there. Bhola dutifully began kneading her soles and then ankles. Her feet felt tender and enticing to touch. He had a great viewing angle to her thighs which remained crossed together. After a couple of minutes, after he felt he had her relaxed, he moved up and massaged her shin and calf muscles. Shobha began breathing deeply, her breasts rising and falling under her top as she felt the strong masculine pressure on her calf muscles. Bhola watched Chetan from the corner of his eyes but his master didn't move but seemed watching the spectacle closely. Shobha then moaned softly.
Bhola took that as a sign of encouragement and decided to move up, literally. Mustering courage, and emboldened by the wine, he passed over Shobha's knees and moved up to her thighs. Shobha rewarded his boldness by now parting her thighs. His heart leaped in his throat as he thought he saw her panty. She parted her thighs a bit more before bringing them a bit closer but not before he glimpsed her black panties. Bhola now had a full hardon and was glad he was squatting at the edge of the bed, legs crossed and relieved it was hidden from Shobha's view.
"Maza aa raha hai?" asked Chetan, lazily blowing from his puff. (Are you enjoying it?).
Bhola stayed dumb unsure if the question was addressed him him or his mistress.
"Bolo Bhola, saheb pooch rahe hain ki maza as raha hai ki nahin?". (Speak up Bhola. Your master is asking if you are enjoying it). This time it was Shobha.
Bhola felt speechless, and could merely managed to nod dumbly.
"Zor se bolo, Bhola, kuch sunaiye nahi diya", (Speak up Bhola, Cant hear you!), pushed Chetan.
Bhola managed to find his voice. "Haan saheb, maza aa raha hai". And then mustering courage, he ventured, "Bhabhi, aapko maza aa raha hai na?" ( Madam, are you enjoying it?)
Shobha turned conspiratorially to her husband, "Dekho, pooch raha hai ki mujhe maza aa raha hai kya!" (Look, he is asking me if I am enjoying it!).
Chetan smirked and decided to taunt Bhola, "Bhola, maalom hai, Aurat ko kaise maza dete hain? (Bhola, so you know how to please a woman?)
"Bhola, madam ke paon kiss karo". (Bhola, kiss madam's feet). Chetan decided to humiliate Bhola.
Poor Bhola would have done anything to keep massaging his mistress's feet. He gently kissed her on her ankles. She rewarded him by briefly parting her thighs. That gorgeous panty again came into view. She closed her thighs again. Bhola felt like a child who is shown a chocolate before it is again hidden from view. He swallowed and kissed his mistress's toes again. It felt so tender. Instinctively he sucked her toes. This time, she moaned softly.
Chetan leaned across from his side of the bed and brought his face close to Shobha. She parted her lips on anticipation, now getting aroused herself.
Chetan had tasted blood in teasing Bhola and felt fully in control. He stubbed his cigarette into an ash tray by the bedside.
"Bhola, madam ka figure kaisa hai?" (Bhola, how do you like madam's figure?).
Bhola nodded dumbly, his hard on seemed to have drained blood from his face, and croaked, "Accha hai" (It's good)
"Madam ke boobs kaise hai?" (How do you like madam's boobs?) Chetan placed his left palm over Shobha's breast and squeezed it gently through the top. Shobha moaned again.
Bhola figured if he nodded and indicated approval, this deliriously erotic play could continue for some more time. Already his birthday was feeling like a dream he didn't want to wake up from. Chetan rewarded him by squeezing Shobha's breast harder. She moaned loudly and squirmed, parting her legs slightly more.
"Aur dekhoge?" (Want to see more?). Chetan was now feeling like the dominant male taunting a poor hapless weaker male showing off his sexual trophy. Drunk with this power, and wanting to see the hapless servant drool further, he decided to raise the stakes higher.
In one single stroke, he reached across and pulled up Shobha's skirt over her waist. Shobha shrieked and protested as her black panties were now fully exposed to both men. Chetan swiftly unbuttoned the skirt, pulled it off her body and threw it carelessly across the bedroom. Shobha instinctively put her hands to cover her panty clad pussy but a laughing and drunk Chetan brushed away her hands. Bhola's eyes widened with lust and disbelief as he saw his mistress's creamy smooth and shapely thighs and the black panty clad pussy right in front of him. The panty snugly covered thick pussy lips forming a camel toe. He also saw that the panty had an unmistakable damp spot right at the centre.
Shobha was now giggling and rolling side by side on the bed and covered her face with her palms in false modesty. Drunk with power at this extraordinary control he had over two people, Chetan decided he wanted even more. He pulled Shobha's top from under her and over her shoulder. Shobha's black matching bra came into view. Shobha was now clad only in black bra and black panty, both snugly fitting her shapely body. She began laughing hysterically like a small girl playing a game with two boys disrobing her in a kids game. She rolled over on her stomach before rolling back again to her back. For a few seconds, Bhola saw her gorgeous ass with a part of her buttocks exposed to his hungry eyes before she turned back and presented him again with her panty clad pussy. Her creamy fair skin contrasted with the black panty and her curvaceous waist with just the gentle roll of fat, then flat belly and a deep navel and a flat stomach.
Suddenly, she paused giggling and looked at Bhola directly.
"Bhola, apna pant utaro!" (Bhola, take off your pant!).
Ravi Shikha
** I am fascinated by erotica as a genre in fiction. It is my ambition to publish my works of erotica as e-books on Amazon.in and Kindle. You will find me there too under this pen name. For the price of a coffee on Amazon, or for free on Kindle Unlimited, you can read my ebooks.
** I am fascinated by erotica as a genre in fiction. It is my ambition to publish my works of erotica as e-books on Amazon.in and Kindle. You will find me there too under this pen name. For the price of a coffee on Amazon, or for free on Kindle Unlimited, you can read my ebooks.
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