Fantasy Roshni

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I copied this story from the following link.
https://allindiansexstories.com/roshni-part-1/

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I’m happy to post my first story in my favorite category,
Exhibitionism.I’ve been waiting for this part of my life. Hopefully,
more stories will come in this category.I’ve always had this urge to
show skin. Earlier, when living in cities, I used to wear shorts,
miniskirts, short jumpsuits, rompers, strapless tops, halter tops,
crop tops etc. They were very usual in those places. People used to
show a lot of skin.There were girls who used to dress up very
conservatively as well.But I chose to show my skin.I used to enjoy
those showing offs. Even from thecollege days, I tried to wear clothes
which were acceptable in the society, but at the lowest level of
decency.Whenever I used to go out with friends, I would always be one
of those people who wore the leastamount of clothes. As usual I used
to get a lot of looks from both men and women.When I came to live in
this village, a cover involuntarily fell on such thoughts. I’ve never
risked showing my skin here.I knew it was bad in these villages. It
gave a bad impression about the girl.Those village people never think
that ‘This girl is liberated. She decided to wear whatever she wants.
It’s so cool.’

Instead they think ‘this girl is showing so much skin.
She is walking to turn men on. It doesn’t seem like she is a good
personfrom a reputed family.’And because of that she never gets good
marriage proposals. Just because she wears revealing clothes. It even
affects the family and its reputation in that society.So women never
choose to show their body.Even if it’s a skirt that shows some skin
below theknee, or a sleeveless top, or a t-shirt (obviously without a
shawl) or a saree that shows the belly and navel.It’s all bad here.If
you wear them, your future is dead.But after that night where I stood
naked outdoors at 3 am, something possessed on my body.I started
feeling like I want to show more skin.My parents are not here and I’ll
be flying to North India or Europe after this college studies. And I’m
never gonna come back to this village. I don’t givea fuck what those
silly villagers think. This thought of exhibiting my body was getting
intense as the days progressed.One day I asked my boyfriend: “Wasim,
can I ask you something?”He replied: ” Yea sure Roshni..”Whenever
people start with this line, others listen very carefully. He knew
that I was asking something serious.”Do you mind if I wear some
clothes which are not very conservative?”Mmm.. I guess not. But what
types of clothes do you have in mind, specifically? I can’t let you
wearbikini and roam around””Chii.. who roams around wearing a bikini
here in your village where people even haven’t seen a navel with their
naked eyes except the item dancenumbers in Bollywood movies?”What I
said was true.

I haven’t seen a single lady wearing sleeveless dress
here. And it has been more than a year since I’ve started living here.
I haven’t seen another woman’s navel as well.”What types of clothes do
you mean?” He asked curiously.”You know, jeans and top, sleeveless
churidars… like that””Come on yaar.. who cares if you wear a
sleeveless churidars and jeans?””I know. but still I must make sure,
right. Also what will the villagers think when I wear such clothes?”I
asked him just to know what he thinks about it.”You’re from city,
right. So, people can take that you are habituated with wearing such
clothes. And wear them with complete confidence and be comfortable in
it.” He supported me.”Also, you’re my girl. I want to know who’s gonna
stop you from that.” He finished.I felt so happy hearing those
words.If he agrees, I can wear them to wherever I want to. I gave him
a kiss for that.On most of the weekends Wasim and I used to goout. I
easily convinced my grandparents saying that I have a special class,
seminar or even some group discussions happening in college!! They
were too uneducated to understand that. Also, they had a belief that
I’ll never lie.

While going for movies or just for roaming around, I
would smuggle some clothes in my bag while wearing my usual college
uniforms when leaving home and change the clothes in some hotel
washroom or something.I started wearing sleeveless churidars and
t-shirt while going out.Once we went for a movie in a theatre which
was 10 kilometers away from my home and I wore a t-shirt for it.Most
often we used to select Theatres which were less crowded and always
some corner seats. Our hands will be roaming on each other’s bodies
and some long kisses also happened in theatres. I remember once we
kissed for almost one hour continuously which involved lot of kissing
and biting on the faces. My face and neckwere full of his saliva when
we stepped out of thetheatre.We went for the same movie 3 times just
because the theater was almost empty!One day after the outing with
Wasim while I was coming home, my grandma asked me why the bag looks
so full. I was carrying a churidar that day. I lied that there are
some library books in it. She believed it.But I decided to change my
choice of clothes because churidars and jeans pants were so big that
they made the bag look so full. I decided to do some shopping for more
smaller clothes. (or was I just looking for a good reason for wearing
something skimpier?!)I told Wasim about this. He couldn’t take the
risk of losing me because of the large volume of clothes I was
wearing. So he had to agree.”But we won’t get my looked-for clothes
here in this village.” I said.”We can go to Kochi” he said.Kochi is
the biggest city in Kerala and it’s a growing cosmopolitan city. All
kinds of people come there. Girls there wear modern clothes and you
get pretty much all kinds of clothes there. Weplanned our next weekend
trip to Kochi.I packed a t-shirt and jeans for the trip. I knew it was
the last time I had to be careful about smuggling clothes. Next time
onwards nobody is even going know that I’m carrying any clothes in my
bag.That day I left early from home. The city is far away from my
home. I changed into my t-shirt and jeans on the way in a hotel
washroom. It almost took around 2 hours to reach there.Once we reached
there, we went straight to a big shopping mall there. We found a shop
there which sells all kinds of women’s wear.I started with tops. First
priority for selecting any piece of clothing was that: if I make it
like a ball, itshould fit in my one hand. But most of the t-shirtsthe
salesman showed were bigger balls. Maybe he thought that I wanted the
similar type of t-shirt I was wearing.”It can be smaller.” I made it
clear for him.”Is sleeveless ok for you?” He asked.”Totally.” I
said.He then went to another section of clothes where all the
sleeveless tops were kept. He showed some clothes there. They were not
t-shirts.

They were tank tops, which I loved to wear.I looked at
Wasim, showing him a piece of clothing, which was white in color and
just covered my ass.”Is it ok?” I asked him.”Try it.” He said.I went
inside the changing room, removed my t-shirt and wore the white tank
top.It was literally hugging my body.The armholes were cut 2 inches
below my armpit.The armpit fat was visible from the sides. It was so
tight across my stomach that I could make outthe shape of my navel
through it. The material was thin cotton such that anyone could easily
figure out the shape of the bra I was wearing underneath.I looked
super-hot in it. It had been a while since Iwore something like that.
I really wanted that top.I came outside the changing room wearing it.
Wasim was waiting outside.”Roshni! You can’t wear it here in public.
It almostlooks like an inner wear.” He exclaimed the moment I stepped
out.”No! It doesn’t. It’s just perfect, you see. First of all, it fits
in my hand if I make it like a ball. So, I can easily smuggle it from
my home. Also, it’s actually not showing anything which was not seen
while I used to wear other clothes. See, I wear sleeveless tops,
right? This is also sleeveless. And it’s showing nothing else. It’s
covering my ass too.” I tried my best to sell it to him.”But the
material is so thin and hugging your body. See, anybody can make out
the shape of your navel. Your bra edges are visible. And finally,it
really exaggerates the shape of your breasts.” He finished.’Exactly’ I
thought.

“But I’ll wear a shawl with it, if you want.” I said.Shawl is
supposed to cover the breasts when youwear tops which highlights the
shape of the breasts.”But it’s showing off too much, honey” he was
confused.”You think so because you haven’t seen clothes which actually
shows off. This is not one of them.” I said.That must have hurt his
ego. I was sure he felt smaller in front of me. He didn’t express it,
though.”OK… But buy a cardigan also with it. Also promise that
you’ll always wear shawl or cardiganwith this top. Always!” he
agreed.”Yeaayyy..! Sure!!” I said and hugged him.I bought a black
cardigan with it. It was also very thin material. But at least it
covered my hand and shoulders.But while thinking from now, He was
right.

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The top was a very big step in my way of dressing.I chose two
more tank tops, one black and one yellow. Same material. One white
cardigan and a red cardigan.Next I moved on to buy bottoms. I was
looking foronly leggings. It was easy for me.I bought the tightest
leggings in various colors. Grey, black, white and red. They ended
somewhere between my knee and ankle.I tried one. It was like a second
skin on my body. Anyone who looks at my calf, thighs and ass can
easily notice the shape of them. Wasim was not ok with that one
too.”I’ll be wearing a shawl, right. So I’ll wear it in such a way
that it covers my ass too. If I’m wearing a cardigan, it will reach
till my knees at the back. So, it’ll cover the ass too.” I told
him.

Somehow, he agreed. But I was wondering how towear this shawl in
such a way that it covers both my boobs and ass. I’ll be showing one
part while hiding the other. I must figure that out. Or… maybe not.I
wanted to buy some nightwear as well. Summer was coming. I can’t wear
those nighties, which are thick dresses which reaches all the way to
theground.I wanted more comfortable clothes.I bought a very
transparent satin dress. Red in color. If I was not wearing a bra, the
areolas will be visible through the top. That transparent. That see
through.It came 6 inches above the knee. I tried wearing that in the
dressing room. It felt so great. So thin! So light weight!I can’t wait
to wear that and roam around at homeat night.I didn’t show it to
Wasim. I didn’t want permissionfrom him for that. I was planning to
wear them while sleeping.Since my grandparents are very old, at night,
they can’t see a thing. They can’t recognize what I am wearing.I
wanted to buy a jeans shorts. But I was not sure how will Wasim
respond to that.Also, wearing shorts revealing almost all the legs is
the biggest sin in village. Anyway, I decided to ask him.”Hey,
Wasim… can I try some shorts?””No, no… No shorts for
sure!””Shorts? You want shorts? One minute madam” the shopkeeper ran
for shorts.”Let’s see how it goes. I’ll buy only if you like” I
consoled him.

He didn’t say anything. The shopkeeper bought the shorts.
It was longer than I expected.”Can I try this?” I asked.”I guess so”
Wasim said.I tried it. It came two inches below my knees. It was a
three-fourth. That stupid shopkeeper! I thought.It looked decent. “I
don’t find anything wrong with wearing them” I said. Waiting for
Wasim’s reply.”Take it” Wasim said.I bought one jeans shorts as
well.Hmmm…What else! I thought.I saw some more halter tops,
strapless tops and many more there. I saw a lingerie section as well.
I was wondering, what all would be there. But I didn’t want to make
Wasim more upset.May be later.We started travelling back.On the way
back, I asked Wasim: “Are you ok with my clothes?””Yea, it’s fine””I’m
so happy that you liked them. Now we can goout without the fear of my
grandparents catching me smuggling the clothes.””Yea, right.” Wasim
responded.I was not sure if he was actually fine with my clothes. I
decided to cheer him up.I slowly moved my hand towards his crotch area
and started rubbing his cock.”Are you sure you’re not angry with me?”
I asked.He didn’t say anything. But his cock started replying by
waking up.”Oh! Somebody else is happy!!” I exclaimed.”Roshni, this is
a highway and people are watching us.””Let’s go somewhere private
then” I whispered in his ears.He stopped near a hotel.”We’ll have a
tea from here.” He said.”Oh really?!” I said teasingly.We went in the
hotel and ordered one tea.”I wanna go to the washroom.” I said, and I
went inside the loo.I knew he will follow me.I stepped into the
washroom and removed my t-shirt and waited for him. I wanted to
surprise him.I heard his footsteps. I wished it was him. What if it
was someone else? That thought excited me.I opened the door and peaked
outside.

It was him.He saw me and rushed inside.”Oh Roshni! You’ve
already stripped for me!” He got excited and started kissing me.I was
also very horny and kissed him back passionately.He closed the
washroom door behind him. I wished that he kept it open so that
somebody else accidentally came and saw us making out. I seriously
didn’t know what got into me. I really felt like showing off, like
never before.In five seconds he removed my bra and started playing
with my nipples. I pushed his head towards my nipple. He licked it for
a bit and then started biting them.It felt soo good. The nipples
started growing hard.I rubbed my hand on his hard on. He started
removing his pants and boxers.”We cannot fuck here.” I said.His cock
was out already.He didn’t respond to what I said but instead he put
his hand on my shoulder and started pushing me downwards. It felt
forceful.He grabbed my face and said, “But you can suck me.”His
harshness surprised me. But I didn’t want to spoil the mood.I opened
my mouth and put his dick in my mouth.The moment it was inside my
mouth, he started fucking my mouth hard.After 2-3 thrusts his cock
reached my throat.”I’m gonna deepthroat you.” He said.He has never
deepthroated me without my permission before. But I was not in the
mood to say anything. With a big cock down your throat, you don’t have
the luxury of talking much.He pushed it hard and I felt it going all
the way inside. I couldn’t breathe. Tears started coming from my
eyes.His cock was literally going in and out of my throat.”Wahem ztop.
I xant vreeth” I somehow managed.”One sec. I’m almost there” He
said.He gave some 2-3 deep pushes to my throat. It did hurt. I
couldn’t take any more of this dishonor.I pulled it out
forcefully.When I pulled it out, he started jacking off on my
breasts.I knew he was on the verge of cumming.He started cumming on my
breasts. I didn’t even look at him, but I closed my eyes and took some
long breaths while trying not to puke. His cum started spurting all
over my breasts. After cumming, he rubbed his cock on my nipples to
clean it.”Clean up quickly. Someone might see.”I was shocked by the
sudden change in behavior of Wasim. If he had some problems with the
clothes, he should have said, right! How many times did I ask! I was
really angry on him.I stood up in front of the mirror. Cum was
dripping on my boobs. I cleaned the cum using the tissue paper. I
didn’t want to create a scene with him there.We went back. We didn’t
talk much on the way back.I reached home by around 7 in the evening. I
somehow smuggled the clothes bags inside the house when my
grandparents were not around.I was so tired after the long day. I
decided to take a luxurious bath with some oil massage.Applying oil on
body before taking bath is a habit Istarted after coming to the
village.

It relaxes the body muscles and gives you some deep sleep.And
applying oil all over body was fun. Playing with nipples and sometimes
fingering the oily pussy! And especially today I was in the mood to
play with myself. Since that day where I stood outside naked at 3 in
the morning, I was looking for more chanced to be naked outside the
house. Also, the plan to buy revealing clothes for the past 4-5 days
got me excited more.It was around 7:30 at night. I decided to push my
boundaries a little more. Grandmother was watching some soap opera in
the TV. She won’t wake up from the chair till it’s 10, even the house
is on fire. My granddad was sitting outside, praying.I decided to work
my plan out in the backyard of my house. I didn’t have to worry about
those two coming there. It was pitch black there. Even somebody
walking on the road won’t be able to make out a person standing there.
Unless they flash some torchlight exactly on my body, which was a risk
I was willing to take and it excited me alot. So I took a bowl full of
oil and went to the backyard. I carried a bathing towel as well.I
stood there in the darkness. I could hear the dramatic music happening
in the soap. I can hearmy granddad’s prayer as well. I only had to
worry if any one of them stopped. I took a deep breath and remove my
clothes.In a minute I was stark naked outdoor. I started rubbing with
the oil on my body. I started from thelegs towards the upper parts.I
poured more than enough oil into my hands and applied it all over my
body.

I covered my legs, thighs, inner thighs, ass, stomach, hands,
with a lot of oil and then poured a handful of oil and spread it on
both my boobs.Ohh!! It felt so good.I slowly started playing with my
boobs while rubbing them with the oil. I was getting hornier. My
nipples started growing hard.The thought of standing outside naked
with oil allover my body sent shivers through my body. I slowly
started playing with my nipples. I pinched them. More blood rushed to
my breasts. I started squeezing them harder. I really wished that
Wasim was now with me.Now I could feel the oil leaking into my pussy
andasshole. It was tingling.I now placed my right hand between my
thighs and put one finger inside my pussy.It was now wet with the
pre-cum and oil. Sticky and smooth at the same time.I slowly started
fingering myself. I was so turned on. I started fingering fast. I put
my second fingerinside. More pre cum was flowing through my pussy now.
I kept on playing with my nipple at thesame time. My eyes were closed
and sweat started flowing from my forehead.Now I couldn’t hear my
granddad’s prayer. Instead it felt like he was talking with someone. I
didn’t give much attention as I was on the verge of cumming. That’s
when my grandmother called me.”ROSHNII..” I suddenly stopped
fingering.

‘Fuck!’ I thought. I was about to cum in some 10
seconds.”What?” I replied little angrily. “What are you doing?” She
asked. She was still sitting in front of the TV. “I’m going to take
bath.” I replied.”Before that get some drinking water for your uncle.”
So that was it.This uncle is a 50-year-old man who lives next to our
house. He comes regularly at night to talk with my granddad. They keep
on talking for some good one – two hours about everything in the
world. My granddad was a communist in his younger days. Even now he is
well educated about the world politics. It’s fun talking with him.This
uncle, like many other people in the village liked his company. Also,
I’ve seen this uncle looking at me hungrily and trying to flirt
wheneverpossible. I used to avoid him.

But tonight! It’s a different
day. I’ve been horny since morning. The thoughts of purchasing
somerevealing clothes already excited me. And the shopping, foreplay
with Wasim and that quick blowjob in the hotel washroom had made me
verywet. And now, standing naked with oil all over my body and almost
in the verge of orgasm, I decided to push the boundary a little more.

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What if I went to meet him with this oil dripping body? That thought
itself made me almost cum. I decided to play a little.

But I had to wear something.

There was a towel which I used to rub the water off the body after
taking the bath. In the south Indian towels, they are stitched in such
a way that there is a bigger gap between threads. Even though it
doesn’t make the towel transparent, the material is very thin. It
shows the outlines of the nipples if you’re not wearing anything
underneath. Obviously, people never use it for wearing purpose. But I
chose it for wearing it tonight while meeting this uncle. Wear only
it.

I wrapped that towel around my oiled up naked body. But there was a
problem. Lengthwise it was short. If I tried to dbang it around my
chest, it won’t cover my ass and pussy and, vice versa.

So, I dbangd it the other way. I placed one edge at the back of the
left armpit and brought it through the back, covered my boobs and
brought the other edge to the front of left armpit.

It almost reached the other edge. I had to pull it a little more so
that I could tie a knot under my armpit.

I tied it there. My boobs were bulging above the towel because of the
tightness of the towel. Now it was lengthy enough to cover my bottom
part and reached 2 inches above my knees.

But now the new problem was, it was open from the left armpit
downwards. It was getting wider as it went downwards. So the whole
left side of my body was naked. If I moved my hand to back, front or
upwards, the whole left side boob, my stomach, hips and thighs would
be visible for the uncle. I was showing off a little too much. I wore
a safety pin near my hip.

I knew that even now I was showing off a little too much. But I was
soo turned on to care.

I started walking towards the house. While taking each step, I can see
the towel gaping making a big gap from the body.

There was an almirah in the work area, which had a full-length mirror
on it. I stopped in front of it and put my right leg in the front and
checked myself from my left side.

The sight was something more than I expected. Left side of my body
looked like the symbol of infinity. It was closed under my armpit,
then expanded from there downwards until my hips. My left sideboob was
bulging to the side, under the towel. I can make out shape of my
nipple through the towel. At the hips, the safety pin was pulling to
connect the sides of towel. It started gaping again from there
downwards. My whole left leg was visible from the hip.

I raised my left had above the head in front of the mirror. I could
see my left sideboobs and my tummy. In that pose, I put my right leg
in the front, like walking. The towel gaped from the legs and my whole
right inner thigh was visible. And the sight was so erotic because my
body was shining and oil was dripping from the body.

I went into the kitchen and poured some water into a steel tumbler. I
took it with my left hand and started walking towards the sit out.

My grandmother was sitting in the hall watching TV, but turned to the
other side. If I walked fast enough, she won’t see me as she was glued
to the screen.

Granddad’s chair was facing the yard while uncle’s chair was faced
towards the door from which I would be walking.

Granddad also won’t see much of me if I’m quick enough to give the
water and leave them immediately.

I planned everything, took a deep breath and started walking towards
the sit out.

I passed the hall and reached the sit out. “Sorry uncle, I was about
to take a bath.”

He was preparing the pan using beetle leaf. When I said this, he
raised his eyes and looked at me.

He stopped making the pan and stared at my body. Also, I tried to act
like an innocent village girl by trying to cover my body using the
towel and gave him the cutest smile. I placed the glass of water in
front of him.

My nipples were poking on the towel and a large amount of cleavage was
seen from the top of the towel. Since I was bent in front of him, the
towel gaped a little, from the left side of my body and the boobs were
hanging inside the towel. I stood in such a way that my left side was
visible for him. My left boob was straining against the tight knot
which was under the armpit. With my slightest movement, I could feel
my boob floating inside the towel. The uncle didn’t miss any of it.

I was standing side by side with my Granddad.

If he looked a little to his right, all he could see would be my naked
boob hanging in front of him.

Luckily, he didn’t.

I didn’t want to stay there longer and take the risk. I turned to my
right side and started going back.

I could see my towel gaping near the thighs which might give him a
good look at my inner thighs.

But I didn’t know if his look reached till there. He was stuck at my
boobs. I rushed to inside.

I didn’t want my grandparents to catch me wearing almost nothing in
front of a strange guy.

The moment I reached inside the kitchen, I put two fingers inside my
pussy and started fingering. I was more wet now from all the showing
off. I heard my granddad saying: “leave it there. I’ll take it inside
later.” Then I heard uncle saying: “it’s OK sir. I don’t wanna trouble
you.”

Is he coming inside? He wanted to see more of me? I was sure he won’t
try to do anything physical while my grandparents are there. As long
as I’m in the safe zone, I was willing to tease him a little more.

I removed the pin from the hip. By doing so, the whole left side of my
oiled-up body was visible. It included the left sideboob except the
areola or nipples. Tummy and legs were also on display. If my towel
moved half an inch, my pussy would also be on display. I could feel my
pussy dripping. I was so horny by now. I stood facing away from the
door and acted as if I was doing some job.

He was walking towards the kitchen when my grandmother stopped him.
“How’s everyone at home, Vasu?” She asked him without looking away
from the screen. “Oh, they are all doing good.”

By that time he reached the door of kitchen.

“Hi Roshuu…” He sweetly called me.

I turned back from my left. I raised both my hands and started tying
the hair. I could feel my towel gaping away from my body. Left side of
my oily naked body was on display for him. The boobs, tummy, hips and
the long leg. His look directly fell on my tits. They were shining
with oil.

“Oh! You shouldn’t have bought it. I would have come there to take it”
I said.

“No, no dear. You’re in a rush, right.” He somehow said while
investigating each and every inch of my body. “Also, if someone sees
you like this outside…” He stopped there without knowing what to
say.

“Yea… I know. I’m all oiled up for the bath. Doesn’t look good, am
I, uncle?” I asked with my best innocent voice while going closer to
him to take the glass from his hands.

“No, you look great my dear. But what I mean is…”

He was out of words as he worshipped my body.

He stood there silently scanning my body.

“What you mean?” I went closer to him and grabbed the glass from his
hand while looking into his eyes.

“You look so hot!” He said looking at my cleavage. His hand was now
almost touching my sheer towel. He didn’t move back even after I took
the glass from him. Instead he stood closer to me.

“You look beautiful” He whispered to me.

“I’m sorry. I’m not properly dressed.” I said innocently and walked
way from him taking the glass.

“No, no. You look perfect this way.” He said. I giggled shyly. “But
I’m feeling shy standing in front of you like this.”

“Like what?” he asked.

‘Oh! He is also in a playful mood!’ I thought.

“You know, the body full of oil and wearing only a towel” I said
shyly

“It’s ok” He said. “When you were a small girl, I have seen you
without any clothes and I’ve even took you for bath in the public
pond, do you remember?”

“Mmm… no uncle.”

“How will you remember! You were barely 2 years old then. You’re still
that baby girl for me even now.” He added. I was sure he wanted to
spend more time with me with these silly talks.

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Meanwhile I didn’t stop myself from entertaining him by giving
glimpses of my body here and there while washing some vessels in the
kitchen.

“You’re making up this story, aren’t you?” I teased him.

“What? No! You want proof?” He asked.

“mmm… may be.”

“You have a birthmark where your backbone ends.” He said.

Wow! That really shocked me. My birthmark just above my buttcrack was
something my boyfriends used to find very sexy about me.

“Is it there?” he asked. I didn’t say anything. I was facing away from
him. I felt him standing right behind me. I could feel his hand slowly
going under my towel from my backside. How little I was wearing!
Within two seconds his hand was above my buttcrack. I felt some cold
air on my ass. So, he was now looking at my naked oil-dripping ass. He
started rubbing the oil over my ass.

“Do you remember I used to oil up your body…” He said.

“No…”

His touch was turning me on. I stood still. He slowly moved his hand
down my ass crack. Oil was flowing inside my ass. His hand reached
near my asshole.

“Oh Vasu Uncle… You’re embarrassing me.” I moved my body away from
his hand and turned around to face him.

“I’m not a small girl anymore. I’m a grown-up woman.” I didn’t want to
go all the way with him right away.

“With fully grown body parts.” I didn’t feel like stopping teasing as
well.

I saw a tent formed under his lungi already. “See, even your body
agrees with me.” I said by pointing towards his growing tent. I was
curious to see how it looked. But I controlled myself.

“Yea. I can see it.” He said by looking at my chest. I looked down to
see my hard nipples poking hard against the thin material of the
towel.

“A fully-grown woman with a lot of passion” he said.

I was tempted to touch my hard nipples. I leaned against the concrete
slab on the kitchen.

“Oh, you mean this?” I asked him by running my hands over my boobs.
“I’ve been massaging for almost half an hour. That’s why they are
standing out, you know.” I now moved my left hand under the towel and
started rubbing my nipples. Finally!! I needed this touch. I started
rubbing them by looking into his eyes.

“Do you want any help with that? I am a well-known massager here.” He
kept on looking at my hand rubbing my left boob.

“No, thanks. Now I can do it myself. But may be later.” I climbed onto
the concrete slab and sat on it. My towel shifted its position and now
my left leg was completely bare in front of his eyes. It just covered
my pussy and right leg. I shifted my left hand from left boob to the
right one. My left wrist was covering left boob while I massaged right
boob. The towel kept on moving left and right around my belly area,
sometimes exposing my navel to him.

“Your navel is filled with oil.” He said hungrily looking into my
abdomen area. “It’s not good if you keep oil inside the navel for a
long time. You should spread it to other parts.” He said. I was sure
he just came up with something like that.

“Oh, is it, uncle?” I acted like a stupid girl and moved the towel a
little towards the right side of my belly, exposing the navel to him.
I heard him inhaling heavily. He must be shocked to see a butter tummy
with a deep hole on it. Also, the joining area of my pussy and left
leg also came into view now. Pussy lips were not visible, but he could
now see the beginning of my pussy. One-week-old stubble was visible.

I pressed my finger above my navel, and as a result the oil came out
and started flowing out, downwards. I could feel it flowing towards
the pussy. I looked into his eyes. I knew that he couldn’t control
himself.

He was now playing with his cock over the lungi.

That sight increased my thirst to finger myself.

“It’s flowing downwards now.” I said to him.

“can I see it?” He asked with anticipation.

“No.” I said.

I looked into his eyes and bought my left hand towards my pussy. “I
have to rub it. Otherwise it’ll spread all over the kitchen slab, you
know.” The towel fell back into its position and covered my left
boob.

“Mmm… You’re right.” Saying this he put his hand inside the lungi.
By that time my hand reached my pussy and started rubbing over it. It
was still covered with the towel.

Ohhh!! It felt so good. I was almost on the verge of cumming for the
past half an hour. Finally I was going to cum.

We didn’t say anything to each other. We both knew what we were doing,
yet without showing our cunt or cock to each other. His wanking was
now obvious. His hand was moving under the lungi.

I put two fingers inside my pussy and started fingering it. He was
also jacking off intensely. “What are you doing there, uncle?” I asked
him teasingly.

“Wanna see?” He asked.

“Oh,no!” I giggled.

“I have a small idea, though” I added.

“What are YOU doing down there?” He asked.

“I’m oiling up.” I said.

“Make sure that the oil reaches everywhere.” He said.

I was almost on the verge of cumming.

“Hmmm” I replied.

I somehow wanted to cum with him.

I placed my right hand above my left boob and started squeezing my
nipple. I purposely moved the towel a little towards my right exposing
the nipple to him.

“Oh!!” He exclaimed looking on my bare breast.

I squeezed the whole breast while fingering my pussy.

I knew he was at a no-return zone when his back curved and his wanking
became quicker.

His eyes were stuck on my boob when I untied the knot of the towel
under my armpit and removed it from my body, revealing the naked and
oiled up body for him. That threw me also from the edge. The thought
of exposing my stark-naked body to a man who is old enough to be my
dad and someone who used to take care of me when I was a small kid,
made me cum hard.

I fingered furiously and my pussy walls started pushing against my
fingers. I opened my legs and showed him the beautiful sight of my
pussy being fucked hard by the fingers. Precum was flowing from my
pussy. I pounded the pussy with my fingers. I came hard.

“Aah…” I heard him saying while cumming. We came exactly at the same
moment.

The pressure that was in my pussy and head since morning finally got
relieved. I came for some good 10 seconds. I sat there for 30 seconds,
eyes closed, enjoying the moment.

I opened my eyes to see the uncle looking intensely on my sweaty oily
body. “uncle, I’m so sorry.” I said, closing my legs to hide my pussy,
but without any attempt to cover up myself.

“I have been lonely and you know, I felt aroused and somehow…”

“It’s ok, my dear. I can understand. At your age, I can perfectly
understand your situation.” He put his hand over my shoulder.

“Thanks uncle, for understanding. But please don’t tell it to anyone
else. It’ll spoil my future. And whatever happened now, shouldn’t
change our relationship. You’re like my dad.” I kissed on his hand
which was on my shoulder and I started crying.

“hey, Roshu, my dear. Don’t cry. I promise that nobody else is ever
going to know what happened here. It’s between us” He comforted me.

I smiled looking at him. It must have worked. Some crying and a smile
should do it. Well, it has always worked for me.

“Ok, thank you uncle! I gotta take a bath now” I got down from the
slab, took the towel and gave a peck on his cheek. My oily boob
pressed on his chest. “Oops!” I said.

“It’s ok.” He said.

I didn’t bother covering up.

“Gotta go.” I started walking away from him, with some extra swing to
my naked oily ass.

“Ok, my dear. See you soon!” He said from behind. I could feel him
enjoying the sight of my naked back.

I went to the bathroom which was some 10 meters away from the house
building. Anyone who was walking in the road could see me. I didn’t
really care at that point.

----The End----