A House Story

[Abstar]

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[vramskool]

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[kamdev99008]

as usual..... hanged in middle.....................

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[Chitrarassu]

Amazing story. please update

[The_Writer]

A House Story

It was Monday morning, as usual Ramji was in his kirana store, instructing his staffs. Ramji is a known wholesale tea seller in that certain part of the town. Tea wholesale is his main business but side by side, he also sells different pooja related stuffs like, incence sticks, candles, plastic glass, thermocol plates etc in his shop. Opens the store at 9 am and closes it 9 pm. A good family man with a beautiful wife Dolly and a daughter Prachi. Small family happy family.

Just as he sat on his chair, he remembered that he forgot to bring the lunch box in hurry. He blamed himself for couple of minutes and then called one of his staffs, Bholu, who is busy sweeping the front of the shop,

“Arey Bholu, sun …. Jaldi se hath dho kar cycle le kar ghar jaa aur malkin se bol ki lunch box ghar par hi chhut gaya hai.” (Hey Bholu, listen…  Quickly wash your hands and take a bicycle to go home and tell Malkin to give you the lunch box. )

“Ok malik” said Bholu and did as told.

Within 15 minutes he reached the house, parked the cycle at a bit distance and went to the gate and knocked. No reply. Again he knocked. Again no reply. Then he knocked repeatedly for few minutes. Still no result. At last he rang the door bell (he prefers knocking rather than using the door bell).

After 3-4 times of repeated pressing of door bell, Malkin Dolly opened the door. Bholu looked at her. Man, She was such a mess. Hairs disheveld a bit, panting, red eyes, drops of sweat on arms and even in the armpits too. The salwar kurti she was wearing, looked messed up too. Salwar kurti looked a bit tight on her body today. By the way, she is fair in complexion and has a figure of 38-34-40. Aged near 35-36.

Panting and irritated she asked,

“Kya hua?” (“What happened?”).

“Ji, Malik lunch box bhool gaye hain… wahi lene aaya hoon.” (“Malik has forgotton the lunch box… He asked me to bring it.”)

Bholu said this shaking. He used to be very scared of Dolly, his malkin. God knows why?

 

 

Dolly was about to turn when suddenly David appeared from one of the inside rooms and smilingly looked at Dolly. Dolly too returned the favor with a smile.

Bholu, a guy of age 44 or so, owner of a lean thin body, face full of trimmed short beared, kept looking at both of them surprisingly, as David, the tuition teacher of Prachi, daughter of the house, came near Dolly tucking his shirt into his jeans and then may be he put his right palm on the left cheek of Dolly’s ass and said,

“toh thik hai bhabhi, aaj aata hoon. Shaam mein aaoonga. Aaj to Prachi ka test bhi lena hai.” (“Ok then bhabhi, am coming for now. Will come in evening. Today I have to take a test of Prachi.”).

David pressed the left ass cheek 2-3 times quickly in a very hard way to which Dolly too squealed sexily,

“issss…aaahhhh!!..... Sir!”

David laughed and left the place. Bholu was still standing there dumb-founded. Now Dolly turned towards him and asked him to wait while she brings the lunch box and this was the moment when bholu saw something that gave an itch in his crotch.

Although Dolly was wearing a round necked kurti, but it was in such a position that time; her 1 inch cleavage was easily visible and it surely caught Bholu’s eyes. 

As Dolly went inside a room, Bholu saw his Malkin’s ass first time nicely and it was the very first time that he was filled with immeasurable lust and greed.

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Wow... Amazing start!

[The_Writer]

That evening,


Prachi was busy with her homeworks when David came for her tuition. The room where he used to teach her remains closed for one hour daily except Sundays (Holiday).

As soon as David entered the room he was flabbergasted to see his student. Prachi was sitting on the edge of a bed with the books and copies on the grey colored fiber table in front of her, as usual. But what made David’s dick twitch was the sight of the beautiful 3 inch dark cleavage which was visible due to the kurti. It was an open neck kurti which was also a bit low cut with no buttons or hooks.


Actually this was the kind of dress that David always loved on a girl’s body. He had an unexplained fetish of seeing a girl’s open bare neck and little bit of chest along with the collar bone. These parts were always enough to give him a solid hard on.


For few minutes he stood there and kept staring at her. Prachi understood this and started smiling, bending her head more down towards the book. She always loved the way her Sir looks at her. She feels more desireable. David came and sat beside her on a chair that was kept for him.


Prachi’s heart started to pace faster. She knows what is going to happen next. And she was eagerly anticipating for that. She was like begging deep inside to happen what she really wants to happen. She thinks that she rightfully deserves that treatment. But little did she know that her mom already had the taste of that treatment few minutes ago when David entered the house.



David knew that his lethal weapon is his smile and he too never missed smiling whenever he needed something. Smilingly, he asked,

“Aaj marks mila?” (“Got marks today?”).

“Nahi Sir, aaj bhi paper nahi dikhaya class mei.” (“No Sir, today also we didn’t get the paper.”).

Prachi replied sadly. And indeed she became sad after hearing David. She really did well this time in the exams but now when it’s the result time; her teachers were really making things hard by keeping them waiting.
 

“Oh ok… don’t get sad dear. I know you did well this time. Keep the sadness in the back pocket and smile.” David said caressing her right cheek.

“Side pocket nahi hai.” (“I don’t have side pocket.”).

Prachi replied bending her head again towards the opened English book.

“Kyun?” (“Why?”).


David seemed concerened.

Prachi didn’t reply.


Caressing her cheek gently, David pinched her and asked her again,


“Kyun?” (“Why?”).


“Ouuchhh Sir!!.... Dhatt… bahut badmashi karte ho aap.” (“Ouuchhh Sir!!.... Dhatt… You behave so naughty.”).

Prachi did sound of pain.


“To fir jawab do.”  (“Then reply.”).

Prachi remained quiet for few seconds and then blushingly replied,

“Wo aaj maine jeans nahi, Capri pehni hai.”  (“Actually I am in Capri instead of Jeans.”).


Hearing her, David looked down and saw the light green Capri she was wearing. Smiling mischievously, he kept his left palm on her right thigh suddenly and gave a hard press. Prachi shrieked in pain,


“Aaoouuuu…”

“What happened dear student?”  David teased her.

“Sirrr.. Please …. Aisa mat na kariye…”

Prachi pleaded.

But both Prachi and David knew very well that it wasn’t a request but actually an acceptance to carry on with the same action.


David opened his lips to say something and at that very moment the door opened and Dolly entered with a cup of tea and a plate full of biscuits.




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