Incest Chat leads to Sins by Vinman

[manigopal]

 
Asking her to get ready, I too change and get ready for the trip.
 
She wears a skirt and a regular top. I am wearing conventional jeans t-shirt and pack something for waterfall.
 
As we reach waterfall we see a lot of tourists specially the young couples, married or otherwise making out under water or in the pond. It was a soft orgy out there.
 
V – Dekh le kaise enjoy kar rahe hain (see how they are enjoying)
 
N – So what.
 
I left her there and started enjoying myself, removed my clothes and went in the pond and then moved to the waterfall on my own. Was only in my undies and vest showcasing my body.
 
Neelu was on the other hand looking at couples enjoying, the water fall droplets had the potential of drenching anyone who stood in the vicinity for some stretch of time and before she could realise she was all wet. Seeing her alone, one chap went to her and tried to act funny. Neelu pushed him and when he tried some nuisance, she called me “Vicky jaan” (Vicky darling)
 
The waterfall made the sound very feeble but after 3-4 times I managed to listen my name and saw Neelu with that chap. She saw me and said again “Vicky jaan dekho ye tang kar raha hai” (darling see he is disturbing me)
 
Like a knight in shining armour, I went to her, slapped the chap and kicked him away to glory and went back to the waterfall. Only difference, this time I had held Neelu’s hand and took her alongwith.
 
Under the waterfall there was some breathing space at one side. Now with a safe knowledge of having her under control, I turned her towards me and now for the first time since those jokers were kicked did we made direct eye to eye contact. She was pressed between him and rock with ass now in direct contact with table. I took her face in his hands and lifted it towards him and both set of quivering lips came in contact. At first she was not opening her mouth but after continued pressure she gave in.
 
The tongues exchanged touches and saliva with Vicky moving very expertly between upper and lower lip and tongue. The hands still were enjoying the well sized and shaped boobies and as the kiss progressed, she relaxed and was fully into the union. The hands were finding it difficult to decide on which set of globes to be given preference. They were oscillating between the well rounded ass and beautiful bosom. In between he was kissing all over her face, her neck, the upper bosom and then back to lips. With the passionate foreplay in full swing and the deep cut loose top slightly off from her shoulder he looked at 3-4 inches of divine cleavage. Like an expert he first started kissing the bosom region around the cleavage wetting them thoroughly and then the lick started.
 
He placed his tongue at the bottom of visible cleavage and the kiss started. Millimeter by millimeter he proceeded, filling the cleavage with his rich saliva and savouring in the moment. He was making love to her like a super lover and the relationship was adding spice to the fun. He was doing to her which no other had been able to. Most of previous ones were focused only on the intercourse with little concern on the foreplay. Vicky was definitely better than them. The fuse was off in the Neelu’s mind and she pressed his head into her cleavage and he pressed his hands on her ass globes.
 
Next 10-15 minutes were heavy duty kisses, both I and Neelu were lost to the world and didn’t care a damn about the gathering around us. Us being under waterfall section also meant we had less audience, but the guys & gals in pond area could easily make out what was going on inside. Neelu grabbed his crotch and was mighty impressed with what her hand was holding. Seemed big and thick. I pulled her top further down and pulled out her biggish boob and licked & sucked it for quiet a while. As we wanted to go further, she pushed me away as saw some couples coming our way.
 
I rode my bike at a breakneck speed to home prompting her to say “Vicky bhaagi nahin jaa rahi hoon, poori raat tere saath hoon” ( I am not running away, am here all night)
 
This channelized more blood to my cock and brain listened to cock making me drive even faster. Within no time we were at the door of the house and I barged in and closed the door in a jiffy.
 
Neelu went straight to the fridge for water. He did not move, was intrigued by her movements. She was drinking water and letting a bit fall on her top. The top was more like a cotton t-shirt straining itself to the full to conceal the evergrowing boobs. He saw that the cotton t-shirt had revealed lack of any bra. He remembered that in the waterfall he could make out bra, girl was quick, removed him without even him getting a whiff of it.
 
The top was stuck onto the boobies and the wet nippies stuck out proudly. He said “neeche bhi khaali hai na” (you are not wearing any panty). She said “kaise delivery man ho, location bhi nahin jaante” (what sort of delivery man you are – don’t even know the location). He smiled and swore to himself that the girl is in for a big time fuck.
 
He went behind her held her with his arms crossing just under her boobs and brought his face down to kiss the nape and earlobes. This got her going, if there was ever a need to do this for getting her going. She closed her eyes and let her head rest on his chest whilst his hands started the massage of the boobs. The movement of his crotch behind her got the ass globes into a simple harmonic motion. Vicky kept on kissing her, moved to her cheeks and with one hand turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers. The hand went back to their favoured place of boobs. The tongues found each other within no time and saliva tasting started. Very reluctantly one of the hands found its way down on top of her crotch area and pressed her pussy from top of her skirt. Gentle massage of boobs, pubic region and heavy duty smooching was getting too much for her also and she was getting weak in the knees. She had small time flings with other boys as well but the effect he had on her was extraordinary.
 
He lifted her to the bedroom and placed her on the double bed. It was a sight with her legs towards him and hair covering parts of her face and the top crumbling up to expose the sexy navel. He just caught the bottom of the skirt and started pulling in down. The elastic band skirt started its journey south. The band of the skirt came down to reveal her naked pubic area (as he had guessed) and slowly it covered the journey from thighs to knees to shin and then feet and off it went. It was a very erotic sight with Neelu with only her top covering her modesty. You can say, for solidarity, Vicky also removed his shorts and underwear. Even he was only in a t-shirt.
 
He pulled her by her legs towards her and her mouth came close to his ever hard tool. As the reflex, perhaps, the mouth engulfed the top of the big cock and the tongue started the magic. The dick got harder and the top of the dick got bigger. But the mouth was still at work. He kept his hand behind her back and was also gyrating to a rhythm. As she was busy sucking, he pulled off her top and his also. Now both the cousins were in birthday suits. She had also mastered the art of sucking, would have been a professional – he thought. After 10 minutes of sucking, she looked up, as if begging for her due. He was nowhere near cumming.
 
He also got on the bed with her and spread her legs. The inviting pussy was there for him. As per his practice of some time, he went down licking it with his tongue doing the wonders to her. The hands found their natural resting pillows (her boobs) and kept on mauling them for good effect. The touches of the tongue to the pussy and the anticipation of the impending ass fuck was making her crazy, suddenly she tightened her leg grip around his head. This was an indication to him that she was about to cum. And came she did. This time the fountain of juices was let lose on him and he was all to eager to lap up the nectar. He then inserted his finger in her pussy and rotated them a bit. She was in throes of passion. He took the fingers drenched in her love juices out and saw them glistening. He again inserted them and further rotated them and took them out and this time headed straight for her ass hole. This was new to her and that made it clear that the time had come. One finger in startled her and she was now thinking of his big dick inside. She was both thrilled and worried of the prospect.
 
He turned her around and with one swift motion lifted her in such a manner that she was on her knees sitting upright. He positioned himself behind her such that he was also on his knees with his upright cock touching her hips. One hand went to the boobs and the other one to the pussy mound and he kept massaging the both interspersed with kisses on her face, nape, lips etc. When he was sure that she was sufficiently aroused, he motioned her to go down on all fours. This was the time they both were waiting for. It was like an athlete on his marks waiting for the bullet for the 100mtr dash. With his cock as hard as a iron rod, he proceeded towards the unchartered territory.
 
Vicky looked at the beautiful light dusky ass globes of Neelu with a small virgin asshole and also could see the pussy lips. As he moved forward, the long rod touched the pussy lips. This made Neelu turn her head back to him and say “yahan nahin – yahan” (not here but there) pointing to her asshole. He had a look at her hole, it was too small for the raging manhood, she would die he thought. At first he took one finger and inserted in, Neelu felt it but did not show any pain. Next he inserted the other finger with great difficulty which made her writher in pain and said “nahin (no)” and when he took the fingers out, she again said “nahin,” first no was for pain and second one for pleasure sought. But he had a genuine problem at hand.
 
Friction and oiling concept of physics came in handy for him. He fingered her pussy for ever flowing juices. Then he inserted two fingers in her hole. This time it was less painful for her. Now he started a simple motion of the fingers very slowly. She felt her asshole walls stretched but she enjoyed the pain. As she got used to the stretching he inserted the third finger which made her feel that the hole would tear apart. He did not move the fingers but let them be there. With the other hand the boob massage continued. The boob massage coupled with ass fingering was having the desired effect on her. She felt a feeling of exploding orgasms in her. After the fingers were for about two minutes he moved them gently. By now the inner walls had created space for them. She felt the pain but it was not the excruciating pain as earlier. Slowly he removed his fingers and picked up a Vaseline jar and put a few drops of the lotion on his dick and also a few drops in her hole and proceeded. The big knob of the dick was much bigger than the fingers, so he put extra lotion. As the knob reached the doorway to heaven he pushed it in very slowly, thanks to fingering earlier, the hole was primed for heavy duty penetration. As the knob went in, he stopped. Neelu felt as if the eyes would come out of her sockets. She started breathing heavily, as he asked “rokun kya” (should I abort) she waived her hands indicating no. Come what may she wanted her pleasure – what a slut he thought.
 
It took her hole about 4-5 minutes to adjust the knob. He put more lotion on his dick and the other hand found the pussy juices and he massaged his dick with it. When he felt that the dick is sufficiently lubricated, he pushed it in very slowly. Centimeter by centimeter about half of his dick was in her. Which meant about 3.5-4 inches of it was still outside. Vicky had a big thick dick. Neelu was feeling the dick inside and she felt it big. It was hurting but she was enduring the pain. Gradually he took it out by a couple of inches and pushed it in. It felt good. So slow motions started the pleasure for her and as the dick kept on going in she kept feeling the painful pleasure. It now reached a stage where his balls were hitting her. Gradual motions had picked up speed and had developed a rhythm.
 
It was a sight to behold. A curvy dusky beauty on her fours with ass cheeks pointing towards her lover, her hair swaying to the motion of humping and the eyes closed trying to savour the pleasure. The big boobies moving in all directions as if they had a mind of their own and ass moving up and down in order to maintain the rhythm. The dog like fucking was too good for both of them. She felt the juices flowing again in her and he at one time made it a bit rough by pulling her hair and increasing the momentum. She had come in her pussy but there was no stopping him. With one hand she ensured that the juices did not wet the bedsheet and massaged it on her thighs. He saw her and his hand reached her pussy mounds and he again inserted his fingers and took them out wet and spread the juice on her ass hole. The pitch had picked up, both were gyrating vigorously and then he exploded. He came in her and felt that he never came that much. Rope after rope the cum was shot in the tiny extended hole. She felt filled but what it did was his dick was rinsed in his own cum and small droplets formed a stream down her thigh. She could feel it and she placed her hand on her thigh and picked it up and sucked it in. What a slut he thought.
 
With so much lubrication, he started again. This time pain was less both for him and her and more pleasurable. She was more active participant this time as the focus was more on enjoyment rather than the pain she was facing. The swish-swish sound of the extra cum in her asshole meant that it was fully greased and well oiled. The effort required to let the monster dick go in was less than the first time. The asshole walls had well accommodated the tool. Vicky held her hair and pulled the head up. Slowly the momentum increased. The movement boobs swinging away to glory increased. Vicky mauled them with one hand with the other still holding her mane just in manner of controlling a horse’s movement. The passion was getting to him and her. Both had turned very aggressive in their love making. He was humping the piston with great gusto and she was also in the mood. The sound of moans had increased. The in out movements of the rock hard dick was giving her immense pleasure alongwith pain. The nubile bodies were enjoying their journey into hereto unchartered waters.
 
Vicky let go of her mane and moved the hand towards her pussy. A couple of digits had found their way inside the folds of pussy lips. The fingers were doing wonders for her. The circular motion of digits ensured that the sensitive skin was giving her extreme pleasures. The torment was unbearable for Neelu. The mauling of her sensitive boobies which Vicky had mastered over last few years coupled with penetration in both the holes was becoming unbearable for her though the enjoyment and pleasure she was deriving out of it was unimaginable. Her face was a portrait for wanton lust. The eyes were closed, the lips were slightly open forming an “O” and the whole body was glistened with the sweat generated by some heavy duty movement. She was matching Vicky in his stroke making by moving her gorgeous full round ass up and down. She was a very willing and passionate partner in this teen love making.
 
She felt the now well known feeling of approaching the orgasm. The legs tightened the grip around his hand. Her body started to shake, all too well known to him. The pussy juices flooded and wetted his fingers. She had cum he had not. He continued the motion of piston and boob mauling. The fingers drenched in love juices had not eased the torment. She could not even feel the relief after an orgasm. The passionate sex was making her crazy. She was in such a state of ecstasy which no drug could achieve. After pounding for another 5-7 minutes, he felt the familiar feeling in his balls. He came in by the liters and so did she. It was the second time for her in this spell. She felt his cum in her already much filled hole.
 
He brought his dick out and spread the oozing cum from her hole on her ass and boobs. He inserted his fingers in her holes to extract all love juices and cum possible. The mixture of juices and cum was then spread on her body. He paid special attention while spreading it over her boobies and ass. To add to the sheen of love juices was the sweat. He thought that the combination was the best possible polish for human body.
 
The lovers then lay on bed in each other’s arms and Neelu said “Thanks Bhai.”
 
They had only till late night with them as Neelu had to leave immediately post exams, death of her maternal grand father had necessitated her to return quickly since her mom had gone to her place.
 
They fucked like mad. Did almost 5 times more in the available 11-12 hours
 
remaining period saw another review visit by my Mami, you guys can well imagine the type of review she was looking at.
 
It also saw Sonia and Shalini coming together to meet me for a short visit. Nothing left to imagination on purpose and achievements of their visit.
 
I kept in touch with Neelu and we did a lot of video chat. She was mine for the taking.
 
In due course I came back to Delhi after completing my work, which was very well appreciated by my seniors. This appreciation brought me another opportunity a bit later.
 
One of my second cousins, son of my mom’s first cousin, was transferred to Gurgaon and since mom and her cousin were close friends apart from being sisters, it was but natural that Bhaiya and Bhabhi were to visit our place a bit more than others. They got transferred in my last couple of weeks of stay in Himachal, so I didn’t get the chance to meet them. Bhaiya was in age bracket of around 42-43 and Bhabhi was around 40. They had two children, a boy and a girl. Since I wasn’t there during transfer period hence dad mom helped them a lot in settling in, even helping them getting schools for their kids. In my absence they had made 2-3 visits to my house.
 
I knew Rajiv bhaiya well enough, he did his Post Graduation in Delhi and used to visit us regularly. A very nice person to be with, used to take us for movies, chaat etc. I couldn’t go for his marriage and interactions with him got limited. Had only heard, that his wife, my Bhabhi Mona was exceptionally beautiful. A few times that I had met Bhaiya post his marriage, didn’t have opportunity to meet Mona Bhabhi a lot. Bhaiya had got married late in life, around 34. Bhabhi was a teacher and bhaiya was in service.
 
So after coming, bhaiya insisted that we visit their house. He wanted me to come especially since we were to meet after quite a few years. So on Sunday, Mom, Dad and self went to Raju bhaiya’a house. So as per schedule we left, picked up some gift hampers for the kids. The kids were pretty young, son being 6 years old and daughter being 2 yrs old.
 
As we reached, bhaiya touched dad’s & mom’s feet and hugged me.
 
R – Kitna bada ho gaya (you have grown up now)
 
V – Aap bhi toh ab bade ho gaye ho (you have also aged)
 
R – Buddhe ho gaye hain, Income Tax Officer saab (have grown old Mr ITO).
 
The kids were shying from me, were more comfortable with mom dad since they had met them 3-4 times. Bhabhi was getting ready, she didn’t expect us to be so punctual. After a few minutes she made an entrance.
 
Boss she didn’t come, she made an entrance. She was super gorgeous. Was wearing a simple churidar suit but even in that simple suit, she looked hot. It was a red and white combo suit, I was with kids at a distance and hence when she bent to touch mom dad’s feet, could take advantage. And then she turned.
 
I struggled to keep my mouth closed, eyes widened. Let me explain in some details to you.
 
Skin- very fair
 
Eyes – big round expressive
 
Nose – sharp
 
Lips – very kissable, slightly lusher than average
 
Hair – long straightish coming upto lower back
 
Height – around 5.5 (Bhaiya was around 5.8)
 
Skin – flawless (as on display in a sleeveless suit)
 
Thighs – fullish
 
Ass – well rounded, had that child bearing hips looks but better shaped.
And now the boobs, just lovely lovely lovely, big bouncy with protruding nipples.
 
No other words.
 
In a nutshell my Mona darling bhabhi was a very close match to the actress Antara Biswas alias Monalisa famous in Bhojpuri films. But my Mona was atleast 2 shades fairer.
 
V – Namaste Bhabhi
 
M – Namaste ji. Toh tum ho Vicky (so you are Vicky)
 
I smiled.
 
M – Tumhare bhaiya se bahut suna hai tumhare baare mein (have heard a lot about you from your bro)
 
V – hope achha suna hoga (hope he told you good things)
 
She laughed.
 
I maintained a decent young man with a great sense of humour image.
 
Raju bhaiya was not bad looking but paled in comparison with the damsel. Having tasted my cousins, niece, maami, Bhabhi & her mom & sis etc nothing was prohibitive for me. Only catch was how to proceed. The evening was well spent and we came back after dinner.
 
Over next few weeks, we kept in touch via FB, whatsapp and good old phone.
 
One day bhaiya called me.
 
R – Vicky
 
V – ji bhaiya
 
R – yaar need your help
 
V – tell bhaiya
 
R – we have been invited for a wedding of a very close friend.
 
V – ok bhaiya, ho aao (you go then)
 
R – yaar have to travel to Chennai for office work, cannot skip.
 
V – oh. Hukum karo (order)
 
R – yaar tu le jaa sakta hai apni Bhabhi aur bachhon ko (can you take your Bhabhi and kids to the marriage)
 
V – hmmm kab hai (when is it)
 
R – 5 October, next week.
 
V – 5th ko toh mom dad bhi baahar honge (mom dad out of station on 5th)
 
R – good then, your dinner problem solved.
 
I smiled and then okayed and asked bhaiya to talk to dad or mom on the same. Due permissons were taken.
 
Bhaiya had taken a house on Sohna Road, Gurgaon which was slightly secluded and the marriage was in Farm Houses in Mehrauli and we lived in Dwarka, West Delhi, forming a perfect triangle.
 
So it was decided that Bhabhi and kids would take a cab and come early to my house, get ready here and all were to leave together for marriage and then I would drop them home post marriage. 5th October was a Saturday and around 6pm Mona and kids came. She was wearing a nice tops and jeans. Top was very nicely accentuating her boobs and a 2.5 inch cleavage was visible. Also visible to my expert eye was a net bra and her nipples were definitely making an impression.
 
As kids rushed to hug me, I took my hand forward for a handshake. Felt her silky skin for the first time. Aah it was something. Hands were so soft, so feminine. Could see she was carrying bags, which obviously housed her dresses and make up kit.
 
I prepared tea for her and gave cold drinks to kids, she liked the tea.
 
M – biwi khush rahegi (wife will be happy)
 
V – chaaye ke ilaawa doosri cheezon se khush rahegi (will be happy due to other reasons apart from cooking)
 
She smiled.
 
At around 6.30 she started with kids at first. Both of us got down to task of washing their faces, making them wear clothes etc. It was like a young couple managing kids on their own. A few times got the view of her generous cleavage.
 
M – Ye toh ready ho gaye, ab tu bhi tayaar ho ja (now that kids are ready, you too get dressed)
 
V – as the lady commands and I went to my room
 
Shaved my facial growth, had a quick bath and came out wearing shorts t shirt
 
M – Aise jaayega (you will go like this)
 
V – not bad I guess
 
She laughed
 
V – aap tayaar ho jaao, main bachchon ko dekhta hoon (you get ready, I will look after kids)
 
M – hmmmm
 
And she went. After an excruciating wait of about 1 hour, she came out. She was looking like a dish.
 
Hold Vicky hold – I spoke to myself.
 
She was wearing a red light coloured transparent saree with a maroon noodle strap blouse which had doris to hold the bottom strip of blouse at the back.
 
V – Bhabhi, you are looking super hot
 
M – thanks thanks hero (giggles)
 
V – aaj toh SPG security bulaani padegi (will have to ask for SPG security for you)
 
M – kyon (why)
 
V – aaj aapko kaun chhodega (who will spare you today)
 
Mona Bhabhi laughed hysterically.
 
I went to my room to get ready and she started readying bags for kids, milk bottle etc especially for the younger one.
 
As I came out
 
M – Income Tax officer ji, looking handsome
 
V – thanks gorgeous Bhabhi
 
M – kya baat hai, aaj naughty ho rahe ho (getting naughty?)
 
V - aapko aise devta dekh len toh unka man dol jaaye (if demi-gods see you like this, even they would lust after you)
 
M – bas bas (she said laughing)
 
And we proceeded for the marriage in my car. It was a long travel.
 
M – Vicky shaadi kab kar rahe ho (when are you getting married)
 
V – Apne jaisee sundar biwi dhoondh do (find someone as beautiful as you)
 
M – buttering
 
V – yes waise meri Bhabhi makkhan hai khud (my Bhabhi is herself butter)
 
M – ha ha
 
V – Bhabhi ek baat poochun (may I ask something)
 
M – yes
 
V – Bhaiya ke saath love marriage thee ya arranged (was it a love or arranged marriage)
 
M – arranged
 
V – or love marriage kiske saath plan ki thee (and with whom you had planned love marriage)
 
She was about to say something and then looked at me
 
M – very smart, no one
 
V – don’t tell me but don’t make me believe ki koi nahin tha (there was no one)
 
M – maan le koi nahin thaa (believe me none)
 
And she started looking out
 
V – nahin batana hai toh mat batao, but kahaniyan na banao (don’t want to tell me ok, but tell tales)
 
Mona looked at me
 
V – Bhabhi you are a bomb, cannot believe none approached.
 
I kept quiet and kept on driving.
 
She too preferred keeping quiet.
 
At the marriage reception, she was the cynosure of every male eyes and a few lesbian ones too perhaps. She was looking red hot and given her hubby was not around meant many guys were hitting on her. I was admiring her posterior from a distance. The kids had mingled with a few others of their age and were enjoying the kid’s corner.
 
As the reception progressed, some chaps pulled Bhabhi on the dance floor and made her dance. She looked at me but I decided to play ignorant and got lost in the crowd though kept a keen eye on her. To start off with there were a few females too who were dancing with their partners around Bhabhi and as the Jaimala ceremony started, ladies went to see it from closer to the stage, leaving Bhabhi as the only female on the dance floor and as she tried to leave, some energetic youth pleaded with her to dance. Not knowing the office dynamics of Bhaiya, she continued.
 
The dance floor was at one of the corners and for the Jaimala ceremony all other lights were dimmed and all focus was on stage. A soft hindi number was being played as Bride was approaching the stage. The enterprise youth placed his hand on Bhabhi’s back and started an “innocent” dance. Seeing the opportunity another one hugged her from behind and became too daring to even kiss her near naked back. The DJs were enjoying the show in front of them and continued with the super soft slow music, the lights chap was also sitting with them and he too ensured that the dance floor area was almost pitch dark.
 
I had moved places to have a better seat in the house to see the action. Also wanted to see if she was game for such flirting. She was truly agitated and trying to get herself free without creating any scene. Sensing that she is trying to leave and lights would be on anytime soon, the guys started pressing her ass over the saree and boobs too, the one in front just bent forward to give the cleavage a royal lick.
 
Time for knight in the shining armour to move.
 
I went towards the stage and just said “Bhabhi”
 
M – Vicky main yahan hoon (I am here)
 
The guys, drunk, still were trying to pounce on her, devour her on the floor itself, 4 punches, two each saw them on ground. And before the lights were back, had moved to a much secure corner and asked Bhabhi to do some touch up.
 
M – Tu idhar hee rukna (you stay here)
 
V – don’t worry.
 
I kept an eye on the kids and saw them enjoying with others.
 
After about 10 minutes she came out, touch up done and looked decent.
 
M – thanks Vicky
 
V – welcome. Now you understand why I was sure that guys would have hit on you prior to marriage
 
My mona darling smiled.
 
V – you are just too hot
 
M – I know.
 
We were silent for a while and then she brought her hand forward) “Dost ??”
 
V – Dost (friend)
 
With this we proceeded as if the episode didn’t happen at all.
 
We got the kids close to us and had a quick dinner and left without creating a scene. As we were about to leave, it started raining very heavily, we waited for about an hour and that was the mistake we made. It was pouring like cats & dogs which ensured that the famed Delhi traffic jams were back in action. We had planned to go to Gurgaon from Mehrauli side Farm House but everything seemed so difficult. After an hour or so, we decided to move. I went first and got the car from the parking, thankfully didn’t get too wet as the car was parked quite near and on a firm cemented base. Mona and kids ran towards the car and I was witnessing lovely creations of god bouncing everywhere. She was running like Pamela Anderson of Baywatch in slow motion.
 
Soon they were in. Fortunately for me, the fuel tank was very close to full.
 
So we started from a secluded distant farm house in Mehrauli towards Gurgaon, it was so bad that one hour of drive and we had only reached Qutub Minar. And the scene ahead looked much worse, a big tree had fallen on the road to Gurgaon causing everything to stop. The traffic being routed to the other slip road was very slow as the road was narrow and with so much rain, the visible area had reduced. Could see major honking and tempers running high.
 
M – Vicky now what??
 
V – Ghar chalte hain, dwarka (let us go towards my home in Dwarka)
 
M – hmmmm
 
So I managed in about 30 minutes to take a U turn and start journey or ordeal towards Dwarka. It was like that the city had got to a standstill at 11pm and by god we had so many vehicles on road at 11pm. Gradually by midnight I managed to reach Vasant Kunj road towards Mahipalpur, one of the last major challenges as per me. Those in Delhi can visualize what I am talking about, the others can perhaps check the google map to trace the route.
 
Finally God is great, As I turned to that road, traffic was less, though a lot of natural debris like branches etc lay on the road and I decided to rush through and as luck would have it, debris also had some sharp object with punctured my tyre and by the time I reached Ryan School on the same road, the punctured tyre wobbled the movement. I got down in that rain and looked at the tyre. It was a puncture and no way I could have managed till Dwarka. I had a spare one as a stepny though. I indicated to Mona Bhabhi to come out. I could have changed the tyre with the two kids in car, but with an adult it was difficult. She came out and looked at the tyre.
 
M – puncture?
 
V – yes mam
 
M – now what
 
V – will change, spare hai
 
M – thank god.
 
V – meri help karni padegi (you will need to help me)
 
M – sure
 
I opened the dicky of the car and took out the spare one and jack and related tools required to change the tyre.
 
Bhabhi was helping me, she tucked her saree on her waist and was bending forward. The blouse was a designer one and made to expose for even a less endowed one but here you had a Antara Biswas aka Monalisa dimensions curvy beauty bending forward, no way in the way, anyone could have ignored those mammaries.
 
She saw me eyeing her treasures and smiled.
 
“Devar ji, tyre pe dhyaan do” (focus on tyres)
 
I smiled at her back “Bhabhi I love looking at beautiful creations”
 
She never expected me to respond like that, she thought she would corner me and have some fun at my expense.
 
“Ye MRF ka tyre bhi bahut beautiful hai, isko dekho pahele” (look at the tyre first) she said
 
“Bhabhi uske baad phir aapko dekh loon” I smiled (after that can I look at you)
 
“Uske baad road dekhna, ghar jaana hai” (see road after that, we have to go home)
 
V – “means ghar pahunch ke dekh sakta hoon” (means can look once we reach home)
 
She smiled and told me to focus.
 
We reached home. Towels were out and it was the of the kids, though they were by and large dry, still no chances taken. Milk was boiled for them and they went to sleep immediately. I went to my bathroom and changed to a comfortable shorts and t-shirt. In parallel, Bhabhi too went to the bathroom and changed into the clothes she was wearing when she came.
 
We had some warm milk ourselves and then she moved to my room to check on kids. I offered my double bed to them and myself was ready to sleep in the Guest room. She managed to find a sketch book, it was not accidentally found but kept there by me on return. Apart from photography, I was quite ept at sketching as well specially human forms and that too females. She was impressed with what she saw. A lot of sketches of humans, males, females, young females, with clothes and at times semi-clothed.
 
M – Vicky you draw very well. A very creative Income Tax Officer
 
I smiled.
 
V – Bhabhi aapke face ka sketch banaun (may I sketch your face)
 
She looked at me, first negative response and then agreed.
 
She sat in a pose I asked her to and in about half an hour or so, the sketch was ready. She was just mesmerized by the outcome. The sketch showcased her eyes as the most erotic ones in the world.
 
M – Lovely Vicky just too good
 
V – Thanks Bhabhi but if face is so good, sketch will be good
 
M – Tareef karni koi tumse seekhe (someone should learn how to praise from you)
 
I smiled.
 
V – Bhabhi you have very expressive eyes and lovely lips. Want to sketch only these two in your face again.
 
M – what??
 
V – kya hua
 
M – ok done
 
This time it was done a bit quickly, didn’t draw her hair, nose etc, only eyes and lips and face cut. It came out just perfect.
 
M – Beautiful ….
 
V – just like the original
 
We spent more time talking about various sketches etc. She wanted to know if I had drawn nudes and wanted to see, but couldn’t say it. I wanted to hear it from her. In my presence, she could not move around to check for anything more but I went to other room for responding to a very urgent mail.
 
She siffed through my books and managed to “find” the book with nudes.
 
She was zapped by the sheer beauty of nudity. It had many with faces and some without.
 
As I entered the room, she was engrossed in the book, I tapped her shoulder and before she could say anything
 
V – No issues Bhabhi, I know you wanted to ask this. You like it
 
M – You have great skill.
 
I then took out my laptop and showed the photographs I had clicked. It too had many nude female forms and use of light and shades. She just loved it.
 
V – Bhabhi, ek baat kahun bura mat manna (don’t mind what I say)
 
M – say
 
V – Mere liye model karogi for such a photo or sketch
 
M – ha ha ha .. in your dreams Devar ji
 
V – Soch lena Bhabhi (think about it Bhabhi)
 
M – sochungi sochungi (will think)
 
We talked a lot more and by the time we turned in it was almost 4am. Since she could not sleep in the tight clothes she was wearing, I gave her my Kurta and a shorts underneath it to feel less naked.
 
They got up late in the morning around 9am and then had breakfast at around 11am. I wanted to drop her home but she insisted that she would go alone as it was day. Finally I had to relent.
 
As we went down to take the cab, I asked her again “Bhabhi meri sketch waali offer ke baare mein sochna zaroor” (do think about my sketch offer)
 
M – ha ha will think … and then say no
 
V – hmmm….Bhabhi loved the way you enjoyed the close dance in the dark, specially the last royal lick on your treasure
 
I said this while look at her boobs.
 
She was zapped and couldn’t look at me. I just turned back and went to my house.
 
 
All the way to home she was thinking about the royal lick on her treasures. Though she was cornered by drunkards but she too was not without her share of guilt on the dance floor. She never protested enough, she could have. She let them enjoy her body while maintaining pretence of being forced to be there.
 
But will Vicky spill beans to her hubby now. She was thinking about it.
 
Since he was back in Delhi, had a lot more opportunities to visit Didi and her daughter Anju. By now had some threesomes with them too.
 
So after one such threesome with Didi and Anju he sandwiched between the two beauties on the bed and they were talking sweet nothings.
 
V – Didi Thank you
 
D – thank you kisliye (why)
 
V – Itni sexy beti paida karne ke liye aur khud itni hot honay ke liye (for giving birth to such a sexy girl and self being so hot)
 
Both females smiled.
 
A – Aur maamu thanks for having such a cock
 
V – welcome welcome. Sab yahi kahetin hain (all women say the same thing)
 
D – aur kaun kaun hai (who else)
 
V – guess
 
D – Savita
 
V – yes
 
A – Ritu toh confirmed hai
 
V – bilkul (absolutely)
 
D – Aur ? (and)
 
V – guess karo
 
Vicky was very careful to not let them know of his Maami and cousin at this stage.