Incest Chat leads to Sins by Vinman

[manigopal]

 
They reached one of the exclusive stores and told one of the girl attendants of their choice and they were guided to the top most floor. It was a good facility with trial rooms and sofa sets placed very nicely. The sides of the hall displayed the dresses. There were two attendants on the top floor. One of them excused herself leaving only one girl behind. One of the sofas was such arranged that it was a bit secluded from the vision of the remaining hall and the person going in the trial room can come out and display only for the eyes of that sofa rather than the whole hall.
 
The attendant girl had typical north Indian features of high nose, nice built, fair colour, decent sized boobs etc. The hair were let loose and she was wearing a nice nylon saree and sleeveless blouse and was carrying it quite well. She was not a dream girl but not bad for quick love making either.
 
Vicky projected as if he was not much interested in all this and was here more by compulsion than by choice. The attendant girl’s name was Sunita and she brought a few salwar qameez for the lady. They were the usual ones with nothing risqué about them. Sleeveless with good embroidery and slightly deepish cut from the front to show enough cleavage to lock in the male pair of eyes to it.
 
Sunita had got a size bigger and the suit looked a shade loose on Saima. She made amends and brought a size smaller suit and they just fitted her like a glove. The boobs on Saima’s frame would have looked good sized even on a larger frame lady but on her they looked very inviting and big. Therefore the suit which fitted well elsewhere was pretty tight on her boobs and her ass globes. Saima called Sunita to make her aware of the predicament and then after consulting her thought of taking Vicky’s advice.
 
She asked him to come inside. The trial room was not made for 3 so it was very crowded there. He asked him to come outside and looked at Sunita who chipped in by saying nobody else is there on the floor. That soothened her nerves a bit and she came out. It was a maroon cloloured suit with some light embroidery and the thing which stood out was her rack and a delicious cleavage.
 
She looked at him questioningly and he said “looking good’
 
She looked at Sunita and she too repeated the same.
 
She looked at Sunita and asked her to leave them alone for some discussion.
 
Saima said “tujhe tight nahin lag raha” (don’t you think it is too tight)
 
Vicky looked very focussedly on her waist and said no
 
She said “wahan nahin” (not there)
 
He said “phir kahan” (then where)
 
Saima pointed at her boobs and ass and said sheepishly “yahan par” (here)
 
He went close to her and monitored the beauty in all seriousness and said “no”
 
“Le lo mere liye” (buy it for me)
 
She smiled at his comment. She looked at him and he said “aapko sarees bhi try karni chahiyen”
 
Sunita was very happy at the prospect of a good commission that day and she was very enthusiastic in showing her the dresses.
 
It was a Chiffon sarree with shades of blue combination and a sleeveless blouse. It was pretty deep cut both from the front and back and the back had doris criss cross exposing the back. She went in to try. Sunita was standing next to Vicky salivating at the prospect of big commission.
 
Vicky very casually put his hand on her back and spoke with her sweet nothings. Sunita had seen his control over the elder lady and knew one bad move and commission would be zero. She allowed him to continue. This emboldened him and he moved his hand southwards to her ass and rested it there. She looked at the stairs and then towards the ground. He pressed the globes. She moved away from him. He looked straight and said “sochta hoon kahin aur le jaaon” (I think I should take her to some other boutique). She understood the implication and came back to the original position. He smiled and she too. The hand went to its position. She was focused on the stairs.
 
Just then Saima came out and Sunita went towards her to have a closer look at the fitting. Vicky looked at her and winked. Saima felt like a youngster. He asked her to move around and she did. The light chiffon sarree did well to showcase the ass globes. The blouse was too tight for her but after Vicky said it was ok she went ahead. After a couple more such sarees and suits, Vicky pointed at a backless blouse saree combination. Saima said no but Vicky forced her to try it. Even Sunita prodded her to it.
 
As she went in, Vicky went behind Sunita and kissed her neck and cupped her boobs. Sunita tried to wriggle out but to no avail and he ended up forcing kisses on her which she enjoyed after a customary round of protest. They disengaged when she was about to come out. Instead of coming out she called Sunita in. After a few minutes Sunita came out and asked him to go in. He said that she should come out since there was no one around apart from them. This logic made sense to her and she came out.
 
His jaw dropped. She was looking ravishing.
 
Her hair were still tied in a bun. The creamy shining skin was in contrast with the backless blouse and providing delight to both him and Sunita. Sunita felt a tinkle in her loins but preferred to ignore it.
 
The saree was all the time threatening to fall off the silky shoulders. She was looking at the floor. The blouse was giving ample view of her ample bosom with a clear angle to the 4 inch cleavage. The saree was worn not with a regular petticoat but with a small tight skirt which accentuated her ass curves. He continued drinking in her beauty. He knew that today a big line was crossed and it was matter of time to have the dreamlady under him.
 
He came close to her and looked at her angelic face, she was still looking at the carpet below. He asked her to look up and she did after a few requests. The eyes were betraying her thought process. She felt excited but the conventions were holding her back. Vicky had ignited her passions. The housewife had made herself believe the lifestyle of a mother, divorcee wife, wife but had subsided her passions. She had led herself to believe that a mother of two daughters ought to behave in a particular manner.
 
This was igniting the old flames.
 
He inspected her from the front and then went towards her back and gave a admiring look to her ass which was not lost by Sunita and then said “Wow.” He wanted to lick every inch of her there and then but waited. He knew the time was near.
 
He did not touch her then and asked Sunita to pack it alongwith other dresses. In total she was carrying 8 dresses. 4 for marriage and 4 for her passions. This ensured good commission for Sunita who then allowed Vicky to maul her boobs and ass for some time. Vicky put her soft hand on his crotch over the trousers leading her to get surprised by the packet size. Then he asked for her number which she readily gave. She did not only give her number readily but also her pussy in few days after the shop incident. Not taking that story further.
 
Unknown to him the ignited flames had made Saima buy some designer undergarments. The lacy coloured undergarments were just coming on the horizon then and she had bought a few of them.
 
Saima was thinking that Vicky would jump on her, she wore provocative clothes, but he was holding for a long hall, but ensured that he would touch Saima often at key areas to keep her guessing and interested.
 
After having some snacks they came back home. Saima’s daughters were not there. He was trying to trap Saima who by now was also ready to torment him more and was not getting trapped.
 
 
He was looking for an opening. Since he was not getting the required answers asked directly.
 
“Arrey itnee shopping karwaayee, dekhen toh sahi kaise kapde they” (got so much shopping done, lets see the clothes)
 
She was not a fool and brought the whole bunch. He looked at them and said “aisse kya pata chalega – pahen ke dikhao, main bhi dekhoon aap kya maal lagte ho – wahan par toh us Sunita ke saath masti chal rahi thhee” (how will I judge like this – wear and show – let me see how hot you look – there I was busy with Sunita)
 
She smiled at his comment of him being busy with Sunita and of her looking hot.
 
She continued talking to him for some more time and went in to change.
 
Out came Saima. It was a regular salwar kamiz, not very special. Only was bright in colour and had a bit of embroidery done. Had it been on less hot lady, nobody would have cared to give a second look, however, since it was on such a beautiful lady coupled with the location and situation she was modeling it became hotter as it raised expectations.
 
The next one was also the same but with a slightly plunging neckline giving view of half an inch of cleavage. It was slightly tighter than the previous one hence a bit more risqué.
 
Next she wore a saree, a usual one. It was of Garden silk with sleeveless blouse and with a better view to her cleavage. Vicky was now all the more interested. As she came close to him, she gave a pose like a model would do. He went closer to her to inspect from close quarters. The silk saree was not pinned on blouse, hence when she exaggerated the pose, it fell from glory revealing the twin peaks encased in a tight blouse. She looked at Vicky, smiled, blushed and picked her saree back, he thought she took some generous time in doing so and then asked him “Kaisee lag rahee hoon” (how am I looking)
 
He gave her thumbs up in return. She smiled and went back.
 
After that she wore a salwar kamiz suit. It was a bright red coloured sleeveless one with deep cleavage and deep back with criss crossing strings (doris) on the back exposing a bit more. He was getting mesimerised by what was on view. This time he went much closer to her and inspected it from pretty close quarters. From too close to make her a bit uncomfortable. His python was coming to life. She looked at him sheepishly. He wanted to dominate her but knowing that time was on his side, he preferred taking it slow.
 
The room was getting sexually tensed.
 
To break that tension, he said “suit looks good – guys will be glad to see you in this”
 
She too joined the smile and laughed and said “Aur tum” (and you?)
 
“Main toh aapko dekh ke khush raheta hoon” (I get happy when I see you) said he and winked again.
 
She then announced “Lets have some tea.”
 
He said “fashion show?”
 
She smiled back and said “milte hain break ke baad” (will continue after the break)
 
She continued in the same suit putting a lot of strain on his crotch.
 
She went to the kitchen to prepare tea. He went in and stood behind admiring the exposed back. The Chunni was thrown away on the sofa for good measure. He spoke some sweet nothings making her feel his warm breath on her soft back.
 
He then stood next to her facing her with his hips touching the kitchen slab. This way he had great view of her boobs which was not lost on Saima either but she did nothing to hide the assets.
 
He initiated “Saima college mein toh sab marte honge aap par” (guys would have been drooling in college)
 
She smiled and said nothing.
 
He persisted “Valentine Day par toh line lag jaati hogi” (there would be a long queue of boys on Valentine Day)
 
She laughed whole heartedly. He joined her.
 
She said “Try bahut log karte thhey but nothing major happened” (a lot of them tried)
 
“OK then what minor happened” he said
 
She said “nothing much kabhi movie dekh li bas” (went for a movie or two – that’s it)
 
He knew for sure she was hiding something.
 
He then prodded “Saima aapke husband ya aapki khud ki side par kisi ne try nahin kiya” (nobody in your husband’s or your own relations tried)
 
She smiled again and said no.
 
“Impotent hain ya gay” (are they impotent or gay) he said.
 
She laughed aloud.
 
By now tea was done. She picked the two cups and went towards the room. He too joined her and sat on a Sofa in front of her Chunni. She went back to the kitchen to get some biscuits and offered them to him and in the process exposed the generous cleavage of creamy white bosom. He took both the sight and biscuits with pleasure. She was not in a hurry and neither was he. Unknown to them the weather had turned cloudy and had started raining bringing respite from the heat outside but not from the sexual heat generated inside.
 
He asked her come to the balcony and look at the rain. Since the balcony was in shade of a big Peepal Tree it was safe for her to not to wear chunni. But acting as a spoiled child she did not want to leave her position. He pulled her up and then pushed her from behind with his hands on her shoulders. Grudgingly, smilingly she moved towards the balcony. It was a nice welcome late monsoon shower. His hands were on her bare shoulders and both sets of skins were enjoying each other. She crossed her arms under her bosom and rested the arms on the short wall in the balcony. Since she was leaning a bit in front which made her ass to stretch towards Vicky’s crotch. Vicky was not the one to lose the opportunity. He still kept his hands on her shoulders and moved a bit in front to meet her ass with his crotch on pretext on enjoying the rains.
 
As the python touched her ass globes, she felt the size of the monster hidden.
 
She then said “yahan mere saath aaja” (come beside me)
 
Vicky said ok and went to her left with his right hand now on her lower back. This was sign of him being the dominant one. He had learnt this tricks with his huge number of explorations with opposite sex. Saima looked at him enquiringly as his hand was quite close to the start of her ass.
 
He looked in her eyes and said “Naa main impotent hoon aur naa gay” (I am neither impotent nor gay)
 
She understood the import of the statement and looked in front.
 
The tiny droplets on her fresh face were forming a thin stream moving from her cheeks to her slender neck and then merging into the divine cleavage. He was looking at the waterfall into her cleavage and wanted to lick it their and then. He was not ashamed of looking at her boobs so brazenly.
 
After a short while, the late monsoon showers passed away to bring relief to some other part of city. They both then moved back in. As she was about to sit down he asked her to finish the fashion show. She smiled and accepted.
 
After a couple of rounds of fashion she came out wearing the masterpiece saree with the backless blouse. She had for a good measure just done a touch up and the hair were tied in a loose knot making her look even more sexy. A few strands of hair across her face were doing wonders to the sensuous look. Vicky got up from his seat and went close to her. The saree was tightly wrapped around her gorgeous back making the ass look even prettier.
 
She wanted to go back but he made her sit on the sofa and said if you are to wear this saree you should not feel uncomfortable. As it sounded reasonable, she sat there. Two minutes later the phone rang. The phone was on his right and she was on his left with the centre table close to their knees locking her immediate movement. She stretched across him to pick up the phone and it was Zoya on the other side. They had a landline too for net connectivity. She didn’t tell Zoya of shopping with Vicky, only said she had gone out and mobile must have ran out of battery. Vicky noticed that she could have asked him to pick the phone and give it to her.
 
His timing was always to the point. He moved forward and planted a soft kiss on the exposed shoulder. This startled her a bit but she still showed no signs of retreating. By now he had starting planting more wet kisses on the exposed shoulder, arms. She was quivering and her voice was faltering. Zoya queried so she coughed to show that it was due to that only and nothing else.