20-11-2018, 11:56 AM
Part - 9
As she went inside the bedroom to fetch them, I refilled her glass again, and poured myself another one. She returned with a bunch of albums, and placing them on the tea table, sat down next to me once again. As she opened the first album, I slid closer to her on the sofa so that our thighs were touching. Placing the album on my lap, she began to turn the leaves, leaning towards me in the process. As she did that her soft breasts pressed against my arm, and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. As I looked at her photographs from her college days, I felt my cock begin to stiffen. She was a hot piece of ass in her younger days. Much slimmer, and very very sexy. There were plenty of photographs of her in western clothes like skirts and pants. Her breasts were smaller and much firmer in the photographs. As we moved to the other albums, we came to the one of her wedding. She looked stunning in her traditional red and gold wedding attire. She was talking away continuously, telling me about each photograph, but I hardly heard her. I was enjoying the feel of her warm soft breasts on my arms as I looked at the photographs.
As she closed the last album, and put it down on the glass table top, I looked at her in earnest, and with a look of immense desire, said "You know aunty, you were gorgeous then ... and you have just become more sexy now ... Uncle is such a lucky man to have you..." She blushed again, and laughed to cover her embarrassment. "Uncle does not think that way any more ... for him I have become old..." she said with a smile. I just shook my head and smiled at her. "Well, I don't think so" I said as I settled back on the sofa, and sipped the wine. I leant back and rested my arm on the back of the "Thank you beta..." she said softly, as she too leant back and rested her head on my left arm which was stretched across the sofa back. In that position, I was able to let my palm rest on her bare arm at the shoulders.
Her movements had become languid by now, and I could see that the wine had started to get to her now. Taking my chance, I began to caress her bare arm at the shoulders. She responded my snuggling up closer to me, so that her head now rested on my chest, just under her chin. Seeing that my glass was empty, she brought her glass to my lips, and said "Here beta, drink from aunty..." Taking her hand holding the glass in mine, I drank from her glass and then made her take a sip too. Turning to look into her eyes, I said softly "I'd rather drink from your lips aunty..." She blushed again, and turned her face upwards to look at me. As I moved my face towards her face, she closed her eyes, and parted her lips ever so softly. I placed my mouth on hers, and began to French kiss her passionately. She moaned, and pressed her body to me even more, kissing me deep, and her tongue intertwining with mine in her mouth.
As she had twisted sideways in order to kiss me, I could see the swell of her breasts straining against the sheer black sari. As we kissed, the pallu of her sari slid down her shoulder, baring her beautiful breasts clad in the black sleeveless bra to me. The black-beaded mangalsutra with a gold pendant looked immensely sexy in the deep cleavage created at the neck of her blouse. A few strands of her hair had come loose, and dangled seductively in front of her ear. My hands moved to her face, playing with the strand, and teasing her ear at the same time. She shivered as I did that, and threw back her head, fully leaning against me with her eyes closed.
I admired the way she looked, leaning back against me, head thrown back, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, breathing shallow, and the pallu displaced from her shoulder, giving me an unrestricted view of her heaving breasts in the sexy black sleeveless blouse. I slid my hand down from her ears, and caressed her neck, running my fingers along her shoulder bone. As I traced a line along the v-cut neck of her blouse, she shivered once again, and without opening her eyes, clasped her hand over mine and squeezed. She then gently pushed my palm to her heaving breast, as if asking me to cup them. I could now feel the heat emanating from her body, as her thighs pressed against mine.
I leaned forward, and gently ran my tongue along her neck. "Oh Jignesh..." She moaned as she felt my tongue, and I could see the goose-bumps spring up on her skin. Placing my on her left breast, I squeezed it gently. It was heavenly to feel her soft breasts in her blouse. As my fingers closed around her pliant tits, she arched her back, and pressed her breasts into my hands. She was half lying against me, with her back towards me, and her head resting on my shoulder. My left arm was around her shoulder, caressing her arm, while my right hand was squeezing her breasts. Her pallu had slipped off her shoulder completely, and was now lying in her lap, thus baring her entire torso to me. I let go off her left breast, and moved my right hand to her right breast, repeating the treatment. She was moving against me, pressing her torso to my hand, her thighs clasping and unclasping. I then slid my right hand to her belly, and began to caress the soft skin of her well rounded belly.
As I ran my fingers in circles around her belly button, my left hand which was wrapped around her shoulders slid down and began to fondle her beautiful breasts through the blouse. She shuddered involuntarily as I teased her belly. As I slid my hand down further and began to caress her thighs through the sari, she responded by placing her hand on my thigh, and rubbing it. I had a raging hard-on by now, and there was a pronounced bulge caused by my cock straining against my khakis. Her fingers began to feel the outline of my rigid cock through my pant, as my hands began to pull up her sari and the black petticoat below, exposing her beautifully shaped fair calves. Her flawless skin was so fair, it was like milk and honey. And the black strapped sandal on her white skin only accentuated the beauty of her legs.
I wanted to have a good look at her body, and so I whispered into her ear "Aunty, will you please stand up and take off your sari..." She opened her eyes, and said shyly "Oh beta, do you really want me to do that..." "Yes aunty, its been something I have dreamt of ever since the day I first saw you ... see what you have done to me..." I said with a smile, taking her hand in mine, and placing it over my boner protruding thru my pants. Her fingers squeezed my cock through the confines of my pants, as she moaned "Oh Jignesh..." and once again kissed me passionately. I responded by squeezing her breast harder with my left hand, and sliding my hands up under her sari, caressing her exposed knee. Then she stood up slowly, and faced me. As I leaned back comfortably in the sofa, she began to remove her sari. She bit her lips as she looked at me with desire, and slowly undbangd the sari from her body.
As the black sari came off, I was presented with the immensely sexy view of the sexy Sarla bhabhi standing in front of me, in only her black sleeveless blouse, black petticoat, and black high-heeled sandals. She stood there uncomfortably for a moment, looking down at the floor, her hands hanging loose by her sides. Then she finally raised her eyes, and asked me shyly "So how do I look beta..." "Oh you look gorgeous aunty..." I breathed, as I stood up and walked up to her. Placing my left hand on her curvy waist, I pulled her towards me, and kissed her. She responded by pressing her body against me, and wrapping her hands around me. "Aunty..." I whispered into her ear. "Yes beta..." she responded. "Aunty, take off your blouse also please..." I said hoarsely, as I moved away from her, and stood admiring her body. She looked at me with her patent teasing smile, and without word began to open the hooks of her blouse.
She continued to look into my eyes, as she opened all the hooks of her blouse one by one, exposing the sexy black bra I had bought for her today. Catching the flaps of her blouse with her hands, she slowly slid the blouse off her shoulders. As the blouse came off, I let out a sigh, as my eyes went to her beautifully rounded breasts clad in the lacy black bra. She looked an object of desire, with the 36-C breasts held up inside the lacy black bra, her gently swelling well rounded belly, a waist which probably was size 34, swelling into her perfectly curved size 40 hips. "Beautiful aunty ... beautiful..." I breathed, as I moved closer to her, and placed both my hands on her hips, feeling the flesh on the side of her waist. Sliding up hands upwards, I ran my hands over bra, feeling the softness of her breasts, even as she turned her face sideways and closed her eyes.
I pressed my crotch against her, as I began to squeeze her breasts once again. I leaned forward, and gently kissed her on her collar bone, causing her to shudder once again. My tongue then began to run alongside the edge of her bra, making her moan, as she clutched my head by the hair and pushed my face to her breasts. Pulling my face away, I looked into her eyes again and whispered "Now the petticoat aunty..." She smiled seductively again, and began to untie the cord of her petticoat. As she loosened the cord, her petticoat slid down her legs, and fell in a heap around her ankles. I sat back on the sofa, and looked at her. She stepped away from the petticoat which now lay in a heap on the floor, and stood in front of me, in only her black bra & panty, her hips thrust sideways to one side, with her hand on her hips.
As I feasted my eyes on the sight of the incredibly fair and sexy Sarla bhabhi standing in front of me clad only in the skimpy black lacy bra & panty, I said softly "Oh Sarla aunty ... you are the most sexy woman I have ever seen in my life..." squeezing my cock thru my pants. Her shapely legs were long and smooth like marble, with a proportionate well rounded butt inside the confines of her panties. She walked towards me with a sway of her hips, and leaning forward towards my face, placed her hands on my shoulders. As she bent forward, her soft breasts swung forward inside her bra, and I was presented with the sight of her deep cleavage. "Won't you show Sarla aunty your body now beta..." she whispered, as her fingers began to unbutton my shirt. As my shirt came open, I shrugged it off my shoulder, baring my torso to her. "Oh you have such a good body beta..." she cried, as she looked at my well muscled chest and biceps with desire, running her fingers on my chest. She ran her fingers over my chest, teasing my nipples with her fingers, even as I placed my hand on her bare thighs and caressed them.
With a groan, I cupped her breast once again, and squeezed hard, eliciting a cry of pleasure from her. She quickly knelt down between my legs on the floor, as I sat on the sofa with my thighs parted. My mouth was dry with desire, as I said "I want to see your breasts now aunty..." "I am yours beta..." She replied in a husky whisper. As I began to slide my fingers inside her bra, she smiled at me, and said softly "Let me help you beta..." She then slid her fingers inside the cup of her left breast, and pushing down the lacy cup of her bra with the other hand, pulled out her sexy soft breasts. "Oh aunty..." I groaned as her luscious ripe breast came into view. The juicy tits of the 36-year old Sarla bhabhi were not very firm and sagged a little bit. They were fleshy and incredibly soft, as a result of which they hung down on her chest, rather than stand out. She repeated the process with her other breast, pulling it out too. Her milky white breasts were now bared in front of me for me to ravage, held up by the wired-cup bra, which she had not unhooked yet. She had small pinkish areolas, capped by pinkish nipples that were just waiting to be sucked by me.
As I gazed her gorgeous breasts, she straightened her shoulders, presenting them to me, still sitting on her knees in front of me between my legs. My hands reached out to clasp her soft tits, and I squeezed them to my hearts content. She threw back her head and moaned, as I pinched her already erect nipples with my fingers. She quickly stood up, and then proceeded to kneel in front of me by placing her knees on either side of me on the sofa. Placing her hands on the back of the sofa, she leaned forward once again, dangling those juicy milky breasts in of my face. With a groan I placed my hands on her hips, and began to knead the soft flesh of her ass. "You like auntie's breasts beta... ?" she asked tenderly, as she swayed from side to side in front of me, causing her dangling breasts to swing gently in front of my face. In response, I pushed my face forward, and with a hungry groan, took her left breast in my mouth. I began to flick her nipple with my tongue, even as I grasped her other breast and squeezed it roughly, rolling the nipple between my fingers. She cried out in pleasure, and clutched my head by the hair, feeding me her milky soft breasts. I began to suck on her breasts in earnest, trying to take as much of the soft tit flesh in my mouth, and lashing her nipple with my tongue.
I switched to the other breast and repeated the treatment, even as she tugged at my hair harder and cried out in pleasure "Oh my darling..." I finally let go off her breasts, and let my head fall back on the sofa back. She leaned forward and kissed me passionately. She was tremendously aroused by now. She quickly slid off the sofa, and once again knelt down on the floor in front of me, between my spread legs. Her hands began to fumble with the button of my khakis. I helped her unbutton my trouser, even as she unzipped my fly, exposing my briefs inside. My cock was fully erect now, and had created a huge bulge in my briefs. Looking into my eyes with a teasing smile, she began to caress my hardness thru my briefs with her finger tips, causing me to squirm. Her lips were parted now, and she was beginning to breathe heavily, as her eyes were once again drawn to my crotch.
Sliding her fingers under the elastic of underwear, she pulled it down slowly, causing my erect cock to spring out and slap against my belly. A soft cry escaped her lips, as my rigid cock came into view, standing at attention. She inadvertently licked her lips, as she wrapped her fingers around the thickness of my hard cock. She looked up into my eyes with a look of lust, and whispered "Jignesh beta... "I was hopelessly aroused now, and said hoarsely "Oh Sarla aunty ... this is something I have dreamt of ever since the day I saw you..." I could see that it pleased her, because she blushed and replied with a shy smile "Same here beta..."
She tightened her grip around my rigid cock, and began to gently stroke it. As she moved her hand up and down, my foreskin slid back, exposing my blood gorged cock head, which was shiny with the pre-cum that had oozed out. Rubbing her fingertip on my cock head, she smeared the pre-cum all over the length of my cock, and began to slide her hands up and down my boner. She was staring at my cock in rapt attention as she did that, her mouth slightly open. I reached out and grasped her ripe, juicy, dangling breasts and squeezed them roughly, as she continued to stroke me with love.
As I let go of her tits, she leaned forward slightly, and began to rub the tip of my wet cock against her breasts. "Oh aunty..." I cried, as she began to rub her erect nipples on the slit of my cock. She then reached back, and quickly unclasped the hook of her bra at the back. As the bra came loose, she pulled it off her shoulders. Cupping her ripe dangling breasts, she placed them on either side of my cock and squeezed my cock in the valley in between. Holding on to her breasts, she then began to move them up on down around my cock, which slid easily in between as I was liberally oozing pre-cum by now. My cock was beginning to throb and jerk now, as I threw back my head in pleasure and enjoyed the sensation of her soft plaint tits shagging my cock.
I jerked as I suddenly felt her wet tongue licking the tip of my swollen cock. I groaned with pleasure and grabbed her by her hair which she had tied in a pony tail. As I thrust my hips upwards, she opened her mouth, and took my engorged cock head into her mouth. "Oh Sarla auntie..." I cried out, as I felt her wet hot mouth engulf my cock. She slid her tongue on my cock head, even as she began to suck on me. She opened her mouth wider, and pushed her head down on my cock, taking my cock deeper into her mouth, nearly touching her throat. It was the stuff of my dreams to see the gorgeous Sarla bhabhi on her knees in between my legs, her red juicy lips wrapped around my cock, and sucking it with love. Her fingers began to fondle my swollen balls, as she began to bob her head up and down, sucking my cock lovingly. I was beginning to get a cramp in my hamstring, and so I pulled her head off my cock. With a cry of lust, I stood up.
With her still kneeling on the floor, I positioned myself in front of her. Holding her head by the hair, I pushed my cock into her willing mouth once again. She took hold of my cock with her right hand and began to stroke me, as she began to suck on me once again. "Auntie..." I cried out in pleasure. Feeling my sperm begin to boil inside my testicles, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and said to her in a hoarse voice "Now my turn aunty..." I pulled her up by her hands and pushed her down on the sofa. As she fell back on the sofa, I quickly knelt down between her outstretched thighs. She was breathing very heavily by now. Running my hands along her thighs, I took hold of her legs, and began to lick the insides of her milky soft thighs. "Oh Jignesh beta ... you don't have to..." she cried out. "I want to aunty..." I replied, as I hooked my fingers in the elastic of her skimpy panties and pulled them off her hips. I let out a groan of desire, as her glorious pussy came into view. She was shaved clean, and her cunt was smooth and soft like that of a virgin. Her eyes were glazed with desire by now. I caressed the smooth soft mounds of her vagina with my fingers, and slowly parted the lips open, baring her lovely pink wet pussy.
She was fully wet now, and her pink pussy glistened with her juices. As I slid my middle finger inside her pussy, she groaned "Ohhh beta..." and thrust her hips upwards. She was so wet, that my finger slid in like knife through butter. As I began to slide my finger in and out of her sopping wet pussy, she bit her lips in pleasure, and grabbed my arms, squeezing them. With a moan of pleasure, I pushed her thighs back, and threw her legs over my shoulders. Bending forward, I clamped my mouth on her juicy cunt, and began to lick her. The musky odor of her pussy caused my cock to shudder, as I slid my tongue inside her wet pussy, holding her pussy lips parted open with my fingers. As I lashed my tongue against her erect clit, she cried out in pleasure "Oh God..." and grabbed me by my hair.
Her hips began to buck up and down, as she pressed my face onto her pussy, suffocating me in the grasp of her thighs which were wrapped around my head. I continued to suck on her pussy with gusto, even as she began to thrash about on the couch, throwing her body from side to side. Her body was beginning to shudder now, as she pulled at my hair painfully. I looked up to see her lying on the sofa, head thrown back, biting her lips, squeezing her breast with her left hand, and holding my hair with the right, thrusting her hips to push my tongue deeper and deeper into her pussy. "Oh, oh, oh..." she began to cry out as I felt her body begin to shudder, the first throes of her orgasm hitting her. "Unnhhh ... Unnhhh ... Unnhhh ... don't stop beta..." she cried aloud, as began to grind her hips roughly against my raving mouth and tongue.
With a savage jerk of her hips, her first orgasm hit her, making her to cry out so loud, I was scared the neighbors may hear her. She continued to buck her hips, as she went through the throes of her orgasm, never letting go off my hair. Finally her body spasms subsided, and I pulled my mouth away from her pussy. She pulled me up towards her, making me lie down on top of her, as she kissed me passionately, thanking me again and again "Oh thank you Jignesh beta ... thank you ... thank you ... thank you so much..." I just clamped my mouth on her to silence her, and kissed her back. "Oh beta ... how do I thank you ... it is after so many years that I have experienced something like this... "She told me lovingly. "Oh aunty" I chided her "I am so happy that I have been able to give you pleasure..." She responded my wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tight.
I was still lying on top of her, and my hard cock was pressing against her belly in that position. "Beta, now it is my turn ... I want to feel you inside me now" she whispered into my ears. "Will you do that for aunty, beta..." she asked me in a child-like voice, which I found immensely arousing. With a smile, I pushed myself up, and straddled her, as she lay on the sofa. Placing my knees on either side of her chest, I took hold of my erect cock, and stroked it in front of her face. She got the hint, and slid her body upwards so that her head was now propped up on the arm rest of the sofa. As she took hold of my cock which was right in front of her face, and licked her lips, I pushed my hip forward, and slid my cock into her loving mouth. With a moan of pleasure, she took my big hard cock in her mouth, and began to stroke on it and suck on it at the same time. I grabbed her by her hair, and thrust my cock roughly into her willing mouth. She almost gagged with my thrust, but still opened her mouth wider to try and accommodate my cock in her mouth.
Pulling my cock out of her mouth, I quickly moved back and sat down on the sofa once again. I pulled her up. As she stood up, she took off her panties, and then came and positioned herself on my lap, with her knees resting on either side of my knees. "Take me inside you aunty..." I breathed hoarsely. Holding my cock with her hands, she straddled my hips and positioned her vagina on my hard erect cock. With a moan, she pushed herself down, causing my hard cock to slide up her wet well lubricated cunt. As she felt my thick cock fill her up, her eyes glazed over, and she moaned "Oh beta, you are so big..." She settled herself down fully on my cock, burying my cock to the hilt inside her pussy. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was open, taking deep breaths, as she adjusted to the feel of my thick cock stretching her pussy. "Its been so long... "she cried hoarsely, as she began to sway on my cock. I reached out, and grasping her dangling breasts, began to thrust my hips upwards, causing her body to shudder.
As she acclimatized to the feel of me buried inside her, she began to move her hips up and down on me. She placed both her hands on my shoulders and began to thrust her hips down on my cock with vigor. As she began to pump her hips on mine, I could see her dangling breasts jiggle and dance with each thrust. With a lusty look in her eyes, she asked me "Are you feeling good beta..." "Oh yes aunty ... I am loving it..." I gasped between breaths, as she continued to fuck me. My hands were alternating between squeezing her jiggling breasts and her wriggling ass, thrusting my hips up each time she pushed down on to me. I saw that she was beginning to tire, and so I sat up and pulled her off me. Pushing her down to lie down on the sofa, I positioned myself between her legs.
Taking her right leg in my arms, I pulled them up straight and placed them against my chest, with my shoulder supporting her under her knee. Pushing back her other leg, I spread her wide, and rubbed the tip of my rigid cock against her glistening pussy. "Yessss beta..." she breathed, as I did that. She slid her hands in between her thighs, and guided my hard cock into the opening of her wet vagina. With a groan, I pushed forward, sending my cock slithering into her sopping wet cunt. As she felt the girth of my thick cock enter her, she let out a low moan of pleasure. Hers was perhaps the juiciest cunt I had fucked in my life. It was incredibly hot and slippery inside, and wrapped around my cock like butter. Holding her right left, which was pushed up straight against my shoulder, and pushing back her right leg bent at the knees, almost touching her breasts, I began to thrust my cock in and out of her.
With each stroke, she moaned, and kept muttering "Yes, yes yes..." her eyes locked into mine. I was reaching boiling point now, and began to ram into her wildly. My cock was thrusting in and out of her with a squishy noise, and my hips smacked into her with a loud noise each time I thrust myself into her. She was thrashing around like a bitch in heat, as I felt her pussy starting to clasp and spasm around my rampaging cock. "Beta..." she whimpered "I am about to..." "Yes aunty ... yes ... yes ... yes..." I gasped as I continued to fuck her relentlessly.
With each thrust, her ass flesh jiggled, and her rather loose and soft breasts wobbled around like a milk bag. I continued to ram my cock into her, and as I felt my orgasm beginning to build up, I started to pull out of her. "No beta..." she said to me between gasps, "I want you to come inside me..." Hearing hat was enough for me to blow my load, and my cock erupted inside her, sending burst after burst of my cum shooting inside the depths of her vagina. As my cock continued to shoot out spurt after spurt, I shuddered with ecstasy, and grabbed her soft flesh ass, keeping my cock pushed deep inside her. She was biting her lips hard now, and had clamped her hand on her mouth, as her orgasm too hit her. With a deep groan, she began to buck violently on my still spurting cock, digging her nails into my arms.
I finally collapsed on top of her, even as her thrashing reduced to shudders, as her second orgasm washed over her. We lay like that on the sofa for what seemed like an eternity, gasping like a pair of dogs. Finally, she managed to say between deep breaths "Beta that was the most beautiful thing ... thank you so much ... I have not experienced something like this ever since my son was born..." she continued to mutter in between deep breaths. "I hope I was able to make you happy also, Jignesh beta..." she asked me tenderly. "Oh aunty, please don't embarrass me by saying things like that ... you know it was the most ... the greatest feeling for me ever..." I flattered her. Pulling myself up, I stood up and looked at her lying like limp doll on the sofa. She looked damn sexy lying like that on the sofa; her hair disheveled, her lipstick smeared, and one leg dangling from the sofa, her sexy black sandals still on.
Since the food we had ordered was due to arrive any moment, we got dressed quickly. After finishing dinner, we hit the unfinished bottle of wine again, and hit the bed sloshed. Sometime in the middle of night, I woke up to the sensation of her sucking on my cock. What followed was another good romp, where I fucked her senseless, missionary style, doggy style, and with her top also. We finally collapsed from our exertions, and I woke up refreshed early in the morning. I dressed quickly, and left her place, not wanting the neighbors to spot me coming out of her house so early in the morning.
Feeling rejuvenated from the terrific fucking I had had last night, I decided to do my daily exercises in the morning itself. After finishing my workout, I had a shower and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I made myself some breakfast of cornflakes and milk, and was just finishing my orange juice when the bell rang.
It was Pushpa and Rani, the two girls whom I had employed as maids a few days back. Pushpa, the young cock one, beamed at me when I opened the door; while Rani, the elder and darker one, just managed a shy smile when I looked at her. As I stepped back to let them in, Pushpa said to the other girl "Rani, tu ja kar bartan aur kapde dho ... mein jhadu or pota lagaati hoon..." As Rani walked into the kitchen obediently, Pushpa followed her swaying her hips in an exaggerated fashion. As my eyes followed the sway of her slender hips, she turned to look back at me and gave me one of her famous cock-teasing smiles, causing my cock to stiffen inside my shorts.
I went inside to my bedroom, and took off the shorts I was wearing. I removed the underwear that I was wearing inside my shorts, and then put on my shorts again without them. I picked up my walkman, and putting on the ear-phones, climbed on to my bed. I put up a few pillows against the head-rest of my bed, and sat down on the bed leaning my back against the pillow. Humming the tune of the song I was pretending to listen to, I picked up a magazine and began to flip through the pages.
Soon, Pushpa came into the room carrying a broom and the dusting pan. She was wearing a bottle-green ghagra and blouse, with a yellow choli tied across her upper body and waist. Seeing me, she smiled and settling down on her haunches, began to sweep the floor. I just continued to hum to myself and flip through the magazine while pretending to ignore her. I didn't want to give this cocky bitch too much attention. However, I kept an eye on her through the corner of my eyes as she went about her work. She had pulled up her ghagra above her knees, and as she squatted on her haunches sweeping the floor, I could see her thin brown skinned legs. A couple of times, she tried to make eye contact with me, but I just continued to pretend to read the magazine. Even after she finished sweeping the room and was heading out, she paused at the door for a moment and turned back to look at me. I just continued to ignore her, laughing inwardly to myself.
I could hear the sounds of the other girl Rani, washing clothes in the back yard. A few minutes later, Pushpa returned to my room carrying a pail of water and a mop. She dropped the bucket down with making a clanging sound, and once again settled down on her haunches to mop the floor. "The bitch is trying her best to attract my attention..." I thought to myself. From the corner of my eyes, I could see that this time she had pulled up her ghagra way above her knees, exposing much more of her skinny thighs than was necessary. As she came close the bed, and leaned forward to wipe under the bed, she consciously bumped against the bed in an attempt to get my attention. I just glanced at her and smiled casually, and continuing to hum to myself, went back to reading my magazine.
Finally, she dropped the mop on the floor and straightened her back, kneeling on the floor right next to where I was lying. Touching me on my arm, she shook me gently and asked "Saheb, aap gaana sun rahe ho... ?" I just smiled and nodded my head at her. Resting her elbows on the bed next to my hips, she leaned forward and said with a teasing smile "Saheb ... mujhe bhi gaana sunaao na..." I pretended not to hear, and taking off my ear phones, asked her "Kya boli tu?" "Saheb, mujhe bhi is par gaana sunaao na..." she said with a provocative pout on her lips, happy to have finally got my attention.
As she was resting her elbows on the bed next to my legs, her fingers were touching my bare thighs. Looking at me with the same seductive smile, she began to gently rub her fingers in circles on my muscular thighs, teasing the hair on them. Taking the cord of the ear-phones off my neck, I asked her "Gaana sunegi tu?" "Haan, sahib..." she replied, as she took her long braid of hair which was hanging in front of her left shoulder, in her hand, and pushed it behind her back. This caused the pallu of her choli to part at her neck, bringing into my view the neck of the slightly oversized bottle-green blouse she was wearing. As I looked down deliberately into the open neck of her loose blouse, I could see the pert mounds of her firm lemon sized tits. As I moved my gaze away slowly to her face, she bit her lips and smiled seductively at me again. "Boy, this bitch is asking for it..." I thought to myself.
Shifting on the bed, I made room for her, and patting the bed on my side, said to her "Aaja ... idhar baith tu..." She glanced apprehensively at the door when I said that. I could still hear the sounds of the other girl washing clothes in the back yard. Figuring it was safe for now; she got up and tentatively sat the edge of the bed, facing me. I took hold of her arm and pulled her roughly towards me. Making her sit on my left side with, I twisted her around so that she was sitting on the bed with her back towards me. Reaching around her from both sides, I put the ear-phones in her ear, and switched on the walkman. As the music began to play in her ears, she turned back to look at me, a broad grin adorning her thin angular face. "Arre wah ... yeh to kitna acchhaa sunai deta hai..." she exclaimed a bit loudly. I laughed and pulled her by her shoulder towards me, causing her to fall back against me, her back leaning against my torso, and her head resting on my left shoulder. She looked back up towards me with a twinkle in her eyes, even as she pulled her legs up and placed them on the bed, stretched out straight.
I could smell the stale smell of oil from her hair as she rested her head against my shoulder and settled back comfortable. In the position I was, I wrapped my left arm around her waist, and slid my hand under her choli, and placed them on her flat firm belly. As my fingers began to manipulate the taut skin on her belly, she squirmed against me and let out a soft giggle. Reaching out with my right hand, I began to tease the lobes of her ear and her neck with my fingers, causing her to squirm and giggle more. Her hands which were resting in her lap, slid down to rest on my thighs as she began to rub my thighs softly. I slid up my left hand, which was playing with her belly button under her choli, slid up slowly, and my palm closed around the pert little breasts over her loose blouse. As I squeezed her firm little tits, she let out a soft sight and pressed her back against me, her nails scbanging the skin of my thighs.
I lowered my chin and began to flick her earlobes with my tongue, causing her to jerk and squirm further. My right hand which was teasing her neck and shoulders, slid down into the slightly parted neck of her blouse and closed around her right breast. Her pert lemon sized tit fitted my palm perfectly, and as the small erect nub of her light brown nipple burned into my palm, I closed my palm around it and squeezed. She sighed again and closed her eyes, her lips parted slightly. At the same time I also slid my other hand, which was squeezing her other breast over the blouse, under the loose blouse, and cupped that one as well. As I began to massage young budding breasts with my hands, she let out a small moan and squeezing her thighs together, began to rub her feet against each other.
"Gaana acchhaa lag raha hai..." I asked her in a whisper, continuing the squeeze her lemons. "Haan sahib..." she whispered "mujhe bhi aisa ek laakar do na..." pointing to my walkman. "Laakar doonga..." I replied "par tu mere liye badle mein kya karegi?" I asked her teasingly. "Jo aap bolo, saheb..." she replied. Pointing to my cock which was sticking out like a pole under my shorts, I asked "Haath mein legi, isko?" "Haan sahib..." she breathed. "Moonh mein legi isko?" I aksed. "Umm ... haan, sahib..." she replied tentatively. My cock lurched when I heard that. Pinching her nipples, I whispered huskily in her ear "Pushpa, tu mujhse chudwayegi?" She stopped squirming when I said that, and her breath caught in her throat. After a brief pause, she replied meekly in a husky whisper "Haan saheb..." With a groan, I pressed her tighter to me, and taking her right hand in mine, placed it on the bulge of my cock standing straight up inside my shorts.
"Pushpa ... O Pushpa..." we heard Rani call out from the washing area in the back yard. "Haan Rani..." Pushpa answered back, sitting up with a jerk on the bed. "Kapde dho liye hai maine..." Rani called from the back yard, "tera kaam ho gaya... ?" "Nahi, abhi pocha laga rahin hoon main ... uske baad mujhe terrace bhi dhona hai ... tu jaa abhi Sarla bhabhi ke ghar par kaam shuru kar de ... main thodi der mein aati hoon..." Pushpa called back, looking back at me with an apprehensive look on her face. "Acchha theek hai ... main jaati hoon..." Rani answered. We heard the jingling of her anklets as she closed the back door and walked through the kitchen into the living room. As we heard the front door shut close, Pushpa relaxed and fell back against me.
With a groan, I wrapped my arms around her again and roughly crushed her breasts. She responded by closing her fist around my cock over my shorts and squeezed my hardness through it. Pushing the pallu of her choli off her shoulder, I exposed her young pert breasts in that loose fitting blouse. "Apna blouse khol, Pushpa..." I said in her ear. Without a word, she got up and extricated herself from my arms. She stood up, and standing near the bed facing me, took off her choli first.
As she dropped her choli on the bed, I admired her slim lithe body, clad only in her ghagra and blouse now, her long braid of hair hanging in front over her left shoulder. Standing there near the bed facing me, she looked me in the eye with that slow seductive smile of hers, and began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse. As the hooks of her blouse came open, she threw her braid over her shoulder to the back, and pulled off her blouse completely; baring her pert budding breasts to me.
A wave of arousal swept through me as I looked at her standing there, her hands hanging limply by her side, clad only in her green ghagra, those young mounds of her tits sticking out proudly on her slender chest. The little nubs of her nipples were erect, and were light brown in colour, with small areolas around them. As I stared at her small tits, a look of uncertainty crossed her face, and she asked me tentatively "Kya hua sahib ... aap ko acchhe nahi lage?" I remained quiet and just looked at her in the eyes. The smile disappeared off her face, and as she looked down at her little breasts, she said in sad voice "Mere bahut chhote hain na, sahib... " I still did not say anything. As I was enjoying torturing her, she lifted her eyes towards me and said in a halting voice "Rani ke mujhse bade hai ... aap chahe to main usko..." I cut her off and said in a firm voice "Idhar aa Pushpa..."
As she sat down tentatively on the bed next to me, I reached out and cupped her firm pert tits with both hands. Allowing a smile to come across my face, I looked into her face and said "Haan, tere chhote to hai ... lekin mujhe pasand hai..." Her face broke out into a big smile of relief and pleasure when she heard that, and her hand automatically went to my crotch and rested on my cock over my shorts. As my hands closed around her pert little tits and squeezed, she closed her eyes, and throwing her head backwards, hunched her shoulders together, in an attempt to squeeze her tits together.
Continuing to squeeze her lemon sized tits, and rolling her little nubbins between my thumb and my forefinger, I lifted my hips off the bed, and pulled down my shorts with one hand. My throbbing cock sprang into view, and stood to attention as I did that. Her gaze moved to my erect cock, and her eyes widened in surprise as my cock came into view, and stood swaying in front of her eyes. Her hands flew to her mouth, and her jaw dropped, as she whispered "Oh maa ... aapka to bahut bada hai sahib..." She reached out with her right hand and took my hard cock in her hand, feeling the girth of it.
As I felt her small slender fingers close around the thickness of my cock, I shuddered involuntarily. Because her hands were so small, they reached only up to the middle of my cock, giving me a moment of pride on the size of my cock. As I squeezed her firm tit-flesh one more time, she began to slide her small delicate hands up and down the length of my cock. The cheap glass bangles she wore on her wrists jingled as she began to stroke me with a practiced motion.
With a groan, I grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her roughly towards me, bringing her young tender breasts close to my face. As I opened my mouth, and flicked her little nipples with the tip of my tongue, a soft moan escaped her and her fingers involuntarily tightened around my cock. Clamping my mouth around her pert breast, I began to suck on them greedily; even a she began to stroke me faster. After sucking on both her tits for a while, I let go of her, allowing her to sit upright again. "Chal ab apna kaam shuru kar tu..." I ordered her gruffly. With a quick tentative smile, she leaned forward and began to tug at my t-shirt. I helped her pull it off.
To Be Continued...
As she went inside the bedroom to fetch them, I refilled her glass again, and poured myself another one. She returned with a bunch of albums, and placing them on the tea table, sat down next to me once again. As she opened the first album, I slid closer to her on the sofa so that our thighs were touching. Placing the album on my lap, she began to turn the leaves, leaning towards me in the process. As she did that her soft breasts pressed against my arm, and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. As I looked at her photographs from her college days, I felt my cock begin to stiffen. She was a hot piece of ass in her younger days. Much slimmer, and very very sexy. There were plenty of photographs of her in western clothes like skirts and pants. Her breasts were smaller and much firmer in the photographs. As we moved to the other albums, we came to the one of her wedding. She looked stunning in her traditional red and gold wedding attire. She was talking away continuously, telling me about each photograph, but I hardly heard her. I was enjoying the feel of her warm soft breasts on my arms as I looked at the photographs.
As she closed the last album, and put it down on the glass table top, I looked at her in earnest, and with a look of immense desire, said "You know aunty, you were gorgeous then ... and you have just become more sexy now ... Uncle is such a lucky man to have you..." She blushed again, and laughed to cover her embarrassment. "Uncle does not think that way any more ... for him I have become old..." she said with a smile. I just shook my head and smiled at her. "Well, I don't think so" I said as I settled back on the sofa, and sipped the wine. I leant back and rested my arm on the back of the "Thank you beta..." she said softly, as she too leant back and rested her head on my left arm which was stretched across the sofa back. In that position, I was able to let my palm rest on her bare arm at the shoulders.
Her movements had become languid by now, and I could see that the wine had started to get to her now. Taking my chance, I began to caress her bare arm at the shoulders. She responded my snuggling up closer to me, so that her head now rested on my chest, just under her chin. Seeing that my glass was empty, she brought her glass to my lips, and said "Here beta, drink from aunty..." Taking her hand holding the glass in mine, I drank from her glass and then made her take a sip too. Turning to look into her eyes, I said softly "I'd rather drink from your lips aunty..." She blushed again, and turned her face upwards to look at me. As I moved my face towards her face, she closed her eyes, and parted her lips ever so softly. I placed my mouth on hers, and began to French kiss her passionately. She moaned, and pressed her body to me even more, kissing me deep, and her tongue intertwining with mine in her mouth.
As she had twisted sideways in order to kiss me, I could see the swell of her breasts straining against the sheer black sari. As we kissed, the pallu of her sari slid down her shoulder, baring her beautiful breasts clad in the black sleeveless bra to me. The black-beaded mangalsutra with a gold pendant looked immensely sexy in the deep cleavage created at the neck of her blouse. A few strands of her hair had come loose, and dangled seductively in front of her ear. My hands moved to her face, playing with the strand, and teasing her ear at the same time. She shivered as I did that, and threw back her head, fully leaning against me with her eyes closed.
I admired the way she looked, leaning back against me, head thrown back, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, breathing shallow, and the pallu displaced from her shoulder, giving me an unrestricted view of her heaving breasts in the sexy black sleeveless blouse. I slid my hand down from her ears, and caressed her neck, running my fingers along her shoulder bone. As I traced a line along the v-cut neck of her blouse, she shivered once again, and without opening her eyes, clasped her hand over mine and squeezed. She then gently pushed my palm to her heaving breast, as if asking me to cup them. I could now feel the heat emanating from her body, as her thighs pressed against mine.
I leaned forward, and gently ran my tongue along her neck. "Oh Jignesh..." She moaned as she felt my tongue, and I could see the goose-bumps spring up on her skin. Placing my on her left breast, I squeezed it gently. It was heavenly to feel her soft breasts in her blouse. As my fingers closed around her pliant tits, she arched her back, and pressed her breasts into my hands. She was half lying against me, with her back towards me, and her head resting on my shoulder. My left arm was around her shoulder, caressing her arm, while my right hand was squeezing her breasts. Her pallu had slipped off her shoulder completely, and was now lying in her lap, thus baring her entire torso to me. I let go off her left breast, and moved my right hand to her right breast, repeating the treatment. She was moving against me, pressing her torso to my hand, her thighs clasping and unclasping. I then slid my right hand to her belly, and began to caress the soft skin of her well rounded belly.
As I ran my fingers in circles around her belly button, my left hand which was wrapped around her shoulders slid down and began to fondle her beautiful breasts through the blouse. She shuddered involuntarily as I teased her belly. As I slid my hand down further and began to caress her thighs through the sari, she responded by placing her hand on my thigh, and rubbing it. I had a raging hard-on by now, and there was a pronounced bulge caused by my cock straining against my khakis. Her fingers began to feel the outline of my rigid cock through my pant, as my hands began to pull up her sari and the black petticoat below, exposing her beautifully shaped fair calves. Her flawless skin was so fair, it was like milk and honey. And the black strapped sandal on her white skin only accentuated the beauty of her legs.
I wanted to have a good look at her body, and so I whispered into her ear "Aunty, will you please stand up and take off your sari..." She opened her eyes, and said shyly "Oh beta, do you really want me to do that..." "Yes aunty, its been something I have dreamt of ever since the day I first saw you ... see what you have done to me..." I said with a smile, taking her hand in mine, and placing it over my boner protruding thru my pants. Her fingers squeezed my cock through the confines of my pants, as she moaned "Oh Jignesh..." and once again kissed me passionately. I responded by squeezing her breast harder with my left hand, and sliding my hands up under her sari, caressing her exposed knee. Then she stood up slowly, and faced me. As I leaned back comfortably in the sofa, she began to remove her sari. She bit her lips as she looked at me with desire, and slowly undbangd the sari from her body.
As the black sari came off, I was presented with the immensely sexy view of the sexy Sarla bhabhi standing in front of me, in only her black sleeveless blouse, black petticoat, and black high-heeled sandals. She stood there uncomfortably for a moment, looking down at the floor, her hands hanging loose by her sides. Then she finally raised her eyes, and asked me shyly "So how do I look beta..." "Oh you look gorgeous aunty..." I breathed, as I stood up and walked up to her. Placing my left hand on her curvy waist, I pulled her towards me, and kissed her. She responded by pressing her body against me, and wrapping her hands around me. "Aunty..." I whispered into her ear. "Yes beta..." she responded. "Aunty, take off your blouse also please..." I said hoarsely, as I moved away from her, and stood admiring her body. She looked at me with her patent teasing smile, and without word began to open the hooks of her blouse.
She continued to look into my eyes, as she opened all the hooks of her blouse one by one, exposing the sexy black bra I had bought for her today. Catching the flaps of her blouse with her hands, she slowly slid the blouse off her shoulders. As the blouse came off, I let out a sigh, as my eyes went to her beautifully rounded breasts clad in the lacy black bra. She looked an object of desire, with the 36-C breasts held up inside the lacy black bra, her gently swelling well rounded belly, a waist which probably was size 34, swelling into her perfectly curved size 40 hips. "Beautiful aunty ... beautiful..." I breathed, as I moved closer to her, and placed both my hands on her hips, feeling the flesh on the side of her waist. Sliding up hands upwards, I ran my hands over bra, feeling the softness of her breasts, even as she turned her face sideways and closed her eyes.
I pressed my crotch against her, as I began to squeeze her breasts once again. I leaned forward, and gently kissed her on her collar bone, causing her to shudder once again. My tongue then began to run alongside the edge of her bra, making her moan, as she clutched my head by the hair and pushed my face to her breasts. Pulling my face away, I looked into her eyes again and whispered "Now the petticoat aunty..." She smiled seductively again, and began to untie the cord of her petticoat. As she loosened the cord, her petticoat slid down her legs, and fell in a heap around her ankles. I sat back on the sofa, and looked at her. She stepped away from the petticoat which now lay in a heap on the floor, and stood in front of me, in only her black bra & panty, her hips thrust sideways to one side, with her hand on her hips.
As I feasted my eyes on the sight of the incredibly fair and sexy Sarla bhabhi standing in front of me clad only in the skimpy black lacy bra & panty, I said softly "Oh Sarla aunty ... you are the most sexy woman I have ever seen in my life..." squeezing my cock thru my pants. Her shapely legs were long and smooth like marble, with a proportionate well rounded butt inside the confines of her panties. She walked towards me with a sway of her hips, and leaning forward towards my face, placed her hands on my shoulders. As she bent forward, her soft breasts swung forward inside her bra, and I was presented with the sight of her deep cleavage. "Won't you show Sarla aunty your body now beta..." she whispered, as her fingers began to unbutton my shirt. As my shirt came open, I shrugged it off my shoulder, baring my torso to her. "Oh you have such a good body beta..." she cried, as she looked at my well muscled chest and biceps with desire, running her fingers on my chest. She ran her fingers over my chest, teasing my nipples with her fingers, even as I placed my hand on her bare thighs and caressed them.
With a groan, I cupped her breast once again, and squeezed hard, eliciting a cry of pleasure from her. She quickly knelt down between my legs on the floor, as I sat on the sofa with my thighs parted. My mouth was dry with desire, as I said "I want to see your breasts now aunty..." "I am yours beta..." She replied in a husky whisper. As I began to slide my fingers inside her bra, she smiled at me, and said softly "Let me help you beta..." She then slid her fingers inside the cup of her left breast, and pushing down the lacy cup of her bra with the other hand, pulled out her sexy soft breasts. "Oh aunty..." I groaned as her luscious ripe breast came into view. The juicy tits of the 36-year old Sarla bhabhi were not very firm and sagged a little bit. They were fleshy and incredibly soft, as a result of which they hung down on her chest, rather than stand out. She repeated the process with her other breast, pulling it out too. Her milky white breasts were now bared in front of me for me to ravage, held up by the wired-cup bra, which she had not unhooked yet. She had small pinkish areolas, capped by pinkish nipples that were just waiting to be sucked by me.
As I gazed her gorgeous breasts, she straightened her shoulders, presenting them to me, still sitting on her knees in front of me between my legs. My hands reached out to clasp her soft tits, and I squeezed them to my hearts content. She threw back her head and moaned, as I pinched her already erect nipples with my fingers. She quickly stood up, and then proceeded to kneel in front of me by placing her knees on either side of me on the sofa. Placing her hands on the back of the sofa, she leaned forward once again, dangling those juicy milky breasts in of my face. With a groan I placed my hands on her hips, and began to knead the soft flesh of her ass. "You like auntie's breasts beta... ?" she asked tenderly, as she swayed from side to side in front of me, causing her dangling breasts to swing gently in front of my face. In response, I pushed my face forward, and with a hungry groan, took her left breast in my mouth. I began to flick her nipple with my tongue, even as I grasped her other breast and squeezed it roughly, rolling the nipple between my fingers. She cried out in pleasure, and clutched my head by the hair, feeding me her milky soft breasts. I began to suck on her breasts in earnest, trying to take as much of the soft tit flesh in my mouth, and lashing her nipple with my tongue.
I switched to the other breast and repeated the treatment, even as she tugged at my hair harder and cried out in pleasure "Oh my darling..." I finally let go off her breasts, and let my head fall back on the sofa back. She leaned forward and kissed me passionately. She was tremendously aroused by now. She quickly slid off the sofa, and once again knelt down on the floor in front of me, between my spread legs. Her hands began to fumble with the button of my khakis. I helped her unbutton my trouser, even as she unzipped my fly, exposing my briefs inside. My cock was fully erect now, and had created a huge bulge in my briefs. Looking into my eyes with a teasing smile, she began to caress my hardness thru my briefs with her finger tips, causing me to squirm. Her lips were parted now, and she was beginning to breathe heavily, as her eyes were once again drawn to my crotch.
Sliding her fingers under the elastic of underwear, she pulled it down slowly, causing my erect cock to spring out and slap against my belly. A soft cry escaped her lips, as my rigid cock came into view, standing at attention. She inadvertently licked her lips, as she wrapped her fingers around the thickness of my hard cock. She looked up into my eyes with a look of lust, and whispered "Jignesh beta... "I was hopelessly aroused now, and said hoarsely "Oh Sarla aunty ... this is something I have dreamt of ever since the day I saw you..." I could see that it pleased her, because she blushed and replied with a shy smile "Same here beta..."
She tightened her grip around my rigid cock, and began to gently stroke it. As she moved her hand up and down, my foreskin slid back, exposing my blood gorged cock head, which was shiny with the pre-cum that had oozed out. Rubbing her fingertip on my cock head, she smeared the pre-cum all over the length of my cock, and began to slide her hands up and down my boner. She was staring at my cock in rapt attention as she did that, her mouth slightly open. I reached out and grasped her ripe, juicy, dangling breasts and squeezed them roughly, as she continued to stroke me with love.
As I let go of her tits, she leaned forward slightly, and began to rub the tip of my wet cock against her breasts. "Oh aunty..." I cried, as she began to rub her erect nipples on the slit of my cock. She then reached back, and quickly unclasped the hook of her bra at the back. As the bra came loose, she pulled it off her shoulders. Cupping her ripe dangling breasts, she placed them on either side of my cock and squeezed my cock in the valley in between. Holding on to her breasts, she then began to move them up on down around my cock, which slid easily in between as I was liberally oozing pre-cum by now. My cock was beginning to throb and jerk now, as I threw back my head in pleasure and enjoyed the sensation of her soft plaint tits shagging my cock.
I jerked as I suddenly felt her wet tongue licking the tip of my swollen cock. I groaned with pleasure and grabbed her by her hair which she had tied in a pony tail. As I thrust my hips upwards, she opened her mouth, and took my engorged cock head into her mouth. "Oh Sarla auntie..." I cried out, as I felt her wet hot mouth engulf my cock. She slid her tongue on my cock head, even as she began to suck on me. She opened her mouth wider, and pushed her head down on my cock, taking my cock deeper into her mouth, nearly touching her throat. It was the stuff of my dreams to see the gorgeous Sarla bhabhi on her knees in between my legs, her red juicy lips wrapped around my cock, and sucking it with love. Her fingers began to fondle my swollen balls, as she began to bob her head up and down, sucking my cock lovingly. I was beginning to get a cramp in my hamstring, and so I pulled her head off my cock. With a cry of lust, I stood up.
With her still kneeling on the floor, I positioned myself in front of her. Holding her head by the hair, I pushed my cock into her willing mouth once again. She took hold of my cock with her right hand and began to stroke me, as she began to suck on me once again. "Auntie..." I cried out in pleasure. Feeling my sperm begin to boil inside my testicles, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and said to her in a hoarse voice "Now my turn aunty..." I pulled her up by her hands and pushed her down on the sofa. As she fell back on the sofa, I quickly knelt down between her outstretched thighs. She was breathing very heavily by now. Running my hands along her thighs, I took hold of her legs, and began to lick the insides of her milky soft thighs. "Oh Jignesh beta ... you don't have to..." she cried out. "I want to aunty..." I replied, as I hooked my fingers in the elastic of her skimpy panties and pulled them off her hips. I let out a groan of desire, as her glorious pussy came into view. She was shaved clean, and her cunt was smooth and soft like that of a virgin. Her eyes were glazed with desire by now. I caressed the smooth soft mounds of her vagina with my fingers, and slowly parted the lips open, baring her lovely pink wet pussy.
She was fully wet now, and her pink pussy glistened with her juices. As I slid my middle finger inside her pussy, she groaned "Ohhh beta..." and thrust her hips upwards. She was so wet, that my finger slid in like knife through butter. As I began to slide my finger in and out of her sopping wet pussy, she bit her lips in pleasure, and grabbed my arms, squeezing them. With a moan of pleasure, I pushed her thighs back, and threw her legs over my shoulders. Bending forward, I clamped my mouth on her juicy cunt, and began to lick her. The musky odor of her pussy caused my cock to shudder, as I slid my tongue inside her wet pussy, holding her pussy lips parted open with my fingers. As I lashed my tongue against her erect clit, she cried out in pleasure "Oh God..." and grabbed me by my hair.
Her hips began to buck up and down, as she pressed my face onto her pussy, suffocating me in the grasp of her thighs which were wrapped around my head. I continued to suck on her pussy with gusto, even as she began to thrash about on the couch, throwing her body from side to side. Her body was beginning to shudder now, as she pulled at my hair painfully. I looked up to see her lying on the sofa, head thrown back, biting her lips, squeezing her breast with her left hand, and holding my hair with the right, thrusting her hips to push my tongue deeper and deeper into her pussy. "Oh, oh, oh..." she began to cry out as I felt her body begin to shudder, the first throes of her orgasm hitting her. "Unnhhh ... Unnhhh ... Unnhhh ... don't stop beta..." she cried aloud, as began to grind her hips roughly against my raving mouth and tongue.
With a savage jerk of her hips, her first orgasm hit her, making her to cry out so loud, I was scared the neighbors may hear her. She continued to buck her hips, as she went through the throes of her orgasm, never letting go off my hair. Finally her body spasms subsided, and I pulled my mouth away from her pussy. She pulled me up towards her, making me lie down on top of her, as she kissed me passionately, thanking me again and again "Oh thank you Jignesh beta ... thank you ... thank you ... thank you so much..." I just clamped my mouth on her to silence her, and kissed her back. "Oh beta ... how do I thank you ... it is after so many years that I have experienced something like this... "She told me lovingly. "Oh aunty" I chided her "I am so happy that I have been able to give you pleasure..." She responded my wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tight.
I was still lying on top of her, and my hard cock was pressing against her belly in that position. "Beta, now it is my turn ... I want to feel you inside me now" she whispered into my ears. "Will you do that for aunty, beta..." she asked me in a child-like voice, which I found immensely arousing. With a smile, I pushed myself up, and straddled her, as she lay on the sofa. Placing my knees on either side of her chest, I took hold of my erect cock, and stroked it in front of her face. She got the hint, and slid her body upwards so that her head was now propped up on the arm rest of the sofa. As she took hold of my cock which was right in front of her face, and licked her lips, I pushed my hip forward, and slid my cock into her loving mouth. With a moan of pleasure, she took my big hard cock in her mouth, and began to stroke on it and suck on it at the same time. I grabbed her by her hair, and thrust my cock roughly into her willing mouth. She almost gagged with my thrust, but still opened her mouth wider to try and accommodate my cock in her mouth.
Pulling my cock out of her mouth, I quickly moved back and sat down on the sofa once again. I pulled her up. As she stood up, she took off her panties, and then came and positioned herself on my lap, with her knees resting on either side of my knees. "Take me inside you aunty..." I breathed hoarsely. Holding my cock with her hands, she straddled my hips and positioned her vagina on my hard erect cock. With a moan, she pushed herself down, causing my hard cock to slide up her wet well lubricated cunt. As she felt my thick cock fill her up, her eyes glazed over, and she moaned "Oh beta, you are so big..." She settled herself down fully on my cock, burying my cock to the hilt inside her pussy. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was open, taking deep breaths, as she adjusted to the feel of my thick cock stretching her pussy. "Its been so long... "she cried hoarsely, as she began to sway on my cock. I reached out, and grasping her dangling breasts, began to thrust my hips upwards, causing her body to shudder.
As she acclimatized to the feel of me buried inside her, she began to move her hips up and down on me. She placed both her hands on my shoulders and began to thrust her hips down on my cock with vigor. As she began to pump her hips on mine, I could see her dangling breasts jiggle and dance with each thrust. With a lusty look in her eyes, she asked me "Are you feeling good beta..." "Oh yes aunty ... I am loving it..." I gasped between breaths, as she continued to fuck me. My hands were alternating between squeezing her jiggling breasts and her wriggling ass, thrusting my hips up each time she pushed down on to me. I saw that she was beginning to tire, and so I sat up and pulled her off me. Pushing her down to lie down on the sofa, I positioned myself between her legs.
Taking her right leg in my arms, I pulled them up straight and placed them against my chest, with my shoulder supporting her under her knee. Pushing back her other leg, I spread her wide, and rubbed the tip of my rigid cock against her glistening pussy. "Yessss beta..." she breathed, as I did that. She slid her hands in between her thighs, and guided my hard cock into the opening of her wet vagina. With a groan, I pushed forward, sending my cock slithering into her sopping wet cunt. As she felt the girth of my thick cock enter her, she let out a low moan of pleasure. Hers was perhaps the juiciest cunt I had fucked in my life. It was incredibly hot and slippery inside, and wrapped around my cock like butter. Holding her right left, which was pushed up straight against my shoulder, and pushing back her right leg bent at the knees, almost touching her breasts, I began to thrust my cock in and out of her.
With each stroke, she moaned, and kept muttering "Yes, yes yes..." her eyes locked into mine. I was reaching boiling point now, and began to ram into her wildly. My cock was thrusting in and out of her with a squishy noise, and my hips smacked into her with a loud noise each time I thrust myself into her. She was thrashing around like a bitch in heat, as I felt her pussy starting to clasp and spasm around my rampaging cock. "Beta..." she whimpered "I am about to..." "Yes aunty ... yes ... yes ... yes..." I gasped as I continued to fuck her relentlessly.
With each thrust, her ass flesh jiggled, and her rather loose and soft breasts wobbled around like a milk bag. I continued to ram my cock into her, and as I felt my orgasm beginning to build up, I started to pull out of her. "No beta..." she said to me between gasps, "I want you to come inside me..." Hearing hat was enough for me to blow my load, and my cock erupted inside her, sending burst after burst of my cum shooting inside the depths of her vagina. As my cock continued to shoot out spurt after spurt, I shuddered with ecstasy, and grabbed her soft flesh ass, keeping my cock pushed deep inside her. She was biting her lips hard now, and had clamped her hand on her mouth, as her orgasm too hit her. With a deep groan, she began to buck violently on my still spurting cock, digging her nails into my arms.
I finally collapsed on top of her, even as her thrashing reduced to shudders, as her second orgasm washed over her. We lay like that on the sofa for what seemed like an eternity, gasping like a pair of dogs. Finally, she managed to say between deep breaths "Beta that was the most beautiful thing ... thank you so much ... I have not experienced something like this ever since my son was born..." she continued to mutter in between deep breaths. "I hope I was able to make you happy also, Jignesh beta..." she asked me tenderly. "Oh aunty, please don't embarrass me by saying things like that ... you know it was the most ... the greatest feeling for me ever..." I flattered her. Pulling myself up, I stood up and looked at her lying like limp doll on the sofa. She looked damn sexy lying like that on the sofa; her hair disheveled, her lipstick smeared, and one leg dangling from the sofa, her sexy black sandals still on.
Since the food we had ordered was due to arrive any moment, we got dressed quickly. After finishing dinner, we hit the unfinished bottle of wine again, and hit the bed sloshed. Sometime in the middle of night, I woke up to the sensation of her sucking on my cock. What followed was another good romp, where I fucked her senseless, missionary style, doggy style, and with her top also. We finally collapsed from our exertions, and I woke up refreshed early in the morning. I dressed quickly, and left her place, not wanting the neighbors to spot me coming out of her house so early in the morning.
Feeling rejuvenated from the terrific fucking I had had last night, I decided to do my daily exercises in the morning itself. After finishing my workout, I had a shower and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I made myself some breakfast of cornflakes and milk, and was just finishing my orange juice when the bell rang.
It was Pushpa and Rani, the two girls whom I had employed as maids a few days back. Pushpa, the young cock one, beamed at me when I opened the door; while Rani, the elder and darker one, just managed a shy smile when I looked at her. As I stepped back to let them in, Pushpa said to the other girl "Rani, tu ja kar bartan aur kapde dho ... mein jhadu or pota lagaati hoon..." As Rani walked into the kitchen obediently, Pushpa followed her swaying her hips in an exaggerated fashion. As my eyes followed the sway of her slender hips, she turned to look back at me and gave me one of her famous cock-teasing smiles, causing my cock to stiffen inside my shorts.
I went inside to my bedroom, and took off the shorts I was wearing. I removed the underwear that I was wearing inside my shorts, and then put on my shorts again without them. I picked up my walkman, and putting on the ear-phones, climbed on to my bed. I put up a few pillows against the head-rest of my bed, and sat down on the bed leaning my back against the pillow. Humming the tune of the song I was pretending to listen to, I picked up a magazine and began to flip through the pages.
Soon, Pushpa came into the room carrying a broom and the dusting pan. She was wearing a bottle-green ghagra and blouse, with a yellow choli tied across her upper body and waist. Seeing me, she smiled and settling down on her haunches, began to sweep the floor. I just continued to hum to myself and flip through the magazine while pretending to ignore her. I didn't want to give this cocky bitch too much attention. However, I kept an eye on her through the corner of my eyes as she went about her work. She had pulled up her ghagra above her knees, and as she squatted on her haunches sweeping the floor, I could see her thin brown skinned legs. A couple of times, she tried to make eye contact with me, but I just continued to pretend to read the magazine. Even after she finished sweeping the room and was heading out, she paused at the door for a moment and turned back to look at me. I just continued to ignore her, laughing inwardly to myself.
I could hear the sounds of the other girl Rani, washing clothes in the back yard. A few minutes later, Pushpa returned to my room carrying a pail of water and a mop. She dropped the bucket down with making a clanging sound, and once again settled down on her haunches to mop the floor. "The bitch is trying her best to attract my attention..." I thought to myself. From the corner of my eyes, I could see that this time she had pulled up her ghagra way above her knees, exposing much more of her skinny thighs than was necessary. As she came close the bed, and leaned forward to wipe under the bed, she consciously bumped against the bed in an attempt to get my attention. I just glanced at her and smiled casually, and continuing to hum to myself, went back to reading my magazine.
Finally, she dropped the mop on the floor and straightened her back, kneeling on the floor right next to where I was lying. Touching me on my arm, she shook me gently and asked "Saheb, aap gaana sun rahe ho... ?" I just smiled and nodded my head at her. Resting her elbows on the bed next to my hips, she leaned forward and said with a teasing smile "Saheb ... mujhe bhi gaana sunaao na..." I pretended not to hear, and taking off my ear phones, asked her "Kya boli tu?" "Saheb, mujhe bhi is par gaana sunaao na..." she said with a provocative pout on her lips, happy to have finally got my attention.
As she was resting her elbows on the bed next to my legs, her fingers were touching my bare thighs. Looking at me with the same seductive smile, she began to gently rub her fingers in circles on my muscular thighs, teasing the hair on them. Taking the cord of the ear-phones off my neck, I asked her "Gaana sunegi tu?" "Haan, sahib..." she replied, as she took her long braid of hair which was hanging in front of her left shoulder, in her hand, and pushed it behind her back. This caused the pallu of her choli to part at her neck, bringing into my view the neck of the slightly oversized bottle-green blouse she was wearing. As I looked down deliberately into the open neck of her loose blouse, I could see the pert mounds of her firm lemon sized tits. As I moved my gaze away slowly to her face, she bit her lips and smiled seductively at me again. "Boy, this bitch is asking for it..." I thought to myself.
Shifting on the bed, I made room for her, and patting the bed on my side, said to her "Aaja ... idhar baith tu..." She glanced apprehensively at the door when I said that. I could still hear the sounds of the other girl washing clothes in the back yard. Figuring it was safe for now; she got up and tentatively sat the edge of the bed, facing me. I took hold of her arm and pulled her roughly towards me. Making her sit on my left side with, I twisted her around so that she was sitting on the bed with her back towards me. Reaching around her from both sides, I put the ear-phones in her ear, and switched on the walkman. As the music began to play in her ears, she turned back to look at me, a broad grin adorning her thin angular face. "Arre wah ... yeh to kitna acchhaa sunai deta hai..." she exclaimed a bit loudly. I laughed and pulled her by her shoulder towards me, causing her to fall back against me, her back leaning against my torso, and her head resting on my left shoulder. She looked back up towards me with a twinkle in her eyes, even as she pulled her legs up and placed them on the bed, stretched out straight.
I could smell the stale smell of oil from her hair as she rested her head against my shoulder and settled back comfortable. In the position I was, I wrapped my left arm around her waist, and slid my hand under her choli, and placed them on her flat firm belly. As my fingers began to manipulate the taut skin on her belly, she squirmed against me and let out a soft giggle. Reaching out with my right hand, I began to tease the lobes of her ear and her neck with my fingers, causing her to squirm and giggle more. Her hands which were resting in her lap, slid down to rest on my thighs as she began to rub my thighs softly. I slid up my left hand, which was playing with her belly button under her choli, slid up slowly, and my palm closed around the pert little breasts over her loose blouse. As I squeezed her firm little tits, she let out a soft sight and pressed her back against me, her nails scbanging the skin of my thighs.
I lowered my chin and began to flick her earlobes with my tongue, causing her to jerk and squirm further. My right hand which was teasing her neck and shoulders, slid down into the slightly parted neck of her blouse and closed around her right breast. Her pert lemon sized tit fitted my palm perfectly, and as the small erect nub of her light brown nipple burned into my palm, I closed my palm around it and squeezed. She sighed again and closed her eyes, her lips parted slightly. At the same time I also slid my other hand, which was squeezing her other breast over the blouse, under the loose blouse, and cupped that one as well. As I began to massage young budding breasts with my hands, she let out a small moan and squeezing her thighs together, began to rub her feet against each other.
"Gaana acchhaa lag raha hai..." I asked her in a whisper, continuing the squeeze her lemons. "Haan sahib..." she whispered "mujhe bhi aisa ek laakar do na..." pointing to my walkman. "Laakar doonga..." I replied "par tu mere liye badle mein kya karegi?" I asked her teasingly. "Jo aap bolo, saheb..." she replied. Pointing to my cock which was sticking out like a pole under my shorts, I asked "Haath mein legi, isko?" "Haan sahib..." she breathed. "Moonh mein legi isko?" I aksed. "Umm ... haan, sahib..." she replied tentatively. My cock lurched when I heard that. Pinching her nipples, I whispered huskily in her ear "Pushpa, tu mujhse chudwayegi?" She stopped squirming when I said that, and her breath caught in her throat. After a brief pause, she replied meekly in a husky whisper "Haan saheb..." With a groan, I pressed her tighter to me, and taking her right hand in mine, placed it on the bulge of my cock standing straight up inside my shorts.
"Pushpa ... O Pushpa..." we heard Rani call out from the washing area in the back yard. "Haan Rani..." Pushpa answered back, sitting up with a jerk on the bed. "Kapde dho liye hai maine..." Rani called from the back yard, "tera kaam ho gaya... ?" "Nahi, abhi pocha laga rahin hoon main ... uske baad mujhe terrace bhi dhona hai ... tu jaa abhi Sarla bhabhi ke ghar par kaam shuru kar de ... main thodi der mein aati hoon..." Pushpa called back, looking back at me with an apprehensive look on her face. "Acchha theek hai ... main jaati hoon..." Rani answered. We heard the jingling of her anklets as she closed the back door and walked through the kitchen into the living room. As we heard the front door shut close, Pushpa relaxed and fell back against me.
With a groan, I wrapped my arms around her again and roughly crushed her breasts. She responded by closing her fist around my cock over my shorts and squeezed my hardness through it. Pushing the pallu of her choli off her shoulder, I exposed her young pert breasts in that loose fitting blouse. "Apna blouse khol, Pushpa..." I said in her ear. Without a word, she got up and extricated herself from my arms. She stood up, and standing near the bed facing me, took off her choli first.
As she dropped her choli on the bed, I admired her slim lithe body, clad only in her ghagra and blouse now, her long braid of hair hanging in front over her left shoulder. Standing there near the bed facing me, she looked me in the eye with that slow seductive smile of hers, and began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse. As the hooks of her blouse came open, she threw her braid over her shoulder to the back, and pulled off her blouse completely; baring her pert budding breasts to me.
A wave of arousal swept through me as I looked at her standing there, her hands hanging limply by her side, clad only in her green ghagra, those young mounds of her tits sticking out proudly on her slender chest. The little nubs of her nipples were erect, and were light brown in colour, with small areolas around them. As I stared at her small tits, a look of uncertainty crossed her face, and she asked me tentatively "Kya hua sahib ... aap ko acchhe nahi lage?" I remained quiet and just looked at her in the eyes. The smile disappeared off her face, and as she looked down at her little breasts, she said in sad voice "Mere bahut chhote hain na, sahib... " I still did not say anything. As I was enjoying torturing her, she lifted her eyes towards me and said in a halting voice "Rani ke mujhse bade hai ... aap chahe to main usko..." I cut her off and said in a firm voice "Idhar aa Pushpa..."
As she sat down tentatively on the bed next to me, I reached out and cupped her firm pert tits with both hands. Allowing a smile to come across my face, I looked into her face and said "Haan, tere chhote to hai ... lekin mujhe pasand hai..." Her face broke out into a big smile of relief and pleasure when she heard that, and her hand automatically went to my crotch and rested on my cock over my shorts. As my hands closed around her pert little tits and squeezed, she closed her eyes, and throwing her head backwards, hunched her shoulders together, in an attempt to squeeze her tits together.
Continuing to squeeze her lemon sized tits, and rolling her little nubbins between my thumb and my forefinger, I lifted my hips off the bed, and pulled down my shorts with one hand. My throbbing cock sprang into view, and stood to attention as I did that. Her gaze moved to my erect cock, and her eyes widened in surprise as my cock came into view, and stood swaying in front of her eyes. Her hands flew to her mouth, and her jaw dropped, as she whispered "Oh maa ... aapka to bahut bada hai sahib..." She reached out with her right hand and took my hard cock in her hand, feeling the girth of it.
As I felt her small slender fingers close around the thickness of my cock, I shuddered involuntarily. Because her hands were so small, they reached only up to the middle of my cock, giving me a moment of pride on the size of my cock. As I squeezed her firm tit-flesh one more time, she began to slide her small delicate hands up and down the length of my cock. The cheap glass bangles she wore on her wrists jingled as she began to stroke me with a practiced motion.
With a groan, I grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her roughly towards me, bringing her young tender breasts close to my face. As I opened my mouth, and flicked her little nipples with the tip of my tongue, a soft moan escaped her and her fingers involuntarily tightened around my cock. Clamping my mouth around her pert breast, I began to suck on them greedily; even a she began to stroke me faster. After sucking on both her tits for a while, I let go of her, allowing her to sit upright again. "Chal ab apna kaam shuru kar tu..." I ordered her gruffly. With a quick tentative smile, she leaned forward and began to tug at my t-shirt. I helped her pull it off.
To Be Continued...
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