14-02-2019, 12:24 PM
Mama-ji: Go ahead Beti… and don’t allow anything fatal to happen to me…
Me: O… okay Mama-ji… actually I tried to dry the area with my hand, but your… your juices Mama-ji are just continuously oozing out… so… so…. I think… this method can arrest it.
I could hardly finish my words that I quickly grabbed Mama-ji’s strapped lund with both hands and took my mouth to the tip and started tasting his precum! I was naturally quite excited and anxious doing this sort of a sexy job to a male who was not my husband and moreover it was “Mama-ji” whom I had always seen as a respected man in the family. It was impossible for me to even think of this in my wildest imaginations!
Mama-ji immediately applauded me with very encouraging words.
Mama-ji: You have hit the bull’s eye Bahurani! Very good! Ahhhhhhhhh….
Me: Umm… (just parting my lips off his naked penis) thanks Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: Please get it dry quickly Beti… I know you can do it! Ahhhhh….
Mama-ji must have been feeling at the top of the world because at this advanced age it was quite an impossible possibility for him to get his cock sucked by a woman, more so, as he decided to remain unmarried throughout his life.
Mama-ji: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… Bahurani… your lips are very soft and warm…. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…. it is really giving me much relief from the pain I had been suffering from!
Me: (again parting my lips from his cock) My pleasure Mama-ji…
Though I was not able to take his cock inside my mouth due to the string that I tied on it, but I was gently sucking the tip of his cock with my lips and was also at intervals protruding my tongue out to lick the precum that was gathering on his cock head. As I bent down to suck the tip of his cock and rested my elbows on his legs, my twin breasts naturally started to brush his hairy legs. Naturally I was getting weak physically and hence the sensation of my firm tits brushing on his body made me more horny. In fact within moments I was inclined to press them more affirmatively on Mama-ji’s naked hairy thighs.
My poor Mama-ji was of course unable to hide his prick which was getting stiffer and taut and he was stretching his whole body just to ease out the extreme sexual stimulation inside him especially at this age. Seeing his “pathetic” condition, I decided to go for a long, deep suck to pull out all his precum!
Me: Sssssssssssssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….. Aaaaahh!
I gasped for breath as my lips remained converged on his naked lund which was still leaking out copious amounts of sticky juice! Mama-ji produced a loud moan portraying that he was enjoying my sucking to the hilt! Though the string around his cock was making this a bit uncomfortable for me, but I decided not to untie it because it was the doctor’s order. Concurrently I could unmistakably feel Mama-ji’s cock growing and throbbing in sheer stimulation within my hand and I was also getting immensely charged up and pressed more of my blouse-covered heavy boob flesh onto his bare legs.
Mama-ji: Ahhh! You are doing a superb job Bahurani! I must admit that you have beaten my maid by a 100 yards… Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! What a relief!
I noticed Mama-ji was shuffling in his lying posture and was evidently quite uncomfortable with his lund still standing tall and upright strapped with my petticoat drawstring. I could even feel his fingers holding my shoulder digging in deep into my skin the moment I was starting to suck his cock head. Though I was feeling hot myself, but a sense of delight was also running in the background of my mind watching this elderly man’s elatedness. In fact I was driven to be naughtier and wanted to test his tolerance level! I held Mama-ji’s upright naked cock more tightly with my hands and started sucking the tip of his cock harder. Simultaneously I started teasing Mama-ji very mischievously trying to probe my watery tongue through his pink cock slit and stretching his foreskin to the sides with my fingers.
Mama-ji: Eiiiiiiiiii………..Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Mama-ji was gasping for breath now and was throwing his legs up in the air, though not violently, and was scratching my shoulder over my blouse trying to combat my lewd moves. I giggled and continued my act, but soon found that Mama-ji was now clearly trying to take advantage of the situation. As I continued to lick and suck his cock, I found Mama-ji was advancing his hand more towards my body! As I looked from the corner of my eye, I found my elderly relative had bent his torso more towards his waist in his lying posture so that he could enhance his reach.
Mama-ji: Ahhhhh… Beti… you are giving me so much relief from my acute pain you don’t even know…. you …. you are just doing an awesome job Bahurani…
As he uttered those words in a whispering tone I could feel his right hand fingers dropping inwards from my shoulder. Before I could take any precaution, I found his fingers creeping down my blouse fabric slipping into my naked upper breast area. I immediately adjusted my upper body slightly and stopped pressing my breasts onto his legs, but made sure that I did not raise my lips off his lund, otherwise Mama-ji might feel offended. But unfortunately that action proved ineffective to Mama-ji’s advancing fingers. They were now virtually crawling on my boob bulge and on my blouse front!
Me: Ummmmmmmmmmm….. Hhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuffffffffffffffffff…
Naturally I was feeling the heat with the male participating into the act. Till such time it was me who was teasing the old man, but now he was also reciprocating. Though I myself was also hugely elated, but our “relationship” stood as a wall in my mind. Afterall he was my “Mama-ji” – whatever I had been doing to him was a service to an ailing person. Yes, I was extracting pleasure out of it and Mama-ji might also have been doing the same, I didn’t know, but his problem was such, it was quite inevitable since it relates to his genitals. But now if I did not put a cease to things I might enter into the taboo zone! Mama-ji was already tracing my blouse front U-cut and touching my warm boob bulge and it would certainly get to a point of no return for me if I allow him to grab my breasts, more so with his stout naked cock dangling its head in front of my eyes.
Me: Sssssssssssssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusssssssssssshh hhhhhhhhh…
So with one deep long suck I tried to squeeze out all of Mama-ji’s precum!
Mama-ji: Uuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiii….. B-e-t-i…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!
I gasped and removed my lips off his cock head and immediately rubbed it dry pulling up the bedcover slightly. This time it indeed looked dry! My lips were glistening with Mama-ji’s sticky juices and each breath I took or exhaled was mingled with his strong pungent cock smell.
Me: Mama-ji… it… it looks dry now!
Mama-ji (still gasping): Ohh… really! Wah! Hmm…..
Mama-ji’s eyes were closed and his chest was going down rapidly below his tight vest. Naturally the condition of his lund was pathetic and seemed that it would burst out any moment with such a prolonged erection that too in strapped condition! My cock sucking, though not truly in the true sense, because I never took his whole cock in my mouth, had undeniably made him rather enlivened and restless. We both took some time to recompose ourselves and when there was some deceleration in my heart rate, I looked up at Mama-ji.
Mama-ji by that time had his hands on his lund and was caressing and coxing it. I was rather confused about how he was feeling exactly in such an elated condition with his lund tied up with a string! I could not stop my smile seeing the way the elderly man was soothing his stout cock with his fingers. I noted that his eyes were closed and he was trying to breathe normal.
Me: How are you feeling now Mama-ji? Somewhat better I guess!
Mama-ji: Yes Bahurani… your lips…. Your lips seem to have some magic in them or what? So much relief! Ahhhh…
I was obviously embarrassed by such a statement and looked down with a blushed face.
Mama-ji: Ahhh… your lips are so full and warm Bahurani… it felt so good…. And… and the way you s-u-c-k-e-d…. Aaaaaaaaaahhh… Just mind-blowing!
My head was naturally still down in feminine shyness and as I looked from the corner of my eye, I noticed Mama-ji was ogling at my butt area! I was immediately alert and as I looked down round my waist I was indeed shocked to note that my loose petticoat had slid down horribly from my waist crossing all limits of decency! It was in fact halfway down my buttocks and my meager panty was disgracefully exposed to this 60-year-old man!
Mama-ji: Oh! Bahurani! I almost forgot! Check the string once…. It seems to be loose… I must not remain like this at all… the string must be tightly tied… otherwise… otherwise I might just experience another nosebleed.
Though I heard Mama-ji saying to check the string on his lund, but I was naturally a bit more concerned regarding my exposed panty and ass and was immediately proactive to pull up my petticoat to my waistline and cover my big butts.
Mama-ji: Arre! Arree! Bahurani! What the hell are you up to? (his voice was rather stern and commanding) I am dying in fear of another nosebleed and you are concerned with your… damn it! Let me check myself!
I did not at all realize that Mama-ji could get offended so quickly by my behavior and was obviously puzzled for a moment. Seeing Mama-ji trying to get up to check the string on his penis, I got my senses.
Mama-ji: Ahhh…. Ahhhhhh…. Uhhhhh….
He was obviously in pain when he tried to get up from his lying posture. His face appeared pain stricken again and I immediately tried to stop him.
Me: Mama-ji… Mama-ji, please lie down… don’t try this…. Lie down!
Mama-ji naturally did not have the strength to sit up due to his acute hernia pain and I was easily able to hold him and placed his head again on bed.
Me: That’s better!
I realized that Mama-ji was rather offended that I did not pay attention to the string and was more keen to cover my body. I could apprehend that due to his ailing condition, he must have been restless and got irritated by my act. As I looked at Mama-ji I could see the dissatisfaction on his face. I lowered my eyelids and was cursing myself for my deviation. I tried to convince my mind that already for some seconds Mama-ji had seen my whole panty with my petticoat sliding down significantly down my ass and it was quite impossible also for me to keep it in place without the drawstring even at this juncture as I had pulled it up!
Me: Sorry Mama-ji! I… I should have been more careful about you…
I was checking the string tied on his naked penis and I could see there was some slackness in his manhood now (at last!), but the tip was again wet with juices leaking out.
Mama-ji: Huh! You seem to be ignorant of my condition… don’t you see how much I am suffering… only got a little relief by your sucking… but how could you be still focussed on your dress! Huh!
Me: Mama-ji… Mama-ji… please calm down… I am concerned only about you! Please believe me! And… and… had I been focussed on my dress, shall I stay like this in front of you…. without my sari? So… it was… I mean…
Mama-ji: But you just did that! I saw that… Bahurani, I expected a little bit more concentration on me in this state… shall I be wrong if I demand it?
Me: Not at all Mama-ji! And… and please don’t say like that Mama-ji… please…. I have all the regards for you… am… am really sorry Mama-ji… I should have been fully focussed on you only in this condition.
Mama-ji: Huh! You realized…. Anyway, its okay Bahurani…
As I apologized to the old man, I was concurrently tying the string tightly over Mama-ji’s semi-erect lund. As I touched and felt his naked dick again, I could well realize that Mama-ji’s lund was rapidly gaining in strength and rigidity. The momentary slackness had vanished and in no time his penis was back in its original stout and fully upright condition! I had to say I enjoyed that very much as any married woman would do and quickly re-tied his cock tightly with my petticoat string.
Mama-ji: Ahhh… a bit loose…. Uhhhhh… that’s better…. Ahhhhh…. Fine, fine!
Me: Done Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: Don’t leave the end loose Beti… make sure to strap over my balls also!
Me: What?
Mama-ji: Don’t be surprised Bahurani…. hernia actually involves the male testes… so you must tie my balls also, but just be careful not to hurt me. The area is very, very sore and tender… Ahhhhhhhhhh…..
I did not want to argue after what happened just now and just followed his command. I took Mama-ji’s sagged balls in my left palm and started strapping the remainder of the string on it. It was indeed an awesome job and the feel was so weird that I was as if having a sexual wave running through my whole body!
Mama-ji: Ooouuuuuucccccchhhhhhhhhh!
Me: Oh! Sorry Mama-ji… Let me loosen it a bit…
I almost smiled hearing his exclamation, but somehow managed to cover it between my lips. As I touched and felt Mama-ji’s balls, I could easily comprehend that they were quite a handful (at least in comparison to my hubby’s) and they descended quite a bit below his penis! The hairs around it were grayish, obviously due to Mama-ji’s advanced age, but the soft and sagged touch of his two balls was just amazing! Tying his balls might sound easy, but it was a tricky task, but I managed to complete it without much fuss!
Mama-ji: Ahhh! Now I can breathe a little more easily Beti as the doctor’s prescription is more or less followed in toto though one last part is still pending.
Me: Pending? What Mama-ji?
I was obviously quite apprehensive and at the same time very much conscious that Mama-ji should not feel in any way that I was not concentrating on him. For that reason even when I noticed that the side-cut of my panty was visible along with my naked butt outside my loose petticoat, I did not try to cover it!
Mama-ji: The doctor said the blood flow has to be controlled…. Ahhhhhhh….. And for that this strapping and additionally now you will have to help me a little bit more Beti…
Me: With pleasure Mama-ji… all I want is that you get well soon. (Due to my consciousness working at the back of my mind, I responded almost instantaneously)
Mama-ji: Thanks Beti… yes, if we can take all the precautions at correct junctures I hope the pain would subside on its own as had happened previously also.
Mama-ji paused and looked at my eyes. I just smiled like a fool! I was feeling immensely embarrassed to sit like that with my panty partially exposed to this man. Since Mama-ji reacted to my previous act, I was not able to gather enough courage to pull up my loose petticoat also!
Mama-ji: Ahhhhhhhhh! You have strapped me so tightly…. Ufffffffff….
Me: Shall I loosen it?
Mama-ji: No, no. Doctor asked for a tight strap on my lund and balls and that’s what you have done Beti! Good job!
I dropped my eyelids in natural shame as Mama-ji used the word “lund” and smiled shyly.
Mama-ji: Now Bahurani I will give you a little more pain, but its easy to do.
Me: Pain? Not at all Mama-ji…
Mama-ji: You need to stand on my legs…. Just stand and do nothing… this would actually control the blood pressure somewhat in my legs you know… I don’t know if you have ever given this sort of leg massage to Rajesh….
Me: Yes, yes… I have given him once or twice!
Mama-ji: Oh! Then it should not be…… Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I am already feeling pain in my legs! O My God! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! It’s so acute… Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Mama-ji’s whole body arched and got crooked in pain. His face depicted immense pain from which he was suddenly suffering from. I obviously was a bit startled and felt more nervous!
Mama-ji: Be quick Bahurani… there’s no time! Quick!
He almost yelled and I was so nervous that I quickly stood up from my sitting position forgetting completely that my petticoat was not tied at my waist!
Me: Eiiiii! Oouucchh!
The resultant was very much expected! It was so, so embarrassing that my whole face turned crimson and there were goosebump all over my body! As soon as I stood up on the bed, there was a silent “wooooooooossshhhh…” and my petticoat slipped down completely from my waist to my feet giving me absolutely no chance whatsoever to react and save my dignity. My lower portion got fully exposed before Mama-ji’s eyes. Thank God that I was wearing my panty inside, otherwise I would surely have to flee from the room to cover myself.
My condition was just indescribable and was so pathetic standing like that in front of this 60-year-old man and that too on the bed! It was just too much! But I had to digest this disgrace considering Mama-ji’s serious ailing condition and the way he reacted the last time. As I looked at his face, I noticed he was simply gaping at my shapely naked legs, which were hairless and appeared shinny butter-colored in broad daylight. My thighs were indeed very dense, very much developed and appeared extremely sexy in uncovered condition. Naturally I was feeling tremendously uncomfortable as I was facing Mama-ji and there was only this triangular cloth cover of my panty covering my hairy choot! I dared to look down as I feared that my bush was so dense that one or two of my choot hairs must be peeping out through my panty!
Mama-ji: Uhhhh…. Ahhhhhhh…. My legs.… Uhhhhhhh! Bahurani, a second’s squander will kill me…. Uhhhhhhhhh!
There was no question of wasting time with the elderly man suffering so much. His penis and balls were still strapped tightly with the string, which I had done only! I quickly stepped on his right leg and doing some balancing act kept my other foot also on his leg. Thus I was now standing fully on Mama-ji’s legs dressed almost in a two-piece! Naturally my blouse and panty appeared rather skimpy and inadequate on my voluptuous well developed body. Things were all the more worse for me as Mama-ji was lying on the bed and was looking at me from a very indecent angle and there was no way I could avoid that.
Mama-ji was looking at me so directly that I had to close my eyes in sheer embarrassment and I could sense Mama-ji’s eyes as if licking my silky naked thighs and trying to enter into the insides of my panty! I didn’t know how much blood pressure I was controlling for Mama-ji, but the way I was standing on his legs on the bed dressed in only a blouse and a panty was surely a killer pose!
Mama-ji: Ahh! Ohhh! Uiii! Ahhh! Uhhh! Aaaahhiiiiii!
Suddenly there were quite a few very sharp and painful yells from Mama-ji and I could no longer keep my eyes closed. I saw Mama-ji was struggling hard on bed, his whole body was writhing again, his torso was bending inward and he was feverishly scratching his hands on the bed cover. I was confused for a second but quickly gathered that Mama-ji must have been once again experiencing the spasm attack.
Mama-ji: Ooooooooooohhhhhoooooohhooooooooo!
His face was getting crooked in pain and he was throwing his head up on the bed quite feverishly. Naturally I was pretty much anxious and quickly tried to attend Mama-ji. But as soon as I descended off his legs, Mama-ji started throwing his legs up in the air and I had to virtually protect myself from getting kicked! I quickly went towards his head and he was evidently in a very restless state. His hands were scratching and scbanging over the bed-sheet feverishly and I was literally confused what exactly to do.
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji! Please calm down! Please…. Where are you getting the pain? Please tell something!
But there was no response from Mama-ji as he continued to be in that spasm spell and jerked his head to and fro scratching the bed cover with his hands. As I observed him closely it seemed to be me that he desperately wanted to grab something in his hands the way he was scratching the bed. I was prompt enough to get the pillow and place under his left palm. I was surely not wrong, but I was rather shocked the way Mama-ji started squeezing the pillow within his palm. The way his fingers clutched the soft cotton of the pillow, the way his palm hollowed and pressed on the pillow, and his very approach about the squeezing was so indecent! It clearly resembled as if Mama-ji was squeezing a woman’s breast!
Mama-ji: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
Suddenly Mama-ji was absolutely standstill and from the sound he made it seemed to me that as if something stuck in his throat!
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji! What happened? Are you okay?
Mama-ji was stiff as a rock! His eyes were still and he was not moving a muscle! Naturally I was extremely nervous seeing Mama-ji in that sudden static condition!
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji! What happened? Please speak up! Mama-ji!
My heart rate was increasing by leaps and bounds seeing Mama-ji was not reacting to my call. I was almost perplexed in my sheer anxiety. I held Mama-ji’s shoulders and started jerking him for a rejoinder. I was sweating quite profusely now seeing Mama-ji in a speechless inanimate condition.
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji!
I checked his nose to see if there were further nosebleeds, but fortunately there was none. I looked around for help and noticed a glass of water on the adjacent table. I immediately sprinkled some water on his face and that did the miracle!
Mama-ji: A-a-a-h-h-h!
As soon as I heard some response from him, I started gently rubbing his face with my wet hand and also started rubbing his chest. I could sense that Mama-ji was getting back to his senses, but the progress was very slow. I could only hear some soft murmurs from his mouth, but his body continued to be stiff and still. I took his right hand in my hands and started rubbing the palm and then repeated the same for his left hand. Fortunately his hands were warm and felt more or less normal.
Mama-ji: O-o-o-o-h-h-h-h-h-h!
Mama-ji was indeed responding more positively now and I could see a mild movement in his legs also. I also noticed that his naked penis had started dangling in the air as soon as I had begun to rub his palms. But though Mama-ji was clearly getting back his senses, unfortunately he did not recover fully from the spasm he was experiencing and in fact his whole body started jerking and reacting the same way where he had left.
Me: Ouch!!! Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
Me: O… okay Mama-ji… actually I tried to dry the area with my hand, but your… your juices Mama-ji are just continuously oozing out… so… so…. I think… this method can arrest it.
I could hardly finish my words that I quickly grabbed Mama-ji’s strapped lund with both hands and took my mouth to the tip and started tasting his precum! I was naturally quite excited and anxious doing this sort of a sexy job to a male who was not my husband and moreover it was “Mama-ji” whom I had always seen as a respected man in the family. It was impossible for me to even think of this in my wildest imaginations!
Mama-ji immediately applauded me with very encouraging words.
Mama-ji: You have hit the bull’s eye Bahurani! Very good! Ahhhhhhhhh….
Me: Umm… (just parting my lips off his naked penis) thanks Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: Please get it dry quickly Beti… I know you can do it! Ahhhhh….
Mama-ji must have been feeling at the top of the world because at this advanced age it was quite an impossible possibility for him to get his cock sucked by a woman, more so, as he decided to remain unmarried throughout his life.
Mama-ji: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… Bahurani… your lips are very soft and warm…. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…. it is really giving me much relief from the pain I had been suffering from!
Me: (again parting my lips from his cock) My pleasure Mama-ji…
Though I was not able to take his cock inside my mouth due to the string that I tied on it, but I was gently sucking the tip of his cock with my lips and was also at intervals protruding my tongue out to lick the precum that was gathering on his cock head. As I bent down to suck the tip of his cock and rested my elbows on his legs, my twin breasts naturally started to brush his hairy legs. Naturally I was getting weak physically and hence the sensation of my firm tits brushing on his body made me more horny. In fact within moments I was inclined to press them more affirmatively on Mama-ji’s naked hairy thighs.
My poor Mama-ji was of course unable to hide his prick which was getting stiffer and taut and he was stretching his whole body just to ease out the extreme sexual stimulation inside him especially at this age. Seeing his “pathetic” condition, I decided to go for a long, deep suck to pull out all his precum!
Me: Sssssssssssssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….. Aaaaahh!
I gasped for breath as my lips remained converged on his naked lund which was still leaking out copious amounts of sticky juice! Mama-ji produced a loud moan portraying that he was enjoying my sucking to the hilt! Though the string around his cock was making this a bit uncomfortable for me, but I decided not to untie it because it was the doctor’s order. Concurrently I could unmistakably feel Mama-ji’s cock growing and throbbing in sheer stimulation within my hand and I was also getting immensely charged up and pressed more of my blouse-covered heavy boob flesh onto his bare legs.
Mama-ji: Ahhh! You are doing a superb job Bahurani! I must admit that you have beaten my maid by a 100 yards… Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! What a relief!
I noticed Mama-ji was shuffling in his lying posture and was evidently quite uncomfortable with his lund still standing tall and upright strapped with my petticoat drawstring. I could even feel his fingers holding my shoulder digging in deep into my skin the moment I was starting to suck his cock head. Though I was feeling hot myself, but a sense of delight was also running in the background of my mind watching this elderly man’s elatedness. In fact I was driven to be naughtier and wanted to test his tolerance level! I held Mama-ji’s upright naked cock more tightly with my hands and started sucking the tip of his cock harder. Simultaneously I started teasing Mama-ji very mischievously trying to probe my watery tongue through his pink cock slit and stretching his foreskin to the sides with my fingers.
Mama-ji: Eiiiiiiiiii………..Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Mama-ji was gasping for breath now and was throwing his legs up in the air, though not violently, and was scratching my shoulder over my blouse trying to combat my lewd moves. I giggled and continued my act, but soon found that Mama-ji was now clearly trying to take advantage of the situation. As I continued to lick and suck his cock, I found Mama-ji was advancing his hand more towards my body! As I looked from the corner of my eye, I found my elderly relative had bent his torso more towards his waist in his lying posture so that he could enhance his reach.
Mama-ji: Ahhhhh… Beti… you are giving me so much relief from my acute pain you don’t even know…. you …. you are just doing an awesome job Bahurani…
As he uttered those words in a whispering tone I could feel his right hand fingers dropping inwards from my shoulder. Before I could take any precaution, I found his fingers creeping down my blouse fabric slipping into my naked upper breast area. I immediately adjusted my upper body slightly and stopped pressing my breasts onto his legs, but made sure that I did not raise my lips off his lund, otherwise Mama-ji might feel offended. But unfortunately that action proved ineffective to Mama-ji’s advancing fingers. They were now virtually crawling on my boob bulge and on my blouse front!
Me: Ummmmmmmmmmm….. Hhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuffffffffffffffffff…
Naturally I was feeling the heat with the male participating into the act. Till such time it was me who was teasing the old man, but now he was also reciprocating. Though I myself was also hugely elated, but our “relationship” stood as a wall in my mind. Afterall he was my “Mama-ji” – whatever I had been doing to him was a service to an ailing person. Yes, I was extracting pleasure out of it and Mama-ji might also have been doing the same, I didn’t know, but his problem was such, it was quite inevitable since it relates to his genitals. But now if I did not put a cease to things I might enter into the taboo zone! Mama-ji was already tracing my blouse front U-cut and touching my warm boob bulge and it would certainly get to a point of no return for me if I allow him to grab my breasts, more so with his stout naked cock dangling its head in front of my eyes.
Me: Sssssssssssssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusssssssssssshh hhhhhhhhh…
So with one deep long suck I tried to squeeze out all of Mama-ji’s precum!
Mama-ji: Uuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiii….. B-e-t-i…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!
I gasped and removed my lips off his cock head and immediately rubbed it dry pulling up the bedcover slightly. This time it indeed looked dry! My lips were glistening with Mama-ji’s sticky juices and each breath I took or exhaled was mingled with his strong pungent cock smell.
Me: Mama-ji… it… it looks dry now!
Mama-ji (still gasping): Ohh… really! Wah! Hmm…..
Mama-ji’s eyes were closed and his chest was going down rapidly below his tight vest. Naturally the condition of his lund was pathetic and seemed that it would burst out any moment with such a prolonged erection that too in strapped condition! My cock sucking, though not truly in the true sense, because I never took his whole cock in my mouth, had undeniably made him rather enlivened and restless. We both took some time to recompose ourselves and when there was some deceleration in my heart rate, I looked up at Mama-ji.
Mama-ji by that time had his hands on his lund and was caressing and coxing it. I was rather confused about how he was feeling exactly in such an elated condition with his lund tied up with a string! I could not stop my smile seeing the way the elderly man was soothing his stout cock with his fingers. I noted that his eyes were closed and he was trying to breathe normal.
Me: How are you feeling now Mama-ji? Somewhat better I guess!
Mama-ji: Yes Bahurani… your lips…. Your lips seem to have some magic in them or what? So much relief! Ahhhh…
I was obviously embarrassed by such a statement and looked down with a blushed face.
Mama-ji: Ahhh… your lips are so full and warm Bahurani… it felt so good…. And… and the way you s-u-c-k-e-d…. Aaaaaaaaaahhh… Just mind-blowing!
My head was naturally still down in feminine shyness and as I looked from the corner of my eye, I noticed Mama-ji was ogling at my butt area! I was immediately alert and as I looked down round my waist I was indeed shocked to note that my loose petticoat had slid down horribly from my waist crossing all limits of decency! It was in fact halfway down my buttocks and my meager panty was disgracefully exposed to this 60-year-old man!
Mama-ji: Oh! Bahurani! I almost forgot! Check the string once…. It seems to be loose… I must not remain like this at all… the string must be tightly tied… otherwise… otherwise I might just experience another nosebleed.
Though I heard Mama-ji saying to check the string on his lund, but I was naturally a bit more concerned regarding my exposed panty and ass and was immediately proactive to pull up my petticoat to my waistline and cover my big butts.
Mama-ji: Arre! Arree! Bahurani! What the hell are you up to? (his voice was rather stern and commanding) I am dying in fear of another nosebleed and you are concerned with your… damn it! Let me check myself!
I did not at all realize that Mama-ji could get offended so quickly by my behavior and was obviously puzzled for a moment. Seeing Mama-ji trying to get up to check the string on his penis, I got my senses.
Mama-ji: Ahhh…. Ahhhhhh…. Uhhhhh….
He was obviously in pain when he tried to get up from his lying posture. His face appeared pain stricken again and I immediately tried to stop him.
Me: Mama-ji… Mama-ji, please lie down… don’t try this…. Lie down!
Mama-ji naturally did not have the strength to sit up due to his acute hernia pain and I was easily able to hold him and placed his head again on bed.
Me: That’s better!
I realized that Mama-ji was rather offended that I did not pay attention to the string and was more keen to cover my body. I could apprehend that due to his ailing condition, he must have been restless and got irritated by my act. As I looked at Mama-ji I could see the dissatisfaction on his face. I lowered my eyelids and was cursing myself for my deviation. I tried to convince my mind that already for some seconds Mama-ji had seen my whole panty with my petticoat sliding down significantly down my ass and it was quite impossible also for me to keep it in place without the drawstring even at this juncture as I had pulled it up!
Me: Sorry Mama-ji! I… I should have been more careful about you…
I was checking the string tied on his naked penis and I could see there was some slackness in his manhood now (at last!), but the tip was again wet with juices leaking out.
Mama-ji: Huh! You seem to be ignorant of my condition… don’t you see how much I am suffering… only got a little relief by your sucking… but how could you be still focussed on your dress! Huh!
Me: Mama-ji… Mama-ji… please calm down… I am concerned only about you! Please believe me! And… and… had I been focussed on my dress, shall I stay like this in front of you…. without my sari? So… it was… I mean…
Mama-ji: But you just did that! I saw that… Bahurani, I expected a little bit more concentration on me in this state… shall I be wrong if I demand it?
Me: Not at all Mama-ji! And… and please don’t say like that Mama-ji… please…. I have all the regards for you… am… am really sorry Mama-ji… I should have been fully focussed on you only in this condition.
Mama-ji: Huh! You realized…. Anyway, its okay Bahurani…
As I apologized to the old man, I was concurrently tying the string tightly over Mama-ji’s semi-erect lund. As I touched and felt his naked dick again, I could well realize that Mama-ji’s lund was rapidly gaining in strength and rigidity. The momentary slackness had vanished and in no time his penis was back in its original stout and fully upright condition! I had to say I enjoyed that very much as any married woman would do and quickly re-tied his cock tightly with my petticoat string.
Mama-ji: Ahhh… a bit loose…. Uhhhhh… that’s better…. Ahhhhh…. Fine, fine!
Me: Done Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: Don’t leave the end loose Beti… make sure to strap over my balls also!
Me: What?
Mama-ji: Don’t be surprised Bahurani…. hernia actually involves the male testes… so you must tie my balls also, but just be careful not to hurt me. The area is very, very sore and tender… Ahhhhhhhhhh…..
I did not want to argue after what happened just now and just followed his command. I took Mama-ji’s sagged balls in my left palm and started strapping the remainder of the string on it. It was indeed an awesome job and the feel was so weird that I was as if having a sexual wave running through my whole body!
Mama-ji: Ooouuuuuucccccchhhhhhhhhh!
Me: Oh! Sorry Mama-ji… Let me loosen it a bit…
I almost smiled hearing his exclamation, but somehow managed to cover it between my lips. As I touched and felt Mama-ji’s balls, I could easily comprehend that they were quite a handful (at least in comparison to my hubby’s) and they descended quite a bit below his penis! The hairs around it were grayish, obviously due to Mama-ji’s advanced age, but the soft and sagged touch of his two balls was just amazing! Tying his balls might sound easy, but it was a tricky task, but I managed to complete it without much fuss!
Mama-ji: Ahhh! Now I can breathe a little more easily Beti as the doctor’s prescription is more or less followed in toto though one last part is still pending.
Me: Pending? What Mama-ji?
I was obviously quite apprehensive and at the same time very much conscious that Mama-ji should not feel in any way that I was not concentrating on him. For that reason even when I noticed that the side-cut of my panty was visible along with my naked butt outside my loose petticoat, I did not try to cover it!
Mama-ji: The doctor said the blood flow has to be controlled…. Ahhhhhhh….. And for that this strapping and additionally now you will have to help me a little bit more Beti…
Me: With pleasure Mama-ji… all I want is that you get well soon. (Due to my consciousness working at the back of my mind, I responded almost instantaneously)
Mama-ji: Thanks Beti… yes, if we can take all the precautions at correct junctures I hope the pain would subside on its own as had happened previously also.
Mama-ji paused and looked at my eyes. I just smiled like a fool! I was feeling immensely embarrassed to sit like that with my panty partially exposed to this man. Since Mama-ji reacted to my previous act, I was not able to gather enough courage to pull up my loose petticoat also!
Mama-ji: Ahhhhhhhhh! You have strapped me so tightly…. Ufffffffff….
Me: Shall I loosen it?
Mama-ji: No, no. Doctor asked for a tight strap on my lund and balls and that’s what you have done Beti! Good job!
I dropped my eyelids in natural shame as Mama-ji used the word “lund” and smiled shyly.
Mama-ji: Now Bahurani I will give you a little more pain, but its easy to do.
Me: Pain? Not at all Mama-ji…
Mama-ji: You need to stand on my legs…. Just stand and do nothing… this would actually control the blood pressure somewhat in my legs you know… I don’t know if you have ever given this sort of leg massage to Rajesh….
Me: Yes, yes… I have given him once or twice!
Mama-ji: Oh! Then it should not be…… Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I am already feeling pain in my legs! O My God! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! It’s so acute… Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Mama-ji’s whole body arched and got crooked in pain. His face depicted immense pain from which he was suddenly suffering from. I obviously was a bit startled and felt more nervous!
Mama-ji: Be quick Bahurani… there’s no time! Quick!
He almost yelled and I was so nervous that I quickly stood up from my sitting position forgetting completely that my petticoat was not tied at my waist!
Me: Eiiiii! Oouucchh!
The resultant was very much expected! It was so, so embarrassing that my whole face turned crimson and there were goosebump all over my body! As soon as I stood up on the bed, there was a silent “wooooooooossshhhh…” and my petticoat slipped down completely from my waist to my feet giving me absolutely no chance whatsoever to react and save my dignity. My lower portion got fully exposed before Mama-ji’s eyes. Thank God that I was wearing my panty inside, otherwise I would surely have to flee from the room to cover myself.
My condition was just indescribable and was so pathetic standing like that in front of this 60-year-old man and that too on the bed! It was just too much! But I had to digest this disgrace considering Mama-ji’s serious ailing condition and the way he reacted the last time. As I looked at his face, I noticed he was simply gaping at my shapely naked legs, which were hairless and appeared shinny butter-colored in broad daylight. My thighs were indeed very dense, very much developed and appeared extremely sexy in uncovered condition. Naturally I was feeling tremendously uncomfortable as I was facing Mama-ji and there was only this triangular cloth cover of my panty covering my hairy choot! I dared to look down as I feared that my bush was so dense that one or two of my choot hairs must be peeping out through my panty!
Mama-ji: Uhhhh…. Ahhhhhhh…. My legs.… Uhhhhhhh! Bahurani, a second’s squander will kill me…. Uhhhhhhhhh!
There was no question of wasting time with the elderly man suffering so much. His penis and balls were still strapped tightly with the string, which I had done only! I quickly stepped on his right leg and doing some balancing act kept my other foot also on his leg. Thus I was now standing fully on Mama-ji’s legs dressed almost in a two-piece! Naturally my blouse and panty appeared rather skimpy and inadequate on my voluptuous well developed body. Things were all the more worse for me as Mama-ji was lying on the bed and was looking at me from a very indecent angle and there was no way I could avoid that.
Mama-ji was looking at me so directly that I had to close my eyes in sheer embarrassment and I could sense Mama-ji’s eyes as if licking my silky naked thighs and trying to enter into the insides of my panty! I didn’t know how much blood pressure I was controlling for Mama-ji, but the way I was standing on his legs on the bed dressed in only a blouse and a panty was surely a killer pose!
Mama-ji: Ahh! Ohhh! Uiii! Ahhh! Uhhh! Aaaahhiiiiii!
Suddenly there were quite a few very sharp and painful yells from Mama-ji and I could no longer keep my eyes closed. I saw Mama-ji was struggling hard on bed, his whole body was writhing again, his torso was bending inward and he was feverishly scratching his hands on the bed cover. I was confused for a second but quickly gathered that Mama-ji must have been once again experiencing the spasm attack.
Mama-ji: Ooooooooooohhhhhoooooohhooooooooo!
His face was getting crooked in pain and he was throwing his head up on the bed quite feverishly. Naturally I was pretty much anxious and quickly tried to attend Mama-ji. But as soon as I descended off his legs, Mama-ji started throwing his legs up in the air and I had to virtually protect myself from getting kicked! I quickly went towards his head and he was evidently in a very restless state. His hands were scratching and scbanging over the bed-sheet feverishly and I was literally confused what exactly to do.
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji! Please calm down! Please…. Where are you getting the pain? Please tell something!
But there was no response from Mama-ji as he continued to be in that spasm spell and jerked his head to and fro scratching the bed cover with his hands. As I observed him closely it seemed to be me that he desperately wanted to grab something in his hands the way he was scratching the bed. I was prompt enough to get the pillow and place under his left palm. I was surely not wrong, but I was rather shocked the way Mama-ji started squeezing the pillow within his palm. The way his fingers clutched the soft cotton of the pillow, the way his palm hollowed and pressed on the pillow, and his very approach about the squeezing was so indecent! It clearly resembled as if Mama-ji was squeezing a woman’s breast!
Mama-ji: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
Suddenly Mama-ji was absolutely standstill and from the sound he made it seemed to me that as if something stuck in his throat!
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji! What happened? Are you okay?
Mama-ji was stiff as a rock! His eyes were still and he was not moving a muscle! Naturally I was extremely nervous seeing Mama-ji in that sudden static condition!
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji! What happened? Please speak up! Mama-ji!
My heart rate was increasing by leaps and bounds seeing Mama-ji was not reacting to my call. I was almost perplexed in my sheer anxiety. I held Mama-ji’s shoulders and started jerking him for a rejoinder. I was sweating quite profusely now seeing Mama-ji in a speechless inanimate condition.
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji!
I checked his nose to see if there were further nosebleeds, but fortunately there was none. I looked around for help and noticed a glass of water on the adjacent table. I immediately sprinkled some water on his face and that did the miracle!
Mama-ji: A-a-a-h-h-h!
As soon as I heard some response from him, I started gently rubbing his face with my wet hand and also started rubbing his chest. I could sense that Mama-ji was getting back to his senses, but the progress was very slow. I could only hear some soft murmurs from his mouth, but his body continued to be stiff and still. I took his right hand in my hands and started rubbing the palm and then repeated the same for his left hand. Fortunately his hands were warm and felt more or less normal.
Mama-ji: O-o-o-o-h-h-h-h-h-h!
Mama-ji was indeed responding more positively now and I could see a mild movement in his legs also. I also noticed that his naked penis had started dangling in the air as soon as I had begun to rub his palms. But though Mama-ji was clearly getting back his senses, unfortunately he did not recover fully from the spasm he was experiencing and in fact his whole body started jerking and reacting the same way where he had left.
Me: Ouch!!! Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
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