09-04-2020, 03:48 AM
Me: Nehi Chacha-ji... aisi koi deliberate koshish to mujhe nahi lagta hai ki wo karta hai... (I nodded my head negatively) ...par kabhi anjaane mein usne mere mam... err... I mean... mere breasts choo bhi liya hoga to maine... (I inverted my lips) err... maine notice nahi kiya.
Chacha-ji thought for a while, looked down at the open book where the picture of a plump woman’s naked breasts advertised vividly, and then nodded his head.
Chacha-ji: Par Beti... now that you know that Ram is pretty much adult... I mean in his mind... you have to be mindful... So, next time jab who front side se tumhare badan se chipke to dhyan dena wo jarur tumhare mamme ko chhoone ki koshish karta hoga.
I was not that shameless to maintain eye contact with Chacha-hi while conversing these things. I looked down.
Me: Thik hai... main dhyan rakhoongi.
I was myself surprised that how easily I was chatting with my elderly landlord about such “personal and intimate” topics”. The porn book was still open on Chacha-ji’s lap and I wondered if he already had a hard-on inside his pajama talking like that to me! Chacha-ji must have noticed that I was not at all mindful of his foul and direct language and my shyness was drying off the more I conversed on that topic! And this must have pleased and encouraged the perverted man to go further.
Chacha-ji: Aur ek baat Beti... since we are discussing this in detail... I just want to make you aware of Ram’s another intent which is natural for his growing age.
Me: Wo kya Chacha-ji? .
Chacha-ji: Beti tumhe ye bhi notice karna hai ke jab Ram peechhe se tumse chipaka hai, to kya woh apni rod tumhare pichhwade se lagata hai ki nahi....you know...
I was simply shocked and speechless listening to that especially the very normal and calm way Chacha-ji shared that to me! My lips parted portraying my exclaimed state and immediately my eyes dropped and my ears turned red hot, again. I was feeling extremely embarrassed to such direct foul language and started breathing heavily. Whilst I tried to recover from what he said, I missed out Chacha-ji’ face... which depicted an unashamed animal hidden inside him and the amount of perverted pleasure he was extracting using such vulgar and direct words to me describing my anatomy!
Chacha-ji closed the book and to my utter disbelief I noticed a tent-like structure inside his pajama illustrating his erect penis! As I searched for a reply I noted that he very openly scratched and caressed his hardened cock inside his pajama! Seeing no protest and objection from my end regarding his obscene language, Chacha-ji went a degree higher!
Chacha-ji (opening the porn book again): Dekho Beti... ye photo dekho! Is mei ek ladka apni jawan mom ko chod raha hai...
He brought forward that picture right in front of my eyes and even though I did not want to look at it, but inadvertently my eyes followed the picture and I kept staring at that obscene pic. In fact I was not able to nullify my elated state nor could I forget Chacha-ji’s stimulated condition which he could not hide and got portrayed through his erect cock inside his dress.
The fact remained that I was out of any physical contact with my husband for the last two months, in fact the time when the problem started in his factory we were not having conjugal life. Later when he started drinking also, there was no question of getting close to him, but unknowingly my body had the thirst in a hidden state which I could easily realize today when Chacha-ji entwined me in this lewd chat session.
Chacha-ji again adjusted his upright cock inside his pajama with his left hand... that too directly in front of me as he himself was must be quite aroused with this conversation. I had to try to get out of this because I was quite nervous now where this conversation would lead me to!
Me: Err... Chacha-ji... ab humein kya karna chahiye?
Chacha-ji: Kuch nahi! We must not do anything that raises suspicion in Ram and he starts doing things differently... you know... that’s the last thing you would want as a mother... isn’t it?
Me: Ji...
Chacha-ji thought for a while, looked down at the open book where the picture of a plump woman’s naked breasts advertised vividly, and then nodded his head.
Chacha-ji: Par Beti... now that you know that Ram is pretty much adult... I mean in his mind... you have to be mindful... So, next time jab who front side se tumhare badan se chipke to dhyan dena wo jarur tumhare mamme ko chhoone ki koshish karta hoga.
I was not that shameless to maintain eye contact with Chacha-hi while conversing these things. I looked down.
Me: Thik hai... main dhyan rakhoongi.
I was myself surprised that how easily I was chatting with my elderly landlord about such “personal and intimate” topics”. The porn book was still open on Chacha-ji’s lap and I wondered if he already had a hard-on inside his pajama talking like that to me! Chacha-ji must have noticed that I was not at all mindful of his foul and direct language and my shyness was drying off the more I conversed on that topic! And this must have pleased and encouraged the perverted man to go further.
Chacha-ji: Aur ek baat Beti... since we are discussing this in detail... I just want to make you aware of Ram’s another intent which is natural for his growing age.
Me: Wo kya Chacha-ji? .
Chacha-ji: Beti tumhe ye bhi notice karna hai ke jab Ram peechhe se tumse chipaka hai, to kya woh apni rod tumhare pichhwade se lagata hai ki nahi....you know...
I was simply shocked and speechless listening to that especially the very normal and calm way Chacha-ji shared that to me! My lips parted portraying my exclaimed state and immediately my eyes dropped and my ears turned red hot, again. I was feeling extremely embarrassed to such direct foul language and started breathing heavily. Whilst I tried to recover from what he said, I missed out Chacha-ji’ face... which depicted an unashamed animal hidden inside him and the amount of perverted pleasure he was extracting using such vulgar and direct words to me describing my anatomy!
Chacha-ji closed the book and to my utter disbelief I noticed a tent-like structure inside his pajama illustrating his erect penis! As I searched for a reply I noted that he very openly scratched and caressed his hardened cock inside his pajama! Seeing no protest and objection from my end regarding his obscene language, Chacha-ji went a degree higher!
Chacha-ji (opening the porn book again): Dekho Beti... ye photo dekho! Is mei ek ladka apni jawan mom ko chod raha hai...
He brought forward that picture right in front of my eyes and even though I did not want to look at it, but inadvertently my eyes followed the picture and I kept staring at that obscene pic. In fact I was not able to nullify my elated state nor could I forget Chacha-ji’s stimulated condition which he could not hide and got portrayed through his erect cock inside his dress.
The fact remained that I was out of any physical contact with my husband for the last two months, in fact the time when the problem started in his factory we were not having conjugal life. Later when he started drinking also, there was no question of getting close to him, but unknowingly my body had the thirst in a hidden state which I could easily realize today when Chacha-ji entwined me in this lewd chat session.
Chacha-ji again adjusted his upright cock inside his pajama with his left hand... that too directly in front of me as he himself was must be quite aroused with this conversation. I had to try to get out of this because I was quite nervous now where this conversation would lead me to!
Me: Err... Chacha-ji... ab humein kya karna chahiye?
Chacha-ji: Kuch nahi! We must not do anything that raises suspicion in Ram and he starts doing things differently... you know... that’s the last thing you would want as a mother... isn’t it?
Me: Ji...
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