09-04-2020, 06:43 AM
I had to be awfully barefaced to make him understand that I really made efforts to look tempting to my son.
Me: …and Chacha-ji… I had to feed Harpal soon after that… err… hence… I mean… I had nothing inside… so that Ram had enough to see… I mean… (I paused and felt some shortness of breath as if explaining all this) …and then I just tried to copy your practical class of yesterday in order to explain the topics that you listed...
Chacha-ji: Which topics?
Me: Umm... I mean... like lips...
My heavy boobs were looking very sexy moving up and down constantly and faster now due to my compromised talking. I tried to pull my sari pallu to cover the movement only to make it more underlined in the eye’s of my elderly landlord!
Me: I was... I mean Chacha-ji… I was able to get very close to Ram as… during the practical class... actually that’s the reason… I mean... I did not require to remove my dress.
Chacha-ji: I see! I see! That’s good to know… but Ram’s perception is more important here… not yours Beti! Did Ram feel you adequately over your nighty?
It seemed to me like a security officer interrogation session the way Chacha-ji was digging deep into this private and sensitive matter.
Me: Err…..I think so….
Chacha-ji: Did you allow Ram to press and squeeze your breasts… I mean feel your breasts sufficiently… because that is very important…
Me (I naturally got irritated now; it was too much for a woman to answer that I reacted): What’s this! I am feeling insulted! I already told you Chacha-ji… I was very close to him!
Chacha-ji: Bina Beti… Bina Beti! I know you are getting annoyed as it’s embarrassing to answer such intimate things… (he continued in his calm, cold voice) ...but I have taken this matter very seriously about Ram as I care for him... as much as you do... and for that reason I am thinking about various ways to keep him away from his dirty habit… and for that I need to know the details…
He paused a little; I was looking at the floor still feeling insulted. .
Chacha-ji: Details meaning… your state, your exposure, your nakedness or semi-nakedness, and Ram’s reaction… as well as his erection! Do you know Bina that your son seems to be an avid breast-lover?
Me: W-h-a-t? (I almost shouted)
Chacha-ji: Beti… be calm and try to understand your son’s situation! (pasung a little) I took out time and reviewed the books that he is addicted to and found out something. You know what Beti?
Me (still was feeling somewhat irritated): What?
Chacha-ji: I found that most of the pornographic picture books in his schoolbag had lots of women’s pictures (he lowered his voice) ...with big naked breasts… you know... but strangely not much of pussy pics. He must have chosen those porn books having pictures of women with big naked tits which in a way prove that he is an ardent breast-lover rather than always looking for a pussy, which is the general male tendency!
As I listened to his explanation, honestly I was bowled over! I was impressed and had nothing to say the way Chacha-ji had studied every aspect in this regard!
Chacha-ji: You were getting angry with me Beti... you were feeling insulted being a woman to reply to such questions Beti… but for this specific reason I was demanding minute details… because I am concerned how much of Ram’s craving and hidden desire about this aspect was meet up.
Me: Oh! Now I get you Chacha-ji... but how would I know!
The feeling of dejection in me quickly evaporated and I appreciated in my mind the way Chacha-ji was assessing and working for my son!
Chacha-ji: But you should have anticipated that Beti because from the very beginning he is eyeing your breasts… isn’t it? Starting from your breastfeeding and even before that also...
Me: Hmm… (I nodded in agreement)
Chacha-ji: And that was not simply because of teen male curiosity which you or I might have thought... but it is because Ram is fond of big-breasted woman and that’s why he loves looking at your bosom and you are very lucky Beti… that you have a very nice pair of choochi – full, firm, and well-developed just as Ram fantasizes looking at the pornographic books!
My cheeks immediately got red as Chacha-ji mentioned the last few words and indirectly compared my tits with the porn models whose pictures are printed in the books.
Me (shyly whispered): Err… I am… I ma sorry about that Chacha-ji... err... I got a bit aggravated...
Chacha-ji: Arre its okay Beti… I didn’t mind! I am just trying all avenues to take Ram out of his dirty habit and that’s why I was asking you so minutely...
Seeing his caring nature for my son, this time I myself was proactive before he could question and tried to explain how close I went in the morning.
Me: Thanks Chacha-ji… now I completely understand you... and… and I mean... I can assure you that in the morning I gave Ram... err... I mean Chacha-ji... I gave Ram full opportunity to... to touch and fondle me … (I clenched my lips in shyness) …err… to touch and press my choochi Chacha-ji… and... and as I was not wearing anything under my nighty at that time… he… I mean… he obviously got a good feel of my choochi!
I went to my limit probably of verbal shamelessness to describe my landlord how brazenly I presented myself to my growing son!
Chacha-ji: Wah! Very good progress Beti! But one thing… did you check while you were close with Ram that he got a… I mean… (again lowering his voice) …that Ram got a full hard-on? Uske pants ke undar feel kiye tum Beti? Ya fir sharm ke mare uska lund tak haat nehi pahucha?
Me (my cheeks immediately got absolutely crimson and I giggled): Nehi nehi sharm kaisa!
Chacha-ji: Right! When you get close to him he is your lover… just think that way!
Me: Ji Chacha-ji aur... err... I mean... yes, I did note ke uska... I mean.... uska lund puri tarah se khada ho gaya tha…I mean... I saw that inside his pants...
Out of some shame that still persisted in me, I could not relate to my elderly landlord that I had taken out my son’s erect dick and had grabbed his young vibrant rod in my hand and truthfully during that passionate episode I truly had a gala time enjoying the hardness and erectness of my son’s sizable dick!
Chacha-ji (smiling): Good, good… that’s what I wanted to know Beti! Because it’s of utmost importance as if he gets a regular hard-on from you, he will not seek those porno books for masturbating! Are you getting the point?
As soon as I heard the word “masturbating” I felt more embarrassed and I could realize my ears had also turned red in my shyness. My face crimson, ears red in shame, eyes looking down, lips dry out of nervousness, my thighs emitting heat under my sari, and my boobs trying to pop out of my blouse due to my heavy breathing – Chacha-ji had the unique power to heat me up through verbal mode only!
All I could utter was a “Ji Chacha-ji!”
Chacha-ji: But now is the time for acid test Beti.
I tried to remain normal as much as possible and looked questionably at the elderly man. I instantly did not get what he meant.
Chacha-ji: Dekho Beti... baat ko samjho thik se! Till now Ram was exposed to you and you only as the woman of his desire.... right?
Me: Ji.
Chacha-ji: You carried yourself very nicely and attractively before Ram as a woman of desire - sometimes by dropping your pallu to expose your sizable breasts, sometimes walking in a sexy manner swaying your big ass, sometimes in a flimsy nighty, sometimes wearing low waist saris… so on and so forth... Right?
Me: Ji…as you guided me I followed.
Chacha-ji: Exactly so, and in the process you even started breast-feeding your baby in front of him by opening your blouse... right?
Me (avoided eye contact with him out of natural shyness): Ji.
Chacha-ji: You even agreed to me to wear modern dresses at home for which you gave measurement to Haria also.
Me: Ji.
Chacha-ji: All these for your son’s sake with the aim that the more you do skin exposure, more appealing you would look to Ram... right?
I just nodded, still avoiding eye contact with him. In the evening I was hearing of “netra-chodan” which a man does to a woman but now it seemed as if “chatter chodan” was going on with me!
Chacha-ji: We will surely continue this, but now we suddenly we have a challenging setting. Do you realize that Beti?
I twisted my full succulent lips and indicated a “no”.
Me: …and Chacha-ji… I had to feed Harpal soon after that… err… hence… I mean… I had nothing inside… so that Ram had enough to see… I mean… (I paused and felt some shortness of breath as if explaining all this) …and then I just tried to copy your practical class of yesterday in order to explain the topics that you listed...
Chacha-ji: Which topics?
Me: Umm... I mean... like lips...
My heavy boobs were looking very sexy moving up and down constantly and faster now due to my compromised talking. I tried to pull my sari pallu to cover the movement only to make it more underlined in the eye’s of my elderly landlord!
Me: I was... I mean Chacha-ji… I was able to get very close to Ram as… during the practical class... actually that’s the reason… I mean... I did not require to remove my dress.
Chacha-ji: I see! I see! That’s good to know… but Ram’s perception is more important here… not yours Beti! Did Ram feel you adequately over your nighty?
It seemed to me like a security officer interrogation session the way Chacha-ji was digging deep into this private and sensitive matter.
Me: Err…..I think so….
Chacha-ji: Did you allow Ram to press and squeeze your breasts… I mean feel your breasts sufficiently… because that is very important…
Me (I naturally got irritated now; it was too much for a woman to answer that I reacted): What’s this! I am feeling insulted! I already told you Chacha-ji… I was very close to him!
Chacha-ji: Bina Beti… Bina Beti! I know you are getting annoyed as it’s embarrassing to answer such intimate things… (he continued in his calm, cold voice) ...but I have taken this matter very seriously about Ram as I care for him... as much as you do... and for that reason I am thinking about various ways to keep him away from his dirty habit… and for that I need to know the details…
He paused a little; I was looking at the floor still feeling insulted. .
Chacha-ji: Details meaning… your state, your exposure, your nakedness or semi-nakedness, and Ram’s reaction… as well as his erection! Do you know Bina that your son seems to be an avid breast-lover?
Me: W-h-a-t? (I almost shouted)
Chacha-ji: Beti… be calm and try to understand your son’s situation! (pasung a little) I took out time and reviewed the books that he is addicted to and found out something. You know what Beti?
Me (still was feeling somewhat irritated): What?
Chacha-ji: I found that most of the pornographic picture books in his schoolbag had lots of women’s pictures (he lowered his voice) ...with big naked breasts… you know... but strangely not much of pussy pics. He must have chosen those porn books having pictures of women with big naked tits which in a way prove that he is an ardent breast-lover rather than always looking for a pussy, which is the general male tendency!
As I listened to his explanation, honestly I was bowled over! I was impressed and had nothing to say the way Chacha-ji had studied every aspect in this regard!
Chacha-ji: You were getting angry with me Beti... you were feeling insulted being a woman to reply to such questions Beti… but for this specific reason I was demanding minute details… because I am concerned how much of Ram’s craving and hidden desire about this aspect was meet up.
Me: Oh! Now I get you Chacha-ji... but how would I know!
The feeling of dejection in me quickly evaporated and I appreciated in my mind the way Chacha-ji was assessing and working for my son!
Chacha-ji: But you should have anticipated that Beti because from the very beginning he is eyeing your breasts… isn’t it? Starting from your breastfeeding and even before that also...
Me: Hmm… (I nodded in agreement)
Chacha-ji: And that was not simply because of teen male curiosity which you or I might have thought... but it is because Ram is fond of big-breasted woman and that’s why he loves looking at your bosom and you are very lucky Beti… that you have a very nice pair of choochi – full, firm, and well-developed just as Ram fantasizes looking at the pornographic books!
My cheeks immediately got red as Chacha-ji mentioned the last few words and indirectly compared my tits with the porn models whose pictures are printed in the books.
Me (shyly whispered): Err… I am… I ma sorry about that Chacha-ji... err... I got a bit aggravated...
Chacha-ji: Arre its okay Beti… I didn’t mind! I am just trying all avenues to take Ram out of his dirty habit and that’s why I was asking you so minutely...
Seeing his caring nature for my son, this time I myself was proactive before he could question and tried to explain how close I went in the morning.
Me: Thanks Chacha-ji… now I completely understand you... and… and I mean... I can assure you that in the morning I gave Ram... err... I mean Chacha-ji... I gave Ram full opportunity to... to touch and fondle me … (I clenched my lips in shyness) …err… to touch and press my choochi Chacha-ji… and... and as I was not wearing anything under my nighty at that time… he… I mean… he obviously got a good feel of my choochi!
I went to my limit probably of verbal shamelessness to describe my landlord how brazenly I presented myself to my growing son!
Chacha-ji: Wah! Very good progress Beti! But one thing… did you check while you were close with Ram that he got a… I mean… (again lowering his voice) …that Ram got a full hard-on? Uske pants ke undar feel kiye tum Beti? Ya fir sharm ke mare uska lund tak haat nehi pahucha?
Me (my cheeks immediately got absolutely crimson and I giggled): Nehi nehi sharm kaisa!
Chacha-ji: Right! When you get close to him he is your lover… just think that way!
Me: Ji Chacha-ji aur... err... I mean... yes, I did note ke uska... I mean.... uska lund puri tarah se khada ho gaya tha…I mean... I saw that inside his pants...
Out of some shame that still persisted in me, I could not relate to my elderly landlord that I had taken out my son’s erect dick and had grabbed his young vibrant rod in my hand and truthfully during that passionate episode I truly had a gala time enjoying the hardness and erectness of my son’s sizable dick!
Chacha-ji (smiling): Good, good… that’s what I wanted to know Beti! Because it’s of utmost importance as if he gets a regular hard-on from you, he will not seek those porno books for masturbating! Are you getting the point?
As soon as I heard the word “masturbating” I felt more embarrassed and I could realize my ears had also turned red in my shyness. My face crimson, ears red in shame, eyes looking down, lips dry out of nervousness, my thighs emitting heat under my sari, and my boobs trying to pop out of my blouse due to my heavy breathing – Chacha-ji had the unique power to heat me up through verbal mode only!
All I could utter was a “Ji Chacha-ji!”
Chacha-ji: But now is the time for acid test Beti.
I tried to remain normal as much as possible and looked questionably at the elderly man. I instantly did not get what he meant.
Chacha-ji: Dekho Beti... baat ko samjho thik se! Till now Ram was exposed to you and you only as the woman of his desire.... right?
Me: Ji.
Chacha-ji: You carried yourself very nicely and attractively before Ram as a woman of desire - sometimes by dropping your pallu to expose your sizable breasts, sometimes walking in a sexy manner swaying your big ass, sometimes in a flimsy nighty, sometimes wearing low waist saris… so on and so forth... Right?
Me: Ji…as you guided me I followed.
Chacha-ji: Exactly so, and in the process you even started breast-feeding your baby in front of him by opening your blouse... right?
Me (avoided eye contact with him out of natural shyness): Ji.
Chacha-ji: You even agreed to me to wear modern dresses at home for which you gave measurement to Haria also.
Me: Ji.
Chacha-ji: All these for your son’s sake with the aim that the more you do skin exposure, more appealing you would look to Ram... right?
I just nodded, still avoiding eye contact with him. In the evening I was hearing of “netra-chodan” which a man does to a woman but now it seemed as if “chatter chodan” was going on with me!
Chacha-ji: We will surely continue this, but now we suddenly we have a challenging setting. Do you realize that Beti?
I twisted my full succulent lips and indicated a “no”.
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