26-05-2020, 07:49 AM
I whisper to Sahana, ‘you ready?’
She nodded. The look on her face told me that she was getting horny. But I knew she had to wait long before she could be satisfied. Anis on the other hand still had not said anything, but he had that know-it-all smirk on his face. He must have been realizing how much of a slut I was making my wife.
Subhas got to work, applying oil on her exposed back, neck shoulders, stomach etc like an expert. Anis and I watched in amazement at the speed and precision of his rubbing. Nowhere was the oil spread too much or too little. But I noticed he was skirting around her tit’s exposed parts. I was waiting to see what Sahana would do. Then Subhas bent down started working on her legs and she stood with her legs spread for him, exposing both of her legs as he worked on them, covering every inch of her skin. I took a few pictures of course and made sure her naughty face got captured on the camera. I knew she would love to look at them afterwards. I went towards her and inspected her. I knew when during the photoshoot if her dress falls to her side and her ass comes to view, it should shine like the rest of her body. “Sahana, don’t you think if the dress falls and part of your ass comes exposed, you need to shine it with oil?’ I asked her, making it her call.
She thought for a bit, ‘yeah, you are right,’ she said and as Subhas was done with her legs, she turned around, lifting her costume skirt botton’s behind up, exposing her ass to Subhas and Anis, as both of them just stood there with their jaws on the floor. “Kaka’ she said, ‘I think you need to put oil it too, we do not want that part to not shine if it comes out in camera. Directors will not like it,’ she told him in a serious tone, but I saw the playful eyes of hers as said it.
‘Yes Didi,’ Subhas-kaka replied. He licked his lips, looked at to find Anis staring back and then look at me for conformation and I just shrugged my shoulders. That was the green signal and he got to work, putting oil on every inch of her gorgeous butt. It was the first time he saw her in a thong and touching her ass in a thong. ‘Didi, you look nice in a thong,’ he told her, ‘I always wanted to know what women look like wearing them.’ He learned the word “thong” not long ago; it was impressive that he remembered.
Sahana simply said thank you as she was too busy getting her ass oiled up.
‘So Didi, will directors want you to show yourself in thongs if you get to act and model?’ he asked her, while he worked on her butt.
‘They might, directors want to make sure, models or actresses are comfortable half naked for scenes and do not mind being touched,’ she told him, looking back and giving him a smile.
‘You will be perfect then, you don’t mind dressing half naked and being touched and you look like a Devi [goddess],’ he told her, smiling, giving a light pat on her oiled butt.
She giggled.
He then moved to her front and rubbed the oil on the edges of her thong panty where the legs were exposed.
Sahana was courteous enough to lift the front of her skirt bottom to give him a better view of what he was doing. ‘Thank you for the compliment,’ she told him softly, ‘I do feel like a goddess today.’
‘Sex goddess,’ I leaned in and whispered to her in English.
She then giggled again as Subhas-kaka was rubbing the oil meticulously on every inch of exposed flesh.
She then tucked the skirt bottom’s front to her chin and held onto Subhas’s head for support. Subhas’s hands and accidently brushed against the material of her panty, coupled with the fact that he saw her camel-toe in her panties, how the edges of puffy lips were trying to burst out of her panty cloth. If it was me down there, she would have by now shoved my head into her pussy. With the knowledge that Subhas-kaka was looking at her panties, the material of which hugged her pussy tightly, making the outline of her mount was visible, made my hard on leak.
She nodded. The look on her face told me that she was getting horny. But I knew she had to wait long before she could be satisfied. Anis on the other hand still had not said anything, but he had that know-it-all smirk on his face. He must have been realizing how much of a slut I was making my wife.
Subhas got to work, applying oil on her exposed back, neck shoulders, stomach etc like an expert. Anis and I watched in amazement at the speed and precision of his rubbing. Nowhere was the oil spread too much or too little. But I noticed he was skirting around her tit’s exposed parts. I was waiting to see what Sahana would do. Then Subhas bent down started working on her legs and she stood with her legs spread for him, exposing both of her legs as he worked on them, covering every inch of her skin. I took a few pictures of course and made sure her naughty face got captured on the camera. I knew she would love to look at them afterwards. I went towards her and inspected her. I knew when during the photoshoot if her dress falls to her side and her ass comes to view, it should shine like the rest of her body. “Sahana, don’t you think if the dress falls and part of your ass comes exposed, you need to shine it with oil?’ I asked her, making it her call.
She thought for a bit, ‘yeah, you are right,’ she said and as Subhas was done with her legs, she turned around, lifting her costume skirt botton’s behind up, exposing her ass to Subhas and Anis, as both of them just stood there with their jaws on the floor. “Kaka’ she said, ‘I think you need to put oil it too, we do not want that part to not shine if it comes out in camera. Directors will not like it,’ she told him in a serious tone, but I saw the playful eyes of hers as said it.
‘Yes Didi,’ Subhas-kaka replied. He licked his lips, looked at to find Anis staring back and then look at me for conformation and I just shrugged my shoulders. That was the green signal and he got to work, putting oil on every inch of her gorgeous butt. It was the first time he saw her in a thong and touching her ass in a thong. ‘Didi, you look nice in a thong,’ he told her, ‘I always wanted to know what women look like wearing them.’ He learned the word “thong” not long ago; it was impressive that he remembered.
Sahana simply said thank you as she was too busy getting her ass oiled up.
‘So Didi, will directors want you to show yourself in thongs if you get to act and model?’ he asked her, while he worked on her butt.
‘They might, directors want to make sure, models or actresses are comfortable half naked for scenes and do not mind being touched,’ she told him, looking back and giving him a smile.
‘You will be perfect then, you don’t mind dressing half naked and being touched and you look like a Devi [goddess],’ he told her, smiling, giving a light pat on her oiled butt.
She giggled.
He then moved to her front and rubbed the oil on the edges of her thong panty where the legs were exposed.
Sahana was courteous enough to lift the front of her skirt bottom to give him a better view of what he was doing. ‘Thank you for the compliment,’ she told him softly, ‘I do feel like a goddess today.’
‘Sex goddess,’ I leaned in and whispered to her in English.
She then giggled again as Subhas-kaka was rubbing the oil meticulously on every inch of exposed flesh.
She then tucked the skirt bottom’s front to her chin and held onto Subhas’s head for support. Subhas’s hands and accidently brushed against the material of her panty, coupled with the fact that he saw her camel-toe in her panties, how the edges of puffy lips were trying to burst out of her panty cloth. If it was me down there, she would have by now shoved my head into her pussy. With the knowledge that Subhas-kaka was looking at her panties, the material of which hugged her pussy tightly, making the outline of her mount was visible, made my hard on leak.
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