03-02-2021, 01:19 AM
Anita: sorry. I just can’t resist. You’re so good down here honey.
Anil just heard my shriek from outside and from the gap in the curtain he could see to his delight Anita's fingers drilling my tummy hole, and she is well working her way as
I was already standing without my saree. He rubbed his hands together and waited in eager anticipation.
Anil: Everything ok in there, ladies?
Taken off balance by that, I leaned back on the table and held it with both my hands, thus allowing her more time to play with my navel. I now have come to accept the idea, that I didn’t resist much to her naughty fingers tickling me any more!
But, just whispered amidst my continued giggles.. ‘Don’t Anita.’
Anita: well, then just finger me, make it even
Even as I thought about her proposition, she switched her gentle tickle to her hand holding the saree and seamlessly shifted her right hand to the base of my wet blouse and started unhooking it.
The offer only sounded fair to me and I advanced my hand to feel up her hip.
Me: Oh you are so soft,
I was feeling her smooth tummy and while my fingers found her navel she unhooked the rest of the hooks from my blouse.
Anil: thanks. I shall take you to the beauty parlour that I visit soon. That’s the secret of my smooth skin. (She winked at me). Its called the Vivek’s Boutique.
She found the key to keep me in trance and giggle as she didn’t stop fingering my belly while her other hand casually peeled my blouse off my shoulders.
Anil was watching this show now stroking his erect shaft with more vigor.
Anita: Turn now will you Kalpana? Let’s stop this for a moment.
Me: Oh, Vivek's? I have heard of them. ( I said turning, allowing her to pull my blouse off me fully)
Anita: Oh dear. See it’s fully wet. Nice that it’s off you now, here... wipe yourself dry now..
As I stood facing away from her, she reached over me and pulled a small hand towel off the shelf and gave it to me.
Me: Thanks Anita.
As both my hands were busy wiping my wet cleavage she deftly unhooked my bra!
Anita: Here... I will help you, while you're at it, do it properly Kalpana.
The sly devil that she is.!! She picked up another towel and quickly inserted though the gap under the bra to access my left boob, while I still reeled in shock trying to comprehend what’s happening.
Anil gets a glimpse of my melon in flesh through the curtain gap.
Anita: see? It’s all wet. You’re wet right down to your skin honey, besides mango juice makes u feel sticky. Isn’t it? Why don’t I take this off you and help you out with some hot water so you can wipe your chest off it while you are here inside? You will feel immensely better.
I nodded dumbfounded. In fact, she was right; I was feeling awful with the sticky feeling over my chest. So I instantly agreed to the plan.
Anita: Here, let me take that for you.
Letting me stand... to face away from her, giving me a false sense of modesty.. Her hands wasted no time in pulling my bra cups off my boobs in one jiffy! She inserted her thumb under the base and yanked it off swiftly and collected it off my wrists.
Anita was getting wet down there too, no panties as well. (Unable to control her excitement she remarked)
Anita: but of course mine are a lot smaller. I wanted to do that to you right from the moment I saw you dear.(the bra is in her hand now)
Me: What? What are you saying Anita? (I turned cupping my melons with my hands.)
Anita: Oh my ... you look lovely. Just how I imagined.
With that she suddenly tickled my navel and poked at my hips leading me to bring my hands down to defend and show her my melons.
Anil punched the air and hissed silently and hissed silently as he got a poor view of my naked huge melons juggling as she continued to tickle me for a few more seconds, ‘yes! That’s my girl, strip the homely bitch!’ The moment she stopped my hands went back to cover my tits.
Anita: Just one more thing I wanted to check honey while I can. Are you clean here?
(with all my clothes tightly tucked on one hand...she held my left elbow and pulled my left hand covering my left boob free and lifted it in the mid air... fully.. with quite some force exposing my left arm pit )
Anita: oh . you are not shaved.(she laughed loudly.. ) This will be done to you by default at Vivek’s honey.
me: hey ...shhh.. I hushed her... as she said it so loudly that Anil could have heard it easily.
Anita: and by the way your tities are so nice. (Releasing my hand and before I could cover back... she gave my left boob a quick squeeze) I shrieked and my face went pink red in shame.
Anil: what's happening there ladies? Why so long?
me: oh.. Nothing.. Almost done.
Anita now wickedly tickled my navel.
Me: No... Pleaassee don't.
I dropped my hands covering my exposed tits to stop her hands from tickling me more and exactly at that moment Anil opened the curtain, acting annoyed at the delay to anita's delight and my never ending plight)
Anil: well, er, sorry. Wow. (he mumbled, not taking his eyes off my boobs even for second )
But my facial expression was sheer horror. He mumbled but he didn't make any attempt to step out and still stood there.
I stood there frozen too staring at Anil with both my tits out fully exposed, still holding Anita's hand. Anita was looking back and forth between me and Anil.
Suddenly coming back to senses, I left her hands and quickly covered my boobs.
As I did that, Anil sighed and was about to turn to leave, but Anita decided to go for the kill.
Anita: Anil! One minute.
Anil: Yes Anita. (He was all smiles, he seemed to be glad to use any excuse to stay there longer.)
Anita: I just found out that Kalpana here doesn’t have a regular habit of shaving her hair, unlike me or the rest of us that work here. I can show you if you want. (giggling)
I utterly cannot believe what I just heard!
Me: Anita!! Stop. Stop it please. (I realised that it started out as a command, but turned out more of pleading. I am in no position to command.)
As I was busy hushing her up, I just heard Anil say.
Anil: Kalpana, trust me, hers is just totally smooth.
I was half expecting that she is going to raise my hand again, and was securing my defences. I was concentrating so much on trying to predict what Anita would do next that I even nodded at Anil at his statement. I couldn’t even think of asking him to leave.
As I was leaning on the table facing Anita, she brought her left hand around me, just like hugging me, leaving me totally confused as to what she is up to. Anil seemed equally intrigued by the proceedings as I am. He even stepped a bit closer to my annoyance. She then pulled me forward a bit making me stand upright, slightly away from the table.
Succeeding in distracting me sufficiently, she held both her hands on my naked shoulders.
Anita: Now, stand still ok honey?
Me: Anita, don’t please... stop it.
My predicament reminded me of the goat that was about to be slaughtered. It looks at the butcher indifferently as it has gone past the stage of protesting and has resigned to its fate. Similar to that, I was expecting that it’s simply a matter of time before Anita lifts my hands up to display my arm pit to Anil.
But contrary to my expectation, her hands slid smoothly and quickly across my shoulders and to my hips and stayed there briefly. I suddenly had a reckoning of what she is up to, but it was already too late!
Oh yes, and Anil was all primed for the view, as he positioned himself in a better angle, as her naughty fingers easily undid my petticoat.
Anita: See, this is what I was telling you Anil. See.
Her face was beaming with pride as though she was a proud artist; unveiling his art in an exhibition.
Me: Noooooooo! (I could only manage a shriek, as my hands were busy clutching my naked tits. I clumsily shifted position, using one hand to cover my tits and brought my other hand to try and hold on to my loosened petticoat. I couldn’t do justice in covering both my tits with just one hand, so I pulled them together and used my hand to cover it across, hoping to cover as much as I could. My right nipple was exposed, showing how stiff and erect it was, before I covered it with my thumb, pressing on it. It only made it more erotic and obscene. I couldn’t care much as I was concentrating on the slipping petticoat now.
She giggled loudly. (And thought to her self, now that’s for trying to embarrass me out there in the cabin)
Anita: Look at the bush on display here.
With that she poked my fleshy hips on both sides as I was leaning forward to hold the petticoat in position. Just as she expected, I yelped in response with a ‘Please Noooo Anita’ and as she continued to poke my hips and tickle me I let go of the petticoat fully, but held it in between my thighs from falling and used my free hand to push her hand away, but my one hand was proving to be no match for her 2 hands. She continued her naughty giggle and held my hand with her hand and used her free hand to tickle and poke me more.
She continued her merciless tickling and lowered her hand from my hip to my now well exposed pubic area. My petticoat was hanging precariously from my grip in between my thighs. Her hand gripped my pubic hair and she gave a playful tug amidst her giggles. I hadn’t expected this, one bit and jumped in surprise, thus loosening the grip at my thigh. The petticoat faithfully followed the laws of gravity. I gave up on it and at that point, all I wanted was to escape her hands and nothing else. I stepped out of the petticoat and ran out of the pantry pushing Anil out of my way.
Obviously, neither Anil nor Anita was in a hurry to catch me as there is not a single bit of cloth one me and not a lot of places to hide there in the cockpit or to cover myself with.
Anita: (smiling wickedly at Anil) Here are all her clothes, down to her last bit. Did I deliver what I promised?
Anil: yes baby. More than what I had asked for (toying at my bra cups)
As I ran out, I just found the big curtain separating the first and economy class and took refuge behind it. I just heard footsteps walking towards me.
Anita came closer to the curtain and called me in a low voice. I stood shaking behind the screen peeked my head out just. Anil was no where to be seen.
Anil just heard my shriek from outside and from the gap in the curtain he could see to his delight Anita's fingers drilling my tummy hole, and she is well working her way as
I was already standing without my saree. He rubbed his hands together and waited in eager anticipation.
Anil: Everything ok in there, ladies?
Taken off balance by that, I leaned back on the table and held it with both my hands, thus allowing her more time to play with my navel. I now have come to accept the idea, that I didn’t resist much to her naughty fingers tickling me any more!
But, just whispered amidst my continued giggles.. ‘Don’t Anita.’
Anita: well, then just finger me, make it even
Even as I thought about her proposition, she switched her gentle tickle to her hand holding the saree and seamlessly shifted her right hand to the base of my wet blouse and started unhooking it.
The offer only sounded fair to me and I advanced my hand to feel up her hip.
Me: Oh you are so soft,
I was feeling her smooth tummy and while my fingers found her navel she unhooked the rest of the hooks from my blouse.
Anil: thanks. I shall take you to the beauty parlour that I visit soon. That’s the secret of my smooth skin. (She winked at me). Its called the Vivek’s Boutique.
She found the key to keep me in trance and giggle as she didn’t stop fingering my belly while her other hand casually peeled my blouse off my shoulders.
Anil was watching this show now stroking his erect shaft with more vigor.
Anita: Turn now will you Kalpana? Let’s stop this for a moment.
Me: Oh, Vivek's? I have heard of them. ( I said turning, allowing her to pull my blouse off me fully)
Anita: Oh dear. See it’s fully wet. Nice that it’s off you now, here... wipe yourself dry now..
As I stood facing away from her, she reached over me and pulled a small hand towel off the shelf and gave it to me.
Me: Thanks Anita.
As both my hands were busy wiping my wet cleavage she deftly unhooked my bra!
Anita: Here... I will help you, while you're at it, do it properly Kalpana.
The sly devil that she is.!! She picked up another towel and quickly inserted though the gap under the bra to access my left boob, while I still reeled in shock trying to comprehend what’s happening.
Anil gets a glimpse of my melon in flesh through the curtain gap.
Anita: see? It’s all wet. You’re wet right down to your skin honey, besides mango juice makes u feel sticky. Isn’t it? Why don’t I take this off you and help you out with some hot water so you can wipe your chest off it while you are here inside? You will feel immensely better.
I nodded dumbfounded. In fact, she was right; I was feeling awful with the sticky feeling over my chest. So I instantly agreed to the plan.
Anita: Here, let me take that for you.
Letting me stand... to face away from her, giving me a false sense of modesty.. Her hands wasted no time in pulling my bra cups off my boobs in one jiffy! She inserted her thumb under the base and yanked it off swiftly and collected it off my wrists.
Anita was getting wet down there too, no panties as well. (Unable to control her excitement she remarked)
Anita: but of course mine are a lot smaller. I wanted to do that to you right from the moment I saw you dear.(the bra is in her hand now)
Me: What? What are you saying Anita? (I turned cupping my melons with my hands.)
Anita: Oh my ... you look lovely. Just how I imagined.
With that she suddenly tickled my navel and poked at my hips leading me to bring my hands down to defend and show her my melons.
Anil punched the air and hissed silently and hissed silently as he got a poor view of my naked huge melons juggling as she continued to tickle me for a few more seconds, ‘yes! That’s my girl, strip the homely bitch!’ The moment she stopped my hands went back to cover my tits.
Anita: Just one more thing I wanted to check honey while I can. Are you clean here?
(with all my clothes tightly tucked on one hand...she held my left elbow and pulled my left hand covering my left boob free and lifted it in the mid air... fully.. with quite some force exposing my left arm pit )
Anita: oh . you are not shaved.(she laughed loudly.. ) This will be done to you by default at Vivek’s honey.
me: hey ...shhh.. I hushed her... as she said it so loudly that Anil could have heard it easily.
Anita: and by the way your tities are so nice. (Releasing my hand and before I could cover back... she gave my left boob a quick squeeze) I shrieked and my face went pink red in shame.
Anil: what's happening there ladies? Why so long?
me: oh.. Nothing.. Almost done.
Anita now wickedly tickled my navel.
Me: No... Pleaassee don't.
I dropped my hands covering my exposed tits to stop her hands from tickling me more and exactly at that moment Anil opened the curtain, acting annoyed at the delay to anita's delight and my never ending plight)
Anil: well, er, sorry. Wow. (he mumbled, not taking his eyes off my boobs even for second )
But my facial expression was sheer horror. He mumbled but he didn't make any attempt to step out and still stood there.
I stood there frozen too staring at Anil with both my tits out fully exposed, still holding Anita's hand. Anita was looking back and forth between me and Anil.
Suddenly coming back to senses, I left her hands and quickly covered my boobs.
As I did that, Anil sighed and was about to turn to leave, but Anita decided to go for the kill.
Anita: Anil! One minute.
Anil: Yes Anita. (He was all smiles, he seemed to be glad to use any excuse to stay there longer.)
Anita: I just found out that Kalpana here doesn’t have a regular habit of shaving her hair, unlike me or the rest of us that work here. I can show you if you want. (giggling)
I utterly cannot believe what I just heard!
Me: Anita!! Stop. Stop it please. (I realised that it started out as a command, but turned out more of pleading. I am in no position to command.)
As I was busy hushing her up, I just heard Anil say.
Anil: Kalpana, trust me, hers is just totally smooth.
I was half expecting that she is going to raise my hand again, and was securing my defences. I was concentrating so much on trying to predict what Anita would do next that I even nodded at Anil at his statement. I couldn’t even think of asking him to leave.
As I was leaning on the table facing Anita, she brought her left hand around me, just like hugging me, leaving me totally confused as to what she is up to. Anil seemed equally intrigued by the proceedings as I am. He even stepped a bit closer to my annoyance. She then pulled me forward a bit making me stand upright, slightly away from the table.
Succeeding in distracting me sufficiently, she held both her hands on my naked shoulders.
Anita: Now, stand still ok honey?
Me: Anita, don’t please... stop it.
My predicament reminded me of the goat that was about to be slaughtered. It looks at the butcher indifferently as it has gone past the stage of protesting and has resigned to its fate. Similar to that, I was expecting that it’s simply a matter of time before Anita lifts my hands up to display my arm pit to Anil.
But contrary to my expectation, her hands slid smoothly and quickly across my shoulders and to my hips and stayed there briefly. I suddenly had a reckoning of what she is up to, but it was already too late!
Oh yes, and Anil was all primed for the view, as he positioned himself in a better angle, as her naughty fingers easily undid my petticoat.
Anita: See, this is what I was telling you Anil. See.
Her face was beaming with pride as though she was a proud artist; unveiling his art in an exhibition.
Me: Noooooooo! (I could only manage a shriek, as my hands were busy clutching my naked tits. I clumsily shifted position, using one hand to cover my tits and brought my other hand to try and hold on to my loosened petticoat. I couldn’t do justice in covering both my tits with just one hand, so I pulled them together and used my hand to cover it across, hoping to cover as much as I could. My right nipple was exposed, showing how stiff and erect it was, before I covered it with my thumb, pressing on it. It only made it more erotic and obscene. I couldn’t care much as I was concentrating on the slipping petticoat now.
She giggled loudly. (And thought to her self, now that’s for trying to embarrass me out there in the cabin)
Anita: Look at the bush on display here.
With that she poked my fleshy hips on both sides as I was leaning forward to hold the petticoat in position. Just as she expected, I yelped in response with a ‘Please Noooo Anita’ and as she continued to poke my hips and tickle me I let go of the petticoat fully, but held it in between my thighs from falling and used my free hand to push her hand away, but my one hand was proving to be no match for her 2 hands. She continued her naughty giggle and held my hand with her hand and used her free hand to tickle and poke me more.
She continued her merciless tickling and lowered her hand from my hip to my now well exposed pubic area. My petticoat was hanging precariously from my grip in between my thighs. Her hand gripped my pubic hair and she gave a playful tug amidst her giggles. I hadn’t expected this, one bit and jumped in surprise, thus loosening the grip at my thigh. The petticoat faithfully followed the laws of gravity. I gave up on it and at that point, all I wanted was to escape her hands and nothing else. I stepped out of the petticoat and ran out of the pantry pushing Anil out of my way.
Obviously, neither Anil nor Anita was in a hurry to catch me as there is not a single bit of cloth one me and not a lot of places to hide there in the cockpit or to cover myself with.
Anita: (smiling wickedly at Anil) Here are all her clothes, down to her last bit. Did I deliver what I promised?
Anil: yes baby. More than what I had asked for (toying at my bra cups)
As I ran out, I just found the big curtain separating the first and economy class and took refuge behind it. I just heard footsteps walking towards me.
Anita came closer to the curtain and called me in a low voice. I stood shaking behind the screen peeked my head out just. Anil was no where to be seen.
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