17-12-2018, 12:07 PM
Part - 32
Straightening her back, she shook her chest gently, causing those heavy breasts of hers to shake, even as she looked into my eyes and asked "Are they as nice as you expected, beta..." her voice betraying her need to be re-assured. "Ohh, aunty..." I croaked " ... far far better than I expected..." Hearing this, she smiled with pleasure, and cupping both of her heavy breasts in her hands, shook them enticingly in front of my face. "I know I'm fishing for compliments, beta ... but what to do ... these days I rarely get any compliments from young men like you..." she said with a little laugh, even as she herself glanced at her breasts, and ran her palms along the sides of it, as if massaging them to bring the circulation back.
"Oh, ma'am..." chirped the sexy Swati from the side " ... why do you say that ... we keep telling you no ... that you have such a sexy hot body ... hai na, Jignesh sir..." the last few words directed at me. "Of course..." I responded, still unable to pull my eyes away from her heavenly mammaries, as I licked my lips involuntarily " ... Uncle is such a luck man..." I added, referring to her husband.
At this, Radhika aunty threw her head back, and laughed heartily, an action which caused her heavy breasts to quiver. "You're so cute, beta..." she said, to my utter discomfiture at being called "cute" again, before adding " ... but I think you're the one who's luckier ... having the three of us at the same time to service you..." her voice naughty and teasing again, as she continued to chuckle. At this, I turned my gaze to look at the other two girls, both of who had gone back to my feet, and were massaging the toes. The sexy Swati was standing right at my feet, and as she rubbed the fingers of my toes, she was pressing her pelvis to my feet; while the demure Rakhi was a picture of dedication, intent on massaging my left feet.
When my eyes met Swati's, she bit her lips seductively, and ground her pelvis to the small of my feet. I smiled at her, and turned my gaze back to Radhika aunty who'd by now climbed on to the bed at the side of my hips, and was leaning forward with both her palms resting on either side of my head, dangling those heavy mature breasts right over my face. "Just compliments won't do, beta..." she said huskily, shaking her torso again causing those heavy mammaries to quiver and shake in front of my face.
With a groan, I reached out and cupped both of her heavy breasts in my hands. As my palms closed around the flesh of her breasts, I was amazed by how hard and firm they were. A slow smile creased the lusty Punjabi housewife's face, as my fingers squeezed the flesh of her breasts, and her eyes bore into mine intently. Leaning forward further, she brought her lush red lips close to mine, and thrust out her tongue. Without touching her lips to mine, she began to run her tongue along my lips, encouraging me to do the same.
I responded by opening my mouth, and thrusting out my tongue too. Our tongues intertwined and lashed against each other erotically, our salivas intermingling, as she let out a low throat moan, feeling my fingers squeeze and knead her heavy fleshy breasts. This was new to me, as I'd never experienced such a 'tongue-licking' only, without out lips touching. With a groan, I squeezed her breasts hard, eliciting another groan of pleasure from her. Pulling her tongue away, she gazed into my face, her face clouded with lust.
She watched the way my chest rose and fell with my shallow breathing, before lowering herself further on my face, thrusting those delicious mature breasts into my mouth. With an animal like cry, I clasped my mouth over her left breast, opening them wide to take as much of her heavenly breasts as possible into my mouth, and began licking and sucking on them like a man possessed. Her left hand grabbed hold of my hair and pulled them roughly towards her breasts, urging me to suck on them harder, even as slid my right hand to her voluptuous heavy butt and squeezed them.
"Yesss, beta..." she hissed, as she slid her free right hand down my belly and almost roughly grabbed hold of my throbbing hard cock through the towel, which by now had formed a tent under the towel. I desperately wanted her to take hold of my rock hard cock in her hands and start stroking them, but she just kept teasing it through the towel, prolonging my sweet torture. As I pulled my mouth away from her breasts to catch my breath, I saw her twist her neck sideways and motion something imperceptibly with her head to Swati and Rakhi.
At that unsaid command, Swati smiled and nodded her head at Radhika aunty, and immediately ceased the manipulations they were subjecting my feet to. Then to my utter arousal, both of them bent forward, and taking each of the big toes of my feet into their mouth, began to suck on them! A surge of arousal coursed through me like electricity, as I felt these two young girls sucking on my toes, and I let out a small cry. "Auntieeee..." I hissed, tightening my grasp around Radhika aunty's proferred breasts, even as I involuntarily jerked my feet back.
"Relax, beta ... just kiss me..." she whispered with urgency, once again plunging her mouth towards mine and began kissing me with ardor, plunging her tongue deep into my mouth. Pulling her mouth away from mine, she straightened her back, and sat up. Looking into my eyes with a hint of a smile on her thick lush lips, her chest heaving, she slid her hands back up to my chest, and began to tease my erect nipples with her long red finger nails. At the same time, Swati and Rakhi began to work their way upwards, continuing to run their tongue in a teasing manner, from my toes to my ankles.
With a little sigh, Radhika aunty leant forward, and began to run her tongue along my ear lobes, causing me to squirm violently. As goose bumps came up on my arms and chest, she slid her tongue to my neck, and then on to my chest. It was as if the whole thing was orchestrated, with Radhika aunty conducting the show. As soon as Radhika aunty began to lick my chest, and flick her tongue across my nipples, the two girls also began to slide their tongue upwards, holding on to my legs, and licking the insides of my knees.
I was going crazy with all this tongue teasing, and squirmed and thrashed about on the bed violently, prompting Radhika aunty to look into my face with a smile and whisper "Just relax, beta ... then it won't tickle you..." as if she could read my mind. The sensations of arousal were no longer just restricted to my cock, and I guess that was what these professionally trained masseuses could do to you. As Radhika aunty saw me gazing at her breasts and her thick brown erect nipples which were still glistening with my saliva, she said "You want to suck on them, beta..." her voice husky. I just nodded my head, unable to speak.
Giving me a benign smile, she stood up and quickly moved to behind my head. Leaning forward from behind my head, so that her heavy mature breasts were almost smothering my face, she began to run her tongue along my chest and nipples again; thus giving me the best of both worlds. I groaned as I grabbed hold of her breasts roughly, and squeezed and mauled them, and lost no time in clamping my mouth around them and sucking on them like a man possessed, driven crazy by the three tongues that were teasing and licking my body.
In that postion, bent over me, she slid both her hands towards my pelvis and began to tease my erect cock through the thick towel again, running her short thick fingers along the length of my shaft under the towel. The two girls, Swati and Rakhi, had by now straightened, and pushed my legs back so that they were bent at the knees at a right angle, my feet resting on the bed. I caught them looking at Radhika aunty, and in response to something she would have conveyed to them by eye-signs, nodded their heads.
Pouring some more oil into their palms, they began to massage the underside of my thighs. Since my legs were lifted off the bed from my hips, the towel around my waist had slipped up. I reached down to adjust the towel to cover my erect phallus again, an action which caused the dusky Swati to smile at me knowingly. The girls were on either side of me now, Swati on my right and Rakhi on my left. Having massaged my hamstrings thoroughly with the warm aromatic oil, they made me straighten my legs once again.
The tent formed under the white towel by my erect cock was clearly visible, and I saw the shy Rakhi steal a glace at it. I was past caring now, since I was going berserk on Radhika aunty's heavy plump breasts which she was liberally rubbing across my face now, running it across my tongue which I had stuck out of my mouth. Not a word was being spoken and the only sounds were of my heavy breathing, and Radhika aunty's occasional sighs of pleasure as I caught hold of her breasts once in a while and flicked my tongue across the erect nipples rapidly.
Having made me straighten my legs, the two girls moved upwards towards my torso, and gently pulled at my arms. It was obvious that they were following Radhika aunty's instructions. Taking hold of my arms, both of them made me rest the palm of my hand on their shoulders, and began to knead the muscles of my arms. Radhika aunty too straightened up, and began to knead the muscles of my shoulders and the crook of my neck with her well oiled hands. Freed of her smothering breasts, I looked at Swati.
Upon catching my glance, she flashed me one of her seductive dusky smiles, and moved closer to me, causing my elbows to press against the pliant softness of her free hanging breasts under the t-shirt. I responded with a knowing smile of my own, and pressed my elbows harder against the softness of her breasts. Turning my head to the other side, I purposely looked at the petite young Rakhi. As I looked at her, she lefted her gaze and gave me a shy embarrassed smile, something that turned me on more than Swati's lascivious smile had. I gave her a genuine warm smile, and squeezed her shoulder. This made her look at me again, and seeing the smile on my face, she smiled a little more confidently.
Swati then proceeded to sit down on the bed by the side of my hips, and resting my elbow in her lap, began to knead and press each of the fingers of my hand. Having finished with my fingers and palm, she moved towards my forearm and then to my upper arm, leaving my hand free to move. Deciding that I'd played the shy boy enough, I slid my hand over her luscious low hanging breasts, and pressed them softly through the knit fabric of her t-shirt. It was as if she was waiting all along for me to do that, for she reacted by letting out an exaggerated sigh, clasping my palm and pressing it on to her breasts in encouragement.
As I ran my thumb over the softness of her plaint breasts through the t-shirt, trying to trace the outline of her nipples, I turned my gaze towards Rakhi. Her petite breasts were hardly visible through the loose t-shirt, and I decided to take a bolder approach with her. Sliding my hand down her torso, I placed the palm of my left hand on her slender waist. When she felt my grasp tighten on her taut slender waist, I felt her stiffen, even though she still did not look me in the eye.
I slid my hands down further, and felt her smooth, almost skinny, thighs under the hem of her black skirt. I felt her quiver when my palm touched the milky whiteness of her slender thighs. I was tempted to slide my hands under her skirt and cup her small derriere, but decided against it. I realized that this girl was not a professional like Swati, and decided to go easy with her. Instead, I just squeezed her thigh gently, which made her look at my face tentatively. If anything, she was cute. Slender aquiline face, thin rosy lips, and short hair cropped in a boyish fashion. The color had rushed to her cheeks due to the attention I was giving her, and her thin pink lips were parted, with her breath coming out faster.
Her small perky breasts were almost indistinguishable under the black t-shirt, and in that uniform, she looked like a young college girl, even though she was almost 20. When she looked at my face, I gave her a reassuring smile and nodded my head imperceptibly, which I hoped would convey to her that I was not going to treat her like a whore. I thought she understood my look, for she reciprocated my smile with an almost relieved smile, and as if to convey the feeling, gave my shoulder an extra squeeze, where her hands were massaging me.
This little unspoken exchange between me and Rakhi had not gone unnoticed by the dusky Swati, and as if to bring my attention back to her, she gave my other shoulder and extra squeeze on the right side. I turned my gaze to her, only to see that she was looking intently at my face, her expression seeming to pose a question. She was probably used to getting more of the attention between these two girls, and was visibly miffed that I was paying more attention to the diminutive Rakhi.
Giving her a smile, I raised my arm at the elbows, and once again let it rest against her torso, the back of my palm coming in contact with her soft pliant breasts. She batted her eyelids flirtatiously, and slid her oily hands to my chest, running it over my chest. I'd momentarily forgotten Radhika aunty, who was still standing behind my head and gently massaging my neck muscles. When she slid her hands on to my chest too, I glanced up at her. She gave me a knowing smile, and slid her fingers to the hair at the center of my chest. When she ran her fingers through the hair and tugged at them gently, I said "Yes aunty, I know ... I too wish I did not have so much hair on my body..." which was a fact since I was rather conscious of the fact that I had hair on my chest and my legs.
"Arre, beta ... what are you saying..." she said to me in a chiding tone " ... hair on your body makes you look so manly ... otherwise the girls will call you a chikna no..." she added with a laugh. "Haan, sir..." added Swati from the side, eager as always to join a conversation, and second her employer " ... you look so macho because of the hair ... and you have such a nice body, sir..." she added, giving my nipples a playful pinch, an impish smile on her face. I smiled at her flattery, and asked "Really... ?" giving her erect nipples a pinch through the t-shirt, to which she responded with a giggle.
"Really, sir..." she replied instantly in an earnest voice " ... hai na, Rakhi... ?" she asked Rakhi, as if to reassure me. Embarrassed, Rakhi glanced at Swati's face first, before turning to look at me, as she replied "Uhh ... haan, yes sir..." embarrassed at being dragged into this teasing conversation. "Now you're happy, beta..." laughed Radhika aunty " ... all three of us have given you a certificate of being macho..." playfully pinching my nipples again, her fingers interlacing with Swati's which were already on them.
"Certificate to idhar hai, ma'am..." added the dusky Swati with a mischievous smile, as she placed her free right hand on the protrusion of my cock which was swollen like a pole under the thick white towel, and gave it a gentle squeeze, eliciting laughter from Radhika aunty. It was first time today that one of these two girls had taken the initiative of fondling my cock, and it heightened my sense of arousal. I slid my hand down Swati's firm slender body till it came to rest on her waist, and gave it a squeeze.
She giggled and looked at me, before turning to glance at Radhika aunty. She must have got some sort of a signal from Radhika aunty, for she immediately began to pull her t-shirt from her skirt where it was tucked inside. The gesture, though subtle, was hugely erotic for me, as in was an open invitation for me to slide my hand under her t-shirt. I obliged immediately by sliding my hand under her t-shirt and feeling the bare skin of her waist. She gazed into my eyes intently and took a step closer towards me, as if urging me to go further.
Her skin was hot to touch, and as I slid my hand further up under her black knit t-shirt, I was rewarded immediately by the feel of her soft pliant breasts under them. They were so incredibly soft, perhaps the softest pair of tits I'd ever felt. As I'd said earlier, her breasts were not the firm perky types, but rather the longish soft types, which hung rather low on her chest. Cupping her soft dangling breasts in my palm, I squeezed them, eliciting a moan from her. She put on a sufficient act of twisting her head sideways, and putting on an expression of exaggerated arousal on her dark sexy face, biting her lips in the process.
I felt a movement on my left side, and turned to see that Rakhi too was pulling out her t-shirt from where it was tucked inside her pleated short skirt, ostensibly on a signal from Radhika aunt too. And then to my utter surprise, she took my left hand in hers and gently placed it on her hips, under her t-shirt, all the while avoiding looking at me. I felt a small shudder go through her when she felt my hand on the bare skin of her slender waist. Deciding to go further with her, I slid my hand up her smooth taut belly till my finger tips touched the underside of her small perky firm breasts under the t-shirt.
An involuntary sigh escaped her lips when my fingers touched her breasts, and she leaned forward almost instinctively. I responded my gently placing my palm on her small firm perky tits and pressing them, rather than squeezing. I could feel the small nubbins of her tiny erect nipples burning into the palm of my hands. As I felt the firm contours of her small breasts, I realized her tits were almost like the budding tits of a girl who's just entered her teens. Thus, with one hand under the dusky Swati's t-shirt, squeezing her pliant dangling medium sized 32-C breasts, and the other hand under the petite Rakhi's t-shirt, fondling her perky 30-B breasts, I felt like a king.
Glancing up, I saw Radhika aunty, with her relatively huge 36-D heavy breasts dangling over my face, give me a knowing smile. When I looked up at her from below, she cupped her right breast and squeezed it for me, and nodded her head in a manner that intended to convey something. I saw her glance at the two girls, and nod to them, another unspoken message conveyed. The girls responded immediately, and took a step backwards. As I looked on, Swati quickly pulled her t-shirt above her head, and dropped it on the floor.
Swati would've about 25 – 26 years old. She had that look of your neighborhood friend's elder sister, which would have made you lust for her. Her figure was slender yet curvy, and she had that sexiness to her associated with most dark skinned good looking girls. My cock gave a jerk under that thick towel when she took off her top to bare her breasts. They were the most unusual pair of tits I'd seen in a girl so far. They were full and rounded, but were unusually elongated and hung rather low on her chest.
They were placed some distance apart on her chest, and the space between her tits on her chest was clearly visible. A hint of sweat made her body gleam in the light of the room. She had large black areolas capping the tip of her breasts, but her nipples were rather flat and did not protrude out much. As she leaned to her side to drop her t-shirt, those pendulous soft breasts of hers swung gracefully, adding immensely to her eroticism. There is something about a young girl getting topless, and only wearing a skirt that turns me on immensely, and it did so this time too.
She smiled coquettishly when you saw that I was staring unabashedly at her breasts, and looked into my eyes with longing, as if waiting for me to say something. Breaking the silence, I heard Radhika aunty say "Looks like you like my Swati's boobies, beta..." her voice teasing, as she moved away from behind my head and came to stand by my right side, next to Swati. As I looked at her face, embarrassed again, she let out a little laugh, and sliding her right hand behind Swati's back, cupped both of her soft pliant dangling breasts, and squeezed them. Shaking them up and down alternately, she said to me "See, they are nice and soft ... don't you like them, beta..." a smile on her lips, and a merry twinkle in her eyes.
My cock gave another lurch at the lascivious way in which the 36-year old Radhika aunty was pressing her own big firm heavy breasts to Swati's shoulder, and cupping and sqeezing her soft tits to show them to me. "Umm, yes aunty..." I managed to croak, unable to take my eyes away from the way Radhika aunty was toying with her tits to arouse me. "You like them more than mine... ?" she asked me teasingly, toying with Swati's nipples with her fingers, her eyes were twinkling merrily. "Oh no, aunty ... yours are the best..." I responded. At this she threw back her head and laughed aloud, causing her heavy full breasts to quiver. "Dekho ... ladka badmaash hai ... lekin aunty ko hameshaa khush rakhega..." she said with a laugh, to both the girls in general.
Swati giggled at this, even at Radhika aunty looked at Rakhi and said to her "What are you waiting for, girl ... yeh Jignesh hi hai ... inke saamne sharmaane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai..." Rakhi, who'd been standing there fidgeting with the hem of her t-shirt, blushed violently, and I could see her pale cheeks turn a deep shade of pink. With a little murmur, she too slowly pulled her black t-shirt over her head to bare her slender milky white body to me. What a sight she was, standing there in nothing but a black skirt. Her milky white skin contrasted sharply with the black skirt, and her little tits were like those budding breasts you normally see on girls who've just developed breasts.
They were small firm mounds on her chest, almost conical, and were capped by small light brown areolas, and tiny puckered pinkish nipples, that looked almost virgin to me. My throat went dry, as the very shy Rakhi glanced at me, a completely helpless look in her eyes, as if she was almost apologetic of showing her under developed body to me. Clearing my throat, I slid my hand on the bed and clasping her quivering hands subtely, gave it a gentle squeeze. Clearing my throat, I said to her in a calm voice "Rakhi, you're very beautiful ... and very sexy..." My remark caused her eyelids to flutter, and she looked at my face as if to see if I was making fun of her.
But seeing the expression on my face, she blushed, and managed to say through quivering lips "Thank ... thank you, sir ... thank you, Jignesh sir..." repeating herself in her awkwardness. "See, I told you, na ... Jignesh likes you..." said Radhika aunty from the other side " ... kya karun, beta ... bahut sharmaati hai yeh ladki..." turning to look at me as she said the last words. I just smiled at Radhika aunty, even as I gave Rakhi's hand another reassuring squeeze away from Radhika aunty's and Swati's looks. Mercifully, she responded by clasping her fingers around mine, and squeezing my hand.
"Now, it's time for your special massage, beta..." Radhika aunty said to me, leaning forward to once again squeeze my turgid cock which was standing to attention under the thick towel. It was frustrating me to no end, that even after all this while, none of the women had made a move to touch or feel my cock naked. Even as I watched, Radhika aunty poured a liberal amount of the warm aromatic oil from the glass bowl on to my chest. Swati moved towards my legs, and did the same to my legs, before passing the bowl to Rakhi, who poured the remaining oil on my left leg.
The three of them began to spread the oil copiously on my body, Radhika aunty taking care of my chest and arms, while Swati and Rakhi took care of my legs. My body was slick and slippery with the warm oil, and I watched on as the varied size and shapes of tits of these three women shook and jiggled when they spread the oil over my body. Asking me to raise my arms and leave it above my head, Radhika aunty bent forward, and to my utter arousal, began to massage my oil-slick chest with her huge firm breasts.
A small groan escaped my lips, as Radhika aunty placed her right palm on the prominent bulge of my swollen cock through the thick towel, and dangling her heavy full breasts over my chest, began to move her torso back and forth, causing her breasts and nipples to massage my chest. At about the same time, I felt the two girls also begin to do the same on my thighs, knees, and shins. While the dusky Swati's soft pillowy breasts felt like a wet sponge was being rubbed on my thighs, the petite Rakhi's perky breasts felt like a firm cushion. "Ohh, auntieee..." I cried out, despite myself, and reached out with my right hand to cup Radhika aunty's full heavy derriere.
"Liking it, beta..." she asked teasingly, even as her pudgy fingers continued to manipulate my swollen cock through the thick turkey level. "Yes, yes, yes..." I gasped, even as I strained my neck to look at Swati and Rakhi. Both of them were bent forward, with their hands clasped behind their back, and swinging their torsos in such a way that their breasts teased and caressed my bare legs. I'd never experienced something like this before, and with another groan, I desperately began to try to lift up Radhika aunty's dark red petticoat, in an attempt to feel her bare legs and ass.
When she felt my hands fumbling on her thighs, she glanced at me and gave me an understanding smile. Without a word, she straightened her back, and reaching up to her waist, began to untie the cord that held her petticoat at her waist, taking care not to let her oily fingers smudge her petticoat. Untying the cord, she loosened her petticoat around her prominent waist, and allowed it to slide down her legs. Stepping out of the petticoat which lay in a heap around her ankles, she placed her hand on her hip, and stood in front of me, clad only in a sexy black pair of panties.
Unlike the types that married housewives usually wore, her panties were of a sexy black lacy type, barely covering the thick mound of her cunt, and just about covering the heavy full roundness of her butt. She stood there for a brief moment, as if posing for me, allowing me to take in the sight of her near nudity. Like most heavily built Punjabi women, she had a body that seemed to have been built for sex. Her fleshy waist flared out to wide prominent hips, and a pair of rather stocky and heavy thighs.
As she stood there, with a smile on her face, her huge 36-D breasts glistening with oil, those thick dark brown nipples shining like tiny headlights, with her hip cocked to one side, in those black high-heeled sandals, I let out a tiny cry of lust. "Auntiee ... you're so ... so sexy..." my voice hoarse. She let out a little chuckle at that, and playfully shook her shoulders, causing her heavy mature breasts to swing voluptuously. As she took the few steps forward to come close to me again, I reached out with my right hand and grabbed hold of her slippery oily breasts. Grabbing hold of her left breast with both my hands, I pulled them towards my mouth with an animal-like cry, and clamped my lips on them.
As I opened my mouth and tongued and sucked on her breasts like a greedy child, I felt the taste of the oil invade my mouth. But I was past caring now, and she too encouraged me by cradling my head in the crook of her arm, and feeding me her heavy mature breasts. My right hand slid down her torso, and ran along her thick thighs, caressing them wantonly, and reaching up every now and then to cup her huge fleshy buttocks. Even as I was immersed in suckling on Radhika aunty's oily breasts, I felt Swati and Rakhi move up towards my pelvis, ostensibly on some eye signal from Radhika aunty.
I felt their hands linger on my thighs, sliding in between my thighs and caressing the insides. At the same time, Radhika aunty, who was holding my head cradled in her arms like a child, allowing me to go crazy on her heavy firm breasts, slid her hand down my belly, and for the first time today, slid in under the towel. I let out a muffled groan, as I felt her thick oily fingers wrap themselves around the base of hard cock, and hold the cock upright. My mouth automatically clamped around her proferred breast, and I almost bit on her thick turgid nipples hard as she did that.
"Ohh, beta ... you're so hard..." she whispered huskily, as she hastily threw aside the thick white towel to bare my cock, and pressed my face to her breasts harder. Through the corner of my eyes, I saw my rigid cock standing up like a steely rod, the foreskin partly peeled back, and the shiny tip of my cock glistening with pre-cum. "Oh, what a beautiful cock he has..." Radhika aunty crooned sexily, holding my cock at the base and shaking it gently, causing it to sway like a flag pole in the wind. At the same time, I felt the hot Swati slide her hands between my thighs, and scbang the underside of my swollen balls with her long finger nails, even as she said huskily "Ohhh ... see how beautiful is Jignesh sir's hathiyaar, Rakhi..." her voice dripping with honey " ... so big ... and so hard..." the words addressed to Rakhi, but clearly intended for me to hear.
Letting go off my head, Radhika aunty laid my head down gently on the pillow, and and made an exaggerated gesture of cupping her heavy breasts, and squeezing them, hissing to me at the same time "Ohh, beta ... you have such a beautiful tool ... you will make really happy with this..." squeezing my cock gently, and beginning to stroke it slowly. As I felt her slide her oily hands up and down along my cock, I threw my head back and let out a prolonged groan of pleasure, relieved that my cock was finally getting the attention that it had been craving for so long.
Continuing to stroke my rock hard cock slowly, Radhika aunty bent forward once again, and began to flick her tongue across my small erect nipples. I responded by sliding my hands down to the back of her thighs and caressing it. As she felt my hand on her thighs, she parted her legs a bit, which allowed me to slide my palm in between her heavy thighs from behind. Sliding my hand upwards between her thighs, I felt the thick mound of her mature pussy under the thin lacy black panty.
As I rubbed my fingers along the fleshy mound of her cunt, she let out an exaggerated moan, and began to stroke my cock harder. Turning my gaze to look at Rakhi, I saw that she still standing apprehensively near my waist, her eyes intently watching the way Radhika aunty was stroking my rock hard cock, the velvet colored glistening mushroom shaped tip of my cock fully visible now. Swati caught me looking at Rakhi, and she said to her "Bol na, Rakhi ... don't you think Jignesh sir has a beautiful cock..." her voice dripping with false arousal.
Flustered, Rakhi glanced at me nervously, before mumbling in a barely audible voice "Haan ... I mean ... yes sir..." averting her gaze hastily, the color once again rushing to her cheeks. With a maddening lilt in her voice, Swait continued "Oh ma'am ... let us also get a feel of sir's beautiful cock no, please..." batting her eyelids as she said that. Radhika aunty let out a little laugh at this, and straightened her back. "So who's stopping you, girls..." she asked good naturedly "I'm sure Jignesh won't mind ... will you, beta... ?" her tone teasing. Embarrassed, I just managed to smile awkwardly.
"Ooohhh..." I heard Swati croon, as Radhika aunty let go off my throbbing cock, and it slapped against my belly like an angry snake. Reaching out, she took of my cock almost gingerly, emitting low throaty sounds. "Ooohh ... so nice..." she continued to hiss, as she took my cock in her hand and began to slide her soft slender hands along my shaft. Turning to look at my face, she smiled coquettishly and gushed "Oh, sir ... I've never seen such a beautiful cock before ... never..." feeding me a line which she probably fed every single customer of hers. When I smiled back at her, she pretended to blush, and bit her lips, continuing to stroke my erect cock.
I watched the way her incredibly longish dark soft 32-C breasts jiggled and shook, as she stroked my cock. Seeing my eyes on her pendulous tits, the lusty Swati leaned forward, and dangling her breasts over my cock, began to rub the tip of my cock on her barely visible nipples and those incredibly large dark areolas. I threw my head back and groaned when she did that. "Oooh, see Rakhi ... sir likes that ... why don't you also feel it..." her tone as if she was telling one of her classmates in college what to do for homework. Rakhi blushed, and threw a furtive glance at me.
When I nodded imperceptibly, she too reached out and gingerly felt my cock with her slender milky white fingers. "Hold it nicely na, Rakhi..." Swati said to her impatiently, making her wrap her fingers on my cock, and then wrapping her own fingers over Rakhi's. In this manner she made Rakhi stroke my cock, while she continued to fondle my swollen balls with her free hand from below. Rakhi's milky white hands contrasted sharply with the dark tone of Swati's color, and I had never had my cock stroked by two girls at the same time before. I could see that she was still distinctly uncomfortable having to service me in this manner in front of the others.
To encourage her, I reached out with my left hand and beckoned to her with my fingers to come closer to my chest. She responded immediately and took a few steps towards me, close enough for me to place my hand on her bare slender waist. Squeezing her waist gently, I said to her softly "Bahut acchha lag raha hai, Rakhi ... please keep doing that..." a gentle smile on my face. Her face flushed pink once again, and for the first time in the day, she managed to give me a genuine smile of warmth.
Sliding my hand upwards from her slender waist, I let it linger on her taut flat belly. I felt a little shudder go through her body when I did that. Encouraged, I slid my hand upwards till I could cup her perky little breasts in the palm of my hands. When my fingers closed around the firmness of her pointed perky breasts and genty pinched her tiny erect pinkish nipples, a soft sigh escaped her lips. Even as she closed her eyes, and continued to gently stroke my throbbing cock, I felt Swati also move closer towards my chest.
Radhika aunty stepped backwards to let Swati come closer to me, and when I glanced at Radhika aunty's face, she nodded her head at me and gave me a sign to go ahead and enjoy these two girls now. As soon as Swati stepped closer, I reached out and cupped her dangling soft breasts with my right hand. She let out a little sigh, and leaned forwards towards me immediately. Bringing her face close to my ears, she whispered "Ohh, sir ... it feels so nice when you do that ... do it harder no, sir ... please..." in a voice that could turn a man's head.
In response, I just grabbed hold of the pony tail of her hair, and pulled her face to mine. Opening my mouth, I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her with all my pent up fervour, whispering to her in return "Swati, you are so hot..." She moaned, and opened her mouth too, plunging her wet tongue into my mouth and kissing me back. As I kissed the dark skinned girl-next-door Swati, I squeezed Rakhi's perky breasts harder, causing her also to sigh and tighten her grip on my cock. From the corner of my eyes, I could see her looking at the way Swati was kissing me, and I thought I could see a hint of envy in her eyes.
Swati was mashing her soft pillowy breasts to my chest almost wantonly now, and when I pulled her face away, holding her by her hair, she was panting with excitement, her breath coming out through her lips in short shallow gasps. I let go off her hair, and slid my hand to her chest to cup her dangling dark breasts again. I scbangd my finger nails against her large dark areaolas, causing her to let out another exaggerated moan of "Ohh, Jignesh sir ... what are you doing ... you're making me so hot..." the words delivered as smoothly as a professional actress.
I just smiled at her and turned my attention to Rakhi, still continuing to play with her tits. I caught Rakhi's eye and winked at her, and nodded to her subtely. Sliding my hand upwards to her neck, I pulled her gently towards me. She complied immediately and leaned forward, bringing her face inches close to mine. Licking my lips, I looked her in the eye, and gently pulled her face downwards to kiss her. As my lips touched hers, she let out sharp intake of breath and closed her eyes. I had no intention of being rough with her, and so I just held her gently by her neck, and kissed her as softly as I could. After brushing my lips against her briefly, I pulled my face away, and looked at her.
She seemed surprise at my gentleness, and her lips quivered. Her aquiline face had wide mouth, with thin pink lips, which for some strange reason turned me on immensely. I too closed my eyes, and pulled her lips to mine once again. This time I parted my lips, and allowed my tongue to run over her lips. She responded by parting her lips too, and we kissed each other lovers would, gently and with love, our tongues probing each others mouth softly. My left hand had slid down her waist, and I slid my hand under her short black skirt, feeling her almost skinny thighs.
I felt her shiver as my hands caressed her thighs, and as I slid my hands upwards under her skirt, I was in for a surprise. The shy, demure Rakhi was not wearing panties! I felt her body go stiff when my fingers closed around her almost flat bony ass, and I felt a thrill course through me when I realized that she was naked under the skirt. I wondered if it was the same with Swati too. I let my fingers roam over her small compact ass, and gently probed at the crack of her ass, causing her to part her thighs automatically. Sliding my middle finger under the crack of her ass, I felt the soft patch of pubic hair at her vagina.
I was glad to find that she was not clean shaven, and had kept her pussy trimmed, and as my fingers slid further inside, I felt the wet slit of her young pussy for the first time. Her body quivered at the unexpected intrusion of her vagina, and I felt her mouth clamp down on mine with fervor. She let go off my cock, to which she was holding on all this while, and her hands automatically grabbed hold of my chest and my shoulders. Not wanting to scare her off, I just gently manipulated my fingers at the slit of her vagina, feeling the wetness that was beginning to betray her emotions.
I finally ended my kiss with Rakhi, and I sensed that she straightened with some bit of reluctance, as if she did not want to stop kissing me. I flashed a smile, and wrapped my hand around her slim compact buttocks again, my fingers intermittently caressing her vulva from behind. Turning my attention to Swati, I saw that now it was she who seemed to be looking at me with something like a frown on her face. But the moment I looked at her, she put on a seductive smile on her lips again, and said "I hope you did not forget me, sir..." her tone both flirtatious and accusing at the same time, even as she reached out with her hand and took hold of my erect cock again.
When I laughed at her comment, she flashed me her trademark sultry smile, and proceeded to dangle her dark luscious breasts in front of my face. Letting her tits dangle only inches away from my lips, she said in a low whisper "Don't you like my boobies, sir..." I just looked her in the eye, my eyes burning with lust, and ran my tongue across my lips. She giggled like a college girl, and then teasingly brushed her soft dangling breasts against my lips.
With a groan, I opened my mouth and took her proffered teat into my mouth. Her breasts being the types which hung low on her chest, they fit into my mouth rather easily. As I applied some pressure and pulled in as much of her low hanging succulent breast into my mouth, she let out a low soft moan of pleasure. "Haan, sir ... aise hi ... zor se karo naa, sir..." her voice husky. As I sucked on breast hungrily and chewed on them, I quickly slid my hand under her skirt. This time around I was not so surprised to find that she too was not wearing panties under her skirt.
Her butt, like her tits, was soft and bubbly, and when I squeezed them hard, she let out another soft pretentious cry of "Oh, sir ... yeh aap kya kar rahe ho..." I just grinned and continued to maul on her luscious ripe tits, even as she increased the tempo of stroking my cock. At that moment, I felt a movement between my outstretched thighs, and when I strained my neck to look at what it was, I was stunned to see that Radhika aunty had clambered on to bed from the side of my legs, and was parting my legs to get in between them.
She was on all fours between my outstretched legs, and when she caught my gaze, she gave me in impish smile. Without a word, she leaned forward and took hold of my cock, her big heavy mature breasts dangling enticingly over my rock hard steely cock. I involuntarily bit harder on Swati's soft tits, when I felt Radhika aunty take my cock in her hand. She began stroking my cock gently, even as she brought her face near my crotch and began to run her tongue along the insides of my thighs. I squirmed violently at this, and my hands which were under Rakhi's and Swati's skirts respectively, instinctively grabbed their butts harder.
To Be COntinued...
Straightening her back, she shook her chest gently, causing those heavy breasts of hers to shake, even as she looked into my eyes and asked "Are they as nice as you expected, beta..." her voice betraying her need to be re-assured. "Ohh, aunty..." I croaked " ... far far better than I expected..." Hearing this, she smiled with pleasure, and cupping both of her heavy breasts in her hands, shook them enticingly in front of my face. "I know I'm fishing for compliments, beta ... but what to do ... these days I rarely get any compliments from young men like you..." she said with a little laugh, even as she herself glanced at her breasts, and ran her palms along the sides of it, as if massaging them to bring the circulation back.
"Oh, ma'am..." chirped the sexy Swati from the side " ... why do you say that ... we keep telling you no ... that you have such a sexy hot body ... hai na, Jignesh sir..." the last few words directed at me. "Of course..." I responded, still unable to pull my eyes away from her heavenly mammaries, as I licked my lips involuntarily " ... Uncle is such a luck man..." I added, referring to her husband.
At this, Radhika aunty threw her head back, and laughed heartily, an action which caused her heavy breasts to quiver. "You're so cute, beta..." she said, to my utter discomfiture at being called "cute" again, before adding " ... but I think you're the one who's luckier ... having the three of us at the same time to service you..." her voice naughty and teasing again, as she continued to chuckle. At this, I turned my gaze to look at the other two girls, both of who had gone back to my feet, and were massaging the toes. The sexy Swati was standing right at my feet, and as she rubbed the fingers of my toes, she was pressing her pelvis to my feet; while the demure Rakhi was a picture of dedication, intent on massaging my left feet.
When my eyes met Swati's, she bit her lips seductively, and ground her pelvis to the small of my feet. I smiled at her, and turned my gaze back to Radhika aunty who'd by now climbed on to the bed at the side of my hips, and was leaning forward with both her palms resting on either side of my head, dangling those heavy mature breasts right over my face. "Just compliments won't do, beta..." she said huskily, shaking her torso again causing those heavy mammaries to quiver and shake in front of my face.
With a groan, I reached out and cupped both of her heavy breasts in my hands. As my palms closed around the flesh of her breasts, I was amazed by how hard and firm they were. A slow smile creased the lusty Punjabi housewife's face, as my fingers squeezed the flesh of her breasts, and her eyes bore into mine intently. Leaning forward further, she brought her lush red lips close to mine, and thrust out her tongue. Without touching her lips to mine, she began to run her tongue along my lips, encouraging me to do the same.
I responded by opening my mouth, and thrusting out my tongue too. Our tongues intertwined and lashed against each other erotically, our salivas intermingling, as she let out a low throat moan, feeling my fingers squeeze and knead her heavy fleshy breasts. This was new to me, as I'd never experienced such a 'tongue-licking' only, without out lips touching. With a groan, I squeezed her breasts hard, eliciting another groan of pleasure from her. Pulling her tongue away, she gazed into my face, her face clouded with lust.
She watched the way my chest rose and fell with my shallow breathing, before lowering herself further on my face, thrusting those delicious mature breasts into my mouth. With an animal like cry, I clasped my mouth over her left breast, opening them wide to take as much of her heavenly breasts as possible into my mouth, and began licking and sucking on them like a man possessed. Her left hand grabbed hold of my hair and pulled them roughly towards her breasts, urging me to suck on them harder, even as slid my right hand to her voluptuous heavy butt and squeezed them.
"Yesss, beta..." she hissed, as she slid her free right hand down my belly and almost roughly grabbed hold of my throbbing hard cock through the towel, which by now had formed a tent under the towel. I desperately wanted her to take hold of my rock hard cock in her hands and start stroking them, but she just kept teasing it through the towel, prolonging my sweet torture. As I pulled my mouth away from her breasts to catch my breath, I saw her twist her neck sideways and motion something imperceptibly with her head to Swati and Rakhi.
At that unsaid command, Swati smiled and nodded her head at Radhika aunty, and immediately ceased the manipulations they were subjecting my feet to. Then to my utter arousal, both of them bent forward, and taking each of the big toes of my feet into their mouth, began to suck on them! A surge of arousal coursed through me like electricity, as I felt these two young girls sucking on my toes, and I let out a small cry. "Auntieeee..." I hissed, tightening my grasp around Radhika aunty's proferred breasts, even as I involuntarily jerked my feet back.
"Relax, beta ... just kiss me..." she whispered with urgency, once again plunging her mouth towards mine and began kissing me with ardor, plunging her tongue deep into my mouth. Pulling her mouth away from mine, she straightened her back, and sat up. Looking into my eyes with a hint of a smile on her thick lush lips, her chest heaving, she slid her hands back up to my chest, and began to tease my erect nipples with her long red finger nails. At the same time, Swati and Rakhi began to work their way upwards, continuing to run their tongue in a teasing manner, from my toes to my ankles.
With a little sigh, Radhika aunty leant forward, and began to run her tongue along my ear lobes, causing me to squirm violently. As goose bumps came up on my arms and chest, she slid her tongue to my neck, and then on to my chest. It was as if the whole thing was orchestrated, with Radhika aunty conducting the show. As soon as Radhika aunty began to lick my chest, and flick her tongue across my nipples, the two girls also began to slide their tongue upwards, holding on to my legs, and licking the insides of my knees.
I was going crazy with all this tongue teasing, and squirmed and thrashed about on the bed violently, prompting Radhika aunty to look into my face with a smile and whisper "Just relax, beta ... then it won't tickle you..." as if she could read my mind. The sensations of arousal were no longer just restricted to my cock, and I guess that was what these professionally trained masseuses could do to you. As Radhika aunty saw me gazing at her breasts and her thick brown erect nipples which were still glistening with my saliva, she said "You want to suck on them, beta..." her voice husky. I just nodded my head, unable to speak.
Giving me a benign smile, she stood up and quickly moved to behind my head. Leaning forward from behind my head, so that her heavy mature breasts were almost smothering my face, she began to run her tongue along my chest and nipples again; thus giving me the best of both worlds. I groaned as I grabbed hold of her breasts roughly, and squeezed and mauled them, and lost no time in clamping my mouth around them and sucking on them like a man possessed, driven crazy by the three tongues that were teasing and licking my body.
In that postion, bent over me, she slid both her hands towards my pelvis and began to tease my erect cock through the thick towel again, running her short thick fingers along the length of my shaft under the towel. The two girls, Swati and Rakhi, had by now straightened, and pushed my legs back so that they were bent at the knees at a right angle, my feet resting on the bed. I caught them looking at Radhika aunty, and in response to something she would have conveyed to them by eye-signs, nodded their heads.
Pouring some more oil into their palms, they began to massage the underside of my thighs. Since my legs were lifted off the bed from my hips, the towel around my waist had slipped up. I reached down to adjust the towel to cover my erect phallus again, an action which caused the dusky Swati to smile at me knowingly. The girls were on either side of me now, Swati on my right and Rakhi on my left. Having massaged my hamstrings thoroughly with the warm aromatic oil, they made me straighten my legs once again.
The tent formed under the white towel by my erect cock was clearly visible, and I saw the shy Rakhi steal a glace at it. I was past caring now, since I was going berserk on Radhika aunty's heavy plump breasts which she was liberally rubbing across my face now, running it across my tongue which I had stuck out of my mouth. Not a word was being spoken and the only sounds were of my heavy breathing, and Radhika aunty's occasional sighs of pleasure as I caught hold of her breasts once in a while and flicked my tongue across the erect nipples rapidly.
Having made me straighten my legs, the two girls moved upwards towards my torso, and gently pulled at my arms. It was obvious that they were following Radhika aunty's instructions. Taking hold of my arms, both of them made me rest the palm of my hand on their shoulders, and began to knead the muscles of my arms. Radhika aunty too straightened up, and began to knead the muscles of my shoulders and the crook of my neck with her well oiled hands. Freed of her smothering breasts, I looked at Swati.
Upon catching my glance, she flashed me one of her seductive dusky smiles, and moved closer to me, causing my elbows to press against the pliant softness of her free hanging breasts under the t-shirt. I responded with a knowing smile of my own, and pressed my elbows harder against the softness of her breasts. Turning my head to the other side, I purposely looked at the petite young Rakhi. As I looked at her, she lefted her gaze and gave me a shy embarrassed smile, something that turned me on more than Swati's lascivious smile had. I gave her a genuine warm smile, and squeezed her shoulder. This made her look at me again, and seeing the smile on my face, she smiled a little more confidently.
Swati then proceeded to sit down on the bed by the side of my hips, and resting my elbow in her lap, began to knead and press each of the fingers of my hand. Having finished with my fingers and palm, she moved towards my forearm and then to my upper arm, leaving my hand free to move. Deciding that I'd played the shy boy enough, I slid my hand over her luscious low hanging breasts, and pressed them softly through the knit fabric of her t-shirt. It was as if she was waiting all along for me to do that, for she reacted by letting out an exaggerated sigh, clasping my palm and pressing it on to her breasts in encouragement.
As I ran my thumb over the softness of her plaint breasts through the t-shirt, trying to trace the outline of her nipples, I turned my gaze towards Rakhi. Her petite breasts were hardly visible through the loose t-shirt, and I decided to take a bolder approach with her. Sliding my hand down her torso, I placed the palm of my left hand on her slender waist. When she felt my grasp tighten on her taut slender waist, I felt her stiffen, even though she still did not look me in the eye.
I slid my hands down further, and felt her smooth, almost skinny, thighs under the hem of her black skirt. I felt her quiver when my palm touched the milky whiteness of her slender thighs. I was tempted to slide my hands under her skirt and cup her small derriere, but decided against it. I realized that this girl was not a professional like Swati, and decided to go easy with her. Instead, I just squeezed her thigh gently, which made her look at my face tentatively. If anything, she was cute. Slender aquiline face, thin rosy lips, and short hair cropped in a boyish fashion. The color had rushed to her cheeks due to the attention I was giving her, and her thin pink lips were parted, with her breath coming out faster.
Her small perky breasts were almost indistinguishable under the black t-shirt, and in that uniform, she looked like a young college girl, even though she was almost 20. When she looked at my face, I gave her a reassuring smile and nodded my head imperceptibly, which I hoped would convey to her that I was not going to treat her like a whore. I thought she understood my look, for she reciprocated my smile with an almost relieved smile, and as if to convey the feeling, gave my shoulder an extra squeeze, where her hands were massaging me.
This little unspoken exchange between me and Rakhi had not gone unnoticed by the dusky Swati, and as if to bring my attention back to her, she gave my other shoulder and extra squeeze on the right side. I turned my gaze to her, only to see that she was looking intently at my face, her expression seeming to pose a question. She was probably used to getting more of the attention between these two girls, and was visibly miffed that I was paying more attention to the diminutive Rakhi.
Giving her a smile, I raised my arm at the elbows, and once again let it rest against her torso, the back of my palm coming in contact with her soft pliant breasts. She batted her eyelids flirtatiously, and slid her oily hands to my chest, running it over my chest. I'd momentarily forgotten Radhika aunty, who was still standing behind my head and gently massaging my neck muscles. When she slid her hands on to my chest too, I glanced up at her. She gave me a knowing smile, and slid her fingers to the hair at the center of my chest. When she ran her fingers through the hair and tugged at them gently, I said "Yes aunty, I know ... I too wish I did not have so much hair on my body..." which was a fact since I was rather conscious of the fact that I had hair on my chest and my legs.
"Arre, beta ... what are you saying..." she said to me in a chiding tone " ... hair on your body makes you look so manly ... otherwise the girls will call you a chikna no..." she added with a laugh. "Haan, sir..." added Swati from the side, eager as always to join a conversation, and second her employer " ... you look so macho because of the hair ... and you have such a nice body, sir..." she added, giving my nipples a playful pinch, an impish smile on her face. I smiled at her flattery, and asked "Really... ?" giving her erect nipples a pinch through the t-shirt, to which she responded with a giggle.
"Really, sir..." she replied instantly in an earnest voice " ... hai na, Rakhi... ?" she asked Rakhi, as if to reassure me. Embarrassed, Rakhi glanced at Swati's face first, before turning to look at me, as she replied "Uhh ... haan, yes sir..." embarrassed at being dragged into this teasing conversation. "Now you're happy, beta..." laughed Radhika aunty " ... all three of us have given you a certificate of being macho..." playfully pinching my nipples again, her fingers interlacing with Swati's which were already on them.
"Certificate to idhar hai, ma'am..." added the dusky Swati with a mischievous smile, as she placed her free right hand on the protrusion of my cock which was swollen like a pole under the thick white towel, and gave it a gentle squeeze, eliciting laughter from Radhika aunty. It was first time today that one of these two girls had taken the initiative of fondling my cock, and it heightened my sense of arousal. I slid my hand down Swati's firm slender body till it came to rest on her waist, and gave it a squeeze.
She giggled and looked at me, before turning to glance at Radhika aunty. She must have got some sort of a signal from Radhika aunty, for she immediately began to pull her t-shirt from her skirt where it was tucked inside. The gesture, though subtle, was hugely erotic for me, as in was an open invitation for me to slide my hand under her t-shirt. I obliged immediately by sliding my hand under her t-shirt and feeling the bare skin of her waist. She gazed into my eyes intently and took a step closer towards me, as if urging me to go further.
Her skin was hot to touch, and as I slid my hand further up under her black knit t-shirt, I was rewarded immediately by the feel of her soft pliant breasts under them. They were so incredibly soft, perhaps the softest pair of tits I'd ever felt. As I'd said earlier, her breasts were not the firm perky types, but rather the longish soft types, which hung rather low on her chest. Cupping her soft dangling breasts in my palm, I squeezed them, eliciting a moan from her. She put on a sufficient act of twisting her head sideways, and putting on an expression of exaggerated arousal on her dark sexy face, biting her lips in the process.
I felt a movement on my left side, and turned to see that Rakhi too was pulling out her t-shirt from where it was tucked inside her pleated short skirt, ostensibly on a signal from Radhika aunt too. And then to my utter surprise, she took my left hand in hers and gently placed it on her hips, under her t-shirt, all the while avoiding looking at me. I felt a small shudder go through her when she felt my hand on the bare skin of her slender waist. Deciding to go further with her, I slid my hand up her smooth taut belly till my finger tips touched the underside of her small perky firm breasts under the t-shirt.
An involuntary sigh escaped her lips when my fingers touched her breasts, and she leaned forward almost instinctively. I responded my gently placing my palm on her small firm perky tits and pressing them, rather than squeezing. I could feel the small nubbins of her tiny erect nipples burning into the palm of my hands. As I felt the firm contours of her small breasts, I realized her tits were almost like the budding tits of a girl who's just entered her teens. Thus, with one hand under the dusky Swati's t-shirt, squeezing her pliant dangling medium sized 32-C breasts, and the other hand under the petite Rakhi's t-shirt, fondling her perky 30-B breasts, I felt like a king.
Glancing up, I saw Radhika aunty, with her relatively huge 36-D heavy breasts dangling over my face, give me a knowing smile. When I looked up at her from below, she cupped her right breast and squeezed it for me, and nodded her head in a manner that intended to convey something. I saw her glance at the two girls, and nod to them, another unspoken message conveyed. The girls responded immediately, and took a step backwards. As I looked on, Swati quickly pulled her t-shirt above her head, and dropped it on the floor.
Swati would've about 25 – 26 years old. She had that look of your neighborhood friend's elder sister, which would have made you lust for her. Her figure was slender yet curvy, and she had that sexiness to her associated with most dark skinned good looking girls. My cock gave a jerk under that thick towel when she took off her top to bare her breasts. They were the most unusual pair of tits I'd seen in a girl so far. They were full and rounded, but were unusually elongated and hung rather low on her chest.
They were placed some distance apart on her chest, and the space between her tits on her chest was clearly visible. A hint of sweat made her body gleam in the light of the room. She had large black areolas capping the tip of her breasts, but her nipples were rather flat and did not protrude out much. As she leaned to her side to drop her t-shirt, those pendulous soft breasts of hers swung gracefully, adding immensely to her eroticism. There is something about a young girl getting topless, and only wearing a skirt that turns me on immensely, and it did so this time too.
She smiled coquettishly when you saw that I was staring unabashedly at her breasts, and looked into my eyes with longing, as if waiting for me to say something. Breaking the silence, I heard Radhika aunty say "Looks like you like my Swati's boobies, beta..." her voice teasing, as she moved away from behind my head and came to stand by my right side, next to Swati. As I looked at her face, embarrassed again, she let out a little laugh, and sliding her right hand behind Swati's back, cupped both of her soft pliant dangling breasts, and squeezed them. Shaking them up and down alternately, she said to me "See, they are nice and soft ... don't you like them, beta..." a smile on her lips, and a merry twinkle in her eyes.
My cock gave another lurch at the lascivious way in which the 36-year old Radhika aunty was pressing her own big firm heavy breasts to Swati's shoulder, and cupping and sqeezing her soft tits to show them to me. "Umm, yes aunty..." I managed to croak, unable to take my eyes away from the way Radhika aunty was toying with her tits to arouse me. "You like them more than mine... ?" she asked me teasingly, toying with Swati's nipples with her fingers, her eyes were twinkling merrily. "Oh no, aunty ... yours are the best..." I responded. At this she threw back her head and laughed aloud, causing her heavy full breasts to quiver. "Dekho ... ladka badmaash hai ... lekin aunty ko hameshaa khush rakhega..." she said with a laugh, to both the girls in general.
Swati giggled at this, even at Radhika aunty looked at Rakhi and said to her "What are you waiting for, girl ... yeh Jignesh hi hai ... inke saamne sharmaane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai..." Rakhi, who'd been standing there fidgeting with the hem of her t-shirt, blushed violently, and I could see her pale cheeks turn a deep shade of pink. With a little murmur, she too slowly pulled her black t-shirt over her head to bare her slender milky white body to me. What a sight she was, standing there in nothing but a black skirt. Her milky white skin contrasted sharply with the black skirt, and her little tits were like those budding breasts you normally see on girls who've just developed breasts.
They were small firm mounds on her chest, almost conical, and were capped by small light brown areolas, and tiny puckered pinkish nipples, that looked almost virgin to me. My throat went dry, as the very shy Rakhi glanced at me, a completely helpless look in her eyes, as if she was almost apologetic of showing her under developed body to me. Clearing my throat, I slid my hand on the bed and clasping her quivering hands subtely, gave it a gentle squeeze. Clearing my throat, I said to her in a calm voice "Rakhi, you're very beautiful ... and very sexy..." My remark caused her eyelids to flutter, and she looked at my face as if to see if I was making fun of her.
But seeing the expression on my face, she blushed, and managed to say through quivering lips "Thank ... thank you, sir ... thank you, Jignesh sir..." repeating herself in her awkwardness. "See, I told you, na ... Jignesh likes you..." said Radhika aunty from the other side " ... kya karun, beta ... bahut sharmaati hai yeh ladki..." turning to look at me as she said the last words. I just smiled at Radhika aunty, even as I gave Rakhi's hand another reassuring squeeze away from Radhika aunty's and Swati's looks. Mercifully, she responded by clasping her fingers around mine, and squeezing my hand.
"Now, it's time for your special massage, beta..." Radhika aunty said to me, leaning forward to once again squeeze my turgid cock which was standing to attention under the thick towel. It was frustrating me to no end, that even after all this while, none of the women had made a move to touch or feel my cock naked. Even as I watched, Radhika aunty poured a liberal amount of the warm aromatic oil from the glass bowl on to my chest. Swati moved towards my legs, and did the same to my legs, before passing the bowl to Rakhi, who poured the remaining oil on my left leg.
The three of them began to spread the oil copiously on my body, Radhika aunty taking care of my chest and arms, while Swati and Rakhi took care of my legs. My body was slick and slippery with the warm oil, and I watched on as the varied size and shapes of tits of these three women shook and jiggled when they spread the oil over my body. Asking me to raise my arms and leave it above my head, Radhika aunty bent forward, and to my utter arousal, began to massage my oil-slick chest with her huge firm breasts.
A small groan escaped my lips, as Radhika aunty placed her right palm on the prominent bulge of my swollen cock through the thick towel, and dangling her heavy full breasts over my chest, began to move her torso back and forth, causing her breasts and nipples to massage my chest. At about the same time, I felt the two girls also begin to do the same on my thighs, knees, and shins. While the dusky Swati's soft pillowy breasts felt like a wet sponge was being rubbed on my thighs, the petite Rakhi's perky breasts felt like a firm cushion. "Ohh, auntieee..." I cried out, despite myself, and reached out with my right hand to cup Radhika aunty's full heavy derriere.
"Liking it, beta..." she asked teasingly, even as her pudgy fingers continued to manipulate my swollen cock through the thick turkey level. "Yes, yes, yes..." I gasped, even as I strained my neck to look at Swati and Rakhi. Both of them were bent forward, with their hands clasped behind their back, and swinging their torsos in such a way that their breasts teased and caressed my bare legs. I'd never experienced something like this before, and with another groan, I desperately began to try to lift up Radhika aunty's dark red petticoat, in an attempt to feel her bare legs and ass.
When she felt my hands fumbling on her thighs, she glanced at me and gave me an understanding smile. Without a word, she straightened her back, and reaching up to her waist, began to untie the cord that held her petticoat at her waist, taking care not to let her oily fingers smudge her petticoat. Untying the cord, she loosened her petticoat around her prominent waist, and allowed it to slide down her legs. Stepping out of the petticoat which lay in a heap around her ankles, she placed her hand on her hip, and stood in front of me, clad only in a sexy black pair of panties.
Unlike the types that married housewives usually wore, her panties were of a sexy black lacy type, barely covering the thick mound of her cunt, and just about covering the heavy full roundness of her butt. She stood there for a brief moment, as if posing for me, allowing me to take in the sight of her near nudity. Like most heavily built Punjabi women, she had a body that seemed to have been built for sex. Her fleshy waist flared out to wide prominent hips, and a pair of rather stocky and heavy thighs.
As she stood there, with a smile on her face, her huge 36-D breasts glistening with oil, those thick dark brown nipples shining like tiny headlights, with her hip cocked to one side, in those black high-heeled sandals, I let out a tiny cry of lust. "Auntiee ... you're so ... so sexy..." my voice hoarse. She let out a little chuckle at that, and playfully shook her shoulders, causing her heavy mature breasts to swing voluptuously. As she took the few steps forward to come close to me again, I reached out with my right hand and grabbed hold of her slippery oily breasts. Grabbing hold of her left breast with both my hands, I pulled them towards my mouth with an animal-like cry, and clamped my lips on them.
As I opened my mouth and tongued and sucked on her breasts like a greedy child, I felt the taste of the oil invade my mouth. But I was past caring now, and she too encouraged me by cradling my head in the crook of her arm, and feeding me her heavy mature breasts. My right hand slid down her torso, and ran along her thick thighs, caressing them wantonly, and reaching up every now and then to cup her huge fleshy buttocks. Even as I was immersed in suckling on Radhika aunty's oily breasts, I felt Swati and Rakhi move up towards my pelvis, ostensibly on some eye signal from Radhika aunty.
I felt their hands linger on my thighs, sliding in between my thighs and caressing the insides. At the same time, Radhika aunty, who was holding my head cradled in her arms like a child, allowing me to go crazy on her heavy firm breasts, slid her hand down my belly, and for the first time today, slid in under the towel. I let out a muffled groan, as I felt her thick oily fingers wrap themselves around the base of hard cock, and hold the cock upright. My mouth automatically clamped around her proferred breast, and I almost bit on her thick turgid nipples hard as she did that.
"Ohh, beta ... you're so hard..." she whispered huskily, as she hastily threw aside the thick white towel to bare my cock, and pressed my face to her breasts harder. Through the corner of my eyes, I saw my rigid cock standing up like a steely rod, the foreskin partly peeled back, and the shiny tip of my cock glistening with pre-cum. "Oh, what a beautiful cock he has..." Radhika aunty crooned sexily, holding my cock at the base and shaking it gently, causing it to sway like a flag pole in the wind. At the same time, I felt the hot Swati slide her hands between my thighs, and scbang the underside of my swollen balls with her long finger nails, even as she said huskily "Ohhh ... see how beautiful is Jignesh sir's hathiyaar, Rakhi..." her voice dripping with honey " ... so big ... and so hard..." the words addressed to Rakhi, but clearly intended for me to hear.
Letting go off my head, Radhika aunty laid my head down gently on the pillow, and and made an exaggerated gesture of cupping her heavy breasts, and squeezing them, hissing to me at the same time "Ohh, beta ... you have such a beautiful tool ... you will make really happy with this..." squeezing my cock gently, and beginning to stroke it slowly. As I felt her slide her oily hands up and down along my cock, I threw my head back and let out a prolonged groan of pleasure, relieved that my cock was finally getting the attention that it had been craving for so long.
Continuing to stroke my rock hard cock slowly, Radhika aunty bent forward once again, and began to flick her tongue across my small erect nipples. I responded by sliding my hands down to the back of her thighs and caressing it. As she felt my hand on her thighs, she parted her legs a bit, which allowed me to slide my palm in between her heavy thighs from behind. Sliding my hand upwards between her thighs, I felt the thick mound of her mature pussy under the thin lacy black panty.
As I rubbed my fingers along the fleshy mound of her cunt, she let out an exaggerated moan, and began to stroke my cock harder. Turning my gaze to look at Rakhi, I saw that she still standing apprehensively near my waist, her eyes intently watching the way Radhika aunty was stroking my rock hard cock, the velvet colored glistening mushroom shaped tip of my cock fully visible now. Swati caught me looking at Rakhi, and she said to her "Bol na, Rakhi ... don't you think Jignesh sir has a beautiful cock..." her voice dripping with false arousal.
Flustered, Rakhi glanced at me nervously, before mumbling in a barely audible voice "Haan ... I mean ... yes sir..." averting her gaze hastily, the color once again rushing to her cheeks. With a maddening lilt in her voice, Swait continued "Oh ma'am ... let us also get a feel of sir's beautiful cock no, please..." batting her eyelids as she said that. Radhika aunty let out a little laugh at this, and straightened her back. "So who's stopping you, girls..." she asked good naturedly "I'm sure Jignesh won't mind ... will you, beta... ?" her tone teasing. Embarrassed, I just managed to smile awkwardly.
"Ooohhh..." I heard Swati croon, as Radhika aunty let go off my throbbing cock, and it slapped against my belly like an angry snake. Reaching out, she took of my cock almost gingerly, emitting low throaty sounds. "Ooohh ... so nice..." she continued to hiss, as she took my cock in her hand and began to slide her soft slender hands along my shaft. Turning to look at my face, she smiled coquettishly and gushed "Oh, sir ... I've never seen such a beautiful cock before ... never..." feeding me a line which she probably fed every single customer of hers. When I smiled back at her, she pretended to blush, and bit her lips, continuing to stroke my erect cock.
I watched the way her incredibly longish dark soft 32-C breasts jiggled and shook, as she stroked my cock. Seeing my eyes on her pendulous tits, the lusty Swati leaned forward, and dangling her breasts over my cock, began to rub the tip of my cock on her barely visible nipples and those incredibly large dark areolas. I threw my head back and groaned when she did that. "Oooh, see Rakhi ... sir likes that ... why don't you also feel it..." her tone as if she was telling one of her classmates in college what to do for homework. Rakhi blushed, and threw a furtive glance at me.
When I nodded imperceptibly, she too reached out and gingerly felt my cock with her slender milky white fingers. "Hold it nicely na, Rakhi..." Swati said to her impatiently, making her wrap her fingers on my cock, and then wrapping her own fingers over Rakhi's. In this manner she made Rakhi stroke my cock, while she continued to fondle my swollen balls with her free hand from below. Rakhi's milky white hands contrasted sharply with the dark tone of Swati's color, and I had never had my cock stroked by two girls at the same time before. I could see that she was still distinctly uncomfortable having to service me in this manner in front of the others.
To encourage her, I reached out with my left hand and beckoned to her with my fingers to come closer to my chest. She responded immediately and took a few steps towards me, close enough for me to place my hand on her bare slender waist. Squeezing her waist gently, I said to her softly "Bahut acchha lag raha hai, Rakhi ... please keep doing that..." a gentle smile on my face. Her face flushed pink once again, and for the first time in the day, she managed to give me a genuine smile of warmth.
Sliding my hand upwards from her slender waist, I let it linger on her taut flat belly. I felt a little shudder go through her body when I did that. Encouraged, I slid my hand upwards till I could cup her perky little breasts in the palm of my hands. When my fingers closed around the firmness of her pointed perky breasts and genty pinched her tiny erect pinkish nipples, a soft sigh escaped her lips. Even as she closed her eyes, and continued to gently stroke my throbbing cock, I felt Swati also move closer towards my chest.
Radhika aunty stepped backwards to let Swati come closer to me, and when I glanced at Radhika aunty's face, she nodded her head at me and gave me a sign to go ahead and enjoy these two girls now. As soon as Swati stepped closer, I reached out and cupped her dangling soft breasts with my right hand. She let out a little sigh, and leaned forwards towards me immediately. Bringing her face close to my ears, she whispered "Ohh, sir ... it feels so nice when you do that ... do it harder no, sir ... please..." in a voice that could turn a man's head.
In response, I just grabbed hold of the pony tail of her hair, and pulled her face to mine. Opening my mouth, I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her with all my pent up fervour, whispering to her in return "Swati, you are so hot..." She moaned, and opened her mouth too, plunging her wet tongue into my mouth and kissing me back. As I kissed the dark skinned girl-next-door Swati, I squeezed Rakhi's perky breasts harder, causing her also to sigh and tighten her grip on my cock. From the corner of my eyes, I could see her looking at the way Swati was kissing me, and I thought I could see a hint of envy in her eyes.
Swati was mashing her soft pillowy breasts to my chest almost wantonly now, and when I pulled her face away, holding her by her hair, she was panting with excitement, her breath coming out through her lips in short shallow gasps. I let go off her hair, and slid my hand to her chest to cup her dangling dark breasts again. I scbangd my finger nails against her large dark areaolas, causing her to let out another exaggerated moan of "Ohh, Jignesh sir ... what are you doing ... you're making me so hot..." the words delivered as smoothly as a professional actress.
I just smiled at her and turned my attention to Rakhi, still continuing to play with her tits. I caught Rakhi's eye and winked at her, and nodded to her subtely. Sliding my hand upwards to her neck, I pulled her gently towards me. She complied immediately and leaned forward, bringing her face inches close to mine. Licking my lips, I looked her in the eye, and gently pulled her face downwards to kiss her. As my lips touched hers, she let out sharp intake of breath and closed her eyes. I had no intention of being rough with her, and so I just held her gently by her neck, and kissed her as softly as I could. After brushing my lips against her briefly, I pulled my face away, and looked at her.
She seemed surprise at my gentleness, and her lips quivered. Her aquiline face had wide mouth, with thin pink lips, which for some strange reason turned me on immensely. I too closed my eyes, and pulled her lips to mine once again. This time I parted my lips, and allowed my tongue to run over her lips. She responded by parting her lips too, and we kissed each other lovers would, gently and with love, our tongues probing each others mouth softly. My left hand had slid down her waist, and I slid my hand under her short black skirt, feeling her almost skinny thighs.
I felt her shiver as my hands caressed her thighs, and as I slid my hands upwards under her skirt, I was in for a surprise. The shy, demure Rakhi was not wearing panties! I felt her body go stiff when my fingers closed around her almost flat bony ass, and I felt a thrill course through me when I realized that she was naked under the skirt. I wondered if it was the same with Swati too. I let my fingers roam over her small compact ass, and gently probed at the crack of her ass, causing her to part her thighs automatically. Sliding my middle finger under the crack of her ass, I felt the soft patch of pubic hair at her vagina.
I was glad to find that she was not clean shaven, and had kept her pussy trimmed, and as my fingers slid further inside, I felt the wet slit of her young pussy for the first time. Her body quivered at the unexpected intrusion of her vagina, and I felt her mouth clamp down on mine with fervor. She let go off my cock, to which she was holding on all this while, and her hands automatically grabbed hold of my chest and my shoulders. Not wanting to scare her off, I just gently manipulated my fingers at the slit of her vagina, feeling the wetness that was beginning to betray her emotions.
I finally ended my kiss with Rakhi, and I sensed that she straightened with some bit of reluctance, as if she did not want to stop kissing me. I flashed a smile, and wrapped my hand around her slim compact buttocks again, my fingers intermittently caressing her vulva from behind. Turning my attention to Swati, I saw that now it was she who seemed to be looking at me with something like a frown on her face. But the moment I looked at her, she put on a seductive smile on her lips again, and said "I hope you did not forget me, sir..." her tone both flirtatious and accusing at the same time, even as she reached out with her hand and took hold of my erect cock again.
When I laughed at her comment, she flashed me her trademark sultry smile, and proceeded to dangle her dark luscious breasts in front of my face. Letting her tits dangle only inches away from my lips, she said in a low whisper "Don't you like my boobies, sir..." I just looked her in the eye, my eyes burning with lust, and ran my tongue across my lips. She giggled like a college girl, and then teasingly brushed her soft dangling breasts against my lips.
With a groan, I opened my mouth and took her proffered teat into my mouth. Her breasts being the types which hung low on her chest, they fit into my mouth rather easily. As I applied some pressure and pulled in as much of her low hanging succulent breast into my mouth, she let out a low soft moan of pleasure. "Haan, sir ... aise hi ... zor se karo naa, sir..." her voice husky. As I sucked on breast hungrily and chewed on them, I quickly slid my hand under her skirt. This time around I was not so surprised to find that she too was not wearing panties under her skirt.
Her butt, like her tits, was soft and bubbly, and when I squeezed them hard, she let out another soft pretentious cry of "Oh, sir ... yeh aap kya kar rahe ho..." I just grinned and continued to maul on her luscious ripe tits, even as she increased the tempo of stroking my cock. At that moment, I felt a movement between my outstretched thighs, and when I strained my neck to look at what it was, I was stunned to see that Radhika aunty had clambered on to bed from the side of my legs, and was parting my legs to get in between them.
She was on all fours between my outstretched legs, and when she caught my gaze, she gave me in impish smile. Without a word, she leaned forward and took hold of my cock, her big heavy mature breasts dangling enticingly over my rock hard steely cock. I involuntarily bit harder on Swati's soft tits, when I felt Radhika aunty take my cock in her hand. She began stroking my cock gently, even as she brought her face near my crotch and began to run her tongue along the insides of my thighs. I squirmed violently at this, and my hands which were under Rakhi's and Swati's skirts respectively, instinctively grabbed their butts harder.
To Be COntinued...
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