30-10-2021, 05:09 PM
As I closed the door, I decided I needed to do something to get Kalpana aunty into bed with me. My thoughts wandered to Kalpana bhabhi’s 16-year old daughter, Jigna, too. “Oh fuck”, I said to myself, “she is too young”. I got dressed, and went to pick up my bike from the dealer who had promised delivery today. I got the bike, caught up with a few friends from college, and after showing off my brand new bike, decided to head back home. It was nearly 3 in the afternoon when I reached the gate of his colony. On a sudden impulse, I decided to drop in at Kalpana aunty’s house. I paused for a minute, wondering what reason I would give for the unexpected visit, and then concluded I could say I came to show them my new bike. “I hope that Jigna is at home”, I mused as I rode towards their house.
I parked outside and rang the bell. “One minute”, hollered Jatin bhai from inside. Jatin bhai, in his trademark lungi and banian, opened the door, and his face split into a big smile as he saw me. “Arre, Jignesh bhai … come in, come in” he said heartily as he took my hand and led me inside. I told him about my new bike. “Kalpana”, Jatin bhai hollered, “look who has come … it is Jignesh bhai … he has come to show us his new bike”. “I am coming”, Kalpana aunty said from the bathroom, “I am just finishing my bath”. Jatin bhai followed Jignesh outside, and complimented me on the bike, as he looked at it. “You should soon buy a car now, Jignesh bhai”, he said, “you are rich people now …then sometimes we poor people can get a lift from you”, he chuckled. “Uncle, please don’t call me Jignesh bhai … I feel so odd”, said I, “I am still the same old Jignesh”. “Oh no, you are chhota saheb for us now …. how can I call you by just your name?” Jatin bhai said with all his false pretentious submissiveness, “No, no … I insist on calling you Jignesh bhai”, he concluded.
Hearing the noises, their daughter Jigna, came out, and squealed in genuine pleasure, “Oh, Jignesh bhai has got a new bike!” as she bounded towards them clapping her hands in glee. My face it up in elation as I saw the sexy teenage girl. Jigna was a dark, but very sexy looking girl, with the same big eyes of her mother. Her body had developed beyond her years, and as she jumped in joy and admired the bike, I couldn’t help but look at how hot she looked in the college uniform she was in. Her hair was tied into two braids that lay on either shoulder, and she wore the beige skirt and white shirt of her college uniform, with a dark brown tie. I couldn’t take my eyes off the way her supple, almost fully developed teenage breasts jiggled within the shirt of her uniform as she jumped up and down. She grabbed my hands and pleaded with him. “Oh Jignesh bhai, please take me for a ride on your bike … please, please, please …! Jatin bhai chided him, “Not now dikra, Jignesh bhai must be very tired … you can go with him for a round later”. The girl’s face dropped, and seeing that I said, “It’s OK uncle, I will just take her for one round and come … it’s no trouble at all”. “OK beta” he said, “but come back soon … I will tell Kalpu to make tea for you”. Jigna broke into a big smile, and clapped her hands in glee.
I kick started the bike, and asked Jigna to get on to the seat behind him. As she clambered on to the bike, and swung her leg over the seat, her skirt rode up above her knees. She placed her hands on my shoulder and exclaimed “Let’s go!!” I rode out slowly, but once they were beyond her father’s eyesight, I opened the throttle and accelerated on the empty road. “Yes, yes … faster, faster” Jigna exclaimed, and she wrapped her arms around me from behind, and held me tight. A current ran thru my body as I felt her young budding firm breasts press into my back. She had obviously not started wearing a bra yet, and I could feel my cock stirring again, as I felt the hot young thing behind me pressing her body to me. I let go off one hand from the handle, and taking it behind him, placed it on her bare knee, saying “I hope you are not feeling scared Jigna”. “No, no … not at all …. I like going fast on the bike Jignesh bhai … promise me you will take me for a long ride when pappa is not at home”. “OK baby, I promise”, I replied as I swung the bike into the lane of their house.
I parked the bike, and Jigna ran inside to tell her mother all about the ride. I went inside to see, Kalpana aunty coming out of the kitchen. She had just finished her bath, and had a towel wrapped around her wet hair. She was wearing a sari, and her blouse was wet from the hair, showing the outline of her bra underneath. She looked incredibly arousing. She smiled at me warmly, and placed the tray with tea and snacks on the table in front of us. “Don’t spoil Jigna by taking her out too much on your bike … you must tell her that you will take her out only if she does her homework everyday”, she chided me playfully.
To be continued ...
Last edited by HardyBoys : 2nd February 2010 at 11:40 PM. Reason: Title formatted
I parked outside and rang the bell. “One minute”, hollered Jatin bhai from inside. Jatin bhai, in his trademark lungi and banian, opened the door, and his face split into a big smile as he saw me. “Arre, Jignesh bhai … come in, come in” he said heartily as he took my hand and led me inside. I told him about my new bike. “Kalpana”, Jatin bhai hollered, “look who has come … it is Jignesh bhai … he has come to show us his new bike”. “I am coming”, Kalpana aunty said from the bathroom, “I am just finishing my bath”. Jatin bhai followed Jignesh outside, and complimented me on the bike, as he looked at it. “You should soon buy a car now, Jignesh bhai”, he said, “you are rich people now …then sometimes we poor people can get a lift from you”, he chuckled. “Uncle, please don’t call me Jignesh bhai … I feel so odd”, said I, “I am still the same old Jignesh”. “Oh no, you are chhota saheb for us now …. how can I call you by just your name?” Jatin bhai said with all his false pretentious submissiveness, “No, no … I insist on calling you Jignesh bhai”, he concluded.
Hearing the noises, their daughter Jigna, came out, and squealed in genuine pleasure, “Oh, Jignesh bhai has got a new bike!” as she bounded towards them clapping her hands in glee. My face it up in elation as I saw the sexy teenage girl. Jigna was a dark, but very sexy looking girl, with the same big eyes of her mother. Her body had developed beyond her years, and as she jumped in joy and admired the bike, I couldn’t help but look at how hot she looked in the college uniform she was in. Her hair was tied into two braids that lay on either shoulder, and she wore the beige skirt and white shirt of her college uniform, with a dark brown tie. I couldn’t take my eyes off the way her supple, almost fully developed teenage breasts jiggled within the shirt of her uniform as she jumped up and down. She grabbed my hands and pleaded with him. “Oh Jignesh bhai, please take me for a ride on your bike … please, please, please …! Jatin bhai chided him, “Not now dikra, Jignesh bhai must be very tired … you can go with him for a round later”. The girl’s face dropped, and seeing that I said, “It’s OK uncle, I will just take her for one round and come … it’s no trouble at all”. “OK beta” he said, “but come back soon … I will tell Kalpu to make tea for you”. Jigna broke into a big smile, and clapped her hands in glee.
I kick started the bike, and asked Jigna to get on to the seat behind him. As she clambered on to the bike, and swung her leg over the seat, her skirt rode up above her knees. She placed her hands on my shoulder and exclaimed “Let’s go!!” I rode out slowly, but once they were beyond her father’s eyesight, I opened the throttle and accelerated on the empty road. “Yes, yes … faster, faster” Jigna exclaimed, and she wrapped her arms around me from behind, and held me tight. A current ran thru my body as I felt her young budding firm breasts press into my back. She had obviously not started wearing a bra yet, and I could feel my cock stirring again, as I felt the hot young thing behind me pressing her body to me. I let go off one hand from the handle, and taking it behind him, placed it on her bare knee, saying “I hope you are not feeling scared Jigna”. “No, no … not at all …. I like going fast on the bike Jignesh bhai … promise me you will take me for a long ride when pappa is not at home”. “OK baby, I promise”, I replied as I swung the bike into the lane of their house.
I parked the bike, and Jigna ran inside to tell her mother all about the ride. I went inside to see, Kalpana aunty coming out of the kitchen. She had just finished her bath, and had a towel wrapped around her wet hair. She was wearing a sari, and her blouse was wet from the hair, showing the outline of her bra underneath. She looked incredibly arousing. She smiled at me warmly, and placed the tray with tea and snacks on the table in front of us. “Don’t spoil Jigna by taking her out too much on your bike … you must tell her that you will take her out only if she does her homework everyday”, she chided me playfully.
To be continued ...
Last edited by HardyBoys : 2nd February 2010 at 11:40 PM. Reason: Title formatted
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