30-10-2021, 05:15 PM
Kalpana aunty and Jigna served dinner. While eating, Jatin bhai suggested that I sleep over at their place that night. My heart leapt at the thought, but I kept myself sufficiently aloof, and pretended to be unsure about the idea. Seeing my reluctance, Kalpana aunty also intervened, and requested that I sleep over at their place. “We don’t have an AC in the house like yours Jignesh bhai, but we will be very happy if you sleep over here today”, she said sweetly. Jigna also chimed in saying “Please stay back … please … please … please …” I laughed, and said “OK, if all of you are insisting so much, I will”.
Upon my agreeing, mother & daughter got busy in readying the bedroom for me to sleep in. The house had two bedrooms, one occupied by Jatin bhai & Kalpana aunty, and the other shared by Dharmesh (who was now staying with his aunt) and Jigna. They insisted on me sleeping in the main bedroom, while they would adjust between the other bedroom and the living room. But I was adamant on not disturbing their daily routine, and put my foot down and said that I would sleep in the other bedroom on their son’s bed. I kept my fingers crossed hoping the two of them would not have any concerns about me sleeping in the same room as their teenage daughter. Thankfully, they didn’t, and I felt my cock stir thinking of the opportunities this could potentially lead to.
Since I had not carried any night clothes, Kalpana aunty gave me one her husband’s lungis, and modestly said “I hope you don’t mind this, beta … I don’t have any other clothes to offer you.” I dismissed her reluctance, and changed into the lungi and my vest. Jatin bhai staggered to the bedroom, and called Kalpana aunty to join him. She said she would join him after finishing washing the dishes, even Jigna went into the bedroom to sleep. I kept Kalpana aunty company in the kitchen, as she washed the vessels, while I generally chatted up with her, and took every opportunity to look at her heavy body in as much detail as I could through her sari.
On finishing her work, she wished me good night, and headed to their bedroom. I noted that she closed the door. I entered the other bedroom, and saw that Jigna was in one of the beds, and seemed fast asleep. She had a sheet covering herself, and so I could not see anything of her body. I switched off the light and lay down on the other bed across the room, which used to be her brother’s. My cock had been straining to get out of my undies all the day long, and with the intent of giving it some room, I took off my undies before lying down. It crossed my mind that the lungi might come off in the night, and I might be seen in an awkward position if anyone in the house woke up in the morning before I did. But then, I also wanted to see how far I could go with the women in this house.
With a sigh, I slid my hand inside the lungi and slowly started stroking my rigid cock. I desperately wanted to ejaculate and had removed my handkerchief from my jeans precisely for that reason. There was some light filtering into the room, from the streetlights outside the window, and also from the cracks of the adjacent bedroom where Jatin bhai & aunty were. I glanced towards the sleeping form of Jigna, and slowly proceeded to stroke my cock to full hardness. After a while, my thoughts were broken by a whisper. “Jignesh bhai, Jignesh bhai, are you awake?” it was Jigna whispering to me from her bed. I whispered back “Yes, Jigna”. I could sense her thinking of what to say next.
I rose from my bed and went across to hers. I sat down beside her, and saw that she was lying on her side facing me. “What happened, Jigna?” I asked her in a whisper. Her sheet had slid down to her belly, and I saw in the dim light that she was in her petticoat (the slip) which she had worn under her college uniform. Perhaps this was what she slept in every night. It was a cheap white cotton petticoat, which was like a slip, sleeveless of course, and with buttons at the back. It reached above her knees, midway between her thighs and her hips. In the position she lay, I could see the outline of her firm perky breasts pressing through the material of her petticoat. My heart was racing, as I realized how dangerous a position I was in if either of her parents were to wake up and come into the room. I placed my palm on her arms, and whispered hoarsely, “Tell me, Jigna”. Her skin felt hot to my touch, and I could almost feel the heat radiating from her body. My instinct told me that she wanted me, and badly at that. My cock was fully erect now, and I was afraid it might scare her off.
But the way I was sitting, and with the darkness in the room, it was unlikely she could see my shaft sticking up thru the lungi. “Jignesh bhai, I just wanted to thank you for everything you have done for me. I am so …” her whispering voice trailed off. I squeezed her bare arm, and she responded by snuggling up closer to my thighs. She took my other hand in hers, and kissed it, and then held my hand tucked below her chin touching her neck. “Oh boy, this babe is falling for me …” I thought to myself. “Jigna, my dear … do you know that Jignesh bhai has always liked you very much … and … and …” I paused in between, unsure of whether to say what I wanted to say “ I find you very very sexy” I whispered to her. “Really, Jignesh bhai?” she whispered back. I was caressing her bare arm, and slowly slid my arm to her back, and began to rub her back gently, my palms sliding over the buttons at the back of her petticoat. I could feel her body respond to my touches, as she pressed her face closer to my hand which she was holding pressed against her neck.
My heart was hammering with the fear of being discovered, and my rigid cock was quivering under the lungi. “Yes, Jigna … you are really sexy … and I find myself very attracted to you” I repeated to her. Her breathing was getting faster, and she squirmed a bit on the bed, squeezing her thighs together. “You are lying Jignesh bhai …” she breathed out “… you are saying that only to make me happy” she whispered with a pout on her face. “I know I am not sexy … you have many other girl friends like Sushma didi and Neelam didi who are really so sexy …” she continued. “Oh man” I groaned inwardly, “this hot little thing has been keeping tabs on who visits my house.” She was talking about two girls from my college who used to visit me often. I’d had my share of fun with them, but that’s another story.
I decided it was time to strike when the iron was hot. With another scared glance at the closed door of the other bedroom (where the lights were still on), I took her hand in mine, and placed it on my rigid boner which was now towering through my lungi. “Now do you believe me Jigna … see what you have done to me” I said softly to her. I felt a shudder pass through her body, as I wrapped her small hands around my cock through the lungi, and squeezed them. A small gasp escaped her, as she stiffened. “Now do you believe me, baby?” I repeated softly. She let out a hoarse whisper “Yes, Jignesh bhai, I …” and her voice trailed off once again.
That was all the assurance I needed … and I started to rub her back with a little more pressure with my left hand, feeling the fabric of her petticoat, while my right hand started caressing her cheeks and neck with the back of my palm. She did not let go off my cock thru my lungi, and continued to hold it with her hands exactly the way I had made her to. I grew bolder and started to unbutton her petticoat from behind, and within a few moments had opened all the buttons at the back of her petticoat. She made no attempt to stop me. Seeing her willingness, I slid my hand inside her petticoat, and touched the hot skin of her back. Her body shivered at my touch, and she tightened the grip on my cock, albeit thru my lungi.
Her petticoat was now fully opened from the back, and her back was bare from the nape of her neck up to her waist. I could also see her white panties through the opening of her petticoat at her back. In the position she was lying in, sideways facing me, it was difficult for me to feel her breasts by inserting my hands inside her petticoat from behind. Sensing my difficult, she slid my other hand (which she had been holding against her neck) down to her chest, so that my palm was now resting against her firm supple breasts, thru her petticoat. She turned and lay on her back now, with her breasts jutting upwards thru her cotton slip.
I cupped her small yet firm breasts with my palm and squeezed them gently. Her nipples had become erect by now, and were showing thru the thin cotton of her petticoat. She responded by clutching at my cock harder. “Do you want to see Jignesh bhai’s thing, baby?” I muttered in a hoarse whisper. A soft moan escaped her lips, which I presumed was a yes from her. I parted my lungi, and bared my stiff cock. She gasped when she saw my rigid boner. I had a reasonably big cock, which swelled to about 7” when fully erect. But more importantly, my cock was thicker than average. “Have you seen this before, Jigna” I asked her softly. “Yes bhai, I have seen ….” she seemed to be grappling with words “… my pappa’s one, whenever he and mummy go to the bedroom to do sex.” “You mean you have seen your folks having sex, baby!!!” I asked incredulously.
“This girl knows more than I thought”, I thought to myself. She’s been getting her sex education lessons watching her parents screw. “Jignesh bhai, see the lights are still on in their room … that means they are doing it now” she whispered to me again. “Come let me show you” saying that she got up quickly on moved silently to the other bedroom’s door. As I followed her, I saw how erotic she looked in the white slip, with all the buttons at the back opened … her back bare. She stopped and knelt at her parents’ bedroom door, and pointed to me the numerous cracks on the door, through which light was seeping through. She peeped through one of the cracks, quickly withdrew, and then beckoned me to have a look. I knelt by her side and put my eye to one of the cracks in the door. The scene that met my eyes inside nearly made me cum at that very moment.
To be continued ...
Upon my agreeing, mother & daughter got busy in readying the bedroom for me to sleep in. The house had two bedrooms, one occupied by Jatin bhai & Kalpana aunty, and the other shared by Dharmesh (who was now staying with his aunt) and Jigna. They insisted on me sleeping in the main bedroom, while they would adjust between the other bedroom and the living room. But I was adamant on not disturbing their daily routine, and put my foot down and said that I would sleep in the other bedroom on their son’s bed. I kept my fingers crossed hoping the two of them would not have any concerns about me sleeping in the same room as their teenage daughter. Thankfully, they didn’t, and I felt my cock stir thinking of the opportunities this could potentially lead to.
Since I had not carried any night clothes, Kalpana aunty gave me one her husband’s lungis, and modestly said “I hope you don’t mind this, beta … I don’t have any other clothes to offer you.” I dismissed her reluctance, and changed into the lungi and my vest. Jatin bhai staggered to the bedroom, and called Kalpana aunty to join him. She said she would join him after finishing washing the dishes, even Jigna went into the bedroom to sleep. I kept Kalpana aunty company in the kitchen, as she washed the vessels, while I generally chatted up with her, and took every opportunity to look at her heavy body in as much detail as I could through her sari.
On finishing her work, she wished me good night, and headed to their bedroom. I noted that she closed the door. I entered the other bedroom, and saw that Jigna was in one of the beds, and seemed fast asleep. She had a sheet covering herself, and so I could not see anything of her body. I switched off the light and lay down on the other bed across the room, which used to be her brother’s. My cock had been straining to get out of my undies all the day long, and with the intent of giving it some room, I took off my undies before lying down. It crossed my mind that the lungi might come off in the night, and I might be seen in an awkward position if anyone in the house woke up in the morning before I did. But then, I also wanted to see how far I could go with the women in this house.
With a sigh, I slid my hand inside the lungi and slowly started stroking my rigid cock. I desperately wanted to ejaculate and had removed my handkerchief from my jeans precisely for that reason. There was some light filtering into the room, from the streetlights outside the window, and also from the cracks of the adjacent bedroom where Jatin bhai & aunty were. I glanced towards the sleeping form of Jigna, and slowly proceeded to stroke my cock to full hardness. After a while, my thoughts were broken by a whisper. “Jignesh bhai, Jignesh bhai, are you awake?” it was Jigna whispering to me from her bed. I whispered back “Yes, Jigna”. I could sense her thinking of what to say next.
I rose from my bed and went across to hers. I sat down beside her, and saw that she was lying on her side facing me. “What happened, Jigna?” I asked her in a whisper. Her sheet had slid down to her belly, and I saw in the dim light that she was in her petticoat (the slip) which she had worn under her college uniform. Perhaps this was what she slept in every night. It was a cheap white cotton petticoat, which was like a slip, sleeveless of course, and with buttons at the back. It reached above her knees, midway between her thighs and her hips. In the position she lay, I could see the outline of her firm perky breasts pressing through the material of her petticoat. My heart was racing, as I realized how dangerous a position I was in if either of her parents were to wake up and come into the room. I placed my palm on her arms, and whispered hoarsely, “Tell me, Jigna”. Her skin felt hot to my touch, and I could almost feel the heat radiating from her body. My instinct told me that she wanted me, and badly at that. My cock was fully erect now, and I was afraid it might scare her off.
But the way I was sitting, and with the darkness in the room, it was unlikely she could see my shaft sticking up thru the lungi. “Jignesh bhai, I just wanted to thank you for everything you have done for me. I am so …” her whispering voice trailed off. I squeezed her bare arm, and she responded by snuggling up closer to my thighs. She took my other hand in hers, and kissed it, and then held my hand tucked below her chin touching her neck. “Oh boy, this babe is falling for me …” I thought to myself. “Jigna, my dear … do you know that Jignesh bhai has always liked you very much … and … and …” I paused in between, unsure of whether to say what I wanted to say “ I find you very very sexy” I whispered to her. “Really, Jignesh bhai?” she whispered back. I was caressing her bare arm, and slowly slid my arm to her back, and began to rub her back gently, my palms sliding over the buttons at the back of her petticoat. I could feel her body respond to my touches, as she pressed her face closer to my hand which she was holding pressed against her neck.
My heart was hammering with the fear of being discovered, and my rigid cock was quivering under the lungi. “Yes, Jigna … you are really sexy … and I find myself very attracted to you” I repeated to her. Her breathing was getting faster, and she squirmed a bit on the bed, squeezing her thighs together. “You are lying Jignesh bhai …” she breathed out “… you are saying that only to make me happy” she whispered with a pout on her face. “I know I am not sexy … you have many other girl friends like Sushma didi and Neelam didi who are really so sexy …” she continued. “Oh man” I groaned inwardly, “this hot little thing has been keeping tabs on who visits my house.” She was talking about two girls from my college who used to visit me often. I’d had my share of fun with them, but that’s another story.
I decided it was time to strike when the iron was hot. With another scared glance at the closed door of the other bedroom (where the lights were still on), I took her hand in mine, and placed it on my rigid boner which was now towering through my lungi. “Now do you believe me Jigna … see what you have done to me” I said softly to her. I felt a shudder pass through her body, as I wrapped her small hands around my cock through the lungi, and squeezed them. A small gasp escaped her, as she stiffened. “Now do you believe me, baby?” I repeated softly. She let out a hoarse whisper “Yes, Jignesh bhai, I …” and her voice trailed off once again.
That was all the assurance I needed … and I started to rub her back with a little more pressure with my left hand, feeling the fabric of her petticoat, while my right hand started caressing her cheeks and neck with the back of my palm. She did not let go off my cock thru my lungi, and continued to hold it with her hands exactly the way I had made her to. I grew bolder and started to unbutton her petticoat from behind, and within a few moments had opened all the buttons at the back of her petticoat. She made no attempt to stop me. Seeing her willingness, I slid my hand inside her petticoat, and touched the hot skin of her back. Her body shivered at my touch, and she tightened the grip on my cock, albeit thru my lungi.
Her petticoat was now fully opened from the back, and her back was bare from the nape of her neck up to her waist. I could also see her white panties through the opening of her petticoat at her back. In the position she was lying in, sideways facing me, it was difficult for me to feel her breasts by inserting my hands inside her petticoat from behind. Sensing my difficult, she slid my other hand (which she had been holding against her neck) down to her chest, so that my palm was now resting against her firm supple breasts, thru her petticoat. She turned and lay on her back now, with her breasts jutting upwards thru her cotton slip.
I cupped her small yet firm breasts with my palm and squeezed them gently. Her nipples had become erect by now, and were showing thru the thin cotton of her petticoat. She responded by clutching at my cock harder. “Do you want to see Jignesh bhai’s thing, baby?” I muttered in a hoarse whisper. A soft moan escaped her lips, which I presumed was a yes from her. I parted my lungi, and bared my stiff cock. She gasped when she saw my rigid boner. I had a reasonably big cock, which swelled to about 7” when fully erect. But more importantly, my cock was thicker than average. “Have you seen this before, Jigna” I asked her softly. “Yes bhai, I have seen ….” she seemed to be grappling with words “… my pappa’s one, whenever he and mummy go to the bedroom to do sex.” “You mean you have seen your folks having sex, baby!!!” I asked incredulously.
“This girl knows more than I thought”, I thought to myself. She’s been getting her sex education lessons watching her parents screw. “Jignesh bhai, see the lights are still on in their room … that means they are doing it now” she whispered to me again. “Come let me show you” saying that she got up quickly on moved silently to the other bedroom’s door. As I followed her, I saw how erotic she looked in the white slip, with all the buttons at the back opened … her back bare. She stopped and knelt at her parents’ bedroom door, and pointed to me the numerous cracks on the door, through which light was seeping through. She peeped through one of the cracks, quickly withdrew, and then beckoned me to have a look. I knelt by her side and put my eye to one of the cracks in the door. The scene that met my eyes inside nearly made me cum at that very moment.
To be continued ...
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