03-11-2021, 12:54 PM
Chapter 6 : Holi Beguns - 1
Sonu, ran towards Bhavna, with his hands having the red color, it was not simple Gulal, but the water soluble color which he had purchased. He wanted to paint his Bhabhi. Bhavna was smiling and having fun. She was in a good mood too. Grabbing Bhavna Bhabhi, from behind, Sonu painted her whole face with the red color. He continued to rub her face till the time he felt satisfied. In this struggle to paint her face, his hands touched her breasts from outside, despite everything he could not hold his thing to be hard. Though initial movements were not intentional, but soon it became intentional. Bhavna did not even once resisted. As the passion calmed down, he himself brought his face forward to get colored by Bhavna. Bhavna also politely taking the red color from his hands painted his face slowly.
The both now were seating down on the floor of the terrace, the water from pipe was flowing consistently on the terrace. Bhavna had also brought all the colors which she had purchased and Sonu had purchased on the terrace. She was smiling. Both of them were looking like red color ghost now. But as they were both wet, the internal clothes of Bhavna was very much clear. Her Bra which was also wet from inside had stuck with her breasts and was clearly visible. Her panties which looked more sexier than normal, the thin line had completely submerged with the her ass line. Sonu could not take his eyes from the wonderful asset, which were getting exposed due to her wet body. The top, Bhavna was wearing had a change from behind, It was a little low cut top. Her cleavage was much more visible than before, but Bhavna had not done anything to hide, it, as she came back to terrace, she was carrying the colors packed in one trey, and some snacks with her.
The both sat for sometime, enjoying the bright sunlight. Bhavna looked at her Ramesh and said,
"What Devar jee, bus itna hi dum tha , I thought you had some plans " hehehe.
The terrace was a big terrace. But as it was little aloof than the main town, there were not many houses nearby. Perhaps one cannot even say that the festival of Holi was there. There was a silence, and 11 am in the morning also looked as if lot of time has been spent.
Bhavna, was constantly teasing and taunting Sonu, her words had a double meaning, plus taunt on them. She was challenging his ego, one way to make a man go crazy may be.
Sonu looked back at her Bhabhi,
Sonu, whose was now more sober than earlier, smiled at her joke, " Comeon Bhabhi, Holi has just begun ".
Bhavna replied back, " Oh are you going to keep the Holi dry for your Bhabhi ?, Bhavna asked with a taunt.
The terrace of the bungalow was not , very red color which he had put on her face was now drying up, her clothes were also more dried up. The score still was 2-1 in favor of his Bhabhi.
"No no, Bhabhi, we have just started, just wait and watch, and then he looked at her and said, " if you don't mind, can I get my drink".
Bhavna smiled back at him, and said "Oh did you take my permission in the morning " , with a small handkerchief kind of towel, she was wiping some of the color which had gone inside her mouth.
As he stood up to go down to get back his bottle and his glass, he looked at his Bhabhi, and checked " Can I get a beer or two for you ".
Bhavna looked back at her Devar, in a surprise tone and than in one breathe said " Do you think I am kid" .
Sonu knew the answer.
He got his new scotch bottle, and gathered some snacks, and tried to hold grab of a Soda bottle, he rushed back to terrace. But as he was down, and had sometime to spend with himself, he spoke to himself " Gosh she is too hot, I wish I can just "..
He walked back to terrace, kept the bottle and other stuff, on a round table, which was lying empty. His Bhabhi joined him in laying out the table. He took the cigarette packet from his pocket. He wanted to smoke to calm himself down. He knew that this opportunity will not come back to his life again. Question was that how to make the first move. She was still his Bhabhi, and his fucking brother was sleeping down. He lit his cigarette, and smoke flew in the air. As looked down, his Bhabhi had already poured 90-90 two pegs.
"Its Holi, and I want to be crazy! " , and she knocked the glass to his saying " Cheers", but as the alcohol, seeped inside both of them, so was their courage and confidence. It was matter of time, before they were going to break everything.
Sonu, ran towards Bhavna, with his hands having the red color, it was not simple Gulal, but the water soluble color which he had purchased. He wanted to paint his Bhabhi. Bhavna was smiling and having fun. She was in a good mood too. Grabbing Bhavna Bhabhi, from behind, Sonu painted her whole face with the red color. He continued to rub her face till the time he felt satisfied. In this struggle to paint her face, his hands touched her breasts from outside, despite everything he could not hold his thing to be hard. Though initial movements were not intentional, but soon it became intentional. Bhavna did not even once resisted. As the passion calmed down, he himself brought his face forward to get colored by Bhavna. Bhavna also politely taking the red color from his hands painted his face slowly.
The both now were seating down on the floor of the terrace, the water from pipe was flowing consistently on the terrace. Bhavna had also brought all the colors which she had purchased and Sonu had purchased on the terrace. She was smiling. Both of them were looking like red color ghost now. But as they were both wet, the internal clothes of Bhavna was very much clear. Her Bra which was also wet from inside had stuck with her breasts and was clearly visible. Her panties which looked more sexier than normal, the thin line had completely submerged with the her ass line. Sonu could not take his eyes from the wonderful asset, which were getting exposed due to her wet body. The top, Bhavna was wearing had a change from behind, It was a little low cut top. Her cleavage was much more visible than before, but Bhavna had not done anything to hide, it, as she came back to terrace, she was carrying the colors packed in one trey, and some snacks with her.
The both sat for sometime, enjoying the bright sunlight. Bhavna looked at her Ramesh and said,
"What Devar jee, bus itna hi dum tha , I thought you had some plans " hehehe.
The terrace was a big terrace. But as it was little aloof than the main town, there were not many houses nearby. Perhaps one cannot even say that the festival of Holi was there. There was a silence, and 11 am in the morning also looked as if lot of time has been spent.
Bhavna, was constantly teasing and taunting Sonu, her words had a double meaning, plus taunt on them. She was challenging his ego, one way to make a man go crazy may be.
Sonu looked back at her Bhabhi,
Sonu, whose was now more sober than earlier, smiled at her joke, " Comeon Bhabhi, Holi has just begun ".
Bhavna replied back, " Oh are you going to keep the Holi dry for your Bhabhi ?, Bhavna asked with a taunt.
The terrace of the bungalow was not , very red color which he had put on her face was now drying up, her clothes were also more dried up. The score still was 2-1 in favor of his Bhabhi.
"No no, Bhabhi, we have just started, just wait and watch, and then he looked at her and said, " if you don't mind, can I get my drink".
Bhavna smiled back at him, and said "Oh did you take my permission in the morning " , with a small handkerchief kind of towel, she was wiping some of the color which had gone inside her mouth.
As he stood up to go down to get back his bottle and his glass, he looked at his Bhabhi, and checked " Can I get a beer or two for you ".
Bhavna looked back at her Devar, in a surprise tone and than in one breathe said " Do you think I am kid" .
Sonu knew the answer.
He got his new scotch bottle, and gathered some snacks, and tried to hold grab of a Soda bottle, he rushed back to terrace. But as he was down, and had sometime to spend with himself, he spoke to himself " Gosh she is too hot, I wish I can just "..
He walked back to terrace, kept the bottle and other stuff, on a round table, which was lying empty. His Bhabhi joined him in laying out the table. He took the cigarette packet from his pocket. He wanted to smoke to calm himself down. He knew that this opportunity will not come back to his life again. Question was that how to make the first move. She was still his Bhabhi, and his fucking brother was sleeping down. He lit his cigarette, and smoke flew in the air. As looked down, his Bhabhi had already poured 90-90 two pegs.
"Its Holi, and I want to be crazy! " , and she knocked the glass to his saying " Cheers", but as the alcohol, seeped inside both of them, so was their courage and confidence. It was matter of time, before they were going to break everything.
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