08-12-2021, 11:42 PM
It was a big house, constructed on a 250sq yd plot. Too big for such a small family. They had a maid servant who would come twice a day. It had three spacious bedrooms on the ground floor and two on the first floor with a huge terrace. It was a very peaceful place.
Shortly after they left, with Khans leaving first with Vicky’s parents leaving after 10-15 min, Vicky knocked at the door. The teenagers knew that there was nothing to be afraid of, thanks to the door at the stair entrance and terrace doors being locked. He decided to go in for a direct approach. Sadaf opened the door with Tina in kitchen. He embraced her and started pressing her boobs over her t-shirt. She indicated him of Tina’s presence to which he smiled and started the groping again. She again tried to push him away. This time he took off his track pants and t-shirt and was in his undergarments. Next to go was his vest and then came off the underwear. He was in his Birthday Suit with a perplexed Sadaf looking at him and Tina still showing her gorgeous ass to him from kitchen. He proceeded to the kitchen and held Tina from back, surprised she turn around to get the shock of her life.
Ritu was a lady in her mid-twenties. Fair like north Indians are, a bit plump, not fat but not the hourglass figure either, may have to do with the pregnancy. A very sweet round face, big expressive eyes, nice kissable lips. Thanks to the delivery the boobs had become big. They were not in class of Mrs Kapoor or Mrs Khan but still a very good and eye catching size. In short she was much like the Damini character of “Saas bhi kabhi bahu thee” serial played by Riva Bubber. The first time Vicky saw Damini in the serial, he remembered Ritu with whom he had eventful 6 weeks. You may like to check Riva Bubber image on net to get an idea.
She had learnt about Vicky from her cousin (Vicky’s bhabhi). There was no relation between Vicky & Ritu, so he was finding in difficult how to address her. She sensed his predicament and told him that he can address her as either Ritu or Bhabhi.
“jee” (yes) came the reply.
In presence of the maid he would address her as Bhabhi (sister in law) but alone it was Ritu ji. The Ji denoted mark of respect for elders. She was jovial in nature and easy going. Very soon they got into some rhythm of living together. He would help her around the house and will study whenever possible. There was a ground nearby, so when the maid would come in the evening, he would go to the ground and play cricket with local boys. He was a very good player and hence became part of the group very soon. There were times with Ritu would watch him play from the Terrace. He would then strive to perform his best. His parents would call daily in the first week to check his progress. Good report from Ritu ensured that they now called only once in two days.
After about 10 days of his arrival, it once it so happened that the maid servant had fallen ill and was suffering from Malaria. This meant she was out for about 10-15 days. She had sent in her son “Ramu” as a replacement. Ramu was a kid of around 12years. He was a timid boy. Not very tall or strong but a simple houseworker. He used to go to the local government college, was in Class 6, but due to illness of his mother, had to take care of these duties. He would also come once in the morning and once in the evening and would take care of cleaning the house, wash utensils. He could not cook food and Ritu was not sure if she should burden him with washing clothes. She backed herself to wash clothes alongwith Vicky’s help.
Her baby boy’s name was Abhay. Apart from helping them in the house the maid also used to help her with putting on the bra again after she fed Abhay. Abhay used to have a habbit of spilling some milk, so to be on the safe side, she would take off her bra while feeding her then put it back on.
For the first two days, she could manage it on her own but the next day she was finding it difficult to hook her bra. The others were in the washing machine to be washed the next day. The ones in almirah were of the same design hence making them difficult to hook. She thought for a while and then said “Vicky”
Vicky was watching something on the TV in drawing room. He proceeded to the bedroom where Ritu was. He opened the door and froze. Ritu was wearing a loose pyjama and holding her bra on her breast with one hand. The hooks were untied.
He said “Sorry”
“Ruk” (wait) “jabse maai gayi hai – yeh kaam mushkil ho gaya hai” (since the maid has gone – this has become difficult) “help kar do” (pls help)
Although he would have loved to do a lot more with her but for the time being it was a good beginning. He hooked the bra. As he was about to turn, she said “kisi ko batana mat” (don’t tell anyone). He nodded.
It became a regular feature from there on. She would ask him to hook the bra everytime she fed Abhay. Vicky thought some of the bras could have been hooked by her but she chose to call him. Pleased with this line of thought, he was chalking his plan out. The extra knowledge of Ritu not being laid for around 5-6 months (two months before delivery onwards) made him sure that the plan can work. For the first day she held her bra cups tightly and tried to cover her bosom with both the arms but from the second day onwards she was much more relaxed. He had also started engaging in mild banter with suggestive undertones with her. Her being of jovial nature added to the fun.
“Kitna kam kaam karwa tey ho aap mujhse” (how less you make me work) He said while hooking her bra.
Both knew it had to do something with hooking and unhooking of the bra.
She smiled “zyaada ka matlab kya” (what will be more work).
“Shuruaat bhi mujhe karni chahiye” (I should start also)
“pitoge” (I will beat you) she said and started laughing. Both laughed together.
Then he said “why you wear these white ones only” “you are so fair, designer coloured ones would look good”
“OK fashion advisor sir” she smiled.
In the evening, she called him in, she was wearing a loose top.
He said “haanji” (yes) questioningly.
She took off her top and said “inauguration karni hai” (do you want to inaugurate).
“Neki aur pooch pooch” (you shouldn’t even ask)
With this he proceeded to unhook her bra. He waited.
Slowly he moved out.
For the late night feed, she called him in for the inauguration. He followed the ritual. As he was about to leave, she indulged him in small talk while feeding the baby. The mirror was such placed that he could only see the side of her boob. She had one arm across to cover. Abhay was sucking to best of his ability. This had made him see side of one boob. Oblivious to him, she had noted the indirect line of vision.
Once he tied up the bra, she said “Aaj toh main rani padmini ban gayi” (today I was like rani padmini – the legendary rajput queen whose one glimpse, through mirror reflection had mesimerised Khilji leading to a war for the queen)
He got the import of the message. He was silent for a minute or so and then said “Sorry.” More than him, she felt hurt.
The next day, she took him to a nearby market. Those days were not of malls but still it was the biggest market of the colony and stood in front of ladies undergarment shop. She looked at him indicating to come along but he said “Main bahar rukta hoon – koi dekh lega – achha nahin lagta” (I will wait outside – someone will see – doesn’t look good). She said “hmmmm” and asked him to hold Abhay. After about half hour she came back and they proceeded home.
In the evening she asked him to come and he was pleasantly surprised seeing her wear a red coloured lacy bra. He unhooked it and stood there talking to her meanwhile looking at her boobs from the mirror. She was also happy to put on a show for her lifting her arm a couple of times to show the full side view of the boob. He hooked it back. She asked him to wait and brought out the other coloured ones she had bought. One was black, one maroon, a couple of them were printed with hearts on them. One of the tags on the bra made him know her size of a healthy 36d. She saw his glance to the tag.
She asked “Fashion Advisor sir, kaise lagenge” (how would they look)
“Pahene hue dekhenge toh pata chalega” (can tell only if I see wearing it) and he laughed.
She turned back to face him and said “ab batao” (now tell)
He was speechless. The red bra was shining on the creamy white background. The heavy boobs lay in the lacy bra. The lacy netting showing the creamy upper half of the boobs. He wanted to lick them there and then but reigned in his instincts. The tender looking shoulders having the strap linking them to the bossom treasures and the so delicate looking arms looked so inviting. The necklace pendant was just above the cleavage and the delicious looking cleavage went all the way down before covering about good 4 inches and then melted with delicious looking fruits.
Before he could go on & on she interrupted “kaisa laga” (how did it look)
“whites se bahut better” (much better than whites)
He moved out. That night, like so many others, he masturbated thinking about her.
The next morning, Ritu was worried. Abhay was not well and hence was not feeding properly. He was throwing up. She and Vicky took him to the nearest child specialist who examined him and found that the kid is ill and has some tummy infection which would take about a week to go away. Throughout the period the kids diet would go down but nothing else could be done. The low diet had severe implications both for the kid and the mammary. He came to know of this problem, pretty soon.
The same evening, once Ramu went away, she called him in. He saw her with her top on. He said nothing.
She started “Vicky ek problem aa gayi hai. Abhay beemaar hai isliye doodh nahin pee pata. Isliye doodh andar rahe jaata hai. Bahut dard hota hai. Ramu ki maa bhi chhutti par hai, samajh nahin aata kya karoon. Ek baar abhay theek ho jayega toh problem solve ho jaayegi” (Vicky have one problem, owing to abhay’s illness he is not able to drink full milk resulting in pain in boobs. As the maid servant is on leave can’t take advice. Once Abhay is fit, problem will be solved)
He still kept quiet.
She continued “Market gayi thee, chemist shop se check kiya thaa ek pump milta hai par woh out of stock hai aur 1 hafte ke baad aayega. Samajh nahin aa raha isse kaise baahar nikaaloon.” (Had been to the market. Checked with chemist shop for a pump. It was out of stock. Will take 1 week. Cannot understand how to pump out the milk)
He said “Main kuchh kar sakta hoon” (can I do something)
She kept quiet for a few seconds and then said “Promise you will not tell anyone – I mean anyone”
He nodded in affirmative.
She said “Maine doctor se check kiya thaa. I produce a lot of milk. Toh abhay ke baad bhi kaafi bacha rahe jaata hai. Jab tak pump nahin aata ya abhay theek nahin hota kya tum isse suck kar sakte ho” (I had checked with the doctor. I produce a lot of milk. So after feeding abhay a lot is left. Till the time I don’t get the pump or abhay is fit, can you suck it)
He thought of her producing a lot of milk and chuckled to himself. He then said with a surprised look on his face “Main? Koi kya kahega” (me? What will someone say)
She said “I will not tell – you will not tell – then how?”
He nodded “ok” and was about to turn with prospect of sucking the coveted boobs and further more. The heart’s contentment was not on his face. The look on his face said it was fate accompli for him.
She said “Vicky abhi” (now)
He said “aap pahele abhay ko pila lo main aata hoon” (you feed abhay first, I will come)
She started feeding abhay and he rushed to the bathroom and started masturbating. Due to the excitement he came after a few minutes only. This would ensure that the dick would be somewhat sedate during the sucking period. He went back to her.
Ritu indicated him to lay his head on her lap so that he could suck her milk. He did it. She lifted the top and pushed the right boob out. The prominent nipple was in front of him. As a natural he started sucking it. The milk came rushing. Once the milk was out of stock from one milk depot, he did not proceed to the next one but waited. He sucked and played with nipple with his tongue playing with the aerola. She felt his expertise and before she could say anything he moved to the next milk depot and drained it. Since he was too close he could not appreciate the light brown nipple and the aerola. She then pushed her bra down and said that she is going to bathroom. He got up and moved to his room.
He had devised a plan to get her fully. The next morning he was asked of his service again. Vicky asked her to remove her blouse and reasoned with her that since he had seen her in bra, what is the difference. She understood the logic and took her blouse off. She was wearing a black lacy bra. He stood there admiring the beauty and lay down on her lap. As she took her boob out he started sucking but the hand went to the other boob just holding it as a kid would do. The boob was a big one and a soft but firm one. She didn’t mind it and allowed it further. As yesterday he continued to suck and lick it post milk drinking. Today it was for a longer period whereas the hand was applying gentle pressure on the other boob nipple. He had learnt with experience that nipple area is a very sensitive part of the boob. He could feel her being tense. Before it could go out of hand, he got up.
He said “My fees. I am a human pump”
She laughed at his definition of himself and said “kya chahiye” (what you want)
He just kissed her on both the cheeks.
She said “bas” (only this) and smiled
He replied “Fees badh jaayegi” (fees will increase)
“Payment will be done” said she and chuckled. Both laughed together.
It was afternoon, she was in the kitchen. He went and stood behind her and indulged in small talk. She thought of teasing him. She asked him to pick a jar in the upper shelf but did not move. He was averse to loosing an opportunity to touch her. He moved in and picked up the jar from the shelf. The raging harmones ensured that the tool was full mast. He stood there more than the required time allowing the dick to be in touch with the ass globes. Not to miss the opportunity, she moved backward to support the contact programme. She felt the hardness of the tool and was pleased. The backward movement of the ass to meet the tool was not lost on Vicky and he helped himself to a smile. He was now all the more sure of achieving his objective. He moved back slightly and adjusted his tool in his shorts. Ritu saw him doing that and smiled at his predicament.
For next 2-3 days she would take off her blouse and would be in bra for him to drink milk. That day, he decided to torment her a bit. It was the night feed time and since he had skipped the evening dose which meant that the tankers were filled to the brim. As they completed dinner, she asked him to come to the bedroom. He knew what she was upto and he had something in mind. He said “Aata hoon” (coming) and went to the toilet. He stayed there for 10-15 minutes, not required though, adding to her desperation. Then he switched on the TV and made her wait for another 15 minutes.
He went and was down in her lap with the twin peaks just inches above his head. As she pulled up one bra cup and brought the boob out, instead of sucking, he just licked the sensitive nipple and adjoining region. Being sensitive their, she was enjoying the sensations but she could not bear the pain in her boobs either.
She said “pee na” (drink)
He replied “bigger payment required”
“Kya chahiye” (what do you want)
“Bra utaar do” (remove your bra)
She said “nahin” (no) trying to prove her supremacy.
He started to lift his head.
She said “ruko – par kyon” (wait – but why)
“Milk depot dekhne hain” (need to see the milk depots) and he smiled.
She saw him smiling and also smiled at the term milk depots but did not want to be topless in front of him. She still said “nahin”
This time he got up and left the room.
She was startled. The pain in her boobs was making her think to go to him but her pride of controlling the things was holding her back. She thought for a while, picked up her baby and tried to feed. Abhay did not drink much milk and it was of no use to her to subside the pain. Still determined to enforce her supremacy she did not go.
Knowing fully well her state and the movement of ass in the day, he was sure of his plan would succeed. The only glitch was what happens if she bought some pump. Two things went in his favour. One, if she wanted to purchase it she would have got it much earlier. Second was that the market was closed the next day for weekly holiday. It had now become a game of who blinks first. He did not want to. If he could get Mrs Kapoor, she should not be much of an issue.
He decided to wait and watch.
It went for over four hours.
Around 1.30 in the night, he heard a knock on his door. Since he was not fast asleep, he got up and opened the door. Ritu stood there in her nightgown. Under the gown was a night suit with a shirt type top and pyjama.
She stood there but did not come in.
He opened the door and went back to his bed. Wait & watch continued.
Ritu was the first one to break the silence of the night. She took a step forward and said “Vicky help karo dard ho raha hai” (Vicky help – its paining)
He said “idhar aa jaao” (come here)
She removed her night gown and sat on the bed. Slowly she opened her top and she still had bra on.
He was waiting and not moving.
She did not react.
He got up and switched on the lamp near the bed side. He stood there waiting.
Gradually she took her hands behind her back and unclasped the bra. Slowly, slowly she took off the bra. The pendulous melons released from the confines of the bra were in full view. He wanted to do a lot of things to them but he decided to be a bit cautious. All the good work would reduce to a naught with one false move. It was a game of chess and he was loving it.
He went and laid down in her lap with his head resting just below the inviting fruits. It took a lot of effort and determination to not to maul those melons. He started sucking the nipple and stream of milk started flowing into his mouth bringing relief and pleasure to both him and her.
To him because the ice was broken and in a few days he would fuck Ritu and to her because of the relieving of pain and also somewhere deep down she was enjoying this game but did not want to acknowledge it.
He held the other boob while sucking one and licked the nippie a bit longer. He wanted to make her comfortable in being topless before him. Once she was comfortable, he had then planned for the final assault. He knew the size of his tool would go a long way in convincing her.
After about 20 minutes of milking the depots went dry. She was in the same position for some more time. After sucking them dry he left them against the very strong urge of mauling them.
Silently she got up picked up her clothes and walked to her room still topless.
The next morning, he got up to a cheerful good morning from Ritu. This time she was fully clad, needed to be, in presence of the servant, Ramu. He freshened up and waited for Abhay to be fed. Today Ramu had come a bit late hence there was a delay in time to leave. To top it all he had brought a book to learn some Maths from Vicky. He might have raging harmones but he was never the one to shy away from teaching an underprivileged. Ramu finished his work and sat down on the floor with his books. Vicky tried to make him sit on a chair but to no avail. So he too decided to sit on the floor. He could see the bedroom and an impatient Ritu waiting for him. He decided to prolong her agony a bit. He continued to teach him. Ramu was a quick learner and after a couple of hours of tuition he got the hang of the chapters. Vicky was really pleased both at his pupil’s effort and her agony. Ramu was pleased that he was well taught by him and left by saying “Thank you Bhaiya.”
Vicky wanted to continue the torment a bit and went to his room. He was waiting for the call and within a minute he heard his name. He moved to the bedroom. Sitting there on the bed was Ritu, topless, like a wanton whore waiting to be screwed. She was wearing a white cotton long skirt.
He said “aapne bulaya” (you called)
“Haan” (yes)
“Kya hua” (what happened)
“milk depot ki supply khatm karni hai – itnee der kyon lagai” (need to finish the milk depot supply – why did you take so long)
“Ramu ko padha raha thaa” (I was teaching ramu)
“Chal ab jaldi aa jaa” (come here fast)
He lay his head in her lap and today before sucking he decided to play with her. The nippies had become a bit stiff in anticipation. He started licking one and the finger & thumb started tormenting the other one. The nippie had become stiffer owing to the special treatment today. She was enjoying the pleasure and wanted him to continue but still on the other hand wanted to continue with the pretence of her being in command.
She said “kya kar rahe ho” (what r u doing) the weakness in her voice gave away her enjoyment.
He replied “aapko pata to hai – milk depot ke nozzle check kar raha hoon” (you know it – am checking the nozzles of the milk depot)
Though this relieved the tension a bit but continued onslaught on the nippies was making her go weak in her resolve. She wanted him to continue but he was playing the game of cat & mouse with her. He removed the fingers from other boob and started sucking milk. Stream of warm milk came straight into his mouth. He drank it all. Meanwhile to torment her again, he started pressing her other boob. This time the massage & pressure were noticeably more than previous gentle boob hold. The play with the sensitive nipple region was making her loose her resolve, whatever it was, and weak in knees. As the milk finished he got up abruptly. This left her aghast.
He could sense her problem. As she was about to wear the clothes he pushed them aside and said “Main hee toh hoon” (its me only here)
Though she found it logical but decided against it and wore the clothes. Not the one to give up, during the day he stood behind her and cupped her boobies and had started massaging them over her blouse. For start she pushed his hands away shouting “kya kar rahe ho” (what r u doing). He did not listen to her and again planted them there and massage continued. Before she could say anything, he said “what is new in this”. She understood that since he rubbed her boobs during milking, hence why was she objecting to it now.
The time tested formula was coming to the fore now. As the hand played with her boobs, the nape of the neck was bombarded with the wet kisses and the rock hard tool went for the ass exploration. She was also in the mood and moved her ass back a bit to meet his tool. This continued for about 2 minutes and he turned her around to kiss her ever kissable lips, she came out of a trance and pushed him back and went to her room.
He did not go to her. That night both did not say anything during dinner.
Post dinner, the medical problem of milk again arose. She called him. He did not go. She called again, he did not go.
She came to his room, topless, asking him to drink milk. He signaled her to sit. He placed his head on her lap but did not start the milking. She was wearing only the pyjama of a light coloured night suit. Today was going to be the day he thought. He held her hand and took her to her bedroom. He wanted to have her there.
As she sat on the bed, he lay his head in her lap and as the other day started playing with her nippies. Today he continued to play during his consumption time. The moment he finished sucking milk, he continued licking the nipples and the adjoining sensitive regions. The combination of tongue and finger in nipple region was causing havoc in her mind. He got up without leaving the licking of the boob and moved to licking her gorgeous valley between two beauty peaks. The saliva had drenched the 3-4 inch cleavage. All the while her eyes were closed. He was gently massaging the boobs but continued licking her upper bossom and neck area. The expert that he had become, he knew that she was his for the taking and the remaining couple of weeks would be very entertaining. Slowly, slowly he kissed her cheek and then brought his lips to hers. The combination of love attack on her body coupled with the fact that she had been without sex for quite some time was too much for her to handle. As he was about to kiss, the hands had touched the pubic region. This startled her and she said “nahin”
This time he was not going to listen. He pinned her down on the bed and kissed her smack on the lips. After a token resistance, the lips parted and the saliva exchange took place. She was now into it fully. He was rubbing his crotch over hers, though both the crotches were covered, still it was having a great effect.
He was about to pull her pyjama down when she said “Main nahin utaaroongi” (I wont pull it down)
To which he replied “chalo phir main utaar deta hoon” (ok then I will pull down)
She tightened her grip on her pyjama as a last wall of resistance and was about to say something but was left silent.
Vicky just pulled his shorts down and threw away the vest and smiled.
He said “Kaha thaa main utaar deta hoon” (I told you that I will pull it down)
She was not listening to him. The focus was on the tool, the dangling tool. The tool was rock hard and looked like a menacing python. She was mesmerized by it. It was a bit bigger than her hubby who was in no way carried a small dick but this was special. To top it all it looked much bigger on a 16 year old kid. She had seen a couple before her marriage but this one was extraordinary. Whatever little semblance of resistance was put up for show went out of the window. Involuntarily, the tongue wetted her lips and the lips came into shape “O” ready to take in every millimeter of the monster.
He came close to her and put an arm around her shoulder and lifted her face to his and looked her in eyes. She was stupefied to speak anything and he guided her hand to his dick and let her hold it. She clutched onto it as a child holds his favourite toy. She was in a spell. He started smooching her, this time there was zero resistance and active participation. The lips kissed lips, tongue entangled with tongue, tongue tasted lips and it continued. The hand was still on the rock hard python. The hand started its movement up & down the dick, stroking it with her soft hand. He played with her boobs while kissing her and went down on them kissing and mauling them.
Her eyes were closed and the cumulative effect of not having sex for a few months and his technique and to top it all the most desirable cock she had seen was too heady a cocktail for her. He loosened her grip on his dick and brought it closer to her mouth. She needed no further invite and formed an ‘O’ to suck the granite hard tool. She started to take it in. Centimeter by centimeter half of it went in. She felt that she would choke due to the enormous guest in mouth. He pulled it out but she wanted it in and again it went in. This time the tongue welcomed it and she started smoking it and both developed a rhythm of movement. The mouth fucking continued for over 15 minutes when he shot the load in her mouth. She drank a large proportion of his semen but quite a bit was oozing out from her mouth forming a trail of rich white thick liquid.
He went down on her and started playing with her already wet pussy. The fingers found their way and the coupling effect of pleasure with fingers in her pussy and its licking plus the attack on her inner thigh ensured that she came within no time. Long starved for sex was also one major reason.
She came in by gallons and he was there to lap as much as he could.
With her pussy now being very well lubricated, he decided to fuck her now. He positioned his dick on her pussy entrance with her legs lifted up on either side of his shoulders. She was not expecting this from him. Even her husband never ventured much away from the missionary style and here was the kid straightaway ready for the variation. Things were going to be exciting now.
The lubricated pussy meant that the dick went in reasonably ok. Inch by inch it went in. The pussy walls stretching to accommodate the valued visitor. Three fourths of his dick was in and she was gasping. He waited before proceeding, as the walls adjusted she found her breathing rhythm back. As she found it back, he started pulling his cock out to form a rhythmic in and out movement. Stroke by stroke more & more dick went in. It was hitting her where no one else had hit her. It made her feel full to the limit. The more surface area of the dick meant that the sensitive pussy walls were feeling the touch. The increased touch increased the pleasure and passion.
The thrust and power of his strokes were making her go crazy with her shouting, screaming “oh my god” with every stroke. The high position of her legs meant that the dick hit her deep inside. Her head was swaying from side to side with the eyes closed to enjoy the pleasurable attack. His balls were hitting her with every stroke. As the pace increased so did the amount of dick going in. It was all in making her gasp for breath. As he saw her gasping, he asked her to check if he should take it out to which she shook her head violently to say no. What a slut he thought.
Suddenly the grip of her legs on his shoulders tightened with Ritu clutching the bedsheets and swaying her head indicating the impeding cumming. She had cummed. The boy hadn’t. She wanted him to continue the onslaught and he was too willing to oblige. He continued the onslaught. The heavy strokes after her orgasm made her shiver but the pleasure was too good to be missed. Within the strokeplay of over 8-10minutes both the lovers were on verge of cumming and came did they – at the same time. He erupted like a volcano splurging streams of his thick semen and she came like a waterfall, moistening his dick with gallons of cum.
They both lay on the bed exhausted, the bodies glistening with the sweat. Both looked at each other smiled and lay contented. He had achieved his target and so had she, unknown to him. That’s why things were relatively so easy.
She said “ab kya” (now what)
“More fun”
“meaning”
“2 weeks of sex” said he and smiled
“only two weeks” said she and winked
“usee mein saal ka quota kar doonga” (within 2 weeks I will complete a year’s quota)
They laughed together and slept together nude.
In the morning he got up to a very nice feeling of cock sucking and found Ritu to suck his cock. The tool was hard as expected. After he came, she got up, all nude, went to the kitchen to make some tea for him. As they drank tea he looked at her, it was a sight of a slut finding new life. He wanted to start again but she warned him not to do anything wrong in front of the servant.
So it was an uneventful fortnight in front of servants but a fortnight of sex, lust, passion, positions, love without the servants.
Fondling her boobs, over her blouse, kissing, in servants presence (when he was not looking) was a common thing. He fucked her in ass, in shower, on kitchen table, on roof, in balcony, made her to suck his dick in a secluded corner of a cinema hall. You name it he did it. Will not go in further details for fear of repetition. Two weeks after first round, he got the call from his parents asking him to come back as the situation had eased and the colleges were to open after dussehra that year. Hope people would remember that. He had taken books to study but he had perfected the art of biological reproduction during the period.
With a heavy heart he moved and with an even heavier heart she bade him bye. But not before enjoying the pleasures of her charms the night before. He was sad leaving her but the knowledge of Sadaf, Sheetal and Mrs Kapoor cheered him up.
He was to interact with Ritu at a later stage alongwith a very hot friend of hers.
In October he came back to Delhi with colleges opening after Dusshera holidays. The chill in the wind was about to set in. Those were the days when winter used to start setting in October. The extra unwanted holidays meant that there was extra pressure on classes 10th to 12th. The colleges went ahead and increased the number of classes from 8 to 10 per day, with two classes extra. This meant that there was now less time with Sadaf and Tina. Since Tina was there, nothing much could be done in her presence, however, their rendezvous on terrace continued. It was constrained to kissing, boob sucking, oral sex.
There were very few occasions to make love to Sheetal and Mrs Kapoor.
It was sometime after Guru Nanak Birthday that year, in November that Sadaf and Vicky were involved in their lust. She was sucking his big tool and he continued to fondle her boobs. Though they were secluded from any other terrace view, anyone coming in dark from the staircase could see them. They were confident in the belief that anyone coming upstairs would switch on the staircase light. From corner of his eye he saw a shadow movement. He could not make out who it was. But he was scared. He wanted to know who else knew about their indiscretions. Sadaf was still licking it like a lollipop. He patted on her head and asked her to get up. She was startled as she was on verge of cumming. She got up and looked at him.
He motioned her to be silent and took her away to main terrace and said “I think I saw someone”
“Matlab” (meaning)
“someone has seen us doing this”
“who”
“cant say”
“now what”
“wait & watch” “kuch aur nahin kar sakte” (cant do anything else)
He continued “if it is a boy blackmailing you, tell me, I will take care”
“Agar ladki hui toh (if it is a girl)” she asked
“I will take care” “par doosri waali” (the other care)
They both laughed.
He came down and looked at his parents, there was no change in their emotions or look or way they spoke with him. One security check cleared.
Same was with Sadaf, no change with her parents. Another security check cleared.
They looked around in the neighbourhood with suspicious eyes but nothing to alarm them.
A couple of days later he was talking to sadaf in the staircase in presence of Tina that he noticed Tina chuckling and giving him a meaningful smile. He always wanted to screw her ass but this was different, also the knowledge from Sadaf about her adventures meant that he was also not averse to have something with her.
Tina went to her home saying “aap dono ko akela chhod deti hoon” (I will leave you two alone)
Sadaf laughed non-chalantly but bells were ringing for him.
As she went away, he told Sadaf about Tina being the shadow. Sadaf was not ready to accept it at first but then they were able to zero-in on her specially with regard to her “alone” remark. He asked Sadaf to prod her and check what she knows. Since Sadaf and Tina had a separate room for themselves hence it was easy for siblings to share their secrets.
The same night as the two beauties lay on the bed side-by-side, Sadaf came straight to the topic and did not beat around the bush.
“Tina – tune kya dekha thaa us din” (Tina what did you see the other day)
The direct approach startled her and she mumbled something incorrigible.
Sadaf again said “Kya dekha thaa” (what did you see)
Now Tina had got back her composure and said “Tujhe aur Vicky ko, chhat par karte hue” (you and Vicky doing on terrace)
Sadaf thought Vicky had guessed it right.
Now Tina started the assault
“Kab se” (since when)
“Summer holidays” came the reply.
“Oh – kya kya kiya” (what all have you done)
Sadaf kept silent
“I wont tell anyone, promise – bata na” (pls tell)
“Sab kuchh” (everything) came sadaf’s reply.
“Sab kuchh!!!” (Everything!!!) said an excited Tina
“Haan sab kuchh” (yes – everything) and sadaf gave a content smile.
“Kaisa thaa” (how was he)
“Too good – he is a great lover”
“Aur bata” (tell more)
“he admires your great ass” said sadaf in a matter of fact tone.
Now it was Tina’s turn to blush. She regained her composure and said “but you enjoyed his bada sa tool – andhere mein bhi bada lag raha thaa” (but you enjoyed his big dick – even in dark it looked big)
Sadaf replied “it is very big”
Sadaf continued to tease her “soch itna bada in your sexy ass” (imagine – such a big one in your sexy ass)
Both laughed and engaged in a small pillow fight.
Both slept with a smile on their face. Sadaf – safe in knowledge of her indiscretion remaining safe and also a possibility of Tina joining in the Fun.
Tina – Fun yes and possibility of exploring new horizons with Vicky.
It so happened that the next day, Friday, Sadaf had gone to her friend’s birthday and Vicky did not know about it. This meant he had gone for his terrace walk cum pleasure excursion. Tina knew that Sadaf did not tell him and hence she moved to the terrace at the anointed time. He heard the foot steps at the set time and thought it would be Sadaf. Since Tina did not switch on the stairs light, hence he did not know who was coming. He hid himself behind a short wall at the end of stairs and as she climbed the last step he hugged her from behind. The short was off for good measure, meaning the tool went to the luscious ass of the fair beauty. This startled her. She knew he was quick but this was a bit too much although she was prepared for a bit less.
She said “aah” and before she could say that the hands were on her boobs, as he grabbed it he knew they were a shade smaller, though handful, but he continued the onslaught nonetheless. She said “Its me” a bit louder this time but did not try to push his hands away, after a couple more gropes he let her go.
She looked at her questioningly and smiling.
He said “I thought it was Sadaf”
“You do this to her daily” she mocked anger
“You have seen this I am sure”
Now it was her turn to turn pale.
He knew her game was up. He said, I had guessed it was you who had seen us that day. After that he kept quiet.
She was looking down not knowing what to say. Since it was November, there was a slight chilly nip in the air.
He put one hand under her chin and lifted it up. Both looked at each other, he smiled, she relaxed and came close to her. He just hugged her and said “no problems boss”
He knew his dream ass could be his if he could just press the right buttons.
And knew that did he?
“Kab se dekh rahi hai hamein”
“Do baar dekha thaa – you like Sadaf a lot”
“Both of you are made to love”
She looked at him and smiled.
Seeing it as a positive sign, he kissed her. Bang on lips. She was startled. This was too quick for even her. After a meek protest she gave in and participated actively in the kiss. His hands directly went to the coveted ass globes and played with it. The tricks he had perfected with Sheetal, Mrs Kapoor, Sadaf, Ritu were in full action. Tina was not able to control herself now. This was much beyond her expectations and she was loving it.
Meanwhile the whore inside her traced her hand to the big tool and measured it and gasped. He understood her condition and withdrew from the kiss. Tina moved her much salivated lips forward to indicate her lack of willingness to part. But little did she know that more was to come. He took her to the preferred place on the terrace and started kissing her again. This time with ever more passion. She was also responding to the challenge and mauling his tool at every opportunity. The tool massage made the python get up in anger and formed a huge tent in his pyjamas. Though she had seen the tool shadow earlier but this one looked even bigger and menacing. She went down and kissed it over the pyjama and was looking it like a child would look at a favourite toy in the shop.
And as the luck would have it – she was called from her home by her mother. They both had to disengage but not before she kissed the tool again.
Safe in the knowledge of having Tina’s ass anytime he moved down.
Tina was waiting for Sadaf impatiently. She wanted to tell her. She got a call from Sadaf that she would stay overnight at her friends place. Dejected she fell on the bed with her finger to play with her pussy.
Sadaf returned the next morning, Saturday. As luck would have it both sets of Parents, Khans and his had gone out and were not expected till late evening. This was god sent chance for the teenage lust to be fulfilled.