08-05-2019, 07:38 PM
CHAPTER III
Next morning a refreshed Pushpa came down to see Smitha sitting at the dining table alone and there was no sign of Suresh.
Pushpa came over and sitting by her side asked 'how is your back today'
Smitha smiled and replied 'it is much better today and by tomorrow it should be fine'
'So kind of you to help me out' said Smitha.
'It's my pleasure dear' she said patting her thigh and squeezing it. As Smitha was getting excited by her closeness, Pushpa said 'why don't we go to your room.'
Hearing those words Smitha was thrilled and slowly she started treading up to her room and as they entered Pushpa bolted the door.
Smitha stood rooted in the centre of the room as she heard Pushpa bolting the door and when she came behind her and put her hands on her shoulders she was aroused.
Pushpa placing her hands on her shoulders started to knead them and seeing Smitha moaning softly she moved closer to her till her thighs touched hers.
Smitha's body shivered as she felt Pushpa's thighs on hers. She limped back her body on hers. Pushpa's hands then traveled from her shoulder to her waist and encircling her she pulled Smitha's body to hers.
Smitha melted in her arms.
Pushpa on having Smitha in her hold pushed her hand down on her waist and as she caressed her soft belly she slipped her hand inside her waistband and holding her tucked sari, she pulled it out and dragged it out of her body.
Smitha moaned as she felt her sari being pulled out from her body.
Pushpa then put her hand back again on her waist band and this time she let it slide over her petticoat on to her sex.
Smitha screamed in passion.
Pushpa slid her hand down over her sex and cupped it in her hand.
'What are you doing' cried Smitha passionately?
'I want this' said Pushpa cupping her warm womanhood from above her petticoat and panties and fondling it.
'Why mine' asked Smitha?
'Because you are so lovely, so beautiful; I want to see this' saying this she started to lift her petticoat with one hand while with the other she fondled her sex.
Smitha went wild with passion. She started wriggling her body as Pushpa drew her petticoat up and up and when her petticoat was well over her thighs, Pushpa snaked her hands inside it and held her warm thighs.
Smitha moaned and lifting her hands she held Pushpa's head for support.
Pushpa slid her hands up her warm thighs and started caressing them. Then she pushed one of her hand between them and placed it over her hot sex lodged between her under thighs.
Smitha's body trembled with passion as Pushpa's hand reached her hot moist sex, and she screamed 'touch me, touch me there'
Pushpa's hand reached up and was met with her wet panties. Grasping her cunt over her wet panties she said 'my, my you are dripping wet'
'Yes, feel it, invade it' cried Smitha snuggling her buttocks over Pushpa's thighs.
'Wait' saying this Pushpa straightened up and placing a hand over Smitha's back she pushed her head down on the bed.
Smitha was now bent over the bed and her back was stuck out in the open. Having placed her in the desired position, Pushpa knelt down behind her and again slid her hands inside her petticoat and when they reached her wet panties she dragged them out.
Smitha moaned on the bed and wriggled her buttocks.
Pushpa was going wild with lust. She wanted to see her buttocks and see her sex. After pulling her panties out, she lifted Smitha's petticoat up over her back. This made her rich buttocks to be exposed to her naked eyes.
Pushpa's eyes roamed over her buttocks. She fondled the warm soft flesh of her large buttocks and as she spread her mounds a little, the wrinkled rimmed hole of her ass was visible.
Pushpa put her hand over it and caressing her pucker she slid her hand down till she felt Smitha's moist pubic hair. Pushpa went wild feeling her thick bush. She parted the wet hair and cupped her sex in her hand.
Smitha's body was on fire. She started thrashing her body wildly and as Pushpa cupped her sex in her hand she felt the wetness creeping from her cunt on to her hands.
Pushpa smeared Smitha's cunt juices back on her cunt and as her cunt lips became slippery, Pushpa placing a hand right under her sex lifted Smitha till she stood on her toes and her lower body was protruded up and when her sex lips were visible between her pubic hair, Pushpa saying 'you have such lovely lips' spread her cunt lips.
Pushpa on seeing the pinkish opening of her cunt was wonder struck with its beauty and she could not stop from bringing her mouth down and kiss it from behind.
Smitha howled like a wild cat as she felt Pushpa kiss her cunt. She tugged the bedspread on which she had rested her head and pulled it into her mouth to stop squealing from pleasure.
Pushpa continued kissing her cunt and as Smitha again wetted her cunt, she sucked her juices till Smitha went limp completely drained out.
As Pushpa straightened up she pushed Smitha on to the bed and when she lay down on it she moved besides her.
It took some time for Smitha to regain her composure and when she opened her eyes she saw a smiling Pushpa beckoning her with her open arms.
Smitha crawled over Pushpa and coolly placed herself in her arms and laid down full length over her body. Pushpa was glad to have her heavy body crush hers and holding Smitha in her grasp said 'now kiss me'
Smitha after brushing the hair away from her face moistened her lips and bringing her face over Pushpa's kissed her lips passionately. Pushpa kissed her back and pulling Smitha's face away from her mouth she said 'not this, kiss my other lips'
Smitha was shocked but as she had to obey her. She turned and crawling down she caught Pushpa's thighs and heaving herself she settled her body over Pushpa's.
Then taking hold of her sari and petticoat, she started curling it up and as the cloth slid from Pushpa's body, her well proportioned legs came into view. Smitha continued folding her sari and petticoat till it reached her upper thighs. Smitha then making a soft cushion out of her sari and petticoat placed her head on it and sliding her hands between Pushpa's legs she parted them.
Pushpa was excited as Smitha parted her legs. Her body started throbbing and unable to sustain herself she grasped Smitha's thighs and pulled her up. This made Smitha's buttocks to be poised just inches away from her face.
Smitha after parting her legs slipped her hands between Pushpa's thighs. Her hands grasped both her warm soft inner thighs and spreading them further she suddenly brought her face on her inner thighs and started kissing them.
Pushpa screamed in ecstasy when Smitha started kissing and lapping her inner thighs and she almost creamed.
Smitha continued kissing her thighs and as Pushpa started to wriggle her body she dipped her face deeper into the dark horizon under her petticoat and as her lips felt her coarse pubic hair she started licking them.
Pushpa wailed loudly as Smitha's face came in contact with her sex. Her body shuddered and she burst out and came.
Smitha felt her body shudder. As she was unable to see anything in the darkness under her petticoat, she nuzzled her face on her dripping cunt. Pushpa curved her body and pressed her sex to her face.
Smitha lifting her face from her cunt took hold of her sari along with the petticoat and lifted them up exposing her dripping wet cunt to her gaze. This was the first time Smitha had seen any other woman's sex. She took a deep breath on looking at the sight her eyes had never seen before. Looking at the pink slit of her opening, peeping from behind her silky brown pubic hair and set amidst her graceful thighs was a sight to behold for ever.
Smitha after looking at her captivating cunt threw all inhibitions to the wind and placing her hands squarely on her pubic hair and parting her sex lips and looking deep inside said 'you have the most beautiful cunt.'
'Is it so' asked Pushpa?
'Have you ever seen your cunt' she threw the question back to her?
'Yes, I have seen it often' she shot back.
'But have you ever seen it from the angle I am looking at it now' Smitha asked.
'Not mine, but I saw yours' she replied.
'It is so pretty, so warm, so moist and so very appealing' saying this Smitha dipped her face over her cunt and smacked her lips on it.
Pushpa cried out her name and holding Smitha's buttocks said 'yes, yes, kiss it.'
'I am going to ravish it with my tongue' saying this Smitha smothered Pushpa's cunt with wet kisses and when her lips felt her cunt quiver, she pushed her tongue deep inside her hole. This made Pushpa to thrash her legs wildly with hot desires.
Pushpa screamed and as Smitha jabbed her tongue inside her juicy cunt she held Smitha's legs and pulling her up she brought Smitha's sex above her face and plastered her lips over it.
Smitha's body was on fire. She pushed her face deep on Pushpa's cunt and mixing her saliva with her juices she went on lapping Pushpa's cunt. As she kissed her cunt she started to thrash her own body over Pushpa's face.
Pushpa drained out her juices again and seeing Smitha going wild with desires and thrashing her body over her face. she darted her tongue out which slid inside her gaping cunt hole.
Smitha' dam busted as she felt Pushpa's tongue snake inside her cunt. Her thrusts gained momentum and she started hammering her lower body over her soft delicate mouth and when every drop of liquid was drained out of her cunt, she lay limp upon her.
'Well, well, well. You learn fast' said Pushpa on regaining her composure.
'It's because, you are my tutor' replied Smitha.
'Then I think we should move to the next chapter' said Pushpa smilingly.
'And what's it about' she asked getting excited?
'It's about Men' Pushpa replied.
'Will you be my tutor' she asked again?
'Yes, I will be your tutor but I should find some specimen for you' she said.
'Do you have anyone in your sight' she asked thinking about her son?
'I think I have one' she replied.
'Can I know his name' she asked visualizing her sons face.
'Ram' said Pushpa.
Hearing the name 'Ram,' Smitha was shocked and as she looked up Pushpa laughed and said 'we will decide it later.'
That ended the subject and as both of them got dressed up, Smitha looking at Pushpa said 'you forgot something.'
'What' asked Pushpa?
'You forgot to anoint my back' she said.
'That, I have left it for your son' said Pushpa going down the stairs.
Smitha stood like a rock on hearing her words and when she saw an agile Pushpa fade away she came down the stairs.
Later in the evening, Smitha after having a nap was refreshed. She dressed up in one of her silk sari and looking resplendent she waited for her son to come home.
It was not Suresh but Pushpa who came first. On entering she immediately went to Smitha and said 'I have to go home'
'Why?' asked Smitha feeling depressed.
'My husband has come home and he needs me' replied Pushpa smilingly.
'When will you be back' she asked sadly?
'I will try to be back tomorrow' said Pushpa and as she looked at Smitha dressed up elegantly she said 'I wish I could stay back.'
'Then why don't you' replied Smitha and turned away in resentment.
Pushpa seeing her feeling unhappy came forward and hugging her from behind said 'just give me a day.'
'Will you be back tomorrow' asked Smitha?
'Okay, I will be back' as she said this she put her hand on her waist and caressed it.
Smitha turned and smiled at her.
As Smitha turned Pushpa slid her hands on Smitha's buttocks and drawing her body closer said 'I cannot stay away from you.'
'Why? What's so inviting' asked Smitha leaning on her sensually.
'These' said Pushpa cupping her buttock's with both hands and fondling them.
'My buttocks' said Smitha playfully.
'That and your two pairs of lips' saying this Pushpa kissed Smitha hard on her lips, while her hands slid from her buttocks and cupped her sex.
Smitha moaned and hugging her said 'then stay back, I need you.'
Pushpa leaned forward and whispered in her ears. 'Today be with Suresh and tomorrow I will be back with Ram' saying this she disengaged from her hold and left her.
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Next morning a refreshed Pushpa came down to see Smitha sitting at the dining table alone and there was no sign of Suresh.
Pushpa came over and sitting by her side asked 'how is your back today'
Smitha smiled and replied 'it is much better today and by tomorrow it should be fine'
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'Yes, one more sitting of anointing and you will be okay' said Pushpa looking at her from the corner of her eye.'So kind of you to help me out' said Smitha.
'It's my pleasure dear' she said patting her thigh and squeezing it. As Smitha was getting excited by her closeness, Pushpa said 'why don't we go to your room.'
Hearing those words Smitha was thrilled and slowly she started treading up to her room and as they entered Pushpa bolted the door.
Smitha stood rooted in the centre of the room as she heard Pushpa bolting the door and when she came behind her and put her hands on her shoulders she was aroused.
Pushpa placing her hands on her shoulders started to knead them and seeing Smitha moaning softly she moved closer to her till her thighs touched hers.
Smitha's body shivered as she felt Pushpa's thighs on hers. She limped back her body on hers. Pushpa's hands then traveled from her shoulder to her waist and encircling her she pulled Smitha's body to hers.
Smitha melted in her arms.
Pushpa on having Smitha in her hold pushed her hand down on her waist and as she caressed her soft belly she slipped her hand inside her waistband and holding her tucked sari, she pulled it out and dragged it out of her body.
Smitha moaned as she felt her sari being pulled out from her body.
Pushpa then put her hand back again on her waist band and this time she let it slide over her petticoat on to her sex.
Smitha screamed in passion.
Pushpa slid her hand down over her sex and cupped it in her hand.
'What are you doing' cried Smitha passionately?
'I want this' said Pushpa cupping her warm womanhood from above her petticoat and panties and fondling it.
'Why mine' asked Smitha?
'Because you are so lovely, so beautiful; I want to see this' saying this she started to lift her petticoat with one hand while with the other she fondled her sex.
Smitha went wild with passion. She started wriggling her body as Pushpa drew her petticoat up and up and when her petticoat was well over her thighs, Pushpa snaked her hands inside it and held her warm thighs.
Smitha moaned and lifting her hands she held Pushpa's head for support.
Pushpa slid her hands up her warm thighs and started caressing them. Then she pushed one of her hand between them and placed it over her hot sex lodged between her under thighs.
Smitha's body trembled with passion as Pushpa's hand reached her hot moist sex, and she screamed 'touch me, touch me there'
Pushpa's hand reached up and was met with her wet panties. Grasping her cunt over her wet panties she said 'my, my you are dripping wet'
'Yes, feel it, invade it' cried Smitha snuggling her buttocks over Pushpa's thighs.
'Wait' saying this Pushpa straightened up and placing a hand over Smitha's back she pushed her head down on the bed.
Smitha was now bent over the bed and her back was stuck out in the open. Having placed her in the desired position, Pushpa knelt down behind her and again slid her hands inside her petticoat and when they reached her wet panties she dragged them out.
Smitha moaned on the bed and wriggled her buttocks.
Pushpa was going wild with lust. She wanted to see her buttocks and see her sex. After pulling her panties out, she lifted Smitha's petticoat up over her back. This made her rich buttocks to be exposed to her naked eyes.
Pushpa's eyes roamed over her buttocks. She fondled the warm soft flesh of her large buttocks and as she spread her mounds a little, the wrinkled rimmed hole of her ass was visible.
Pushpa put her hand over it and caressing her pucker she slid her hand down till she felt Smitha's moist pubic hair. Pushpa went wild feeling her thick bush. She parted the wet hair and cupped her sex in her hand.
Smitha's body was on fire. She started thrashing her body wildly and as Pushpa cupped her sex in her hand she felt the wetness creeping from her cunt on to her hands.
Pushpa smeared Smitha's cunt juices back on her cunt and as her cunt lips became slippery, Pushpa placing a hand right under her sex lifted Smitha till she stood on her toes and her lower body was protruded up and when her sex lips were visible between her pubic hair, Pushpa saying 'you have such lovely lips' spread her cunt lips.
Pushpa on seeing the pinkish opening of her cunt was wonder struck with its beauty and she could not stop from bringing her mouth down and kiss it from behind.
Smitha howled like a wild cat as she felt Pushpa kiss her cunt. She tugged the bedspread on which she had rested her head and pulled it into her mouth to stop squealing from pleasure.
Pushpa continued kissing her cunt and as Smitha again wetted her cunt, she sucked her juices till Smitha went limp completely drained out.
As Pushpa straightened up she pushed Smitha on to the bed and when she lay down on it she moved besides her.
It took some time for Smitha to regain her composure and when she opened her eyes she saw a smiling Pushpa beckoning her with her open arms.
Smitha crawled over Pushpa and coolly placed herself in her arms and laid down full length over her body. Pushpa was glad to have her heavy body crush hers and holding Smitha in her grasp said 'now kiss me'
Smitha after brushing the hair away from her face moistened her lips and bringing her face over Pushpa's kissed her lips passionately. Pushpa kissed her back and pulling Smitha's face away from her mouth she said 'not this, kiss my other lips'
Smitha was shocked but as she had to obey her. She turned and crawling down she caught Pushpa's thighs and heaving herself she settled her body over Pushpa's.
Then taking hold of her sari and petticoat, she started curling it up and as the cloth slid from Pushpa's body, her well proportioned legs came into view. Smitha continued folding her sari and petticoat till it reached her upper thighs. Smitha then making a soft cushion out of her sari and petticoat placed her head on it and sliding her hands between Pushpa's legs she parted them.
Pushpa was excited as Smitha parted her legs. Her body started throbbing and unable to sustain herself she grasped Smitha's thighs and pulled her up. This made Smitha's buttocks to be poised just inches away from her face.
Smitha after parting her legs slipped her hands between Pushpa's thighs. Her hands grasped both her warm soft inner thighs and spreading them further she suddenly brought her face on her inner thighs and started kissing them.
Pushpa screamed in ecstasy when Smitha started kissing and lapping her inner thighs and she almost creamed.
Smitha continued kissing her thighs and as Pushpa started to wriggle her body she dipped her face deeper into the dark horizon under her petticoat and as her lips felt her coarse pubic hair she started licking them.
Pushpa wailed loudly as Smitha's face came in contact with her sex. Her body shuddered and she burst out and came.
Smitha felt her body shudder. As she was unable to see anything in the darkness under her petticoat, she nuzzled her face on her dripping cunt. Pushpa curved her body and pressed her sex to her face.
Smitha lifting her face from her cunt took hold of her sari along with the petticoat and lifted them up exposing her dripping wet cunt to her gaze. This was the first time Smitha had seen any other woman's sex. She took a deep breath on looking at the sight her eyes had never seen before. Looking at the pink slit of her opening, peeping from behind her silky brown pubic hair and set amidst her graceful thighs was a sight to behold for ever.
Smitha after looking at her captivating cunt threw all inhibitions to the wind and placing her hands squarely on her pubic hair and parting her sex lips and looking deep inside said 'you have the most beautiful cunt.'
'Is it so' asked Pushpa?
'Have you ever seen your cunt' she threw the question back to her?
'Yes, I have seen it often' she shot back.
'But have you ever seen it from the angle I am looking at it now' Smitha asked.
'Not mine, but I saw yours' she replied.
'It is so pretty, so warm, so moist and so very appealing' saying this Smitha dipped her face over her cunt and smacked her lips on it.
Pushpa cried out her name and holding Smitha's buttocks said 'yes, yes, kiss it.'
'I am going to ravish it with my tongue' saying this Smitha smothered Pushpa's cunt with wet kisses and when her lips felt her cunt quiver, she pushed her tongue deep inside her hole. This made Pushpa to thrash her legs wildly with hot desires.
Pushpa screamed and as Smitha jabbed her tongue inside her juicy cunt she held Smitha's legs and pulling her up she brought Smitha's sex above her face and plastered her lips over it.
Smitha's body was on fire. She pushed her face deep on Pushpa's cunt and mixing her saliva with her juices she went on lapping Pushpa's cunt. As she kissed her cunt she started to thrash her own body over Pushpa's face.
Pushpa drained out her juices again and seeing Smitha going wild with desires and thrashing her body over her face. she darted her tongue out which slid inside her gaping cunt hole.
Smitha' dam busted as she felt Pushpa's tongue snake inside her cunt. Her thrusts gained momentum and she started hammering her lower body over her soft delicate mouth and when every drop of liquid was drained out of her cunt, she lay limp upon her.
'Well, well, well. You learn fast' said Pushpa on regaining her composure.
'It's because, you are my tutor' replied Smitha.
'Then I think we should move to the next chapter' said Pushpa smilingly.
'And what's it about' she asked getting excited?
'It's about Men' Pushpa replied.
'Will you be my tutor' she asked again?
'Yes, I will be your tutor but I should find some specimen for you' she said.
'Do you have anyone in your sight' she asked thinking about her son?
'I think I have one' she replied.
'Can I know his name' she asked visualizing her sons face.
'Ram' said Pushpa.
Hearing the name 'Ram,' Smitha was shocked and as she looked up Pushpa laughed and said 'we will decide it later.'
That ended the subject and as both of them got dressed up, Smitha looking at Pushpa said 'you forgot something.'
'What' asked Pushpa?
'You forgot to anoint my back' she said.
'That, I have left it for your son' said Pushpa going down the stairs.
Smitha stood like a rock on hearing her words and when she saw an agile Pushpa fade away she came down the stairs.
Later in the evening, Smitha after having a nap was refreshed. She dressed up in one of her silk sari and looking resplendent she waited for her son to come home.
It was not Suresh but Pushpa who came first. On entering she immediately went to Smitha and said 'I have to go home'
'Why?' asked Smitha feeling depressed.
'My husband has come home and he needs me' replied Pushpa smilingly.
'When will you be back' she asked sadly?
'I will try to be back tomorrow' said Pushpa and as she looked at Smitha dressed up elegantly she said 'I wish I could stay back.'
'Then why don't you' replied Smitha and turned away in resentment.
Pushpa seeing her feeling unhappy came forward and hugging her from behind said 'just give me a day.'
'Will you be back tomorrow' asked Smitha?
'Okay, I will be back' as she said this she put her hand on her waist and caressed it.
Smitha turned and smiled at her.
As Smitha turned Pushpa slid her hands on Smitha's buttocks and drawing her body closer said 'I cannot stay away from you.'
'Why? What's so inviting' asked Smitha leaning on her sensually.
'These' said Pushpa cupping her buttock's with both hands and fondling them.
'My buttocks' said Smitha playfully.
'That and your two pairs of lips' saying this Pushpa kissed Smitha hard on her lips, while her hands slid from her buttocks and cupped her sex.
Smitha moaned and hugging her said 'then stay back, I need you.'
Pushpa leaned forward and whispered in her ears. 'Today be with Suresh and tomorrow I will be back with Ram' saying this she disengaged from her hold and left her.
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