25-03-2022, 09:33 AM
Kartik immediately jumped down while saying “ohh… shit” and slapped my breasts twice as he could see tiny spark on my nighty and then immediately spewed water from the bottle kept on the table over my upper half. Bottle did not had much water Kartik told me to put more water on my breast as I was bit screaming because of heat of molten wax, obviously I was over reacting and I was not in that pain.
Anyway I went to basin which was in the same living room and started putting more water over my breasts, truly speaking at the time when I jerked my hand I did not realized what I am doing and what will happen, it was spontaneous which came out to be very useful for me. I was totally wet from my top and my breasts we jutting out of my bra,
in excitement and Kartik was looking at them without a flick of an eye, as such there was very less light in the room which was coming out of kitchen but it was more than enough for him to see my milky breasts moreover I think by now my nipples were also prominent because of water and excitement. I looked at him he was staring at me, “kuch jalan kam hue?”
he asked me while looking at my breasts, “haan, aap ke pass burnoul hai kya? (do you have burnoul, cream which is used to dress up burns)” “Haan bedroom mein hai?” he replied, “aap please pahle lights on karr do, I went inside while saying that, room got lightened and just then Kartik entered and took out that cream from the drawer and gave it to me,
I started taking off molten wax from my upper breasts while looking into life size mirror in the bedroom itself and Kartik was standing behind me, he was trying his best not to look at me in the mirror but could not control and finally one more time I caught him staring at me and smiled in the mirror while looking at him, and spoke,
“Bhaiya kya dekh rahen hain?” “kuch nahi” he replied with a fumble, “I can understand your condition….…. Ek to Deepika yahan nahi hai, above that main iss state mein yahan khadi hun” I replied in naughty tone while looking at him in the mirror, and truly speaking I don’t know how I was talking to him so well, every word was spontaneous.
“Nahi Bhabhi aap mujhe galat samajh rahe ho” Kartik spoke again and tried to cover up, “Bhaiya main bachi (child) nahi hun, I very well know iss time aap kya dekh rahe ho….. aur kya soch rahe ho?” I continued teasing him and spoke whatever came in my mind and I could see that I was proceeding where I wanted to go,
Kartik got embarrassed and I was sure that he was about go out of the room when I turned to him and spoke “ye aapki wajah se jala hai, iss liye aapko iss par cream lagani chahiye” by now I was done with the removing wax from my upper breasts and I was standing facing him almost wet from my top with a small tube in my hand.
“Bhabhi kya baat karr rahi hain?” he spoke again in confusion, I could see that he could not believe whatever was happening, even I could not believe whatever I was saying and doing, from my side almost all bars were broken and he could easily guess my intentions and I must say that Kartik was more nervous than me.
Anyway I spoke again and tried to dominate him, “Bhaiya ek to aap mujhe Bhabhi kahna band karo, Deepika mujhe Didi kahti hai…… uss hisab se main aapki saali(sister in law) hui”…… “Bhabhi Maa(mother) saman hoti hai aur Saali aadhi(half) gharwali(wife)hoti hai,….. ab decide karlo aapko kya chahiye” I spoke again and gave him the cream while saying that.
He was looking into my eyes without a word and next moment I took off my long gown to give him better access to my half covered breasts so that he can apply cream to it. I was standing just in cut sleeve nighty which was totally wet and half of my breasts were exposed to him, above that my marital makeup,
lots of bangles and Mangal Sutra symbol of my marriage was adding up spice to my looks and Kartik was in the state which is really difficult to define, he was confused, scared as well as aroused, “bhaiya aap to ladkiyon ki tarah sharma rahe ho,…….. at least cream to laggao mujhe” I spoke again and I was clear with my words that exactly what I want, somehow he started applying cream on my breasts,
as such I was not burnt, there were hardly bit of redness and I was not bothered about it, rather I was more excited for the thing which was about to happen,\ now and I could see that now I was not very far from my target and I moved bit ahead and tried to hold him and spoke again,
“aapko itni si baat samajh nahi aa rahi ki…… main dikha rahi hoon, tabhi to aap dekh raho ho….. aur ek aurat jab kisi mard ko apna ye sab dikhaati hai to usska kya matlab hota hai?” I could not believe whatever I was saying but I was gone too far, I was sure that that Kartik is not going to miss this opportunity but I could see that he was still bit hesitant to go ahead,
Anyway I went to basin which was in the same living room and started putting more water over my breasts, truly speaking at the time when I jerked my hand I did not realized what I am doing and what will happen, it was spontaneous which came out to be very useful for me. I was totally wet from my top and my breasts we jutting out of my bra,
in excitement and Kartik was looking at them without a flick of an eye, as such there was very less light in the room which was coming out of kitchen but it was more than enough for him to see my milky breasts moreover I think by now my nipples were also prominent because of water and excitement. I looked at him he was staring at me, “kuch jalan kam hue?”
he asked me while looking at my breasts, “haan, aap ke pass burnoul hai kya? (do you have burnoul, cream which is used to dress up burns)” “Haan bedroom mein hai?” he replied, “aap please pahle lights on karr do, I went inside while saying that, room got lightened and just then Kartik entered and took out that cream from the drawer and gave it to me,
I started taking off molten wax from my upper breasts while looking into life size mirror in the bedroom itself and Kartik was standing behind me, he was trying his best not to look at me in the mirror but could not control and finally one more time I caught him staring at me and smiled in the mirror while looking at him, and spoke,
“Bhaiya kya dekh rahen hain?” “kuch nahi” he replied with a fumble, “I can understand your condition….…. Ek to Deepika yahan nahi hai, above that main iss state mein yahan khadi hun” I replied in naughty tone while looking at him in the mirror, and truly speaking I don’t know how I was talking to him so well, every word was spontaneous.
“Nahi Bhabhi aap mujhe galat samajh rahe ho” Kartik spoke again and tried to cover up, “Bhaiya main bachi (child) nahi hun, I very well know iss time aap kya dekh rahe ho….. aur kya soch rahe ho?” I continued teasing him and spoke whatever came in my mind and I could see that I was proceeding where I wanted to go,
Kartik got embarrassed and I was sure that he was about go out of the room when I turned to him and spoke “ye aapki wajah se jala hai, iss liye aapko iss par cream lagani chahiye” by now I was done with the removing wax from my upper breasts and I was standing facing him almost wet from my top with a small tube in my hand.
“Bhabhi kya baat karr rahi hain?” he spoke again in confusion, I could see that he could not believe whatever was happening, even I could not believe whatever I was saying and doing, from my side almost all bars were broken and he could easily guess my intentions and I must say that Kartik was more nervous than me.
Anyway I spoke again and tried to dominate him, “Bhaiya ek to aap mujhe Bhabhi kahna band karo, Deepika mujhe Didi kahti hai…… uss hisab se main aapki saali(sister in law) hui”…… “Bhabhi Maa(mother) saman hoti hai aur Saali aadhi(half) gharwali(wife)hoti hai,….. ab decide karlo aapko kya chahiye” I spoke again and gave him the cream while saying that.
He was looking into my eyes without a word and next moment I took off my long gown to give him better access to my half covered breasts so that he can apply cream to it. I was standing just in cut sleeve nighty which was totally wet and half of my breasts were exposed to him, above that my marital makeup,
lots of bangles and Mangal Sutra symbol of my marriage was adding up spice to my looks and Kartik was in the state which is really difficult to define, he was confused, scared as well as aroused, “bhaiya aap to ladkiyon ki tarah sharma rahe ho,…….. at least cream to laggao mujhe” I spoke again and I was clear with my words that exactly what I want, somehow he started applying cream on my breasts,
as such I was not burnt, there were hardly bit of redness and I was not bothered about it, rather I was more excited for the thing which was about to happen,\ now and I could see that now I was not very far from my target and I moved bit ahead and tried to hold him and spoke again,
“aapko itni si baat samajh nahi aa rahi ki…… main dikha rahi hoon, tabhi to aap dekh raho ho….. aur ek aurat jab kisi mard ko apna ye sab dikhaati hai to usska kya matlab hota hai?” I could not believe whatever I was saying but I was gone too far, I was sure that that Kartik is not going to miss this opportunity but I could see that he was still bit hesitant to go ahead,
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