Yesterday, 02:47 PM
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I was shaken as Rekha lowered the cloth. My cock was still pressed into her butt. A sudden idea came to me. I let go of her, stepped back quickly, and turned my back to her. I walked toward the washroom.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Nothing," I said. "I'll be right back after using the washroom." My cock was swinging from side to side.
I went straight into the washroom, put my cock back in my pants, and zipped them up. I sighed with relief. It was one thing to have fun mindlessly, but if Rekha had seen my naked cock, she probably wouldn't have ignored it. So I got nervous the moment she removed the cloth. After a while, I came out of the washroom. Rekha was now sitting on a chair.
"It's amazing how you suddenly had to pee," she said, seeing me.
"Not suddenly," I said. "I had to go before, but I was helping you with the game, so I stayed quiet."
"Waaaa, hero, you are a very useful person, then," she said.
"Yes, Rekha mammi," I said. "I am a very useful person. You should take more and more work from me."
"What more work could I take from you?" she asked.
"Anything you want," I said. "Consider me your servant."
"You talk a lot, stupid," she said, laughing. "Didn't you get bored there with Dani and the others?"
"Very, very bored, mammi," I said. "But what could I do? I was helpless."
"Hmmmmm, that's good," she said. "So is there a plan for jogging in the morning, or is it over?"
"No, mammi ji, there is a plan every day," I said. "But this cursed eye just doesn't open."
"Hmmmm, then you should set an alarm," she said.
"Mmmm, I will set it today," I said. "By the way, can't you wake me up in the morning? Out of fear of you, I would leave the bed immediately."
"No, man, I don't have that much time," she said. "And besides, I don't like knocking on doors early in the morning."
"Hey, can't you do even this much for a friend?" I asked.
"Man, it's difficult," she said. "But I can call you."
"Yes, that's fine too," I said. She took the mobile in her hand. "Give me your number then." I gave her my number, and mammi gave a missed call on my number. I immediately saved the number.
"You do this bhangra a lot," she said. "Do you like dancing and singing?"
"No, mammi, I don't like it," I said. "But Asad has been very close to me, and besides, there is Azra, my cute sister. I can't say no to her."
"Hmmmm, so sweet," she said.
"By the way, you should also show us your dancing one day," I said.
"Laughing, "Where do I know how to dance?" she said.
"Why, didn't you learn anything in Italy?" I asked.
"There's a lot more than dancing there," she said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Let it go," she said.
"By the way, mammi, tell me one thing," I said.
"Hmmmm, ask," she said.
"Did you have a boyfriend before marriage with mamu?" I asked. "I mean, you are so beautiful, so there must have been many boys after you." Rekha kept smiling for a while after hearing me, and then she said, "You don't ask such things."
"Then you don't consider me your friend," I said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Look, you don't hide anything from friends," I said. "And you..." I left the sentence incomplete.
"Hmmmm, leave it, man," she said.
"Hmmmmm," I said.
"There was no one," she said, and at the same time, she laughed.
"Come on, don't tell me," I said.
"Hmmmm, your friend didn't come," she said. "What's her name?"
"Adi," I said.
"Yes, Adi," she said. "Look how happy you are on her name."
"Mammi, you are my friend now," I said.
"I am a mammi friend, and she is a girlfriend," she said.
"Hey, mammi, it's the same thing," I said. "A friend is a friend."
"You even meet her secretly," she said with great secrecy.
"Hey, mammi, you say anything," I said. "When did I meet her?"
"Look, now you're hiding it," she said.
"No, there is nothing like that," I said. A knock that happened during Adi's fucking came to my mind, but Rekha stopped the conversation right there. Rekha ran her hand over her naked arms and said, "I am feeling cold. I will go and change."
She got up and went to the room, and I also went behind her into the room. Rekha grabbed a dress that was hanging on a hanger and went into the washroom. I sat on a chair and started to look around the room. After a while, Rekha came out. My eyes were fixed on her dress. She was wearing tight black leggings and a black half-sleeve shirt that was full fitting. The most sexy thing was a big hole that was right in the middle of her boobs, from where the sides of both boobs were peeping. This hole was right below the border of the shirt's collar. A black-colored bra that was passing under the breasts was also clearly visible. The breasts were joined like two pumpkins kept close to each other. The whole roundness of the side was visible. Rekha, ignoring my gaze, stood in front of the dressing table. What a body that woman had. A big curve was made on her chest from the neck down. Then a thin waist, and then a big curve was made in the back. Below were thighs full of flesh. I kept staring at that atomic bomb. Rekha set her hair in front of the dressing table. Then she held both of her breasts in her hands and shook them to adjust them. My cock started to throb. Then she turned toward me and said, "How am I looking, Amir?"
"An absolute bomb," I said, making an 'OK' sign with my finger and thumb.
"What does this bomb mean?" she asked, smiling.
"It means hot," I said.
"Ohhhhh, don't say that to me," she said. "You are my nephew, keep that in mind."
"Okay, mammi," I said. "But there is no restriction on praising, right?"
"Laughing, "No, there isn't," she said. Then she picked up a black and white sweater and wore it and zipped it up. But she was still looking just as hot. The sweater was also exposing her figure even more instead of hiding it. A sound of a drum started to come from below.
"Hmmmm, shall we go?" Rekha asked.
"Okay," I said. Rekha walked in front of me. As I was going down the stairs, I was looking at her buttocks moving up and down. The hall below was big. I went straight to the room. I wasn't in a very fun mood today. After a whole day of fucking, I was feeling the need for rest. Mammi had made my cock hard, which was now making me restless. I lay down on the bed, but I was not feeling sleepy. The events of the whole day were revolving in my eyes. The tailor, that amazing woman whom I had fucked, her some mannerisms were revolving in my eyes. Now I was thinking of fucking Dani and Rekha. Azra was still quite far from my reach. The date of the wedding was also getting closer. I was lost in these thoughts when Azra entered the room. She looked at me with a worried look and said, "Bhiya, are you feeling okay? You are getting ready to sleep very early today." As soon as I saw Azra, I immediately made an excuse.
"How can I be okay, man?" I said. "I have a headache."
"Ohhh, so that's what it is," she said. "Should I get you a Panadol?"
"No, man," I said. "I will not take a tablet."
"Then I'll massage your head," she said.
"You will get tired, man," I said. "Leave it. It will be okay in a while."
"I will do it, bhiya," she said.
"Okay, if you force me, then do it," I said. Azra came near me, put her butt near my head, and, keeping her feet on the ground, turned toward my head and started to massage it. Her big breasts started to sway right in front of my eyes. She was swaying and massaging my head. And I was examining her breasts with lustful eyes. In a short while, I had succeeded in finding the nipples of her breasts. Looking at the sexy roundness of Azra's breasts, my heart wanted to kiss them.
"Sit up straight on the bed," I said. "Or rather, put my head in your lap." Azra hesitated a little after hearing me, and then, taking off her shoe, she came on the bed. She sat cross-legged and said, "Put your head in my lap now, bhiya." I lifted my head, pressed it against her breasts, and put it in her lap. The breasts packed in a sexy dress were now right in front of me.
"One minute, Azra," I said. I lifted my head, pretending to adjust, and pressed my lips and nose on the lower part of her breasts, and then I adjusted and lay down. Azra started to massage my head with her soft hands.
"Bhiyaaa," Azra said.
"Hmmmm, what is it?" I asked.
"I have been since yesterday..." she said and then became silent.
"What since yesterday?" I asked. "Tell me."
"Nothing," she said. "I am feeling shy."
"If you are feeling shy, then don't tell me," I said. I knew she would definitely talk now. Her nature was like that. Hearing my dry answer, she became silent for a while. I laughed a little and said, "Just say it now. How long will you keep it a secret?" Hearing me, she started to laugh, and her breasts started to dance in front of my eyes. Then she said shyly, "Do you really... buy bras for Samina?"
"Yes," I said. "Don't you believe it?"
"I do now," she said.
"So baba, what's wrong with that?" I said. "If you want, I can get you a 34DD size bra too." Azra's moving hands stopped for a moment. She took a long breath, and I, with great difficulty, stopped myself from grabbing her breasts that were coming out.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Uffffffff, bhiya, you don't have any shame," she said. "Who told you my bra size?"
"Don't I have eyes?" I asked.
"Hmmmm, then?" she asked.
"I can see it," I said.
"Getting up, "Go away, bhiya," she said. "I won't massage you." I grabbed both of her arms and stopped her. Her big breasts were between my face and her face.
"Hey, I was just kidding, man," I said. "I found out when Dani and her people bought it."
"Okay, but don't talk like that now," she said.
"But when did I start?" I asked. "You started it yourself."
"I just asked about Samina," she said.
"Laughing, "And I revealed your secret too," I said. Hearing me, Azra lovingly slapped my face, which I liked a lot.
"Ohhh, so now you will hit guests?" I asked.
"I can even hit you," she said. "I am older than you." She said this with a lot of attitude.
"Hey, being big-chested doesn't make you older than me," I said.
"With artificial anger, "You're talking about that again," she said. "I'm leaving."
"By the way, if you look at it this way, you are the biggest of all of us," I said. Azra had put her hand on my mouth and stopped my sentence in the middle.
"You have a big chest yourself," she said. "It doesn't even come in both of your arms."
"Hey, it does," I said. "Why wouldn't it?"
"It doesn't," she said.
"Let's make a bet," I said.
"Okay," she said. "A thousand each." I said, spreading my hands to the side. "Come on, check it." Without any delay, Azra bent down, and her plump stomach got pressed on my mouth, and her soft breasts touched my chest. Azra put her hand under my waist. I lifted myself a little so that her hands would pass easily. The smell of Azra's ripe body was intoxicating me. When Azra took my waist in her arms, I also took her waist in my arms. There was such a fun in this hug that my heart wanted time to stop, and she would keep lying on top of me like this. Azra's mouth was on my stomach.
"Look, it's not coming in my arms," she said. I tightened my grip on her waist and said, "Try harder." Azra, rubbing her breasts, started to try to join her hands on my waist. Her hands were meeting, but the dramatic girl was not joining them. Hearing my strong grip, she said, "Ufffff, bhiya, are you going to break my ribs?" she said. "Leave me now." I opened my mouth and bit her stomach. Azra, saying "ss," sat up straight. My head was still in her lap. She, rubbing her stomach with her hand, said, "Ufffff, why did you bite my stomach?"
"I did it with love, man," I said.
"You did it with so much force," she said. "Where was the love?"
"Get out the one thousand now," she said.
"One minute," I said. I lifted my face a little and put my forehead on the lower side of her breasts and took out my wallet from my pocket and gave her 1000 rupees.
"Yaaaaaaaaa," Azra screamed with happiness. "You are so honest. Come on, take it back. I don't want it."
"Keep it," I said. "I don't give money to anyone every day." Hearing me, Azra stuffed the money in her bra.
"By the way, this bra is also very useful for girls," I said.
"You've started again," she said. "I am really leaving." She said this, trying to get up. I grabbed her with my soft arms and made her sit again. My cock was fully erected, but because it was in my jeans, the tent was not getting made very much. I don't know if Azra noticed it or not, but I was trying for her to notice it.
"Now don't talk like this," Azra said. "Okay?"
"Okay," I said. "Then tell me, what did you do all day?"
"I don't do any work," she said. "I just stay idle. I am papa's queen."
"You are a real queen, Azra," I said. "A beauty queen."
"Getting happy, "Really?" she asked.
"Yes, really," I said. Suddenly, a noise of claps rose outside.
"I should also go and see what's going on outside," Azra said. "You also come."
"But my head," I said.
"When I'm free, I will massage it again," she said. "Come on." Azra got up and left, and I also came outside behind her. A different scene was outside. A smile came on my face after seeing the scene. Chacha mamu had lifted Rekha mammi on his shoulders and was dancing while holding her. And everyone was clapping loudly on this dance. With mamu's steps, Rekha mammi's breasts were moving up and down like footballs. Seeing them, some women were biting their fingers in their mouths. Asad was also standing there. The atmosphere was so enthusiastic that seeing the situation, my blood got excited, and I jumped and went into the field. Some screams rose, and I started to do bhangra, attracting mamu's attention. Now my shyness was gone. There is only one rule for doing bhangra at a wedding: "Keep jumping and keep moving your arms." That's all. And I was also doing the same thing. Now I could see Rekha mammi's footballs from close by. After doing bhangra for a while, mamu's butt got exhausted, and he, taking long breaths, put Rekha down. I pounced on Rekha like a prey and, holding both of her hands, started to dance. Rekha mammi kept laughing. Again, a noise of screams rose. Seeing my enthusiasm, mammi also started to sway her body. Today, I found out that the real beauty is in a woman. Whatever move she makes, a man finds her lovely. The same was my condition. Rekha mammi was swaying her body, matching her steps with the sound of claps. I was going crazy, seeing the waves being created in her beautiful body. Once, I got so close to mammi that her soft breast touched my chest. Then mammi left my hands and ran to a side. But I still kept doing bhangra. I was sweating in the extreme cold. After a long time, my steps stopped. I did a front and a backflip, and everyone screamed and appreciated me a lot. I came out of the circle and sat down, and Azra came near me.
"Waaaaaaaaooooo," Azra said. "Bhiya, you did an amazing job. It was a lot of fun."
"Yes," I said. "And you will give me the same fun by massaging my head now."
"Not understanding, "Okay, okay, bhiya," she said. I looked around. Adi was looking at me with shiny eyes. I looked at her for a while and then looked at her friend sitting next to her. She was also a very pretty girl. The wolf hidden inside me stretched. I looked into her eyes, and she also kept staring at me. Then I looked at Adi. She was now looking at me. I looked around to find Dani, and she was sitting among the women. It was difficult to flirt with her there. I stood there and started to chat with Asad. After a long time, the gathering was dispersed, and everyone started to go outside slowly. I also quickly left Asad and went outside. The women were going outside slowly. I crossed the main gate and stood on the road outside. After a while, Adi also came out. Her friend was also with her. When Adi saw me, her steps slowed down. Other women came out from inside, so she walked away without saying anything. I was about to turn, seeing Adi and her people go, when both of them turned and came back and went straight into the house. In a few moments, they came out again. Now they came straight toward me. I held her arm and took her to the side. Her friend stopped a little far from us.
"Where are you busy these days?" Adi asked. "You don't even give me a lift."
"You should be visible first, and then I will give you a lift," I said.
"I come every day," she said.
"Man, you know how difficult it is to meet inside," I said. "Let's make a plan to go out." I said this, pressing her breasts.
"Hmmmm, I will think of something," she said. Just then, a sound of the gate closing came.
"Ohhh, someone is probably closing the door," I said. "Okay, I will leave. We will talk on the phone tomorrow." I said goodbye to Adi and came to the gate. The gate was closed. I knocked, and Asad's voice came from inside.
"Who is it?" Asad asked.
"Hey, it's me, man," I said. "Open the door." Asad, hearing my voice, opened the door and said, "Hey, where did you go?"
"Nowhere, man," I said. "I just came out to get some fresh air, and you closed the door."
"Laughing, "Boss, is it a matter of some chick?" Asad asked.
"Man, these are your things, Asad," I said.
"You are so innocent," he said. "Come on, go to sleep now. I am also feeling sleepy." Then I went to my room. Azra and Samina were lying on the bed. When I came into the room, Azra said, "The tea is on the table in front. Take it." I took the tea and sat on the bed to drink it.
"Man, Samina, who does your shopping?" Azra asked.
"What do you mean?" Samina asked. "I do it myself." I was shocked to hear her.
"Doesn't Amir bhiya do it?" Azra asked.
"Bhiya does it too," Samina said.
"Hmmmm, okay," Azra said.
"Why are you asking?" Samina asked.
"Just like that," Azra said.
"She is asking this so that now I will do shopping for her too," I said.
"Yes, yes, you should," Samina said. "She is your younger sister."
"Changing the topic, "Hurry up," Azra said. "Then we will do dance practice."
"I don't want to do it today," I said. "I am very sleepy."
"Do it, bhiya," Azra said.
"No, man," I said. "I am not feeling well today."
"Laughing, "You were doing such big jumps outside," she said. "You were fine then."
"Come on, I won't do it now," I said.
"I am just kidding," she said. "Don't get upset. Okay, I am also tired today." I got up and turned off the light and said, "I am going to change clothes. Keep your eyes closed."
"Laughing, "What is there to see that we should close our eyes?" Azra said. I walked toward the hanger, which was near the door. Here, some light was coming into the room from under the door. And I felt that from this place, Azra would definitely be able to see my body. I took off my shirt and upper. I could see my body clearly. I don't know why I felt that Azra would definitely be watching me. I also took off my jeans. Now I was standing completely naked. My cock slowly started to get hard. I held my cock and stood in such a way that they would be able to see my cock clearly. If I could see the outline of the bed in the dark, then I was still in the light, so my body must be visible to them. Suddenly, Azra's voice was heard.
"Bhiya, should we open our eyes?" Azra asked.
"It's up to you," I said. Now I was completely sure that she must be watching me. I ran my hand over my cock and then stretched my arms up. And then I took down the trousers from the hanger and started to wear them. I pulled my trousers up and left my cock outside the trousers. Then I wore the shirt and walked toward the bed.
"Now you can open your eyes," I said.
"We didn't even close them," she said in a mischievous way.
"Seriously?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"So what?" I asked. "What can you see in the dark?"
"Mischievously, "I could see everything," she said.
"Ohhh, my god," I said. "You are lying."
"Don't believe me," she said.
"If you have seen it, then what?" I asked. "Now go to sleep and let me sleep too."
"Okay, bye," Azra said. I also said bye and went into the blanket. I set the alarm and went to sleep. In the morning, when I woke up, the alarm was ringing. I turned off the alarm, and suddenly, an idea came into my mind. Why not see if Rekha calls me to wake me up or not? Two or four minutes passed like this. I was about to get up in disappointment when the mobile bell rang. It was Rekha's call. Seeing the call, my heart started to jump like a butterfly. I made the call busy and quickly got up and came out. Rekha was not visible anywhere outside. I went to the washroom and washed my face and hands. When I came out of the washroom, Rekha was seen coming down the stairs. The bulb of the courtyard was on. When Rekha came down the stairs, my body also started to burn. I don't know how she used to wear such hot clothes. A blue tight trouser was clinging to her body, and below was a blue jogger. A thin waist on top of her wide thighs and on top of that were sexy breasts that were covered in a blue-colored upper. The fabric of the upper was so fine that the roundness of the breasts was clearly felt. I was looking at her nonstop. She came to me and said, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, mammi," I said. Suddenly, she remembered something and said, "Wait a minute, I will be right back." She turned quickly, and I was left looking at her from behind. She was wearing a strange trouser today. The trousers had completely separated both her mounds. From the middle, it was fully stuck into the mounds. A fold was disappearing between the mounds on every two inches over the hips, due to which the trouser was stretched in the mounds. It looked as if she was naked. The perfume she had put on was driving me crazy as she went. I went behind her and stood in front of the stairs. And I started to examine her butt's separate spare parts. She quickly climbed the stairs and went up. I did not forget to watch the circus of her breasts. When she came back, there was a basketball in her hand. She came down the stairs quickly, holding the ball under her armpit.
"What is this for?" I asked.
"Warm-up and some refreshment," she said.
"Okay," I said. We both came out and started to run slowly. Today, a lot of fog was spread around. Rekha was moving forward, hitting the ball on the ground.
"By the way, mammi, if you were not my mammi, I would have married you," I said.
"Don't hit on me," she said.
"When did I hit on you?" I asked. "I really mean it. You are so cute that my heart wants my wife to be like you."
"Achaaaaaaa," she said.
"Yes," I said.
"Come on, I will find you one in Italy," she said.
"Don't you have any sister?" I asked.
"I do, but she is also married," she said.
"Then there is no chance," I said.
"There are girls in Pakistan, one better than the other," she said.
"Yes," I said. "But they are not as modern as you."
"You won't find anyone like me," she said. We had come quite far from the village. This was the same place where we used to exercise. We stopped there. A silence was spread everywhere.
"Give me the ball," I said.
"Snatch it," she said.
"Ohhh, so that's what it is," I said. Rekha smiled and nodded her head. She was standing there, holding the ball in both of her hands in front of her chest. I pounced on Rekha to grab the ball, and Rekha quickly moved the ball to her waist, passing it from under her armpit. The speed of my hands was so fast that I couldn't stop them even if I wanted to. And my hands went straight to her big, tight breasts. Holding and pressing her breasts, I stopped myself from falling on top of her. Rekha was not wearing a bra underneath, but a bra-shaped cloth was definitely on her breasts, which had covered her whole breasts. Maybe it was some exercise dress. Rekha got flustered when I pressed her breasts and said, "Aaaah, aah, aaah." Then she gave a light pat on my head and said, "I told you to grab the ball, not to press my boobies, you idiot. You call yourself a bodybuilder, but you couldn't even grab the ball."
"Ohhh, sorry, Rekha mammi, sorry," I said, leaving her breasts.
"Now be careful," she said. "Otherwise, I also slap."
"Sorry, it won't happen now," I said.
"It's okay," she said. Then she stepped back and, bending down, started to hit the ball on the ground. The ball would hit the ground and then her hand. Rekha's breasts started to become more visible because of bending down. The zip of the upper, which was standing on the breasts, opened when the breasts were under pressure due to bending down. Rekha was not wearing any clothes underneath except for that bra-like cloth, which was also blue in color. With the zip going down, Rekha's breasts became as good as naked. Maybe this was a normal thing for Rekha, but my cock got hard.
"Where do you find all the clothes like this?" I asked. Rekha, hearing me, said, "Idiot, don't stare at my boobs." But how could I not stare? Both of her breasts were about to come out of the bra-like top. My cock was standing hard below. Rekha zipped it up, and her breasts were hidden in the upper.
"Man, I feel awkward when you stare like that," she said. "Come on, let's play now."
"Okay, let's go," I said. Rekha again started to move here and there, hitting the ball on the ground. I started to try to snatch the ball from her. But Rekha was an expert in this game. She was not letting the ball come into my hands. Once, as she turned with the ball, I, even though I didn't want to, collided with her. My cock went straight into her open mounds. As soon as my cock went into her cotton-like soft mounds, I started to drown in an ocean of intoxication. But this state did not last long. Rekha moved away. She ignored this hug and continued the game. I again started to try to snatch the ball from her. And finally, the ball came into my hand. Now I started to move here and there with the ball. Rekha soon snatched the ball again. Her laughter and her talks would go straight to my heart. Once, as she turned with the ball, my hand again went under her armpit and on her breast, and my cock went straight into her butt. This time, I held her by the breast and put my whole body against her waist. Uffffffff, what a fun it was to put my cock in her butt and press her breasts. This time, too, Rekha ignored it. After a while, she stopped.
"Perfect," I said. "You play so well. It was a lot of fun. You are a real expert." Hearing so much praise, a slight smile came on mammi's face. She put the ball down, spread her hands in front of her chest, and, taking her butt out, started to do squats. I slowly went behind her, jumping in a warm-up style. When she would bend down to do squats, her mounds would open, and two balloons would hang from side to side. The curve that was made between her waist and hips was driving me crazy. My heart wanted to put my cock in mammi's butt right now and take out all the water while standing.
"Mammi, should I check what kind of effect these squats are having on your buttocks?" I asked.
"What are you, my instructor, that you will check?" she asked.
"Hey, mammi, I at least understand this field well," I said.
"Yes, yes, I know, I know," she said. "Okay, do the check." Hearing mammi, my heart started to jump like a butterfly. I quickly put my hands on mammi's spread buttocks. Ufff, mammi's butt was very soft and smooth. Along with the softness, there was a special kind of tension and hardness in her butt, which was proof of her exercise. I started to run my hand on her buttocks. I was having a lot of fun in the soft, smooth trousers. I, running my hands on the sides of her buttocks, took them to the middle. They had an amazing roundness. My heart wanted to put my cock on her butt, but I was afraid that mammi might say something. I held her mounds in my hands, opened the sides, and, putting my cock between the mounds, I let go of the mounds. The mounds joined each other, and my cock got stuck between those soft mounds. My whole body felt numb.
"Okay, is the check done?" she asked. Saying this, she moved a little forward, and my cock came out of her mounds. I was happy in my heart that mammi didn't scold me for this. Otherwise, with her blunt mouth, she would have said right away, "Move your cock back."
"Your buttocks are very strong, Rekha ji," I said.
"Waooo," she said. "You didn't say mammi now."
"It's my wish," I said.
"There's nothing special here," she said. "But when I come from the gym there, my buttocks become very hard."
"They are quite hard even now," I said. "It's fun to run a hand over them." The words came out of my mouth without my will.
"Ufffffffff," she said. "I don't know when you will get out of this fun."
"I don't know," I said. "Now you will take me out." I said this, again running my hand over her butt.
"That's enough now, you horny boy," Rekha said.
"Hey, mammi, why would I be horny on you?" I asked. "You are my mammi."
"Yes," she said. "Just consider me your mammi. Show me by putting your hand on another mammi's buttocks, then I will ask you."
"Hey, mammi," I said. "What comparison is there between her and you? Do the ground and the sky also compete? You are just you."
"You are very clever," she said.
"Hey, mammi, in front of you, all my cleverness becomes useless," I said.
"Hmmmmmmm, I know," she said. "Okay, tell me how you do that somersault."
"That's very difficult, mammi," I said.
"Teach me too," she said.
"For that, you will have to do some exercises for flexibility," I said.
"Hmmmm, then I will do it," she said. "I just want to learn. You will teach me, right?"
"Mammi, you are asking with so much love," I said. "If you ask for my life, I will give it to you."
"I don't want your life," she said. "Just teach me."
"Okay, then stand here," I said.
"Hmmmmm," she said. I went behind Rekha. I put my body with her from behind and put my hands on her hips above her waist. The head of my cock started to hit between her mounds. I held her waist tightly and pushed my cock into her mounds. Uffffffffff, what a fun it was to press my cock into her buttocks. Rekha started to move forward, so I stopped her.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Ufffffffff, what an odd pose this is," she said.
"So what?" I asked. "Is it so easy to do a somersault?"
"Laughing, "I don't know if it's easy," she said. "But I think you will take the full price for teaching me." I understood that she was referring to pressing my cock in her butt.
"When did I say I will take the price?" I asked.
"You are not saying it, but you are doing it," she said.
"I don't understand," I said. Rekha....
Rekha waved her hand. "Forget it, just tell me what to do next," she said.
"Bend forward," I instructed.
"What?" she asked in surprise.
"Should I say it in Italian?" I asked. "Bend down." Slowly, Rekha began to bend forward, and her mounds started to separate. My cock was pressed into the depths of her butt. Rekha bent completely and put her hands on her feet. She had so much flexibility. With her bending like this, her pussy was now touching my balls. I lowered my hands, put them on her thighs, and said, "Put your hands on the ground now. I'm going to lift your legs."
"Okay," she said. "Gently."
"I will lift them gently," I said. Rekha put her hands on the ground, and I lifted her legs. Her thighs went backward, hitting the sides of my hips and thighs. My cock went straight to her pussy. For a moment, I felt as if I was fucking Rekha. My cock was pressed into her soft cushions. It was a great feeling to have her full thighs closed on me. I pressed my cock in her pussy for a few moments and then lifted her legs up completely. She was standing on her hands in front of me. I was holding her by her ankles. Then I let go of one of her legs and stood by her armpit side.
"I will let go of your legs now and give you a little push," I said. "You have to try to put your legs forward."
"Okay," she said.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"3, 2, 1," I said. My one hand was on her waist and the other on her leg. As I said "3," I let go of her legs and, putting my hand near her pussy, pushed her. Rekha's legs went forward to the ground. Her waist lifted up. Rekha did a somersault and stood up. When Rekha stood up, her face was red with happiness. She screamed with joy and said, "Yes, I did it! Thanks, Amir, I did it. You rock, my cute boy."
With that, she clung to me. She had hugged me. I waited for one minute and then took her in my arms. Rekha quickly separated from me and said, "Don't misunderstand this hug. In Europe, even brothers and sisters hug each other with love like this."
"Okay, ji," I said. But my cock had already touched her warm pussy in these few moments, and now it was demanding to fuck her pussy.
"Come on, try again," I said.
"Okay, come on," she said. Now she came in front of me herself. I again got my cock stuck in her soft butt. Then I lifted her legs and made her do a somersault. Rekha kept practicing this for a whole hour. I felt as if my fountain was about to come out. My only fear was that if my fountain came out, I would feel ashamed in front of her. Then she said herself, "Ufffff, that's enough for today. The day has started. We will do the rest tomorrow. Let's go home now. If your mamu sees this dress, he will get mad and ask why I wore it outside."
"Okay, let's go," I said. We were talking and sticking to each other. With today's exercise, the distance between us had also reduced a lot. All the way, she was laughing and talking. She looked very happy, and I was happier than her. We reached home. Then she said bye and went to the terrace, and I came to my room. Mamu and mammi were awake in the house. I also saw Dani going toward the washroom. I lay down on the bed. I was getting Rekha's scent from me. Lost in that scent, I don't know when I fell asleep. Then Azra woke me up. Azra, leaning on me, said, "Get up, bhai, it's 10 o'clock." I, rubbing my eyes, sat up.
"It's 10 o'clock," I said. "So you must have to go to the tailor, and that's why you woke me up."
"Oh, really..." Azra said. "I was going to make you breakfast, and for your information, the tailor will not be at home today, so we can't go there today."
"Ohhhhh, okay," I said in a weak tone. Azra, after waking me up, went away. I quickly freshened up and had breakfast. I had not seen Dani yet. After having breakfast, I myself picked up the dishes and started to walk toward the kitchen, so Azra said, "Bhiya, why are you bothering? I will take them."
"Leave it," I said. "This is my home too."
"Laughing, "Wow, wow," she said. "You've changed."
"Yes," I said. I took the dishes and went to the kitchen. As expected, Dani was standing there, making tea. There was no one else in the kitchen. I took the opportunity and, holding the dishes in one hand, hugged her from behind. Dani jumped at my action, and the dishes fell from my hand.
"Ufffffg, you scared me in the morning," Dani said.
"What scared you?" I asked. "You scared me. You dropped all the dishes."
"I will pick them up," she said. "You go."
"I didn't come to go," I said.
"Man, you are getting too hot these days," she said.
"Then you should take out my heat," I said.
"Why would I take it out?" she asked. "And with the way you are acting, I am afraid you will get me caught too."
"What have I done yet that we will get caught?" I asked.
"You got me embarrassed in front of the tailor yesterday," she said.
"To hell with the tailor," I said. "She is a total slut herself."
"Whatever she is," Dani said. "My image got ruined in front of her, right?"
"Nothing happens to your image," I said. "Give me one kiss."
"Swinging her hips, "No, you go," she said.
"I won't go without a kiss, my love," I said.
"Man, Amir, what do you want?" she asked.
"You," I said. "I want you."
"You didn't marry me, and now you want me," she said.
"Will you always taunt me with this?" I asked. "You are looking so beautiful today. Don't take my life."
"Laughing, "Your life can't be taken, you horny guy," she said. I looked at her breasts and put my hand on one of them and said, "Your breasts are very good, Dani."
"Leave it, B," she said. She just said it with her mouth; she didn't try to remove my hand. I, looking toward the door, pressed her breast and kissed her under the chin.
"Uffffffff, go away now," Dani said.
"One here," I said, running my finger on her lip. Dani remained silent. This signal was enough for me. I ran my hand on her cheek, put my fingers in her hair, and then put my lips on her lips. I kissed Dani's lips.
"There is alcohol in your lips," I said.
"Swaying her hips, "Really?" she asked.
"Hmmmm," I said. "Which bra are you wearing today?"
"The same one from yesterday," she said.
"You didn't show me," I said.
"You saw it yesterday," she said.
"I didn't see it properly there," I said.
"I can't show you here," she said. "Everyone is at home."
"Show me, please," I said. "I really want to see it."
"I will show you when I get time," she said.
"I want to see it now, please," I said.
"No, don't be like that," she said.
"Please, Dani, my love," I said.
"Okay, I will show you," she said.
"Yes, then show me," I said. Dani first went out to see if anyone was coming. I came out of the kitchen. Everyone was in the courtyard.
"No one is here," I said. "Everyone is in the courtyard."
"Okay," she said. "I will show you on one condition."
"What's the condition?" I asked.
"You won't touch me," she said.
"I won't," I said. "But I have a condition too."
"What's that?" she asked.
"You will take off the whole shirt and show me," I said.
"No, man," she said. "It's difficult here."
"Then let's go inside the room," I said.
"Mmmmm, let's go," she said. We both came out of the kitchen and went to the room where Dani had changed her clothes. "Dani, you go and stand at the door. I will stand here and take it off. And yes, don't come inside. Stay at the door."
"Okay," I said. I went and stood at the door. My cock was getting hard just from the desire to see Dani's breasts naked.
"Come on, take it off now," I said. Dani looked at me with shy eyes and then held the edge of her shirt.
I was shaken as Rekha lowered the cloth. My cock was still pressed into her butt. A sudden idea came to me. I let go of her, stepped back quickly, and turned my back to her. I walked toward the washroom.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Nothing," I said. "I'll be right back after using the washroom." My cock was swinging from side to side.
I went straight into the washroom, put my cock back in my pants, and zipped them up. I sighed with relief. It was one thing to have fun mindlessly, but if Rekha had seen my naked cock, she probably wouldn't have ignored it. So I got nervous the moment she removed the cloth. After a while, I came out of the washroom. Rekha was now sitting on a chair.
"It's amazing how you suddenly had to pee," she said, seeing me.
"Not suddenly," I said. "I had to go before, but I was helping you with the game, so I stayed quiet."
"Waaaa, hero, you are a very useful person, then," she said.
"Yes, Rekha mammi," I said. "I am a very useful person. You should take more and more work from me."
"What more work could I take from you?" she asked.
"Anything you want," I said. "Consider me your servant."
"You talk a lot, stupid," she said, laughing. "Didn't you get bored there with Dani and the others?"
"Very, very bored, mammi," I said. "But what could I do? I was helpless."
"Hmmmmm, that's good," she said. "So is there a plan for jogging in the morning, or is it over?"
"No, mammi ji, there is a plan every day," I said. "But this cursed eye just doesn't open."
"Hmmmm, then you should set an alarm," she said.
"Mmmm, I will set it today," I said. "By the way, can't you wake me up in the morning? Out of fear of you, I would leave the bed immediately."
"No, man, I don't have that much time," she said. "And besides, I don't like knocking on doors early in the morning."
"Hey, can't you do even this much for a friend?" I asked.
"Man, it's difficult," she said. "But I can call you."
"Yes, that's fine too," I said. She took the mobile in her hand. "Give me your number then." I gave her my number, and mammi gave a missed call on my number. I immediately saved the number.
"You do this bhangra a lot," she said. "Do you like dancing and singing?"
"No, mammi, I don't like it," I said. "But Asad has been very close to me, and besides, there is Azra, my cute sister. I can't say no to her."
"Hmmmm, so sweet," she said.
"By the way, you should also show us your dancing one day," I said.
"Laughing, "Where do I know how to dance?" she said.
"Why, didn't you learn anything in Italy?" I asked.
"There's a lot more than dancing there," she said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Let it go," she said.
"By the way, mammi, tell me one thing," I said.
"Hmmmm, ask," she said.
"Did you have a boyfriend before marriage with mamu?" I asked. "I mean, you are so beautiful, so there must have been many boys after you." Rekha kept smiling for a while after hearing me, and then she said, "You don't ask such things."
"Then you don't consider me your friend," I said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Look, you don't hide anything from friends," I said. "And you..." I left the sentence incomplete.
"Hmmmm, leave it, man," she said.
"Hmmmmm," I said.
"There was no one," she said, and at the same time, she laughed.
"Come on, don't tell me," I said.
"Hmmmm, your friend didn't come," she said. "What's her name?"
"Adi," I said.
"Yes, Adi," she said. "Look how happy you are on her name."
"Mammi, you are my friend now," I said.
"I am a mammi friend, and she is a girlfriend," she said.
"Hey, mammi, it's the same thing," I said. "A friend is a friend."
"You even meet her secretly," she said with great secrecy.
"Hey, mammi, you say anything," I said. "When did I meet her?"
"Look, now you're hiding it," she said.
"No, there is nothing like that," I said. A knock that happened during Adi's fucking came to my mind, but Rekha stopped the conversation right there. Rekha ran her hand over her naked arms and said, "I am feeling cold. I will go and change."
She got up and went to the room, and I also went behind her into the room. Rekha grabbed a dress that was hanging on a hanger and went into the washroom. I sat on a chair and started to look around the room. After a while, Rekha came out. My eyes were fixed on her dress. She was wearing tight black leggings and a black half-sleeve shirt that was full fitting. The most sexy thing was a big hole that was right in the middle of her boobs, from where the sides of both boobs were peeping. This hole was right below the border of the shirt's collar. A black-colored bra that was passing under the breasts was also clearly visible. The breasts were joined like two pumpkins kept close to each other. The whole roundness of the side was visible. Rekha, ignoring my gaze, stood in front of the dressing table. What a body that woman had. A big curve was made on her chest from the neck down. Then a thin waist, and then a big curve was made in the back. Below were thighs full of flesh. I kept staring at that atomic bomb. Rekha set her hair in front of the dressing table. Then she held both of her breasts in her hands and shook them to adjust them. My cock started to throb. Then she turned toward me and said, "How am I looking, Amir?"
"An absolute bomb," I said, making an 'OK' sign with my finger and thumb.
"What does this bomb mean?" she asked, smiling.
"It means hot," I said.
"Ohhhhh, don't say that to me," she said. "You are my nephew, keep that in mind."
"Okay, mammi," I said. "But there is no restriction on praising, right?"
"Laughing, "No, there isn't," she said. Then she picked up a black and white sweater and wore it and zipped it up. But she was still looking just as hot. The sweater was also exposing her figure even more instead of hiding it. A sound of a drum started to come from below.
"Hmmmm, shall we go?" Rekha asked.
"Okay," I said. Rekha walked in front of me. As I was going down the stairs, I was looking at her buttocks moving up and down. The hall below was big. I went straight to the room. I wasn't in a very fun mood today. After a whole day of fucking, I was feeling the need for rest. Mammi had made my cock hard, which was now making me restless. I lay down on the bed, but I was not feeling sleepy. The events of the whole day were revolving in my eyes. The tailor, that amazing woman whom I had fucked, her some mannerisms were revolving in my eyes. Now I was thinking of fucking Dani and Rekha. Azra was still quite far from my reach. The date of the wedding was also getting closer. I was lost in these thoughts when Azra entered the room. She looked at me with a worried look and said, "Bhiya, are you feeling okay? You are getting ready to sleep very early today." As soon as I saw Azra, I immediately made an excuse.
"How can I be okay, man?" I said. "I have a headache."
"Ohhh, so that's what it is," she said. "Should I get you a Panadol?"
"No, man," I said. "I will not take a tablet."
"Then I'll massage your head," she said.
"You will get tired, man," I said. "Leave it. It will be okay in a while."
"I will do it, bhiya," she said.
"Okay, if you force me, then do it," I said. Azra came near me, put her butt near my head, and, keeping her feet on the ground, turned toward my head and started to massage it. Her big breasts started to sway right in front of my eyes. She was swaying and massaging my head. And I was examining her breasts with lustful eyes. In a short while, I had succeeded in finding the nipples of her breasts. Looking at the sexy roundness of Azra's breasts, my heart wanted to kiss them.
"Sit up straight on the bed," I said. "Or rather, put my head in your lap." Azra hesitated a little after hearing me, and then, taking off her shoe, she came on the bed. She sat cross-legged and said, "Put your head in my lap now, bhiya." I lifted my head, pressed it against her breasts, and put it in her lap. The breasts packed in a sexy dress were now right in front of me.
"One minute, Azra," I said. I lifted my head, pretending to adjust, and pressed my lips and nose on the lower part of her breasts, and then I adjusted and lay down. Azra started to massage my head with her soft hands.
"Bhiyaaa," Azra said.
"Hmmmm, what is it?" I asked.
"I have been since yesterday..." she said and then became silent.
"What since yesterday?" I asked. "Tell me."
"Nothing," she said. "I am feeling shy."
"If you are feeling shy, then don't tell me," I said. I knew she would definitely talk now. Her nature was like that. Hearing my dry answer, she became silent for a while. I laughed a little and said, "Just say it now. How long will you keep it a secret?" Hearing me, she started to laugh, and her breasts started to dance in front of my eyes. Then she said shyly, "Do you really... buy bras for Samina?"
"Yes," I said. "Don't you believe it?"
"I do now," she said.
"So baba, what's wrong with that?" I said. "If you want, I can get you a 34DD size bra too." Azra's moving hands stopped for a moment. She took a long breath, and I, with great difficulty, stopped myself from grabbing her breasts that were coming out.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Uffffffff, bhiya, you don't have any shame," she said. "Who told you my bra size?"
"Don't I have eyes?" I asked.
"Hmmmm, then?" she asked.
"I can see it," I said.
"Getting up, "Go away, bhiya," she said. "I won't massage you." I grabbed both of her arms and stopped her. Her big breasts were between my face and her face.
"Hey, I was just kidding, man," I said. "I found out when Dani and her people bought it."
"Okay, but don't talk like that now," she said.
"But when did I start?" I asked. "You started it yourself."
"I just asked about Samina," she said.
"Laughing, "And I revealed your secret too," I said. Hearing me, Azra lovingly slapped my face, which I liked a lot.
"Ohhh, so now you will hit guests?" I asked.
"I can even hit you," she said. "I am older than you." She said this with a lot of attitude.
"Hey, being big-chested doesn't make you older than me," I said.
"With artificial anger, "You're talking about that again," she said. "I'm leaving."
"By the way, if you look at it this way, you are the biggest of all of us," I said. Azra had put her hand on my mouth and stopped my sentence in the middle.
"You have a big chest yourself," she said. "It doesn't even come in both of your arms."
"Hey, it does," I said. "Why wouldn't it?"
"It doesn't," she said.
"Let's make a bet," I said.
"Okay," she said. "A thousand each." I said, spreading my hands to the side. "Come on, check it." Without any delay, Azra bent down, and her plump stomach got pressed on my mouth, and her soft breasts touched my chest. Azra put her hand under my waist. I lifted myself a little so that her hands would pass easily. The smell of Azra's ripe body was intoxicating me. When Azra took my waist in her arms, I also took her waist in my arms. There was such a fun in this hug that my heart wanted time to stop, and she would keep lying on top of me like this. Azra's mouth was on my stomach.
"Look, it's not coming in my arms," she said. I tightened my grip on her waist and said, "Try harder." Azra, rubbing her breasts, started to try to join her hands on my waist. Her hands were meeting, but the dramatic girl was not joining them. Hearing my strong grip, she said, "Ufffff, bhiya, are you going to break my ribs?" she said. "Leave me now." I opened my mouth and bit her stomach. Azra, saying "ss," sat up straight. My head was still in her lap. She, rubbing her stomach with her hand, said, "Ufffff, why did you bite my stomach?"
"I did it with love, man," I said.
"You did it with so much force," she said. "Where was the love?"
"Get out the one thousand now," she said.
"One minute," I said. I lifted my face a little and put my forehead on the lower side of her breasts and took out my wallet from my pocket and gave her 1000 rupees.
"Yaaaaaaaaa," Azra screamed with happiness. "You are so honest. Come on, take it back. I don't want it."
"Keep it," I said. "I don't give money to anyone every day." Hearing me, Azra stuffed the money in her bra.
"By the way, this bra is also very useful for girls," I said.
"You've started again," she said. "I am really leaving." She said this, trying to get up. I grabbed her with my soft arms and made her sit again. My cock was fully erected, but because it was in my jeans, the tent was not getting made very much. I don't know if Azra noticed it or not, but I was trying for her to notice it.
"Now don't talk like this," Azra said. "Okay?"
"Okay," I said. "Then tell me, what did you do all day?"
"I don't do any work," she said. "I just stay idle. I am papa's queen."
"You are a real queen, Azra," I said. "A beauty queen."
"Getting happy, "Really?" she asked.
"Yes, really," I said. Suddenly, a noise of claps rose outside.
"I should also go and see what's going on outside," Azra said. "You also come."
"But my head," I said.
"When I'm free, I will massage it again," she said. "Come on." Azra got up and left, and I also came outside behind her. A different scene was outside. A smile came on my face after seeing the scene. Chacha mamu had lifted Rekha mammi on his shoulders and was dancing while holding her. And everyone was clapping loudly on this dance. With mamu's steps, Rekha mammi's breasts were moving up and down like footballs. Seeing them, some women were biting their fingers in their mouths. Asad was also standing there. The atmosphere was so enthusiastic that seeing the situation, my blood got excited, and I jumped and went into the field. Some screams rose, and I started to do bhangra, attracting mamu's attention. Now my shyness was gone. There is only one rule for doing bhangra at a wedding: "Keep jumping and keep moving your arms." That's all. And I was also doing the same thing. Now I could see Rekha mammi's footballs from close by. After doing bhangra for a while, mamu's butt got exhausted, and he, taking long breaths, put Rekha down. I pounced on Rekha like a prey and, holding both of her hands, started to dance. Rekha mammi kept laughing. Again, a noise of screams rose. Seeing my enthusiasm, mammi also started to sway her body. Today, I found out that the real beauty is in a woman. Whatever move she makes, a man finds her lovely. The same was my condition. Rekha mammi was swaying her body, matching her steps with the sound of claps. I was going crazy, seeing the waves being created in her beautiful body. Once, I got so close to mammi that her soft breast touched my chest. Then mammi left my hands and ran to a side. But I still kept doing bhangra. I was sweating in the extreme cold. After a long time, my steps stopped. I did a front and a backflip, and everyone screamed and appreciated me a lot. I came out of the circle and sat down, and Azra came near me.
"Waaaaaaaaooooo," Azra said. "Bhiya, you did an amazing job. It was a lot of fun."
"Yes," I said. "And you will give me the same fun by massaging my head now."
"Not understanding, "Okay, okay, bhiya," she said. I looked around. Adi was looking at me with shiny eyes. I looked at her for a while and then looked at her friend sitting next to her. She was also a very pretty girl. The wolf hidden inside me stretched. I looked into her eyes, and she also kept staring at me. Then I looked at Adi. She was now looking at me. I looked around to find Dani, and she was sitting among the women. It was difficult to flirt with her there. I stood there and started to chat with Asad. After a long time, the gathering was dispersed, and everyone started to go outside slowly. I also quickly left Asad and went outside. The women were going outside slowly. I crossed the main gate and stood on the road outside. After a while, Adi also came out. Her friend was also with her. When Adi saw me, her steps slowed down. Other women came out from inside, so she walked away without saying anything. I was about to turn, seeing Adi and her people go, when both of them turned and came back and went straight into the house. In a few moments, they came out again. Now they came straight toward me. I held her arm and took her to the side. Her friend stopped a little far from us.
"Where are you busy these days?" Adi asked. "You don't even give me a lift."
"You should be visible first, and then I will give you a lift," I said.
"I come every day," she said.
"Man, you know how difficult it is to meet inside," I said. "Let's make a plan to go out." I said this, pressing her breasts.
"Hmmmm, I will think of something," she said. Just then, a sound of the gate closing came.
"Ohhh, someone is probably closing the door," I said. "Okay, I will leave. We will talk on the phone tomorrow." I said goodbye to Adi and came to the gate. The gate was closed. I knocked, and Asad's voice came from inside.
"Who is it?" Asad asked.
"Hey, it's me, man," I said. "Open the door." Asad, hearing my voice, opened the door and said, "Hey, where did you go?"
"Nowhere, man," I said. "I just came out to get some fresh air, and you closed the door."
"Laughing, "Boss, is it a matter of some chick?" Asad asked.
"Man, these are your things, Asad," I said.
"You are so innocent," he said. "Come on, go to sleep now. I am also feeling sleepy." Then I went to my room. Azra and Samina were lying on the bed. When I came into the room, Azra said, "The tea is on the table in front. Take it." I took the tea and sat on the bed to drink it.
"Man, Samina, who does your shopping?" Azra asked.
"What do you mean?" Samina asked. "I do it myself." I was shocked to hear her.
"Doesn't Amir bhiya do it?" Azra asked.
"Bhiya does it too," Samina said.
"Hmmmm, okay," Azra said.
"Why are you asking?" Samina asked.
"Just like that," Azra said.
"She is asking this so that now I will do shopping for her too," I said.
"Yes, yes, you should," Samina said. "She is your younger sister."
"Changing the topic, "Hurry up," Azra said. "Then we will do dance practice."
"I don't want to do it today," I said. "I am very sleepy."
"Do it, bhiya," Azra said.
"No, man," I said. "I am not feeling well today."
"Laughing, "You were doing such big jumps outside," she said. "You were fine then."
"Come on, I won't do it now," I said.
"I am just kidding," she said. "Don't get upset. Okay, I am also tired today." I got up and turned off the light and said, "I am going to change clothes. Keep your eyes closed."
"Laughing, "What is there to see that we should close our eyes?" Azra said. I walked toward the hanger, which was near the door. Here, some light was coming into the room from under the door. And I felt that from this place, Azra would definitely be able to see my body. I took off my shirt and upper. I could see my body clearly. I don't know why I felt that Azra would definitely be watching me. I also took off my jeans. Now I was standing completely naked. My cock slowly started to get hard. I held my cock and stood in such a way that they would be able to see my cock clearly. If I could see the outline of the bed in the dark, then I was still in the light, so my body must be visible to them. Suddenly, Azra's voice was heard.
"Bhiya, should we open our eyes?" Azra asked.
"It's up to you," I said. Now I was completely sure that she must be watching me. I ran my hand over my cock and then stretched my arms up. And then I took down the trousers from the hanger and started to wear them. I pulled my trousers up and left my cock outside the trousers. Then I wore the shirt and walked toward the bed.
"Now you can open your eyes," I said.
"We didn't even close them," she said in a mischievous way.
"Seriously?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"So what?" I asked. "What can you see in the dark?"
"Mischievously, "I could see everything," she said.
"Ohhh, my god," I said. "You are lying."
"Don't believe me," she said.
"If you have seen it, then what?" I asked. "Now go to sleep and let me sleep too."
"Okay, bye," Azra said. I also said bye and went into the blanket. I set the alarm and went to sleep. In the morning, when I woke up, the alarm was ringing. I turned off the alarm, and suddenly, an idea came into my mind. Why not see if Rekha calls me to wake me up or not? Two or four minutes passed like this. I was about to get up in disappointment when the mobile bell rang. It was Rekha's call. Seeing the call, my heart started to jump like a butterfly. I made the call busy and quickly got up and came out. Rekha was not visible anywhere outside. I went to the washroom and washed my face and hands. When I came out of the washroom, Rekha was seen coming down the stairs. The bulb of the courtyard was on. When Rekha came down the stairs, my body also started to burn. I don't know how she used to wear such hot clothes. A blue tight trouser was clinging to her body, and below was a blue jogger. A thin waist on top of her wide thighs and on top of that were sexy breasts that were covered in a blue-colored upper. The fabric of the upper was so fine that the roundness of the breasts was clearly felt. I was looking at her nonstop. She came to me and said, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, mammi," I said. Suddenly, she remembered something and said, "Wait a minute, I will be right back." She turned quickly, and I was left looking at her from behind. She was wearing a strange trouser today. The trousers had completely separated both her mounds. From the middle, it was fully stuck into the mounds. A fold was disappearing between the mounds on every two inches over the hips, due to which the trouser was stretched in the mounds. It looked as if she was naked. The perfume she had put on was driving me crazy as she went. I went behind her and stood in front of the stairs. And I started to examine her butt's separate spare parts. She quickly climbed the stairs and went up. I did not forget to watch the circus of her breasts. When she came back, there was a basketball in her hand. She came down the stairs quickly, holding the ball under her armpit.
"What is this for?" I asked.
"Warm-up and some refreshment," she said.
"Okay," I said. We both came out and started to run slowly. Today, a lot of fog was spread around. Rekha was moving forward, hitting the ball on the ground.
"By the way, mammi, if you were not my mammi, I would have married you," I said.
"Don't hit on me," she said.
"When did I hit on you?" I asked. "I really mean it. You are so cute that my heart wants my wife to be like you."
"Achaaaaaaa," she said.
"Yes," I said.
"Come on, I will find you one in Italy," she said.
"Don't you have any sister?" I asked.
"I do, but she is also married," she said.
"Then there is no chance," I said.
"There are girls in Pakistan, one better than the other," she said.
"Yes," I said. "But they are not as modern as you."
"You won't find anyone like me," she said. We had come quite far from the village. This was the same place where we used to exercise. We stopped there. A silence was spread everywhere.
"Give me the ball," I said.
"Snatch it," she said.
"Ohhh, so that's what it is," I said. Rekha smiled and nodded her head. She was standing there, holding the ball in both of her hands in front of her chest. I pounced on Rekha to grab the ball, and Rekha quickly moved the ball to her waist, passing it from under her armpit. The speed of my hands was so fast that I couldn't stop them even if I wanted to. And my hands went straight to her big, tight breasts. Holding and pressing her breasts, I stopped myself from falling on top of her. Rekha was not wearing a bra underneath, but a bra-shaped cloth was definitely on her breasts, which had covered her whole breasts. Maybe it was some exercise dress. Rekha got flustered when I pressed her breasts and said, "Aaaah, aah, aaah." Then she gave a light pat on my head and said, "I told you to grab the ball, not to press my boobies, you idiot. You call yourself a bodybuilder, but you couldn't even grab the ball."
"Ohhh, sorry, Rekha mammi, sorry," I said, leaving her breasts.
"Now be careful," she said. "Otherwise, I also slap."
"Sorry, it won't happen now," I said.
"It's okay," she said. Then she stepped back and, bending down, started to hit the ball on the ground. The ball would hit the ground and then her hand. Rekha's breasts started to become more visible because of bending down. The zip of the upper, which was standing on the breasts, opened when the breasts were under pressure due to bending down. Rekha was not wearing any clothes underneath except for that bra-like cloth, which was also blue in color. With the zip going down, Rekha's breasts became as good as naked. Maybe this was a normal thing for Rekha, but my cock got hard.
"Where do you find all the clothes like this?" I asked. Rekha, hearing me, said, "Idiot, don't stare at my boobs." But how could I not stare? Both of her breasts were about to come out of the bra-like top. My cock was standing hard below. Rekha zipped it up, and her breasts were hidden in the upper.
"Man, I feel awkward when you stare like that," she said. "Come on, let's play now."
"Okay, let's go," I said. Rekha again started to move here and there, hitting the ball on the ground. I started to try to snatch the ball from her. But Rekha was an expert in this game. She was not letting the ball come into my hands. Once, as she turned with the ball, I, even though I didn't want to, collided with her. My cock went straight into her open mounds. As soon as my cock went into her cotton-like soft mounds, I started to drown in an ocean of intoxication. But this state did not last long. Rekha moved away. She ignored this hug and continued the game. I again started to try to snatch the ball from her. And finally, the ball came into my hand. Now I started to move here and there with the ball. Rekha soon snatched the ball again. Her laughter and her talks would go straight to my heart. Once, as she turned with the ball, my hand again went under her armpit and on her breast, and my cock went straight into her butt. This time, I held her by the breast and put my whole body against her waist. Uffffffff, what a fun it was to put my cock in her butt and press her breasts. This time, too, Rekha ignored it. After a while, she stopped.
"Perfect," I said. "You play so well. It was a lot of fun. You are a real expert." Hearing so much praise, a slight smile came on mammi's face. She put the ball down, spread her hands in front of her chest, and, taking her butt out, started to do squats. I slowly went behind her, jumping in a warm-up style. When she would bend down to do squats, her mounds would open, and two balloons would hang from side to side. The curve that was made between her waist and hips was driving me crazy. My heart wanted to put my cock in mammi's butt right now and take out all the water while standing.
"Mammi, should I check what kind of effect these squats are having on your buttocks?" I asked.
"What are you, my instructor, that you will check?" she asked.
"Hey, mammi, I at least understand this field well," I said.
"Yes, yes, I know, I know," she said. "Okay, do the check." Hearing mammi, my heart started to jump like a butterfly. I quickly put my hands on mammi's spread buttocks. Ufff, mammi's butt was very soft and smooth. Along with the softness, there was a special kind of tension and hardness in her butt, which was proof of her exercise. I started to run my hand on her buttocks. I was having a lot of fun in the soft, smooth trousers. I, running my hands on the sides of her buttocks, took them to the middle. They had an amazing roundness. My heart wanted to put my cock on her butt, but I was afraid that mammi might say something. I held her mounds in my hands, opened the sides, and, putting my cock between the mounds, I let go of the mounds. The mounds joined each other, and my cock got stuck between those soft mounds. My whole body felt numb.
"Okay, is the check done?" she asked. Saying this, she moved a little forward, and my cock came out of her mounds. I was happy in my heart that mammi didn't scold me for this. Otherwise, with her blunt mouth, she would have said right away, "Move your cock back."
"Your buttocks are very strong, Rekha ji," I said.
"Waooo," she said. "You didn't say mammi now."
"It's my wish," I said.
"There's nothing special here," she said. "But when I come from the gym there, my buttocks become very hard."
"They are quite hard even now," I said. "It's fun to run a hand over them." The words came out of my mouth without my will.
"Ufffffffff," she said. "I don't know when you will get out of this fun."
"I don't know," I said. "Now you will take me out." I said this, again running my hand over her butt.
"That's enough now, you horny boy," Rekha said.
"Hey, mammi, why would I be horny on you?" I asked. "You are my mammi."
"Yes," she said. "Just consider me your mammi. Show me by putting your hand on another mammi's buttocks, then I will ask you."
"Hey, mammi," I said. "What comparison is there between her and you? Do the ground and the sky also compete? You are just you."
"You are very clever," she said.
"Hey, mammi, in front of you, all my cleverness becomes useless," I said.
"Hmmmmmmm, I know," she said. "Okay, tell me how you do that somersault."
"That's very difficult, mammi," I said.
"Teach me too," she said.
"For that, you will have to do some exercises for flexibility," I said.
"Hmmmm, then I will do it," she said. "I just want to learn. You will teach me, right?"
"Mammi, you are asking with so much love," I said. "If you ask for my life, I will give it to you."
"I don't want your life," she said. "Just teach me."
"Okay, then stand here," I said.
"Hmmmmm," she said. I went behind Rekha. I put my body with her from behind and put my hands on her hips above her waist. The head of my cock started to hit between her mounds. I held her waist tightly and pushed my cock into her mounds. Uffffffffff, what a fun it was to press my cock into her buttocks. Rekha started to move forward, so I stopped her.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Ufffffffff, what an odd pose this is," she said.
"So what?" I asked. "Is it so easy to do a somersault?"
"Laughing, "I don't know if it's easy," she said. "But I think you will take the full price for teaching me." I understood that she was referring to pressing my cock in her butt.
"When did I say I will take the price?" I asked.
"You are not saying it, but you are doing it," she said.
"I don't understand," I said. Rekha....
Rekha waved her hand. "Forget it, just tell me what to do next," she said.
"Bend forward," I instructed.
"What?" she asked in surprise.
"Should I say it in Italian?" I asked. "Bend down." Slowly, Rekha began to bend forward, and her mounds started to separate. My cock was pressed into the depths of her butt. Rekha bent completely and put her hands on her feet. She had so much flexibility. With her bending like this, her pussy was now touching my balls. I lowered my hands, put them on her thighs, and said, "Put your hands on the ground now. I'm going to lift your legs."
"Okay," she said. "Gently."
"I will lift them gently," I said. Rekha put her hands on the ground, and I lifted her legs. Her thighs went backward, hitting the sides of my hips and thighs. My cock went straight to her pussy. For a moment, I felt as if I was fucking Rekha. My cock was pressed into her soft cushions. It was a great feeling to have her full thighs closed on me. I pressed my cock in her pussy for a few moments and then lifted her legs up completely. She was standing on her hands in front of me. I was holding her by her ankles. Then I let go of one of her legs and stood by her armpit side.
"I will let go of your legs now and give you a little push," I said. "You have to try to put your legs forward."
"Okay," she said.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"3, 2, 1," I said. My one hand was on her waist and the other on her leg. As I said "3," I let go of her legs and, putting my hand near her pussy, pushed her. Rekha's legs went forward to the ground. Her waist lifted up. Rekha did a somersault and stood up. When Rekha stood up, her face was red with happiness. She screamed with joy and said, "Yes, I did it! Thanks, Amir, I did it. You rock, my cute boy."
With that, she clung to me. She had hugged me. I waited for one minute and then took her in my arms. Rekha quickly separated from me and said, "Don't misunderstand this hug. In Europe, even brothers and sisters hug each other with love like this."
"Okay, ji," I said. But my cock had already touched her warm pussy in these few moments, and now it was demanding to fuck her pussy.
"Come on, try again," I said.
"Okay, come on," she said. Now she came in front of me herself. I again got my cock stuck in her soft butt. Then I lifted her legs and made her do a somersault. Rekha kept practicing this for a whole hour. I felt as if my fountain was about to come out. My only fear was that if my fountain came out, I would feel ashamed in front of her. Then she said herself, "Ufffff, that's enough for today. The day has started. We will do the rest tomorrow. Let's go home now. If your mamu sees this dress, he will get mad and ask why I wore it outside."
"Okay, let's go," I said. We were talking and sticking to each other. With today's exercise, the distance between us had also reduced a lot. All the way, she was laughing and talking. She looked very happy, and I was happier than her. We reached home. Then she said bye and went to the terrace, and I came to my room. Mamu and mammi were awake in the house. I also saw Dani going toward the washroom. I lay down on the bed. I was getting Rekha's scent from me. Lost in that scent, I don't know when I fell asleep. Then Azra woke me up. Azra, leaning on me, said, "Get up, bhai, it's 10 o'clock." I, rubbing my eyes, sat up.
"It's 10 o'clock," I said. "So you must have to go to the tailor, and that's why you woke me up."
"Oh, really..." Azra said. "I was going to make you breakfast, and for your information, the tailor will not be at home today, so we can't go there today."
"Ohhhhh, okay," I said in a weak tone. Azra, after waking me up, went away. I quickly freshened up and had breakfast. I had not seen Dani yet. After having breakfast, I myself picked up the dishes and started to walk toward the kitchen, so Azra said, "Bhiya, why are you bothering? I will take them."
"Leave it," I said. "This is my home too."
"Laughing, "Wow, wow," she said. "You've changed."
"Yes," I said. I took the dishes and went to the kitchen. As expected, Dani was standing there, making tea. There was no one else in the kitchen. I took the opportunity and, holding the dishes in one hand, hugged her from behind. Dani jumped at my action, and the dishes fell from my hand.
"Ufffffg, you scared me in the morning," Dani said.
"What scared you?" I asked. "You scared me. You dropped all the dishes."
"I will pick them up," she said. "You go."
"I didn't come to go," I said.
"Man, you are getting too hot these days," she said.
"Then you should take out my heat," I said.
"Why would I take it out?" she asked. "And with the way you are acting, I am afraid you will get me caught too."
"What have I done yet that we will get caught?" I asked.
"You got me embarrassed in front of the tailor yesterday," she said.
"To hell with the tailor," I said. "She is a total slut herself."
"Whatever she is," Dani said. "My image got ruined in front of her, right?"
"Nothing happens to your image," I said. "Give me one kiss."
"Swinging her hips, "No, you go," she said.
"I won't go without a kiss, my love," I said.
"Man, Amir, what do you want?" she asked.
"You," I said. "I want you."
"You didn't marry me, and now you want me," she said.
"Will you always taunt me with this?" I asked. "You are looking so beautiful today. Don't take my life."
"Laughing, "Your life can't be taken, you horny guy," she said. I looked at her breasts and put my hand on one of them and said, "Your breasts are very good, Dani."
"Leave it, B," she said. She just said it with her mouth; she didn't try to remove my hand. I, looking toward the door, pressed her breast and kissed her under the chin.
"Uffffffff, go away now," Dani said.
"One here," I said, running my finger on her lip. Dani remained silent. This signal was enough for me. I ran my hand on her cheek, put my fingers in her hair, and then put my lips on her lips. I kissed Dani's lips.
"There is alcohol in your lips," I said.
"Swaying her hips, "Really?" she asked.
"Hmmmm," I said. "Which bra are you wearing today?"
"The same one from yesterday," she said.
"You didn't show me," I said.
"You saw it yesterday," she said.
"I didn't see it properly there," I said.
"I can't show you here," she said. "Everyone is at home."
"Show me, please," I said. "I really want to see it."
"I will show you when I get time," she said.
"I want to see it now, please," I said.
"No, don't be like that," she said.
"Please, Dani, my love," I said.
"Okay, I will show you," she said.
"Yes, then show me," I said. Dani first went out to see if anyone was coming. I came out of the kitchen. Everyone was in the courtyard.
"No one is here," I said. "Everyone is in the courtyard."
"Okay," she said. "I will show you on one condition."
"What's the condition?" I asked.
"You won't touch me," she said.
"I won't," I said. "But I have a condition too."
"What's that?" she asked.
"You will take off the whole shirt and show me," I said.
"No, man," she said. "It's difficult here."
"Then let's go inside the room," I said.
"Mmmmm, let's go," she said. We both came out of the kitchen and went to the room where Dani had changed her clothes. "Dani, you go and stand at the door. I will stand here and take it off. And yes, don't come inside. Stay at the door."
"Okay," I said. I went and stood at the door. My cock was getting hard just from the desire to see Dani's breasts naked.
"Come on, take it off now," I said. Dani looked at me with shy eyes and then held the edge of her shirt.