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Rahul: I think I am in love.
Ruby: A little skin is all it takes, huh ? She asked with a mouth-hung smile.
Wet hair hung as ropes on shoulders as Ruby joined the boys in the dimly-lit hall wearing a tight white shirt, a black panty and nothing else. The shirt spread tight across her chest and was scandalously short… barely enough to reach the curve of her ass, the black little triangle of her panty peeking with every step. No bra, no shorts… thanks to Uncle.
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Almost 11:30 into the night, Uncle could not sit anymore… his back was killing him. Besides, the poor man had spent the entire time clutching his chest, and now and then his shorts, every time Ruby surfaced from the pool. Soon, excusing himself, he went upstairs to Ruby’s bedroom. Thanks to Ruby, the boys were too distracted to notice why he was going to her bedroom, and not his own. Later, when Ruby was done with swimming, she found her bedroom to be locked and upon getting no response even after quite a few knocks, she figured Uncle might have locked the door by mistake and slept in.
That left her with exactly one dry shirt in the entire house and two very awake boys.
Ruby: I still can’t believe you both made me come out wearing just this.
Ruby: That too with no bra !!!
Ruby: Atleast, nothing is visible outside… I hope.
She was in a playful mood. Playful, and a bit… no, a lot turned on. The last three hours were nothing sort of any usual swimming because the two boys touched, caressed and even squeezed a few parts of Ruby, and it had all left her so… so turned on.
Rahul: You were just in a bikini, remember Bhabhi… ?
Ruby: Hey… It was a one-piece. And It didn’t show anything.
Rahul: You mean… the red bra and panty you were wearing underneath ? He asked, smiling with a tease.
Ruby’s face turned red, blushing at his tease.
The boys knew Ruby would wear something like a one piece for the swim session. They guessed something loose, floral and modest… but when Ruby came down wrapped in a towel around her hips wearing that, their eyes popped out… The top, yellow and meshy was namesake layered across her heavy chest, and the material wasn't hiding much.
And then, when she dropped the towel, the boys lost it. The cleft of her bottoms rode high revealing her entire milky white thighs,… and Ruby could plainly see in their eyes what an effect her swimsuit was having on them.
Sumit: That swimsuit was so hot, but…
Rahul: But this shirt, this attire is… something else, Bhabhi.
Ruby: You guys think everything I have is hot… she giggled, settling the coffee cups down.
Ruby: Gosh, my…. they are jiggling with each step I take.
Ruby: Uncleeee ! It’s all because of you !
Picking up her own coffee cup, Ruby curled up in the single armchair, tucking her one bare leg beneath her… Her shirt rode even higher.
Ruby: So, what shall we do ?
Sumit: We could have swum some more, if not for the rain.
Ruby: I think we did plenty of swimming.
Ruby: Maybe too much… Her voice dropped, almost dreamy.
Almost 3 hours… 3 hours they were in the pool and not even half of that they had spent on teaching, swimming. Every kick, every breath, every “accidental” brush of their hands on her thighs, her ass, on the undersides of her breasts, Ruby remembered everything vividly.
Initially, they had started off with some basic breathing exercises… making her hold her breath underwater, slow inhale and exhale, a little lesson on hand and leg movements,… but soon, Rahul wanted her to do the raise up the legs and kick them behind one. Ruby tried and tried, but her legs never came up… and so, “Here, let me hold them up” he had offered,… and then, it all started.
The suit turned invisible the second she had hit the water, revealing the dark coloured bra and panty she was wearing under it. With Ruby holding the edge of the pool,… when Rahul put his hand underwater, gripped her thighs and swept them up… her ass broke the surface of the water like two perfect moons.
Ruby: Their hands… She remembered.
Ruby: I thought you boys were going to drown me with all that… coaching.
Lightning flashed outside… turning her shirt to almost see through for a quick heartbeat - dark black panties, hard poking nipples, everything was outlined in electric white.
Ruby: I guess, you can’t leave anytime soon…
Rahul: Nope...
Ruby: And you guys don’t want to sleep ?
Sumit: Oh, no Bhabhi. We have to leave once it stops.
Rahul: Yeah, we have an early morning work.
Ruby: So, what do you want to do ?… She asked at them, eyes twinkling.
Rahul: You could dance… he said, with a smirk.
Ruby: Haha, funny.
Rahul: I mean, we could play some music, relax… get our foots loose.
Ruby: Music sounds good dear, but I am not getting off my foot… She laughed, sipping her coffee.
Rahul: Common Bhabhi,… Amit bro always bragged about you being a good dancer.
Ruby: Haha, how does he know?… He has never seen me dance !
Sumit: Well, he was even planning a dance event for your wedding.
Rahul: Show us, Bhabhi,… teach us some moves. We suck at dance.
Rahul stood up and switched on the entertainment system… cranking up the volume.
Ruby: Hey,… not so loud. Uncle is sleeping, remember.
Rahul: Sorry, sorry…. he apologised, gently.
Rahul: Come now, Bhabhi. Will you join me ?
Rahul moved his legs awkwardly for the slow tune, and Sumit too joined him. He was even more weirder, but was making an attempt. Ruby watched them wobble and stutter, and laughed aloud when Rahul stumbled at the coffee table and stamped on Sumit’s foot causing him to jump in pain.
Ruby stood up and helped them to move the table,… and when she tried to return to her seat… to sit relaxed and watch the boys dance for her, the boys wouldn’t have it. Sumit grabbed the coffee cup from her hand, and Rahul caught hold of her other hand, trying to make her remain.
Rahul: I know you want to, Bhabhi… I can see your feet testing.
Sumit put the coffee cup down and came next to her shaking his head like a crow… Ruby laughed and then joined in at what he was trying to do, to match the beat. Soon, they all started dancing little by little,… on their very own dance floor in the centre of the hall, with the lighting outside providing a perfect flashy spotlight.
Soon, Ruby was into the vibe shaking her hips, tapping her foot and waving her hands rhythmically. She was dancing crazy to which the boys couldn’t match and so, they stopped and began to watch her. Slipping from under her little white shirt, the cute little apple bottom of hers shook tapping to every beat of the song. The boys stood mesmerised watching her ass shake.
And, she noticed it.
Ruby: Hey… You both stopped !
Rahul: Oh, Bhabhi… Watching you is much sweeter than us dancing, please continue.
Suddenly, the current song stopped and it changed to a very famous item song.
Ruby: No way… Not for this one.
Ruby: Not dressed like this.
Quick as that Ruby cheeks turned blushing pink, and she retreated to a shrivelled pose. No way she was going to dance for an item song for them. Not especially in that attire… but Rahul convinced her. It anyone could, it would be him. Sumit too joined and when they both appraised her of how great a dancer she was, and begged her to continue,… Ruby accepted, though not sure why she did. Perhaps it was the warming sensation down her belly.
Ruby exhaled, slow and shaky. Taking the centre of the floor, standing in between the two boys, she adopted a serious look and slowly stroked down the sides of her body with the tips of her fingers. As her fingertips crossed the hem of her shirt and onto her bare skin, she broke into laughter.
Ruby: You guys are making me so nervous… don’t stare
Ruby: Go and sit, will you…
Rahul and Sumit took the couch on either side. With all their eyes on her,… Ruby once again assumed the series look and her hips began to glide for the music. Her fingers slithered down the sides of her shirt,… and unlike the first time, however, she was able to continue past the hem of the shirt and onto her naked thighs, without losing her composure.
Every eye, including hers, was riveted on her movements… which with each step were turning seductive. No one knew what to expect next, but they were sure it was going to be good.
Ruby opened her eyes, met theirs, and smiled - slow, dangerous and queen-like.
Ruby: Am I really doing this ?
Ruby: Yes, you are dancing… for them, putting on a show.
Ruby: Look at how they looked bewitched.
The music continued as if it were an accompaniment to a hot erotic movie sex scene.
Ruby gracefully swivelled her hips like a slow motion hula-hoop exercise. Unintentionally, she exaggerated the movements though…jutting her ass to the rear, far enough that her shirt barely covered her cheeks; and thrusting her hips to the sides with such vigor that the shirt split open to the lowest button, baring the front of her panties…
The boy’s eyes focussed on her black little triangle.
Ruby: Yes… like that. Let them look at your panties.
Ruby: Remember how Rahul touched it in the pool.
Ruby: Right on top of your...
The memory slammed into her like another crack of thunder.
Back in the pool, the boys were helping her learn the dead man’s float with Rahul holding her thighs and Sumit her stomach. Every time Ruby started to sink, Rahul’s grip tightened, lifting her hips upward. But then, this one time when Ruby dipped fully and drank a little water, panic flared. She thrashed wildly, legs kicking and arms flailing,… and when Rahul grip tightened in alarm,… in one frantic, desperate motion his entire hand slid upward between her thighs and cupped her nether region completely. His middle finger landed squarely on her swollen clit, pressing hard through the soaked lace,… the pressure so sudden and perfect that a bolt of pure electricity shot from that tiny bundle of nerves straight yp to the tips of her breasts. Ruby’s nipples had stiffened instantly, aching, as if wired directly to the spot he was unknowingly pressing against.
At the same moment, Sumit’s hands had jerked upward in panic. His right palm had closed over her left breast, engulfing it entirely,… fingers curling around the heavy, milky mound, thumb accidentally flicking across her rigid nipple. The shock of it made him freeze and he had yanked his hand away in horror, muttering a silent “sorry”, only for her body to sink again. Another choked mouthful of water, another frantic grab,… and again his palm slammed back over the same breast, squeezing it hard this time, lifting her clear of the surface while his thumb deliberately, or accidentally, neither knew, rolled over the stiff peak once more.
Ruby had surfaced gasping, coughing, hair plastered to her face, but the only thing she truly felt was the throbbing pulse between her legs where Rahul’s finger had rested and the delicious ache in her breast where Sumit’s hand had claimed her so completely.
The swim had resumed. The same thing never happened again except for a few brushing here and there… but Ruby had never said stop. She had never said yes. She had just smiled, breathed harder, and let the water carry their hands wherever it wanted…
…wherever she wanted.
Now, in the living room, the same whimper caught in her throat.
The tempo of the music was increasing and Ruby kept going with it. She raised her hands above her head, rose up on the balls of her feet, and twisted slowly in a circle, mimicking the dance of a ballerina. In the back, her shirt had lifted with the motion, flashing the lower curve of her ass,… and in the front, with the button on the shirt undone, the shirt rose to her waist and as she turned faster and faster,… the tail of it spread wider, fully exposing her panties. Ruby was loving the sensation.
Sumit: Holy hell !
Rahul: Shuuuu……
Sumit made no attempt to hide his excitement anymore and was openly 'adjusting’ himself each time she faced his direction. While the other one, Rahul, was more discreet, but still showed visible indications of interest. The serious expression Ruby had initially adopted slowly disappeared… Her lips parted and her breathing became labored, as if the dancing was sapping her energy.
The boys, though, realised the real cause… that Ruby was enjoying this as much as her audience.
Sumit: I can’t believe Manoj and Raj are missing this.
Rahul: Stop talking…
Ruby was not turned on anymore… She was horny.
The heavy song ended… The music slowed and she swayed gently to the rhythm like she was in a trance. Turning over ever more slowly, she lowered her arms and let the shirt fall back into its place. As she stood there facing the now blank television with her back to the boys, Ruby loosened another of the buttons, this one near the centre of her stomach. Her hands slowly lifted the shirt back again playing with the tail, revealing her panty clad ass to the boys… before slowly turning back swaying her hips gently to the music.
Her eyes fell on Rahul’s crotch.
Ruby: Ruby !… A steamy breath escaped her mouth…. He is hard.
Ruby: Veiny hard… Responded the demonic voice.
Ruby: Remember the little titted girl ?
Ruby: Fuck… How that veiny hardness stretched her little pussy… !
“Rahul: Wishing you were the one under there, Bhabhi ?”
Her own pussy throbbed and Ruby squirmed on her spot,… drunk in horniness. If only the boys could feel the heat radiating from it, she thought for a quick second.
The boys were in an entirely different state. They asked for a dance, but this was… this was a full blown tease from a woman who finally had stopped pretending she didn’t want to be watched. With shirt risen, and two buttons off,… the boys were getting what could only be called - a striptease.
Sumit’s hand was no longer adjusting. He was openly palming the thick bulge straining against his shorts, eyes glassy. Rahul sat rigid, knuckles white on his thighs, the outline of his cock so obvious it looked painful.
Ruby was loving it. She was teasing them to the ultimatum.
Swaying herself to the low thrum of the bass and the breathy vocals that felt like sex set to music… Ruby eyes looked half-lidded, but it was watching the boys. The lust in their eyes, their drooling mouth,… their bulging crotch. She watched everything. She wanted to tease more… Make them squirm like she was squirming.
Focussed on her sexy bottom, neither noticed where her fingers were at. Finally, when she flipped off another button… unbuttoning the one right under her breasts, the boys edged to the end of their seat… eyes shooting out.
Sumit: Oh my God, she's going to take it off… He blurted, hastily.
And…… Ruby snapped.
Quick as that she closed her shirt and crossed her legs to hide her panty… and eyes wide, she gave them boys the most nervous smile she have ever had.
Ruby: Oh my god,… I am so sorry.
Ruby: Got a bit carried away.
Rahul: What ? No, no, please…
Ruby scurried away into the kitchen without so much as looking back as the boys watched her ass jiggle, as she vanished into the room.
Turning around, Rahul gave his most furious look at Sumit.
Rahul: Look what you have done, you moron.
Ruby came back in a couple of minutes, with a very damp towel wrapped around her bottom. She came out putting all those buttons back in place,… and with a nervous smile on her lips.
Ruby: The rain stopped… She said, averting her eyes.
Both Rahul and Sumit looked outside the patio door with such sadness in their eyes.
Neither spoke anything. They knew the moment was over, and with a heavy heart, they prepared to depart.
At the door, Rahul turned towards Ruby…
Rahul: Thanks Bhabhi… We had a great time.
Rahul: Will we ever get to see that, again ?
Ruby: Oh dear, I think you guys have seen enough of me already…
He put his face down, which Ruby saw and felt a kick in her heart. The ever so confident Rahul suddenly looked like a child who lost his puppy. Her heart swelled and she remembered… he was indeed a little fellow; both were. They both were almost seven to eight years younger to her.
She couldn’t look to see the hurt in his eyes.
Ruby: Hey, dears… She called out, smiling gently.
Ruby: I too had a very good time. No regrets.
Lifting up her feet,… Ruby sweetly kissed Rahul on his cheeks and turning around, she gave one to Sumit as well.
Ruby: Drive safe.
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Heart racing, thighs still trembling, the taste of power and denial thick on her tongue, Ruby laid on her bed staring into the darkness.
She had no memory of climbing up the stairs, no memory of how the door was open or seeing Uncle,… but there she was, on her own bed, in her own bedroom, sharing the bed with Uncle.
Ruby: Did you just dance so slutty for the two boys ?
Ruby: Wuh… Wasn’t it all a little out of hand, Ruby ?
Ruby: Well, it was… something !
She was still in the same dress… The buttoned up white shirt and the little black panty underneath, and with her lying down, the shirt stretched even more tight across her bust, the fabric rubbing against her nipples that were still rock hard as diamonds. It was making Ruby squirm without even touching anything. Unknown to herself, a finger rose and touched her left nipple.
Ruby: Uh…. She bit her lip, unbidden.
She liked it.
Popping open the first button, Ruby slipped her right hand in and her fore finger gently touched her nipple… this time, skin on skin. A sudden shock spread through her entire body, and Ruby shook at her spot.
Ruby: Fuck… she let out a low squeal.
Ruby: Shuuu, what are you doing, Ruby… Alarmed an innocent voice, within her.
Ruby: Uncle is sleeping right next to you.
She bit her lips so tight that no sound slipped out,… cos her finger wasn’t stopping. Gently tracing the little areola around the nipple, it kept going to the centre to push and probe the bump… each time sending jolts after jolts of shocks through her body, to her pussy.
She wanted to reach down and touch it…
Ruby: No Ruby,… please. Uncle !
Ruby: But… he is sound asleep !
Ruby: What if he wakes up…
Ruby: Fuck it…
Her finger went down and found her panty line.
Ruby hooked a thumb under the waistband and peeled them down just enough to see the truth: her pussy was swollen and slick, glistening with her juices. Mercilessly she plunged two fingers inside herself without a warning, the slick stretch ripping a sharp, high-pitched squeak from her throat that she barely managed to smother against the closed mouth.
Ruby: Holy fuck…
Ruby: God, it has been so long…
Ruby: Ah ah ahhh, yes….
She drew her fingers out slowly, deliberately, letting the cool air kiss her swollen folds for one heartbeat (just to feel the ache of emptiness) before slamming them back in, deeper, harder. The wet sounds were obscene in the silence.
Soft wet squelches rang like slaps in the silent room.
Ruby: He’s right there. What if he wakes up… ?
Ruby: Shut up, he’s asleep…
Ruby: But what if he hears how soaked you are…? Vanished the innocence and the demon came out.
Ruby: Yes,… wake him up with your wetness.
Ruby: Shut the fuck up, you both !
Ruby: You want him to wake up, don’t you ? Catch you like you caught him… ?
The voices rang in her ear as she set a ruthless rhythm: slow withdrawal, fast greedy thrust, slow withdrawal, fast greedy thrust. Each plunge curled her fingers upward, stroking a perfect spot inside that made her thighs tremble and her toes curl into the sheets.
Her thumb found her clit,… swollen, throbbing, and slippery, and began tight, frantic circles that matched the pace of her fingers.
Ruby: Yes,… I want… it.
Ruby: I want him to hear me….
Ruby: I’m disgusting… I’m actually fucking myself right next to him.
Ruby: I can’t stop… I don’t want to stop…
She added a third finger on the next thrust, stretching herself wider. The burn was exquisite. A longer, throatier moan tore out of her chest, muffled but unmistakable.
Ruby: Fuck… I’m so full…
Ruby: Imagine… … it’s Rahul.
Ruby: Imagine his thick, veiny cock splitting you open right now… Purred the demon.
The sudden forbidden thought sent a fresh gush of wetness around her fingers and the sounds turned even more obscene: the rhythmic squelching, the faint slap of her palm against her soaked flesh, the creak of the mattress under her rolling hips.
Ruby: Aaahhhh…. A sharp gasp escaped her, muffled, but aloud.
Ruby: I’m dripping… I’m actually dripping onto the sheet…
Ruby: He will smell me tomorrow… he’ll know… Fuck.
Ruby was panting now, tiny frantic whimpers on every exhale, hips grinding shamelessly against her hand. Another deep thrust curled hard against that spot inside and her whole body vibrated; a desperate, high-pitched squeal escaped her before she could trap it.
Ruby: Too loud… too loud…
Ruby: I don’t care… I’m so close…
Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the intensity.
She was almost there, right on the edge, legs shaking and pussy clenching hard around her fingers, when the covers beside her finally shifted. The first slick stroke from Uncle’s side sounded soft, almost hesitant, but Ruby heard it… It lit her nerves on fire.
Ruby was already too far gone to stop, too far lost in her own wetness. The desperate need of her own thirst didn’t care to put a stop to anything, a stop to him, or to them, together.
Ruby: He is awake, and He is doing it… He’s really doing it !
Ruby: You wanted him to hear… You wanted him to know exactly what you were doing.
Ruby: And he heard. Hearing you.. he is jerking now… Thinking of you. Your…
She spread her thighs wider, shameless now, letting the wet squelch of her fingers grow louder, more deliberate. Each thrust was a confession, each slide a dare.
Ruby: Yes, I’m such a bad girl… fingering myself right next to Uncle…
Ruby: And I love it… fucking love it…
Uncle’s strokes grew faster and rougher,… the blanket rustling in perfect counterpoint to her own frantic rhythm. The stroking of his fist over cock was unmistakable now, thick and heavy, and it was like music to Ruby’s pussy. The thick image of his cock filled fluids in her pussy, spreading all around.
Ruby lost it.
A broken, desperate sound tore from her throat, half sob, half plea.
Ruby: Uncle… she muttered under her breath.
Ruby: Don’t stop… please don’t stop…
Ruby: I can hear you… I can hear how hard you are…
Ruby: Keep going… I’m so close too…
The stroking beside her faltered for one heartbeat, then resumed even faster, as if her voice had snapped the last thread of his restraint. Hearing him respond, Ruby plunged three fingers deep, driving hard, thumb grinding her clit in fast paced circles.
The wet sounds were filthy, unashamed, filling the darkness between them.
Ruby: I want to hear you come, Uncle… Please, let me hear it…
Ruby: Yes… just like that… faster… She cried, in need.
Ruby: Imagine it’s my bra… Yes, I know.
Ruby: Or… imagine Its my breasts… That’s what you imagined, didn’t you, Uncle ?
Ruby: Cum for me… Fuck, I am cumming, almost.
She fumbled blindly for the tissue box next to her bed, fingers shaking too hard to grip properly, and finally yanked one free. Trembling violently, she held it out into the darkness like an offering.
Ruby: Here, Uncle… A tissue.
Uncle’s hand stumbled to her side, searching… Searching for the little white paper in the darkness, but he missed it. His warm, trembling fingers crossed her offering hand and landed square on the bare, hot skin of her stomach, right on top of her navel.
They both froze.
Shaking just as violently as she was, Uncle’s middle finger throbbed and slipped into the tiny, wet hollow of her navel.
Ruby: Oh Goddddd,… Uncle !!!
That single, innocent point of contact from him shattered her.
Ruby came with a loud, screaming cry muffled into the left hand, pussy clenching hard, thighs clamping shut, and the back bowing clear off the bed in a perfect, silent arc of pure release. Wave after wave crashed through her, juices flooding her hand and dripping onto the sheet, her entire body shaking with the force of it.
And with her,… Uncle too followed a heartbeat later, a low, broken groan and his hips jerked forward spewing thick, hot pulses of cum soaking the blanket in long, helpless waves.
They shuddered through the aftershock together, his finger still resting gently in her navel, her hand trapped between her thighs, and the crumpled tissue forgotten on the sheet between them.
… Continued.
17. Playing with Fire: Ep 1 Part 3
Rahul: I think I am in love.
Ruby: A little skin is all it takes, huh ? She asked with a mouth-hung smile.
Wet hair hung as ropes on shoulders as Ruby joined the boys in the dimly-lit hall wearing a tight white shirt, a black panty and nothing else. The shirt spread tight across her chest and was scandalously short… barely enough to reach the curve of her ass, the black little triangle of her panty peeking with every step. No bra, no shorts… thanks to Uncle.
Almost 11:30 into the night, Uncle could not sit anymore… his back was killing him. Besides, the poor man had spent the entire time clutching his chest, and now and then his shorts, every time Ruby surfaced from the pool. Soon, excusing himself, he went upstairs to Ruby’s bedroom. Thanks to Ruby, the boys were too distracted to notice why he was going to her bedroom, and not his own. Later, when Ruby was done with swimming, she found her bedroom to be locked and upon getting no response even after quite a few knocks, she figured Uncle might have locked the door by mistake and slept in.
That left her with exactly one dry shirt in the entire house and two very awake boys.
Ruby: I still can’t believe you both made me come out wearing just this.
Ruby: That too with no bra !!!
Ruby: Atleast, nothing is visible outside… I hope.
She was in a playful mood. Playful, and a bit… no, a lot turned on. The last three hours were nothing sort of any usual swimming because the two boys touched, caressed and even squeezed a few parts of Ruby, and it had all left her so… so turned on.
Rahul: You were just in a bikini, remember Bhabhi… ?
Ruby: Hey… It was a one-piece. And It didn’t show anything.
Rahul: You mean… the red bra and panty you were wearing underneath ? He asked, smiling with a tease.
Ruby’s face turned red, blushing at his tease.
The boys knew Ruby would wear something like a one piece for the swim session. They guessed something loose, floral and modest… but when Ruby came down wrapped in a towel around her hips wearing that, their eyes popped out… The top, yellow and meshy was namesake layered across her heavy chest, and the material wasn't hiding much.
And then, when she dropped the towel, the boys lost it. The cleft of her bottoms rode high revealing her entire milky white thighs,… and Ruby could plainly see in their eyes what an effect her swimsuit was having on them.
Sumit: That swimsuit was so hot, but…
Rahul: But this shirt, this attire is… something else, Bhabhi.
Ruby: You guys think everything I have is hot… she giggled, settling the coffee cups down.
Ruby: Gosh, my…. they are jiggling with each step I take.
Ruby: Uncleeee ! It’s all because of you !
Picking up her own coffee cup, Ruby curled up in the single armchair, tucking her one bare leg beneath her… Her shirt rode even higher.
Ruby: So, what shall we do ?
Sumit: We could have swum some more, if not for the rain.
Ruby: I think we did plenty of swimming.
Ruby: Maybe too much… Her voice dropped, almost dreamy.
Almost 3 hours… 3 hours they were in the pool and not even half of that they had spent on teaching, swimming. Every kick, every breath, every “accidental” brush of their hands on her thighs, her ass, on the undersides of her breasts, Ruby remembered everything vividly.
Initially, they had started off with some basic breathing exercises… making her hold her breath underwater, slow inhale and exhale, a little lesson on hand and leg movements,… but soon, Rahul wanted her to do the raise up the legs and kick them behind one. Ruby tried and tried, but her legs never came up… and so, “Here, let me hold them up” he had offered,… and then, it all started.
The suit turned invisible the second she had hit the water, revealing the dark coloured bra and panty she was wearing under it. With Ruby holding the edge of the pool,… when Rahul put his hand underwater, gripped her thighs and swept them up… her ass broke the surface of the water like two perfect moons.
Ruby: Their hands… She remembered.
Ruby: I thought you boys were going to drown me with all that… coaching.
Lightning flashed outside… turning her shirt to almost see through for a quick heartbeat - dark black panties, hard poking nipples, everything was outlined in electric white.
Ruby: I guess, you can’t leave anytime soon…
Rahul: Nope...
Ruby: And you guys don’t want to sleep ?
Sumit: Oh, no Bhabhi. We have to leave once it stops.
Rahul: Yeah, we have an early morning work.
Ruby: So, what do you want to do ?… She asked at them, eyes twinkling.
Rahul: You could dance… he said, with a smirk.
Ruby: Haha, funny.
Rahul: I mean, we could play some music, relax… get our foots loose.
Ruby: Music sounds good dear, but I am not getting off my foot… She laughed, sipping her coffee.
Rahul: Common Bhabhi,… Amit bro always bragged about you being a good dancer.
Ruby: Haha, how does he know?… He has never seen me dance !
Sumit: Well, he was even planning a dance event for your wedding.
Rahul: Show us, Bhabhi,… teach us some moves. We suck at dance.
Rahul stood up and switched on the entertainment system… cranking up the volume.
Ruby: Hey,… not so loud. Uncle is sleeping, remember.
Rahul: Sorry, sorry…. he apologised, gently.
Rahul: Come now, Bhabhi. Will you join me ?
Rahul moved his legs awkwardly for the slow tune, and Sumit too joined him. He was even more weirder, but was making an attempt. Ruby watched them wobble and stutter, and laughed aloud when Rahul stumbled at the coffee table and stamped on Sumit’s foot causing him to jump in pain.
Ruby stood up and helped them to move the table,… and when she tried to return to her seat… to sit relaxed and watch the boys dance for her, the boys wouldn’t have it. Sumit grabbed the coffee cup from her hand, and Rahul caught hold of her other hand, trying to make her remain.
Rahul: I know you want to, Bhabhi… I can see your feet testing.
Sumit put the coffee cup down and came next to her shaking his head like a crow… Ruby laughed and then joined in at what he was trying to do, to match the beat. Soon, they all started dancing little by little,… on their very own dance floor in the centre of the hall, with the lighting outside providing a perfect flashy spotlight.
Soon, Ruby was into the vibe shaking her hips, tapping her foot and waving her hands rhythmically. She was dancing crazy to which the boys couldn’t match and so, they stopped and began to watch her. Slipping from under her little white shirt, the cute little apple bottom of hers shook tapping to every beat of the song. The boys stood mesmerised watching her ass shake.
And, she noticed it.
Ruby: Hey… You both stopped !
Rahul: Oh, Bhabhi… Watching you is much sweeter than us dancing, please continue.
Suddenly, the current song stopped and it changed to a very famous item song.
Ruby: No way… Not for this one.
Ruby: Not dressed like this.
Quick as that Ruby cheeks turned blushing pink, and she retreated to a shrivelled pose. No way she was going to dance for an item song for them. Not especially in that attire… but Rahul convinced her. It anyone could, it would be him. Sumit too joined and when they both appraised her of how great a dancer she was, and begged her to continue,… Ruby accepted, though not sure why she did. Perhaps it was the warming sensation down her belly.
Ruby exhaled, slow and shaky. Taking the centre of the floor, standing in between the two boys, she adopted a serious look and slowly stroked down the sides of her body with the tips of her fingers. As her fingertips crossed the hem of her shirt and onto her bare skin, she broke into laughter.
Ruby: You guys are making me so nervous… don’t stare
Ruby: Go and sit, will you…
Rahul and Sumit took the couch on either side. With all their eyes on her,… Ruby once again assumed the series look and her hips began to glide for the music. Her fingers slithered down the sides of her shirt,… and unlike the first time, however, she was able to continue past the hem of the shirt and onto her naked thighs, without losing her composure.
Every eye, including hers, was riveted on her movements… which with each step were turning seductive. No one knew what to expect next, but they were sure it was going to be good.
Ruby opened her eyes, met theirs, and smiled - slow, dangerous and queen-like.
Ruby: Am I really doing this ?
Ruby: Yes, you are dancing… for them, putting on a show.
Ruby: Look at how they looked bewitched.
The music continued as if it were an accompaniment to a hot erotic movie sex scene.
Ruby gracefully swivelled her hips like a slow motion hula-hoop exercise. Unintentionally, she exaggerated the movements though…jutting her ass to the rear, far enough that her shirt barely covered her cheeks; and thrusting her hips to the sides with such vigor that the shirt split open to the lowest button, baring the front of her panties…
The boy’s eyes focussed on her black little triangle.
Ruby: Yes… like that. Let them look at your panties.
Ruby: Remember how Rahul touched it in the pool.
Ruby: Right on top of your...
The memory slammed into her like another crack of thunder.
Back in the pool, the boys were helping her learn the dead man’s float with Rahul holding her thighs and Sumit her stomach. Every time Ruby started to sink, Rahul’s grip tightened, lifting her hips upward. But then, this one time when Ruby dipped fully and drank a little water, panic flared. She thrashed wildly, legs kicking and arms flailing,… and when Rahul grip tightened in alarm,… in one frantic, desperate motion his entire hand slid upward between her thighs and cupped her nether region completely. His middle finger landed squarely on her swollen clit, pressing hard through the soaked lace,… the pressure so sudden and perfect that a bolt of pure electricity shot from that tiny bundle of nerves straight yp to the tips of her breasts. Ruby’s nipples had stiffened instantly, aching, as if wired directly to the spot he was unknowingly pressing against.
At the same moment, Sumit’s hands had jerked upward in panic. His right palm had closed over her left breast, engulfing it entirely,… fingers curling around the heavy, milky mound, thumb accidentally flicking across her rigid nipple. The shock of it made him freeze and he had yanked his hand away in horror, muttering a silent “sorry”, only for her body to sink again. Another choked mouthful of water, another frantic grab,… and again his palm slammed back over the same breast, squeezing it hard this time, lifting her clear of the surface while his thumb deliberately, or accidentally, neither knew, rolled over the stiff peak once more.
Ruby had surfaced gasping, coughing, hair plastered to her face, but the only thing she truly felt was the throbbing pulse between her legs where Rahul’s finger had rested and the delicious ache in her breast where Sumit’s hand had claimed her so completely.
The swim had resumed. The same thing never happened again except for a few brushing here and there… but Ruby had never said stop. She had never said yes. She had just smiled, breathed harder, and let the water carry their hands wherever it wanted…
…wherever she wanted.
Now, in the living room, the same whimper caught in her throat.
The tempo of the music was increasing and Ruby kept going with it. She raised her hands above her head, rose up on the balls of her feet, and twisted slowly in a circle, mimicking the dance of a ballerina. In the back, her shirt had lifted with the motion, flashing the lower curve of her ass,… and in the front, with the button on the shirt undone, the shirt rose to her waist and as she turned faster and faster,… the tail of it spread wider, fully exposing her panties. Ruby was loving the sensation.
Sumit: Holy hell !
Rahul: Shuuuu……
Sumit made no attempt to hide his excitement anymore and was openly 'adjusting’ himself each time she faced his direction. While the other one, Rahul, was more discreet, but still showed visible indications of interest. The serious expression Ruby had initially adopted slowly disappeared… Her lips parted and her breathing became labored, as if the dancing was sapping her energy.
The boys, though, realised the real cause… that Ruby was enjoying this as much as her audience.
Sumit: I can’t believe Manoj and Raj are missing this.
Rahul: Stop talking…
Ruby was not turned on anymore… She was horny.
The heavy song ended… The music slowed and she swayed gently to the rhythm like she was in a trance. Turning over ever more slowly, she lowered her arms and let the shirt fall back into its place. As she stood there facing the now blank television with her back to the boys, Ruby loosened another of the buttons, this one near the centre of her stomach. Her hands slowly lifted the shirt back again playing with the tail, revealing her panty clad ass to the boys… before slowly turning back swaying her hips gently to the music.
Her eyes fell on Rahul’s crotch.
Ruby: Ruby !… A steamy breath escaped her mouth…. He is hard.
Ruby: Veiny hard… Responded the demonic voice.
Ruby: Remember the little titted girl ?
Ruby: Fuck… How that veiny hardness stretched her little pussy… !
“Rahul: Wishing you were the one under there, Bhabhi ?”
Her own pussy throbbed and Ruby squirmed on her spot,… drunk in horniness. If only the boys could feel the heat radiating from it, she thought for a quick second.
The boys were in an entirely different state. They asked for a dance, but this was… this was a full blown tease from a woman who finally had stopped pretending she didn’t want to be watched. With shirt risen, and two buttons off,… the boys were getting what could only be called - a striptease.
Sumit’s hand was no longer adjusting. He was openly palming the thick bulge straining against his shorts, eyes glassy. Rahul sat rigid, knuckles white on his thighs, the outline of his cock so obvious it looked painful.
Ruby was loving it. She was teasing them to the ultimatum.
Swaying herself to the low thrum of the bass and the breathy vocals that felt like sex set to music… Ruby eyes looked half-lidded, but it was watching the boys. The lust in their eyes, their drooling mouth,… their bulging crotch. She watched everything. She wanted to tease more… Make them squirm like she was squirming.
Focussed on her sexy bottom, neither noticed where her fingers were at. Finally, when she flipped off another button… unbuttoning the one right under her breasts, the boys edged to the end of their seat… eyes shooting out.
Sumit: Oh my God, she's going to take it off… He blurted, hastily.
And…… Ruby snapped.
Quick as that she closed her shirt and crossed her legs to hide her panty… and eyes wide, she gave them boys the most nervous smile she have ever had.
Ruby: Oh my god,… I am so sorry.
Ruby: Got a bit carried away.
Rahul: What ? No, no, please…
Ruby scurried away into the kitchen without so much as looking back as the boys watched her ass jiggle, as she vanished into the room.
Turning around, Rahul gave his most furious look at Sumit.
Rahul: Look what you have done, you moron.
Ruby came back in a couple of minutes, with a very damp towel wrapped around her bottom. She came out putting all those buttons back in place,… and with a nervous smile on her lips.
Ruby: The rain stopped… She said, averting her eyes.
Both Rahul and Sumit looked outside the patio door with such sadness in their eyes.
Neither spoke anything. They knew the moment was over, and with a heavy heart, they prepared to depart.
At the door, Rahul turned towards Ruby…
Rahul: Thanks Bhabhi… We had a great time.
Rahul: Will we ever get to see that, again ?
Ruby: Oh dear, I think you guys have seen enough of me already…
He put his face down, which Ruby saw and felt a kick in her heart. The ever so confident Rahul suddenly looked like a child who lost his puppy. Her heart swelled and she remembered… he was indeed a little fellow; both were. They both were almost seven to eight years younger to her.
She couldn’t look to see the hurt in his eyes.
Ruby: Hey, dears… She called out, smiling gently.
Ruby: I too had a very good time. No regrets.
Lifting up her feet,… Ruby sweetly kissed Rahul on his cheeks and turning around, she gave one to Sumit as well.
Ruby: Drive safe.
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Heart racing, thighs still trembling, the taste of power and denial thick on her tongue, Ruby laid on her bed staring into the darkness.
She had no memory of climbing up the stairs, no memory of how the door was open or seeing Uncle,… but there she was, on her own bed, in her own bedroom, sharing the bed with Uncle.
Ruby: Did you just dance so slutty for the two boys ?
Ruby: Wuh… Wasn’t it all a little out of hand, Ruby ?
Ruby: Well, it was… something !
She was still in the same dress… The buttoned up white shirt and the little black panty underneath, and with her lying down, the shirt stretched even more tight across her bust, the fabric rubbing against her nipples that were still rock hard as diamonds. It was making Ruby squirm without even touching anything. Unknown to herself, a finger rose and touched her left nipple.
Ruby: Uh…. She bit her lip, unbidden.
She liked it.
Popping open the first button, Ruby slipped her right hand in and her fore finger gently touched her nipple… this time, skin on skin. A sudden shock spread through her entire body, and Ruby shook at her spot.
Ruby: Fuck… she let out a low squeal.
Ruby: Shuuu, what are you doing, Ruby… Alarmed an innocent voice, within her.
Ruby: Uncle is sleeping right next to you.
She bit her lips so tight that no sound slipped out,… cos her finger wasn’t stopping. Gently tracing the little areola around the nipple, it kept going to the centre to push and probe the bump… each time sending jolts after jolts of shocks through her body, to her pussy.
She wanted to reach down and touch it…
Ruby: No Ruby,… please. Uncle !
Ruby: But… he is sound asleep !
Ruby: What if he wakes up…
Ruby: Fuck it…
Her finger went down and found her panty line.
Ruby hooked a thumb under the waistband and peeled them down just enough to see the truth: her pussy was swollen and slick, glistening with her juices. Mercilessly she plunged two fingers inside herself without a warning, the slick stretch ripping a sharp, high-pitched squeak from her throat that she barely managed to smother against the closed mouth.
Ruby: Holy fuck…
Ruby: God, it has been so long…
Ruby: Ah ah ahhh, yes….
She drew her fingers out slowly, deliberately, letting the cool air kiss her swollen folds for one heartbeat (just to feel the ache of emptiness) before slamming them back in, deeper, harder. The wet sounds were obscene in the silence.
Soft wet squelches rang like slaps in the silent room.
Ruby: He’s right there. What if he wakes up… ?
Ruby: Shut up, he’s asleep…
Ruby: But what if he hears how soaked you are…? Vanished the innocence and the demon came out.
Ruby: Yes,… wake him up with your wetness.
Ruby: Shut the fuck up, you both !
Ruby: You want him to wake up, don’t you ? Catch you like you caught him… ?
The voices rang in her ear as she set a ruthless rhythm: slow withdrawal, fast greedy thrust, slow withdrawal, fast greedy thrust. Each plunge curled her fingers upward, stroking a perfect spot inside that made her thighs tremble and her toes curl into the sheets.
Her thumb found her clit,… swollen, throbbing, and slippery, and began tight, frantic circles that matched the pace of her fingers.
Ruby: Yes,… I want… it.
Ruby: I want him to hear me….
Ruby: I’m disgusting… I’m actually fucking myself right next to him.
Ruby: I can’t stop… I don’t want to stop…
She added a third finger on the next thrust, stretching herself wider. The burn was exquisite. A longer, throatier moan tore out of her chest, muffled but unmistakable.
Ruby: Fuck… I’m so full…
Ruby: Imagine… … it’s Rahul.
Ruby: Imagine his thick, veiny cock splitting you open right now… Purred the demon.
The sudden forbidden thought sent a fresh gush of wetness around her fingers and the sounds turned even more obscene: the rhythmic squelching, the faint slap of her palm against her soaked flesh, the creak of the mattress under her rolling hips.
Ruby: Aaahhhh…. A sharp gasp escaped her, muffled, but aloud.
Ruby: I’m dripping… I’m actually dripping onto the sheet…
Ruby: He will smell me tomorrow… he’ll know… Fuck.
Ruby was panting now, tiny frantic whimpers on every exhale, hips grinding shamelessly against her hand. Another deep thrust curled hard against that spot inside and her whole body vibrated; a desperate, high-pitched squeal escaped her before she could trap it.
Ruby: Too loud… too loud…
Ruby: I don’t care… I’m so close…
Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the intensity.
She was almost there, right on the edge, legs shaking and pussy clenching hard around her fingers, when the covers beside her finally shifted. The first slick stroke from Uncle’s side sounded soft, almost hesitant, but Ruby heard it… It lit her nerves on fire.
Ruby was already too far gone to stop, too far lost in her own wetness. The desperate need of her own thirst didn’t care to put a stop to anything, a stop to him, or to them, together.
Ruby: He is awake, and He is doing it… He’s really doing it !
Ruby: You wanted him to hear… You wanted him to know exactly what you were doing.
Ruby: And he heard. Hearing you.. he is jerking now… Thinking of you. Your…
She spread her thighs wider, shameless now, letting the wet squelch of her fingers grow louder, more deliberate. Each thrust was a confession, each slide a dare.
Ruby: Yes, I’m such a bad girl… fingering myself right next to Uncle…
Ruby: And I love it… fucking love it…
Uncle’s strokes grew faster and rougher,… the blanket rustling in perfect counterpoint to her own frantic rhythm. The stroking of his fist over cock was unmistakable now, thick and heavy, and it was like music to Ruby’s pussy. The thick image of his cock filled fluids in her pussy, spreading all around.
Ruby lost it.
A broken, desperate sound tore from her throat, half sob, half plea.
Ruby: Uncle… she muttered under her breath.
Ruby: Don’t stop… please don’t stop…
Ruby: I can hear you… I can hear how hard you are…
Ruby: Keep going… I’m so close too…
The stroking beside her faltered for one heartbeat, then resumed even faster, as if her voice had snapped the last thread of his restraint. Hearing him respond, Ruby plunged three fingers deep, driving hard, thumb grinding her clit in fast paced circles.
The wet sounds were filthy, unashamed, filling the darkness between them.
Ruby: I want to hear you come, Uncle… Please, let me hear it…
Ruby: Yes… just like that… faster… She cried, in need.
Ruby: Imagine it’s my bra… Yes, I know.
Ruby: Or… imagine Its my breasts… That’s what you imagined, didn’t you, Uncle ?
Ruby: Cum for me… Fuck, I am cumming, almost.
She fumbled blindly for the tissue box next to her bed, fingers shaking too hard to grip properly, and finally yanked one free. Trembling violently, she held it out into the darkness like an offering.
Ruby: Here, Uncle… A tissue.
Uncle’s hand stumbled to her side, searching… Searching for the little white paper in the darkness, but he missed it. His warm, trembling fingers crossed her offering hand and landed square on the bare, hot skin of her stomach, right on top of her navel.
They both froze.
Shaking just as violently as she was, Uncle’s middle finger throbbed and slipped into the tiny, wet hollow of her navel.
Ruby: Oh Goddddd,… Uncle !!!
That single, innocent point of contact from him shattered her.
Ruby came with a loud, screaming cry muffled into the left hand, pussy clenching hard, thighs clamping shut, and the back bowing clear off the bed in a perfect, silent arc of pure release. Wave after wave crashed through her, juices flooding her hand and dripping onto the sheet, her entire body shaking with the force of it.
And with her,… Uncle too followed a heartbeat later, a low, broken groan and his hips jerked forward spewing thick, hot pulses of cum soaking the blanket in long, helpless waves.
They shuddered through the aftershock together, his finger still resting gently in her navel, her hand trapped between her thighs, and the crumpled tissue forgotten on the sheet between them.
… Continued.
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