Adultery Alka and her Bhabhi Rekha by Teluguprakash

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Chapter 06

Chintu was kneading Rekha's upper thighs. His hands moved all over her thighs. Her skirt had moved up revealing her white fair thighs. Chintu stared at Rekha's thighs all the way up.

Rekha felt flattered as Chintu kept looking at her thighs. Now and then when the hands moved up, her panty could be seen for a flash. Rekha stood there with her thighs spread wide.

Chintu was before her on his knees. Alka sat next to him and fed her breasts to him. He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked it. He looked up at Rekha.

"Shall I bite her nipple?" asked Chintu.

"Poor Alka. Won't it hurt her if you bite her there?"

"Where?" asked Chintu.

Rekha did not answer.

"What about your nipples Bhabhi? Would it hurt your nipples if I bit them?" he asked looking at her nipples and repeating the words nipples.

"Any woman's nipples would hurt if you bite the nipples like a mad man. You should learn to love the nipples," she answered using the words nipples more than necessary.

"Like this Bhabhi?" Chintu asked taking Alka's nipples in his mouth.

He gently sucked them and then released it. He put his lips on Alka's nipples and bit them with his lips.

He then licked the thumb sized nipple and asked Rekha, "Is it the right way to love it?"

"Ask her. You are sucking her nipples. Not my nipples," she said.

Chintu immediately looked at her nipples. Rekha followed his gaze and looked at her nipples which poked prominently at the blouse.

"Bhabhi do you and Bhaiya talk dirty when you do it?" asked Chintu.

"We don't talk dirty? You don't know Alka's brother. But Alka does," Rekha said.

"What do you do when you want him to take your nipple in his mouth and suck?" asked Chintu.

"I just bring my nipple near his mouth and he knows what I want."

"And he just takes it and starts sucking your nipple?" asked Chintu.

"Yes. He starts sucking my nipple," replied Rekha using the word nipples again.

Chintu looked up at Rekha's breasts and at her nipples. He kept looking at the nipples poking through her blouse as if visualizing her husband sucking her nipples.

He asked her, "Does it always get hard when you are excited?" he asked pointing to her hard nipples.

"What a stupid question?" Rekha answered. Then she added softly in a whisper almost inaudible, "Don't you get hard there when you are excited?"

"How excited are you now Bhabhi?" Chintu asked her.

Alka, who was getting her nipples sucked when Chintu was not talking to Rekha said, "I told you Bhabhi that he always walks around with a hardon. I bet even now it is trying to break free from his undie. What says you Chintu?"

"It is soft" smiled Chintu.

"I don't believe you at all," she said and felt his crotch over his pants.

"It is hard as a rock; like a lead pipe," she said as she smiled at him.

She fondled his cock. She used her other hand to grab one of her breasts. Her thumb was in the inner side of her left breast and he held the outer side of her breast with her four other fingers.

"Do you want fresh milk? You can't get milk fresher than this?" she said and pressed her breast.

The breast became distended by the pressure and the nipple became stretched out. Chintu opened his mouth as wide as he could and took as much flesh as he could in his mouth.

"Greedy bastard," Rekha tapped him on the back of his head.

Rekha stood watching them as he tried to grab as much as he could take of Alka's breasts and as she fondled his cock.

Rekha wished that Alka would take his cock out and shag him out or even suck him. Chintu's hands increased the pressure on Rekha's thighs. He kneaded it and slowly raised his hands even higher. He was just a couple of inches below the vee of her thighs.

He hesitated for a moment and took his mouth off Alka's breast and told Rekha, "Bhabhi tell me something."

Rekha looked at Chintu and Alka as he spoke. She was also kneeling besides him and held her breast in her palm. The entire breast was wet with his saliva. The nipple was hard and poking out in front. The breast was soon engulfed in his mouth.

"What do you want to ask?" asked Rekha.

He did not answer. He remained silent.

Rekha did not know why he was slow. She would have let him push her down to the floor and fuck her then and there had he wanted to. But in some ways this slow and steady game was also equally or even more exciting.

"Why doesn't he shift from my thighs and not feel my ass?" Rekha wondered.

Chintu was kneading her thigh.

She squirmed and whispered, "I told you I am ticklish in my thighs," she whispered to him.

"Shall I touch you where you are not ticklish?"

"How do you know where I am not ticklish?" Rekha asked him giving him a mischievous look.

"I will find out by touching you all over," he said looking at the front of her panties.

"You do it with your girlfriend or with Alka. I am neither your girlfriend nor your dance partner. Leave me alone."

"What if I don't leave you alone?"

"You said sometime back that you wanted to ask me something. What did you want to ask me?"

"Will you tell me?" asked Chintu.

"I will try," Rekha said.

"I was wondering if you are smooth here," he said pushing his chin at the direction of her crotch.

"You are holding me by my legs. You should know if I am smooth."

"I didn't ask about your thighs."

"Then?"

"Shall I tell you?"

"If you don't tell me then how would I know?"

"Are you smooth beneath the panty?"

"You can't ask me a question like that," Rekha hit him on his head.

"I just asked you all the same. So you tell me."

"Do you go around asking all the women if they are smooth under their panties?"

"No I just ask the women who I am sexually attracted to. Tell me Bhabhi please," he pleaded with her.

He had by now shifted his hand to her ass and had hiked her skirt also up to her ass in the back. Till now she had not raised any objection. His hands were soon on her ass. Now he could let his arm roam free all over her ass. He looked up at her face as he cupped her ass in his palms.

"Tell me Bhabhi," he asked moving his hands closer to her ass crack.

"Tell you what?" she asked.

He pushed his fingers inside the back of her panties. He searched her face for any trace of any resistance. There was none. There was only trace of defiance in her face and a lot of mischief. He had earlier pushed the back of the panties in the valley between her ass cheeks. He pushed his middle finger below the back of her panties causing it to come out from the cheek. It felt so exciting and naughty to let a guy pull the back of the panties which was buried between the two globes of her ass and God knows what he had in his mind now. He was busy sucking Alka's breasts and specifically the nipple as Rekha and he indulged in the meaningless exchange.

"Tell you what?" she asked again.

"Tell me if it is smooth under the panty?" he asked looking at the front of her panty.

His fingers moved even inside and his two middle fingers made contact. He pushed his hands even inside the panties. He slowly linked his fingers. He could well feel her ass crack of Rekha's ass. Alka fed her breast to him and had resumed fondling his cock.

"Won't it get fractured inside?" asked Alka as she measured the cock with her fingers.

"It may soon get fractured," he said sucking her breast.

He looked at Rekha and nodded at her trying to elicit an answer.

"Shall I tell you?" Rekha asked.

"Yes," said Chintu.

"It feels like a frog's head, all rough and hard and scaly,"

Rekha smiled. "Enough or you want me to tell you more?"

"It doesn't look like that at all," Chintu said looking at the front of the panties.

By now Alka seemed to have got bored. She pulled her breasts from his mouth and moved to behind him. She hugged him and put her hands inside his front. She did not wait like him. Her hands disappeared inside and soon they were moving all over.

Chintu involuntarily pushed his crotch up trying to fuck Alka's hands as she fondled his cock inside his trousers.

"It doesn't look like there is a frog inside your panty Bhabhi."

He was looking at the bulge in front of Rekha's panty. "Won't the cat eat the frog Bhabhi?" he asked.

"I didn't understand," said Rekha.

"A cat is also called pussy," Chintu said smiling. "If you put a frog near your pussy won't your pussy swallow the frog?"

"Yuck. It sounds so weird," Rekha's face contorted at the thought of a frog inside her pussy.

"It feels so naughty when I let a guy admire the bulge of my cunt and that too by a guy much younger than me and also to be discussing about it," she thought. She looked at the wall clock. "There is still plenty of time," she concluded.

He kept pulling and playing with his hands under her panty in the rear. Chintu pulled the panty taut making it tight over pubis highlighting her camel toe. He released the panty and again pulled it taut making the bulge of the pubis seem prominent.

"You like playing with women's undergarments I see," Rekha said looking at her panty.

"Which guy wouldn't like to play with them if sexy girls like you and Alka are wearing it? But I am trying to make the frog crock or your pussy mew," he said as he continued to play with her panties.

"Very funny," she said.

"Bhabhi you told Alka something."

"What?"

"You said sometime back that is smooth here," he pointed to her bulge.

"Hmmmmm."

"Is it as smooth as here?" he said running his finger roam over her thigh just below the hem of her panty. His finger was just an inch from the cunt.

"I never compared it with any other place," Rekha whispered softly.

"This place is just an inch from there. It surely can't be very different can it?" he asked feeling the smooth texture of her skin at her upper thigh.

"If you know the answer then why do you ask? To tell you the truth, I never have examined it like that. Chintu you are beginning to embarrass me with your questions. It is odd when you call it as pussy."

"If I call it as cunt then you will yell at me won't you?"

"I won't yell at you but it sounds so crude and vulgar when you call it by that word."

"I don't want to call it as vagina because that makes me sound like I am a doctor."

"Yes, it does. But why should you discuss about my pussy at all? You don't discuss with women issues like if their pussy is smooth or is her pussy as smooth as the thigh. A woman's pussy is not an issue to be discussed," she said repeating he word pussy many times.

As they talked, he kept looking at the way the bulge of her crotch change shape as he pulled the panty tight over her pubis.

"Then what should guys do with a woman's pussy?"

"Just leave it alone," said Rekha pushing his head away from the front of her panty.

"I can't resist the pull of your pussy. It is attracting me like there is a magnet attached to your pussy."

"There is no magnet there inside my panty. Do you mean to say that it is made of iron?"

"How would I know? You never showed me your pussy. Shall I feel it or look at it?" he asked looking up at her.

Rekha hit the back of his head. Chintu pretended have lost his balance and stumble on her. He managed to kiss her thighs.

His lips felt her thighs. It felt warm. He kissed her thigh just below the front of the panty may be an inch or two below her cunt. It was ages since Rekha had been kissed there leave alone the cunt. Chintu held her by her bare ass which he kept squeezing very now and then.

"Why don't you hit me again Bhabhi?"

"Why?"

"Because then I can kiss your thighs again."

"You talk as if you need an excuse to do whatever you are doing today?" Rekha said.

"Alka be careful. Don't make me cum yet," he said looking at Alka's hands which had become busy fondling his cock inside her trousers. She had her fingers around his cock inside her undies and was moving her fist up and down.

"As if I don't know about you. You take a long time to cum," Alka said.

"How do you know that he takes a lot of time to cum?" Rekha asked Alka.

"He told me that his girlfriend complains that he doesn't cum fast. She complains that it is difficult to suck him off in the garage. Don't you remember?"

Rekha remembered what he had said earlier about his girlfriend having to suck his cock for a very long time.

"Your girlfriend must have strong jaws if she can do it so long. Tell me how long does she have to do it?"

"Do what Bhabhi?"

Rekha realized that he wanted to hear her talk dirty.

"How long does she have to suck you before she makes you cum?"

"It depends on my mood. Suppose I am very horny then I cum a bit early. Sometimes she just stops sucking it and alternates between a hand job and sucking it. At times she pulls my foreskin back and just licks the knob as she rests and then after some time she resumes sucking it. But most often she just complains that I have no nervous system on my cock."

That was the first time he had used the word cock. Rekha hoped that he would go on and describe how she sucks him.

"May be you should let Alka watch her sucking you. Alka can learn from watching her suck you off."

"Why don't you teach Alka how to suck Bhabhi?"

Suddenly he realized that may be he was a bit hasty in having asked her that.

"I didn't mean that you have to show her how to do it by doing it. What I meant was that you can tell her how to do it and Alka can practice on me. What do you say Bhabhi?"

"You ask her. It is your cock and her mouth and jaw."

"Bhabhi why does Bhaiyya not like to be sucked?"

"You will have to ask him. Not me."

"He doesn't know what he is missing, does he? Just look at those lush full lips," he pointed to Rekha's lips.

"Shut up Chintu."

Suddenly she felt very horny. She knew that it was only a matter of time before she let Chintu fuck her. When Motu is better and comes here, he would also fuck her, she knew. She also suddenly realized that she had been monopolizing Chintu for the whole evening. Chintu's visits here depended entirely on Alka. Although she kept insisting that Rekha and Chintu continue, it is not fair to have him all the time for her.

"I will have him for some more time and then get them to do something," she thought.

By now Chintu had become bold. His hands were on her bare ass. He slowly started running his fingers in her ass crack. It had been ages since anyone had felt her there. What she liked best was to have someone stand behind her as she knelt on her hands and knees on the bed and have the guy lick her from her clit all the way to her ass hole. She had got one of her domestic servants to do that during the college days. The guy would lick her till she had multiple orgasms and then finish him off by giving him a hand job. The young guy soon developed a fetish for that and would spend a lot of time driving her crazy with his tongue dancing all over her ass hole and clit as he kneaded her breast.

Chintu carefully looked at her face as he dug deeper into her ass crack. The spot was moist with sweat. He could feel the moisture between the two big globes of her ass. He felt an urge to look at them. Would she allow him to admire her ass?

Or should he concentrate on her breasts which had escaped his onslaught till then? His right index finger went inside her ass crack.

Chintu whispered something to Alka. Rekha did not protest this time. She waited expectedly for Alka to do something naughty. Alka got up and tucked Rekha's skirt in her waist.

The skirt was like a rope made of cloth which was tied around her waist. Her thighs shone in the tube light.

"Don't do it," Rekha protested mildly trying to pull the skirt down which had by now been tucked in by Alka.

Chintu got up and held her in arms saying, "Come on Bhabhi. Don't be a spoilsport. I am not removing the skirt, at least not yet"

After Alka had tucked her inner skirt in Rekha's waist he got up, went behind her and hugged her from behind. He put his arms around her from under her arms. He wound his arms around her and hugged her around her tummy. He raised his hands slowly till it rested on her breasts. He was hesitant at first. Then he let it rest on her breasts. He felt her hard nipple through the thin blouse. He did not keep his hands on her nipples. He felt the firm yet soft flesh of her breasts. He cupped her breasts from below as if he was feeling their weight in his hands.

"Shall we sit Bhabhi?"

"I didn't know that you could sit down and dance too?"

"If we sit down I can show you how to dance sitting."

"I don't believe you but I am sitting because my legs ache. You made me stand for a long time. You really are a bad boy."

"Shall I massage your legs Bhabhi? I do it very well, trust me."

"I don't trust you anymore. You were supposed to teach me dancing and now look at you telling me that you want to massage my legs."

"Bhabhi your legs look like Sania Mirza's legs; firm and no wrinkles in the thighs."

He put one of his hands on her thighs in the front and touched her thighs just below the joint of both the legs and ran his hands up and down. Then he brought his palm all the way to the back cupping her left ass. All the while he kept his other hand on her breast. Rekha felt the waves of pleasure travelling all the way from her breasts to the ass both of which he was feeling now. She was certain that her panty was wet. It was humanly impossible to control the flow. She did not care now if he could see her wetness.

"Shall we sit down Bhabhi? Let me massage you."

"No", she said feebly. Chintu knew that it meant yes.

He pulled her to the chair. He sat down and tried to make Rekha sit on his lap.

"I am not a small child," Rekha protested.

The skirt had already been tucked around the waist by Alka. Her ass was bare and the panty was dangerously low and they could see her pelvic bone on both sides. The rear of the panty had gone deep inside her ass cheeks.

He looked at Rekha's ass from as close as a foot. He was seated and she was standing before him with his face inches from her bare ass. The panty was pushed inside her ass crack.

Rekha knew that he was admiring her ass and specifically the crack between the ass cheeks. Rekha knew that her ass was flawless. Her ass looked like it belonged to someone aged 17 years. It was not vulgarly big. They were like two domes fitted together onto her body. Because the ass cheeks had never been exposed to sunlight at all, they were of a pale yellowish colour with a tinge of pink, a shade lighter than the rest of her body.

There was no mole or a blemish on both the ass cheeks. One fold separated the ass from the thigh. He pulled the panty aide exposing the crack of her ass. Suddenly Rekha felt a sense of shame overcoming her. It was odd to be examined like that.

Till now he had been admiring her but now he was inspecting her ass crack. No one had ever done these things to her. Even in the height of her sexual escapades no one had done anything as kinky as this. The anxiety and curiosity of Chintu was surprising. Her cunt was flowing endlessly and she had given up trying to hide it from them.

Her ass cheeks were ample and it made the valley seem even deeper. There were a couple of folds on her waist and that added a beauty to her narrow waist which flared a lot. People kept staring at her waist and hips when she wore her sari low or if she wore a figure hugging outfits like a tight salwar kameez.

Alka had been looking at both of them awe struck. It was like she was seeing a soft-core blue movie which was becoming a hardcore one. She knew that if her Bhabhi joins their fun all the way she would not have to beg Rekha for doing something in future. Rekha's sexuality which had remained dormant till a few days earlier had been woken up. Alka did not mind Rekha monopolizing Chintu.

After today their relationship would never be the same again. Rekha would never again object to her sexual episodes on moral grounds. She did not have anyone else in mind but it was like getting a passport to unbridled behaviour. Rekha would also join her as she had joined her in enjoying Chintu. Rekha did not socially interact with males whom she could seduce. She would have to depend on Alka for a supply of males if ever she wanted to taste a male.

Alka signalled to Chintu to wait. His arms crept under her arms and wound around Rekha's torso and came to rest on her breasts. He was hesitant at first but finding no resistance he became bolder. He cupped her breasts feeling the weight of each breast in his palm.