12-01-2019, 11:47 AM
Volume 02
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Chapter 12
Chintu had left in a hurry. He waited till the two of them also dressed and immediately left. The two women did not discuss about what had happened for some time. Alka was the first one to break the silence.
"Bhabhi I hope you don't regret what happened. I got carried away. This has never happened before. I hope you don't mind," she said.
"Don't be stupid. Do you think I would have let it happen if I didn't like it happening? It is better that you do these things here under my supervision rather than somewhere else. I am also glad that it is with Chintu rather than someone else."
"And Motu also," Alka added.
"I wonder what happened to him," Rekha asked her. "Do you have any idea?"
"Yes, he rang up yesterday saying that he would be coming tomorrow."
"Alka you should change now. It’s time for your brother to come. I don't want him to see you the way you are now. Your lips are bruised and dark pink. I hope he doesn't find out," Rekha said examining Alka's face.
"Does he kiss you like Chintu did today Bhabhi?"
"To tell you the truth he is quiet boring when it comes to sex. He lacks imagination and is not very understanding about what I need. But he is a very kind hearted man."
"I know him from much before you Bhabhi. I know he is a good guy. But it must be very boring in the sex department for you."
"Boring is an understatement. It is dry. But to tell you the truth Alka, I have never cheated on him. Partly the reason is that he is a good guy and cheating him never crossed my mind."
"Then how did you change your mind today Bhabhi?"
"You literally thrust Chintu and Motu on me for the past few days. You awakened the sleeping devil in me. I hope you don't suddenly repent what you did and ask me to forgive you and tell me that this kind of things will not happen again."
"I won't Bhabhi. Rest assured about that. Will you have let Chintu fuck you today Bhabhi?"
"I can’t say. These things happen without our planning to do them. I may have or I may not have let him do it."
"Is he fuckable Bhabhi?"
"You know the answer," Rekha smiled at her.
"Bhabhi, there is another thing."
"Is it about what we did?"
"Yes," Alka seemed to be guilty.
"I liked what happened today without any exceptions. If you did not like it or feel that we should not have done it then I am sorry. I don't want to lie to you that I did not like it.”
"That's what I also feel Bhabhi. I was hoping that you won't think otherwise."
"I am not normally a lesbian Alka. I have never done it before with another woman. But I can't take the initiative. If it happens and you and me are in the mood then let it happen. We will try it. Is it okay?
"Thanks Bhabhi. I am Lucky that you are my Bhabhi" Alka said and stretched her arms and Rekha responded by hugging her. Alka kissed her as they had done earlier and wanted to take her elder sister in law's lips in her lips.
"Alka, I told you about how your lips look. We must be very careful. If we get caught then it's the end of my marriage. I stopped kissing you now because of the state your face is in now. It is flushed and red. Give yourself a break for some time. Listen to me and be careful and we will enjoy our life beautifully. If you and I join hands then no one will suspect us. One more thing I want you to keep in mind. I still continue to love your brother. My sex life is different but my attitude to him is different. Do you understand?"
"Had he been good in sex would you have still done what we did in the past few days?"
"May be I would still have done it. A woman can never have enough sex. Women are by nature polygamous. They want to fuck every handsome man they meet. Lots of women will not accept it even to themselves and the rest may confide to their close friends or sisters who they know will not break their trust. I am not an angel. I have had my days. When you brought Chintu and Motu the first thought that came to my mind as that they are both so fuckable."
"Bhabhi, even I think like that most of the time. When I look at a guy who I fancy, the first thought is how would his cock look like. Sometimes I know that he is looking at my boobs. Just let him and I turn and show my ass knowing that he would admire them. I always thought that I was odd and never confided to anyone else, not even my close friends because I was afraid."
The next day Alka left for the college as usual.
After an hour Alka called on her mobile and said, "Bhabhi I am on the way home with Motu. Chintu has not yet called. I told Motu that if I call home and ask for permission you won't allow. So he doesn't know that you know we are coming home. Chintu has not obviously called him also. So pretend that you are surprised when we both come there. And Bhabhi can I ask you to something more?"
"What do you want me to do? your requests are becoming more and more brazen."
"No you don't have to be worried. Since he doesn't know that we are coming home, you can be dressed sexily or even semi nude like you are going to have a bath."
"If I open the door for you dressed semi nude and act surprised, then he would think that I open the door like that for the milkman and news paperboy also."
"You have a point. Then what shall we do?" Alka did not sound cheerful.
"Okay. Before you come you can call me twice on the phone. Keep my number as last called and keep calling me and disconnecting as you both walk. He won't even know that you are calling me. I will know that you both are on the way."
"What will you do?" Alka asked.
"You do as I tell you. Don't forget. And don't let him know that you are calling me okay?"
"I will keep playing with the keys on the way home. He won't know. Bye Bhabhi he is coming now."
They would be here soon. Yesterday the fun was just about to start when he got the call. She had been very wet when he left. She had never been so horny all her life. The mere thought of having someone see her do all those things and feel them both do it was too much for her. Chintu had also never cared to think if something was dirty. She loved the way he fingered her ass crack. She loved the way he kissed and then licked her armpit and all over her face.
Motu on the other hand was very reserved and shy. He was equally handsome and young. Would he also be as open or as dirty as Chintu was? She will have to find out and bring him around. They were young and willing to do her bidding as she liked.
She decided to dress in a white thin blouse and sari without a bra or even an inner skirt. She can always say that she was getting ready for her bath and that she did not expect them to come home at this time.
She ran through her wardrobe and selected a thin gossamer white blouse she then selected a very thin light coloured cotton sari. The sari was like muslin and had some light designs. If she wound it around her body without any skirt, the structure of her thighs would be visible. The sari was starched and ironed. She quickly removed her dress and put the blouse on and wound the sari around her without any other inner garments. She examined herself in the mirror. The result was even more than what she had expected. She could see her outer thighs. The vee of her thighs was not so visible because the folds fell there. She turned around and saw her ass. She pulled the sari tight over her ass. She could even see the crack of her ass silhouetted and so also the shape of the twin globes. Satisfied with the effect of her sari, she looked at her torso. Even the shade of her breasts could be seen through the blouse. She pushed the pallu aside. She could see her nipples through the fabric.
She ran her fingers on both the nipples. She became quickly excited and they became hard and stood out. They poked at the cloth like twin buttons. The events of the day would any way be exciting she hoped. The more excited she was the harder they became and the more prominent they stood out. She was more than satisfied with the results.
She went to the bathroom and made her hands wet. Then she ran them over her breasts. The result was electrifying. The fabric stuck to her skin like a second skin. It looked like the blouse had nearly vanished. She became more daring. She removed the sari and the blouse and crumpled them. Then she dipped it inside the bucket of water. She wrung them both dry. She walked out of the bathroom and spread the wet sari on the bed to dry. She turned the fan on. She hoped that Alka would take some more time arriving here she wanted the sari to retain some of the moisture so that it was nearly transparent and also became heavy and fell on her body. She waited for some time feeling the sari with her hands. Once satisfied, she put the fan off. She put on the blouse and wound the sari around her like she normally does but much below the normal place where she wears the sari normally.
She could see through the sari. When she pushed the sari aside, she could nearly see as if the blouse was painted on her breasts. The nipples were hard and even more visible because she was now starting to feel horny. She turned and looked at her ass. They looked as if two footballs had been stuck to her body. She pressed the sari inside the ass cheeks. She moved a few steps and looked again. The sari was stuck to her ass as the blouse was stuck to her breasts. She smoothed out the wrinkles. The sari stuck to her thighs accentuating the shape of her plump thighs.
She practiced bending down and seeing how much of her breasts and cleavage he could see. Then she bent down and saw the way the sari became tight on her ass. She could clearly see the ass crack through the thin sari. She was ready for the action and display that would precede it. She remembered to push the sari back into the valley between her ass cheeks. Her navel was deep. She pushed the sari down as much as she could without making it look like she was deliberately doing it or that she had planned it before hand.
Rekha suddenly became restless and eager for the two youngsters' arrival. It was going to be different with Alka today. She no longer had any secrets from Alka. They were co-conspirators and could make their next moves like Alka and Chintu had done yesterday.
The phone rang once and stopped. It continued to ring intermittently and stopped immediately. She smoothed out the sari over her body, pushed it between her ass cheeks. The doorbell rang. She peeped out through the peephole. The two of them were waiting outside. Motu stood a few steps behind Alka.
"Come later," she said loudly as if telling the servants or the watchman.
The bell rang again. When she did not respond, the phone also rang. This time the phone did not stop. She went and picked up the phone.
"Bhabhi it’s me," Alka spoke softly. "Open the door."
"I am just about to start having my bath. Why don't you wait in Pooja's house? I will just take five minutes," Rekha said in the phone. .
"I can't go anywhere. I can’t wait here also Bhabhi. You come and open the door."
"I don't have any cloths on me now."
"Never mind Bhabhi. Come and open the door," Alka insisted.
"Wait. Let me put on something and come there." Rekha put the phone down and came to the door and waited, looking through the peephole for some time and then opened the door.
Feigning surprise, she said, "I didn't know that you also had come along. When I saw Motu standing there I went and dressed up like this."
"I wish I had asked Motu to hide somewhere till you opened the door. Then we would have been lucky to have caught you naked," she said looking at Rekha's semi nude body through the transparent or translucent dress.
Rekha opened the door letting them in. Alka had one look at her and she realized that her Bhabhi was more than prepared. Motu simply looked at Rekha silently in admiration.
"I was going for my bath when you rang the bell. Come on in soon. You can't wait there all day here," she said pulling Motu by his hand.
"May be we can help you have your bath. What do you say Motu? He has been dying to help his Bhabhi at home have a bath," Alka teased Motu.
"Is that so Motu?" Rekha asked him.
"She is teasing me Bhabhi."
"Liar. Didn't you tell me how you are dying to lay your hands on her and also how you stand outside her bathroom and shag listening to the sound of water running?"
"Do you have to sneak everything I tell you?" Motu asked her raising his hand menacingly.
"That's not fair Motu. You can’t expect me to answer your questions and keep your secrets with her alone," Rekha said. "Bhabhi today we want to practice and see ourselves in the mirror. Shall we go to the bedroom please Bhabhi?" Alka was pleading with her holding her by her chin.
"If you promise to behave properly only."
"We never misbehave," Alka protested.
"I know. The last time you came here Chintu was admiring your tee shirt. I don't know what Motu will want to admire? Your panties?"
"If given a chance he would want to admire your panty. The only difficulty is that you may not allow him to admire your panty."
"My soiled panties are in the bathroom if he wants he can go and admire it to his heart's content. What do you say Motu?" Rekha asked him teasing.
"Half the beauty is when the woman is wearing it. What is a bra but just a piece of cloth?" Motu spoke looking at her navel and the belly.
"He won't simply admire soiled panties Bhabhi. Do you know what he does with his Bhabhi's soiled panties?"
"What?" Rekha asked unable to hide her anxiety.
"He kisses it and sniffs it," Alka smiled.
"Really Motu?"
Motu just kept staring at Rekha's blouse.
Rekha's sari was way below the navel. If it gets pushed some more her pubic hair would be visible. Even the bulge of the pubis was visible.
"Do you admire your Bhabhi also like this Motu?" Rekha asked running her two thumbs inside her waistline of her sari directly below the navel and moving it to her side as if removing all the wrinkles from the way the sari was tied. In the process she had managed to push it even down. Her hip bones on both the hips could now be seen.
Rekha sat down on the sofa and asked them, "Why don't you both sit down?"
Alka winked at Rekha and said, "Why don't you give us something to drink Bhabhi?"
Rekha went to the fridge and looked inside. She could see in them reflected in the glass of the window opposite to her. She took her time arranging the contents of the fridge. She remembered how she had seen her reflection showing her ass as if she was bare. She looked at Alka pointing to her ass to Motu in the reflection of the glass window. Alka pointed out her ass to Motu who was openly staring at it. Alka said something to Motu and she patted Motu's crotch. He instantly pushed it away pointing to Rekha. Alka patted it again and giggled softly. Again he pushed her hand away.
"I have told you so many times to arrange the fridge and you never listen to me," Rekha said bending forward and looking inside the fridge.
"I am sorry Bhabhi," Alka said as she pulled Motu toward where Rekha was standing. She dragged him by his hand and whispered something in his ears. They came and stood just behind Rekha.
"I will do it later Bhabhi. Now let us go and practice dancing."
"I will let you practice only if you help me do it right away," Rekha said.
Alka opened the fridge door wide and stood next to her. They both were bending down to arrange the contents of the bottom shelf. Motu had an eyeful of Rekha's ass from close quarters. Rekha and Alka kept arranging and rearranging the contents again and again. This lasted a few minutes.
"Shall we go in Bhabhi?" Alka asked her after they had arranged the contents.
"Okay," Rekha walked to the bedroom followed by Alka and Motu
Rekha's ass swayed more than when she walks normally. Alka patted on the bed and said, "Motu you wait here while I bring the CD player here."
Rekha lay on the bed and sighed saying, "I feel so tired."
She stretched out on the bed face down and put her hands out.
"Are you ill or something Bhabhi?" Motu asked her.
"No its nothing."
It was two single cots joined together. Motu sat on one bed at the head of the other bed where the pillows lay while Rekha was on the other bed occupying it fully. Soon Alka entered carrying the CD player. She had changed into a short armless vest which was cut away level with the bottom of her boob level. The vest was a loose fitting one. She had obviously got rid of her bra. She wore a skirt which she had stopped wearing a year back.
She guessed that Alka had cut the vest last night because if she had done that earlier she would have worn it that day when Chintu was here. The lower part of her breasts was peeking from below the vest when she raised her arms to adjust her hair. She kept tying the rubber band around her hair. Motu saw a stubble beginning to sprout in the armpit. It was just a dark patch of shade where the hair grew. Motu found it much better than a smooth and clean shaven arm pit.
"What do you both want to do today?" Rekha asked without lifting her head.
"What do you think we want to do Bhabhi? Did you think we want to do what you and Bhaiya do here every day? I am sorry every night?"
"How can you talk to me like that?" Rekha asked her pretending to be angry.
"What did I mean? Whenever I have seen both of you here I have only seen you talking endlessly. What else do you do here? If there is something else I would not know," Alka smiled mischievously.
"Very smart of you Alka," Rekha said. "What do you want to do? I mean what do you want to practice today?"
"The dance master showed us some positions sometime back. We did not have time to practice that. Of course he showed the positions alone and pretending that there is a partner."
"So what are you waiting for?" she asked Alka.
"Let us rest for some time and then we will resume later. In all the excitement we forgot to take the cokes. Let me go and get them."
"I don't want any. You both have it."
Alka went to get the cokes.
"Motu, tell me about your Bhabhi," Rekha said looking at Motu partially raising her torso.
"What do you want to know Bhabhi?"
"Tell me everything about her like her age, how she looks and how sexy she is. You know what you like about her and stuff like that."
Alka came back with the cokes. She had obviously been overhearing the conversation.
"Motu tell her everything you told me about your Bhabhi," Alka told him.
"Start with her breasts," Rekha suggested.
"They are big," Motu said shyly.
"Bigger than Bhabhi's?" Alka asked him looking at Rekha's breasts which were barely covered by the thin fabric.
"Somewhat bigger," he said fixing his glance at Rekha's breasts.
Rekha 's breasts looked as if she had rubbed a lot of talcum powder on them. The thin fabric stuck to the ample flesh of her breasts like a second skin. Unlike the other day when she had pulled her pallu over her blouse when she realized that her breasts was visible, she made no effort to cover them even when she knew that Motu was staring at them. Rekha's nipples were prominently poking against the cloth and even the aureoles of her breasts were clearly on display. Motu hesitated at first then stared at them as if defying her.
"Is your Bhabhi fat?" Rekha asked him looking at his eyes.
"No. Just on the plump side."
Alka came and sat opposite Motu. She was wearing a skirt which came hardly to her knees. She sat with her knees folded. The skirt hung from her thighs and the lower part of her thighs were bare right up to her white panties.
Aka knew that the action would start any time now and she could hardly wait.
She had also changed her panties when she changed her dress, Rekha thought. What she was wearing was a very scanty panty which barely covered her cunt. She could even see the flat spot between her thighs. Alka's thighs were smooth and the lower part of the thighs was shining in the tube light. They were very fair and plump. Rekha could see Alka's thighs all the way to her buttocks. If she could see them, so could Motu, Rekha thought. The thighs were perfect. They were nearly as narrow as her knees just below the knee and became wide and was very wide and nearly fat near her ass cheeks. But the flesh did not show any sign of any sag at all. Probably because she walked a lot, the flesh was firm.
"Have you seen your Bhabhi naked?" Rekha asked him turning her face towards Alka and looking at Alka's thighs and again looking at Motu.
She again looked at Alka's thighs. He followed her gaze to Alka's thighs.
"Yes. Many times when she is changing."
"I am sure you have peeped inside their bedroom when they are alone Motu?"
He remained silent.
"Tell me. I won't sneak to her even if I meet her," Rekha said unable to hide her anxiety.
"We are a large family Bhabhi. So I don't get a lot of occasions. But sometimes when we are alone and there is no one else I have peeped inside," Motu said without taking his eyes off Rekha's cleavage which was directly in front of him. Rekha lay on the bed on her tummy and she raised herself on her elbow as she spoke to Motu. He was looking alternatively at Alka's thighs and Rekha's ample cleavage. Alka started moving her legs wide and closing them. When Rekha saw his gaze fixed on Alka she turned and again looked at Alka. As and when Alka opened her thighs, her panty was fully exposed. It was just a triangular piece of cloth. Motu could not see any cloth on the side of the panties. The skirt came to just over her knees and that's why it did not slide down her thighs.
Alka started again fixing her hair. For some unknown reason Motu was completely captivated by the sight of her bare armpits which had a dark shade there because of the stubble of hair there. The opening for the arms was very wide and in the position of the raised arms showed a lot of bulge of her breasts from the side. The lower hem of the vest which had been cut had risen as she lifted her arms to fix her hair. Motu saw the lower part of both her breasts as she fixed her hair. The excitement of looking at the lower half of any woman's breasts was much more than what you get looking at the upper half or the cleavage. Alka's breasts were full and well rounded.
All of them remained silent as Motu watched Alka's thighs, breasts and the panty. Alka took her own time to securely tie her hair in a pigtail. Alka smiled at Motu knowing that he was looking at her all over. What does he like best of all, my breasts, thighs or the armpit, Alka wondered. Their absolute silence obviously embarrassed Rekha.
"Is your Bhabhi usually very horny Motu?" Rekha asked him.
"How? From what I have seen of her, she loves sex."
"Every woman without any exception loves sex. But what I meant is does she actively participate in sex?"
"Yes Bhabhi," Motu replied shifting his gaze back to Rekha looking at her nipples which he could see through her thin blouse. She rested on her forearm as she lay on the bed which made her torso open to Motu's gaze..
"She rides him?"
"You mean does she get on top and do it?"
"Yes. I have seen her doing it."
"Bhabhi, you can quiz Motu about his Bhabhi's sexual habits and her favourite positions later after we spend some time practicing our own positions which the dance master taught us," Alka seemed impatient.
"Don't make it appear as if you are practicing some sex positions," Rekha said looking back at Alka.
"You know that I won't have sex at all till I get married. So the question of my practicing sex positions doesn't arise at all Bhabhi," Alka said.
"How sad?" Motu said smiling at Alka. "You don't have to guard your virginity till you get married. Your husband will never know that you have had sex. Ask Rekha Bhabhi. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked her.
"If someone wants to abstain from sex then you have to respect her view. But coming to Motu's question about the husband knowing if you have had sex, that can be taken care of. Many girls lose their hymen when they play or even when they don't do anything. There are many ways to indulge in sex and still be a virgin technically.
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Chapter 12
Chintu had left in a hurry. He waited till the two of them also dressed and immediately left. The two women did not discuss about what had happened for some time. Alka was the first one to break the silence.
"Bhabhi I hope you don't regret what happened. I got carried away. This has never happened before. I hope you don't mind," she said.
"Don't be stupid. Do you think I would have let it happen if I didn't like it happening? It is better that you do these things here under my supervision rather than somewhere else. I am also glad that it is with Chintu rather than someone else."
"And Motu also," Alka added.
"I wonder what happened to him," Rekha asked her. "Do you have any idea?"
"Yes, he rang up yesterday saying that he would be coming tomorrow."
"Alka you should change now. It’s time for your brother to come. I don't want him to see you the way you are now. Your lips are bruised and dark pink. I hope he doesn't find out," Rekha said examining Alka's face.
"Does he kiss you like Chintu did today Bhabhi?"
"To tell you the truth he is quiet boring when it comes to sex. He lacks imagination and is not very understanding about what I need. But he is a very kind hearted man."
"I know him from much before you Bhabhi. I know he is a good guy. But it must be very boring in the sex department for you."
"Boring is an understatement. It is dry. But to tell you the truth Alka, I have never cheated on him. Partly the reason is that he is a good guy and cheating him never crossed my mind."
"Then how did you change your mind today Bhabhi?"
"You literally thrust Chintu and Motu on me for the past few days. You awakened the sleeping devil in me. I hope you don't suddenly repent what you did and ask me to forgive you and tell me that this kind of things will not happen again."
"I won't Bhabhi. Rest assured about that. Will you have let Chintu fuck you today Bhabhi?"
"I can’t say. These things happen without our planning to do them. I may have or I may not have let him do it."
"Is he fuckable Bhabhi?"
"You know the answer," Rekha smiled at her.
"Bhabhi, there is another thing."
"Is it about what we did?"
"Yes," Alka seemed to be guilty.
"I liked what happened today without any exceptions. If you did not like it or feel that we should not have done it then I am sorry. I don't want to lie to you that I did not like it.”
"That's what I also feel Bhabhi. I was hoping that you won't think otherwise."
"I am not normally a lesbian Alka. I have never done it before with another woman. But I can't take the initiative. If it happens and you and me are in the mood then let it happen. We will try it. Is it okay?
"Thanks Bhabhi. I am Lucky that you are my Bhabhi" Alka said and stretched her arms and Rekha responded by hugging her. Alka kissed her as they had done earlier and wanted to take her elder sister in law's lips in her lips.
"Alka, I told you about how your lips look. We must be very careful. If we get caught then it's the end of my marriage. I stopped kissing you now because of the state your face is in now. It is flushed and red. Give yourself a break for some time. Listen to me and be careful and we will enjoy our life beautifully. If you and I join hands then no one will suspect us. One more thing I want you to keep in mind. I still continue to love your brother. My sex life is different but my attitude to him is different. Do you understand?"
"Had he been good in sex would you have still done what we did in the past few days?"
"May be I would still have done it. A woman can never have enough sex. Women are by nature polygamous. They want to fuck every handsome man they meet. Lots of women will not accept it even to themselves and the rest may confide to their close friends or sisters who they know will not break their trust. I am not an angel. I have had my days. When you brought Chintu and Motu the first thought that came to my mind as that they are both so fuckable."
"Bhabhi, even I think like that most of the time. When I look at a guy who I fancy, the first thought is how would his cock look like. Sometimes I know that he is looking at my boobs. Just let him and I turn and show my ass knowing that he would admire them. I always thought that I was odd and never confided to anyone else, not even my close friends because I was afraid."
The next day Alka left for the college as usual.
After an hour Alka called on her mobile and said, "Bhabhi I am on the way home with Motu. Chintu has not yet called. I told Motu that if I call home and ask for permission you won't allow. So he doesn't know that you know we are coming home. Chintu has not obviously called him also. So pretend that you are surprised when we both come there. And Bhabhi can I ask you to something more?"
"What do you want me to do? your requests are becoming more and more brazen."
"No you don't have to be worried. Since he doesn't know that we are coming home, you can be dressed sexily or even semi nude like you are going to have a bath."
"If I open the door for you dressed semi nude and act surprised, then he would think that I open the door like that for the milkman and news paperboy also."
"You have a point. Then what shall we do?" Alka did not sound cheerful.
"Okay. Before you come you can call me twice on the phone. Keep my number as last called and keep calling me and disconnecting as you both walk. He won't even know that you are calling me. I will know that you both are on the way."
"What will you do?" Alka asked.
"You do as I tell you. Don't forget. And don't let him know that you are calling me okay?"
"I will keep playing with the keys on the way home. He won't know. Bye Bhabhi he is coming now."
They would be here soon. Yesterday the fun was just about to start when he got the call. She had been very wet when he left. She had never been so horny all her life. The mere thought of having someone see her do all those things and feel them both do it was too much for her. Chintu had also never cared to think if something was dirty. She loved the way he fingered her ass crack. She loved the way he kissed and then licked her armpit and all over her face.
Motu on the other hand was very reserved and shy. He was equally handsome and young. Would he also be as open or as dirty as Chintu was? She will have to find out and bring him around. They were young and willing to do her bidding as she liked.
She decided to dress in a white thin blouse and sari without a bra or even an inner skirt. She can always say that she was getting ready for her bath and that she did not expect them to come home at this time.
She ran through her wardrobe and selected a thin gossamer white blouse she then selected a very thin light coloured cotton sari. The sari was like muslin and had some light designs. If she wound it around her body without any skirt, the structure of her thighs would be visible. The sari was starched and ironed. She quickly removed her dress and put the blouse on and wound the sari around her without any other inner garments. She examined herself in the mirror. The result was even more than what she had expected. She could see her outer thighs. The vee of her thighs was not so visible because the folds fell there. She turned around and saw her ass. She pulled the sari tight over her ass. She could even see the crack of her ass silhouetted and so also the shape of the twin globes. Satisfied with the effect of her sari, she looked at her torso. Even the shade of her breasts could be seen through the blouse. She pushed the pallu aside. She could see her nipples through the fabric.
She ran her fingers on both the nipples. She became quickly excited and they became hard and stood out. They poked at the cloth like twin buttons. The events of the day would any way be exciting she hoped. The more excited she was the harder they became and the more prominent they stood out. She was more than satisfied with the results.
She went to the bathroom and made her hands wet. Then she ran them over her breasts. The result was electrifying. The fabric stuck to her skin like a second skin. It looked like the blouse had nearly vanished. She became more daring. She removed the sari and the blouse and crumpled them. Then she dipped it inside the bucket of water. She wrung them both dry. She walked out of the bathroom and spread the wet sari on the bed to dry. She turned the fan on. She hoped that Alka would take some more time arriving here she wanted the sari to retain some of the moisture so that it was nearly transparent and also became heavy and fell on her body. She waited for some time feeling the sari with her hands. Once satisfied, she put the fan off. She put on the blouse and wound the sari around her like she normally does but much below the normal place where she wears the sari normally.
She could see through the sari. When she pushed the sari aside, she could nearly see as if the blouse was painted on her breasts. The nipples were hard and even more visible because she was now starting to feel horny. She turned and looked at her ass. They looked as if two footballs had been stuck to her body. She pressed the sari inside the ass cheeks. She moved a few steps and looked again. The sari was stuck to her ass as the blouse was stuck to her breasts. She smoothed out the wrinkles. The sari stuck to her thighs accentuating the shape of her plump thighs.
She practiced bending down and seeing how much of her breasts and cleavage he could see. Then she bent down and saw the way the sari became tight on her ass. She could clearly see the ass crack through the thin sari. She was ready for the action and display that would precede it. She remembered to push the sari back into the valley between her ass cheeks. Her navel was deep. She pushed the sari down as much as she could without making it look like she was deliberately doing it or that she had planned it before hand.
Rekha suddenly became restless and eager for the two youngsters' arrival. It was going to be different with Alka today. She no longer had any secrets from Alka. They were co-conspirators and could make their next moves like Alka and Chintu had done yesterday.
The phone rang once and stopped. It continued to ring intermittently and stopped immediately. She smoothed out the sari over her body, pushed it between her ass cheeks. The doorbell rang. She peeped out through the peephole. The two of them were waiting outside. Motu stood a few steps behind Alka.
"Come later," she said loudly as if telling the servants or the watchman.
The bell rang again. When she did not respond, the phone also rang. This time the phone did not stop. She went and picked up the phone.
"Bhabhi it’s me," Alka spoke softly. "Open the door."
"I am just about to start having my bath. Why don't you wait in Pooja's house? I will just take five minutes," Rekha said in the phone. .
"I can't go anywhere. I can’t wait here also Bhabhi. You come and open the door."
"I don't have any cloths on me now."
"Never mind Bhabhi. Come and open the door," Alka insisted.
"Wait. Let me put on something and come there." Rekha put the phone down and came to the door and waited, looking through the peephole for some time and then opened the door.
Feigning surprise, she said, "I didn't know that you also had come along. When I saw Motu standing there I went and dressed up like this."
"I wish I had asked Motu to hide somewhere till you opened the door. Then we would have been lucky to have caught you naked," she said looking at Rekha's semi nude body through the transparent or translucent dress.
Rekha opened the door letting them in. Alka had one look at her and she realized that her Bhabhi was more than prepared. Motu simply looked at Rekha silently in admiration.
"I was going for my bath when you rang the bell. Come on in soon. You can't wait there all day here," she said pulling Motu by his hand.
"May be we can help you have your bath. What do you say Motu? He has been dying to help his Bhabhi at home have a bath," Alka teased Motu.
"Is that so Motu?" Rekha asked him.
"She is teasing me Bhabhi."
"Liar. Didn't you tell me how you are dying to lay your hands on her and also how you stand outside her bathroom and shag listening to the sound of water running?"
"Do you have to sneak everything I tell you?" Motu asked her raising his hand menacingly.
"That's not fair Motu. You can’t expect me to answer your questions and keep your secrets with her alone," Rekha said. "Bhabhi today we want to practice and see ourselves in the mirror. Shall we go to the bedroom please Bhabhi?" Alka was pleading with her holding her by her chin.
"If you promise to behave properly only."
"We never misbehave," Alka protested.
"I know. The last time you came here Chintu was admiring your tee shirt. I don't know what Motu will want to admire? Your panties?"
"If given a chance he would want to admire your panty. The only difficulty is that you may not allow him to admire your panty."
"My soiled panties are in the bathroom if he wants he can go and admire it to his heart's content. What do you say Motu?" Rekha asked him teasing.
"Half the beauty is when the woman is wearing it. What is a bra but just a piece of cloth?" Motu spoke looking at her navel and the belly.
"He won't simply admire soiled panties Bhabhi. Do you know what he does with his Bhabhi's soiled panties?"
"What?" Rekha asked unable to hide her anxiety.
"He kisses it and sniffs it," Alka smiled.
"Really Motu?"
Motu just kept staring at Rekha's blouse.
Rekha's sari was way below the navel. If it gets pushed some more her pubic hair would be visible. Even the bulge of the pubis was visible.
"Do you admire your Bhabhi also like this Motu?" Rekha asked running her two thumbs inside her waistline of her sari directly below the navel and moving it to her side as if removing all the wrinkles from the way the sari was tied. In the process she had managed to push it even down. Her hip bones on both the hips could now be seen.
Rekha sat down on the sofa and asked them, "Why don't you both sit down?"
Alka winked at Rekha and said, "Why don't you give us something to drink Bhabhi?"
Rekha went to the fridge and looked inside. She could see in them reflected in the glass of the window opposite to her. She took her time arranging the contents of the fridge. She remembered how she had seen her reflection showing her ass as if she was bare. She looked at Alka pointing to her ass to Motu in the reflection of the glass window. Alka pointed out her ass to Motu who was openly staring at it. Alka said something to Motu and she patted Motu's crotch. He instantly pushed it away pointing to Rekha. Alka patted it again and giggled softly. Again he pushed her hand away.
"I have told you so many times to arrange the fridge and you never listen to me," Rekha said bending forward and looking inside the fridge.
"I am sorry Bhabhi," Alka said as she pulled Motu toward where Rekha was standing. She dragged him by his hand and whispered something in his ears. They came and stood just behind Rekha.
"I will do it later Bhabhi. Now let us go and practice dancing."
"I will let you practice only if you help me do it right away," Rekha said.
Alka opened the fridge door wide and stood next to her. They both were bending down to arrange the contents of the bottom shelf. Motu had an eyeful of Rekha's ass from close quarters. Rekha and Alka kept arranging and rearranging the contents again and again. This lasted a few minutes.
"Shall we go in Bhabhi?" Alka asked her after they had arranged the contents.
"Okay," Rekha walked to the bedroom followed by Alka and Motu
Rekha's ass swayed more than when she walks normally. Alka patted on the bed and said, "Motu you wait here while I bring the CD player here."
Rekha lay on the bed and sighed saying, "I feel so tired."
She stretched out on the bed face down and put her hands out.
"Are you ill or something Bhabhi?" Motu asked her.
"No its nothing."
It was two single cots joined together. Motu sat on one bed at the head of the other bed where the pillows lay while Rekha was on the other bed occupying it fully. Soon Alka entered carrying the CD player. She had changed into a short armless vest which was cut away level with the bottom of her boob level. The vest was a loose fitting one. She had obviously got rid of her bra. She wore a skirt which she had stopped wearing a year back.
She guessed that Alka had cut the vest last night because if she had done that earlier she would have worn it that day when Chintu was here. The lower part of her breasts was peeking from below the vest when she raised her arms to adjust her hair. She kept tying the rubber band around her hair. Motu saw a stubble beginning to sprout in the armpit. It was just a dark patch of shade where the hair grew. Motu found it much better than a smooth and clean shaven arm pit.
"What do you both want to do today?" Rekha asked without lifting her head.
"What do you think we want to do Bhabhi? Did you think we want to do what you and Bhaiya do here every day? I am sorry every night?"
"How can you talk to me like that?" Rekha asked her pretending to be angry.
"What did I mean? Whenever I have seen both of you here I have only seen you talking endlessly. What else do you do here? If there is something else I would not know," Alka smiled mischievously.
"Very smart of you Alka," Rekha said. "What do you want to do? I mean what do you want to practice today?"
"The dance master showed us some positions sometime back. We did not have time to practice that. Of course he showed the positions alone and pretending that there is a partner."
"So what are you waiting for?" she asked Alka.
"Let us rest for some time and then we will resume later. In all the excitement we forgot to take the cokes. Let me go and get them."
"I don't want any. You both have it."
Alka went to get the cokes.
"Motu, tell me about your Bhabhi," Rekha said looking at Motu partially raising her torso.
"What do you want to know Bhabhi?"
"Tell me everything about her like her age, how she looks and how sexy she is. You know what you like about her and stuff like that."
Alka came back with the cokes. She had obviously been overhearing the conversation.
"Motu tell her everything you told me about your Bhabhi," Alka told him.
"Start with her breasts," Rekha suggested.
"They are big," Motu said shyly.
"Bigger than Bhabhi's?" Alka asked him looking at Rekha's breasts which were barely covered by the thin fabric.
"Somewhat bigger," he said fixing his glance at Rekha's breasts.
Rekha 's breasts looked as if she had rubbed a lot of talcum powder on them. The thin fabric stuck to the ample flesh of her breasts like a second skin. Unlike the other day when she had pulled her pallu over her blouse when she realized that her breasts was visible, she made no effort to cover them even when she knew that Motu was staring at them. Rekha's nipples were prominently poking against the cloth and even the aureoles of her breasts were clearly on display. Motu hesitated at first then stared at them as if defying her.
"Is your Bhabhi fat?" Rekha asked him looking at his eyes.
"No. Just on the plump side."
Alka came and sat opposite Motu. She was wearing a skirt which came hardly to her knees. She sat with her knees folded. The skirt hung from her thighs and the lower part of her thighs were bare right up to her white panties.
Aka knew that the action would start any time now and she could hardly wait.
She had also changed her panties when she changed her dress, Rekha thought. What she was wearing was a very scanty panty which barely covered her cunt. She could even see the flat spot between her thighs. Alka's thighs were smooth and the lower part of the thighs was shining in the tube light. They were very fair and plump. Rekha could see Alka's thighs all the way to her buttocks. If she could see them, so could Motu, Rekha thought. The thighs were perfect. They were nearly as narrow as her knees just below the knee and became wide and was very wide and nearly fat near her ass cheeks. But the flesh did not show any sign of any sag at all. Probably because she walked a lot, the flesh was firm.
"Have you seen your Bhabhi naked?" Rekha asked him turning her face towards Alka and looking at Alka's thighs and again looking at Motu.
She again looked at Alka's thighs. He followed her gaze to Alka's thighs.
"Yes. Many times when she is changing."
"I am sure you have peeped inside their bedroom when they are alone Motu?"
He remained silent.
"Tell me. I won't sneak to her even if I meet her," Rekha said unable to hide her anxiety.
"We are a large family Bhabhi. So I don't get a lot of occasions. But sometimes when we are alone and there is no one else I have peeped inside," Motu said without taking his eyes off Rekha's cleavage which was directly in front of him. Rekha lay on the bed on her tummy and she raised herself on her elbow as she spoke to Motu. He was looking alternatively at Alka's thighs and Rekha's ample cleavage. Alka started moving her legs wide and closing them. When Rekha saw his gaze fixed on Alka she turned and again looked at Alka. As and when Alka opened her thighs, her panty was fully exposed. It was just a triangular piece of cloth. Motu could not see any cloth on the side of the panties. The skirt came to just over her knees and that's why it did not slide down her thighs.
Alka started again fixing her hair. For some unknown reason Motu was completely captivated by the sight of her bare armpits which had a dark shade there because of the stubble of hair there. The opening for the arms was very wide and in the position of the raised arms showed a lot of bulge of her breasts from the side. The lower hem of the vest which had been cut had risen as she lifted her arms to fix her hair. Motu saw the lower part of both her breasts as she fixed her hair. The excitement of looking at the lower half of any woman's breasts was much more than what you get looking at the upper half or the cleavage. Alka's breasts were full and well rounded.
All of them remained silent as Motu watched Alka's thighs, breasts and the panty. Alka took her own time to securely tie her hair in a pigtail. Alka smiled at Motu knowing that he was looking at her all over. What does he like best of all, my breasts, thighs or the armpit, Alka wondered. Their absolute silence obviously embarrassed Rekha.
"Is your Bhabhi usually very horny Motu?" Rekha asked him.
"How? From what I have seen of her, she loves sex."
"Every woman without any exception loves sex. But what I meant is does she actively participate in sex?"
"Yes Bhabhi," Motu replied shifting his gaze back to Rekha looking at her nipples which he could see through her thin blouse. She rested on her forearm as she lay on the bed which made her torso open to Motu's gaze..
"She rides him?"
"You mean does she get on top and do it?"
"Yes. I have seen her doing it."
"Bhabhi, you can quiz Motu about his Bhabhi's sexual habits and her favourite positions later after we spend some time practicing our own positions which the dance master taught us," Alka seemed impatient.
"Don't make it appear as if you are practicing some sex positions," Rekha said looking back at Alka.
"You know that I won't have sex at all till I get married. So the question of my practicing sex positions doesn't arise at all Bhabhi," Alka said.
"How sad?" Motu said smiling at Alka. "You don't have to guard your virginity till you get married. Your husband will never know that you have had sex. Ask Rekha Bhabhi. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked her.
"If someone wants to abstain from sex then you have to respect her view. But coming to Motu's question about the husband knowing if you have had sex, that can be taken care of. Many girls lose their hymen when they play or even when they don't do anything. There are many ways to indulge in sex and still be a virgin technically.
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