Adultery Alka and her Bhabhi Rekha by Teluguprakash

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Chapter 16

Motu had by now bent down over Rekha with their foreheads touching. He kept shifting trying to get a good position over her. As their forehead touched, he could very clearly see her eyes. There was mischief in her eyes.

As he bent down he put his palms on the bed on both her sides near the armpits. Alka kept Rekha's arms raised and pinned to the bed. Motu didn't quiet touch her armpits but very near them. When he looked down at her armpits, he noticed a wet spot at both the underarms. He had an irresistible urge to touch them and sniff the wet spots. Would they be salty, he wondered. The sari which had been tucked rather loosely at the waist had become loose and would come off any time now.

Motu's face was on Rekha's face with their foreheads touching. Surely Alka had been wrong about Motu. He was more daring than Chintu. Chintu had been slow and careful even after he was sure that Rekha was game for their adventures. But Motu was different. May be the changed relationship between with Alka made all the difference. Motu bent close and pressed his face on her face.

"What are you doing?" Rekha asked trying to move her face sideways.

"You won't believe what I want to do," Motu said keeping his cheek on hers and pushing her face up with his cheek. Her cheek felt very soft and smooth against his rough cheek.

"I have come to realize that you both, I mean Chintu and you are very abnormal. So tell me."

"I was just joking. What can I possibly do?" he asked playfully and kissed her cheek.

He kissed her slightly and then repeated it. Each kiss on the cheek was longer than the previous one. He put his tongue out and flicked the tip of his tongue on her cheek.

"I didn't know that you are a dog," Rekha said contorting her face in disgust.

"If I am a dog, then what is your sister in law? A bitch?"

"She is not licking anyone now."

"When someone licks you did that make them a dog when they licked you?"

"Who told you that someone licked me?"

"No one needs to tell these things. Did you get licked before you got married or not?"

"What kind of a rude question is that?" Rekha asked trying to make her face serious.

Instead, Motu just licked her cheeks. The kisses gave way to licks now and they were becoming longer.

"Alka hold her firm now," he said sitting near the now supine Rekha.

"That scares me now. What are you up to now?" Rekha asked.

"You will soon see," Motu said as he bent down and put his thumb and index finger over her lower lip.

He pressed his fingers together as if he was pinching Rekha's lips. She made some incoherent noises as if protesting. Motu's action made Rekha purse her lower lips in the middle. Motu took it between his lips and sucked it. He sucked it for some time and then licked it. Rekha tried to shake her head and get rid of Motu. But he held her firm. He licked and sucked her lips alternatively. He let go off her lower lips and repeated the action on the upper lip. He became more and more encouraged seeing her smile and at the same time protesting. Rekha loved the attention she was getting. She had never got the kind of attention she was getting from Chintu and Motu in the past few days. They literally were worshiping her as if she was some kind of Greek Goddess. They did the kinky things which she had always fantasized about like being kissed at the armpit or being finger fucked in the ass. She knew about Chintu's fascination with her ass crack and the wet armpits. It tickled her when she thought about being felt there as if she was indulging in something that is forbidden. None of her boyfriends in the college or the boys from her village where her parents still owned lands did what she was being done now. She had not even started the proper things with Chintu and Motu yet. She shuddered at the thought of the things they would do when the real action starts. She would tease both of them a lot and then relent. Only when she made them beg for and wait they did not boss over her. She knew that from experience.

Motu meanwhile was busy biting her all over the lips. He bit her lips for a long time and then sucked it. Only when he let go off the lips could she talk.

"You really are the limit Motu. Chintu is a much more well behaved boy. Just look at my lips Alka and tell me if they are bruised. What shall I tell your brother if they get bruised?"

"Okay Bhabhi. I won't cause any marks. Ask Alka. They look perfectly normal. Nobody gets bruised lips when her lips are merely licked."

"You were not merely licking them. You were biting and chewing them."

"Bhabhi they look okay to me. There is no trace of any biting at all. Would I lie to you? Don't I know the risk involved? Just relax Bhabhi. Poor Motu. He is uncontrollable horny. Just look at him," she held the front of his chaddi in her palm.

"He is not allowing me to relax Alka," Rekha said half smiling and half angry.

Her smile betrayed the seriousness or rather, the lack of it.

"Okay in deference to your pleadings I won't do anything to your face," he said putting his hand inside the blouse trying to unhook it.

He started feeling the breasts all over and was fondling it like it was a pet.

"No Motu. Don't start it all over again."

"I never played with them. So how can I start all over again when I didn't start at all?" he looked at her feeling her breasts and letting the flesh of her full breasts fill his palms. He felt the cones and flicked the nipples with the fingers.

"You did on the pretext of feeling the pulse."

"That was with Alka, not your boobs. Then I got distracted because I asked you about the hair on the armpits."

"Don't start all that again Motu, please. You really are very disgusting going on and on about the hair on the armpits."

"Okay Bhabhi. I won't do anything that you don't want me to." Motu put his head on her chest as if her breasts were a pair of pillows.

"You will bite me here," she said looking down at her chest.

"I won't bite you there Bhabhi. Trust me."

"You will break the hooks. I can't give it to a tailor asking him to fix my blouse. It looks so very embarrassing when he looks at the hooks ."

"I will be very careful."

"That's what you both always tell me. And now both of you have ganged up against me," Rekha sulked.

Unmindful of her protests, Motu put his fingers in her blouse and undid the top hook. He proceeded to undo the last remaining hook. Once he completed it he peeled the blouse off from her chest by pushing the front to the sides. Rekha's breasts stood up without a visible sag. But the sheer weight of the flesh made them slide sideways but they both shifted sideways rather than hang down. They reminded him of a pair of cone ice creams with cherries on top of the cone.

"Just look how beautiful they look," he said leaning down

"Motu please don't get carried away and bite them. I can’t explain to her brother how I got bruised on my boobs."

"I won't Bhabhi," he said putting his lips around the left nipple. She shook all over as soon as his lips touched the nipple. He sensed it too. She did not protest when he took more of the nipple in his mouth and looked at her. Encouraged by the silence, he sucked it, slowly at first and then sucked hard making his cheeks hollow.

"Bhabhi stop pretending that you are not horny," Alka said holding her arms in one hand and touching her sister in law's right nipple.

"They are so hard and sticking out," Alka said taking the helpless woman's nipple in her fingers.

Rekha felt the shivers of pleasure radiating from her nipples as Motu sucked one and Alka played with the other.

"I neither said that I am horny nor did I say that I am not horny," Rekha said trying to concentrate on the pleasures their manipulation of her breasts was giving her.

She looked down at the sari tucked in at the waist. It was precariously tucked in and would give way just at the slightest tug. She wanted the sari off. Motu was fast but not as fast as she wanted him to be. May be if the sari came off and Motu saw that he would proceed on his own from then on. She suddenly wrenched herself free from Alka, turned so that her head was where her legs had been and turned face down.

"Now what will you do?" Rekha asked playfully turning back and looking at Motu.

In the process of again making her lay face up which Motu was sure to do, the sari would certainly come off, she guessed. Both Motu and Alka were surprised that Rekha had turned face down just when Motu was about to start playing with her breasts.

"That's not fair Motu. You are concentrating only on me," Rekha said facing down.

"No, Alka is not going to protest whatever I do to her. Will you Alka?"

"No. Whatever you want me to do I will gladly do Bhabhi," Alka said bending down and whispering into Rekha's ears.

"Why don't you entertain him for some time?" Rekha asked looking at their reflection in the dressing table mirror.

Rekha knew that Motu was earlier fascinated by the ass when she stood bending down arranging the contents of the fridge. Now she saw him nudge Alka and point to her ass. In the process of changing her position, she had managed to make her sari slide way down at the waist. Her pallu lay on the bed beside her.

Motu looked at her rear side. There was something about this woman, he thought. Her face, her breasts and her thighs and her ass all looked equally sexy. It was difficult to say which was sexier than the other. Motu ran his hands on the back between the blouse and the sari. The waist was narrow and then it flared wide at the hip. The body got fleshier as it came down. There were two dimples at the base of her back just before the ass began. Motu had not noticed it in women. He made Alka turn her back to him. He looked at Alka's back. Alka had no dimples on her back at the same spot.

"Bhabhi did you know that you have two dimples on the back?" Motu asked her pressing the dimples.

"Do I have them too?" Alka asked rather curiously.

"No. May be Bhabhi is fleshier than you are. I don't know. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked Rekha.

"You will have them when you put on some more flesh on your ass," Rekha replied turning around to face Alka and patting her young sister in law's ass.

She let her hand trail on Alka's ass even after she had finished telling her that. The flesh of Alka's ass felt very firm yet simultaneously soft and resilient.

In the process she lifted her torso on her left elbow and her breasts which had been freed by undoing the hooks hung down proudly as if they were two balls stuck to her torso. She hoped that Motu would notice that. But he was right then more involved with her ass.

"I have never looked at anyone's ass from so close by Bhabhi," he said lovingly laying his face on the globes of her ass. His cheek touched her ass. The flesh felt harder than the breast flesh and much fuller. He put his cheek on one ass and he touched the other one with his palm. The thin sari hardly concealed the colour of her ass flesh. He ran his palm all over the free ass and rested on the crack of her ass over the thin sari. He could clearly see the deep and prominent cleft of her ass through the thin fabric.

"Doesn't it disgust you Motu, doing all that there?" Rekha asked turning back.

"On the contrary Bhabhi. I think your ass is much more lovelier than your boobs," he said forcing his finger in the cleft between the two globes.

"That is the most disgusting thing anyone can do," Rekha said muffling her laughter.

"What is so disgusting about what I am doing Bhabhi?"

"No one has done all that to me or anyone else that I know," Rekha said involuntarily lifting her ass up to meet his probing fingers.

"May be they were lying," Motu said responding by pressing even harder at the cleft. "I don't really think that people have been honest with you or maybe you are correct. I don't know. But I love what I am doing Bhabhi," Motu said trying to pull the sari down from her waist.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to make me nude?" Rekha asked lifting herself on her elbow again so that it would be easier for him to pull the sari down.

"I don't think that your ass is disgusting Bhabhi. On the other hand I think it feels divine," Motu said fondling Rekha's ass as if he was playing with a baby.

Then he tried to pull the sari down to expose her ass.

"Don't do that Motu. I will die of shame if you bare my ass," she said pretending to clutch her sari at the front but really pulling it off by tugging it free unknown to the other two. She succeeded in freeing the sari which was tucked at the waist. Now the sari was no longer tucked at the waist. It was just wrapped around her waist now. If Motu gave it even the slightest tug it would come off. .

"You can’t be ashamed of something that you don't see,"

Motu said pulling the sari down to half the ass. "How can you look at your ass Bhabhi?"

Rekha put both her arms behind her and tried pulling the sari up. But that was to no avail and she didn't make a serious attempt at that too. The upper half of both her ass lay exposed to Motu and Alka.

"What do you plan to do with the? Now that you have bared them?" Rekha asked turning back to face him. Motu was in no hurry now.

She turned back looking at him as she asked him. She was exposing her breasts. The two big globes of tit that jiggled all over as she raised herself from the bed. The two nipples topping each of her heavy breasts were already stiff and erect with arousal. The haloes surrounding those light brown buds were stretched tight and sleek. Her tits were the finest pair that Motu had seen in pics and movies.

Alka sat besides them with her creamy white thighs spread to them. She had taken off her panties. Beneath the bulge of her pubis, which was covered in a neat uniform black triangle, he could see the pink slit of her cunt. Droplets of moisture sparkled on those plump lips, announcing Alka's arousal. For a brief moment Motu was stunned at the sight of a cunt and that too from so close by.

Rekha suddenly sensed his grip on her body loosen. She looked at the direction of his gaze and was greeted with the sight of the younger girl's cunt. Alka was absent mindedly opening and closing her thighs. She had a naughty smile on her face. The underside of her thighs were plump and looked very smooth. The skin was very whitish and nearly pale. Suddenly the mood inside the room was lusty. Motu took his hands away from Rekha's back and put them on Alka's inner thighs and parted them wide and held them that way for his inspection. Her skirt slid down and fell on her waist. Motu bent down and looked at the space between the thighs. Alka was leaning back against the bed rest. Motu ran his palms all over her thighs feeling the smoothness.

All the while he just stared at her cunt. She did not seem to mind Motu staring at her dripping cunt. The black triangle of the pubis was rather sparse all over and very dark at the center over the length of the cuntal lips. The hair on the cunt was hardly a centimetre or may be half. The lips of her cunt were pouting and thick. Motu smelt some strange smell. It was not very different from his precum.

Motu also remembered that Alka had applied soap and he had forgotten about that. He had smelt the soap in only one of her hands. He took her right palm and smelt it. The smell of the liquid soap still lingered there but only very faintly. It dawned on him that she had applied the soap on her cunt. He inhaled deeply and looked at her cunt smiling at her. Both the girls laughed at his sudden discovery.

"Sherlock Holmes," Rekha smiled at him.

Motu made some exaggerated sound of sniffing like a dog between Alka's thighs as if he was trying to see if he could smell the soap on her cunt.

"Do you always apply soap when you pee?" Motu asked Alka.

"Not when I pee but after I pee if I can," replied Alka looking down at her cunt.

"Motu you really are the height of a disgusting guy. You talk about armpits, touch between the ass and now you want to talk about peeing. The next thing you may want to do is to see us pee," Rekha said looking at Alka's cunt.

"We will see about it when one of you have to go and pee," Motu smiled.

"We won't let you use us for your kinky pervert stuff. You ask your Bhabhi to let you see when she pees," Rekha said turning back to face him.

"Like we told you Bhabhi, we need your help if I have to ask my Bhabhi all such stuff."

Rekha could not take her eyes off the young girl's cunt. It made her very aroused to lay there with her ass half exposed and the sari just wound around her waist with another girl next to her with her cunt exposed. Her own blouse was undone and the breasts hung down as she raised herself on her elbow. She had never imagined that things would take this turn with her sister in law and her friends.

Why won't Motu do something other than just stare at her breasts or Alka's cunt, Rekha wondered. Rekha on the pretext of admiring her sister in law's cunt, turned more than what was necessary. Motu looked at her breasts. His eyes travelled over her naked back taking in every inch of her bare back from the protruding half bare ass to the blouse.

Motu noticed that because he had already undone the hooks, the blouse was rather loose. He pushed the blouse up baring the entire back. Not satisfied with what he had done, he pulled one of her arm behind her and peeled the blouse off from her left hand.

Rekha was not serious when she softly said, "Why don't you do something with Alka. You lack concentration. Don't remove my blouse. Just leave it on me."

Motu did not pay any heed to her.

"I am actually confused Bhabhi. I am like a kid who doesn't know what do you want to do when there are many delicious sweets laid out on the table before him. The kid would take some from one dish and then some from the other dish. It doesn't mean that he doesn't like a dish. That's exactly my dilemma," Motu said as he peeled off the blouse from the other arm also.

Rekha was now bare all the way down to the ass. When Motu looked closely he noticed that the area around her waist which is always exposed to sunlight when she wears a sari, was a little darker. To a casual glance it was not very obvious. Rekha's breasts, from the side looked like satin-covered stuffed balls. Motu slipped his hands inside, under her and grabbed her breasts in his palms. As soon as he caught hold of his breasts in his hands, Rekha lowered herself down on the bed trapping his hands. Motu caught her breasts in his hands and squeezed the two balls of flesh in his palms kneading them.

He moved his hands inside entrapping the twin nipples in his fingers. He tweaked them and pinched them softly at first and then hard making her gasp for breath sucking air inside. The nipples felt hard and he knew that she had been aroused beyond going back now. He rolled the nipples in his fingers.

He put his face on her back rubbing his cheek on her back still kneading the full breasts.

"Let me see them now Bhabhi," he said as he turned her on the side and then made her lay on her back.