12-01-2019, 12:06 PM
Chapter 17
Her big tits shimmered on her chest like the skin was translucent. They no longer hung down like heavy globes as they had when she faced down. Her stomach was smooth and flat. Her navel was perfectly round and deep.
Motu sat on the bed beside her, leaning down and kissing her. Leaning down a little, his mouth covered her lips. His tongue, darted between her lips into her mouth. He licked her succulent lips. He kept licking it and the area from just under her nose all the way to her chin. His licks were not just licks but very wet. It felt kinky to get licked all over the face. Motu could taste the salty film of sweat faintly.
Rekha parted the lips making way for his tongue to explore inside her mouth. He flicked at the roof of her mouth and swirled his tongue around caressing her tongue which she thrust from between her lips. They kept rubbing their tongues with one another as if they were engaged in a sword fight and their tongues were the swords. He fell on her body, pressing down from above enjoying the feel of her big firm breasts poking into his chest through the shirt. She thrust her tongue in his mouth, exploring the roof of his mouth and then playing with his tongue. His arms tightened around her body, crushing her to his chest. There was no protest from her..
His hands playfully fondled and caressed Rekha's rather large breasts. He slid onto the bed beside her leaning down and kissing her on her lips again. At the same time, he allowed one of his hands to playfully fondle and caress her breasts. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her tits into his palm. His fingers circled the slopes of her tits, climbing up to tweak the rubbery nipples. The nipples really felt rubbery. He squeezed and kneaded the pliant mounds of flesh, as though they were balls of dough for chapatti which he had seen his own Bhabhi knead absentmindedly at home as she sat watching the serials in TV every day . He rolled them, he tugged at them, and then his head dropped to Rekha's chest and he kissed and sucked her breasts. While his tongue, teeth, and lips were busy with her breasts, he slipped his hand down the plain of her stomach and between her spread thighs over the sari.
The sari had come way down at the back all the way to below her ass. But in the front it still covered her pubic bulge. He slipped his hand inside the sari. He touched the beginning of the bulge. He paused for some time touching the flesh. The flesh was very smooth but when he rubbed back against the pattern of growth he could feel the hair beginning to sprout. Rekha shoved her tongue deeper in his mouth indicating that she was excited. Motu caught Rekha's tongue and sucked it as if he was a woman sucking and Rekha's tongue was a cock. She thrust her tongue even deeper into Motu's lips making it easier for him to suck her tongue. Finding no resistance, he pushed the sari down in the front also as he had done in the back. He lightly rubbed the mound of her pussy. She moaned louder now. Her hips undulated, as though imitating the movements of fucking.
Alka who was sitting beside them and watching them, caught hold of Rekha's hand and guided her hands, pulling downward toward Motu's Crotch. Rekha felt the swollen length of his prick through the opening that Alka had made by opening Motu's zip. She applied a pressure on it unknown to Alka. Her fingers fondled and caressed Motu's cock, slowly at first, then increasing the pace.
Motu who had been feeling Rekha's pubis tickled a finger up into her cunt. She groaned, then groaned again when his thumb lightly rubbed against the button of her clitoris. Her body writhed and twisted when he touched her clit. Rekha suddenly pushed his hand away from her cunt. When he resisted and tried to probe the moist wet cunt slit further, she pushed it away firmly. He knew when she was not serious. For some reason she did not want him touching her there, probably it was because she was very wet and moist all over there. Motu found the whole area around her cunt very slippery and moist. He relinquished his finger fucking and withdrew his finger from her cunt.
He resumed squeezing and kneading and sucking Rekha's breasts. He kept at it, fully enjoying himself for over five minutes. He kissed each of her honey coloured nipples. He worked his hand upward until a palm cupped the rounded base of her breasts. Her flesh was smooth like satin. He enjoyed the firmness of her ripe, bulging tits. His fingers lovingly crept up her breast. She gasped, trembling when his fingers found the nipple. He fondled the nipples sending tremors through her body. By manipulation of his fingertips, he brought the buds to life as if it was a small cock and it had become erect. It swelled readily. It stiffened to a rubbery hardness with excitement, until it stood straight up into the air. His fingers released their hold on her nipple and suddenly dropped down to cup her tit again. He kneaded the apple-like shape of her breast, while he ducked his head down, his lips capturing the swollen nipple. Rekha simply looked down at Motu's hands as if he was playing with someone else's breasts. Alka was also watching them.
"Suck it," Alka whispered pushing Motu's head down. "Suck Bhabhi's nipples. She is really horny. What Bhabhi?" Rekha's back arched upward, feeding the creamy flesh of her tit into Motu's mouth. He sucked, harder and harder. At the same time his tongue, lashed across the swollen nipple and his teeth nibbled her nipple.
"Is your cock hard?" Alka asked Motu as her hand tightened around the stiffness of Motu's cock.
She pulled the cock from under the chaddi and squeezed the thick rod. Freed from the confines of the chaddi, Motu's cock sprang free and stood straight up pointing to the ceiling. Alka pulled the foreskin back from Motu's knob exposing the reddish tip with precum oozing from it. She moved her hand, her fist running up and down on the hard flesh. Rekha saw in fascination as Alka moved her fist up and down his cock. "Slow down Alka. We don't want him to cum all over the bed," Rekha said putting her hand on Alka's moving fist as if she wanted to restrain her sister in law.
"This nipple is getting sore," Rekha whispered to Motu looking down at his mouth as it engulfed the nipple between the lips.
Motu got the hint and pulled his lips away and put his lips on the other one.
"Let me see if it is sore," Alka said still holding Motu's cock in her fist.
She bent down and examined Rekha's nipple. She used her free hand to strum the already hard nipple. She rolled the nipple around using her index finger.
"You really are an animal. You have to learn to love the nipple," Alka said as she unexpectedly bent down and took the nipple which was wet with Motu's saliva in her mouth.
"Tell me when and if it hurts Bhabhi," Alka said as she sucked the nipple lovingly.
"It’s been my fantasy to watch two girls do this," Motu said watching Alka's lips on Rekha's nipple.
"And I always wanted to get fucked by two guys." Alka said taking her lips away from Rekha's nipple.
"I thought you said you want to remain a virgin till you get married," Motu said. "You only have to tell when and me and Chintu are always ready."
"That doesn't mean I can’t fantasize. What do you say Bhabhi? You can do it to me after my first night or suhaag raat."
Rekha felt Alka's breath on her breast as she talked to Motu. It was cold to feel the air on the nipple which was wet with Motu's saliva.
"Don't you have a similar fantasy of getting fucked by two guys at the same time Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.
"May be she has done it already. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked playing with her nipple.
"No," Rekha said gasping for breath.
"Liar," Alka said pulling Rekha's nipple with her teeth.
"Do you think I would lie to you after all this," Rekha said pointing to her body drawing attention to the state they were in.
'I can't believe that you were faithful to your boyfriends," Alka said and got busy with Rekha's nipple which she had been sucking.
"You asked me if I have ever done it with two guys at the same time, didn't you?" Rekha asked.
"Yes," Alka replied pausing her action of kissing Rekha's nipple.
"The answer is no," Rekha replied smiling.
"What's the catch? What's so funny?" Alka asked puzzled.
"Not simultaneously," Rekha said.
"One after the other?" Motu asked kneading Rekha's breast and simultaneously pinching her nipple.
"What do you think?" Rekha asked folding her legs at the knees making the sari to fall in one heap at her waist. In all the turning and twisting, the sari had been drawn to above the knees and the moment she folded her knees it fell to her waist. Rekha was covered only at her hips by the sari. She was nude all over.
"Was the other guy watching when one of them did you Bhabhi?" Motu asked almost whispering.
"No. He was in another room. I was not as shameless as Alka is now."
"How many times each Bhabhi?" Motu asked getting excited.
"Twice," Rekha said sensing that this piece of information made Motu aroused.
"How old were you Bhabhi?" Motu asked.
Alka was listening to them while she was busy kissing Rekha's nipple.
"I was in the first year degree then. That makes me 18 then."
"Were your boobs as big as Alka's is now?" Motu said sizing Alka's breasts over the vest.
"That's so unfair to me. I am the only one who is nearly nude. Let me get dressed as you both are," Rekha said looking at his hands as they seized Alka's breasts.
"They were even smaller then. Alka is now 19. I was an year younger at that time. Actually they grew big in the second year onwards thanks to many friends."
Alka was stroking Rekha's tits, lightly pinching her swollen nipples and sucking the other.
Motu put his hands up, looked at Alka and said, "Alka, take off my shirt please."
Alka quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off from under the belt and peeled it off his body.
As soon as she removed his shirt, she peeled off her top in a jiffy. Alka pulled Motu's hands over her breasts. The moment he saw Alka's bare breasts Motu let go of Rekha and grabbed Alka's breast and covered it with his lips and tongue.
As Motu licked her tit and nipple, she placed both hands around Motu's cock. Alka gave a moan as her nipples poked against his palms. Staring down Motu saw her nipples swell and enlarge out. They had to be at least half an inch long and finger-thick, their tips distended. He reached out again, this time and flicked one stiff nipple with a finger.
Motu's finger flicked across Alka's erect nipple again, then moved in a circle over the surface of its brown areola. She felt her cunt starting to ooze. He placed his palms over her nipples and rubbed them in a rotating motion, moving his palms over her breasts, feeling those swollen nipples bend and spring erect, stiffer than before. He watched the nipples pop up resiliently under each roll of his hands. Her attractive face took on a strange expression, with her full lips parting "Don't stop,." Alka said letting go of his cock which she had been holding. She clutched his hands over her breasts. "Keep doing that. It... it feels nice. Mmmm," she moaned.
Motu grasped the nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave them a couple of squeezes.
He tugged at the nipples again. His fingers pulled on her nipples, taking care not to pull too hard. His head swooped down and Motu pursed his lips hard onto one nipple and sucked it into his mouth.
She uttered a high pitched cry and arched, mashing her abundant breast to his face. The nipple was caught between his lips as his tongue slid wetly over it. She reached up and caught hold of his head, fingers clutching his hair. Her breast shoved forward, filling his mouth and smashing against his face that he could hardly breathe. He sucked her breast harder. Rekha was now the spectator. She couldn't help thinking that it was like watching a blue film. Watching two near nude teenagers kissing and sucking bared breasts was the most erotic thing she had seen in her life.
"Here, suck on these!" Alka said, pressing her breast into his mouth.
Motu began to suck at the breast in front of him. He buried a hard nipple deep into his mouth. Alka was now clutching his head and kept it pressed to her breast, mashing his face onto her chest with such force that Motu thought for a moment he was going to suffocate. Gasping for breath, he broke away from her breast, only to have the other one jammed in his mouth. He kept on sucking. Motu again paused so that he could come up for air. Alka let go off his hair and took her left breast in her hands and pushed it at his face as if she was feeding a baby. Her action in pressing the flesh of her breasts which made her nipples hard and distended.
"Now suck this," she said.
They stuck out in to his mouth. Motu didn't know if her breasts had got bigger now. He pulled his lips away to examine the breast and the nipple. The pressure she was exerting on the ripe flesh was making the peak of the left breast grow bigger. A droplet of spittle hung down as if hung down by a thin thread from her nipple which he had been sucking. Alka pushed his head back to her breast. He was sucking her breasts so hard that he was sure that he must be hurting her. His jaw was beginning to ache. His mouth was opened so wide, as he sucked her ripe breasts, but even then he could only manage to cover a small part of her beautiful breast.
Her crotch was sopping wet, and her breasts throbbed. Her heart was pounding, and she felt dizzy all over. Motu reached down and grabbed her thighs and parted them wide.
"Wait," Alka said and lifted her ass up using her palms. Rekha immediately got up to help Alka. Rekha caught hold of the hem of her skirt and peeled it off by drawing it down her thighs and legs. Now Alka was nude totally. Rekha's sari which had come off and lay as a heap around her waist slid down on to the bed when she rose up to help Alka get rid of her skirt. She sat down next to them and absent mindedly pulled the sari and covered her cunt. Except that she was naked all over. Motu put his hands on Alka's thighs and parted them wide again. Rekha and he could see Alka's labia slightly spread apart. It was dark but not pitch black at the center along the labia and also along the slit of her cunt and somewhat sparse growth at the other areas. Her labia were glistening from her own juices. Motu worked his hands up from her ass towards her thighs.
He made her lean to her left side on her palm so that he could access her right ass which was lifted up from the bed. He put his palm on her ass and felt it and trying to cup the rather big flesh in his palm. Her ass felt firm and muscular. He used his fingers to slowly stroke the crease between her thigh and ass. He worked along one leg, feeling the firm muscles of her thigh. Motu pushed her to the right side so that he could start at the left ass, giving the same treatment to the crease of her ass and thigh.
He pushed her more so that she leaned more to the side so that in addition to the crease of her ass and thigh he could also feel the ass crack. He hesitated for some time and looked at Alka's face. There was an expectant look on her face as his fingers lingered on the ass crack. He pushed his fingers between the full rounded ass cheeks and ran it from her back to her cunt opening. He ran it back, pushing his fingers even deeper. Motu heard Alka gasp as his finger touched the only rough spot in the otherwise smooth cleft. He paused this time letting his forefinger press the puckered asshole. Motu did not have to hesitate with Alka as he had done with Rekha when he explored the cleft of her ass. There was no evidence of shame in them or even a pretense of embarrassment with the younger girl. Alka, on her own tilted her body so that she could give Motu more access to her ass. As he played with her asshole her labia were getting engorged, or so he thought, a sign indicating her arousal.
"Bhabhi, Won't you help me with my fantasy?" Motu asked Rekha who was sitting next to them and watching them.
"Your desire to see two women have sex?" Rekha asked him and looked at Alka.
There was no sign of disapproval from Alka.
"But I am not a lesbian," Rekha said as if telling him a fact. She was not protesting and there was no hint that she was unwilling to go along. That was enough for Motu.
"You don't have to be a lesbian. I just want to see you both hug and do some things like kissing and hugging. You don't really have to have sex. Alka won't mind," Motu was nearly pleading with Rekha.
Rekha looked at Alka who sat there as if the discussion revolved around another person.
"Okay, if that's what tickles you I will do something. Don't tell me that it doesn't look real," Rekha giggled as she moved closer to Alka and put her arms around her. Motu pulled off the sari from her body. Motu's cock stuck out from above the elastic of his chaddi.
"Why don't you take it off Motu?" Alka asked him pointing to his chaddi.
Motu pulled off the chaddi. All of them were now naked as the day they were born.
Then she looked at Rekha and said, "You will have to come closer if we have to do what Motu asked you to."
Rekha's breasts were swaying and jiggling as she moved closer to the other two. She exaggerated her movements as she shifted herself using her palms on the bed. Alka's nipples were hard, pointing out like bullets, the skin of her aureoles were puckered and were darker than the usual light honey brown colour.
Rekha looked at Motu. She repeated his actions on Alka giggling as she did that as though it was all a joke. They both slowly started massaging her breasts. They were firm, yet soft and warm, Rekha thought. They lingered on Alka's breasts each of them fondling a breast. Rekha had stopped giggling and now had a serious look about her. Soon Motu was looking at Rekha as to what he should do. She was now taking the lead and Motu was following her actions. They moved down to her stomach and sides. Their hands circled her navel, and at one point, Rekha bent down and playfully licked it, "Does that tickle?" Rekha asked half giggling.
"No. That feels good," Alka said with a serious expression on her face.
Motu spread Alka's legs and crawled between them.
"You're very beautiful, Alka. I had not noticed how sexy you look," Rekha said kissing Alka on her cheek.
She slowly pressed her mouth to Alka's and they began to kiss. As they kissed Motu moved his mouth up to Alka's mound. Motu was within inches of Alka's cunt. Alka spread her legs obligingly giving him a close up view of her wet pussy. Motu moved his head further as near as he could. He was sure that Alka could feel his hot breath on her cunt lips. He kissed her outer lips gently and she moved to press harder against them. Motu extended his tongue and softly licked her naked, outer lips.
He then parted them with his tongue and slowly began exploring her pussy. She smelled magnificent, musky and fresh. Alka leaned on her palms and back making it easier for Motu to work his mouth on her cunt. Motu started at her perineum and gave a long wide lick to the length of her slit.
He paused on the way back down and gave some extra attention to her clit, which was hard and extended from its hood.
"Mmmm," was all she said.
"Motu really knows how to eat a girl," Rekha said, "for a man claiming to be a virgin."
She smiled and looked at Alka. They both then looked down at Motu. He looked up from his work.
"I don't have the personal knowledge of it like Rekha Bhabhi has. But I have seen lots of it in the movies and in pictures. Am I doing it correct Alka?"
"I don't know if that's how it’s done. But I can tell you this much that it feels like I am in heaven. Now stop wasting precious time and get back to work."
She and Rekha went back to kissing each other. As he licked her cunt, Motu looked up and saw that Rekha was no longer pretending that she was doing something for his sake. They were very involved in the kiss and the way they held each other betrayed Rekha's intentions. Alka had confessed to Chintu and Motu that she didn't mind going down on her Bhabhi or having her eat her cunt. He wanted them to shed whatever inhibitions they may still have.
Motu knew from experience that with some kind of encouragement Rekha would do anything, even if something was kinky. The trick in making her shed the residual inhibitions was to goad her into doing things which she was not basically averse to do. May be if he had a bit of luck on his side, he could even get to fuck her ass, he thought.
Motu took his head away from Alka's cunt which he had been sucking and said, "Don't merely kiss like you are two teenagers meeting for the first time. Surely there are things that you both can do for which you don't have to be lesbians."
"Like what, for example?" Rekha asked.
"For example you can touch each other's boobs nor may be you can try sucking the nipples," Motu replied..
Her big tits shimmered on her chest like the skin was translucent. They no longer hung down like heavy globes as they had when she faced down. Her stomach was smooth and flat. Her navel was perfectly round and deep.
Motu sat on the bed beside her, leaning down and kissing her. Leaning down a little, his mouth covered her lips. His tongue, darted between her lips into her mouth. He licked her succulent lips. He kept licking it and the area from just under her nose all the way to her chin. His licks were not just licks but very wet. It felt kinky to get licked all over the face. Motu could taste the salty film of sweat faintly.
Rekha parted the lips making way for his tongue to explore inside her mouth. He flicked at the roof of her mouth and swirled his tongue around caressing her tongue which she thrust from between her lips. They kept rubbing their tongues with one another as if they were engaged in a sword fight and their tongues were the swords. He fell on her body, pressing down from above enjoying the feel of her big firm breasts poking into his chest through the shirt. She thrust her tongue in his mouth, exploring the roof of his mouth and then playing with his tongue. His arms tightened around her body, crushing her to his chest. There was no protest from her..
His hands playfully fondled and caressed Rekha's rather large breasts. He slid onto the bed beside her leaning down and kissing her on her lips again. At the same time, he allowed one of his hands to playfully fondle and caress her breasts. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her tits into his palm. His fingers circled the slopes of her tits, climbing up to tweak the rubbery nipples. The nipples really felt rubbery. He squeezed and kneaded the pliant mounds of flesh, as though they were balls of dough for chapatti which he had seen his own Bhabhi knead absentmindedly at home as she sat watching the serials in TV every day . He rolled them, he tugged at them, and then his head dropped to Rekha's chest and he kissed and sucked her breasts. While his tongue, teeth, and lips were busy with her breasts, he slipped his hand down the plain of her stomach and between her spread thighs over the sari.
The sari had come way down at the back all the way to below her ass. But in the front it still covered her pubic bulge. He slipped his hand inside the sari. He touched the beginning of the bulge. He paused for some time touching the flesh. The flesh was very smooth but when he rubbed back against the pattern of growth he could feel the hair beginning to sprout. Rekha shoved her tongue deeper in his mouth indicating that she was excited. Motu caught Rekha's tongue and sucked it as if he was a woman sucking and Rekha's tongue was a cock. She thrust her tongue even deeper into Motu's lips making it easier for him to suck her tongue. Finding no resistance, he pushed the sari down in the front also as he had done in the back. He lightly rubbed the mound of her pussy. She moaned louder now. Her hips undulated, as though imitating the movements of fucking.
Alka who was sitting beside them and watching them, caught hold of Rekha's hand and guided her hands, pulling downward toward Motu's Crotch. Rekha felt the swollen length of his prick through the opening that Alka had made by opening Motu's zip. She applied a pressure on it unknown to Alka. Her fingers fondled and caressed Motu's cock, slowly at first, then increasing the pace.
Motu who had been feeling Rekha's pubis tickled a finger up into her cunt. She groaned, then groaned again when his thumb lightly rubbed against the button of her clitoris. Her body writhed and twisted when he touched her clit. Rekha suddenly pushed his hand away from her cunt. When he resisted and tried to probe the moist wet cunt slit further, she pushed it away firmly. He knew when she was not serious. For some reason she did not want him touching her there, probably it was because she was very wet and moist all over there. Motu found the whole area around her cunt very slippery and moist. He relinquished his finger fucking and withdrew his finger from her cunt.
He resumed squeezing and kneading and sucking Rekha's breasts. He kept at it, fully enjoying himself for over five minutes. He kissed each of her honey coloured nipples. He worked his hand upward until a palm cupped the rounded base of her breasts. Her flesh was smooth like satin. He enjoyed the firmness of her ripe, bulging tits. His fingers lovingly crept up her breast. She gasped, trembling when his fingers found the nipple. He fondled the nipples sending tremors through her body. By manipulation of his fingertips, he brought the buds to life as if it was a small cock and it had become erect. It swelled readily. It stiffened to a rubbery hardness with excitement, until it stood straight up into the air. His fingers released their hold on her nipple and suddenly dropped down to cup her tit again. He kneaded the apple-like shape of her breast, while he ducked his head down, his lips capturing the swollen nipple. Rekha simply looked down at Motu's hands as if he was playing with someone else's breasts. Alka was also watching them.
"Suck it," Alka whispered pushing Motu's head down. "Suck Bhabhi's nipples. She is really horny. What Bhabhi?" Rekha's back arched upward, feeding the creamy flesh of her tit into Motu's mouth. He sucked, harder and harder. At the same time his tongue, lashed across the swollen nipple and his teeth nibbled her nipple.
"Is your cock hard?" Alka asked Motu as her hand tightened around the stiffness of Motu's cock.
She pulled the cock from under the chaddi and squeezed the thick rod. Freed from the confines of the chaddi, Motu's cock sprang free and stood straight up pointing to the ceiling. Alka pulled the foreskin back from Motu's knob exposing the reddish tip with precum oozing from it. She moved her hand, her fist running up and down on the hard flesh. Rekha saw in fascination as Alka moved her fist up and down his cock. "Slow down Alka. We don't want him to cum all over the bed," Rekha said putting her hand on Alka's moving fist as if she wanted to restrain her sister in law.
"This nipple is getting sore," Rekha whispered to Motu looking down at his mouth as it engulfed the nipple between the lips.
Motu got the hint and pulled his lips away and put his lips on the other one.
"Let me see if it is sore," Alka said still holding Motu's cock in her fist.
She bent down and examined Rekha's nipple. She used her free hand to strum the already hard nipple. She rolled the nipple around using her index finger.
"You really are an animal. You have to learn to love the nipple," Alka said as she unexpectedly bent down and took the nipple which was wet with Motu's saliva in her mouth.
"Tell me when and if it hurts Bhabhi," Alka said as she sucked the nipple lovingly.
"It’s been my fantasy to watch two girls do this," Motu said watching Alka's lips on Rekha's nipple.
"And I always wanted to get fucked by two guys." Alka said taking her lips away from Rekha's nipple.
"I thought you said you want to remain a virgin till you get married," Motu said. "You only have to tell when and me and Chintu are always ready."
"That doesn't mean I can’t fantasize. What do you say Bhabhi? You can do it to me after my first night or suhaag raat."
Rekha felt Alka's breath on her breast as she talked to Motu. It was cold to feel the air on the nipple which was wet with Motu's saliva.
"Don't you have a similar fantasy of getting fucked by two guys at the same time Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.
"May be she has done it already. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked playing with her nipple.
"No," Rekha said gasping for breath.
"Liar," Alka said pulling Rekha's nipple with her teeth.
"Do you think I would lie to you after all this," Rekha said pointing to her body drawing attention to the state they were in.
'I can't believe that you were faithful to your boyfriends," Alka said and got busy with Rekha's nipple which she had been sucking.
"You asked me if I have ever done it with two guys at the same time, didn't you?" Rekha asked.
"Yes," Alka replied pausing her action of kissing Rekha's nipple.
"The answer is no," Rekha replied smiling.
"What's the catch? What's so funny?" Alka asked puzzled.
"Not simultaneously," Rekha said.
"One after the other?" Motu asked kneading Rekha's breast and simultaneously pinching her nipple.
"What do you think?" Rekha asked folding her legs at the knees making the sari to fall in one heap at her waist. In all the turning and twisting, the sari had been drawn to above the knees and the moment she folded her knees it fell to her waist. Rekha was covered only at her hips by the sari. She was nude all over.
"Was the other guy watching when one of them did you Bhabhi?" Motu asked almost whispering.
"No. He was in another room. I was not as shameless as Alka is now."
"How many times each Bhabhi?" Motu asked getting excited.
"Twice," Rekha said sensing that this piece of information made Motu aroused.
"How old were you Bhabhi?" Motu asked.
Alka was listening to them while she was busy kissing Rekha's nipple.
"I was in the first year degree then. That makes me 18 then."
"Were your boobs as big as Alka's is now?" Motu said sizing Alka's breasts over the vest.
"That's so unfair to me. I am the only one who is nearly nude. Let me get dressed as you both are," Rekha said looking at his hands as they seized Alka's breasts.
"They were even smaller then. Alka is now 19. I was an year younger at that time. Actually they grew big in the second year onwards thanks to many friends."
Alka was stroking Rekha's tits, lightly pinching her swollen nipples and sucking the other.
Motu put his hands up, looked at Alka and said, "Alka, take off my shirt please."
Alka quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off from under the belt and peeled it off his body.
As soon as she removed his shirt, she peeled off her top in a jiffy. Alka pulled Motu's hands over her breasts. The moment he saw Alka's bare breasts Motu let go of Rekha and grabbed Alka's breast and covered it with his lips and tongue.
As Motu licked her tit and nipple, she placed both hands around Motu's cock. Alka gave a moan as her nipples poked against his palms. Staring down Motu saw her nipples swell and enlarge out. They had to be at least half an inch long and finger-thick, their tips distended. He reached out again, this time and flicked one stiff nipple with a finger.
Motu's finger flicked across Alka's erect nipple again, then moved in a circle over the surface of its brown areola. She felt her cunt starting to ooze. He placed his palms over her nipples and rubbed them in a rotating motion, moving his palms over her breasts, feeling those swollen nipples bend and spring erect, stiffer than before. He watched the nipples pop up resiliently under each roll of his hands. Her attractive face took on a strange expression, with her full lips parting "Don't stop,." Alka said letting go of his cock which she had been holding. She clutched his hands over her breasts. "Keep doing that. It... it feels nice. Mmmm," she moaned.
Motu grasped the nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave them a couple of squeezes.
He tugged at the nipples again. His fingers pulled on her nipples, taking care not to pull too hard. His head swooped down and Motu pursed his lips hard onto one nipple and sucked it into his mouth.
She uttered a high pitched cry and arched, mashing her abundant breast to his face. The nipple was caught between his lips as his tongue slid wetly over it. She reached up and caught hold of his head, fingers clutching his hair. Her breast shoved forward, filling his mouth and smashing against his face that he could hardly breathe. He sucked her breast harder. Rekha was now the spectator. She couldn't help thinking that it was like watching a blue film. Watching two near nude teenagers kissing and sucking bared breasts was the most erotic thing she had seen in her life.
"Here, suck on these!" Alka said, pressing her breast into his mouth.
Motu began to suck at the breast in front of him. He buried a hard nipple deep into his mouth. Alka was now clutching his head and kept it pressed to her breast, mashing his face onto her chest with such force that Motu thought for a moment he was going to suffocate. Gasping for breath, he broke away from her breast, only to have the other one jammed in his mouth. He kept on sucking. Motu again paused so that he could come up for air. Alka let go off his hair and took her left breast in her hands and pushed it at his face as if she was feeding a baby. Her action in pressing the flesh of her breasts which made her nipples hard and distended.
"Now suck this," she said.
They stuck out in to his mouth. Motu didn't know if her breasts had got bigger now. He pulled his lips away to examine the breast and the nipple. The pressure she was exerting on the ripe flesh was making the peak of the left breast grow bigger. A droplet of spittle hung down as if hung down by a thin thread from her nipple which he had been sucking. Alka pushed his head back to her breast. He was sucking her breasts so hard that he was sure that he must be hurting her. His jaw was beginning to ache. His mouth was opened so wide, as he sucked her ripe breasts, but even then he could only manage to cover a small part of her beautiful breast.
Her crotch was sopping wet, and her breasts throbbed. Her heart was pounding, and she felt dizzy all over. Motu reached down and grabbed her thighs and parted them wide.
"Wait," Alka said and lifted her ass up using her palms. Rekha immediately got up to help Alka. Rekha caught hold of the hem of her skirt and peeled it off by drawing it down her thighs and legs. Now Alka was nude totally. Rekha's sari which had come off and lay as a heap around her waist slid down on to the bed when she rose up to help Alka get rid of her skirt. She sat down next to them and absent mindedly pulled the sari and covered her cunt. Except that she was naked all over. Motu put his hands on Alka's thighs and parted them wide again. Rekha and he could see Alka's labia slightly spread apart. It was dark but not pitch black at the center along the labia and also along the slit of her cunt and somewhat sparse growth at the other areas. Her labia were glistening from her own juices. Motu worked his hands up from her ass towards her thighs.
He made her lean to her left side on her palm so that he could access her right ass which was lifted up from the bed. He put his palm on her ass and felt it and trying to cup the rather big flesh in his palm. Her ass felt firm and muscular. He used his fingers to slowly stroke the crease between her thigh and ass. He worked along one leg, feeling the firm muscles of her thigh. Motu pushed her to the right side so that he could start at the left ass, giving the same treatment to the crease of her ass and thigh.
He pushed her more so that she leaned more to the side so that in addition to the crease of her ass and thigh he could also feel the ass crack. He hesitated for some time and looked at Alka's face. There was an expectant look on her face as his fingers lingered on the ass crack. He pushed his fingers between the full rounded ass cheeks and ran it from her back to her cunt opening. He ran it back, pushing his fingers even deeper. Motu heard Alka gasp as his finger touched the only rough spot in the otherwise smooth cleft. He paused this time letting his forefinger press the puckered asshole. Motu did not have to hesitate with Alka as he had done with Rekha when he explored the cleft of her ass. There was no evidence of shame in them or even a pretense of embarrassment with the younger girl. Alka, on her own tilted her body so that she could give Motu more access to her ass. As he played with her asshole her labia were getting engorged, or so he thought, a sign indicating her arousal.
"Bhabhi, Won't you help me with my fantasy?" Motu asked Rekha who was sitting next to them and watching them.
"Your desire to see two women have sex?" Rekha asked him and looked at Alka.
There was no sign of disapproval from Alka.
"But I am not a lesbian," Rekha said as if telling him a fact. She was not protesting and there was no hint that she was unwilling to go along. That was enough for Motu.
"You don't have to be a lesbian. I just want to see you both hug and do some things like kissing and hugging. You don't really have to have sex. Alka won't mind," Motu was nearly pleading with Rekha.
Rekha looked at Alka who sat there as if the discussion revolved around another person.
"Okay, if that's what tickles you I will do something. Don't tell me that it doesn't look real," Rekha giggled as she moved closer to Alka and put her arms around her. Motu pulled off the sari from her body. Motu's cock stuck out from above the elastic of his chaddi.
"Why don't you take it off Motu?" Alka asked him pointing to his chaddi.
Motu pulled off the chaddi. All of them were now naked as the day they were born.
Then she looked at Rekha and said, "You will have to come closer if we have to do what Motu asked you to."
Rekha's breasts were swaying and jiggling as she moved closer to the other two. She exaggerated her movements as she shifted herself using her palms on the bed. Alka's nipples were hard, pointing out like bullets, the skin of her aureoles were puckered and were darker than the usual light honey brown colour.
Rekha looked at Motu. She repeated his actions on Alka giggling as she did that as though it was all a joke. They both slowly started massaging her breasts. They were firm, yet soft and warm, Rekha thought. They lingered on Alka's breasts each of them fondling a breast. Rekha had stopped giggling and now had a serious look about her. Soon Motu was looking at Rekha as to what he should do. She was now taking the lead and Motu was following her actions. They moved down to her stomach and sides. Their hands circled her navel, and at one point, Rekha bent down and playfully licked it, "Does that tickle?" Rekha asked half giggling.
"No. That feels good," Alka said with a serious expression on her face.
Motu spread Alka's legs and crawled between them.
"You're very beautiful, Alka. I had not noticed how sexy you look," Rekha said kissing Alka on her cheek.
She slowly pressed her mouth to Alka's and they began to kiss. As they kissed Motu moved his mouth up to Alka's mound. Motu was within inches of Alka's cunt. Alka spread her legs obligingly giving him a close up view of her wet pussy. Motu moved his head further as near as he could. He was sure that Alka could feel his hot breath on her cunt lips. He kissed her outer lips gently and she moved to press harder against them. Motu extended his tongue and softly licked her naked, outer lips.
He then parted them with his tongue and slowly began exploring her pussy. She smelled magnificent, musky and fresh. Alka leaned on her palms and back making it easier for Motu to work his mouth on her cunt. Motu started at her perineum and gave a long wide lick to the length of her slit.
He paused on the way back down and gave some extra attention to her clit, which was hard and extended from its hood.
"Mmmm," was all she said.
"Motu really knows how to eat a girl," Rekha said, "for a man claiming to be a virgin."
She smiled and looked at Alka. They both then looked down at Motu. He looked up from his work.
"I don't have the personal knowledge of it like Rekha Bhabhi has. But I have seen lots of it in the movies and in pictures. Am I doing it correct Alka?"
"I don't know if that's how it’s done. But I can tell you this much that it feels like I am in heaven. Now stop wasting precious time and get back to work."
She and Rekha went back to kissing each other. As he licked her cunt, Motu looked up and saw that Rekha was no longer pretending that she was doing something for his sake. They were very involved in the kiss and the way they held each other betrayed Rekha's intentions. Alka had confessed to Chintu and Motu that she didn't mind going down on her Bhabhi or having her eat her cunt. He wanted them to shed whatever inhibitions they may still have.
Motu knew from experience that with some kind of encouragement Rekha would do anything, even if something was kinky. The trick in making her shed the residual inhibitions was to goad her into doing things which she was not basically averse to do. May be if he had a bit of luck on his side, he could even get to fuck her ass, he thought.
Motu took his head away from Alka's cunt which he had been sucking and said, "Don't merely kiss like you are two teenagers meeting for the first time. Surely there are things that you both can do for which you don't have to be lesbians."
"Like what, for example?" Rekha asked.
"For example you can touch each other's boobs nor may be you can try sucking the nipples," Motu replied..
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